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- "The Long Hate Song"
Bai Juyi's "Long Hate Song" and "Pipa Line" are all fine works and worth reading carefully. Indeed, it is embellished with jade beads, and the splendid embroidery is remarkable. After reading it, people have a kind of excitement, the afterglow is around the beam, and the three days do not disperse. No wonder Emperor Li Chen sighed after Bai Juyi's death and wrote poems to mourn:
Sixty years of jade beads,
Who taught the underworld to write poetry.
The boy dissolves the long hate song,
Hu Er can sing the pipa line.
The article is full of people's ears,
At one point, I was confused.
People are like bai juyi who floating clouds and poetry like immortals, living everywhere in the word Lotte, poetry and virtue overflowing the world, children can chant long hate songs, and Hu people can sing pipa lines. The poetry is familiar like the wind around you, and everyone can't help but think of the catchy "Grass" that was recited from childhood.
Away from the grass on the original, one year old and one withered away.
Wildfires burn endlessly, and spring winds blow again.
"Long Hate Song" is a love story written by Tang Xuanzong Li Longji and one of the four beauties, Yang Yuhuan. When writing love, it is lingering, and when it is lyrical, it is endless. "Long Hate Song" is based on history, not limited to history, but through the historical background, from which a gentle and moving story is metamorphosed. Everyone knows that Yang Yuhuan was once Li Mao's concubine and the daughter-in-law of Tang Xuanzong, but in the poet's pen:
The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is raised in the deep boudoir.
Natural beauty is difficult to give up, and once chosen on the side of the king.
Those popular verses:
Looking back at a smile, the six palaces are colorless.
Needless to say, let's look at:
The waiter lifted up the delicate and weak, and it was the time of the new cheng enze.
Cloud sideburns and golden steps shake. Hibiscus tent warms up for spring supper.
When you read the words "delicate and weak, wash gelatin, cloud sideburns, cheng enze, and spend spring supper", is it as if you have traveled through ancient and modern times, there is a woman with eyebrows like early spring, her face is like March, and she hides the style of the moon, the woman comes from the side of Huaqing Pond, slim waist Yuanna, shy and slight, is the bee butterfly flying can also seduce the bee crazy butterfly chaos, not to mention the seven passions and six desires of the people. The beauty of Yang Yuhuan is breathtaking, beyond ancient and modern, so the tragic love story of Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei began.
And then later
There are three thousand harem beauties, and three thousand pets are in one.
The golden house is dressed up as a pampering night, and the jade house feasts on drunkenness and spring.
It is very logical to read and easy to understand.
The spring supper rises for a short day, and the king does not go to the throne from now on.
However, love in the world is always good and not long.
The smoke and dust of the Nine-Fold City rises, and thousands of people ride southwest.
The Sixth Army did not feel helpless, like a moth to die before the horse.
In the rebellion of the capital, even the Yulin Army refused to cooperate with the advance, demanding the death of Yang Guifei, and the king had no choice but to kill Yang Yuhuan under the slope of Ma Song.
The king hid his face and could not save it, and looked back at the blood and tears and the flow.
The emperor could not hide his face and wept when he wanted to save him, and when he looked back and saw the scene of the tragic death of the noble concubine, the blood and tears in his heart could not stop flowing.
The water of the Shu River is green and the mountains are green, and the Holy Lord is in the twilight of the Dynasty.
The mountains and rivers of Shudi are beautiful, the king has no heart to appreciate, and the heart that misses the jade ring is towards the twilight, and the lovesickness is infinite.
The palace saw the sad color of the moon, and the night rain heard the sound of bell intestines breaking.
Even at night, when I see the moonlight, I am sad, and when I hear the bell, I break my intestines.
The heavenly spiral day turned back to the dragon's car, and at this point he hesitated and could not go.
In the mud under the slope of Ma Song, there was no place for Yuyan to die.
The situation has improved and revisited, passing by Ma Songpo to see things and think of people, it is even more impossible to dispel the pain of lovesickness, the beauty of the face is no longer seen, only the grave lies in the mountain.
Hibiscus is like a willow eyebrow, how not to cry about it.
Thinking of the jade ring hibiscus-like face, willow-like bent eyebrows, looking back and gazing, affectionate style, how can it not make people cry sadly.
The poet is full of pen and ink scenes, and from all angles, he writes about the bits and pieces of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji's thoughts about Yang Yuhuan. From the bright spring to the depressed autumn:
Spring wind peach willow blossoms at night, autumn rain autumn leaves fall.
Spring is coming, the flowers are red and willows are green and have no intention of watching, and the autumn raindrops fall on the tung leaves, as if they hit the heart of the king, which is not very sad and lonely.
Xi Dian Ying Fei thought quietly, and the lone lamp was not yet asleep.
The bell and drum are long in the first long night, and the Geng Geng Galaxy wants to dawn the sky.
From the twilight to the white morning, the lone lamp oil is difficult to sleep, the bells and drums are long for a long night, until the galaxy is white or sleepy, and the cold emerald is slept with the king? Yuhuan, yin and yang have been separated for a year, why are you so cruel, that is, you are satisfied when you meet in your dreams!
After years of life and death, the soul has never come to sleep.
We can't help but sigh, what kind of an outstanding woman is Yang Yuhuan? In order to make an emperor with three thousand harem beauties from then on, the six palaces pink and colorless, only inscribed in one person. From this point of view, we can imagine that Yang Yuhuan is not a woman who pleases men by her beauty alone, she must be a woman who combines beauty, talent, wisdom, and truth. There is no shortage of talented women's harems, but the talented and beautiful women are really clean and alive, and there is probably no woman's harem without heart and tricks, and the pure and frank life is even more scarce for women who can see the background of the soul at a glance.
