Five Thoughts (Part 4)
【Tang】Yuan Zhen
Once the sea was difficult to water,
But Wushan is not a cloud.
Take the second flower bush lazy review,
半缘修道半缘君。
时间会慢慢沉淀，过往在记忆中渐渐低迷模糊，曾经经历过的爱恨情仇都将随着一江春水浩浩荡荡向西而去。 Life is still going on, and the pace of pursuit will never stop, but on the way forward, it does not mean that the beauty of the past will come to naught, but it is firmly engraved in the bottom of my heart and becomes the most beautiful nostalgia that I will never forget.
In the winter of the eighteenth year of Zhenyuan (802), braving the bitter cold wind, Yuan Zhi took the official examination again. With the frustration of failing in the last exam, he secretly vowed to stand out in this imperial examination. In the spring of the following year, Yuan Zhi was appointed as the secretary of the provincial school Shulang, and it was in this year that the twenty-four-year-old Yuan Zhi and Bai Juyi, who was eight years older than him, were listed in the same book and judged the Diocesan department, and merged into the secretary of the provincial school Shulang, and thus began their lifelong friendship with Yuan Bai. At the same time, Yuan Zhen has gained not only his friendship, but also an important woman who will enter his life and become an important bright color in his life.
Yuan Zhen was originally from an average background, and his family was not high, but this time he not only created opportunities for his career, but also opened a window for his love, and since then he has a higher capital to talk about marriage. The talented and prosperous Yuan Zhen appeared more and more in people's field of vision, and his figure attracted the attention of the crown prince Shaobao Wei Xiaqing. When it comes to the family, the position of the Wei eunuch is much higher than that of Yuan Zhen, who at that time was just a fledgling young man with no name and no fame at all, and he was far inferior to those noble and powerful family children; But it is such a pure Yuan Zhen, with his talent to win the appreciation of the crown prince Shaobao, Wei Xiaqing believes that the temporarily lost Yuan Zhen just did not meet the opportunity to serve the monarch and serve the country, with confidence in the inner potential of this young man, he is willing to marry his favorite little daughter to him.
That year, Wei Cong was in his prime, and he was very shy when he first met Yuan Zhen. A willow eyebrow is steadily drawn into a smile, and the clear eyes carry the undisturbed ocean. A loving gaze has already made Yuan Zhen's heart ripple. At that moment, the blood all over his body was surging for the power of love. This scene is still cherished in the depths of Yuan Zhen's memory many years later, and every time he recalls this scene, the sweetness and beauty of the past seem to be close at hand.
It is undeniable that the disparity in the portal will make people unconsciously doubt the political component of this marriage, but when Yuan Zhi and Wei Cong were combined, they began to love each other. Wei Cong's beauty lies not only in her appearance, but also in her dignified and virtuous and knowledgeable knowledge. She was originally born in a wealthy family, but she never was arrogant and disrespectful and admired vanity because of her rich background, and she never complained about it after marrying Yuan Zhen, but tried her best to serve her husband and love her family, and did her duty as a wife. Wei Cong's marriage to Yuan Zhi was when her husband was depressed, and she was always able to comfort him with a Boran mentality, and accompanied him through the poor and happy times of his life.
Seven years ago, she married Yuan Zhi with full enthusiasm, and for many years she has just silently expressed her love as far-reaching as the ocean in the way of selfless dedication to this family.
In the fourth year of Tang Xianzong's reign (809), Wei Cong, who was only twenty-seven years old, said goodbye to his beloved relatives and passed away. At this time, the thirty-one-year-old Yuan Zhen's career improved slightly, and the newly promoted Yuan Zhen, who was promoted to supervise the imperial history, imagined that a happy life was about to kick off, and his beloved wife who had worked hard for many years could finally stop working for a while.
Thousands of words and thousands of words, no pale words can express the pain of the person who loves each other being separated by life and death. At the time of Wei Cong's funeral, Yuan Zhi was unable to go in person because he was supervising the affairs of the Dongtai of the Imperial History Division, and he was deeply moved, so he wrote a painful sacrifice in advance, and asked someone to read it in front of Wei Congling to support the pain of lovesickness and grief.
On the day of Wei Cong's burial, the drizzle wet the new grass on the tomb, and the tender green life seemed to be a symbol of her youth. Seeing that everything familiar around him was carefully checked by his beloved wife's hands, Yuan Zhen couldn't help but burst into tears. Mianmian's deep affection is transformed into the murmuring words under his pen, carrying his deep thoughts and unrelieved sorrow, which is inspired by the death of his beloved wife "Three Songs of Sorrow".
