The main contents of the wonderful poems of the water margin author

Poems about love in Water Margin 1. Poems in or related to Water Margin.

When Liangshan went to attack Fang La, they wrote a poem by Song Jiangnian on their way. The mountain is rugged, the water is slender, and there are three or two lines in the array. Suddenly, they lost their flying companions, and the cold wind in the middle of the month was heartbreaking. Zhuan [1] Mountain is rugged and the water is slender, and there are two or three lines in the formation.

Suddenly, I lost my flying partner, and the cold wind on the moon was heartbreaking. Note: For the ninetieth time, Song Jiang of Wutai Mountain participated in Zen, and Sara crossed Yan Qing to shoot geese.

Yan Qing shooting geese has ominous symbolic significance. As Song Jiang sighed sadly, "This bird has five virtues of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith ... just like our brothers.

But you shot those, just like my brother lost some. What do you feel in your heart? "Song Jiang immediately occupied this poem, which was sad, compassionate and full of Zen. It took time to realize the reality of life and then sublimate. This song made me most intoxicated and sad. [2] The heart of the seven absolutely lies in Shandong, in Wu and floating in the sea of Pengjiang.

When she was young, Ling dared to laugh at Huang Chao's husband. Note: The 39th time: "I was unhappy after drinking a few glasses of wine. I started swinging and dancing crazily. After I went to Xijiang Moon, I picked up a pen and wrote four more songs ... "Ling Yunzhi who dares to laugh at Huang Chao" and "What if I don't rebel!" (Huang Wenbing) Huang Chao in Song Jiang's heart is just a headstrong man who doesn't know loyalty. He thinks he is better than him. What he wants is to break the existing rules, but he doesn't have the courage to break with the old system.

So there is this crazy saying: "Song Jiang thought:' Why not write it here? If he is in good health, come back and watch it again to remember the years and think about today's suffering. ""What he is thinking is' it will be an honor every day' and' coming back'.

Attached, two chrysanthemum poems by Huang Chao: A rustling west wind is planted all over the courtyard, but a cold butterfly is hard to come. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.

Second: Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill all the flowers after they open. Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

Mao Zedong's poem "Singing Frog": Sitting alone in the pond is like sitting on the back of a tiger, resting in the shade. If I don't speak first in spring, which bug will dare to keep silent? This poem is much more leisurely than Huang Chao and Song Jiang.

Although, the leader gambled on the wrong rhyme. Many people in our hometown don't know the nasal sounds before and after.

[3] "Manjianghong" welcomes the Double Ninth Festival, so it is better to brew new ripe fruits today. Danshan sees clear water, Huang Lu bitter bamboo.

Try adding white hair to your head and Huang Ju to your sideburns. I wish you brotherhood, such as gold and jade.

Unified jackal tiger, imperial edge, command, military power. In the wish, Pinglu protects the country and the people.

The sun and the moon often hang loyalty and courage, and dust blocks evil. I hope that the heavenly king will send a letter and I will be happy as soon as possible.

Note: Back to 7 1, "Zhongyitang Shijie is subject to astronomy, and Liang Shanbo's hero ranks first". When the wolves are "drinking", Song Jiang obviously thinks further.

Emphasize brotherhood first, and then worry and think about everyone's future. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, drinking and enjoying chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival was a custom, and it didn't officially become a folk festival until the Tang Dynasty. The activities are also very rich, including climbing mountains, enjoying chrysanthemums, drinking chrysanthemum wine, eating Chongyang cake and inserting dogwood.

Naturally, poets write poems. At this time, singing "Surrender" and "Woo An" naturally laid the groundwork for the hero's tragedy.

"White hair on the head, no Huang Ju on the sideburns", which easily dispels the old-age panic into a refreshing feeling brought by the festival. This is a calm before the storm. [4] "Nian Nu Jiao" is far and wide. Ask Gan Kun, where can I accommodate fanatics? Buy Fengcheng spring scenery by Yanshui village in Shandong Province.

