Luo Lu is not fascinated by Chaoyang rock climbing, and the morning breeze is so low. The cave name is exclusive to Chaoyang, and there should be phoenix trees. Xue Nengqiu sat alone in the southeast to see Xiaoxing, and the white clouds were slightly clear. Monks sit on phosphorus stones, and phoenix trees fall into half a court. Shaoye Han Gong Jing's hoist can't leave the palace, and Ban Ji shines on Jinjing several times. Indus is old and blossoming, just like the beautiful figure at that time. In front of Zhu Ge, there are many open wells, Lu Gui Meng Ye Wells, and beautiful women live under the phoenix tree. Cold spring may not be able to do this, but there are silver bottles. Luo Yin listened to the pipa-scented banquet and scattered his thoughts, occasionally smelling it in the darkness of Wu Tong. There is hate in the bottom song, and people all over the building don't know you. There are 100 poems about Harmony Palace, which sing the wind from nature to society and back to Yan, fragrant and old and rich. At night, the frost falls on the plane leaves, and the palace enters the royal clothes. Li Zhongchun wrote two poems in the boudoir: the dust is faint, the sword is lazy, and the peach blossoms are red on both sides. The jade plug is a candle, and Xiaoying is outside the window. Teng Qianfeng and Gui Yun, Kanaida saw the feather instrument, and the phoenix tree branches were cold. The son of the five tombs pities the beautiful woman's article, paints and embroidered clothes. Mrs. Huarui's Gong Ci (forty-one poems written by Wang Jue for the children of Liyuan) leads Liu Yin to Yugou, and the buttonwood embraces Zhulou. Wang Tengting is in Jinling City, and it is shameful to paint painters in Danqing. Chu Fei Yao Yuehua complained that under the golden well of buttonwood leaves, she straddled the pulley to pull the element. Beauty gets up before dawn, blowing a silver bottle with cold autumn water. Nagato, Liu Yuan complained that the raindrop phoenix tree had a long autumn night, and she was worried that the rain would reach Zhaoyang. Tears are not like hello, but thousands of lines are wiped. Zhao Xuzhou's play presents a neat appearance of buttonwood leaves, and the flowers are very low after the rain. Crows and birds don't need to report. His family has its own phoenix habitat. Zhang Yaochun's two Indus inoue are my concubine's music, and flowers are the tallest branches at night. If you don't teach in the boudoir, you will argue in front of the spring. Xue Tao, don't miss Li Langzhong, don't miss the phoenix tree, it's even more bleak to climb the Qinling Mountains. An Ren's poems will be given, and half of them are mixed with eulogy. It is still a sunny autumn night, and the night on the rain side of the phoenix tree is sad and sad, and the clothes are covered with moss. Life is irrelevant, others look for mountains and rivers in southern Hunan. The delicate rhyme of Xiumu pine is cool to the bone, and the shadow is also a nest crane crossing the high wall. Packaging is a kind of flat ground, and soon the plane tree will grow naturally. Li Qiao's evening scenery is melancholy, Chu Ke's second and third sons are sad in autumn, and Liang Taixi sees the credit. Platanus acerifolia leaves slightly, and Osmanthus fragrans wants to blossom. Qi leads to cold dew, and light receives sunset glow. Long song Baishui Qu, empty to green pool. Han Yu, Guo Liang and Princess Wellcome's two elegies will definitely have a far-reaching impact and will definitely move to a new country. Xungong is the eldest daughter, and the desk room belongs to the lover. It's spring night in Hehan, and it's spring in phoenix tree. The dragon is tireless, and it is full of dust. Meng Jiao Qinqu Geisha Lienv fuck Laka-two trees are ripe, and Yuanyang dies together. If a sincere girl only loves her husband in her life, she will live faithfully like them. What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? . Raqqa, a female fuck in Meng Jiao-The trees are ripe in pairs, and the mandarin ducks die side by side. Virgins are your husbands, and they live as faithfully as they do. What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? . Xue Hefen's two poems fell into the phoenix tree late, and they were slightly cold when they entered the forbidden wall. There are three birds hanging on the moon, and Wanqiu Gate in first frost. The new favorite of lap dancing, sad face and old grace. The deep temple is unbearable, and I want to be outside the curtain. Chang Jian Jiang Shang Qin Xingjiang is raised in the piano, with a clear string and a clear heart. The seven strings of Lingling are all over the ground, and the wood is full of melancholy clouds. It can make the river white and make the river deep. I only know that the branches of buttonwood trees can be decorated with gold. At the foot of Cui Shu Mountain, the sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the creek road is empty. Inclined to shelter from the wind and rain, autumn wind gives birth to Bai Hong. Clouds cover the mountains, and the northwest wind is gloomy. Therefore, the destination of the forest is the phoenix tree under a leaf. Li Bai gave Cui Qiupu three songs, I Love Cui Qiupu, all like Tao Lingfeng. There are five willows in front