One rain will catch the awn seeds. Today is a good day for both the Gregorian and lunar calendars. A new round of copying and recitation begins with this piece of work that Mr. Ye Jiaying is particularly fond of.
The woman in the poem has eyebrows like mountains, hair like clouds, and cheeks like snow, but she seems to be in no mood to dress herself up. She slept and "woke up naturally", washed herself up late, put on makeup slowly, looked in the mirror before and after, and looked at her flowers. Facing each other, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a pair of partridges on the newly embroidered Luo Yi, which stirred up a bit of lovesickness. No wonder "Lazy Thrush" can be used as a Kunqu opera tune. Every word is whispered, every sentence is sung lightly, not a single line expresses sorrow, every line is sorrow.
After all, he is the originator of Huajian Ci. The daughter's mood is "only on the brow, but on the heart". Sleeping in and not wearing makeup are both blessings to me, and it is even more blessing to be able to sit under the window during Monday morning rush hour, listening to the chirping of birds, and slowly appreciating the wonderful words.
The mountains and moons don’t know what’s going on in their hearts, and the water and wind are empty and the eyes are dazzled.
Twenty-seven words, a small order, absolutely hate it. Do you hate the moon in the mountains and the flowers in the wind? No. What I hate is that if I have a lover, I will never return to him. He is at the end of the world.
Swaying, inconspicuous shaking, is the lonely shadow of waiting, and also the slight wave in the hostess's heart. She looks at the flowers during the day and the moon at night. The day has passed like this! Everyone is almost unable to stand up straight like the drifting clouds, and they still don’t know when the long-awaited end will come.
The only grown man who can write about his girlfriend’s grudges in such a low and profound manner in just two or three sentences is Wen Feiqing.
Missing is not the exclusive domain of women, but men are always not good at expressing it. However, this little poem is so simple that no translation is needed. The combination of dense and sparse, thick and light, is all in the last sentence - when I wake up, I know it is a dream, and I am extremely sad.
Even if she is not Peach Blossom Face or Liu Yemei, she understands everything you say. What she says you like to hear is the joy of meeting and the kindness of knowing someone. Nowadays, men and women no longer express their feelings through poetry, and "talking for a long time" has become a luxury for emotional communication.
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet. All deep feelings need to be tested by separation. For modern people who make an appointment with a WeChat message and turn around as soon as they say goodbye, it is equally luxurious to want to leave but still linger.
The partridges on the robes add new sorrow, and the phoenixes on the mountain pillows cause spring hatred, just because the birds are in pairs. If you have concerns in your heart, everything you look at is related to love.
How to love without hating? You must meet someone who knows how to appreciate and cherish you. Even if your homeland Wu Gong is far away, there is no distance between your hearts.
Everything worth having is resilient. It can be separated, but it can’t be pulled apart. This is the only journey of life, if you don’t have a good companion, it’s better to go it alone.
The young master is unparalleled in the world, and the stranger is like jade. If I could marry him, I would have nothing else to ask for in this life. What a straightforward expression!
I have the honor to see Teacher Yang Kun again recently, and I often recall "Sixteen-year-old Flower Season", which was the first good work of our era that boldly described the ignorant and budding inner world of middle school students. Today, I copied this little poem about a trip to the apricot blossoms in spring and a girl meeting a beautiful man. I not only lamented: With such a passionate love that is destined to last a lifetime, will there still be "adults" who have been ruthlessly abandoned by the real world N times? It is a pity that with the development of the times, the pure and beautiful emotions of adolescence are still accused of "puppy love".
Mr. Ye Jiaying commented on Wei's Ci: "Who is worthy of being married to me? I will fight for the rest of my life if I marry. Can the true love be like this forever, and Chu Sao will be friends with each other through nine deaths." Although the sixteen-year-old Hua It's only open for one season, but true love is by no means reserved for the young. As long as your heart is not old, you can have youth as hot as the sun at any age.
I am often asked: To maintain such a leisurely and good mood every day, you must have a lot, right? If I had to answer, I can only say: It’s all thanks to the loss. In the ten years when I was the most prosperous, no matter how prosperous my career was, no less than ten relatives left me one after another, and I could truly understand what it means to "break my heart even if I have music and songs."
Who is not born alone? Why are people still afraid of loneliness? That's because it was once lively. However, the more I experience, the more I understand that the essence of the journey of life is to find beauty alone. People who only want to gain and are unwilling to lose may appear to be aggressive on the surface, but in reality they are prone to being strong on the outside but hard on the inside. Once major changes occur, they will inevitably be devastated.
The current epidemic management and control is very illustrative. Some people are even "distressed" when they temporarily lose their freedom to buy. It can be seen that having something once and being too easy to obtain may not be a good thing.
The heavy blow of fate and the indifference of my nature taught me to choose "active loss": be prepared when I am stable, be frugal when I am rich, and retreat when I am glorious, because I do not allow myself to be "full of sadness" when facing unexpected events. It is better to train yourself to get used to losing early. Especially these years when I stay away from the hustle and bustle and watch the four seasons quietly, when I find that the inconspicuous flowers and plants around me can tenaciously come back to life, I am even more convinced: for a rich and receptive heart, nothing can survive. Real loss. So in middle age, I am always prepared: green trees, moss and half sunset.