Green sleeves are fragrant, crimson cage snow. A smile is worth a thousand dollars. Xian Zi, how to get rid of her impetuousness! I miss the beach with reed leaves, the bank of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and the bright moon.

The geese lined up in a row, just waiting for the news of the golden rooster. Righteousness and bravery cover the sky, loyalty and righteousness cover the ground, and everyone in the four seas knows it.

There are thousands of sorrows and joys, and the hometown is drunk for a night. Note: Back in' 72, Chai Jin Zanhua was imprisoned, and Li Kui jy made trouble in Tokyo on January night.

Song Jiang and others went to Tokyo to engage in money offensive public relations like hillbillies. In the place where Li Shishi sat on the stage, "I told all the pent-up in my chest and presented it to the sheriff", so that when Li Shishi sang this word to Emperor Daojun, he was praised by the emperor: "Unexpectedly, a thief's handwriting is so good! If you are talented, why go up the mountain to be a thief? " "Borrowing Yanshui Village in Shandong Province" is a piece of cake for a righteous thief. "Come to buy Fengcheng spring scenery" is the chic and casual of rich whoring.

"Cuixiu" is a compliment to a famous prostitute, but it also shapes itself into an elegant prostitute. "Flying geese in June, just waiting for the news of the golden rooster" is a crossword puzzle, a metonymy, and "drunk in my hometown" is Jin Fan's eagerness to seek official positions.

"A few lines of wine patrol, Song Jiang's mouth is slippery, he punches his bare sleeves, and points to it, posing as a means of water margin." A few words, Song Jiang's foolishness and loyalty, Chai Jin's clever help, Li Kui jy's recklessness and frankness, Li Shishi's professional wit, etc., are all on the page. [5] "Xijiang Moon" attacked history from an early age and grew into strength.

Like a tiger lying on a barren hill, its hidden minions endure. It's a pity that tattooed cheeks deserve Jiangzhou.

If he had taken revenge, he would have been stained with blood at the mouth of Xunyang River. Note: In the thirty-ninth cycle, Xunyang Building in Jiangyin, Song Dynasty wrote an anti-poem, and Liang Shanbo Dai Zong sent a fake letter.

Song Jiang killed Xi, stabbed Jiangzhou to death, and went to Xunyang Building alone. "... I was drunk. I suddenly thought,' I was born in Shandong and grew up in Yuncheng, and I was born a scholar. How many Jianghu people have I met? Although I have a pseudonym, I am over 30 years old, but my name is not good and my job is not good. Instead, it's tattooed on the cheek. It deserves to be here.

How can my father and brother meet in my hometown! I didn't feel the wine coming, and I was in tears. I hate and feel sad when the breeze blows my face.

Suddenly I wrote a song "Xijiang Moon" ... "... this word is not so much a declaration of Sung River's resistance to the dark society where traitors are in power as a drunken expression of the general anti-government sentiment of government officials in society.

Song Jiang's "hate" is not specifically involved, as Huang Wenbing asked: "Who does this fellow retaliate against?" It's just a mixture of resentment, loss and anxiety, and words like "blood stains" are just a kind of madness with uneven mentality, but we all like this kind of venting. [6] "Jie Lianhuan" Chu sky, geese from Wan Li, suddenly surprised.

Take care of yourself and want to go down to the cold pond. The grass is dry and the sand is clean, and the level is far. If you can't write a book, just send a little miss.

The dusk is empty, the smoke is ancient, and there are many sorrows! Pick up all the reeds and have nowhere to stay. Goodbye with a sigh! They are sad and crying, and it is hard to miss Zhu Jiang. Please watch him come back in spring and draw a picture of Shuang Yan.

Note: 90 times. Song Jiang conquered Liao and returned home with a great victory. After attending the meditation in Wutai Mountain, he "looked at Tokyo from afar" and "stationed troops at Sara Ferry that night".