of the door and two phoenix trees in the well. Birds in the hall, flowers and wine on the eaves. Huai army didn't hold back, melancholy. Li Bai's autumn tour of Xuancheng Xieshu North Building is picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? Li Baiqiu left for a few days, and there were sunflowers in front of the door. The phoenix tree is cold, and the evening is long. White dew and wet fireflies, clear frost and shredded rabbit. Empty cover of purple plum, endless tears. Xue's second poem fell in the evening the next day, slightly cold into the forbidden wall. There are three birds hanging on the moon, and Wanqiu Gate in first frost. The new favorite of lap dancing, sad face and old grace. The deep temple is unbearable, and I want to be outside the curtain. Du Fu sent Jia Ge to the west of Ruzhou to plant buttonwood trees, leaving a yard under the shade. It's hard to go back to your hometown, and it's not good for your life. The palace is separated by the green gate, and the purple of Yunshan is deep in logic. Life is five magui, don't be infringed by twenty cents. After Juyuan Yang Tomb-Sweeping Day, Tian Che was sent to thousands of families by the Land Temple, and there were years everywhere. Today, elm willows are in full bloom and phoenix trees are in bloom. The shrine is full of clouds and cars. Disappointed with Tian Lang's departure, the original smoke tree is inclined. Meng Jiao sent him back from his uncle, returned to his feelings, and seemed empty and floating in Chubo. Feather fans sweep sweat, cloth sails screen fine wind. The river flowers are green, and the phoenix trees on both sides are shaded. Uncle yuan sang goodbye, which was not bad at all. Meng Haoran said that Wei Yun is a light river person, and raindrops are scattered. Zhu Fang said that the wind blows bananas, and birds peck phoenix trees. (and "poetic style"). Linghu Chu's miscellaneous songs bid farewell to two golden spikes of willow and jasper branches of phoenix tree. The news of spring is broken, and it will be returned sooner or later. * * * miscellaneous songs, flowers on the wall, crickets singing in the bridal chamber, phoenix trees falling into the golden well. Cut your dance clothes. The scissors are cold in the cold weather. Linghu Chu is far away from the willow with two golden spikes and the phoenix tree with jasper branches. The news of spring is broken, and it will be returned sooner or later. Zhang Hu spent two crickets singing on the wall, and the phoenix tree fell into the golden well. Cut your dance clothes. The scissors are cold in the cold weather. Cao Ye got up early, the moon set in the west, the door opened and there was no shadow. At this time, I returned to Menglan and stood in Wu Tongjing. Lv Ying's sunset is oblique and the autumn wind is cold. Whether the old friend will come or not tonight will make people do their best. The old cicada of the phoenix tree leaves died, and the waves in Dongting prevailed overnight. (See Zhang Wei's "Subject-Object Map") Song Ruohua mocked the twelve-story building with smooth roads against the blue sky, and the phoenix phoenix stood opposite the phoenix tree. Shuangcheng reported to the jailer that Wu Biao could not enter the Han Palace. Zhang Ji sang a song, Chu Fei complained that the plane leaves were under the golden well and the pulleys were across the plain. Beauty gets up before dawn, blowing a silver bottle with cold autumn water. Liu Shiyuan's song "Nagato" complains that the autumn nights are long with two drops of rain, and worries that the rain will reach Zhaoyang. Tears are not like hello, but thousands of lines are wiped. Wang Changling's "Song of Harmony, Long Letter" complains that the phoenix tree leaves in Jinjing are yellow, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night. The golden furnace jade pillow has no color, and it is long to listen to the Nangong. Zhang Huqin's songs and Qu Sima Xiangru's piano songs are Phoenix, Phoenix, Phoenix. The mountains are heavy and the waters are wide. The phoenix tree is sunny in the morning, with weak feathers and high water. Teng Qian's Zaqu lyrics Feng Gui Jin Yun saw the feather instrument in the mine field, and the phoenix tree was cold. The son of the five tombs pities the beautiful woman's article, paints and embroidered clothes. Wang Changling Changxinji's five autumn poems, the golden well, the phoenix tree and the autumn leaves are yellow, and the bead curtain does not roll frost at night. Jade pillow jade pillow looks like a withered face, lying on your back and worrying about listening to the south temple-style leaking face. Jia Zhi answered Dr. Yan, a wild goose and a phoenix tree came to Qin Tian this evening to pound clothes. The fourth gentleman walks alone in Huating Moon, and the old pavilion is covered with moss in autumn. Gu Kuang, a seagull, chanted that Wan Li flew as a guest bird and Feng Dan borrowed a branch from him. Once the phoenix went to Wutong and died. There were many kites. A woman of Shang school, Qing E and Wan Wan, came to make a petticoat, and the bridge of black magpie became a long bridge. I am sad that the phoenix tree is not an old shadow, and I am not sad that Hongyan will follow the sun for the time being. Juyuan Yang presented