Four seasons a year, three o'clock in each season. Spring equinox Mengchun, mid-spring, seasonal spring. Looking at the calendar, tomorrow is the season of stinging, the time of mid-spring, and the most poetic season. At this time, the spring rain should fall from time to time, the spring thunder should sound, and everything is full of vitality.
There are many poems describing the stinging festival, and the Eastern Jin Dynasty scholar Tao Yuanming once wrote a poem "Mid-Spring Rain", which describes the climate and wind of the stinging festival, and its poem is:
When the rain falls in mid-spring, the thunder begins in the east corner.
The stings are terrified, and the grass and trees are stretched.
The "遘" in the title, pronounced ɡòu, means to meet and meet. In mid-spring february, there was a timely spring rain. The first spring thunder, like the breaking of dawn, sounded from the east, and spring really returned.
The insects that dormant in winter are awakened by spring thunder and are about to recover, and the so-called "spring thunder startles hundred insects" is like this. The flowers and trees that have been stained with spring rain are like waking up at night, and the branches and leaves begin to stretch out.
Flying new swallows, both into my room.
The first nest is still there, and the phase will return to the old residence.
The next step is to describe the scene when the swallow returns. A pair of spring swallows flew under the eaves of their old masters, which was their former home, and today they fly back to the old nest, which shows how attached they are to the old nest.
The swallow's recognition of the old nest deeply touched the poet's heart, and the swallow is still like this, and people should be even more so. However, sometimes, people are not as good as swallows, and it is easy for people to like the new and dislike the old, not to remember the original heart, not to remember the past.
Since coming separately, the courtyard has been deserted day by day.
My heart is hard, what is the king's feelings?
Next, the poet asked Swallow, seemingly childlikely, "Since the separation, the front of my house has been deserted day by day, and my heart is so unwavering, I don't know what your mood is?" ”
This is the funny dialogue between Tao Yuanming and the swallow, the scene is vivid and lively, full of fun, but when we taste it carefully, it makes us feel Tao Yuanming's firm belief in not forgetting his original heart and living in seclusion.
There are countless literati inkers in the world, Tao Yuanming is one of the literati that the author admires the most, he has the world in his heart but does not seek fame. For the sake of the pure land in his heart, he did not bend his waist for five buckets of rice, and was willing to give up his meritorious name and become a cloth cloth, although he was poor, he was also comfortable.
Tao Yuanming is frustrated in his career and poor in life, but his life is complete and successful, because he is living in the way he likes. It is conceivable that if you can spend the rest of your life with flowers and plants, entertain yourself with tea books, and be simple and calm, it is also a good choice.