Sung river in the account, because sigh Yan Qing after shooting geese, wonder in my heart.

2. Water Margin Poems

Turn to [1] the rugged mountain of Qijue Mountain, and it is full of water and light, and it is lined up in two or three rows.

Suddenly, I lost my flying partner, and the cold wind on the moon was heartbreaking. Note: For the ninetieth time, Song Jiang of Wutai Mountain participated in Zen, and Sara crossed Yan Qing to shoot geese.

Yan Qing shooting geese has ominous symbolic significance. As Song Jiang sighed sadly, "This bird has five virtues of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom and faith ... just like our brothers.

But you shot those, just like my brother lost some. What do you feel in your heart? "Song Jiang immediately occupied this poem, which was sad, compassionate and full of Zen. It took time to realize the reality of life and then sublimate. This song made me most intoxicated and sad. [2] The heart of the seven absolutely lies in Shandong, in Wu and floating in the sea of Pengjiang.

When she was young, Ling dared to laugh at Huang Chao's husband. Note: The 39th time: "I was unhappy after drinking a few glasses of wine. I started swinging and dancing crazily. After I went to Xijiang Moon, I picked up a pen and wrote four more songs ... "Ling Yunzhi who dares to laugh at Huang Chao" and "What if I don't rebel!" (Huang Wenbing) Huang Chao in Song Jiang's heart is just a headstrong man who doesn't know loyalty. He thinks he is better than him. What he wants is to break the existing rules, but he doesn't have the courage to break with the old system.

So there is this crazy saying: "Song Jiang thought:' Why not write it here? If he is in good health, come back and watch it again to remember the years and think about today's suffering. ""What he is thinking is' it will be an honor every day' and' coming back'.

Attached, two chrysanthemum poems by Huang Chao: A rustling west wind is planted all over the courtyard, but a cold butterfly is hard to come. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.

Second: Until September 8th in Qiu Lai, I will kill all the flowers after they open. Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums.

Mao Zedong's poem "Singing Frog": Sitting alone in the pond is like sitting on the back of a tiger, resting in the shade. If I don't speak first in spring, which bug will dare to keep silent? This poem is much more leisurely than Huang Chao and Song Jiang.

Although, the leader gambled on the wrong rhyme. Many people in our hometown don't know the nasal sounds before and after.

[3] "Manjianghong" welcomes the Double Ninth Festival, so it is better to brew new ripe fruits today. Danshan sees clear water, Huang Lu bitter bamboo.

Try adding white hair to your head and Huang Ju to your sideburns. I wish you brotherhood, such as gold and jade.

Unified jackal tiger, imperial edge, command, military power. In the wish, Pinglu protects the country and the people.

The sun and the moon often hang loyalty and courage, and dust blocks evil. I hope that the heavenly king will send a letter and I will be happy as soon as possible.

Note: Back to 7 1, "Zhongyitang Shijie is subject to astronomy, and Liang Shanbo's hero ranks first". When the wolves are "drinking", Song Jiang obviously thinks further.

Emphasize brotherhood first, and then worry and think about everyone's future. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, drinking and enjoying chrysanthemums on the Double Ninth Festival was a custom, and it didn't officially become a folk festival until the Tang Dynasty. The activities are also very rich, including climbing mountains, enjoying chrysanthemums, drinking chrysanthemum wine, eating Chongyang cake and inserting dogwood.

Naturally, poets write poems. At this time, singing "Surrender" and "Woo An" naturally laid the groundwork for the hero's tragedy.

"White hair on the head, no Huang Ju on the sideburns", which easily dispels the old-age panic into a refreshing feeling brought by the festival. This is a calm before the storm. [4] "Nian Nu Jiao" is far and wide. Ask Gan Kun, where can I accommodate fanatics? Buy Fengcheng spring scenery by Yanshui village in Shandong Province.

