"Plantains and rain without rain." Even if the autumn rain has stopped, the coolness of the wind blowing from the banana leaves is enough to make the people who are in charge of the trip full of sorrow.
"A little bit of plantain heartbreak", I don't know when it started, plantain has carried too much to become a parting of the sorrow.
It seems that the mention of plantains is a poem about sorrow, but in fact, it is not the same, and there are many fresh and natural poetry songs about plantains.
For example, the plantain in Yang Wanli's poem "Plums leave sour soft teeth, plantains are green and screen windows" is so fresh, and that touch of new green makes people feel that time is bright.
There are many such verses, such as Han Yu's "Rising Hall Sits on the Steps of the New Rain Foot, Banana Leaf Big Gardenia Fat." ", the rainy banana branches are thick and large, bright green and lustrous, and they are endearing.
Now I will share three ancient poems of the fresh and natural Wing Basho, and enjoy the poet's alternative feelings with those of you who are reading this article.
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Cold candle smokeless green wax dry, fragrant heart is still curled up in the cold of spring.
What is hidden in a book will be secretly demolished by the East Wind. ——Tang Qianjue, "Unexplored Plantain"
Appreciation: The plantain that has not yet unfolded its leaves is like a flameless and smokeless green candle, you see her banana heart is still curled with a love pulse, like a girl who has just opened her heart, because she is afraid of the cold spring, so she has to hide a heart in her heart.
Like an unopened book, no one knows how many hearts are hidden in her heart, until the cold passes away and the spring comes, the harmonious spring breeze will definitely be the first to climb, secretly open this book, and present her heart in the boundless spring color.
This is a plantain with a heart, you see it is green and lustrous, the heart is not showing, the heart is hidden, the cowardly look is so chuchu and moving, I see it with pity.
Qian Jue's plantains are fresh and natural, full of vitality and youthful vitality, and the whole poem is subtle and condensed, with a long rhyme, but just that fresh and pleasant color is enough to make people feel endlessly happy.
Poet Profile: Qian Jue, Zi Ruiwen, Tang Dynasty poet, born into a family, the grandson of Qian Qi in KaoLang, good poetry, there are twenty volumes of "ZhouzhongLu".
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The banana leaves are amorous, and one leaf is only comfortable and one leaf is born.
Self-love is inexhaustible, but it teaches the wind and rain to complain about autumn. - Qing Zheng Banqiao, "Wing Basho"
Appreciation: Wang Guowei said, if I look at things, everything will be my color. Zheng Banqiao's poem is like this.
When the originally ruthless basho is given his subjective emotions by the poet, he becomes so emotional.
The poet says that the huge leaves of the plantain are so amorous that one leaf unfolds and the other grows again.
You see that it not only can't stretch out its own inexhaustibility and emotion, but also provokes people's infinite sorrow in the sound of the rain hitting the plantains.
The banana leaves are amorous, and one leaf is only comfortable and one leaf is born. Long thoughts, endless, writing scenes, blending scenes, afterglows, and other interesting.
Poet Profile: Zhang Banqiao, Zi Kerou, Qing Dynasty calligraphers and painters, literary scholars, poetry and calligraphy are unique, good at bamboo and stone, one of the eight monsters of Yangzhou, Kangxi Xiucai, Yongzheng Juren, Qianlong Jinshi, there is "Banqiao Complete Collection" passed down,
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The wind does not put flowers as the mainstay. Amorous tubes fix wind and rain. Dashing green clothes long. It's infinitely cool.
At the end of the scroll, it seems to be an inscription verse. Don't rely on the small diaphragm. The moon is cold at night. --Song Zhang, "Bodhisattva Man Basho"
Appreciation: Among the many flowers and trees, basho is definitely an alternative existence, it does not win with brilliant colors, and it does not despise competing with the crowd when the wind and the sun are beautiful.
More often, it is like a simple and vulgar hermit, dashingly attacking a green coat, giving people an infinitely cool feeling, only when the smoke and rain are empty, can you see its charm and affection, stirring up people's hearts.
On the night of the bright moon, the moon is shining, and the plantain stretches out a large blade of turquoise green, like a piece of note laid out in front of the poet, waiting for him to write a vivid poem on it.
Whether it was Basho's high height and so-on sentences that made him feel ashamed of himself, or whether he thought of the cold and warm of human feelings and the coldness of the world, I don't know, but the poet who only knows that he was leaning on the railing and looking forward to it suddenly felt a chill and quietly left, as if there was a sense of gloom.
In Zhang Wei's pen, the cool plantains are dashing, flowing, affectionate, and elegant, and it is a rare acquaintance of poets in the world.
Although there is also a little bit of melancholy lingering in this poem, but unlike Li Qingzhao's direct resentment of Basho, Zhang Wei's emotions are wandering in the rain and smoke, in the cold moonlight, ethereal and subtle, want to say hugh, is a rare song of Basho masterpiece.
Poet Profile: Zhang Wei, Zi Shi Ke, No. Yue Zhai, Song Dynasty people, able to poetry, good calligraphy and painting, and Yang Wanli, Xin Zhiyi and so on.
"Streamers are easy to throw people away, red cherries, green plantains." Time passes, the years are like water, cherry red, plantain green, years and years, but their beauty we can only look at for decades.
Suddenly it seemed to understand why the night rain of basho was so sad, it turned out that the little bits and pieces, the melancholy, were all the unhappiness of time, and the helplessness of frustrated people at all times.
In fact, basho was originally ruthless, a wisp of emotion is artificially endowed, the situation is born from the heart, if you see it is happy, it is naturally happy, all depends on the mood.
The three poems shared above are ingenious, fresh and natural, with long rhymes, lingering sounds, mouth-watering, intentional and unfinished feelings, which make people feel beautiful and worth reading.
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