The closer the year is, the stronger the longing for home, and returning home for the New Year is the most simple happiness that Chinese have pursued for thousands of years! For us today, we only need a ticket to go home; but for the ancients, going home requires a journey of mountains and rivers, a rough journey, and even more decades of not being able to go home.
Hidden in ancient poetry<回家>
"Appeal to the Heart"
Song Wan Qian yong
A whip Qing Xiaoxi returned home, hangover sleepy Liu Xia.
At night, there is a light rain and a new rain, and the double swallow dances in the wind.
The mountains are endless, the water is endless, and the credit is in sight.
Send the taste of spring, read the distant feelings, and pay the Yang flowers.
In the early morning, the lyricist whipped the horse and set out on the way home. Last night, because he was happy, he drank the wine bitterly and indulged in it all night. Until this morning, he was still slightly drunk. The light rain is clear, the scenery is pleasant, there are double swallows flying around in the air, surrounded by continuous peaks and endless spring water. Although it is still far from home, when I think of the warmth of home, the mood of the writer becomes open: let me share the bitter taste of sending spring and the miserable feelings of worrying about my relatives to Yang Hua!
Song Wu Ji
The night cold thatch shop does not sleep, and the remnant moon shines on the whip.
When the yellow flowers drizzle, urge the ferry boat.
Gulls are like snow, water is like the sky, reminiscing about that year.
When I get home, I should be childish and pull my clothes, laughing at me.
Thinking of going home tomorrow morning, the lyricist still has not slept all night. The more he was on the way home, the more excited and homesickness became, how could he sleep? Finally, in the early morning, he set off against the remnant moon, walking and chanting. I feel that "yellow flowers" and "drizzle" are urging themselves to go home quickly. Along the way, the scenery is very beautiful, the gulls are as white as snow, and the blue water is picturesque. The writer imagines the scene when he arrives home: a child holding his clothes and laughing at his white hair.
"Climbing Yueyang Tower Wangjun Mountain in the Rain"
Northern Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian
Cast a thousand dead mane spots,
Born Qu Tang
Before I arrived at Jiangnan, I smiled,
Yueyang upstairs to Junshan.
Huang Tingjian had been demoted to Sichuan for six years, and by the time he was released, he was 57 years old. During the period of his debasement, he was old and frail, and he was in a harsh environment, and he thought that his life would soon be over, and who knew that he would leave Sichuan alive. After the rebirth, the poet naturally couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he was even more ecstatic at the thought of being able to return to the roots. On the way to his hometown of Fenning (present-day Xiushui, Jiangxi), he passed yueyang, at this time, he was still far away from his hometown, but the poet's joy had long been unstoppable, and although it was raining, he excitedly climbed the Yueyang Tower, wanting to see the beauty of Dongting Lake.
One of the "Three Songs of Qiang Village"
Don Du Fu
Zheng Rong red clouds west, the sun at the foot of the flat ground.
The birds of the wood gate are noisy, and the return guests are thousands of miles away.
My wife and children blamed me for being there, and I was shocked to wipe my tears.
The world is in turmoil, and the survival is accidental!
Neighbors filled the wall, sighing and sighing.
The night is more candle-like, relatively like a dream.
Due to the chaos of the war, relatives were isolated from each other, and each other's life and death were unknown. The poet Du Fu went through all kinds of hardships and dangers, and finally arrived at home at dusk. When the wife saw the poet suddenly appear, she could not help but be suspicious, and did not react for a moment, but just stupidly stunned. When the mood calmed down, he believed it was true, and he cried with joy.
"Crossing the Han River"
Don Song asked
Lingwai pronunciation book breaks, through winter and spring.
The nostalgia is more timid, and I dare not ask the people who come.
Exiled lingnan cut off communication with his relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new spring. The closer I got to my hometown, the more timid I became, and I didn't dare to inquire about the people who came from home. The feelings expressed in this poem are a special psychological state that most people who have lived in a foreign country for a long time and have no news from home for a long time will have when they travel to their hometowns.
"Homecoming Doll Book"
Don He Zhizhang
The little one left home and the old man returned,
The country tone has not changed the sideburns.
Children don't know each other,
Laugh and ask where the guests come from.
During the Tianbao period, Li Linfu had exclusive power, and He Zhizhang requested to become a Taoist monk. In the third year of Tianbao (744), when he was eighty-six years old, he finally got permission from the emperor to return to his hometown and returned to his hometown of Yuezhou Yongxing, which had been separated for more than fifty years, and lived in seclusion on the shore of Jinghu Lake.
"No change in the sound of the hometown" is not only the brand that the hometown has laid on the poet that can never be erased, but also the medium for the poet to get close to the children in the hometown, so it is precious; "sideburns" was the inevitable result of decades of eunuch travel away from home, fortunately, the leaves fell back to the roots, and in the twilight years of white hair, they finally returned to the hometown of the morning and the twilight, so they felt lucky.