Green sleeves are fragrant, crimson cage snow. A smile is worth a thousand dollars. Xian Zi, how to get rid of her impetuousness! I miss the beach with reed leaves, the bank of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and the bright moon.

The geese lined up in a row, just waiting for the news of the golden rooster. Righteousness and bravery cover the sky, loyalty and righteousness cover the ground, and everyone in the four seas knows it.

There are thousands of sorrows and joys, and the hometown is drunk for a night. Note: Back in' 72, Chai Jin Zanhua was imprisoned, and Li Kui jy made trouble in Tokyo on January night.

Song Jiang and others went to Tokyo to engage in money offensive public relations like hillbillies. In the place where Li Shishi sat on the stage, "I told all the pent-up in my chest and presented it to the sheriff", so that when Li Shishi sang this word to Emperor Daojun, he was praised by the emperor: "Unexpectedly, a thief's handwriting is so good! If you are talented, why go up the mountain to be a thief? " "Borrowing Yanshui Village in Shandong Province" is a piece of cake for a righteous thief. "Come to buy Fengcheng spring scenery" is the chic and casual of rich whoring.

"Cuixiu" is a compliment to a famous prostitute, but it also shapes itself into an elegant prostitute. "Flying geese in June, just waiting for the news of the golden rooster" is a crossword puzzle, a metonymy, and "drunk in my hometown" is Jin Fan's eagerness to seek official positions.

"A few lines of wine patrol, Song Jiang's mouth is slippery, he punches his bare sleeves, and points to it, posing as a means of water margin." A few words, Song Jiang's foolishness and loyalty, Chai Jin's clever help, Li Kui jy's recklessness and frankness, Li Shishi's professional wit, etc., are all on the page. [5] "Xijiang Moon" attacked history from an early age and grew into strength.

Like a tiger lying on a barren hill, its hidden minions endure. It's a pity that tattooed cheeks deserve Jiangzhou.

If he had taken revenge, he would have been stained with blood at the mouth of Xunyang River. Note: In the thirty-ninth cycle, Xunyang Building in Jiangyin, Song Dynasty wrote an anti-poem, and Liang Shanbo Dai Zong sent a fake letter.

Song Jiang killed Xi, stabbed Jiangzhou to death, and went to Xunyang Building alone. "... I was drunk. I suddenly thought,' I was born in Shandong and grew up in Yuncheng, and I was born a scholar. How many Jianghu people have I met? Although I have a pseudonym, I am over 30 years old, but my name is not good and my job is not good. Instead, it's tattooed on the cheek. It deserves to be here.

How can my father and brother meet in my hometown! I didn't feel the wine coming, and I was in tears. I hate and feel sad when the breeze blows my face.

Suddenly I wrote a song "Xijiang Moon" ... "... this word is not so much a declaration of Sung River's resistance to the dark society where traitors are in power as a drunken expression of the general anti-government sentiment of government officials in society.

Song Jiang's "hate" is not specifically involved, as Huang Wenbing asked: "Who does this fellow retaliate against?" It's just a mixture of resentment, loss and anxiety, and words like "blood stains" are just a kind of madness with uneven mentality, but we all like this kind of venting. [6] "Jie Lianhuan" Chu sky, geese from Wan Li, suddenly surprised.

Take care of yourself and want to go down to the cold pond. The grass is dry and the sand is clean, and the level is far. If you can't write a book, just send a little miss.

The dusk is empty, the smoke is ancient, and there are many sorrows! Pick up all the reeds and have nowhere to stay. Goodbye with a sigh! They are sad and crying, and it is hard to miss Zhu Jiang. Please watch him come back in spring and draw a picture of Shuang Yan.

Note: 90 times. Song Jiang conquered Liao and returned home with a great victory. After attending the meditation in Wutai Mountain, he "looked at Tokyo from afar" and "stationed troops at Sara Ferry that night".

