The way back passes through a ringing beach, with rapid turbulence and the sound of water. A bald, plump middle-aged man with his back against a stone railing, his head bowed, brown skin, standing in front of him, the woman wrapped in a beige turban, thirty years old, with her head against his chest, neither of them spoke. Her left hand was on his waist, and her right hand was on his slightly erect stomach, gently stroking and caressing through his clothes, and her movements were so focused, so gentle, as if she was writing him a love letter sentence by sentence. Passers-by came and went, seemingly unaware.
I stood not far away, pretending to look at the water: like Muslims, Israelis or Turks, should not be a couple, couples rarely look like this outside, maybe... My mind was wandering, but my heart said loudly what was the point of this, what mattered was such a man, plain looking, and there was a woman who loved him so much, so gentlely and for a long time to touch him, she seemed to forget time, as if she had forgotten the whole world.
- "Go Somewhere Every Day" (three books)
1
Butterflies, late spring
Butterflies
[Five generations] Zhang Bi
Butterflies, in late spring,
At first, Jiao Jiao wore a light yellow coat and leaned on the window to learn to paint Yi.
It is also like seeing between flowers, and both pairs of pairs fly.
Gratuitous and tearful wipe rouge, provoke the wings to hang.
The calendar says spring is coming to an end, and my feeling is that it hasn't really started yet. After the warmth, the remaining cold is still fierce, and the down jacket on the body, like a thick layer of winter skin, cannot be shedding for a long time. It was summer in the mall two months ago, and the short sleeves I bought back were put in the closet, and I looked at them again and again, and I didn't have time to wear them as if they were the next year. The high-latitude spring is so difficult to give birth, the grass is warm, so that people can wear a single coat, and the days of wandering between the flowers are very rare, often only to feel not cold, suddenly it is hot.
Reading this song "Butterflies", I feel like I am returning to the spring of my hometown. Strange on the river, wildflowers and herbs, day long people quiet butterflies flying. There was also a yellow single coat, not pale yellow, but dandelion-like bright golden yellow, and the cousin in the city sent it back to me when she couldn't wear it, it was still very new and very foreign. I dressed beautifully to go to school, and along the way the butterflies and bees flew back and forth, and countless small midges pounced on my clothes, as if they were drunk.
"Butterflies, in late spring", cut to the topic, but not mud on the subject, do not imitate the butterfly's posture of the gods, but with the three words "late spring". Everyone has seen butterflies, everyone has seen late spring, and they can recall and imagine, so that they are not limited to the butterflies copied by the poet, but each reader's own butterfly.
"Ajiao first wore a pale yellow coat, leaning on the window to learn to paint Yi", these two sentences are feminine, and each word has expressiveness. First of all, the name, the small name of Empress Chen of the Han Dynasty was called "Ajiao", and then most of them were called "Ajiao", and there were many girls with "Jiao" in their names, Ajiao, Jiaojiao, Yanjiao, and Aijiao.
The mood of "first writing", in the spring and summer, can especially be experienced, the feeling of changing into a single dress is really fresh, Li Qingzhao said: "The jacket is in a good mood at first", which is the meaning. "Light yellow clothes", just imagine the girl Ajiao, just changed into a single dress, on the color, water red is good, or light yellow is good? In fact, they are all good, but the lyrics have been chosen to be pale yellow, pale yellow and pink, and the cauliflower in late spring is also more rhyming.
The action of "leaning on the window", lazy, lazy. When Gillian saw butterflies, she leaned in front of the window and learned to draw butterflies. Butterflies are beautiful, butterflies have illusions, and they are mythical.
These few sentences on the film are fresh and rustic, a bit like folk words. The next piece of butterfly has been drawn, how is it drawn?
"It's also like seeing between flowers, flying in pairs of pairs", the painting is vivid, just like what you see between flowers, and a pair is painted, flying. This is a portrait of a butterfly, and it is also the subconscious work of Gillian. In the past, people loved to embroider flowers on quilts, pillows, curtains, and uppers, embroidering a plum, two peonies, and a few stems of orchids, and there were always butterflies embroidered next to them, dancing and flying.
Ah Jiao looked at the butterflies she had drawn and did not feel tears. "Gratuitous and tearful wipe rouge, provoke the wings to hang", "unprovoked" is very good, see butterflies are cute, so draw butterflies, draw well to be happy, but sad. Tears wet the painting, causing the butterfly to lower its wings.
The next four sentences, a twist and turn, written very subtlely, Ajiao's affection, Ajiao's heart, the reader can play with it carefully.
Zhang Daqian,"Butterfly Picture Mirror Heart"
2
Give me what wisdom, little white butterfly
Jade Butterfly
[Five generations] Sun Guangxian
Spring is coming to an end, the scenery is still long, and the flowers in the garden are yellow.
Pink wings fluttered in two ways, flying over the short wall.
Fresh and warm, leading the companion, flying to the remnants of the fang.
Speechless to Xiao Niang, the dance shirt was heavy musk.
The best way to write about butterflies is to write these flower words, perhaps the butterfly itself is a small song: feminine, light, illusory, timeless.
"Jade Butterfly", the name of the word brand, the five pronouns are mostly created on the topic. Jade butterflies, the kind of jade-colored white butterflies, are common in vegetable gardens. "Spring is coming to an end, the scenery is still long", spring is such a scene, the flowers are open in the second order, although the festival is close to summer, rape flowers, and perhaps dandelions, forsythia, and begonias, the garden is full of yellow.
