Text/A lake
Tonight the moon is really good, the moon is round and chubby, although it is a winter night, it does not feel cold, like the silver moon, the water is like a ripple, I want to share with people, remembering Su Shi in the "Dongpo Zhilin" in a "Record Chengtian Temple Night Tour":
On the night of October 12, the sixth year of Yuanfeng, he undressed and fell asleep, entered the house at the moonlight, and happily set off. Those who have nothing to do with it, so they go to the Chengtian Temple to look for Zhang Huaimin. Huai Min also did not sleep, and walked in the atrium. Under the garden, such as the water is empty, the algae and the water are crossed, and the shadow of the bamboo cypress is also covered. What night without the moon? Where is there no bamboo cedar? But few idle people are like my two ears.
A short paragraph of beautiful text, like the moonlight, whisked away and returned, for a long time. "How can you miss such a beautiful moonlight?" Mr. Dongpo also thought so, and got up to find his old friend Zhang Huaimin, but coincidentally, Zhang Huaimin also did not sleep in the moonlight, and the moon became the news agency of Su Shi and his friends.
The two walked in the courtyard, the moonlight is like water, the courtyard is like a pond filled with clear water, pine cypress, bamboo shadows overlap and sway, as if the water and grass in the pool float, "algae in the water, crossed each other", at this time the east slope and friends are not free fish in the water? This strange imagination is Dongpo style, and the fun of reliving Mr. Dongpo's diving in the water and moonlight is quietly diffused.
Tonight the moon is really good, the soft light has become thick, and everything has become gentle. The poet Du Fu also wrote a poem "Full Moon" on such a moonlit night:
When the lonely moon is full, the cold river moves at night.
Wei Bojin is uncertain, and he is more than dependent.
There is no shortage of empty mountains, high hangings are rare.
The old garden is pine and guifa, and the total brightness of the thousands of miles is clear.
On the night of the full moon, Du Fu stood in the moonlight, his eyes followed the moonlight, from the sky when the moon was in the sky, to the moon on the ground, from the golden wave on the river, to the moon shadow flickering on the door, turning into the house, the moonlight shone softly and quietly on the bed mat, and then moved to the outside, over the mountains, looking up at the starry sky, reading the hometown thousands of miles away, all of which were bathed together under the same moonlight, and the poet borrowed this beautiful moonlight to send a deep and soft thought to the far side.
The person who reads the poem follows the poet's perspective, from top to bottom, from near and far, and as far as the moonlight is, how far the affection is. Suddenly, I feel that all the separations, so far and so close, reached by the moonlight, where the love is, under the grand moonlight of "all the miles and clear light", there are no more strangers, we are all the ancestors of the moon, just like the haiku of Matsuo Basho:
Tonight the bright moon -/ As long as qingcheng / Stay is the capital.
The moonlight is clear and peaceful, making people quiet and at ease, Baiju Yi Shiyun "The heart is home, the hometown he alone is in Chang'an", which is also the meaning of this layer. Lang Lang's clear night, a round of bright moon, is the hometown.
Under the moonlight, you and I are all guests, you and I are all deceased, how can the old friend of the moon lack Li Bai, Li Bai's moon is like a shadow, he raises a glass to invite the bright moon, drinks with the shadow, dances with the moon, and talks with the moon:
"Ask the Wine to the Moon"
When does the moon come to the blue sky? I'll stop the cup and ask about it today.
People climb the moon and cannot get it, but the moon walks with people.
It was like a flying mirror approaching Dan Que, and the green smoke was extinguished.
But seeing that the night came from the sea, Ning knew that xiang yun was not there.
White rabbit pounding medicine autumn and spring, Chang'e lonely perched with whom neighbors?
Today's people do not see the ancient time and month, but this month once looked at the ancients.
If the ancients and today's people flowed water, they all looked at the bright moon together.
May the moonlight shine on the golden bottle when the song is against the wine.
Ask the wine to the moon, the moon does not speak, ancient and modern with this bright moon wheel, Li Bai's question, Zhang Ruoxuan also meditated on the sky in "Spring River Flower Moon Night":
Jiang Tian was free of fibrous dust, and the lonely moon wheel was in the sky.
Who first saw the moon on the riverbank? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year?
Life is infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.
Zhang Ruoxuan's slight sorrow is the same as Liu Xiyi's worries that "the flowers are similar to each year, and the years are different". Poets feel the infinity of the universe, the eternity of time, and how small people are in it, so Li Bai is only willing to be a song to wine, drink all the moonlight in the golden bottle; Zhang Ruoxu returns to the moon to leave, only "At this time, we don't hear each other, and I wish to shine on the king month by month."
Dongpo, who followed the moon, said, "What night without the moon?" Where is there no bamboo cedar? But few idle people are like my two ears. The idle person who can discover this daily "useless beauty" is an "idle person" who is not interested in fame and fortune and treats life calmly, and an "idle person" who is willing to accept nature. The hustle and bustle of the day is washed clean under the moon, and the poet stretches freely in the clear moonlight of the moon and the heart.
There are thousands of poems under the moon, belonging to idle people, but also belonging to lovers, the moon is so beautiful, the most suitable for the "Moonrise" of the poetry:
The moon rises brightly, and the people are good.
Shu Miao, tired and quiet.
The moonrise is bright, and the people are stubborn.
Shu Shu was embarrassed and worried.
The moonrise shines brightly, and the people are burning.
Shu Yao Shao was miserable.
This singing and sighing, lingering with the moonlight, is like a flowing moon river. Refer to the vernacular translation in Luo Yuming's "Appreciation Dictionary of Pre-Qin Poetry":
How bright the moon came out, how beautiful the beauty was. The lightness of my steps makes me think and worry.
How white the moon came out, and the beauty was really good. The soothing posture makes me miss and worry.
The moon shines brightly, and the beauty is really beautiful. The graceful posture makes me think and be irritable.
This is a textbook standardized interpretation, normative, aesthetic. I tried to paraphrase it into the look of a folk song:
The moon came out brightly, the bright moonlight, the beautiful girl, the delicate shadow, let me miss the intestines.
The moon comes out bright and bright, the pure moonlight ah, illuminate the charming girl. The elegant and light shadow makes me happy and worried.
The moon came out brightly, the bright moonlight, the delicate girl, the delicate and graceful shadow, made my heart flutter.
Under the ancient moon, an ancient song, love and the moon together throughout the ancient and modern, the same round of the moon, as if repeating the same song:
"You are such a woman, let me rejoice and make me worry..."
"The moon came out bright and bright, bright and bright, remembering my brother in the mountains..."
Beautiful melody, beautiful love, heaven on earth, the moon listens quietly, missing the circle, year after year.
Tonight the moon is so beautiful, like an old love song. Remembering the Japanese writer Natsume Soseki, legend has it that when he was giving English lessons to students, there was a short article that asked to translate the dialogue between the hero and heroine when they walked under the moon, and the male protagonist couldn't help but say to the heroine in the moonlight: "I love you", the students directly translated as "I love you", Natsume Soseki said, so it lacks the charm of the orientals, translated as "Tonight the moon is so beautiful", it is enough, implying a lot of sweet and beautiful careful thoughts, more aftertaste. Later, "the moon is really beautiful" instead of "I love you" became a classic Japanese confession, and because of the blessing of the moonlight, it became the most beautiful love sentence.
Tonight the moon is so beautiful, because there are you together.
The moon is silent, but there is endless comfort, the moonlight is like water and water, time and space are fused here, a thousand rivers have a bright moon, and all things are clear and bright.
-Author-
A lake, a simple woman who loves poetry.