Sijun is like a hundred grasses, stirring up chaos and spring birth

My mother was still young, her hair was shiny black and her waist was straight. At that time, it was always just out of the first month, and I had to follow my mother to the wheat field to hoe the ground. My mother walked in front, and I followed behind with a small hoe to the big river behind the village, and I always stopped, the river was very deep, but there was not a drop of water, and the northern river was dry in winter. On the riverbank, the grass sneaked out its head, tentatively, to see if the spring breeze was warm, to see if the raindrops had fallen. I stood at this end, looking at that end, and the little grass buds seemed to be nothing.

Later, I learned a poem from my textbook:

The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the grass color is close but not there.

The most is the benefit of spring of the year, which is better than the smoke and willow full of imperial capital.

- Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring Presents the Water Department Zhang Eighteen Members Outside"

"The grass is close but nothing", yes, this is the feeling I stand on the river every year, from this end to the other, this is my favorite spring look.

"The grass is close but nothing", Spring told me that she was coming. The spring grass that fills the river is tender, and today it is still goose yellow, and tomorrow it has become tender green.

It was only when I grew up that I learned that the green grass, like wisps of bees, was wrapped around spring hatred and sorrow, and also wrapped around lovesickness.

"Drinking Horse Great Wall Cave Tour"

Han · Le Fu poems

Green riverside grass, long thinking about the distance.

The long way is inconceivable, and suede dreamed of it.

Dreaming of being in my side, I suddenly felt that I was in another country.

He was in different counties and did not see each other.

Dry mulberry knows the wind, and the sea knows the cold.

The entrance is each flattering, who is willing to talk to each other.

The guest came from afar and left me a double carp.

Hu'er cooks carp, and there is a ruler book.

Long kneeling to read a plain book, the book is like this.

The upper words add food, and the lower words look like memories.

The grass by the green river is leisurely and ageless. Wildfires burn endlessly, and wind and rain cannot blow down. The grass by the green river stretches to the promontory. The cape road is endless, and the lovesickness is not over. ......

When this song "Green River Grass" sounded in my ears again, the familiar melody hit my heart, and my eyes were filled with tears in an instant, that was my youth!

When "Qiong Yao Opera" was popular all over the country, I was the same age as the grass in "Qingqing RiverSide Grass"; when the children in the countryside were also singing this song, I had grown into a pavilion girl, it was cardamom age, the beginning of love, obsessed with the lingering love in "Qiong Yao Opera".

Many years later, after reading so many ancient poems, I learned that many of Qiong Yao's book titles were taken from ancient poems, and the theme songs after being adapted into TV series were mostly derived from ancient poems. This poem "Grass by the Qingqing River" is derived from the Han Le Fu poem "Drinking Horse Great Wall Cave Line".

"Green riverside grass, thinking about the distance." The long way is inconceivable, and suede dreamed of it. "The green grass along the river stretches continuously, just like I miss the people in the distance. People in the distance do not know where they are, the ends of the world, the mountains and rivers are far away, what is the use of thinking? Only to see him again in my dream last night.

"Dreaming next to me, I suddenly felt that I was in another country." He was in different counties and did not see each other. "In the dream he was right next to me, and suddenly he woke up and found that there was no one around, he was still far away. He is here today, where is tomorrow? With uncertain whereabouts and wandering in all directions, it is impossible to meet each other.

"Dry mulberry knows the wind, and the sea knows the cold." The entrance is each flattering, who is willing to speak for me. "The withered mulberry trees outside the window have fallen off their leaves and know that the wind is blowing, and the sea will feel the cold of the sky even if it is not frozen." People go home to reunite with their loved ones, laughter, warmth, who cares about me?

"The guest came from afar, leaving me a double carp. Hu'er cooks carp, and there is a ruler book. "There were guests coming from afar and gave me double carp. I called on the child to hurry up and open the double carp, which contained the ruler book.

The "double carp" here has always been controversial Mr. Wen Yiduo believes that the "double carp" is a carp-like "letter of books", with two pieces of upper and lower pieces, one bottom and one cover, and two parts of the fish, so it is called "double carp". The "Ruler Book" is a letter written on a silk veil that can be hidden in the belly of a fish.

