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Seven poems of late spring acacia poems to read: the spring water of the East Lake is blue, and the acacia moon is full of boats in the night

Seven songs of late spring acacia: Spring water fertility in March, deep spring water in acacia

Water is the most changing and flowing substance, and everything in heaven and earth is without water. In ancient poetry and literature, water mostly refers to rivers and lakes, which are seen as flowing liquid water.

They come from high mountains and deep valleys, pooling rain and snow, forming flowing water streams or relatively static lakes.

But water does not flow forever, for example, in autumn the river will dry up, winter will freeze, and at this time the trees will dry up and the vitality will wither.

Flowing water appears only in the spring, when the rivers thaw, and the spring water, which is the most crystalline and full in late spring, often has a different green color than other seasons. This is because:

One: The snow-capped mountains thaw, bringing a large amount of flowing water in the middle and lower reaches.

Second: The warm and humid air flow on the ocean brings abundant rainfall and makes the rivers and lakes full.

Three: at this time warm and wet, not only the waterside of a variety of trees sprouted into a vigorous green state, a large number of animals and plants in the water also began to grow, the water oxygen fertilizer increased, green plants and aquatic grass growth, the formation of water body appears different green.

And the ancient people used water to live, the ancients lived by the water and grass, carved large wood as boats, fishing and hunting, and material exchange with the outside world, water represents vitality, prosperity, and endless life.

The ancient Shangwei Festival is in the late spring and March, one is to pray for good rain in the sky, the river is full of water to protect the agricultural harvest, and the other is to use the flowing water to cleanse the body, eliminate diseases, and bless health.

So the ancient Chinese loved water and loved water. It is believed that the water under the heavens flows down from the Milky Way in the sky through the place close to the heavens, and all the waters return to the sea, and the end of the sea will return to the heavens, and so on.

Then the source of water and thoughts also lies in this. Because when your family and friends leave by boat, you always believe they will return. And the cycle of water in heaven and earth also gives thoughts a good sustenance, because thoughts are like the flowing water, which can carry you and carry you back.

Although the ancients did not know that the earth was round, and people could return to the starting point through a circle of the equator, the ancients believed that the cycle of water was round, and as long as they sat on the boat, they would return sooner or later.

So the most abundant spring water in late spring is filled with intense acacia. Because of acacia, the feeling of acacia is as endless as water.

"If you want to sing Xuanyun song, know who is the sound of the sound."

Picking love for the future, Linchi painting spring water. "Don · Chen Tao's "Some Thoughts (A Work of Sauvignon Blanc)"

I stood on a high hill and wanted to sing about the white clouds flying in the sky. I just don't know if others can hear my singing.

Of course, this confidant is her lover

The transmission of sound is time-sensitive, such as what you say, you can't hear it clearly from five meters away, singing on the highest mountain, the song is difficult to reach a few miles away.

Then the most realistic way was chosen.

Picking tea on the high mountain in the spring, the lonely song echoes in the valley, I have full of affection, singing can not be expressed, just stand at the edge of the pool in the mountain, will love and wishes, to the flowing water. Maybe at this moment she cast the most beautiful wildflowers in the mountains. Either her lover is downstream, or she believes in a sense of love, a spiritual expression of flowing water.

Coincidentally, the palace women of the Tang Dynasty wrote poems on leaves and put them into the river to drift. Although she did this in the autumn and had nothing to do with the spring water, there was one thing in common, because she believed in the spirituality and circulation of flowing water.

The spring water is so crystalline and full, and it flows freely, and the spring acacia is so crystalline and deep.

"Gathering and scattering in a hurry is not accidental.

Three years through the Chu mountains and rivers.

But will drink bitterly to reward the wind and moon, do not put away from the song into the orchestra.

Green belt, point green money.

The spring water of East Lake is blue.

The Ming Dynasty let me go back to the east, and the acacia moon was full of ships in the night. Southern Song Dynasty · Xin abandoned the disease partridge heaven One of them left YuZhang bei Sima Hanzhang grand prison

The 38-year-old Hassan has been working as a local transport envoy in Hubei and other places in Hunan for many years. His life is very peculiar, at the age of 21, he broke through the border defenses of the Jin Dynasty and defected to the Southern Song Dynasty, originally wanting to be the advance army to recover the Northern Song Dynasty and return to his hometown, as a result, he was trapped in the Southern Song Dynasty all his life.

