You strike a match, and its flame is so dazzling.
You can't find what you're looking for in the dark.
And the matches have burned to your fingers.
Pain makes you forget what you're missing.
A Life" by Henrik Nordbrand.
Written by |Three books.
Winter nights are cold and long.
Qing Cheng Shiyao's "Winter Mountain Snow Dwelling Map".
Night Sitting and Singing "Tang) Li Bai.
The winter night is cold and the night is long, and I sit in the north hall for a long time.
Binghejing Spring Moon enters the boudoir, and the golden cylinder is green and sorrowful.
The golden jar is extinguished, and the cry is many. Cover the concubine's tears and listen to the king's song.
The song is sound, and the concubine is affectionate. The love and voice are together, and the two are not violated.
Without saying a word, he flew from Jun Wanqu Liang Chen.
Night Sitting and Yin", the ancient title of Yuefu, originated from Bao Zhao, and his "Sitting on the Night" said: "Shen Shen Shen sat and chanted at night on a winter night. Vocal unspoken heart. Frost into the curtain, wind forest. Zhu lights out, Zhu Yan Xun. The body is a song, chasing the king's sound, not a noble voice, and a deep meaning. ”
Li Bai's poems are based on this, and they listen to the song and chase the sound, because of the purpose of the sound, and the way of writing is also.
Three, seven words alternate, slow and suppressed, the difference, Bao Zhao's poem rhymes to the end, the sentence pattern only changes, Li Bai's poem rhyme changes four times, the sentence pattern changes three times, and the reading feels more step by step, there is a tendency to rush.
Li Bai's poems are a re-creation of Bao Zhaoshi. "Winter night Shen Shen night sitting and chanting", this is already a good sentence, Li Bai's first sentence became "Winter night night cold night long night", three "night" words, the rhythm is more frustrated, and it also strengthens the sense of stagnation in the winter night.
The following three sentences are the scenes added by Li Bai, which are transformed from the male perspective of the poem in this title to the female perspective: "Shen Yin sits for a long time in the north hall, Binghejing Quanyue enters the boudoir, and the golden jar is green and sorrowful." "Beitang is a cold place, the north itself is a cold direction, "The Book of Songs" sings about loneliness and despair, such as "the north wind is cold, the rain and snow are cold." Hui and good me, hand in hand. "Again" from the north gate, worried. In the end, I am poor and poor, and I don't know that I am difficult. "Tao Yuanming in May and June, lying under the north window, when the cool breeze arrives temporarily, he claims to be the Emperor Xi, it is summer, and it is very cool under the north window.
The north hall is here, alluding to the place where the woman lived, and the north of the ancient house was the hall, and the place where the family lived. The winter night is cold and the night is long, sitting alone in the north hall, I don't know how the night is, the sky doesn't seem to be bright, the time is frozen by the cold, you can hear the sound of the bottom of the well frozen, the sound of the moon entering the boudoir, almost solid moonlight. The brass lamp, the faint light condensed, she sat here, sat for so long, that it became a word on the lips of a winter night.
The golden jar is extinguished, and the cry is many. Cover the concubine's tears and listen to the king's song. The song is sound, and the concubine is affectionate. The love and voice are together, and the two are not violated. These sentences change rhyme three times, and the change of rhyme is the change of meaning, and we can pause according to the rhyme when we read. The three-word sentence turned sharply, poignant, sad, and finally suddenly: "I don't want to say a word, and I fly from Junwanqu Liang Chen." Writing a stroke in reverse, compared to Bao Zhao's "Wanqu doesn't care", is particularly exciting.
The theme of sitting at night has been continued in the writing of classical poets, and Su Shi's "Linjiang Immortal" took this opportunity to write a poem for his friend Xu Junyou's maid Shengzhi. "The winter night is cold and icy, and the bright moon invades the painting hall. The green tank is bright and sad. The green tank is exhausted, and the pink tears are still drooping. Before the end of the statue, the tears were hidden, and the singing was half sad. The two voices are incompatible. If you want to know where the intestines are broken, the dark dust on the beam is flying. Xu Junyou is about to leave Huangzhou, Su Shi gave Shengzhi a farewell word, copying the eve of farewell, Shengzhi's singing and her sadness.
