Qiu Puge/Li Bai
White hair three thousands of feet, sorrow as long?
I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!
Appreciate:
This is a poem expressing anger. With unrestrained passion and romantic artistic techniques, the poet created the image of "self", gave vent to deep resentment and depression, and exerted a strong and touching artistic power.
"White hair and three thousands of feet, the fate seems long?" Split the air, such as spring tide rushing, such as volcanic eruption, shocking. It is really incomprehensible to look at the phrase "three thousands of feet with white hair". How can white hair "three thousands of feet"? When I read the next sentence, "Sorrow is like a beard", I suddenly understood that the original white hair "Three thousands of feet" was born of sorrow and grew up because of sorrow! Worry gives birth to white hair, but people are aware of it, but it is three times as long as thousands of feet. How many deep worries should there be? The fateful weight of ten words falls on one word "sadness". Writing sadness is incredible! Fantasy strange sentences can't help but make people marvel at the poet's boldness of vision and pen power.
There are many sad examples in classical poetry. Luo Dajing, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote in "The Jade Dew in the Crane Forest": "The poet uses mountains as a metaphor for his worries, and Du Shaoling said," Worry comes like a mountain (according to the press, "Qi finally comes to the south"), so you can't shovel holes "; Some people use water as a metaphor for sadness. Li Qiyun said, "Please measure the water in the East China Sea to see the shallow sorrow. "."Li Bai found a new way to describe the depth of sadness with the length of "white hair and three thousands of feet", which is "particularly novel" and "compared with China, it means more" (ibid.). People will not only take the poet's unreasonable troubles seriously, but will sincerely appreciate this unnatural and popular strange sentence and feel sympathy for the poet's sigh.
People see the white hair on their heads and its length because they look in the mirror. The first two sentences are hidden in the mirror, and three or four sentences clearly say: "I don't know where to get autumn frost in the mirror!" "
Autumn frost is white, representing its white hair. Seemingly repetitive but not repetitive, there is a sad and haggard emotional color that transcends the word "white" of white hair. "I don't know" in the previous sentence is not really unknown, nor is it because I don't know that I asked "where". These two sentences are not questions, but angry words and bitter words. Poetic eyes are on the word "de" in the next sentence. Where did you get so worried? The word "de" goes straight to the exclusion and oppression suffered by the poet for half his life; I don't know why I'm worried about my white hair and autumn frost on my temples, and I feel it personally! Li Bai has the ambition of "bravely competing for his talents and willing to help him" and the ideal of "making the atlas area big and the sea county clear" (see Dai Shoushan's answer to Meng Shaofu's book). Despite his repeated setbacks, his ambition is not fade away. When he wrote this poem, he was already in his fifties, and his ambition was unfulfilled. How could he not be doubly miserable when he was old! Then, I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and a solitary chant of "Three thousands of feet with White Hair" occurred, which made the world's future generations know their grief and indignation. The legendary sentence is a must.
Have we ever worried about the beauty of youth and the shortness of life? Have we ever worried about the death of all good things? Have we ever worried about the inexplicable excitement inside?
When we almost forgot all this, we realized how badly we needed poetic sadness!