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The taste of parting: persuade me to return home early, the green window people are like flowers| read poems on weekends

Lust and longing into the night, we feel the water

Hurriedly flowing through the meadows.

By the crack of dawn, we know

Chaos, sad things,

Saturn rings, raccoon's wrist joints and smooth tail.

This is not Mozart, but more popular and magnificent music.

Laughing, we saw the lizards hurrying

Become a mammal,

Or retreat as a worm, or a bird.

It's early spring; ferns spitting out leaves; frogs jumping everywhere.

Outside, dawn wanders uneasily with its full scent,

From tree to tree, between insects,

Among the stars,

Jump from young branches to young branches.

I am with you, embracing each other through the valley of night.

- Robert Breck, "Why Don't You Move"

(What Moves and What Doesn’t Move)(三书 译)

Written by | Three books

01

The taste of breaking dawn

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"Sheng Cha Zi"

(Five generations) Niu Xiji

The spring mountains are about to be harvested, and the stars are sparse.

The face of the remnant moon is bright, don't cry at dawn.

There are many words, but the emotions are not over, and I look back and say:

Remember the green luo skirt, everywhere pity the grass.

Spring is the best time at dawn, and the whitening of the top of the hill is a little brighter, and the purple clouds are faintly across it, which is very interesting. The Japanese writer Kiyoshi Nayan said this at the beginning of "Pillow Grass". This is the pleasure of living in peace, and when it comes to parting, the dawn of spring has another taste. For example, the above song "Sheng Chazi" is also a gradually whitening mountaintop, the idyllic sky, and perhaps a few faint clouds floating.

When I was a child, I was afraid of the dark, I liked the light of the day, and I could play in the fields, when the days were as clear as the river, and time was as inactive as eternity. Later, I slowly learned that the day is not all light, and the night is not equal to the darkness, and when I know, I grow up and fall in love with the night. The night is old and deep, like cool water in a clay pot, and perhaps under the protection of the night, adults can be themselves again, or recall things as they were.

"Spring mountains are full of smoke, the sky is sparse and the stars are small", the first two sentences of the word, the night is fading out, the poem is not to express this meaning, but the poet instinctively conveys the original connection between man and all things with deep imagery. Think about how time passes from a clenched hand on the eve of parting. The smoke is thick, the spring mountain is presented, not only the mountain is presented, but also the irretrievable dissipation of the night, and there is spring, it is already spring. Suppose you are the person in the word, at this time to see the spring mountain, what else do you feel, is there still a spatial distance, the impending barrier, and then like the rotation of the seasons, the age suddenly grows old.

The existence of life is non-linear and non-logical, at a point in time and space, there will be countless you distributed in different dimensions, the limited brain simply can not process, but all feelings are preserved in life. What the poet does is not to enumerate feelings, but to preserve that time and space with words, and to preserve as many feelings as possible, including what the poet is not aware of. In this sense, poetry is like a living universe, original and open, and we lead the calendar in words to create our own life experience.

In the parting situation, the calm of the sky has a sense of powerlessness, and the fading of the stars or constellations is like the love that has become a distant life. The indelible real world is spreading out with the dawn.

At night, man is like a lizard, changing color with light, temperature, health, and excitement, as written in the opening poem of Robert Breit, and by dawn, the lizard hastily transforms into a mammal, retreats into a worm, or into a bird.

"The face of the remnant moon is bright, don't cry at dawn", if you can keep this night, how good! The moment of coming is approaching, and the remnant moon reflected on the face is like a wound in the night and a sickle for harvesting. Don't hang on your cheeks with tears, the cold of the clear dawn.

The next film is time to go. "There are many words, the emotions are not over, looking back at the heavy way", the omission of the subject in Chinese verses leaves us with more room for imagination, who is here in the "heavy way"? Looking back is naturally the man who is about to leave, but the "heavy road" can be him or a woman. Let's look at the content of the heavy road.

"Remember the green luo skirt, everywhere pity the grass", no matter how far you go, when you see the grass, you think of your green luo skirt. This sentence should have been said by the man, and at this time, if he were to repeat the tao, the meaning of Yin Yin, and the feelings of affection, it can be imagined. If the woman repeats his words, in addition to attachment, it adds a little uneasiness.

Nan Chaojiang's wife "Futing Cao" said that "the king in front of the door tries to see, it is the color of the concubine Luo skirt", and Du Fu also has a poem: "The famous flowers stay in Baojing, and the vine grass sees the Luo skirt", all of which mean to see things and think of people. With the same color as the skirt, the length of the table is not forgotten, although this can be summarized as a way of writing, but it is actually human instinct. Color is one of the ways to store memories, and a particular color evokes our specific emotions.

The French writer Saint-Exupéry, in "The Little Prince", as the fox of the wise, said to the little prince: "Have you seen that wheat field?" I don't eat bread, the wheat is of no use to me, the wheat field doesn't remind me of anything, it's a little sad, but your hair is blond, so it's nice that you're domesticating me! The wheat is also golden, and then it will remind me of you, and I will love the sound of the wind blowing through the ears of wheat. "Domestication", the fox explained to the little prince, is to establish a relationship. When he was about to say goodbye, the little prince said, "But you have not gotten anything." The fox said, "No, at least I have the color of wheat." ”

Any relationship, even if it is superficially over, lives in our hearts forever in this way.