Sung river in the account, because of lamenting the complexity of Yan Qing's shooting geese, wondered in his heart, asked someone to get a pen and paper and wrote a poem ... The word is very sad. Sung river is very dissatisfied. "

This word is very similar to zhangyan.

3. Quickly seek poems that express the brotherhood of the water margin.

Niannujiao

Far away, I asked Gan Kun, where can I accommodate crazy guests? Buy Fengcheng spring scenery by Yanshui village in Shandong Province.

Green sleeves are fragrant, crimson cage snow. A smile is worth a thousand dollars. Xian Zi, how to get rid of her impetuousness!

I miss the beach with reed leaves, the bank of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and the bright moon. The geese lined up in a row, just waiting for the news of the golden rooster.

Righteousness and bravery cover the sky, loyalty and righteousness cover the ground, and everyone in the four seas knows it. There are thousands of sorrows and joys, and the hometown is drunk for a night.

Jie Lianhuan.

ChuTianKuo, geese from Wan Li, suddenly dispersed. Take care of yourself and want to go down to the cold pond. The grass is dry and the sand is clean, and the level is far.

If you can't write a book, just send a little miss. The dusk is empty, the smoke is ancient, and there are many sorrows!

Pick up all the reeds and have nowhere to stay. Goodbye with a sigh! Well, I'm sad. I hate Zhu Jiang. Please see him come back in spring and draw a picture of Shuang Yan.

Jie Lianhuan:

It's getting late, in the Chu River, he left Wan Li disappointed, but suddenly surprised. Take care of yourself, want to go to the cold pond, the sand is clean and the grass is dry, and the level is far.

If you can't write a book, just send a little miss. The material is wrong, and the residual felt is covered with snow, so it is a worry.

Who pities the journey and who worries about it? Nagato night silent, jinse hatred. I miss my partner. I still stayed in Lu Hua. I went before spring.

Dusk and rain call each other, fearing that Modi and Guan Yu will meet again. Not ashamed of him, Shuang Yan returned, and the curtain was half rolled.

4. Love poems

Affectionate but always ruthless, I feel proud when I can't laugh.

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it!

If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.

Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.

Ask about the world and teach people to live and die together.

Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan.

Declining orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is old.

When the east rises and the west falls, Tao is heartless and affectionate.

Love longs for a good night, meaning quiet and fragrant.

Ruthlessness is not necessarily a true hero, how can Reiko Kobayakawa not be a husband?

Take it! I have no experience!

It doesn't matter if you don't adopt, I hope I can help you!

5. What are the ancient poems in Water Margin?

There are too many ancient poems in Water Margin. Here are some examples:

Wearing a red scarf, the official seal in his hand rose to dawn, and the official was changed to Emperor Cui Yunzuo. Nine palaces opened the Golden Palace, and envoys from all countries bowed to the emperor. At the beginning of the day, Sun shook his palm and smoked a yellow robe. At the end of the early years, to write an imperial edict to the emperor, Yu Pei Yudingdang returned to the Phoenix Pool.

Xiangyun is fascinated by the phoenix pavilion, and the auspicious spirit covers the dragon building. Smoke and willow banners, dew palace foil halberd. In the shadow of Tianxiang, the beads of Hosta gather in Dan. Yue Xian sound, brocade embroidered coat to help USES. Pearl scroll, cash on the golden palace. The phoenix tail is fanned out, and Baodi stops in front of the white jade steps. Faint net whip three rings, layers of civil and military two classes.

The mountains are green and the water is clear. Strange flowers are in full bloom in the splendid forest, and tender willows dance with golden silk. The weather is warm and sunny, and sometimes it passes through Yedian Village. The road is straight and flat, and you can spend the night in the postal kiosk and post office. The clothes are full of red dust, and the horse drives through the purple stranger.

I was doomed and entered Daizhou. When the benefactors meet, they are happy. It's just because the French open is dense and the empty door is easy to repair. Meditate for liberation and spend the spring and autumn with simple tea and light meals. He was full of fruit dust, which made him swim in Amitabha's country.