Cui Xu with a hundred-foot Chinese parasol painting pavilion, and the flute sounded low in Cui Yun. Pingyang does not hesitate to spend gold, and it is raining on the mud. Zhang Jichu complained that the plane leaves were under the golden well, and the hoist placed Lazio horizontally. Beauty gets up before dawn, blowing a silver bottle with cold autumn water. Bai Juyi stayed in Tonglu Pavilion, got drunk with Cui Cun, and traveled the rivers and seas. A statue of him advised him to disperse poverty. After waking up at night, I am still worried. It is autumn rain in Wu Tong Mountain Pavilion. Bai Juyi lived in seclusion in late autumn and rarely sent people to pick him up. He put on his clothes and sat around to express his feelings. Autumn court does not sweep or carry rattan sticks, and leisurely plays the yellow leaves of phoenix tree. Bai Juyi mourned for Xue Tai. Wu Tong was old and sick, and his thoughts and thoughts hurt him. I went back to the hospital with my baby in my arms at night, and it was cold in the month, and no one was there. Bai Juyi is empty. Leng Yue is always quiet in my heart, and the buttonwood shadow is outside the bead curtain. Autumn frost wants to be a prophet, and the tailor's scissors at the bottom of the lamp are cold. Zhang Hu Sima Xiangru's piano music is rare, and the mountains are heavy and the waters are complex. The phoenix tree is sunny in the morning, with weak feathers and high water. Pei Yizhi's pick-up means that the phoenix tree falls first, and the pine osmanthus cream leans on it and then dries up. It is not that the world grows in things, so it makes no difference to be short-lived and fragile. The title of the Wei court is that the buttonwood leaves are full of shade, and the Zhumen court is deeply locked. I used to work hard and I won't be negative today. On the night of Li Shangyin's Xiting, the Xiting was full, and the curtains were accompanied by wind and smoke. The phoenix tree is clearer, and the lonely crane never sleeps. Li Shangyin's Maiden in Danqiu, Ding Ning's Frost in Yui night, and He's Work hard to send the morning sun. There was no news of Dan Qiu and Wan Li, and several pairs of phoenix trees recalled the phoenix. Why is the "phoenix tree" in ancient poetry often accompanied by sadness?
Among Ding Qizhen's ancient poems in China, there are many works with buttonwood as the main scenery. For example: Feng Huangming Xi, Yupi Gorkon.
Indus was born in the morning.
(Excerpted from The Book of Songs, Elegance and Answers) Pine and cypress are planted in the east and west, and phoenix trees are planted in the left and right.
Branches cover each other and leaves communicate with each other.
(Excerpt from China's ancient poem Peacock Flying Southeast) Raindrop Indus has a long autumn night, and the heart is worried about the rain in Zhaoyang.
Tears are not like hello, but thousands of lines are wiped.
Learning to paint moths and eyebrows is unique. At that time, human nature was kind.
I haven't seen the king for many years, and the dusk is full of flowers.
(Liu Yuan's "Nagato's Complaint") Jade furnace incense, red wax tears, partial photo painting hall Qiu Si. The eyebrows are thin, the eyes are thin, the clouds are residual, and the night is long and the pillow is cold. Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. (Text: [More Leaky]) Nothing to say, go to the West Building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks the clear autumn. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. (Li Yu: [Meet each other], or [Cry at night], [Moon in autumn night], [Go to the West Building] and so on. ) Don't come all the way to me. This feeling is hard to send. The autumn moon is in the green yarn, the rainy night is in the phoenix tree, and I have no sleep for several times! The building is high and the eyes are broken, the sky is far and the clouds are dark, only gaunt. There was a red candle burning in the hall, and the flame was long and short, and there was a bitter tear of acacia. (Yan Shu [shaking Qiu Ting]) There is no wave in the blue sea, and there is a road in Yaotai. On second thought, I went to see Feitian for the first time. At that time, I didn't care about the right person. Where did you know that? Dust falls on the mat, and smoke locks the fragrant boudoir. Who can attach the small red print? Climbing up the stairs and looking into the distance, rain and raindrops spilled, and the sky was near dusk. (Yan Shu [Tan Fangxing]) Hanging trees without a moon makes people quiet at first. Who saw you alone? Fuzzy and lonely. At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal. (Su Shi [divination operator Huangzhou Dinghuiyuan Dwelling House]) Everything is wrong, why come here and return? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. The grass is on the ground and exposed at the beginning. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night? (He Zhu [partridge sky]) Looking for it, it is cold and lonely, sad and sad ... The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! (Li Qingzhao [slow voice]) Among them, the emotional tone of many works is sad. Especially when the phoenix tree and the rain at night appear together, it is sad and touching to express feelings of parting or death.
