Frost and frost leaves four songs to appreciate: three autumn shore snowflakes first white, one night forest frost leaves red
The frost season has arrived. This solar term is 210 degrees from the sun reaching the Ecliptic in the astronomical calendar, the lunar calendar in late September, and the Gregorian calendar is fairly stable between October 22 and October 23 in the Gregorian calendar. This is the most beautiful late autumn and golden autumn.
Why do you say that this is the last festival of the traditional autumn, the last fifteen days, after these fifteen days, the season turns to winter.
People say that autumn is deep and the most beautiful golden autumn is said to be this period. Because from the perspective of temperature, close to the early spring of the year, half warm and half cold, from the precipitation point of view, there is not as much as spring, but the unique frost dew forms another kind of grace, nourishing small herbs, from the autumn color, most of the deciduous trees, has entered the most colorful tail stage, ten thousand mountains are red, the forest is dyed, but unlike winter, the leaves are completely withered clean, the colorful leaves are autumn, and the refreshing blue sky, the clear air, forming a spectacular late autumn beauty.
Then the frost came, so that most of the leaves of the trees were reduced due to cold and light, and the chlorophyll synthesis was insufficient, but the anthocyanins had the upper hand to retain the sun's light and warmth. If you look at the trees, you will find that if there is no storm, in fact, these leaves still have a period of life, beautiful in the branches, when you gently pluck the red and yellow leaves, you can actually find the faint moisture hidden in the petiole, which is the life and vitality of the leaves that refuse to be broken.
Of course, in the dry and cold air, some of these beautiful and colorful leaves will wither quietly, as if they have walked their lives peacefully, in the quiet air of autumn, looking at the leaves that fall without wind, there is also an extremely Zen beauty, and the final rolling and flying are so elegant, like the affectionate curtain on the stage.
However, there are still some leaves, young leaves that emerge in late autumn, which are also tender red and yellow, such as many maples, many young shoots of evergreen trees in autumn.
In the frost festival, whether there is really frost or not, these leaves can be called frost leaves, because it is in the frost season, they are particularly brilliant in the cold air.
"Far up the stone path of the Cold Mountain, there is a family in Baiyunsheng."
Parking to sit in love maple forest at night, frost leaves red in February flowers. "Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
This is the famous Frost Leaf poem. In late autumn climbing already cold peaks in autumn and winter, a stone road, which goes around the mountain, leads to the depths of the mountain forest.
Stopping in the mountainside, the distant mountain cooking smoke wafted like white clouds, hiding fireworks.
I love the autumn colors of this maple leaf full of mountains, in the falling sun, the maple leaves that have been blown by the wind and frost are more bright and fiery red than the flowers in February.
Many people naturally think that this maple leaf is the leaf of an aging maple tree, burning like a fire in the cold air of the slanting sun.
Of course, there is another possibility, he saw or there are new leaves of the latest autumn maple, growing in an upward posture.
Du Mu's poems are famous, of course, to deal with the middle-aged and elderly people in many people's lives, on the surface, it seems that it is the twilight of life and years, but the middle-aged and elderly people have the accumulation of life, with the infiltration of wind, frost, rain and snow in the years, more wise and mature.
If you have the opportunity to exert your talents and residual heat, you will be more stable and wiser than young people.
And if you know how to appreciate life, the most mature beauty, is in the middle and old age, then every behavior, every decision, there is the power of wisdom condensed by the years, is not more brilliant and deep than the spring flower?
"The new Entong is in the Dragon Building, and the gods are close to the old hill.
Zi Zhilu, the duke of his own garden, still chases after Fu Chisongyou.
Hualin frost leaves red xia evening, Yishui clear light jasper autumn.
More followed by the Dongshan Wen Cocktail Party, the first to know the river left is not flowing. "Liu Yuxi's "From Zuo Feng Guiluo's Reward lotte and Present Pei Linggong"
Liu Yuxi was 33 years old and had once been an important official in the imperial court, so young, young Junyan who was straight up in the clouds. But fate has always joked with life, reusing his old emperor forced to retire overnight, a heavenly son and a courtier, Liu Yuxi overnight, was sent by the new tianzi to the Tang Dynasty border Sichuan to become a small magistrate, which is already a grace free from capital crimes.
It was just that the young Liu Yuxi thought that he was not at fault and longed for the use of the imperial court, so he waited for 23 years. Bashan Shushui, the old Liu Yuxi's watery year, but in his later years, he still gained the glory he deserved, and finally returned to Chang'an Luoyang, where he had been separated for decades.
