Snow is a romantic angel in the eyes of the poet. On a quiet winter day, one piece of snow hugs another and falls, and the declining field becomes agile and full of vitality, showing simple purity and quiet beauty, showing a loud freshness and timelessness.
Every time the cold comes and the summer meets, and every autumn and winter comes, it can inspire the infinite emotion of literati and artists. Those wonderful words describe the winter snow vividly and spiritually, gracefully and with unique charm. In the footsteps of the snow dance, taste the poems related to snow, the love is long and long.
It should be the heavenly immortals who are drunk and crush the white clouds. "In the eyes of the poet immortal Li Bai, the snow flying in the sky is novel and free, wild and uninhibited, and it is the clouds crumpled by the gods of the Heavenly Palace after they are drunk!In his romantic feelings and peculiar imagination, the soft snow has a unique temperament, it shakes the pride of the universe, blooms with the aura of the fairy garden, and overflows with the appalling luxury, coming from heaven and going to the world. Just imagine, if you don't have an open state of mind, lack of crazy talent, and rarely have the joy of appreciating the snow, how can you leave the chant of drunken poems with wild ink!
Read a generation of poems by Saint Du Fu's "The chaotic clouds are low and twilight, and the snow dances back to the wind." "I feel more of the loneliness, the coldness, and the heaviness that fills my heart. In the twilight, shrouded in chaotic clouds, in the cold north wind, the rapid snow has fallen, the poet sat alone in the room detained by the rebels, heard the news of the new defeat of the Tang army, from the chaotic clouds and snow to the rapid snow back to the wind, his full of sorrow has not been reduced, the full chill has not been removed, the cold pain in his heart is deeper into the bone marrow, "to the gentleman Yao Shun, and then make the customs pure" The grand ambition can only helplessly fall and drift away in the wind and snow.
In the many chapters of the poem Mo Bai Juyi writing about snow, "I know that the snow is heavy at night, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo" is more meaningful. The poet who was demoted to Jiangzhou Sima because of "overstepping his duties" was lonely and could not sleep. In the deep night, people's vision is completely useless, the image of snow is naturally impossible to capture, and the slight sound of folding bamboo wakes up the silent night, and the sound is clear and crisp. The poet did not praise the quiet beauty of the snow in a strong and colorful way, nor did he praise the lightness of the snow vividly, but he contained snow in every sentence, and deliberately used sound to set off silence, dyeing a quiet and quiet world.
The empty deep alleys are quiet, and the accumulation is wide and leisurely. This is the quiet snow written by the poet Wang Wei. Snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, and they hug each other and live in the deep alleys, and the courtyard is very deep with snow, which looks wide and ethereal and silent. "All scenery is love language", the poet lived in seclusion in the mountains and wilderness in his later years, often singing poems and chatting with friends such as Hu Jushi, helping each other and warming each other with sincere emotions in the thin and cool world. The snow scene in the poem makes people feel clear and elegant, and the truth after the poem makes people realize the tranquility after the silence.
I look at things, so everything is my color. "Snow is the sustenance of the poet's soul and the destination of the spirit. When the snow falls in the poem, it is only when you find the soil and find your hometown. Every snowflake is a letter from winter, and it is the most beautiful bloom in the sky.
From: 2023-12-05 "Lanzhou**".