The golden hairpin is inserted obliquely, hiding dark clouds; The sleeves are cleverly cut and the snow is light. The cherry mouth is light and reddish, and the bamboo shoots are half comfortable and half tender. Woven waist and graceful, green Luo skirt slightly revealing hibiscus; The plain body is light, and the red embroidered coat is suitable for the jade body. Three Moonracer flowers are piled on the face, and the eyebrows sweep the tender willows in early spring; Sweet muscles flapping on the moon, green temples loose Chu Yun cave.

Clouds cover the peak and the sun turns to the mountainside. Cragginess seems to touch the sky, and jagged teeth invade the Chinese dining table. Flowers and trees in front of the rock, dancing in the spring breeze, spitting fragrance; The vines at the mouth of the cave are hung with soft threads in the rain. Feiyun Waterfall, the shadow of the Milky Way is immersed in the cold moonlight; Cliff pine, iron bells shake the dragon's tail. It is appropriate to dye the county town blue, which is naturally made up of work. Root plate hate three thousands of feet, momentum swallowed four hundred states.

The mountain gate invades the mountain, and the Buddhist temple meets Qingyun. The bell tower is connected with the moon cave, and the pavilion peaks are opposite. The fragrant kitchen is even a spring, and all the monks are surrounded by haze. The abbot of the old monk is on the edge of the bullfight, in the clouds of the Buddhist temple. White-faced apes always offer fruits, and wooden fish knock on strange stones; Yellow deer hold flowers every day for the golden Buddha to attend the church. The seven-story pagoda meets Xiao Dan, and the holy monks come to the Great Temple.

The jade medicine "Jinya" is really great, and the monks have made great efforts. There is no fragrance in the cup, and the crab eye soup is rippling. Beat the sandman back from the pillow and replenish fresh air to the skin. Fairy tea is planted in Taoyuan, and it is not allowed to move to the imperial capital.

The Zen forest resigned and entered the Zen forest, and the confidant met each other and broke the gold. Let's scare the thief with awe and awe, and let him understand Zen. I have long been called the Flower Monk, and my real name is Lu. What a custom wishes, there will be fruit, but there is no confidant before it.

Soap straight back wears double sleeves, and blue ribbon is inclined at both ends. The Buddhist monk's knife is three feet of spring ice, hidden deep in the sheath; The mord waved a jade python on his shoulder. Egret's legs are tightly tied to feet, and spider's stomach is tightly tied to cloak. There are thousands of broken wires in the seam of the mouth, and a layer of chilling hair is exposed on the chest. Produce a carnivorous fish face, not a person who recites scriptures and Buddha.

The shadow of the mountain is deep, and the shadow of the tree is disappearing. In the shade of the green poplar, I heard the birds returning to the forest. In hongxing village, every time I see cattle and sheep entering the pen. Sunset with smoke and fog, broken Xia Ying water scattered red light. Fishing by the stream, moving the boat away, Nomura children crossing the calf and returning.

Beards are like snow, and hair is like frost. When walking, the waist bend is low, and after sitting, the deaf eyes are black. His head was wrapped in a warm hat of three mountains and he was covered with wide boots with four seams. There is a green Buddha's head tied around his waist, and his shirt is as white as a fish belly. Like the land in front of the mountain, like the old dragon king under the sea. A headless god rolled out of the shadow of the fog lock castle peak. On the edge of the smoky green forest, there are several rows of fighting ghosts. Everyone is fierce, everyone is fierce. Headscarves are all red, and coats are all red with maple leaves. The tassel gun is right, it will cover the little devil who eats people's hearts. Too old to tie parents together with a stick and a tip. He Xinlang shouted and dismounted his foot blade.

Wearing a pinch of dry red concave towel and a flower-like silk beside the sideburns. He was dressed in a green robe, surrounded by a tiger, embroidered with gold, and tied with a bare arm around his waist, named Wolf, wrapped in gold. Wearing a pair of boots covered with clouds and cowhide, riding a big white horse with curly hair.