Some people also believe that the "double carp" is a living carp, derived from the "History of the Chen Shi Family": Chen Sheng stuffed the silk veil with the Danshu "Chen Sheng Wang" into the belly of the fish, and the soldiers bought it to cut open the belly of the fish, found the book, and then spread that "Chen Sheng Wang" was a divine providence. It is to use superstition to encourage people's hearts, and then some people have used this to prove that the "double carp" is a live fish. But for now, Mr. Wen Yiduo's statement is more widely accepted by most people.

"Long kneeling to read a plain book, how is it in the book." The upper words add food, and the lower words look like memories. I respectfully knelt down to open the plain book and read it carefully, what was written in the book? The last sentence told me that in the days of his absence, he wanted me to eat well, and the next sentence said that although we could not be reunited, we should always miss each other until the moment we were together.

This is a "poem of thinking about women", in the tone of a woman who thinks about the expedition in pieces, she thinks of him during the day, dreams of him at night, but she can't see him, until she receives a letter from a distance, she seems to see a little hope of seeing each other, who knows that the letter is not written on the return date, but advises her to eat well, and says that he has been thinking of her in the distance. Day and night lovesickness can not only be written in a foot, a thousand words into a sentence: "The upper words plus food, the lower words are long and reminiscent." ”

"The days go on and on, and this hatred lasts forever." " " Sauvignon Blanc memories, Sauvignon Blanc infinity." "In the past, there was acacia, and now there is lovesickness, and acacia is like grass, and the wildfire cannot burn endlessly, and the wind and rain cannot blow down."

"Green Riverside Grass"

Han · Nineteen ancient poems

Green riverside grass, lush garden in the willow.

Yingying upstairs, Kyaukgyao as a window.

Eun Seol red pink makeup, slim out of the hands.

Once a pro-family woman, now a.

The prodigal son will not return, and the empty bed will be difficult to keep alone.

Qiong Yao "copied" the "Qingqing Riverside Grass, Thinking Of The Long Way", and the Lefu poem "Drinking Horse Great Wall Cave Line" is not original, the original is a "Qingqing Riverside Grass" in the "Nineteen Ancient Poems". Ancient poems are actually lyrics, "Wind" in the Book of Poetry is a folk song from all over the world, and "Ya" and "Ode" are the main melody songs created by musicians in the royal court. The "Book of Poetry" is the lyrics of the pre-Qin, then the "Nineteen Ancient Poems" of the Han Lefu and the Han Dynasty are also the lyrics of the Han Dynasty, and these poems are collectively created by the broad masses of the people and passed on by word of mouth.

One of them sang a sentence, the others thought it was good, but then singing it is not necessarily the same word, such as this sentence "Qingqing Riverside Grass", here is followed by "Willow in the Lush Garden", in the "Drinking Horse Great Wall Cave Line" is followed by "Mian Mian Thinking Far Away". The word "Qingqing" also begins with sentences such as "Aoi in Qingqing Garden" and "Qingqing Ling Shangbai".

This poem is also written by a woman who misses her husband who has traveled far away, and unlike the self-description of "Si Woman" in "Drinking Horse Great Wall Cave Trip", "Qingqing RiverSide Grass" is written in the third person from the perspective of a bystander. The woman in the poem was originally a singer, but now she is married to a human wife, but her husband has become a wanderer who wanders away and never returns. The woman leans alone on the tall building, the shape is only a single shadow, and the bright moon is bright and clean, which adds to the sorrow.

"Green riverside grass, lush garden in the willow." The grass along the river is green, and the willow trees in the garden are lush. When the missing person leaves home, does she fold the willow and give it to her, is it to keep it, or is it a blessing? I guess I can't tell.

"Yingying upstairs woman, Kyaukgyao as a window." Eun Seol red pink makeup, slim out of the hands. "The bright moon is shining brightly, the woman upstairs stands by the window, under the moonlight, the makeup is more and more gorgeous, the red pink face, the delicate and lustrous hands, is so beautiful."