I have not been able to see my parents and relatives in my hometown for decades. Because he had the most severed isolation, Xin abandoned the disease and valued his friends and attached himself to them. For example, this colleague who accompanied him for three years, got along day and night, worked and lived together.

I know that life is gathered and scattered in a hurry, but in the past three years, you and I have traveled together through the great rivers and mountains of Chudi.

In the face of parting, we drink bitterly, and do not listen to those farewell songs, obscure.

Come and see the beauty of this late spring lake and mountains, the lake water is like a green streamer, haunting the mountain village, the lake water is a little bit of green lotus leaves, at this time stretched like money.

After I leave, you will definitely miss me here, and you will be in the moonlight like snow, the lake surface of the dark night, let the thoughts linger like moonlight like spring water.

Xin abandoned the disease and took a chance, saying that he left by himself, and others would think of him.

But this poem is precisely the depth of unrestrainedness.

Because only Xin renounced his illness, he was well versed in the most bitter separation and loneliness in the world. For the rest of his life after the age of 21, whenever there was water and no need for a bright moon, it was his most penetrating lovesickness.

He and his family, Jun is in the north of the Yangtze River, I am in the south of the Yangtze River, the same water under the world, it is difficult to see each other like water, how many bright moons are full of lonely boats.

"Spring grass in February, water and fertilizer in spring in March."

Willow swings on the island, and hu butterflies fly in groups.

Where the beauty goes, looking through the smoke.

Passing over the royal city, the tree in the green mountains and the sea.

The sea is high into the sky, connected to the Milky Way.

Acacia miasma, watching the South Flying Kite. "Meta · Tan Shao's "Chunjiang Song Sends Tang Min into the Customs"

This poem is easy to read, in fact, it also writes about the relationship between acacia and water.

In February, the grass grows, but in the spring of March, the water is fertile, and the day, he actually uses fertilizer to describe the vastness of the late spring river.

Fat into this, naturally it is time to start the journey, all the way smooth sailing.

This is to send friends from the fertile jiangnan of spring water to the border plug further south.

The south of Jiangnan was called South Vietnam in ancient times, of course, there are many myths and stories, here the sea meets the sky, the fairy island is like a fantasy, and the legend says that the original source of the plum blossom laurel tree is the sea fairy mountain.

Friends go south by water, from the mouth of the Yangtze River to the south by sea, here is a beautiful poem about the sea and the Milky Way.

The end of the sea is as high as the sky, and the sea is connected to the Milky Way in the sky.

Then the Milky Way, in ancient times, was the source of all continental water that the ancients believed.

Water circulates infinitely, and so does acacia.

My love for you, at the end of the sea and clouds, is like the water of heaven and earth, swirling and circulating, never breaking.

I am firmly waiting for your return with acacia.

Seven poems of late spring acacia poems to read: the spring water of the East Lake is blue, and the acacia moon is full of boats in the night

"The tailed dragon is not dusted, and the wind and rain have gone through several springs.

The spring is deep and the spring water is green, and the creek line is suspected to be Xiangpu Bin.

Xiangpu Yun's cold sorrow was broken, and when the tears of the emperor were extinguished.

The beauty cut off the acacia, and Mingyue was heartbroken. Ming · Huang Ting's "Bamboo Creek"

This is chic water, chic acacia, because it is not sung in the big river, or bamboo stream water.

Surrounded by countless phoenix-tailed bamboo, the mountain pond stream is dense and dust-free, and has grown for many years.

And the spring pond here has a green color, reflecting the bamboo forest.

Walking by the turquoise stream, I felt as if Qu Yuan was walking on the water's edge of Hunan. I could understand Qu Yuan's sadness, because the Chu state had perished. Because I am also sad that the Ming Dynasty I love has perished.

I stood by the edge of this turquoise spring water, just like Qu Yuan stood on the Xiang River, and the flowing water was all thoughts of the homeland.

I folded a bamboo and blew the saddest bamboo song, and in the moonlight, the bamboo forest swayed, and my heart was sad.

This poem looks so green and beautiful, but it has a kind of broken intestine.

The reason why Qu Yuan sank himself was that he thought that the flowing water could send him back to his hometown of Chu, where his soul was haunted.