She also has a pursuit, not a financial status, not a competition for favors, her pursuit of transcendence, is the kind of spiritual and artistic enjoyment. It is the kind of pure literary and artistic young woman, she likes to play and sing, and Li Longjiding likes to compose songs and fill in the lyrics, play drums, such a love hobby makes them feel relaxed and happy to get along, the piano and the song, the joy of fish and water. In this way, it is not surprising that they left behind the "Neon Dress Feather Song" that has been recited through the ages.
Yang Yuhuan died, as if her spiritual soul was not dead, and in a certain corner of the bustling palace, sometimes her pulse was full of emotion, sometimes she sighed softly, and she had been living in Tang Xuanzong's heart in the form of a bystander. Therefore, there are many bizarre stories in the human world that the body is dead, the soul is not dead, and the earth is moving.
"Long Hate Song" is a quintessential work that comes from life and is higher than life.
Because the woman that Tang Xuanzong loved was irreplaceable to anyone, it was difficult to give up, and it touched a Taoist monk, who was said to be able to summon the soul of a noble concubine with sincerity and relieve the pain of Xuanzong's thoughts. However, Tengyun rode the fog, ascended to heaven and earth, and looked for a noble concubine who did not see any trace of her.
Xuanzong loved and hated, his heart was disheartened, and coupled with the twilight years, it was like living like a year!
I overheard that there were immortal mountains on the sea, and the mountains were in the void.
The pavilion is exquisitely cloudy, and there are about many fairies in it.
One of the characters is too real, and the appearance of the snow skin is uneven.
Suddenly, one day I heard that on the Sea Fairy Mountain, the gorgeous and exquisite pavilion was lifted up by the colorful clouds, and there were countless light and feminine fairies inside. One of them has a character that is too real, and the jade looks like Yang Yuhuan.
Hearing the Dao Han family's Heavenly Son, jiuhua's tent was terrified.
Tai Zhen heard that the emissary sent by the king had arrived, and woke up from the richly embroidered tent.
The following verse is Bai Juyi's description of Yang Yuhuan's mood and expression when he heard that the king's messenger had arrived, desperately and eagerly wanting to see the messenger, these classic verses are perfect and amazing to read.
The clothes pushed the pillow up and wandered, and the beaded foil silver screen opened.
The sideburns are half new to sleep, and the corolla is not neatly down.
The wind blows the fairy song fluttering, like a neon feather dance.
Reading these verses, experience the words used just right, let people really see a person waking up from sleep, pulling clothes and pushing pillows, cloud sideburns halfway, too late to dress up, hurrying, gentle fairy wind blowing the sleeves gently fluttering, it is suspected that the noble concubine was dancing "Neon Dress Feather Song".
Yu Rong's lonely tears dried up, and the pear blossoms brought rain in spring.
The messenger fixed his eyes on it, just like the fangrong in those days, but his face was lonely and sad, just like the pear blossoms with rain and poignant and moving.
Gaze at the king with affection, and the sound of one voice is two vague.
The Zhaoyang Palace is full of love, and the sun and moon in the Penglai Palace are long.
Excited, a little undressed to see the messenger, looking at it and not daring to look closely, so shy and shy staring, the money and worship, deeply grateful for the king's grace. The news of Ma Songpo's long farewell was vague, the marriage in the Zhaoyang Palace had long been cut off, and the lonely sun and moon in the Penglai Palace had just begun...
However, the old things will be affectionate, and the alloy will be sent.
Gold is divided into tin. But it makes the heart like a golden tungsten.
Only the old things of that year can express my affection, and may our hearts in love be as loyal and hard as the golden treasure, and the gold noodles and the king will each keep half.
Parting courtesy resends the message, and there is an oath in the word.
On the seventh day of July, the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispered in the middle of the night.
In heaven wish to be compared to a winged bird, in the earth wish to be a branch.
The days go on and on, and this hatred lasts forever.
When parting, he repeatedly instructed the messengers to send the king's thoughts, and those affectionate vows were only known to the king and me, and our hearts, our souls, and the heavens and the earth were difficult to block. We can also, as we did in those days, on the seventh day of July, when no one is there, and we can swear a sea oath in front of the Hall of Eternal Life.
The poem is written in the end and becomes a poignant love story, from the original Han King being a womanizer to an irreplaceable love. What people feel is the real emotion in human nature, and Yuhuan is also moved by the king's infatuation, forgives the king, and understands the cruel choice that the king is forced to make by the situation. Die for the one you love, and die without regrets. If there is an afterlife or willing to associate with the king, it is better to fly than the wing.
In ancient times, delusional emotions were heaven and earth, and foolishness meant stupidity and stupidity. However, when used in feelings, it is the luck of a lifetime to meet people who are single-minded and obsessed with love.
In his later years, Tang Xuanzong wrote a poem on oil, which truly reproduced the lonely life of being bored and unable to pin down:
Carved wood with silk as the old man, chicken skin crane hair and true with the same.
It is as if it were a dream in life.
Anyone can read helplessness and desolation from his words, he carved guilt and regret on the puppet one by one, he hid the wisps of thought and truth in the hair of the crane, every day he raised his spirit to make the puppet whisker dance, and in the trance he saw the beautiful jade ring dancing for him in the "Neon Dress Feather Song", and when he was tired and tired, he suddenly returned to the boring and cold of reality, and lamented that life was just like a dream. The desolation of old age is the helplessness after waking up from a dream. His feelings were not the feelings of everyone in our world. However, the precious thing about life is that we know that life is a dream, but everyone is unswervingly moving forward for the dream, moving forward...
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