A poem about putting lanterns but not reuniting?

Festival lanterns (displayed on the Lantern Festival)

Fat water flows eastward, and it is not enough to miss the beginning. I didn't see Dan Qing (4) in my dream, but I was suddenly surprised by the singing of birds.

Spring is not green, the temples are first silk, and the world is not sad for a long time. Who teaches red-violet night ⑤? The two know each other thoughtfully.

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Lantern Festival: Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first month of the lunar calendar.

② Feishui: It originates from Zipeng Mountain in Hefei, An Wei, flows southeast through Jiangjun Mountain, and flows into Chaohu Lake at Shikou.

(3) Acacia: Leave the feeling of acacia, which means don't get emotional at the beginning, especially afterwards.

④ painters: refers to pictures in general, and here refers to portraits.

⑤ Red Lotus Night: refers to Yuanxi. Red lotus refers to lanterns.

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At Wang Yang, the water flows eastward and never stops. If I had known it was bleak today, I shouldn't have been so haggard. I always can't see the meeting in my dream clearly, and I can't see the portrait I chased clearly, and this kind of spring dream is often awakened by the cry of mountain birds.

Before the spring grass grows green, my sideburns have turned silver and are aging too fast. We have been apart for too long, and slowly all the pain will be gradually forgotten by time. I don't know who it is, but it makes me miss it. Every reunion night, only you and I can feel this feeling.

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This word was written in the third year of Qingyuan (1 197) to commemorate the lovers. This dream poem is called "One Yuan Xi Dream" and was written in the Lantern Festival in the third year of Qingyuan in Ningzong. The first part wrote about the regret of past love, and then wrote about the resentment of not seeing the lover in the dream, which shows the depth of the author's love. The next film says don't be so sad for so long, your hair has turned white. Just take a few pictures and imagine that on the night of the Lantern Festival, the other party is also suffering from acacia, which is extremely painful. Spring is not green, the temples are first silk, and the world is not sad for a long time. "Spring is not green", but as far as Lantern Festival is concerned, the early spring is still cold and the vegetation is not green; The first wisp of silk on the sideburns tells that the poet woke up from his dream all night, suddenly awakened his love affair 20 years ago, and suddenly felt that his sideburns were gray and his youth was gone. Only then did he realize that his old feelings seemed to have become indifferent, and he forced out the feeling that "the world will not be sad if it is not long." The so-called "not sad" refers to the long-lost acacia, which has changed from the exposure of passion to deep restraint, from sentimentality to forbearance and restraint, showing a kind of indifference and dullness of "not sad", but actually a deeper and more depressed sadness. The whole poem is profound and ethereal.

Distinguish and appreciate

The author has been to Hefei several times and fell in love with a geisha. The party at that time became a memorable event in his life. In my memory, her image is very vivid. However, the Iraqi people are far away and have no future. Looking back on the past, it is memorable and deeply touched. Meet in a dream and be awakened by a mountain bird. The pain of missing makes me really feel the endless troubles of "the original lovesickness", just like the fat water flowing eastward for an endless period. Who let two people have their own hearts to relive the scenes of falling in love in those years every Lantern Festival night? The sadness and sadness revealed between the lines is caused by this. The whole poem is affectionate and touching.

On the night of Lantern Festival that year

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The full moon in the sky is covered.

Stars and lanterns are as bright as day,

A bustling group of tourists,

The most beautiful thing is the people around you.

Lovely person. Her delicate hands

Hold me tight, slowly

It was held on the street of the midnight snack.

The scholars were still young,

The girl lit up his sky.

On the Qinhuai River, my second hometown,

Leaning against the railing, my graceful figure,

My heart is pounding,

When I was in a hurry to make an appointment,

The moon is brighter and the lights are brighter.

Anemone bushes in front of Dacheng Hall,

Confucius, who had a glimpse of it, also understood the customs.

You look at the light, I look at you,

The shawl and long hair hang down the waist, dazzling and elegant.

Grace, the moon hid in the clouds,

Sneak your arm on your shoulder,

Point out the shapes of cowherd and weaver girl.

Spider-shaped red lanterns on Wende Bridge,

Your cheeks are red.

Not far from Taoyedu, Wang Xianzhi is here.

Welcome the song of peach leaf and peach root.

It turned out that the boat was shuttling under its feet, drawing pictures.

You and me, a river is paddling and shining.

This night, eternal love continues.

In front of Wang Xietang, Xiang Meilou Pavilion,

There is a fragrant dust of history under the dim light.

I prefer Laomendong under the Ming City Wall.

Solve riddles on the lanterns award-winning products, beautiful women go home,

Pick lotus and rabbit double lights in hand.

Now, grow old with my son,

Eat yuanxiao and sea urchin among the flowers in the backyard.

Make an appreciative comment

Speaking of the impression Mr. Li Penang gave me, I prefer to call him a poet Penang. And my biggest gain in the new poetry appreciation class is to know such a naughty and deep poet.

Penang, a free and easy poet without losing his style. I have entered the age of no doubt, but I seem to have known my destiny. Over the years, I have been committed to creating poems with distinctive features, diverse styles and rich imagination. Some of Penang's poems go deep into the bottom of life and allude to reality; Some recall the past and talk about the present, and talk about personal views; Some use poetry to express their nostalgia for their old friends and the past; Some recorded the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers ... The poet Penang is a man of heart in his life, and everything is in his eyes and in his heart.

