Tang poems and Song lyrics, those emotions and things that have been circulating for thousands of years, are like chance encounters in life, whether trivial or solemn, or related to love or career, all seem to resonate with our hearts. Those distant poets, their brushstrokes touch the depths of our hearts, as if they have a deep connection with us across time and space.
The charm of poetry lies in its ability to penetrate into the soul and interpret this colorful life with us. When thoughts come like a tide, we think of Liu Yong's "I don't regret the gradual widening of the clothes belt, and I will make people haggard for Yi", or Li Shangyin's "Why should I cut the candles in the west window together, but talk about the night rain in Bashan". And when we have the world in our hearts, worry about the country and the people, Du Fu's "There are thousands of spacious buildings, and the poor people in the world are happy" echoed in our ears.
At the airport and station, when friends are drifting away, Gao Shi's "Don't worry about the road ahead without knowing yourself, no one in the world knows you" is like a warm current that comforts the soul, allowing us to feel the warmth and strength of friendship.
mentioned Meng Haoran, a superstar in the Tang Dynasty poetry circle, who once stayed overnight in the mountain temple and left a poem with far-reaching artistic conception and quiet scenery - "The Suye Master Mountain House Period Ding Da Bu Arrives". The first six lines of the poem delicately depict the natural scenery, and the last two sentences point out the theme, which is cleverly conceived and full of charm, which is refreshing to read. Meng Haoran's demeanor as a great poet, not impatient, not complaining, leaping on the paper, is really a treasure for us to read
The sunset is in the west ridge, and the group of ravines has already dawned. The pine moon is cool at night, and the wind spring is full of clear listening. The woodcutters are exhausted, and the smoke and birds are initially determined. The son of the period comes, and the lonely qin waits for the path.
The setting sun gently caresses Xiling's face, and the mountains gradually disappear into the embrace of twilight in the gentle afterglow. The shadow of the moon under the pine tree is like a shy girl, quietly draping a cool veil on the night. The breeze and the spring water whisper in the night, resonating with the harmony of nature.
The woodcutters who were collecting firewood had already set out on their way home, and the birds in the mist had also returned to their nests to enjoy the warmth of home. Ding Da and I agreed to stay at the temple tonight, but he still hasn't shown up at the moment. I stroked the piano alone, and the melodious sound of the piano sounded at the silent mountain intersection, as if telling me about my quiet waiting for him.
The first line of the poem is a moving picture of the sun setting and the mountains fading, taking the reader into a dream of beautiful scenery at dusk. The interweaving of the sunset and the west ridge, and the darkness of the mountains, are all telling the quiet change of the sky. The word "倏" in the poem is like a magical brush, which skillfully integrates the eagerness of waiting for friends into it, making the picture more vivid.
The second sentence shows the tranquility of the pine trees and the moonlight, and the harmony of the breeze and the spring water. The alternation of dusk and night, like the flow of time, makes the scenery quietly change. This subtle writing technique gives the poem a profound beauty, making people feel as if they are in the quiet and beautiful night after reading, and their hearts are relaxed. This poem has become a famous sentence that has been recited through the ages and has been passed down to this day.
The third sentence of the poem, like the painter's genius, depicts the warm picture of the woodcutter hiding in the forest and the bird returning to its nest. When the poet witnessed this scene, the emotions surging in his heart finally converged into a poem: "The son of the child is coming, and the lonely qin is waiting for the path." It turned out that the poet was waiting for a friend named Ding Da (Ding Feng) in this landscape. They had met to stay together in the mountain temple, but time flies, but Ding Da has not arrived.
In those days, communication was not as convenient as it is now, and no-shows for some reason often occurred. However, Meng Haoran did not feel resentful of Ding Da's failure to make an appointment, but instead held Guqin in his arms and walked alone on the moonlit path, waiting quietly. This kind of tolerance and demeanor is a portrayal of the poet's noble character.
Looking back on the whole poem, although the first six sentences are mainly about scenes, they actually contain the poet's deep feelings of waiting for friends. He skillfully blends himself into the landscape, presenting what he sees and hears to the reader through delicate brushstrokes. The whole poem has a lofty artistic conception and a quiet scenery, like a landscape painting, showing the outstanding talent and unique charm of Meng Haoran's poetry. In this poem, we can not only feel the poet's deep friendship, but also appreciate the magnificence and tranquility of nature, which can be called the treasure of Meng Haoran's many masterpieces.