Author: Unknown**: Internet**Question Hotel [Qing] Wang Jiuling.
Xiaojue's eaves are low and the moon is low, and the dream of the country is vague.
What in the world urges people to grow old, half of the sound of chickens and half of horses' hooves.
Since ancient times, philosophers and poets, in the speed of time and the shortness of life, every feeling is low, and they have long words and sighs. Confucius watched the water by the river, and there was a sigh of the deceased. Qu Yuanfu's "Lisao", in the time is fleeting, the beauty is twilight, and you San pays tribute. In the Han and Wei dynasties, with the awakening and strengthening of life consciousness, this kind of life emotion has turned from a simple main theme into a life sonata with five tones. Cao Zhi's "Gift to Xu Gan" "The wind is blowing in the day, and suddenly returning to the West Mountain" condenses the short life into one day, so it has the effect of shocking and looking back. Li He's "Hao Ge" "The Queen Mother's peach blossoms are red a thousand times, and Peng Zu Wuxian has died several times", comparing the immortals with the long-lived ones, and seeing the fleeting situation of life. Sikong Tu's "Crazy Question": "Yesterday's warbler and today's cicada, it is a sunset day again", which has the sad charm of the late Tang Dynasty, ....... All of these are playing the theme of the shortness of life in the history of Chinese poetry, with new patterns and endless changes, and the theme is the same. What is intriguing is that the same theme, after the gaze of generations of talented people, the heart of the mouth, Zhou Yi's so-called "good words have been exhausted by the predecessors", the latecomers should have no surprise, but there are still people who do not follow the old ways, push through the old and bring forth the new, in the hearts of future generations of readers, cause shock, arouse resonance. The predecessors talked about poetry, "There is an end to what can be done, and it is extremely difficult to be strange", how can it be!
Wang Jiuling, the author of "The Hotel", was born in the last days, and the poems and sentences mentioned above must be familiar with him and can recite. However, Wang Jiuling was able to not be confined to the ideas of his predecessors and gave traditional themes a new form of expression. The artistic originality of this poem can be seen in the frame of reference of this similar work.
As can be seen from the title of the poem, this poem was written in a hotel in another country. The night dream returns, the tiredness has not disappeared, the rooster cries, and the moon is like water. The poet saw the scenery of his hometown in his dream, and when he woke up, he realized that he was in a foreign country. He didn't have time to sort out and capture the remaining dream shadows, and he had to cross the horse and embark on a journey. Before leaving, he wrote his homesickness and life feelings into such a poem, which was inscribed on the wall of the inn. The author's choice of such a specific situation as the emotional entry point renders the lyrical atmosphere of the whole poem and provides a basis for the germination of philosophy.
The first two sentences of this poem express homesickness, and the next two sentences go beyond the common level of homesickness, and then go to the exploration of the essence of life. These two poems contain three meanings: life is short, and the situation is fleeting, which is the first layer, which is the origin of the poet's feelings. The second layer is the literal meaning, running all year round, the sound of chickens is urging, and the hooves of horses are accompanied, and the scene of Shaonian is quickly disappearing in the sound of chickens and horses' hooves. The third meaning is beyond words. The poet lamented that he was not busy, but did not know what he was busy with and what his destination was. If you run for your ideal cause, the rooster calls people to draw their swords and dance, and the horse's hooves can be cut and magnificent, so that you can live a fulfilling life and feel meaningful. Judging from the poet's feelings, this is obviously not the case. He is a servant, running for food and clothing, and he has been running around in the disturbing red dust for many years, and he is approaching the old age. Now he is in the hotel again, listening to the rooster crow in the distance and looking at the hazy moonlight, he can't help but trigger the throbbing of his heart and the confusion of life. I feel that all this has to be and that it makes no sense. The poet is in love with the scene, and the fate is reasonable. Philosophy and poetry complement each other, making this little poem touching.