Obviously, this poem was born from Li Bai's "Night Sitting and Yining", a familiar sentence, perhaps because of the nostalgia of the generation, it is bland and weak to read, and the words are too exhaustive and lack of aftertaste. The first sentence "Winter Nights and Cold Ice" is a copied narrative, and Li Bai's "Winter Nights and Cold Nights and Long Nights" hit people's hearts. In terms of tone and rhythm, Su Shi's words are far less simple and sincere than Li Baishi's words.
Annoyed that plum blossoms can't sleep.
Qing Dynasty remnants, "Winter of Four Landscapes" (detail).
Nanxiangzi Winter Night".
Song) Huang Sheng. Wan Lai was silent, and the iron was nearly five watches.
The incense lamp is dim and unstable, and it is desolate.
Only the frost blooms with the moonlight.
It should be cold at night, and the plum blossoms can't sleep.
I read the plum blossom and miss me, and I care about it.
I saw the ice full of jade bottles.
Huang Sheng is a famous word selector in the Southern Song Dynasty, the year of birth and death is unknown, the number of Hua'an wordsman, not the imperial examination, the escape of Lin Quan, the sex of joy chanting, compiled the "wonderful word selection" 20 volumes, for the Song people's word selection of the rare book, later called "Hua An word selection".
It was night, the poet woke up, there was no sound, the world seemed to no longer exist, only boundless silence remained. The quilt that has been covered for many years is cold and hard, "the iron is nearly five watches", the iron, thinking of Du Fu's thatched hut autumn rainy night, "The cloth has been cold like iron for many years, and Jiao'er is evil and cracked in the step." "It was only late autumn, and it was a winter night, and the cold of the cloth was no different from iron.
The lyricist woke up for a while, the bed was too cold, how could he stay up until dawn?Bard. Poetry can be exciting, contemplative, group, resentful, calm, and warm. The mood is too good, the mood is too bad, it's not the time to write poetry, after the excitement, the great loneliness, or like this moment, the night is quiet, I don't know how to be good, or more poetic observation.
The incense is broken and the lamp is not stable", chanting is the way the ancients wrote poems, the poems were written in a draft, or a sentence, they must be chanted repeatedly in the mouth, such as Du Fu's "new poems are changed from long chanting", to see if the rhyme of the words and sentences feels right. This is a bitter chant, but it is also flavorful, poetic, and joyful. At this time, in the room, the incense will be broken, the residual lamp is like a bean, and the darkest hour before dawn seems to be born from it.
Bleak and clear, only frost and moonlight. "Why only?The tone of "only" conveys an indescribable mood, the light in the room is dim, cut off by the cold incense, the outside is bright and bright, the moon is frosty, and it is a world of its own, accompanied by each other, and the interior is even darker.
He thought of plum blossoms. It should be cold at night, and the plum blossoms can't sleep. "It's not annoying to say that people are annoying, but to say that flowers are annoying, which is also unreasonably interesting. The night is cold, the plum blossoms under the moon, I am afraid that it is difficult to dream. I read the plum blossom and miss me, and I care about it. "Although it is wishful thinking, you might as well assume that you are a confidant with Mei, sympathize with each other, and have true feelings.
In the end, he was even more stupid, "I saw the ice full of jade bottles", imagining a hermit, regardless of the cold, got up in his clothes, and got out of bed to see the plum blossoms. What about plum blossoms, he didn't mention it again, and said: "Clear ice is full of jade bottles", plum may still be frosty, maybe frozen, it's up to us to think.
Pingming walked right away from the village bridge.
Southern Song Dynasty Ma Lin, "Twilight Snow and Cold Birds".
Winter Night Giveaway" Tang) Jia Island.
Pingming walked immediately to the village bridge, and the flowers fell and the snow in Meixi did not disappear.
The days are short, the days are cold, and the guests are sent off, and Chushan has an infinite road.
Pingming, this word is commonly used in the poetry of the ancients, such as "Pingming looking for white feathers", "Pingming sending guests to Chushan Lonely". Pingming is the hour of the twelve, that is, before the sun shows the horizon, also known as Pingdan, Yudan, and dawn, which is equivalent to three to five o'clock in the morning.
