Source: Tang and Song poems
Nalan Xingde's life is a legendary life, and it is also an embarrassing life.
He was born in a very noble family, has a very high talent, at a young age, he has a successful career, he has become a royal guard, and has the reputation of the first genius of the Qing Dynasty. However, it is also in response to that sentence, love is not long, and wisdom will be hurt. Nalan Xingde's short and brilliant life, obsessed with feelings, but also hurt by feelings.
In his heart, there is always love but not, there are always thousands of thoughts, all kinds of sorrows, scattered in the four seasons, becoming the most beautiful, but also the most sorrowful poems.
The summer is long, and the summer that belongs to Nalan Xingde, the longer, is lovesick. Acacia accompanies people, day after day, year after year, in the summer, acacia has not gone with spring, time has piled up lingering, never diminished.
Xie is as bright as water.
The incense is gone, still not sleeping, and the crows are crying early.
The tender and cold scoundrel Luo is thinly clothed, and he rests on the dry corners.
The most sorrowful, the lights are about to fall, and the geese are still flying.
- "Jiuquanzi Xie Cho Tu Yu"
The flowers have gone, and summer has arrived. In the middle of the night, a piece of bright moonlight, full of tenderness, slowly flowed like water. The incense has been extinguished, but the people have not yet slept, and under the night sky, the crows are crying endlessly. With a faint chill, Luo Yi is so thin, don't lean against the corner of the railing anymore. The most melancholy thing is that the lights are about to go out, and the geese have not yet flown back. Only acacia, in the dead of night, is like the moonlight, permeating the whole world, calling people how to be good! In time, the most unfree person is the person who is dyed with lovesickness!
Spring has passed, and when summer comes, how can the injury not be reduced, and how can the lovesickness be added? Without you, there will be no more, the beautiful scenery, without you, my life will be missing a piece, only to be filled with lovesickness. What is the purpose of such persistence?
The wheat waves are blowing in the clear wind and willows, and the spring has passed.
Why did he become a servant? After all, it's a spring tease.
The red medicine is carried by the plain hand, and the warm language is stronger than the wine.
Looking forward to the garden flower shop like embroidery, but it is thinner than before spring.
- "Four Harmony Fragrance, Wheat Waves Turning the Sunny Wind and Flying Willows"
The green wheat waves are rolling, the weather is sunny, the willow branches are fluttering in the wind, and it is already past spring, so why be sad again? But the feelings in my heart cannot be discharged. Next to the delicate peony flowers, you and I once joined hands to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and the heart-warming words are more intoxicating than wine. Pan, pan, the flowers and plants in the garden are paved like splendor, but you don't come anymore. My lovesickness has increased with time, and I am thinner than before, and this increase and decrease is all my heart for you. And you, with that good old time, are gone. It's like a dream, but it's empty!
In the world, there is always too much separation. Why can't people who have love stay together? Time is like water, passing mercilessly, lovesick like silk, lingering, knotted in my heart, becoming an inescapable love network, trapped in my life.
Outside the green yin curtain, the shadow of the sycamore, the jade tiger holds the golden well.
I'm afraid that I'll be late when I hear the curtain come out, and I'll be lovesick every year.
The desolate ground is full of red heart grass, who knows this hatred.
Wait for the memories to send new words, and pay the banana wind and the moon slanting.
- "Poppy"
The green shade is getting thicker, the shadow of the plane tree is swaying outside the curtain, and the jade tiger-shaped wheel slowly moves the golden well. I was most afraid of hearing the cuckoo's chirping, for fear of arousing my sorrow, so I refused to go out. It's easy to get to this day, and the lovesickness still can't be reduced slightly. All eyes are desolate, and look at the spreading red heart grass. Who can know about this hatred? I want to put this deep affection in the poems, but I don't realize that I have waited for the wind to be fixed, the plantain is also fixed, and the moon is slanting westward. On nights like this, I always have no sleep, I want to send lovesickness, but I have nowhere to send it, I can only write a new word and read it to myself.
Keeping each other is definitely the most beautiful word in this world. Love is not a difficult thing, and how lucky it is to be fated to stay together. People who have entered the heart either stay together or love each other, and there is no other way to go!
Yan Shanyu wears a neon dress, and she is relatively red makeup.
The lotus silk wind sent Ling Bo away, bowed his head again, and discussed softly.
A kind of deep affection, very bitter, the pulse is slanted and yang.
