The weather is cold and the green sleeves are thin, and the sunset leans on the bamboo
Tang Dufu "Beauty".
This poem is like a picture of a lady. The woman in the picture scroll is demure and beautiful, she stands in the bleak cold wind, wearing a blue-green dress, which looks a little thin and pitiful. The bamboo cultivation of the pavilion sets off her graceful and moving.
In fact, fate did not favor her, she lost her family affection and love, and the once warm home has long been gone. In the twilight of this year, leaning on the green bamboo alone, she looked into the vast distance, what was she thinking?We don't know.
This is a woman with a story. In the past, she was the daughter of the boudoir, worry-free food and clothing, and sweet love also surrounded her.
That's because of the turbulent times, her brother was killed, her relatives were separated, and she was unfortunately abandoned by her husband.
At this point, it is useless to sigh in vain, only to face reality calmly. Despite the ups and downs of fate, she is still unworldly and beautiful, trying to adapt to the predicament, living bravely, and living a landscape in life.
The clouds in the sky are like white clothes, and the beard is changed like a dog.
This poem is from Du Fu's "Lamentable" in the Tang Dynasty
It means that the white clouds in the sky float slowly, as if they were white and soft clothes. However, the white clouds are changeable, and after a while, the shape of the clouds becomes the shape of a dog.
Later, "white clouds and dogs" was used as a metaphor for the impermanence of the world and the ever-changing things.
Yes, nothing is constant. The world is so crazy that plans can't keep up with the changes. We can only rely on our own concentration and the principle of inner immutability to flexibly cope with the impermanent changes in the outside world.
No matter how things change in the world, we must keep our original intentions so that we will not be dazzled and chaotic.
But good flowers are easy to fall, and stunners never live forever.
This poem is from the work of Liu Yuxi. It means that precious flowers are easy to wither, and stunning women will not live forever in the world.
Ghost talent" Li He also once wrote poetry, "The young man is a long boy, and Hai Boshang has become a mulberry field."
Meaning, it's good to be young, but who can stay young forever?Even if it is a vast and boundless sea, it will become thousands of mulberry fields. Under the great wheel of time, everything in the world is small.
It shows that the flowers are full and the youth is not old, and it is just a good wish. Because of this, we must cherish the beautiful scenery in front of us, such as beautiful flowers.
There is only white hair in the world of justice, and the nobles have never spared their heads.
From the Tang Dynasty Du Mu's "A Must-Have for Hermits".
It means that the fairest thing in the world is gray hair, even if it is a rich and noble man who lives a comfortable life, his hair will be dyed with wind and frost, and when it is time to be white, it will be just as white.
In the poem, Du Mu actually comforted his frustrated friend, saying that he stayed away from Vanity Fair, avoided the troubles of the world, and returned to the forest from now on
The years are ruthless and fair, everyone has to grow old, let us accept the laws of nature calmly, don't waste time chasing fame and fortune, after all, the things outside the body are ethereal.
Last year, the flowers were goodbye, and today the flowers are blooming for another year.
This is a letter written by Wei Yingwu in the Tang Dynasty to a poet. It means that last year's flowering season was separated from you. The streamer is fleeting, and now a year has passed, the flowers are blooming, and we are separated from each other and cannot meet again.
The longing in my heart is like a flower stretching in the season, melancholy and beautiful.
The pear blossom courtyard dissolves the moon, and the catkins pond has a faint breeze.
This poem has an indescribable beauty. The artistic conception is hazy, quiet and harmonious. It reminds me of the old courtyard, where in the spring twilight, the fog was heavy, the moon was quietly rising, and the pear blossoms of a tree were blooming like a dream. The moonlight is bright, the night is like water, and everything in the world is just right.
At this time, a fresh breeze blew, and also blew up the chaotic catkins, and those wet catkins were gently blown down into the pond by the wind, causing slight ripples.
Pear blossoms are like snow, the night is gentle, the breeze is coming, the moon is clear, the spring night is unforgettable, everything gives people a very quiet and beautiful feeling.
Jun An—