There are many excellent poems in Penang, and I love that poem Yuanxiao tonight. Beautiful poetic language and romantic poetic scenes make people interested in reading and tempted after tasting. I divide the whole poem into three parts. Below I will mainly summarize the content of the poem, and then briefly appreciate it from three aspects: poetic context, poetry and poetic sentiment.

The first part is "the full moon in the sky hides the stars, the lanterns are as bright as day, the bustling tourists, and the most beautiful ones are the caring people around them." She held me tightly in her delicate hands and hugged me slowly in the street on the night of the Lantern Festival. "There is a bright moon in the sky, lanterns on the ground are like day, and tourists are weaving along the Qinhuai River in Nanjing. After a few words from the poet, a vivid picture of the Lantern Festival Confucius Temple Lantern Festival appeared. On the first day of this year, the poet came to the Confucius Temple to enjoy the lanterns. There are beautiful women passing by, but the poet is not moved by the crowd, and the talents around him are the most beautiful scenery. A couple walked hand in hand in the street.

The second part is: "The scholar was still young, and the girl just lit up his sky. On the Qinhuai River in my second hometown, I leaned against the railing, my heart was pounding and I was in a hurry to catch an appointment. The moon is brighter and brightly lit. " "In front of the Dacheng Hall, there are clusters of silver fire trees, and Confucius peeks at them and solves their customs. You look at the lamp and I look at you. The long hair hanging from the shawl is dazzling and elegant. The moon has avoided a cloud and secretly put her arms on her shoulders, pointing out the shape of the cowherd and the weaver girl. " "The spider-web red lanterns on Wende Bridge make you blush. Not far from Taoyedu, there came the song of Wang Xianzhi welcoming Taoyetaogen. The original boat shuttles under the feet, drawing a river paddle light and shadow, and you and I will continue this eternal love. " "Wang Xietang, Xiangmeilou Pavilion, has a history of incense dust in the dim light. I prefer Laomendong under the Ming City Wall, solve riddles on the lanterns who won the Lantern Award, the beautiful woman who came home with the lotus rabbit double lights in her hand. "

The poet began to recall in detail the process of dating his lover Yuan Xi. Two people who just fell in love met on the night of the Lantern Festival. The poet walked nervously to the meeting place. From a distance, he saw the beautiful woman waiting on the fence. The tension in my heart has increased a little. The two people who met walked slowly along the Qinhuai River, casually saying something irrelevant. It's getting dark, the moon is brighter, and the lanterns in the street are starting to shine. The two strolled to Dacheng Hall, the main building of Confucius Temple. The beauty invited the poet to enjoy the lamp, and the poet quietly looked at the beauty out of the corner of his eye. Her hair fluttered in the wind, and the tip of her hair swept across the poet's face, and even the moon shyly hid in the clouds. The poet pretended to point out the cowherd and the weaver girl in the sky and secretly put his hand on his shoulder. They stopped at Wende Bridge, and the beauty blushed, reflecting the red lanterns by the bridge. Wang Xianzhi's romantic style in Peach Leaf Crossing is similar to that of Penang, a poet at that time. At this moment, time seems to have solidified and turned back. The singing in the ear, the original painting at the foot, the former residence, Meixianglou, Li's former residence, and the dim lights nearby are all inheriting the charm of the Six Dynasties gold powder. The poet wants this moment to last forever. What impressed the poet most on the night of Yuanxi was in solve riddles on the lanterns, the old doorway. The poet guessed the riddle correctly and won the prize for the beautiful woman. On the way back, the beautiful woman carried two lanterns, one is a lotus lantern, the other is a rabbit lantern, and the lanterns are also in pairs. The sweet mood is hard to hide.

The third part is "Now, my son and I are old and eat Yuanxiao and sea urchin in the backyard flowers." This year 1 month 1 day, memories of many years ago reappeared in my mind. Now the beauty is around, United forever. After the poet married his lover, he was ecstatic about his son and has grown into an urchin. During the festival, Penang eats Yuanxiao with his wife and children, and some places call it Tangyuan, lamenting that life is enough.

The whole poem is less than 400 words, mainly describing the memories of the poet's meeting with his wife Yuan Xi. Through the changes of the past and present, the use of scenes such as "moon", "lamp" and "beauty" shows a sweet poetic feeling. Using peculiar imagination, focusing on the environment, using a lot of psychological descriptions and detailed descriptions, the dating scene of couples who first fell in love is vividly portrayed, showing romantic poetry. Scenery and meaning blend together, and every word has been carefully pondered, highlighting touching poetry. I can still remember that date many years ago, from which it is not difficult to see the poet's deep love and affection for that beautiful woman (now his wife).

I was very moved to read the whole poem. There is a custom of enjoying the moon and eating Yuanxiao on the Lantern Festival. It is a traditional romantic festival in China, also known as Valentine's Day and Valentine's Day in China. This festival happens to be on the fifteenth day of the first month, half a month after the Spring Festival. Watching the moon and the lights is a good time for couples to date. There are many love stories in ancient times. I also look forward to seeing my lover on the eve of the Spring Festival one year. At that time, I will be able to better feel the affection in Penang's poems.