Gu Yu, between late spring and early summer, red cherries, thanks to roses, blooming peonies, fragrant and warm. Half of the city smoke and rain, gentle and tranquil years, between the pitching, spring has been old in green, fat, red and thin.
Rain gives birth to a hundred grains, warm as ever, and a good year is nothing more than this. Every wind and rain in life is giving birth to the next harvest.
1, see the twenty younger brothers advocate and the flower word Manxing - Song Huang Tingjian
In March, the wind and rain wash a city of flowers. I don't know how Dongguo Qingming wine is, how it is like rain tea in the West Window Valley.
The poet's spring is full of agility and poetry. The catkins like snow fall gently, like a spring elf, dancing in the air. And the slender gossamer, as if it is the whisper of spring, gently swaying in the wind, telling the story of spring. However, the beauty of spring is always short-lived, and after a storm, the flowers all over the city wither, leaving only the redness of the land. This red, like a teardrop in spring, makes people sad.
"I don't know how Dongguo Qingming wine is, how it is like rain tea in the West Window Valley. "The poet's brushstrokes turn to the contrasts of life. The Qingming wine of Dongguo seems to be a carnival of festivals, a feast of spring, and the bustle and hustle and bustle of the world. And the Gu Yu tea in the west window is the tranquility and tranquility of life, the comfort of the soul, and the precipitation of the years. In contrast, the poet provokes a reflection on life: is it to pursue excitement and prosperity, or to enjoy tranquility and tranquility?
2、《浣溪沙》——宋·仇远
The red and purple makeup forest is full of green pools, and the gossamer flies in both directions, just when the valley rain is clear.
The duck is dwarf and slippery, the thrush is late and late, and the spring returns in a year.
The valley rain is lightly sprinkled, the spring water overflows the pond, and the flowers in the world compete for beauty at this moment, like the splendor of the painting dancing in the spring breeze.
The poet stepped through the emerald green moss and searched for old dreams among the fluttering catkins. He looked at the flowers by the railing, and his heart was stirred with a deep emotion about the passage of time.
Spring is fleeting, it is the end of spring in a blink of an eye, the years are rushing, and a quarter of the year has slipped through your fingertips.
Zhuangzi Zeng Yun: "Life is like a white horse passing through a gap." "The river of time flows silently, we chase its tail, but it is always difficult to reach. Before we know it, time is like still water, and it never stops.
Inadvertently, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and once they are gone, they are eternal.
Tao Yuanming's "Miscellaneous Poems" wrote: Youth no longer comes, and it is difficult to reappear at dawn. We should always push ourselves, because the years are merciless and fleeting.
In these years of flowing like water, only by cherishing every moment can we live up to this life.
I hope that in the days to come, we can all move forward bravely, not let a day be idle, and live up to every minute and every second.
Time flies, and the pace does not stop. As long as we continue to move forward, we will eventually meet that better self and embrace the life we have always dreamed of.
3, "Butterfly Loves Flowers" - Song Fan Chengda
The spring rises and adds to the water. The grass and geese are full of green and breeze. The painting boat is a hundred turns. Hengtang Tower is close to the front.
Jiangguo is cold and late. In the north of the village and in the south of the village, Gu Yu ploughed all over. Xiumai Liangang mulberry leaves are cheap. Take a look at the taste of noodles and collect new cocoons.
According to the Seventy-two Candidate Explanations of the Lunar Order, "In the middle of March, the earth begins to throb after the rain, and the rain nourishes the grain seeds like rain, which is the golden time for sowing. "Gu Yu is the call of nature and the starting key of life.
Under the poetic brushstrokes, in the north of the village and in the south of the village, the ploughshare breaks the soil, the fields are ploughed and sown, and the rice seedlings are about to settle down on this fertile soil. Once the seeds are in the soil, they need to be cared for, irrigated in time, and then ready for the autumn harvest feast.
Cultivation and harvest are always with us. Every bit of effort you put in will be turned into a harvest, and every step you take will pave the way to success. In this complex world, the balance of giving and giving is always delicately balanced.
Starlight does not ask passers-by, but illuminates the direction of the night walk, and time pays off, and will eventually give the giver due reward. You just have to forge ahead, the hard work in March and April will be exchanged for fruitful results in August and September.
4, Huiji quatrain - Zeng Gong [Song Dynasty]
Every year, the valley is rainy and sad about the Spring Festival Gala, and the situation is that the rivers and lakes are full of temples. I want to carry a bottle to ride, but I don't know where there are residual flowers.
In the rainy season, spring is in full swing, but it is also the time when a hundred flowers are withering. The poet gazed at this scene of late spring, full of sorrow. "Every year the valley rains and sorrows the Spring Festival Gala", every spring is so hurried, like the fleeting years of youth, which makes people feel sad.
"The situation is that the rivers and lakes are full of temples", wandering in the rivers and lakes, the years have left traces on the poet's temples. This white hair color, like the color of a broken flower, indicates the departure of spring, and also reflects the desolation of the poet's heart.
"I want to take a bottle and ride away", the poet wants to use wine to kill his sorrows, but he is confused and at a loss. "I don't know where there are remnant flowers", the poet is looking for the last touch of spring, as if he is looking for his lost youth and dreams. This remnant flower is the end of spring, and it is also the poet's inner longing and nostalgia.
The whole poem is like an ink painting, with Gu Yu as the background, and the brushstrokes are delicate and emotional. The poet's words flow like a spring, bringing us into a world that is both sad and beautiful. Every word is like a withered flower, exuding a faint fragrance, which makes people intoxicated.
5、《老圃堂》——唐·曹邺
Shao Ping's melon field is connected to my house, and Gu Yu occasionally hoes when he is dry. Yesterday, the spring breeze was not there, so I went out of bed and read the broken books.
