In late spring and April, the forest is luxuriant, but the greenery can hardly hide the residual red on the ground. A gust of wind blows, and it constantly rolls up the petals that have not yet faded. The petals flew into the air, and then slowly tumbled and fell, as if telling the joys and sorrows experienced in a short life, and as if conveying the incomparable remembrance of the world.
Those beautiful flowers used to be so delicate and charming, as if they were lovely elves sent by heaven, and like vigorous young girls. They are fresh and charming, like hibiscus out of water, and fragrant, which makes people stop and linger, and even many poets will hold candles to watch at night.
But once it falls into mud and is ruthlessly trampled on, it is really regrettable. The following three songs "Falling Flowers" are shared, showing the style of residual red and drifting, and conveying the sadness of the beautiful and difficult to stay.
Falling Flowers Karasue · Sai-ki-hsien
The morning opens and the twilight also declines, and the rain blows and the wind blows.
The ancient house is nowhere to be found, when the sun is full of ground.
Quietly slices of green moss, idly decorated with green sedge branches.
The colorful roots and branches are in, and next year will be this period.
Falling flowers, also known as falling red and remnant Ying, represent haggard aging, beauty and difficulty in poetry, and also express the poet's regret, and the literati and writers also use it to symbolize the fleeting youth and the change of dynasties. The poem is delicately portrayed, euphemistic, and has a deeper meaning at the end.
The poet first sighed that some of the flowers were blooming and twilight, and then they were ravaged by the wind and rain, so they fell from the branches one after another, as if overnight, and suddenly the ground was full of red. They are flying everywhere, and the front of the ancient house and the water surface of the pond are even more poignant in the reflection of the setting sun.
The remnants of the flowers on the branches are constantly falling and flying under the blowing of the spring breeze, and they can be found on the moss on the ground and among the green sand in the garden. In the face of such a bleak picture, the poet is not sad, but optimistically reminds everyone that although the remnants of the flowers are falling, but "the beautiful roots and branches are there", people can still enjoy the beautiful picture of thousands of purples and thousands of reds in the coming year.
Falling Flowers Southern Tang · Li Zhong
Every year in March, I don't care about the red.
I hate the rain in the West Garden, and I hate the wind in the south of the country.
The piece is far away with the flowing water, and the color is broken by the sky.
Looking forward to the jungle, drink leisurely and be poor.
At the end of March of the lunar calendar every year, it is the twilight of spring, and the remnants are all over the place, which is regrettable, but the talents have nothing to do, they can only sigh and be full of melancholy.
The poet could not let the remnants of the flowers return to the branches, so he used empathy to transfer the resentment to the merciless wind and rain. "Cool hate, hate" conveys the poet's deep love and hatred.
The neck couplet turned to the scene, and the remnants of the flowers fell to the surface of the water, drifted into the distance with the current, and disappeared from people's sight in the blink of an eye. The remnants that are falling in mid-air are brilliantly colored, comparable to the sunset in that fragment of the sky.
The ending is full of pathos, and the poet stares wistfully at the remnants of the woods, melancholy, with wandering thoughts, and even has no intention of drinking. Maybe the poet is at a low point in his life, maybe the talented man is encountering a career dilemma, so he uses the moral to express a strong sadness, although there is a little less optimism, but it is a true expression of emotion, not a disease-free moan.
Falling Flowers Northern Song Dynasty · Han Qi
Who is the master of the enchantment, and the spring light goes non-stop.
The soul is chaotic, and the business is duckweed.
Qian pod steals the remainder, and Yin Wu attacks the old Xin.
Every year, I believe in it, be careful not to sigh and drift.
The opening chapter does not directly describe the scene of falling flowers, but expresses a pathos. The poet said with emotion that it is a pity that the splendid spring light cannot be eternal, and even if those red ones are still charming, their fate is not known to be dominated by whom.
She is like a catkins flying around, without a soul, and she falls to the surface of the water, chasing duckweed, as if full of nostalgia for life. These two metaphors are apt and imaginative, and they are admirable.
The neck couplets are set off from the side, the money pod is the elm pod, and the yinwu refers to the barren grass; "stealing the remaining state, attacking the old heart" depicts the remnants of the flowers falling into the elm branches and grass, still charming and exuding the fragrance. The author did not directly praise the remnant flowers, but used the surrounding scenery to further show the poignant feeling of falling flowers.
The end shows the poet's broad-mindedness, although the remnants of flowers are everywhere, but "every year is there", everyone must not lament the falling flowers. However, the poet's advice can not make the sorrowful talents wake up from their dreams, the late Tang Dynasty poet Li Shangyin once sadly broke his intestines and couldn't bear to sweep, and his eyes still wanted to return, which shows that the mood is different, and the scenery gives people different feelings, so the scenery is a love language, and there is no right or wrong in sadness and joy.