People are very strange creatures, people will have all kinds of activities, you can hardly say whether people are pragmatic or retreat.
People are busy all their lives, but for the sake of five buckets of rice and sound and color dogs and horses, it can be said that it is pragmatic.
But these eating and drinking Lasa are also for spiritual satisfaction, so it can also be said to be a retreat.
Mr. Zhang Zhongxing has a book "Poetry Reading and Writing Series" (2005.04. Zhonghua Bookstore). Put forward a unique concept of the three realms experienced in life: reality, dreams, and poetry.
Reality is the external reality in which you and I live, the cold material world. It is real and not subject to our will.
Dreams, which appear in nocturnal dreams, also include daydreams, trances, illusory ethereal. It is void, and when it wakes up it is empty.
The situation in which we live is nothing more than waking and falling asleep, in reality and dreams, from birth to death.
The final poetic context is somewhat peculiar, and one can create it as one pleases.
Neither reality nor dreams can be controlled, but in the poetic realm, you can pour blocks in your heart, turn the boring and cold reality into nothing, and turn the warm and suitable mood into existence. Take a new level of life.
Many people, like me, have a strong interest in classical Chinese poetry, but only stop at the level of Ye Gonghaolong to see the hilarity.
Understand the three realms of life, and then recall those chapters in the books and classics, or taste your own life, you will have some feelings of looking at the doorway.
Reading Li Bai's "Night Po Niuzhu Huaigu", "Yu can also chant, Si people can't hear", I was moved by a mess.
There seems to be a hero of the end in front of him, when the pursuit of life is devastating, no one can bring appreciation, only to drink and sing, drunk and relieved. Others only saw his heroism, but did not understand the misery in his heart.
For example, from a young age, I will recite "spring sleep without knowing, smelling birds everywhere." "Whenever I work overtime, I always envy Meng Haoran who sleeps until he wakes up naturally.
But he was not only awakened naturally, but also awakened by the cheerful birds. Wake up without asking the sky, the first time I think of his flowers and plants, should not be spoiled by last night's wind and rain... Too good at Versailles, this leisurely and idyllic, how fascinating.
Carefully play with the poetic realms created by these poets from their realities and dreams, and understand why they have been able to stir people's souls for thousands of years.
The poetic realm is presented by the clever hand arrangement, how can the boring reality and the nihilistic dream be compared. Unfortunately, ordinary people live only in reality and dreams.
These poems of the sun and moon are just the reader's appreciation of other people's lives as outsiders, and I want to draw my own poetry. Occasionally, I also make up a few words of peace and self-pleasure. I hope that in addition to reality and dreams, I can leave an additional poetic realm and let the soul settle in it.