As soon as the sky was dark, a man was leaving. I haven't experienced a send-off, but there have been a few times when I went to the airport around four in the morning. One time I lived in the mountains, went out and went downstairs, the moon was in the sky, the mist was filled, the insects on the mountain were boiling, if I didn't want to go far away, and the people in the building, I also slept, I didn't know that there was such a good night outside. Suddenly I was very reluctant to go, hoping that the taxi would come late, but it came immediately, the headlights shone frighteningly, driving on the highway, houses, roads, rivers, distant mountains, the world seemed to be hazy at first, at this time I was very confused about myself, not without a destination, but I didn't know why I was going there, I didn't know why I was always fleeing, I was always looking for something.
Jia Island's poem title "Winter Night Gift", although the poem is said to be peaceful, but because in winter, when it is peaceful, the sky is still very dark, and the night is not over, so it is called Winter Night. "Pingming walks on the village bridge", starting in the early morning, the road is slippery after dark, walk on the village bridge, especially be careful, this sentence seems to be visible, the horse's eyes are warm and bright, the horse's nose spews out hot air, it seems to hear the horse's neighing, the four fields are silent, especially vivid.
Imagine if it were now, driving through the village bridge, but for a moment, it was too late to see the small bridge, the car door was closed and the air conditioner was warmed, and I would not feel what it was. For the sake of speed and comfort, we have separated ourselves from all things in heaven and earth, almost becoming insulators.
Wen Tingyun's "Morning Trip to Shangshan" said: "The sound of chickens is in the month of Maodian, and the tracks are frosty. In the same way, it is also a winter morning, the horse's neck rings the bell, the poet passes by the bridge, hears the rooster crowing, sees himself walking in the mountains, and his footprints are imprinted on the hoarfrost, he does not complain, nor does he say sorrow, but when we read these two poems, we feel that the road is hard and the sorrow is heavy.
Jia Island was seeing off, about the bridge to say goodbye, standing for a while, the remaining snow in the stream was still there, plum blossoms falling on the snow. "The flowers fall on the plum stream and the snow has not disappeared", this is what the poet saw on the bridge, the plum blossoms and the stream snow, the scenery in front of him, all become a parting love.
I still haven't learned to part, maybe not in this life, not only not, but in recent years I have been more afraid of parting than before. In the past, when I parted, I also felt a sense of goodbye for a moment, but I always felt that the days were long, and there were still many opportunities to meet. Now I know that every time we meet, it may be the last time, the world is so big, everyone is so busy, time is so fast, ten or twenty years, and it is gone. Maybe goodbye, even if there is a fate, it will be like a world away.
Even in the Tang Dynasty, the world was small, the population was small, and the time was slow, Du Fu and Wei Ba, two childhood friends, were separated for 20 years. That night was really unforgettable, they talked broadly, said goodbye, not to say anything, but the joy and sorrow of the reunion after a long absence, they all felt that the old friends in front of them were also real and illusory in the candlelight, and they were with them, in addition to the children and families of Wei Ba, there were also night rain cutting spring leeks, and yellow sorghum in the new cooking. After a hurried night, the next day he was about to part, Du Fu had predicted in the poem: "Tomorrow across the mountains, the world is boundless." ”
I can't say which season is not sad to say goodbye, and if you want to compare, you can only say which season is not so sad. Spring, summer, autumn, winter, there is no fifth season to pick from. The spring water is green, the spring grass is green, is spring the time to travel?The autumn breeze is bleak, the yellow leaves are flying wildly, and it is even more sad to say goodbyeMaybe summer is easier, it's hot, the days are longer and the nights are shorter, the nights aren't so dark, not so cold. In winter, the world is desolate, and who is still wandering outside.
The days are short, the days are cold, and the guests are sent off, and Chushan has an infinite road. "The sky is getting brighter, the sun is sad, Chu Mountain is infinite, across the eyes, the road to the end of the world, has gone away, disappeared in the cold scenery.
Intuitive perception of life.
Return the true face of ancient poetry.
Reading Poetry on the Weekend" Series II.
Spring Mountain Victory".
Spring Mountain Wins: Reading Poetry at Four Hours
Author: Three Books.
Edition: Tianxi Culture Tiandi Publishing House April 2023.
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