The garments have been exhausted, and the needle and thread are still unopened. The dense stitches of the long shirt on his body seemed to still have the temperature that Wei Cong had held, and the stitches that had been sewn up couldn't even bear to be broken again. For Yuan Zhen, this kind of imagination has become a way of self-comfort and healing; I used to get along for countless days and nights, although I loved each other, but because of the barrenness of material conditions, I couldn't make my beloved live happier...... The Si people have passed away, leaving behind the sigh of "I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and the poor and lowly couples mourn everything".
I have seen the waves of the water of the sea, and it is difficult for the water to pull the heartstrings anywhere else; Revel in the dreamlike cloud and rain realm of Wushan, and the scenery elsewhere can hardly be called real cloud and rain. Even if he came to Yuan Zhen to marry and fall in love again, he couldn't match his deep affection for Wei Cong. As he said, he walked freely among the flowers, but he didn't have the heart to appreciate the flowers, half because he had already cultivated, and half because the permanent place in his heart was forever left to his departed sweetheart.
Song of Long Hate (excerpt)
[Tang] Bai Juyi
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In heaven wish to be a winged bird,
In the ground, I would like to be a branch.
The days are long and the days are endless,
This hatred lasts forever.
A pipa is not played, the song of neon clothes and feathers lingers, and the beautiful woman's dance skirt in the incense of the furnace shuttles out of a period of light and shadow. The footprints of history are gradually drifting away, but the legend of love will forever turn into an eternal wait in that "Song of Long Hatred".
Thinking about the past, singing and dancing were leveled, and the makeup was red and the wine was strong. No matter how beautiful the Sixth Palace Fandel is, it can't compare to the smile of the Yang family's daughter. The soft candlelight reflects Yang Yuhuan's shyness, and tonight he is drunk in the soft waves of the emperor, and together he turns into the most beautiful stars in the sky.
However, they are not ordinary men and women who love each other, the lord of a country should have the world in mind, but he is alone in the whirlpool of love and cannot extricate himself; A concubine was supposed to be guarding the harem, but in the name of love, she plunged into the troubled waters of politics. Not only Yang Yuhuan himself has inherited his own benevolence, but even his sisters and brothers are in high positions. When love is attached to political interests, new weights are constantly added to one end of the scale, and the crux of collapse is silently approaching little by little.
The sound of soldiers and cannons in the Anshi Rebellion shattered the male and female music hidden in the harem. One stone stirs up a thousand waves, the country does not exist, and the love is peaceful. The emperor, who had been indulging in women, finally tasted the bitter wine brewed by himself, and fled into the southwest with his beloved woman in a panic. With the collapse of this corner of the empire, the love between them is also facing a severe test. Between the survival of the country and the willingness of love, this lover who shoulders the mission of the country must make a choice.
The escape road is full of yellow dust, plank roads and mountains, the sun is bleak, the flags are dull, and the autumn scenery is bleak. The wind was gusting on the slope of Ma Wei, the dark blue sky was low, and the smell of war blood had filled the irritable air. The yin wind brought wave after wave of shouts from the soldiers of the Sixth Army, and the screams of the execution of the Yang family's daughter pierced Tang Xuanzong's heart. The dilemma is in front of you, and the scenes of once falling in love emerge little by little, whether it is a step forward or a point back, it is destined to be a tragic ending.
In the face of the country and love, he will eventually abandon love. This long-lasting hatred planted a fire in her grave, and wrapped into his heart along the cracks of the soil, the jade body of the beauty on the side has cooled, and the fragments of memory are still being replayed over and over again, the desolation of Sichuan and Shu is not as desolate as Tang Xuanzong's heart, the sweet warmth of the past and the gloomy sadness of the present are impressively photographed, and the illusion is like a dream, and it is difficult to remember.
It has become a favorite excuse to invoke when history changes. There are also many thin lives and red faces that have become scapegoats for people's verbal criticism, and this time, Yang Yuhuan paid the price of his life.
After returning to the palace, Tang Xuanzong's mind was difficult again, the flower ornaments carved with dragons and phoenixes on the pavilion and dance pavilion were still there, the lotus flowers in the pool were still blooming, and all the old scenes were new. Things are people, and the lingering lovesickness is stubbornly rooted in the dark life like a gall. The scene of Ma Weipo's day was like an inexplicable bulge in his memory, attracting Tang Xuanzong to touch and rub it in the days to come.
Tang Xuanzong, who was difficult to find warmth in reality, turned his gaze to imagination, and actually wanted to meet his lover again by seeking immortals. Suddenly went up to the sky, suddenly entered the ground, and it seemed that Yang Guifei had finally found her trace on the ethereal fairy mountain on the sea. In a trance, I saw a woman blowing her sleeves in the breeze, walking lightly, just like the reappearance of the scene of the neon clothes and feathers in the palace back then, the pear blossoms with the rain showed a lovely state, and the shyness of the lotus was not in the deep hope of the vein. The unfinished friendship in the world is finally realized in this fairyland, taking advantage of this short reunion, I can't help but make a life and death vow, whether it is the sky and the wings of the birds, or the earth will never be separated from the branches, but if they can always keep the beauty of pure love, the two are willing to live and die together.