The color fragrance is empty and reincarnated, and the bright moon is a small silver pond.
The peach roots and peach leaves will eventually stay together, accompanied by hospitality, and the mandarin ducks will stay together.
The wild rice is drifting, Shen Yun is dark, and the same dream is sent to Xiaoxiang.
- "A Bunch of Flowers: Song and Tilian"
The blooming and Dilian are like a beautiful woman who has just finished dancing the neon dress and feather dance, and the jade pendant is crooked. After a dance, look at each other and tidy up the red makeup. A gust of wind blew, green waves rippled, and the lotus lowered its head, as if discussing something softly. They have an unknown deep affection, and there is endless bitterness in their hearts. In the afterglow of the slanting sun, with the evening sky on his back, revealing a faint sadness. The delicate colors of the flowers fade away, but the fragrance becomes more intense. At night, the moonlight is like silver, shining on the small pond. That and Tilian, just like the peach roots, the peach leaf sisters love each other, accompanied by the mandarin ducks under the leaves, have a good dream. The wild rice floating in the water and the clouds in the sky are dark, such a scene makes people sad. If there is a dream, the dream is also lovesickness, if you can stay together, no matter how hard it is, it is also a blessing.
Nalan Xingde's life, lovesickness accounts for most of it. In this body, the love is endless, and the lovesickness is endless. The four seasons pass by, the sun and the moon rise and fall, all of them are witnesses, but they can't take away the hard thoughts. He used his short life to interpret the word "love".
The cicadas in the dew court are resting, the yarn is as blue as smoke, and the smoke is exquisite.
And the fragrant shoulders are unspeakable, and the cherries secretly unravel the clove knots.
Laughing roll light shirt caviar valerian. Try to flutter the fireflies and startle the amphibian butterflies.
Thin jade waist stained with powder leaves, life is not lovesick.
——《Butterfly Love Flower》
The trees in the courtyard are full of dewdrops, the cicadas are singing, and the light veil is like smoke and fog, and the smoke is hazy, and the moonlight is lightly sprinkled. You and I walk silently, side by side, the cherries are fruitful, and the cloves are the sorrow of condensation. You smile and roll up your light clothes to catch the flying fireflies, but you inadvertently startle the butterflies that live in both habitats. The beautiful scenes always make people recall that they seem to be close at hand, but they are so far away. How can you not make people sick, emaciated, and heartbroken? Without your night, only acacia accompanies you, only melancholy!
Romantic, passionate summer days that should have been full of joy and happiness. However, Nalan, who was young, suffered from lovesickness. He was born in a wealthy family, but his life has too many unsatisfactory things. If there is an afterlife, perhaps, he just wants to be an ordinary person, with his beloved, accompanied by green mountains and green waters, living an ordinary life of firewood, rice, oil and salt, no longer separated, and there is no sadness.
In May, the wheat in the south of the Yangtze River has been thinned, and the rain is faint in the Huangmei season.
Watch the swallows teach the chicks to fly.
A water is thick and cloudy like a painting, and the peaks are unharmed and sunny.
Who is alone on the fishing rocks.
- "Huanxi Sha, May Jiangnan Wheat is Thin"
In the Huangmei season, the wheat seedlings in the south of the Yangtze River are sparse, the drizzle is drizzling, and the swallows are flying around. And the landscape in the smoke and rain, like an ink painting scroll, fascinating, after the rain the sky is clear, the green peaks are shrouded in the sun, extraordinarily distinct. Whose woman is that? Wearing a beautiful skirt and washing clothes alone on the rocks by the water, she is happy and happy, right? When the poet saw the woman washing between the mountains and rivers, he remembered his beloved wife who had left him, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Such a bland happiness, he and her, can't get it in the end!
The summer is so long, but it can't be lovesick, Nalan Xingde was just thirty years old, and he died depressed. He died in the summer, and also died on the death day of his wife, Lu. Is it just a coincidence that I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I want to die on the same day and month of the same year? On the same day of the same month, he went to another world, met her, never separated again, and told her all the lovesickness. The romance of summer is full of sadness and sweetness, and Nalan Xingde uses his life and all his enthusiasm to interpret what is the love of a lifetime and a couple. The flow of time, the change of seasons, can not reach, that person, bring, a lifetime of changes, a lifetime of attachment!
-Author-
He Yu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and wishes time to leave warm memories.