Here, Bai Juyi, an old friend who cares about him, picks up the wind and washes the dust for him, the two people were born in the same year, each experiencing the ups and downs of the eunuch sea, and both of them are close to sixty years old man. The past is in a glass of wine, and the red color of the sunset still illuminates his heart.
They still want to do something old.
Liu Yuxi received a new appointment, shangshu, the eastern capital of Luoyang, and Bai Juyi was also working and living in Luoyang as a guest of the crown prince at this time, and the two people and Pei Mou, who was also a high-ranking official, landed on the landscape of Luoyang in the late autumn frost season.
"Hualin frost leaves red xia evening, Yishui clear light jasper autumn."
The autumn leaves after the frost were as brilliant as the sunset, and the autumn colors of the imperial capital were clear. It is written about the scenery, and it is also a kind of old-fashioned state of mind.
Sure enough, the imperial court did not let Liu Yuxi idle, and with his many years of experience in governance, he was allowed to manage some important cities as a Shangshu. It was trust in his abilities.
Liu Yuxi's experience also gives us positive enlightenment, first, we must believe in the future, and second, we must turn the grinding of life into death and wisdom, so that we can have a brilliant old age.
"Mistletoe Xiao Xiao brought the reed wind, and the temple was returned to the Guest Branch."
The snowflakes on the three autumn shores are white, and the forest frost leaves are red overnight.
The mountains stacked with the clouds of Chu Tian, and the waves of Wuyuan were even empty.
Leisurely travel list frequently look back, no compound pine window half the same. "Wen Tingjun", "Panshi Temple Left farewell to become a duke"
Many people think that Wen Tingjun is a talent of the late Tang Dynasty, but this is only an impression brought about by his beautiful and poignant and even euphemistic poetry, such as his famous "hills overlap Jin Ming extinguished, sideburns want to spend the cheeks and snow." "Write about the beautiful boudoir leisure of aristocratic women."
But Wen Tingjun has another handsome and atmospheric side, which should be the real him.
Leaving heavyweight confidants and friends at the mountain temple, this poem does not have the slightest grease powder, but on the contrary, the sincere atmosphere is profound.
The mistletoe leaves are small, with the white dew as the frost of the crab leaf autumn wind, I and you are separated in front of the temple.
You look at the water's edge in these three autumns, the reeds are like snow, you see this night the frost falls, and the mountains are red all over the place.
The beauty of this poem is beautiful, clean and elegant, with magnificent reed flowers and white snow, compared with the autumn leaves of the mountains and forests, fluent and bright, and fresh atmosphere.
Higher in the back, the distant mountains overlap, where you go chu tianyun wide, where the low clouds are blocked, is a military stronghold, you see the river water connected to the court of the Wu kingdom, the mountains are in your heart.
This is for friends, but how is it not Wen Tingjun's own boyly feelings?
It's just that he, like Li Shangyin, was born in the late Tang Dynasty, and the channel of ascension was controlled by politicians, and as a result, two arrogant and promising people were forced to become the prince of love poems.
Most of the future generations remember his "mirror before and after the flower, the flowers and faces are intertwined", how many people know the mood of the boy who knows his ascent?
"Autumn end Wujiang Road, Danfeng tree strange."
The leaf is the color of the poet, and the frost is the master of painting.
Looking like a drunken hometown, I suspect that it is too late.
When the clouds are stopped, the staff is not returned. "Song Dynasty Fang Feng", "Wing Frost Leaf Sending Gao Yu Shan Father"
This is a beautiful poem admiring the frost autumn maple leaves.
At the end of autumn, walking on the road along the Jiangnan River, the Dan maple is the beauty of the trees.
That leaf is the poet's heart, and the frost is the painter, making the maple leaf turn red every day, as if rendering the poet's heart.
The maple is red, and from a distance, it looks like a fairy country indulging in wine, and between trances, it is suspected that the spring flowers bloom in late autumn, and there is such a brilliant bar.
The clouds of the sky were as stagnant as I was at this time, and they were immersed here together.
And I was on crutches, and I stood like a fossil in the slanting sun.
It was how brilliant it was that made this old man linger.
Did you see yourself in the falling red glow or did you forget yourself?
Frost falls, of course, there is a drop in temperature, but at the same time this is the most colorful and beautiful late autumn. People who actually understand the solar terms know that the real leaves are withering, at least in most parts of China, late to early winter or mid-winter.
The leaves that are full of red branches and yellow branches in the wind and frost are still trying to bloom the last brilliance at the end of life.
That's the temperature of life.
Hatsuyoshi Katsuyuki interprets the love and beauty in the poems for you.