If there is love in the sky, the sky is also old, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life. There is a sharp contrast between the unavailability of reality and the beauty of imagination, this long-lasting alliance is more like an ethereal mirage in the desert, the days of reunion are always short, and the regret of that bitter love is engraved in the heart for a long time, beyond all the barriers of time and space will never be erased.
The love and hatred that are eloquently told are intertwined in "Song of Long Hatred" to create a rich scenery. Irony and sympathy, remorse and regret, love and blame, all kinds of complex emotions constitute the multiple tensions of the poem's connotation. And a mysterious and vivid force that runs through the whole process is controlling the fate of these people, directing love and life in the direction of the unknown.
History is not abstract, it is a chain of links that choose different directions. If there was no encounter between Yuhuan and Xuanzong at that time, if there was no Anshi Rebellion at that time, if the emperor did not have to make that dilemma...... there were too many "yes", but the wheel of history was rolling in such a coincidence, and it was impossible to resist. Reality does not allow the "if" to be reversed and reinvented, only this "Song of Long Hatred" shines in the history of poetry and becomes an eternal star.
Two Bamboo Branch Words (Part 1)
【Tang】Liu Yuxi
Yangliu Qingqing River level,
Hear the sound of singing on the river.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west,
The Tao is sunny but sunny.
Some people say that love is an emotional game where you chase after me, and in such a naughty game, everyone plays a wonderful role; In fact, poetry, like love, is also an interesting word game, some people are affectionate, some people are simple, some people are rich, some people are fresh, but in Liu Yuxi's pen, it is to give full play to the ingenuity of the sound of language and righteousness, and a few strokes show the heartbeat and sorrow between men and women.
The green poplar willows are on the top, and the willow color of the poplars in the infinite spring light has added a bit of high-spirited vitality. As far as the eye can see, the river surface is flat like a mirror, and the light and shadow are full. Spring is the season with the richest feelings, and the spring breeze stirs up the feelings of young men and girls on both sides of the riverbank. On this beautiful day, the young man's loud singing voice accompanied by a slightly drunken soft wind blew into the heart of the young woman who was just beginning to fall in love. The song struck a chorus of magic. This hazy feeling is like the fragrance of flowers wafting in the air, and it is difficult to find it when you really feel it.
She had a pounding fawn in her heart, expecting her lover to soothe her beating. The ensuing two sentences seem to have nothing to do with the former, but they subtly respond to the doubts in the girl's heart. "The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny." On the one hand, the sunrise is sunny, and on the other hand, it is rainy, saying that there is no sunshine but there is sunny, saying that there is sunshine but there is no sunshine, this hazy sense of hesitation is the true portrayal of the first love. The homonym of "Qing" and "Love" here, the smart girl immediately realized the meaning of "affectionate" and "ruthless" behind this hidden word, and the final sentence of "affectionate" stopped to secretly show that the expressor's focus is on "being" and not on "nothing", which can not help but make the girl's heart happy.
It is a metaphor for the changeable weather of spring to pun love, and the cut is just right. The hazy hobby is like this hazy language, hovering between the meaning of words and the endless words, with a unique subtle elegance. It is very appropriate and natural to express the inner emotions of a woman.
The use of homophonic puns to express thoughts and emotions has been a common expression technique since the ancient poetry of the mainland. In this poem "Bamboo Branches", it is combined with white description, and renders a strong folk song atmosphere with fresh, lively, vivid and smooth language. It is catchy to read, shallow and affectionate, and it is rare to become a masterpiece that has been handed down to this day.
"Bamboo Branch Ci" was originally a poetic style, which evolved from the folk songs of the ancient Bashu and Shu Dynasty, and was used by Liu Yuxi in the Tang Dynasty. From the Xiariba people to the spring and white snow, in the long process of historical development, "Bamboo Branch Ci" has been continuously integrated and borrowed from literati poetry, infiltrating more social and historical changes and the poet's own ideological mood.
The discovery of "Bamboo Branches" was that when Liu Yuxi was degraded, the foreign culture in remote places gave him alternative inspiration for poetry creation, and it was at this time that Liu Yuxi began to have a strong interest in "Bamboo Branches" with regional characteristics, and devoted himself to research and promotion. Unexpectedly, the popularity of southern folk songs has made him a different style of poetry, indulging in the joy of collecting folk songs, and the original and innovative "Words of Willow Branches" and "Words of Bamboo Branches" have become a special scenery in the history of poetry in the Tang Dynasty.
The sentence "The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and the road is sunny but sunny", killing two birds with one stone reflects two different scenes. The ingenuity of language and the expression of emotion complement each other, and under the pen of Liu Yuxi, it has become an irreproducible classic.
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