6. Classical Poetry in Water Margin

With the words of Elder Zhizhen:

Six have been tied up for years, and four have been entangled for a long time. I picked Shi Huo and looked through a few.

A somersault. Hey! All beings in the world are floating, and the sand piles are whistling frequently.

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The wind and the wild goose Qi Fei, east finches don't get together. Only one eye is trustworthy enough for Shuanglin to live a long life.

And for Lu:

Catch it in summer and wax it quickly. Listening to the tide is round, but reading the letter is silent.

..... Song Jiang and others went down to the foot of Wutai Mountain, which led to the spark of our army. People back to the army, Lu Junyi, Gongsun Sheng, and then sung river, have met. Sung River told Lu Junyi and others that all the people in Wutai Mountain were sworn in for meditation, and they wanted to make a Zen speech. After watching it with Lu Junyi and Gongsun Sheng, I don't know what it means. Little concession: "Zen French, how can you save time?" Everyone was surprised.

Luo Zhenren didn't say anything to Song Jiang.

7. Poems in the Water Margin, which poems in the funeral songs, take pleasure in suffering.

Zhi Yanzhai enjoyed Dai Yu's flowers very much. He wanted to ask someone to draw a picture of the buried flowers, but he swore that he would not write it unless he met a fairy pen. Eight years later, although he met a collection that was good at describing beauty, he still failed to draw it. In the end, I can only feel that "it is difficult to have a pen and ink relationship with Ashu", so it can be seen that the beauty of Dai Yu's buried flowers is beyond the description of ordinary painters.

This poem is not only sad and sorrowful, but also has a feeling of oppression. "Liu Cong Fang Fei is long, no matter whether the peach is floating or Li Fei", there are resentment against the cold world and attachment to human feelings; "360 days a year, the wind, the sword and the frost are pressing each other hard", isn't that an indictment of the ruthless reality that has persecuted her for a long time? "May Nong give birth to wings and fly to the end of the day with flowers.

After all, where is Xiangshan? There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch. "

It is the kind of aloof character who is unwilling to be humiliated and defiled and unwilling to bow his head and yield when the fantasy of freedom and happiness cannot be realized. These are its ideological values.

Another value of this poem is that it provides important clues for us to explore the tragedy of Baodai in Cao Xueqin's works. Jia Xu originally had a comment on writing: "I read" Buried Flowers "until three or four o'clock, and its sadness and regret made people forget their life experiences, so I can't approve it any more."

There is a guest day:' Mr. Wang is not a treasure owner, how can he write? "It is that every word is double-circled, and the word is immortal, but it is difficult to express each other's meaning. Once you meet Brother Yu, you will be recognized again. Oh, hey! What I want to stop is also from "Stone", so stop writing and wait. "

It is worth noting that the comment on writing points out that it is impossible to add comments to this poem without reading Yu Xiong Hou Wen; It is precisely the "post-essay" related to this poem that makes the critics "stop writing and wait". There is no doubt that the so-called "post-essay" refers to the writing of Daiyu's death in the second half of the lost manuscript.

If this poem only symbolizes the misfortune of a fallen beauty in general, then you don't have to wait for the next one; Only when what is written in the poem is not general, but mostly related to the plot of Daiyu's death later, it is necessary to emphasize that after reading the following words, I will go back and deepen my understanding of this poem. It can be seen that Burying Flowers is actually a poem written by Lin Daiyu.

This can be proved by the quatrains in tihongloumeng, which were written by the author's contemporaries and probably by the author's friends. Poetry says: It seems not as true to mourn a poem.

Andrew died for a wisp of love, fan HongLing again? "It seems to be true" can only be said by people who know the plot of Daiyu's death written by the author. The first section of Burying Flowers tells the scene of late spring.

