Read Fan Yun at night
Leave the remnants. Last night, I read the new star book of the library, and after reading it for about two hours, I felt that I was in good spirits, and I took a copy of "Poetry Appreciation of the Six Dynasties of the Han and Wei Dynasties" off the shelf, flipped through it casually, and turned to Fan Yun's poems. I know that Fan was famous at that time and also had a place in the poetry circle of later generations. However, although I am regarded as a person who reads poetry, I only know Fan's name, and I really don't have the slightest opinion on his poetry. The decay of this heart is really invisible. In the past two days, I have been thinking about it, and I am very afraid. Before talking about Fan Shi, let's talk about tonight's "passerby" - although it is not a guest who reads poetry, nor is it intentionally invited, but in the end, it has added a lot of interest to this night. Because of the hot weather, the windows were often not closed, and the lights were so attractive that when I sat in front of the lamps at night, the moths flew around like the old rain. There are many different colors of moths, and I didn't look closely, but there are at least two colors: gray and green. The green one was lighter, like a tall dancer, and as soon as it landed, it flew away, and the pair of transparent and wide wings made it all very dexterous, and as it soared, the light quietly captured its beautiful shadow, reflecting it on the wall in a faint and beautiful arc. The gray one is clumsy, often prostrate and motionless, living like a thinker, and it does not move, and it is inconvenient for me to drive it away. I don't own this space alone, so why should I keep it to myself and not let it rest for a while? It's small, but it's a creature, just like me. It's just that it always stays still, and turning the page will be a little troublesome, so I have no choice but to turn it up gently, and hold the page in the air with my left hand, so as not to prevent it from turning over and moving. It continued to lie down to it, and I continued to look at mine, but it was all right. After a long time, in this quiet air, I really feel a bit of what Lao Tzu said, "old and dead don't get along". However, after lying in this posture for a long time, it seems to feel like a dangerous nest, not very safe, its wings flutter slightly, and it squirms to avoid danger and change to a safe place. As for me, there is no reason to stay, what is the hindrance to send it, so it is better to obey the fate respectfully, watch its fat body slowly crawl over the lines of words, turn over the corner of the book, and disappear, thinking that it is a safe landing. I, of course, followed by my Fan Yun. As I said before, I really didn't know anything about him, and this time I happened to see that there was no shortage of books to read. Let's talk about it:Looking at the Weaver Girl's poemYingying is by the water, and the night sky is self-pitying. No matter how hard it is, the river cannot be filled. Hundreds of knots, one heart and ten thousand hangings. I am willing to be a double blue bird, in front of the mirror. The poem writes about the pitiful and pitiful place of the Weaver Girl. "A hundred knots of affection, a heart and ten thousand hangings", neat and neat, delicate brushstrokes, this method is often used by Fan Yun. The concluding sentence is that the author hopes that the cow girl will be like a blue bird, before dancing together in the mirror, there will be no pain of separation, and the image of the writing is warm. Send Shen Ji room night farewell poemsGuishui is clear at night, and Chushan is clear and cloudy. The autumn wind and the two towns resent, and the autumn moon is divided for thousands of miles. The cold branches are harvested together, and the frost ape is alone. Luo is just about me, and I am looking at Fang Sijun. Shen Ji Room is the poet Shen Yue. This poem is a farewell work in the morning. The first half is mainly set off by the scenery. Five or six sentences write the melancholy of parting. The last two sentences are written by the other and me (this technique is also commonly used by Fan Yun), indicating that the two are heart-to-heart. Meaning and thought, intertextual meaning. Give Jun a fair poemThe autumn canopy floats in the autumn dian, and the cold algae floods the cold pool. The wind strips vibrate and the wind sounds, and the frost leaves break the frost branches. Fortunately, the Qingjiang River is full, and there is no loss of the bright moon. The moon wanes don't come, and the phase period is leisurely. If good friends don't come, the beautiful night will increase melancholy, and this poem is written about this emotion. The first half is all about the bleak feeling of the autumn night. The second half of the transcription of the good