This is Qu Yuan's flowing water acacia, which turns into the most full and painful spring water acacia here, and it is Huang Ting's attachment to the homeland of Daming.

I believe that Huang Tingyong was also tenacious after his arrest, and was released from the prison of Qing Bing for five months, and soon died in his hometown of Putian, practicing Qu Yuan's patriotic spirit for a lifetime.

Seven poems of late spring acacia poems to read: the spring water of the East Lake is blue, and the acacia moon is full of boats in the night

"The smoke waves are he, and Tingzhou is lush and green."

A river of spring aquatic life, is the concubine love tears. Ming · Yuan Biao's "Xiang Concubine Complaint"

If your husband goes to a distant place and never returns.

If you wait day in and day out.

If you don't have Li Bai's vast exuberance and pride, you can use continuous travel to resolve the sorrow of parting.

I advise you not to go to a tall building alone to see the water.

You can embroider some flowers in the courtyard, have a quarrel with the neighbors, and be busy with whether the meal is in line with the appetite of the child or the adult, please do not listen to the happiness of others about stepping on the spring and watching the water, because you are bound to be unhappy.

Spring water is full, is beautiful, spring smoke waves are vast, is beautiful, but the water belongs to the flow and negative, for the fatigue and sadness of you, not appropriate.

I said you don't want to see it, you have to go, you say your husband is on this river, so you want to see the sailboats there.

But what do you see?

What you see is an endless stream of water leading to the sky, and in the smoke of the sky, there will be occasional sailing ships, but you know, after a thousand sails, it is not. You turned your eyes to see the bamboo forest on the shore, the bamboo forest of the green forest, if no one accompanies you hand in hand, you just see the deepest loneliness.

You see a river of spring water, the water rises green waves, more beautiful than ever.

I know you will cry, because that vastness, that turquoiseness, sees the repressed crystal acacia in your heart.

I see your tears flowing down, dripping under your feet, dripping in the water.

Sokoruga depth.

Seven poems of late spring acacia poems to read: the spring water of the East Lake is blue, and the acacia moon is full of boats in the night

"Emerald nest green, sycamore whisk forbidden forest."

Towards the cutting of purple mud, Xi Lang Su qin tone.

Towards the bend of the lake, acacia spring water deep.

Loews Zero Cranberry, Encounter Comfort Center. Late Ming and early Qing Dynasties Qu Dajun's "Gift to the Land House People"

The real lovesickness is deep in the spring, is Qu Dajun, Qu Yuan's descendant, or he just wants to flaunt himself as a descendant of the Qu family and practice patriotism.

There is no kind of love, higher than patriotism, and so is lovesickness.

In 1646, the Ming Dynasty fell, this year Qu Dajun was 16 years old, and two years later, he took the initiative to enter the Southern Ming court and oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming. Throughout his life, he insisted on the work of anti-Qing and restoration, and although the society was stable and relatively stable in his later years, he still wrote many poems of Aiming.

So knowing his life, this poem expresses a deep patriotic feeling of nostalgia for the Ming Dynasty.

Emerald birds live in cyan windows, sycamore trees, and grow in royal gardens.

In the morning, he also drafted edicts for the emperor, and at night, he had already taken refuge in the mountains and caressed the suqin.

We played together in the lake, and the acacia was as deep as the spring water at this time.

We looked at the dew on the grass and trees together, and it was a relief to meet like this.

Two people who had worked hard for Daming for Nanming, after turbulence, met in the deep mountains and met in the deep spring lake.

The years are like a stream, life is revealed, whether they talk about it or not, it does not matter, they are already the remnants of the Ming Dynasty, their lives and souls are bound to Daming, it is a lifetime of lovesickness, a lifetime of steadfast loyalty. Although there is no regret in death.

Seven poems of late spring acacia poems to read: the spring water of the East Lake is blue, and the acacia moon is full of boats in the night

Water is flowing and circulating. Miss it too.

How full the spring water is, how deep the acacia is, and the spring water acacia ultimately leads to the meeting and reunion, in this life, in the next life.

Because of believing, because it must be so.

It is the steadfastness in the eternal flow.

Hatsuyoshi Katsuyuki interprets the love and beauty in the poems for you. Image from the web.

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