Huang Jingren Qingqi plum blossom poems five appreciation reading: a tree wild plum incense sent, water cold flower bone pain
"A smile is like a meal, like a poor person."
Raise your relatives and cherish the body of the book.
Cloud Shadow slept, and the mountain was really after the snow.
The small hedge plum is not released, and the cane is taken advantage of. Qing · Huang Jingren", "A Smile"
I haven't had much interpretation of Huang Jingren, because it takes time and piety to interpret Huang Jingren. He was a rare poet of his own unique style in the Qing Dynasty, a short life of coldness, openness and sadness coexisted, at the age of 34, to be honest, he was more familiar with the taste of life and emotions than Naran.
Today take a look at a few of his plum blossom poems. Because chic and strange, cold and bitter, just like his life.
This little poem is very cute, written by the plum blossom in memory, written to the reality of the plum.
It begins with a smile, which is particularly chic and also very affectionate.
Whose smile can be eaten as a meal? It is the bloom of plum blossoms, like the smiling faces in winter.
Plum blossoms smile beautifully, just like I am happy in the misery of poverty.
This smile as a title, and put at the beginning, very Li Shangyin untitled taste.
The plum blossom in his memory smiled, it was a flower and a person, it was himself, and he was also the lover in Si mu's heart.
Huang Jingren lost his father at a young age, his family was poor, he had a mother to raise, and he studied wisely, but the sunshine of Kangqian's prosperous life could not shine on the orphans and widows, his talent could not be realized, and he was also sick for many years.
He lamented that he had lost his years and could not support his relatives, but he tried to maintain his physical condition, because it was the only capital that could support selling literature for a living.
In the cottage homestead, when you wake up, you miss the snow, but you are full of cool and beautiful mountains after the snow.
The first thing he remembered was the smile of the plum blossoms, so he also had to go out on crutches, and he wanted to see if the plum blossoms outside the fence had bloomed and whether they were smiling with him.
"Xi Mulin and Jing, who also love Mei in his life."
Three hundred trees around the house, planted with one hand.
The frost and cold moon fall alone, and the mountain sky I come alone.
The crane is whispering in the ears, and the residual dream has drifted back. "Qing · Huang Jingren,"Dream Lonely Mountain"
The Lonely Mountain Plum Blossom is famous for Lin Kui, a hermit of the Song Dynasty who lived in seclusion in the Lonely Mountain, but in fact he only planted one plum blossom. However, Lin Kui's plum blossom poems are written with great charm, and posterity believes that he planted plum blossoms in the lonely mountain.
But it is also true, because plum blossoms are more famous because of Lin Kui. A person who has completely abandoned the past and is willing to live a calm and cold life, his plum blossom poems have a soul, and also let the plum blossoms of the lonely mountain have an aura.
Huang Jingren was actually more bitter than Lin Kui. Lin Kui has a good body, Lin Kui is to put aside his wife's pastoral in the lonely mountain, it is indeed worthy of Huang Jingren's envy, because Huang Jingren can not have Lin Kui's freedom, in reality, there is an old mother, there are wives and children, and there is love in his heart.
Lin Kui took the initiative to do plum blossoms, Huang Jingren was born cold and bitter, he is a plum blossom, but unfortunately, his plum blossom burden is too much, the wind is not clear and the moon is not harmonious.
Huang Jingren's envy of Lin Kui is true. His life was destined not to be leisurely, not even as good as Lin Kui's.
So dreaming can only be half done and then pulled back by reality.
Dreams are the compensation of life, if he dreams of visiting lonely mountains and plum blossoms, then in reality it must be a chicken feather.
"Spring is cold. The wine is also half useless.
The cangshan mountains on the city look like dreams. The wind is miserable.
A small pool of smoke jelly. A tree of wild plum incense sent.
Fold into a bile bottle and add water to the supply. Cold flower bone pain. "Qing · Huang Jingren's "Gurudwara Golden Gate"
This is the early spring in the cold of spring to go to the mountains outside the city to see plum blossoms, at this time in the spring cold, drink wine, a moment later by the wind blowing cold.
The distant mountains float in the smoke and water clouds of early spring, and the mountain wind blows through the drifting clouds, and you will feel that the mountain is also moving or shaking its head.
Nearby is a running water under the mountain, and a wild plum blooms in the cold smoke.
