Appreciation composition of ancient poetry (melancholy)

Keywords red crisp hand, Huangteng wine,

Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city.

Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been in a melancholy state for several years and left the cable.

No, no, no!

I suddenly got stuck when I was writing Hairpin Phoenix, thinking that Lu You, Tang Wan and Shen Yuan knew too many people. I know the story very well, but I don't know where to start. I like self-abuse, too. I don't want to repeat what others have said. There is nothing new at all.

Before the western concept of heredity was introduced, China traditionally believed in "flesh and blood", and it was only natural for cousins to marry their cousins. This exchange of relatives of poor families saves a lot of bride price; Rich families add more joy. There are many love stories between cousins among the people. They are so poor that they don't love the rich, tear up their engagement, give and receive in private, and secretly order for life ... Because cousins are also divided into so-called cousins, aunts are often seen to dislike nephews in operas.

Lu You and Tang Wan are cousins, but they are menstruation who dislikes his niece. Tang Wan was "dissatisfied" with what he had done, and her husband was a filial man, which planted the seeds of tragedy. When I read the story of Twenty-four Filial Pieties, I always feel scared. How can there be such a foolish and filial person in the world? Such a cruel thing is always used as an example by future generations, sung by the Beijing opera "Three Mothers and Godsons". It is said that the royal family is ruthless. In fact, China's grandiose way is equally cruel among the people. Because the power is smaller and the responsibility is heavier, sometimes the ethical code is more abnormal and depressed.

Lu You is not a timid person. "Three Wan Li rivers enter the sea, five thousand mountains climb skyscrapers", "When Wan Li seeks to seal the Hou, the horse guards Liangzhou", "Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier dreams". The generosity and loyalty in his poems make people shrug. "Get on the horse and attack the crazy Hu, dismount the horse and write the army", and his career in poetry and sword is as wonderful and as calm. However, in front of his mother and his favorite woman, he is a coward.

Maybe it's wrong to accuse him like this. He cannot be unfilial. After all, it was the people of that era, and the standard heroes domesticated by ethics, such as the Monkey King, could not earn the golden hoop curse. So I begged again and again, and finally bowed my head and divorced my beloved wife.

There are too many emotional entanglements in the love that originally belonged to two people. The entanglement is very heavy and complicated, and I can't let it go.

He married another lady Wang, and she married another one. There's no way to separate in the blink of an eye. Time and time again, life is like death. Time has begun again. This incident will repeat itself ... "Peacock flies southeast and wanders for five miles. ..... Bootstrap to Qingchi and hang the southeast branch. " Can you see Liu Lanzhi and Jiao Zhongqing looming in the smoke pipe of the Eastern Han Dynasty?

Time goes by slowly, and the sad blood of those who have lived has gradually turned into a piece of skin in the opera, which is simple and thin, and anyone can put it on him; The black and white between the pages is light and thin, and anyone can say it. They became stories and myths.

Thought it was over. However, after the Three Kingdoms, Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, Sui, Tang and Northern Song Dynasties, in the Southern Song Dynasty, Jiao and Lu's mother could still raise the stick of "filial piety" to drive Yuanyang away for her son's future. As the son of a small official, I dare to be angry and dare not speak, and I don't know the truth of filial piety. The virtuous and beautiful daughter-in-law was sent home wronged-it was still the same tragedy, and even the scene did not change, except that the protagonist took the stage and changed a mask.

"Thank future generations, and don't forget to warn." Peacock flies southeast, and the Millennium expectation is still empty.

10 years later, he returned to his hometown and went to Shenyuan alone. It should be a bad feeling in my heart that led him to leave. That's where he fell in love with Tang Wan. Shen Yuan's lush years are his secret garden hidden in his heart for many years.

He mourned in the Shen Garden, thinking that the world was like water and there was no turning back, so was the Song Dynasty, and so was his love. I turned around and met her again. In this picturesque spring, willow trees smashed a pool of clear water. The man who once intertwined his fingers and separated his flowers from his willows has married his wife.

Why do we have to meet?

At this point, Tang Wan has been decided by his family to remarry celebrity Zhao Shicheng. On a warm spring day, the couple went to the park together.

She came with flowers and willows. After ten years' absence, I saw him again, or the boy wearing a weak crown and looking up at the willow. It seems that he has stood there since he was a child and never left.

Why does it have to be ten years?