moon, that is, the good night, but the good of the moon and the night are born from the good of friends. Fortunately, the Qingjiang River is full, and there is no loss of the bright moon. The ancients did not know the scientific truth of the river tide and the waxing and waning of the moon, but they observed this strange phenomenon and wrote it into the poem. Fortunately, I hope that good friends will come when the Qingjiang River is full, and don't let this great bright moon live up in vain. The moon wanes don't come, and the phase period is leisurely. "Good friends in the future, with this good night is only lovesickness. PoetryThe spring grass is drunk with spring smoke, and the deep boudoir sleeps alone. The hatred will grow old, and the lovesickness will burn. On a moonlit night several times, I dreamed of Langbian. The first four sentences depict lovesickness, sleeping alone, accumulating hatred, getting old, lovesickness, and burning, and the pen power is getting heavier and heavier. The last two sentences turn ethereal, and the meaning is long. Yonghan pine poemRepair the strip to brush the layers of Han, dense leaves to block the sky. Ling Feng knows the strength of the festival, and the snow sees the chastity. The whole poem is concise and solid, and when you read this, you will know how contemptuous and vulgar Mr. Chen's poem "Heavy Snow Pressing Green Pine" is. FarewellThe east wind willow line is long, and the Lang is sent to the river beam. Before the bottle of wine is exhausted, the concubine's tears have been thousands. Don't worry about the difficulty of sending books, but I am afraid that the temples will be frosty. Looking forward to the first appointment of Bai, the river will return early. Because of the convenience of science and technology, "the wine before the bottle is exhausted, the concubine tears have been a thousand lines", it is difficult to have such a sad emotion when parting, but the situation of separation for various reasons is still widespread, so "I don't worry about the difficulty of sending books, but I am afraid that the temples will be frosty." I hope that the white first covenant will return early on the river" should still be understandable. The "concubine" in the poem is affectionate and sensible, and I think she should not only be the ancients, but also us. Don't poetryLuoyang City East and West, long and long. In the past, the snow was like flowers, and now the flowers are like snow. The title of the poem is another poem, but looking at the content of the poem, it is more like a reunion after a long absence. The first two sentences are very simple, and the last two sentences are extremely smart. When the day goes, the heavy snow is like falling flowers in March, and the heaven and earth are infinitely sad and lonely. When returning today, the spring flowers in the city are like the heavy snow in Yanshan, light and majestic, and the joy in the heart and the flowers generally bloom together in this spring. The second new pavilion of Lingling CountyThe trees in the far away trunk of the river float, and the lonely smoke rises at the end of the day. The river and the sky are free, and the smoke trees are still similar. The vicissitudes of life are not sourced, where is Gao Fan gone? of, go. times, stopovers. This is a poem written on the road. The first four sentences write about the four scenes of the river, the sky, the smoke, the trees and the related realms, and the artistic conception is far away and confused. A thousand years later, although we no longer often take boats, we should still be able to experience such a faint artistic conception on the journey. However, the last two sentences should be the most tempting for travelers. The vast river, with the clouds gone endlessly, who can trace its source? The boat is a particle of the wave, a traveler of the river, and can only be carried away by the river itself. Of course, Xinting can be stopped, but this stop is just a post house after all, even if it reaches the end point of Lingling County, it is only the end of this station, but it is already the beginning of another journey. This is the life of a poet, and it is also a life that does not change forever. Gift Zhang XuzhouTian Jiaqiao picked up, and the twilight came back. I also heard that the child said that there was a guest firewood. The servants are all pearls, and Qiu Ma is light and fat. Xuan Gai shines on the ruins, spreading the brilliance of Ruisheng. It is suspected that it is Xu Fangmu, which is both a compound suspicion. Thinking of the past, this way is now faint. The condition of things is abandoned, and he cares about Heng alone. Hate is not chicken, you have to wave with the old man. The nostalgia is hasty, and the tears are empty. Send a book to the wild goose among the clouds, and fly northwest for