"Fifteen Marches"
Two Han Anon
Fifteen conscription, eighty return.
Dao Fengxiang: "Who is there in the family?" ”
"From a distance, it is a king's family, and the pine and cypress tombs are full of piles."
Rabbits enter from the dog sinuses, and pheasants fly from beams.
Courtyard Iku tabitani, Inoue Iku tabi Aoi.
The valley is kept as rice, and the sunflower is used as a soup.
The soup rice is cooked for a while, and I don't know who it is.
I went out to look east, and tears stained my clothes.
"Fifteen Conscription" is a narrative poem depicting the tragic scene of a veteran who returned from the army at the age of fifteen and returned from the army until the age of eighty, exposing the damage to human nature caused by the unreasonable military service system in feudal society, and reflecting the unfairness and suffering of the working people under the dark military service system at that time.
Hidden in ancient poetry<春节>
《Take New Year's Day》
Don Meng Haoran
Last night the fight returned to the north, and this year the year began to the east.
I am strong in my old age, and I am still worried about the farmer.
Kuruno is the father of the cultivator, and the hoe follows the shepherd boy.
Tian Jia occupies the climate, and it is said that this year is abundant.
Last night the Handle of the Big Dipper turned to the East, and this morning a new year begins again. I am forty years old this year, and although I have no official position, I am still worried about the people. Approaching farmers who work in fields full of mulberry trees, carrying hoes and shepherd boys to work together. Farmers speculate on this year's natural climate and say that this year is a harvest year.
《New Year's Day》
Song Wang Anshi
The sound of firecrackers in the one-year-old except,
The spring breeze sends warmth into Tu Su.
Thousands of doors and thousands of households,
Always swap the new peach for the old charm.
The old year has passed in the sound of firecrackers, and the warm spring breeze is greeted with a cheerful drink of Tusu wine. The rising sun shines on thousands of households, all taking off the old peach charm and replacing it with a new peach charm.
"The Year's Eve Meeting Lecheng Zhang Shaofu House"
The family is good, and they know each other seamlessly.
Continued To draw candles, keep the age and receive a long feast.
The old song plum blossom sings, and the new Zhengbai wine is passed on.
Guests are happy everywhere, and they don't see the years.
For a long time, the relationship between the two families has been very good, and they know each other intimately. After dark, the red candles depicted were lit, and the feast of the guardians was lined up, and friends and friends sat second. During the banquet, the singers sang the old song of "Plum Blossom", and everyone drank the newly steamed cypress wine, pushed the cups to change the cups, and occasionally there was a game of drinking orders. The author is now wandering around and having fun, and year after year has passed.
"Bye Bye"
Ming Wen Zhengming
Do not ask to meet but to understand,
The famous paper is full of us.
I also throw a few pieces of paper with people,
The world is not too simple.
I didn't ask to meet but just wanted to greet me through prayer stickers, so my house was full of all kinds of expensive stickers in the morning. I also follow the trend to send prayer stickers to others, and people will only dislike simplicity, not for this is actually an empty etiquette.
"Snow At Night"
Song Lu you
The north wind blows snow four more beginnings,
Jia Rui Tianjiao and the year.
Half a lamp tu Su Yu did not lift,
In front of the lamp, the small grass writes peach symbols.
At the beginning of the fourth day, the north wind brought a heavy snow, and the snow that God gave us came on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, indicating a good harvest for the coming year. Before the wine glass filled with half a cup of Tu Su wine could be lifted to celebrate the New Year, I rushed to write the peach symbol for the spring in cursive font on the light.
"Except for the Night"
Song Dynasty Dai Retro
Sweep away the huts and clean the dust, and worship the nine clouds with incense.
All things greet the spring and send the remnants of wax, and the end of the year is this evening.
The raw pot of fire roared bamboo, and the shou nian opened to listen to the pepper.
The wild visitors foresaw that the agricultural affairs were good, and the snow had not completely disappeared in the three winters.
Clean the house, wash away the dust of the past, burn a pillar of incense, and worship the heavens and the earth. Everything in the world is saying goodbye to the cruel winter and welcoming the arrival of the new spring. After tonight, the year is over. The fire in the brazier was burning vigorously, and the sound of firecrackers was incessant. Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, I heard the sound of everyone toasting to the elders with pepper and cypress wine. Farmers already knew in advance that next year would be a bumper harvest year, because the snow in winter had not yet melted.
The Spring Festival is not only a cultural and spiritual inheritance, but also an important moment for families to share joy. Here's wishing every wanderer who is struggling outside, a safe and smooth journey, and a happy reunion home.
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