Climbing high and looking far away is a good experience, the view is wide, and everything seems to be suddenly open. High, how much yearning and longing to bring people, step by step climbing, to a high place, whether it is a high platform, a tall building, or a mountain peak, listening to the wind whistling past, as if it is getting far away from the world, pure and long, what kind of mood will there be?
The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and the hand can pick the stars.
I didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly people.
- Tang Wang Zhizhuo, "Climbing the Stork And bird tower"
The tall building in front of me seemed to be as high as a hundred feet, and you could reach the sky and pick up bright stars. The poet did not dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing the gods and immortals in the heavens! The height of the building, the silence of the night, it is really not like being in the human world. This scene has a mysterious beauty, and the poet's feelings have become gloomy, which is indeed a good experience during the journey.
Climbing a tall building, the most comfortable is the hot summer, people in the high place, the summer is nothing.
Look around at the mountain light and receive the water light, and rely on the ten miles of the column to incense the lotus.
The breeze and bright moon are unattended, and the south building is blindly cool.
--Song Huang Tingjian, "Ezhou Nanlou Shushi"
Looking around, the mountain light and the water light meet each other, the poet looks at the railing, and the vast water surface is full of lotuses, emitting a charming fragrance in the night. The cool wind, the bright moon is unattended, extraordinarily comfortable, the moonlight blends into the breeze, blowing through the south building, making people feel extremely cool and comfortable. This summer night, as soon as you climb the tall building, there is no longer the trouble of summer heat, and the breeze and the bright moon are a good couple.
If it is a cold season, and then climb the tall building, it is a different scene.
At first hearing that there are no cicadas in the wild geese, the hundred-foot building is high in water and the sky.
The young girl Su'e is resistant to cold, and the frost in the middle of the month dou Chan Juan.
- Don Li Shangyin, "Frost Moon"
Just heard the sound of geese flying away, there are no cicadas, the poet climbed a hundred feet high building, looking at the distance, only to feel that the water and sky are the same, boundless. Looking into the distance, the poet thought that qingnu and Su'e were not afraid of the cold, and were in the bright moonlight, in the cold frost day, who was more beautiful than trying! Thinking of this, maybe the poet is not afraid of the cold, right? The originally lonely sky has also become amorous and interesting.
The ancients ascended to the heights, not necessarily without heart, and climbed the tall buildings, only because there was nowhere to complain about their thoughts.
The humane sea is deep, not half as deep as acacia.
The sea still has an end, and the acacia is not far away.
Carry the piano to the tall building, the building is full of moonlight.
Playing acacia, the strings are broken for a while.
--Tang Li Ye, "Lovesickness"
People say that the deepest sea in the world is seawater, but the sea water is not half as deep as acacia. The sea still has edges, but acacia is boundless. Holding the violin up the tall building, the empty upper floor is filled with bright moonlight. Playing the song of acacia in the moonlight, the strings suddenly broke, and the heart was also broken! On the tall building, no one knows about this acacia pain, only the moonlight quietly shines.
Although the tall building is high, it still can't put your mind at ease, and when you climb the tall building, your mood is still heavy.
The young woman in the boudoir did not know sorrow, and she went up to the Green Building on the spring day.
Suddenly seeing the strange head of Yang Willow, the repentant husband and wife looked for a marquis.
--Tang Wang Changling, "The Grudge"
The young woman in the boudoir did not have sorrow, and in the beautiful spring, she carefully dressed up and climbed the small building covered with green trees. Suddenly I saw the green willow color in the field, and I was sad for a while, I really shouldn't let my husband go out of the army and make a meritorious career, but even seeing each other became a luxury. Great spring light, just let it down!
Tall buildings, you can see the distance, but you can't see the returnees, miss, you can go to the end of the world, but you can't call back to keep each other.
The sills are sad and the smoke orchid is weeping, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away.
Mingyue did not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the slanted light reached Xiao to wear Zhu Hu.
Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.
I would like to send a color note and a ruler. Where do you know?
--Song Yanshu, "Butterfly Love Flower, Sill Chrysanthemum SorrowFul Smoke Orchid Weeping Dew"
In the early morning, the chrysanthemums outside the railing are shrouded in a layer of smoke, and the dew on the orchid is like its teardrops. Luo Mu was chilling, and a pair of swallows flew away. Mingyue seemed to be unaware of the bitter hatred of the departing, and the moonlight shone obliquely on Zhuhu until dawn broke. Last night the westerly wind blew strongly and the green trees withered. I climbed the tall building and looked at the road that had disappeared into the sky. I want to write a letter to someone from afar, the mountains and rivers are full of mountains and rivers, but I don't know where he is! Looking at it bitterly, how cold is it in the high places?
When you are young, what kind of state of mind is it when you climb high and look far away?
The teenager does not know the taste of sorrow and loves to go upstairs.
Fall in love with the upper floor, and worry about giving new words.