me. Zhang Xuzhou, Xuzhou is its name, Xuzhou is the abbreviation of Xuzhou Thorn History, is his official position. In ancient times, it was as common for friends to exchange poems as they do today. But this poem is still a little special, it is a poem for a friend, but it is like a letter to a friend who comes to visit him but is not there. In such an era of modularity, not to mention that gifts have become container-like handling, even holiday text messages, blessings are effortless, just a click of the mouse, an instant has arrived, but the touch of fineness and warmth has become rare, no longer readily available. So when I see such a gentleman's ancient style, I can't help but keep a respect. "Tian Jiaqiao picks up" Yunyun, literally the reason why he is not at home, but it is also likely to be the need to blur his own embarrassment to set off his friend's high-righteousness technique. Then I wrote about the visit with a child's eye, which was very consistent with the development of things. The following four sentences are all about the pomp and circumstance of a friend's car riding, not directly about his person, and the respect of his position is self-evident. The four sentences of "Suspected is Xu Fangmu" then wrote about the process of doubts in his heart after learning the news. Fang thought it was true, and the suspicion was wrong. Why? Thinking of the past, this way is now faint. The condition of things is abandoned, and he cares about Heng alone. "The turbid world, ** is not rich and despises the poor, with your high position, why do you just take care of my Heng Yan (that is, firewood)? But in the end the author believed this fact. Hate is not chicken, you have to wave with the old man. "How much the author hates to have a heart-to-heart conversation with this high-minded friend and drink wine! Send a book to the wild goose among the clouds, and fly northwest for me. "Friends come and go, can't catch up, can only ask Yun Yan, present this poem, to show the friend's heart. The whole poem is elegant, the narrative is complete, and the visit of his friend Gao Yi, his own doubts and the melancholy of not seeing each other are vividly expressed. Yan Yun: One is expensive and one is cheap, friendship is to see. This was true in ancient times, why not today? Because wealth is not easy to lead to this victory, and because of this victory to lead to this beautiful poem, I think such a poem is worthy of shining in the long river of history, and it is also worthy of being silently remembered in the long river of our years. Scribbled the grass and read a few poems by Fan Yun. I think I saw a Fan Yun with beautiful writing, a Fan Yun who had a melancholy journey, and a Fan Yun who was chaste and self-embracing, affectionate and righteous. I like poetry, poetry has shaped me and nurtured me, so I am willing to share the poems I see with you, hoping that they will also bring you some nutrition and a trace of warmth, so I wrote the above words. In order to be closer to the understanding of modern people, I deliberately restrained the habit of using ancient syntax in my writing, and tried my best to interpret it from the standpoint of modern people. Finally, attach a brief introduction to Fan Yun, if you are also interested, then try to read him, maybe you will read a different Fan Yun, the poem is not up to the mark, this is where the beauty and permanent value of the poem lies. Fan Yun (451-503) was a Liang poet of the Southern Dynasty. The word Yanlong, a native of Wuyin, Nanxiang (now northwest of Miyang County, Henan). Fan Jin's cousin. Young and intelligent, quick in writing and thinking, writing poetry at the age of 8, and writing is easy. He once studied under Xiao Ziliang, the king of Jingling. Suitable for Ziliang to visit Qinwang Mountain, see the stone inscription of Qin time, many people do not know, and the cloud reads like a stream, so he is a guest and favors the crown of the palace. Be friendly with Shen Yue. He successively served as Cao Shuzuo in the West of Yingzhou, and transferred to Cao Xing to join the army, the history of Lingling, and the history of Guangzhou Thorn. Later, because of helping Xiao Yan become the emperor, the official servant, the official department is still the book, the marquis of Xiaocheng County, and the official is still the secretary. The original collection of 30 volumes has been lost. There are more than 40 poems in existence, and "Other Poems" is more famous. Zhong Rong's "Poems" said that it was "clear and clear, like the wind returning to snow". In addition, "Gift to Zhang Xuzhou", "The New Order of Lingling County", and "Farewell to Shen Ji's Room" are also better. In addition, there are 3 articles such as "In addition to the Shixing County Table". Written circa 2013.
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