Once a pro-family woman, now a. The prodigal son will not return, and the empty bed will be difficult to keep alone. "She used to be a singer, but now she has become the wife of a wanderer. The wanderer traveled far away, did not return for many years, left her alone in the empty house, how can this difficult loneliness be endured?

The woman in the poem was once a singer, I don't know what kind of opportunity I got to know my current husband, did he have the appearance of Pan An and the talent of Liu Yong? Was she like Du Shiniang or Ju Xian in "Farewell to the Overlord", in order to follow the man she loved, and spent money to redeem herself without hesitation? All she wants is "but ask for one heart, and the white head is not separated"; all she wants is the love of husband and wife, living a life as plain as water and quiet years. She did not know that what she thought was ordinary and simple happiness was the most extraordinary and rare thing in the world.

"From the King's Birth"

Don Lee Kang-sung

Since the king's birth, the strings are blown silently.

Sijun is like a hundred grasses, stirring up chaos and spring birth.

When did Acacia begin? Of course, it began "since the birth of the king". The mountain is a journey, the water is a journey, the wind is more, the snow is more, the king is going to the far side; the spring wind is clinging, the spring grass is green, the gentleman has not been seen, and he is worried. You are not around, and all the beautiful scenery has become a figment.

"Since the king's birth, the strings are blown silently." Ever since you left home, the man who was alone in the empty boudoir was lonely, bored, empty, and depressed, and could no longer be interested in picking a flower to insert into the bottle, and no longer had the heart to play the seven-stringed violin. Zhiyin is not there, who listens to the broken string?

Like "The Emergence of the King" and "Qingqing Riverside Grass", many poets began with this sentence and wrote more than thirty embedded poems, such as Xu Zhao's in the Song Dynasty:

Since the emergence of the king, lazy makeup eyebrows are thick.

The sorrow is like a leak in the house, and the dots do not move.

As Yong Yuzhi of the Tang Dynasty:

Since the emergence of the king, who is the treasure mirror for?

Si Jun was like Long Shui, and he heard a long whimper.

There is also the Southern Dynasty Liang Fanyun's:

Since the emergence of the king, Luo Tent swallowed the autumn sound.

Thinking is like a vine grass, and it is inexhaustible.

The most famous of these is Zhang Jiuling's of the Tang Dynasty:

Since the emergence of the king, there is no longer a wreckage.

Si Jun is like a full moon, and the night is reduced.

"Thinking of the king is like a full moon, and the night is reduced by the light", what a beautiful, what a humorous verse! I remember that I also looked at the full moon outside the window night and night, watching it slim down night after night, thinking of people in the distance, silently chanting: "Thinking of the king is like a full moon, and the night and night are reduced." ”

However, when I read this sentence, "Sijun is like a hundred grasses, stirring up chaos and spring births", my heart was captured at once, and I instantly left "Sijun is like a full moon, and the night and night are reduced by the brightness" behind me. Yes, the grass of spring, with the spring wind and spring rain, whether it is a field ridge or a mountain river, it spreads and grows rapidly without hesitation.

Isn't that what acacia is all about? At the thought of it, it is like a hundred grasses, complicated, chaotic, pulling continuously, stepping on it, wildfires burning inexhaustibly, wind and rain can not blow down, can only let it spread in the bottom of the heart, until it hits the whole body...

Since the emergence of the king, acacia has begun to breed, starting little by little, just like the river in early spring, it is "the grass color is close but there is nothing"; slowly it spreads quietly, like the river in mid-spring, the grass stretches, "stirring up the chaos and spring birth"; and then it grows uncontrollably, even if it withers in winter, it still sprouts again when spring comes again, it is really "wildfires burn endlessly, and the spring wind blows and grows again".

"Away from hate is just like spring grass, farther and farther to live", acacia, the grass has grown, in addition to letting it spread, what can be done?

-Author-

The water and clouds are quiet, idle to read, and I feel that I write articles. I like the Red Chamber, I like poetry, I read carefully, and I write down what I think and feel.