"Two powder wings are leisurely, dancing over the short wall", "two" is leisurely, a pair of pink wings are flickering up and down, fanning lightly, and dancing over the short wall. The short walls are very nice, friendly and friendly, and butterflies can fly over.
In the next film, the eyes of the lyricist still follow the butterflies and come to the outside of the garden. "Fresh soaring warmth, leading the companion, flying to the remnants of the fang", the late spring breeze is warm, the name of "fresh soaring", can not only make people feel the freshness of the wind, but also feel the swaying of the wind. The butterfly holds the companion and flies down on the residual flower.
At this point, all the butterflies are written, and the last two sentences mention people: "Speechless to Xiao Niang, the dance shirt is heavy musk." The speechless are the ones who are obsessed with butterflies, and the word "speechless" is a huge blank space whose voice echoes in every previous verse. Speechless, the dance shirt handed over a burst of agarwood, and the roar was loud.
Isn't life a spring dream? The human soul is like the butterfly in the dream, but unlike the butterfly, man knows that the spring flowers are broken, and the person is heavy and cannot be as melodious as the butterfly. Zhuang Zhou's fable of the dream butterfly, have you ever thought that if Zhuangzi did not use the butterfly as a metaphor, if you dreamed that he was a dog barking, although the logic of the metaphor is the same, the effect of the fable will be greatly reduced.
Borges spoke about Zhuangzi in a lecture at Harvard University about the metaphor of poetry, saying that if life is really a dream, then the best metaphor to suggest is the butterfly, not the tiger or the typewriter, because the butterfly has an elegant, fleeting quality, and Zhuangzi chose the most appropriate word in the choice of wording to express the idea.
Ming Chen Li "Sketch Game Diagram"
3
Spring events come a few times a year
The Qingyu Case
[Song] Ouyang Xiu
Spring events come a few times a year, early, two out of three.
Green dark red Yan Hun can do things, green poplar courtyard,
Warm wind curtain, there is a person haggard.
Buy flowers and wine in Chang'an City, and compete, and see peach and plum in the mountains.
Do not waste the east wind blowing tears, lovesickness is difficult to express,
Dreams are unfounded, but return is.
It is said that the author of this word is Li Qingzhao, on the tone of the speech, it is close to Ouyang Xiu, or it is not known whether it is Yi An's quasi-European Gong, and it is doubtful for the time being. In fact, no matter what name you sign, it is just a name, and what can it mean to the author and to us.
"Spring events come a few times a year, early, two out of three." Spring is always short, only a few days away, and it is hurried to go again. A little past two-thirds, some people say don't sigh, be optimistic, look forward, isn't there still one-third? With only half a glass of water left and half a glass of water left, it is certainly a matter of attitude, but it is not a single choice. Optimism may come from blindness, and pessimism often stems from affection, and it is not necessarily a vision.
In the spring, the grass and trees germinate, do not stop for a moment, the flowers bloom, they bloom to the extreme, the leaves are green, they are green with pleasure, like a stage play, after the bustle, the curtain leaves. "Green dark red yan hun can be done", this sentence has another version as "green dark red thin", twilight spring green dark, when it is red thin. "Yan" means beautiful, unless the writer wants to say that the residual red of the branches is more pitiful.
"Green poplar courtyard, warm wind curtain", such a spring scene, can be quiet, can be empty, that depends on who is behind the curtain. "There is a person who is haggard", haggard is a mood, spring comes and goes, and suddenly, some people feel old.
"Buy flowers and wine in Chang'an City, and fight for the same, the family mountain to see the peach and plum", the outside world is prosperous, live more dashingly, how can it be compared to sitting under the peach and plum tree in the family mountain? The author may be late twilight, or perhaps tired of the eunuch career, and in the late spring season, he is afraid but thinks of returning.
Guests have their own tears, do not blame the east wind. It's not that I have a bad time outside, nor how good my hometown is, and I can't explain this kind of lovesickness to anyone, so I say "lovesickness is difficult to watch." But all acacia, I am afraid, is difficult to express, only know their own ears. What about dreaming? Reality is involuntary, and dreams are as unfounded. Only the return is!
The words are central to the emotion, and I can appreciate it after drifting for a long time. I remembered that when I first changed jobs to a certain city, a colleague in the office who had a hot sausage from the ancient road shared a meal with me, and while waiting for the food to be served, he suddenly asked: "Do you want to go home?" No one had asked this question for many years, and I hadn't thought about it myself, so I was at a loss and asked, "Home?" Which home are you talking about? He was a little surprised: "The home you grew up with, the home of your parents." "He's a native, born in Sri Lanka, grown up in Sri Lanka, and is about to die in Si, and he doesn't know that people like me have long since lost their homes." Wandering outside, at first I missed home, home is still there, like a lighthouse, and then drifted away, the mood of homesickness also faded, felt lost something, and then even the sense of loss was lost, sometimes I missed home, but I didn't know where home was. Now, at last, he has cultivated to the point that each piece of land is like his own land, and then he regards the whole world as an indifferent foreign land.
Speaking of which, April is not the season of cruelty, April just doesn't know what she wants. Trees say green is green, and once green is all green. Tender green sprouts, like the first words spoken just after waking up from hibernation. At this time last year, at this time of the previous year, how many times can you see green in your life? The season cycles itself as if it had nothing to do with us. We are not in the loop, not in the river of time, we are on the shore, watching the sets switch: and spring, and summer, and autumn, and winter. We are always here, how can we grow old and how can we die?
"Weekend Reading Poetry: Drizzle and Wet Streamers", author: three books, edition: Qinghai People's Publishing House, January 2022
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