The taste of parting: persuade me to return home early, the green window people are like flowers| read poems on weekends

Song Yujian "Yuanpu Fangui"

02

The parting night did not sleep

Bodhisattva Man

(Late Tang) Wei Zhuang

The Red Chamber is not sad at night, and the incense lamp is half rolled in the fringed tent.

When the remnant moon went out, the beauty and tears.

Pipa golden feathers, yellow warbler on the string.

Persuade me to return home early, the green window people are like flowers.

Why do you see sleepless nights? Read the first two sentences. "The Red Chamber is not sad at night, and the incense lamp is half rolled in the fringe tent", kan sad is the look of the other night, frozen on the incense lamp and the half roll of the tassel tent. The beauty of the Red Chamber is rendered by the aroma of lamp oil and spike-like tassels made of silk threads. The lights were on, and the bed tent was not lowered, so it was a sleepless night. Man has not slept, nor has he slept at night. The intermediate state of "half volume" is quite interesting, half house and half stay, will not go.

"When the broken moon goes out", the days of separation may not have a remnant moon, and those who appear in the parting poem are often the remnant moon. Of course, it is also possible to write about the full moon, and perhaps the reverse configuration is more powerful, but it may be the time when the moon is broken, or the poet may feel that the moon is more appropriate than parting. We know that literature is not a factual report, and that there must be fiction in creation, and what is the meaning and achievement of merely telling the facts one by one.

The next film is written about beauty playing the lute. According to this, some people believe that the Red Chamber should be the green house where the singers and prostitutes live, not the residence of noble women. Whether it is the Red Chamber or the Qing Lou, the woman's origin has little to do with the context of the word, in short, it is "my" lover. Can't a noble woman play the lute?

"Pipa golden green feather, yellow warbler on the string", this is from the perspective of "I", watching and listening. The pipa is decorated with gold and jade, which sets off the magnificence of the beauty, and the sound on the string is like the cry of the yellow warbler, which can be guessed that this is the dawn of spring, and there is a yellow warbler outside the window after dawn. It should also be noted that this sentence uses "language", that is, the beauty is talking to him with a gentle piano sound.

No matter the pain of the singer, but the hurt is rare. The "I" in the word has a sharp heart with the beauty, and he understands the words on the string: "Persuade me to return home early, and the green window people are like flowers." The green windows and the red chamber are beautifully illuminated on the literal screen. The green window people are like flowers, not so much a metaphor for a woman's appearance, but more metaphorically for Shaohua's perishable, as beautiful as a flower, as fragile as a flower.

This is the first of the five autobiographical phrases "Bodhisattva Man", when Wei Zhuang was exiled to Jiangnan, because the war was not extinguished, it was difficult to return, recalling the separation of the past, especially the last two sentences, you can feel his pain and deep apology.

The taste of parting: persuade me to return home early, the green window people are like flowers| read poems on weekends

Ming Wu Wei", "Pipa Beauty Figure"

03

Horses hissed and rained wet in spring

"Wangjiang Grievance"

(Five generations) Niu Yue

The east wind is urgent, and the hand is frequently held when the flower is not spent,

Luo Wei was sad and alone, and the horse was hoarse and wet in the spring.

Leaning on the door, sending a message to Bo Lover, pink incense and tears.

The general love words are all based on the work of lingering and charming, but this farewell word has the magic of the sharp string and the dark rotation of the momentum. The Song Dynasty poet Lu Youzhi was praised as "the remains of the Sheng Tang Dynasty".

"The east wind is urgent", the beginning immediately creates a tense momentum, although it is spring, the east wind is not warm. The perspective of the narrative is the woman's, a "urgent" word, revealing her helplessness and helplessness. Followed by the "frequent hand", a word is written enough to regret the feelings of farewell.

Then it turns faster: "Luo Wei is sad and alone", and each sentence hits the point. People who have experienced parting with their lovers have had a personal feeling, and what is more unbearable than when parting is to return to their home alone after parting, which is a very close experience to death, and the furniture, walls, air, and you in the room are clearly surrounded by death.

"Horse hissing rain and spring wetness", a frightened horse hiss, the residual rain sparse, like his obviously thin love. Tang Xianzu of the Ming Dynasty commented on this sentence, "Loose rain wet spring sorrow", "horse hissing rain spring wet", are all xiu sentences in the "Flower Collection", and the word "wet" is natural.

The Korean poet Gao Yin has a poem called "Whisper", which writes that when the rain stopped, the wet grass said to him: "A long time ago, I was your joy and sorrow / Your life, your song / Your dream". The "spring wet" in niu yao's words is not also the song and dream of the people in the words!

The last "leaning on the door", from the action of leaning on the door, we can see the woman's weakness, and feel that there is a distance between her and Bo Qinglang, as if she has been crushed by the separation, and she can hardly hold on. In addition, there is also the meaning of leaning on the door to look forward to and wait. People's deep emotions, latent psychology, are often revealed through subconscious or unconscious actions.

One of the focuses of creative writing is detail and presentation, where solid details are not described in adjectives, but eloquently presented with movements. Except for the last two sentences, each of the preceding sentences captures the key details and is accurately presented with verbs, which can also be used as a model for writing from the perspective of writing.

The late Qing Dynasty lexicographer Zheng Wenzhuo commented on this word: "The literary feelings are reciprocating, mixed in the scenery." The best words are born of emotion, because of the text of love. The details and presentation, the operating mechanism behind it, is the mutual birth and unity of love and text.

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