This number is like a curse, encouraging people to regard time as a grave and bury everything in it. When I was waiting for you, I felt that things had changed and it was calm, and then I came out at once, seeing that you couldn't stand it. Cable that I haven't seen for several years (2) Serial: If life is like the first sight, you will know that we have never left each other at all. Ten years ago, we broke up. Ten years later, I am behind you. Still friends, you can still say hello quietly. However, that tenderness can no longer find a reason to hug.

She sent someone to bring a glass of rattan wine. Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, please fill this glass. This may be the closest contact between you and me. Lovers will inevitably become friends in the end. She returned to Xiao Xuan and had a fast food with her husband. Through the swaying willows, she knew he was not far away, but she was afraid to look up at him again. The past is unbearable, even if there are thousands of melancholy, it can only be buried in the heart and rotted in the heart. He's already another woman. Although Zhao Shicheng was a gentleman enough to give them a chance to catch up, he didn't dare to come and she didn't dare to invite him. Who's not afraid? This can't restrain the lovesickness like the sea!

She only sent a glass of wine. I'll give you Huangteng wine with my bare hands. When you meet a speechless gentleman, you should laugh. Every spring breeze comforts loneliness.

She and her husband were drinking on the porch, and vaguely saw Diane frowning, holding black tea in her hands and gently pouring wine for him. Through the swaying willows, she is under the porch, just like the moon between the clouds and the forbidden willows.

I used to think that we were husband and wife for life.

He wrote "Hairpin Phoenix" on the wall. In order to escape this fatalistic frustration and regret, Lu You left his hometown of Yin Shan, went north to resist gold with a breeze of three feet, and then moved to Sichuan and Guizhou. A year later, Tang Wan revisited Shenyuan, went to the place where he met Lu You, and saw the vivid words on the chalk, just like seeing their hard work. She cried sadly, and then she said-

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, and the tears are residual. I want to talk about it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult.

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold and the night was dim. People dared not ask questions, but swallowed their tears and pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide.

Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Why do you say "Hairpin Phoenix" again? Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. After you and I left, it was another spring with Wuling scenery. Why do you want to sigh that "the mountain alliance is there, and the brocade book is hard to believe"?

Cousins' love is like a teenager's dream, in a trance. A solar term has passed, but as relatives, they seem to be more silent and shy. It's just the figure passing sideways in front of the hall, and the footsteps listening before lying down, just the topic of parents laughing. Youth has passed in imagination and expectation.

That year, he finally took a hairpin phoenix as a dowry and married her home. It's a hair clip, and the head of the hair clip is a small phoenix-a small phoenix mouth, thinking that it tightens the love of a lifetime.

I think one night's hug and sleep is a lifetime together. I am so attached to you that I have no intention of doing anything else. Talking about poetry every day, I don't know which day it will be, and I have given up all my fame and fortune. Get such a blue-hearted wife, who is willing to just pursue fame and gain and neglect you? What's more, I tried again and again, because I was offended by my honest and frank temperament, which was a poet's dream in my blood; It's not your fault.

Who said that generations of famous families, children must be officials to stay at home and live up to their ancestors? Who doesn't want to play "But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer and ride to you, great mountain, when I need you" in Li Taibai if it weren't for the eventful autumn? Between the mountains and rivers, gambling books and splashing tea, the piano and the harp blend together. "A pot of wine in front of the boat, a book in the stern, catching purple mandarin fish and spinning white lotus roots." Enough to teach the world not to envy mandarin ducks but to envy immortals.

Unexpectedly, she was annoyed by her mother. On the one hand, Tang Wan was barren, on the other hand, Lu You indulged in doting on children, which delayed her husband's fame. She is an immoral woman. I went to divination and said that the two words didn't match. My mother was shocked when she heard the news, and forced her son to write a divorce certificate, eager to marry another wife for him. Lu you is Lu you after all. He can only be a pillar of the country, from Hakka to official career, but not Jia Baoyu who is deeply immersed in love.

It's also because I love my son, his fame and career, and the "Oedipus complex" that I can't tell myself. Like Jiao Zhongqing's mother, a daughter-in-law can't please her mother-in-law. Because my son loves you too much, which is a sin in itself.

A woman's jealousy is a demon flower, which blooms on the roots of jealousy and malice, but often takes love as a cover.