Flowers fade slowly, and the wind blows them into the rain all over the sky, fading away the delicate red and intoxicating fragrance. Who will pity them? The delicate spider silk floats in front of the terrace in spring. When will it be blown away by the wind? And falling catkins pounce on embroidered curtains, begging for the pity of boudoir? Flowers have been the symbol of women since ancient times and are often used in poetry. Flowers in a dream of red mansions also correspond to people. Peony corresponds to Baochai, Lotus corresponds to Daiyu, Begonia corresponds to Xiangyun, Apricot corresponds to Tanchun, Laomei corresponds to Li Wan, Ice Flower corresponds to Xiangling, Peach Blossom corresponds to Attacking People, and Qingwen is called "Lotus Fairy".

Therefore, the flowers in the poem should refer to the daughters of the Grand View Garden, and the fading of the flowers also indicates their passing away. The world regards their disappearance as a flower. Who will cherish the beauty that is about to die? This is the tragedy of an era. A woman's life is just a flash in the pan. After the flowers bloom, they will quickly wither. If those who have enjoyed them trample on them, the fragrance will disappear, leaving only a wisp of dust fragrance.

"Who has compassion" implies an answer. The spring breeze in the world doesn't know how to pity the fallen flowers. They all looked on coldly, ignoring their deaths. Only Daiyu knows how to pity flowers, but Baoyu, who claims to be the owner of the crimson cave, doesn't. Paying residual red to heartless water will be ruined after it flows out of the Grand View Garden, which is even more tragic than being trampled. The weakness of gossamer is reminiscent of Daiyu's life experience. She was born into a family of poets and calligraphers, lost her mother in her childhood, and became more and more helpless after her father died. A lonely girl lives in Jiafu like duckweed, unlike the hairspring floating under the eaves, which may be cut off by the wind at any time.

Life only depends on the love of Jia Mu and Baoyu, how can it stand the wind and rain day and night? Wang Guowei said, "Life is like the wind, and there are sporadic joys and sorrows. They are all doing a little ping in the middle of the river."

Life, fate, providence, helplessness. Falling Flowers, gossamer and Wild Goose are all the same falling flowers, the same sadness, the same fate and the same flower burying people.

The second section turns to the writer. Late spring is a sad season. When beauty is aging and flowers are dying, there is no other way but to regret.

Daiyu's sentimentality and misunderstanding of Baoyu made her full of melancholy. Many versions of "nowhere to sue" are called "nowhere to explain" or "nowhere to live", which the author thinks is inappropriate.

In Dai Yu's Bai Haitang Fu, the phrase "Who is ashamed and silent?" in Dai Yu's Chrysanthemum Fu, the phrase "Who complains about autumn heart?" and "Who complains about you when you wake up?" all use "V" instead of "interpretation" or "writing", and the same is true here. The last sentence said that Daiyu could not bear to trample on the fallen petal, but it also implied that others had walked through the fallen petal.

In the third season, I turned back to writing about scenery. Willows and elm pods only show off their wheat straw, but they don't care about the fall of peach blossoms and the flight of plum blossoms. In the spring of next year, peach blossoms and plum blossoms are in bud, but there are no former flower burials in the boudoir.

After reading this, I can't help feeling disgusted with catkins and elm pods. It's just that the world is ruthless, and the world is ruthless. Why blame catkins and elm pods? In this world, most people only care about being beautiful for a hundred years, and don't care about the lives of others. Wang Xifeng put it well: "Sit and watch the tiger fight-sit and enjoy the success", "Kill with a knife-without leaving a trace", "Make a fire out of the wind, as easy as blowing off dust", "Stand dry on the shore-don't touch anything" and "don't help knocking on the oil bottle-lazy mess".

This section uses two levels of contrast. The first two sentences compare the fall of wheatgrass to peach blossom and plum blossom, and the last two sentences compare people to peach blossom and plum blossom, step by step, interlocking. In addition, the author suspects that this paragraph is buried below.