In the rainy season, when the afternoon sun is shining, the poet walks to the field, holding a hoe in his hand, gently turning over the fragrance of the earth. At this moment, he is like a painter, using a hoe as a pen and a field as paper, outlining a quiet and peaceful rural picture.
In his thoughts, the poet recalled that yesterday the spring breeze quietly swept by, gently turning down the pages of the book at the head of the bed. At that moment, it was as if time stood still, leaving only the sound of falling pages, which echoed softly in my ears.
Hoeing the ground and reading books, these trivial things in ordinary life, are the greatest pleasure for poets. Life has no deep meaning, and happiness is hidden in these trickles of daily life.
We used to think that happiness was a moment of great bang and an earth-shattering feat. However, as the years go by, we gradually understand that the little joys of those ordinary days are the truest and most precious happiness in the world.
The joy of life lies in understanding all things with an interesting heart, discovering beauty from the trivial, and making every ordinary day glow with different brilliance.
6, Xie Zhong Shangren sent tea - Qi Ji [Tang Dynasty]
Before the rain in the spring valley, and pick the fragrant smoke by hand. It is difficult to be green and tender, and it is easy to be clear and late.
And recruit neighboring guests to try to cook Luohua Spring. The land is far away and the labor is sent to each other, and there is no coming and the next year.
As the final chapter of spring, "Gu Yu" is just like a melodious movement, wafting in the melody of tea picking. At this moment, the proverb whispers: "Valley rain valley rain, tea picking to rain", as if it is the sound of nature, echoing in the ancient wisdom. The words of wisdom of the ancients also sounded: "Qingming is too early, the beginning of summer is too late, before and after the rain, the time is moderate", just like Zen, pointing out that this moment is just right.
On the day of Gu Yu, the tea mountain was transformed into a moving ink painting. The fresh green flows on the canvas, blending with the aura between heaven and earth, as if you can breathe the fresh air of the mountains. The new greenery is like smoke, gently covering the hillside, and the drizzle adds a bit of poetry and dreaminess to the painting. The rain, like cow hair, gently sprinkled on the tea buds that have just emerged, is like a jewel of nature, shining with crystal light.
The tea pickers are dressed in plain clothes, as if they are one with the painting. They weave through the tea trees in a staggered manner, picking the tea buds with their hands lightly and rhythmically, as if playing a silent movement. The graceful gesture is like a woman gently plucking the strings, and every movement is full of art and harmony.
7、七言诗——郑燮〔清代〕
No wind or rain, it is sunny and sunny, and the green bamboo pavilion is a good festival. My favorite evening cool guest, a pot of new tea soaked pineapple.
A few new leaves Xiao Xiao bamboo, a few strokes of the light mountain. It happened to be raining in the valley during the Qingming Festival, and a cup of fragrant tea sat in the middle.
This poem is like a flowing Chinese painting, with elegant colors and delicate brushstrokes, outlining a leisurely scene like a paradise.
The wind and the sun are beautiful, the sky is clear, and the spring day without wind and rain is the gentle gift between heaven and earth. The green bamboo pavilion is as graceful as the fairy in green, and each section of the bamboo stem seems to tell the noble and tenacious character. In this context, the poet welcomed the distinguished guests, and an elegant tea party began.
Newly brewed pineapple, the tea fragrance is overflowing, refreshing. This is not only a cup of tea, but also the poet's love and pursuit of life. The scent of tea and bamboo is intertwined, as if it is a chord of nature, melodiously wafting in the quiet night.
The poet was full of interest, splashing ink, and a few new leaves and bamboos jumped on the paper, contrasting with the faint mountain shadows outlined by a few brushes. This is not only a painting, but also a poem, a feeling, a scene, the aura and poetry between heaven and earth.
Qingming even valley rain, it is a good season for spring tea to go on the market. On such days, a cup of fragrant tea in your hand seems to hold the fragrance of the whole spring. Sitting and watching the clouds roll up, tasting the bitterness and sweetness of tea, the bits and pieces of life are integrated into this cup of tea.
The leisurely and comfortable at this moment is like a song of mountains and rivers, playing the most beautiful movement in life. Such a scene is not only a tea tasting and appreciating paintings, but also an art of life, a kind of yearning and pursuit of a better life.
8. Peony Picture - Tang Yin [Ming Dynasty]
Gu Yuhua branch number rat aunt, play Tong pipe into a picture. How much do you know about Pingkang fat powder, but there is no same color.
In the rainy season, the drizzle moistens the earth and promotes the delicate face of a hundred flowers. However, among these thousands of purples and thousands of reds, the most eye-catching is the peony that "moves the capital when the flowers bloom".
"Gu Yu Flower Branch No. Rat Girl, Playing Tong Pipe Drawing", Tang Yin used poetic brushstrokes to depict the beautiful scene of peony blooming in the valley rain season. The delicate flowers, like a lady in full costume, danced in the drizzle, exuding a charming fragrance. The poet playfully picked up the pipe and fixed this beautiful scene on the canvas.
"How much do you know about Pingkang fat powder, but can you have the same color?" The poet's question skillfully shows the uniqueness and gorgeousness of the peony color. Among the thousands of colors in this world, none can compare with the beauty of peonies. She is like a noble princess, and with her unique charm, she conquers all eyes.
The whole poem is full of the poet's praise and admiration for the peony. The graceful and luxurious temperament and the magnificent posture all make people fall for it. And the peony sticks to its own integrity, not afraid of wind, frost, snow and rain, which is even more admirable.
In Tang Yin's pen, the peony in the rainy season is no longer a simple flower, but has become a spiritual symbol. She represents perseverance, nobility and elegance, as well as the splendor and colorfulness of life.