Why do ancient poets in China like to use buttonwood trees to express your sadness about where you will go? Many years ago, I used this question half-jokingly to ask a professor of Korean Chinese Department in a university who studied China's ancient literature. The professor admitted that she hadn't studied this problem, but she guessed that it might be related to the pronunciation of "Wu Tong"-Wu Tong is homophonic, meaning "like me". Her guess is interesting, but it has no basis. In my opinion, there are several main reasons:
First of all, ancient people liked to plant buttonwood trees. It is necessary to make it clear that the buttonwood in ancient poetry is not the same as the buttonwood in France today. The former belongs to Platanus acerifolia (Marsigli, Linn.F.) in Latin, and the latter belongs to Platanus acerifolia in Latin. The former bark is turquoise, while the latter bark is grayish brown or grayish white; The fruit of the former can be fried and eaten, which tastes sweet, while the latter is bitter and unbearable. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, people all over the country liked to plant buttonwood trees. Because the phoenix tree is relatively clean and has many leaves, it can shade under it in summer. So in the yard, next to the well, there are often plane trees. There are poems to prove it, such as "Autumn leaves are yellow in the golden well, and the pearl curtain doesn't roll frost at night" (Wang Changling's Five Poems of Long Letters in Autumn), "Wutong Willow blows the golden well to help the wind hero get drunk" (Li Bai's Song of Helping the Wind Hero), "Cricket sings in the bridal chamber, and Wutong falls into the golden well" (Zhang Hu's Two Poems on the Wall). Unlike today, government officials planted poplars that the ancients liked to grow in cemeteries around the world for quick "political achievements"-just because poplars grow fast.
Secondly, in ancient times, there was a saying that "Wu is the male tree and Tung is the mother tree". Therefore, the phoenix tree can be used to describe the love between men and women. For example, in Meng Jiao's poem "Lienvcao", there is a sentence that "Laka trees are ripe in pairs, and Yuanyang dies side by side". Han Meicheng's "Seven Hair" has the saying that "the dragon gate is the tung" ... its roots are half dead and half alive ",and later generations use the phoenix tree as a metaphor for widowhood. For example, Bai Juyi's poem "Mourning for Xue Tai" contains a sentence: "Wu Tong, a half-dead old sick man, is frustrated by his longing for spring."
Thirdly, it is related to some characteristics of buttonwood. Platanus acerifolia is a broad-leaved plant. Raindrops hit the leaves, and the sound was easily heard. Yao He's "Hangzhou Official House is a Thing": "The moss is sparse and dusty, and the phoenix tree rains." It's a bit like a lotus leaf. Li Shangyin has a poem "Stay dry and listen to the rain". Buttonwood is a deciduous plant. When autumn comes, its leaves fall one after another, which easily gives people a bleak and desolate feeling. Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: "The spring breeze turns into the night, and after the autumn rain, the fallen leaves return to their roots." The trunk of buttonwood is the best material to make a piano, and the sound of rain and piano can be connected, which is helpful to express sadness. Yan Shu's Wu Tong: "It can be a piano, a spring and autumn." Sycamore tree is a kind of tree with sweet fruit, so it is considered as a high-quality tree, which is the habitat and food source of the legendary phoenix (Sycamore tree). In Zhuangzi, it was once said that "the mullet originated in the South China Sea and flew in the North Sea, but it was not a phoenix tree" (Autumn Water). In Tang poetry, there are many poems in which the phoenix stops under the buttonwood. For example, "You swim in the scales and play in the blue waves, singing phoenix and phoenix trees" (Gao Shi's Pay the Secretary and Brother to Send a Gentleman Under the Curtain), "Sweet rice pecks at parrot grains, and the old phoenix branches perch on green trees" (Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity) and "Liu Jinsui's phoenix trees and jade branches" (Two Farewell Poems by Ling Huchu).
When I was a child, there was a buttonwood tree the size of a sea bowl at the entrance of my hometown village. In summer, I often climb to play. When the fruit is 78% ripe, take it home and let mom fry it in a big iron pot. Crisp, tender and sweet, the taste in memory is particularly beautiful. Unfortunately, this kind of tree was rarely seen later. In Beijing, I only noticed that there are few buttonwood trees in the semiconductor research institute next to Daguanyuan Park and Forestry University. Therefore, writing this article is a bit of a revival of old dreams.
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