Author: 蘅苒, original article, reprinted is prohibited.
Title Li Ning Secluded
Ja Island
Idle and few neighbors, grass path into the desert garden.
Birds stay in the trees by the pond, and monks knock on the door under the moon.
Crossing the bridge is divided into wild colors, moving stones and moving cloud roots.
For the time being, I still come here, and the quiet period is not worthy.
The poem tells the story of the poet on the night of the moon
Visiting friends did not meet
But it was a small thing that was moved by the scenery along the way.
The poems are based on grass paths, deserted gardens, birds,
Pond trees, wild colors, cloud roots and other common scenery,
Creates a quiet and relaxed atmosphere,
It expresses the poet's longing for the reclusive life of his friends.
In the poem, "The bird stays in the tree by the pond, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon",
It is a famous sentence that has always been widely recited.
Here "monk" refers to the poet himself,
Because of the knock on the door, the birds perched on the treetops by the pool awakened,
Caused the birds to stir,
Birdsong and knocking on the door are a contrast.
The poet captures this fleeting sight,
The stillness of the movement highlights the tranquility of the environment.
On a quiet spring night, people have long been asleep, and everything that has just awoke from hibernation is still whispering in the moonlight.
Sleepless people sit alone under the lamp, bored to knock on chess pieces, picking out the lights.
Outside the window, the full moon washed in the spring rain glowed with a silky pure luster, just like a soft halo behind the god statue.
Unable to sleep, he simply learned the prince who visited Dai on that snowy night and set out to find friends.
Stepping over the small bridge and wading through the shoals, the dew-stained mangshoe finally came to a halt on a winding path.
Looking at the new green in front of me, some can't bear to trample on it.
Tiptoe through the grass and walk to the door of your friend.
"Boom boom..." One, two, knocks on the door echoed in the silent night sky, and no one answered.
The whispers of water birds came from the poolside, as if complaining that their dreams were disturbed.
In the shadows of the trees, the birds shake off the dew of the tip of their wings, and their sleeping eyes are hazy.
Previously anxious to hurry, did not pay attention to the scenery along the way, at this time quietly appreciate, Fang felt charming.
The night wind that whisked through the clothes carried the fragrance of peach blossoms into the distance, stirring the white clouds in the mountains for no reason, drifting carelessly.
The cloud shadow and the mountain shadow reflected in the water, and for a moment it was impossible to tell whether it was cloud movement, mountain movement or water movement.
The leaves are stirred by the wind and rustled, like the ancient Sanskrit sounds coming through time and space, and like the bells of the ancient temple, hitting the heart.
Independent of this square world, a body of dust was also washed away by the aura of the landscape, leaving only a heart, and the rhythm of flowing water, silently beating.
The wandering soul travels alone against the loneliness of thousands of years, wandering endlessly.
At this moment, I suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was clear and clear, and I had an epiphany in an instant.
The mundane things that haunted my heart also dissipated suddenly, turning into a breeze in the night.
It is enough to go with pleasure and return with pleasure, and although I have not seen my friends, it is enough to enjoy this good night alone.
O friend, when the world is over, I will meet you again between the mountains and rivers and enjoy this moonlight!
【Author's Profile】Su Ran, I hope to use words to record the beauty of every moment, interesting souls will always get together, I am in an interesting place, wait for an interesting you!