Not long after writing Hairpin Phoenix, Tang Wan died of grief and depression. She deserves a land tour! The only disappointment is Zhao Shicheng, right? An elegant and open-minded gentleman. History books do not mention his affection and generosity, but it should also be a legend. If it weren't for "once the sea was difficult for water", if it weren't for what happened to Shen Yuan, it wouldn't be a myth that he and Tang Wan lived safely to the old age.

Tang Wan said: "I was afraid of being asked, but I pretended to be happy with my tears." Does he really feel nothing? Shen Yuan's encounter, her unfinished feelings with him, can't he really see it? He just chose forbearance and silence. He loves her and respects her. I left her with sadness for a few years, drawing an insurmountable galaxy between two men who loved her with death. Without crossing the bridge, we will never see each other again in this life. Sometimes death is the easiest way to give up.

Even if my heart is broken, I can't make you love me. At midnight, what kind of pain should he have?

Lu You doesn't know all this. He deliberately stayed away from home and was busy with the great cause of resisting gold. Only by watching the sword at night, dreaming back to the military life of blowing horns, and blocking the wind knife and frost sword in the building can we kill the lingering pain in the heart that belongs to Jiangnan.

Life is like a blink of an eye. If you waste it, it will be gray. It was not until forty years later that Lu You returned to Shenyuan that he saw Tang Wan's harmony words. However, where are the Iraqis? They missed forty years! Forty years, we were supposed to be together but separated. ...

It stings like biting the tip of the tongue, and I gently think of the sentence in Nineteen Ancient Poems: "Live and die together, and worry about death." A moment's farewell brings desolation and loneliness for half a life; An unfilled hole in life is just a wrong hand. It is wrong to love too much. You can direct an unstoppable tragedy without malice. Love itself is not right or wrong, so it can be wrong.

In his life, he wrote more than 9000 poems, but none of them were dedicated to his mother and his second wife. I'm not complaining in my heart, I just can't say it clearly. He still has a grudge after all, and he still has a grudge. His mother strangled the happiness of his life and forced the woman he loved most to die.

Filial piety to mother should be voluntary. If it is resentment, it is already unfilial. In fact, he regrets it very much. He might as well do the opposite and try not to do anything filial to his son and be loyal to himself in order to save a growing hatred. Unfortunately, it has been wrong. If you make a mistake, it will last forever.

The softest wound in Jin Ge's trip to MOS Rail should be this "Shen Yuan". You can't touch it. There are tears when you move. He happened to see someone else's chrysanthemum pillow and remembered that she had dried wild chrysanthemums and sewed them into chrysanthemum pillows. A pillow made for him. The fragrance of chrysanthemums made him sigh sadly-"calling back the dream of forty-three years, no one said it was heartbroken at the dim light."

He can only empathize with Shen Yuan. The last place I saw my lover. "Every time I go to town, I have to see the temple. I can't win." At that time, the old Lu You was always in tears and miserable. He revisited the Shen Garden again and again. Even if he was sleepwalking, he still had poems to do.

"The flowers in Shenjiayuan are like brocade, half of them were put in that year", and the flowers in Shenjiayuan will remember; "Liu Lao in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton", Liu Hui in Shenyuan will remember; "The sad green under the Spring Wave Bridge was once a stunning photo", and all the water in Shenyuan will remember it. Every grass and tree in Shenyuan will remember, and so will he. I feel sorry for being so old.

"This body is mountain soil, and it is still hanging."

Today, I came and saw the bright moon and people in the Song Dynasty. The two characters carved on the screen wall by later generations are far away from each other, and the black tablet is white, which is sad. There's a connection, but there's no chance to hold hands The mountains are high and the water is long, and the dreams are lingering. See you again, only the afterlife. The wall was pierced by sad words. Although it has been repaired smoothly, it is still "ink is still locked in the wall."

At the end of summer, at first glance, the garden is green. There are not as many gardens in Suzhou as in Suzhou, but they still arouse people's attachment. Just like the Grand View Garden in Beijing and Shanghai, people who love a dream of red mansions still have to go in and have a look, knowing that it is fake.

The tree grew old quietly with him, and the water was still green, as if you could see her beautiful image as soon as you bowed your head. I stayed in Shenyuan, not for the victory of pavilions, but for the thousand-year love.

I can't help thinking, what if the two of them set sail in the Jianghu that day and Nanshan took refuge? Without the separation of the cowherd and the weaver girl, we don't want the "chaitoufeng" that has been sung through the ages, as long as it is a couple for life.