And now I know all the sorrows, and I want to say goodbye.
I want to say that I am still resting, but I say that it is cool and autumn!
--Song Xin Renjie, "Ugly Slave, Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall"
Teenagers don't know what sorrow is, like to climb high buildings, like to climb high and look far, and reluctantly say sad to write a new word. Now that I have seen all the sorrows of the world, I want to say it but I can no longer say it. Finally opened his mouth, but what said: What a cool autumn!
People who are lonely and unambitious are even more afraid of ascending to the heights.
The ancients were not seen before, and the comers were not seen after that.
Thinking of the heavens and the earth, alone but weeping!
--Tang Chen Ziang, "Dengyouzhou Tai Song"
In the past, there is no holy lord who recruits talents in ancient times, and there is no mingjun who is thirsty for talents in the back. Looking around the heavens and the earth, all things are boundless, and I can't help but be sad and indignant, and the tears are surging! The universe is insignificant, and thousands of generations later, this extreme loneliness and resentment and grievances of the poet will still resonate with countless frustrated people. The heavens and the earth are so big that there is only one me left, only the loneliness of the capital letters.
Climbing up high, different people naturally have different moods.
The birds flew high, and the lonely clouds went alone.
Looking at each other is not tired, only Jingting Mountain.
- Tang Li Bai, "Sitting Alone on the Pavilion Mountain"
The birds flew away, and the only cloud drifted away. The only thing that I can't get tired of looking at is Jingting Mountain in front of me, and the green mountain is so cute.
Standing tall, naturally seeing far, ascending can make the state of mind become broad and cheerful, and ascending itself is also a process of overcoming the self.
Fly to the Qianxun Pagoda on the mountain, smell the chickens chirping and see the sunrise.
Don't be afraid of the floating clouds to cover your eyes, just because you are at the highest level.
--Song Wang Anshi, "Climbing the Flying Peak"
I heard that on the tower on Feilai Peak, the sunrise can be seen when the chickens are chirping. Don't worry about floating clouds blocking the view, because I'm already at the top! Being at a high place, you can naturally see more clearly and not have too many limitations.
Climbing the mountain, either for the sake of looking far, or for leisure, has become a good friend with the landscape.
In the white clouds of the North Mountain, the hermit is self-pleasing.
Looking at each other, the heart flew away with the geese.
Sorrow arises because of the thin twilight, and the excitement is the autumn hair.
When I saw the villagers, the sand line crossed the head to rest.
The sky is full of trees, and the riverside is like the moon.
He Dang came with wine and drunkenly drank the Chongyang Festival.
--Tang Meng Haoran, "Qiu Denglan Mountain Sends Zhang Wu"
The white clouds of the north mountain fluttered, which made the poet like it very much. Climb the mountain, look into the distance, and the mood will fly high with the geese in the air. Sorrow is always caused by twilight, but excitement is caused by autumn. From time to time, I see villagers returning to the village, passing through the beach and resting at the ferry port. The trees in the sky are like cabbage, and the sandbars along the river seem to be the moon. When friends can you bring wine here, we drunk together on the Chongyang Festival!
Chongyang Festival ascends, and wanderers who go out will always miss their relatives at home.
Alone in a foreign land for strangers, every festive season to think of relatives.
The Haruka brothers ascended to the heights, and there was one less person planted everywhere.
——Tang Wangwei, "Remembering the Shandong Brothers on September 9"
Being alone in a foreign land is nothing more than a lonely passerby. Every New Year's Festival, it is inevitable to think twice about my loved ones. On the day of the Chongyang Festival, I thought of my brothers ascending in the old garden, planting zhuyi everywhere, but I was missing this wanderer! No matter how far apart they are, the thoughts of relatives about each other will not fade.
Climb the mountain, just put down all the distractions that are disturbing, the most rare thing in life is the word "look away".
Jiang Han autumn shadow goose first flew, with the guest carrying the pot on the Cuiwei.
It is rare for the world to smile, and the chrysanthemums must be inserted into the head.
But the tincture will be rewarded for the festival, and there is no need to climb the hated sunset.
This has only been the case in the past and the present, so why should the cow's clothes be dipped alone?
--Tang Dumu, "Nine Days of QiShan Ascending"
The reflection of the autumn light on the river surface, the geese just flew south, and together with their friends, they took the wine pot and climbed cuiwei mountain. The world is troubled, it is rare to laugh, and when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, it is better to plant them full of home. Just drink and celebrate the festival, don't have to climb and hate the sunset. Life is short and has always been like this, so why should we shed tears on Jingshan like Qi Jinggong?
Climbing up to the heights, looking at the boundless heavens and the earth, some people are full of ambition, but some people feel that the heights are not cold, some people miss it, and some people are indifferent to everything. When the wind blows from afar, what can be taken away and what cannot be taken away is the sorrow and joy in life, the ups and downs in life.
-Author-
Heyu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and may time leave warm memories.