So many people do not know what the wild plum blossom looks like, the wild plum blossom is a white or pink white flower, single petal, red calyx, the flower is thin, sparser than the ornamental plum blossom, but when the flower blooms all over the tree, there is a kind of cold and beautiful beauty, which is a real mountain forest fairy.
Here Huang Jingren saw a tree of wild plum blossoms blooming in the cold of early spring, which reminded me of the empty garden and flowers of the young Li Shangyin, not in a rich courtyard, or a station in the desolate mountains.
In this desolate and lonely place, Huang Jingren thought of himself when he saw the flowers.
He said that folding such plum blossoms into the home is the most beautiful, because the old branches are sparse and have great ornamental value. But he suddenly turned around, surprisingly, and said, The water is cold, and if the flower knows, her bones are also painful.
This is actually against folding plum blossoms, because wind chills will hurt plum blossoms, and folding plums will also hurt plum blossoms.
At this time, where was Huang Jingren trapped as a guest?
It's cold.
"Strange road night window is like water.
The moon is in the empty branches, and the spring is in the empty incense.
A piece into the cup can not be lifted.
Drink the taste of acacia before the wind.
The empty wall is still leaning.
He is the first to bury the earth.
A hundred flowers died on their heads.
Life should be like this. "Huang Jingren of the Qing Dynasty, "Que Ta Zhi Zhi Zhi Yi Luo Mei and Zhi Cun"
Huang Jingren's friend Hong Liangji is also a late bloomer, 44 years old to pass the entrance examination, become a Minister of the Qing Dynasty, but also jumped into the dragon gate once, and his fellow window friend Huang Jingren is talented, 34 years old, poor and died, no chance of splendid future.
Although Huang Jingren's early death is sad, in fact, many times, his poems present a kind of purity and even boldness, which is obviously different from Naran's character and lyric style. It's similar to Xin abandoning the disease.
This is written about the plum blossom fall of spring.
The plum blossoms in front of the window have fallen, and the windows are empty.
The moon is in the empty branches, and spring is in the fragrance of not seeing too many flowers, but infinitely swirling.
A plum blossom flew in the glass, stuck to the wine water, and could not be picked up by hand.
Just in time, with the aroma of plum blossoms, taste the taste of acacia represented by plum blossoms.
The plum tree stood proudly by the cold wall by the window, full of flowers, or did the plum blossom want to bury a lifetime of sorrow and lovesickness here?
However, plum blossoms bloom first, they are the first of the flowers, leading the spring wind, even if it is early thanks, what is the harm?
It is also worth living up to the blossoming of a flower.
So, outstanding, proud and different, the wind has left a fragrance, although life is short and lonely, and the brilliant has shown itself, even if there are any variables, what is the harm?
Isn't that a reflection of himself? Or maybe at this time he has a premonition that he is not a blessed person and is working harder in life.
"Don't be jealous of the wind and rain waves.
Send me mud deep, but frost barrier.
Behind him is bustling with millions of shapes.
Painstaking thoughts appear lifeless.
The faint green screen window is not lit.
It seems that there is a soul coming, and the small unveiling of the ice silk tent.
The report was full of pity.
The Ming Dynasty swept me to the lonely mountain burial. "Qing Dynasty Huang Jingren's "Que Ta Zhi Zhi Zhi Ii Falling Plum and Juvenile Existence"
It is how hard and regretless it is to write such a falling poem in life.
This is writing yourself in the tone of a falling plum. I didn't complain about the wind and rain, sent me to the dirt, but the career of ice and snow suffering.
Behind him was once an infinitely prosperous plum blossom, and at this time, all the hardships and hardships of the heart returned to eternity.
A piece of falling flowers, as if it is the soul of a plum blossom, asks those who love flowers to bury its fallen flowers on the lonely mountain of Lin Kui.
After Huang Jingren's death, his friend Hong Liangji personally treated the funeral, served him, and arranged the lives of his wife and daughter left behind by Huang Jingren.
This is also the greatest happiness in Huang Jingren's life.
I interpret Huang Jingren's poem here, not sympathy, but respect, he is not feminine, this short life, he almost never had peace and happiness. As craggy as a plum blossom, this is the life of this poor genius.
Hatsuyoshi Katsuyuki interprets the love and beauty in the poems for you.