Hahaha when you meet with wine, how much can life be! The ancient pronunciation of "haha" was huōhuō, just like today's people, it was also a word for laughter, meaning "muddling through". Instead of talking about the Ming Dynasty in front of the bottle, I prefer to interpret it as the contemporary buzzword "living in the present".
Just eat when you eat and drink when you drink. This is indeed a kind of respect for the present moment. Especially if someone is treating you to the meal or wine, you should value the host's enthusiasm and friendship even more. In modern times, it is actually a kind of cultivation not to look at the phone or talk about business when meeting friends, and to ignore other people's right and wrong when posting in WeChat Moments. Unfortunately, the imported "freedom of speech" has buried too many of the most basic aspects of traditional culture. Etiquette.
Every place of suffering is a good opportunity to practice not to look wrongly, speak not wrongly, and not move wrongly. 2022 is an excellent training ground. Only by respecting nature and the complexity of things and letting go of arguments about right and wrong can we be calm. If the mind is not calm and the Qi is not smooth, wisdom cannot arise. What's more, spring leakage is short, why not laugh?
More love. Everything you are trying so hard to escape will come closer to you.
When I read this poem, I "acted out" for a second: thinking about the six-piece long skirt of an ancient woman dragging the floor slowly, setting off blue waves, is a bit romantic, but isn't it troublesome to wash it? Hahaha, after all, I am a modern person, and I only worry about housework. And the woman in that poem has been frowning under the crystal curtain all day long, just because she is watching the rain hitting the lotus flowers, worrying that the world will not be reunited.
Still the same topic: loneliness. There is one person in one room, and it is even more common in places where people gather. But perhaps loneliness and deep affection have the same origin, and it is the most meaningful gift of love. Otherwise, there would be no such good words and sentences for us descendants to ponder over and over again. In this way, it is still a work of art. The lonelier the person is, the soul must be sharper and richer, so it should be cherished.
Why do willows, spring rain, apricot blossoms, and orioles all cause sorrow? Just because of six words: I still don’t know the news. Ancient people waited for a letter from swan geese, while modern people waited for a reply on WeChat. The mood should be the same, right? Therefore, technology is of no use to the mind.
The mirror was covered with dust, showing that it had not been wiped clean for a long time and that it was too lazy to dress up. Shedding tears will damage your appearance, but holding back will damage your heart. At this point, women still have the privilege of not being aggrieved, so it is men who are short-lived.
Although lovesickness is painful, if there is no one to miss you, your youth is probably gone. No news may be a way to prevent love from ending up in triviality and mediocrity.
The poem is still praising spring, but the weather is already getting hotter in the world, and it is getting longer day by day. The temperature forecast is 35 degrees!
I like the two sentences "The bamboo shoots are green with moss, and the flowers are fragrant when nestled in the snow." One "in" and one "nuggle", but the long spring bamboo shoots and the competing fragrant spring flowers have a human feeling. attitude. The wicker branches were wrapped into "golden threads" by the light of the setting sun, swaying in the spring breeze like scissors.
Although it was difficult to enjoy the spring scenery in this past season, I tried my best to keep the light in my heart. By surrendering to nature without disturbing the environment, enjoying tranquility by loving life, and living seriously and devotedly, not only will spring be good, but all seasons will be good.
Three-letter, three-character words are rare. What it says is: In late spring when peonies are in full bloom, the days are particularly long in the empty pavilion with the curtains hanging down. I can only pass the time by re-reading a letter from the past stained with pink tears. I finally stay up until dark, and the fragrance is still there after all. No sleep, the moon is bright and the flowers are scarce.
Colorful Notes, what a nice name the ancients used for letters! The pink thoughts, the folded thoughts, the thoughts with wings, written down, sent out and read out are all lovesickness, you know it and I know it. It was still popular from thousands of years ago until the end of the last century. Do you still have such mysterious and wonderful "physical evidence"?
When I got up in the morning, I saw three more flowers blooming. But he was reluctant to move her (pronounced ruó or ruá) with his hands. That was something only a bored woman in the boudoir could do. Now we know that in addition to cockfighting, wealthy people in ancient times also fought ducks for fun. The hairpin made of jasper inserted diagonally in her hair is about to fall off. I only think of it when scratching my head, which shows that the mistress is in a careless mood.
If people keep themselves busy, they will have no worries. And what you are busy with is not official errands, but things you enjoy doing, even trivial housework. Women from wealthy families probably have the time and sadness to lean on the railing alone because they don’t even have to do housework themselves. I call this “lady’s depression.”
You can have hope, but it doesn’t have to be all day long. It is better for a woman to be born in modern times. She must have her own academic career. Even if she eventually returns to the family and worked hard for herself when she was young, her memory will not only be about men and the pain of love, but she will also better understand the hardships of men entering the world. .
I thought it was a Tang poem, but it was exactly the poem between flowers, and it was such a smart and lovely poem. When I read it on Monday morning, the corners of my mouth couldn’t help but turn up. It was enough to start seven days of bright mood.
In the autumn scenery of the lake, the little girl rowed a boat to pick lotus flowers, but she let the boat ripple with the waves. Why? It turned out that the beautiful young man on the shore was in a trance. What was even more unexpected was that she picked up a handful of lotus seeds and threw them at the young man. Suddenly she realized that someone had discovered her from a distance, and her face turned red with embarrassment.
If this beautiful and playful scene happened in modern times, some people would definitely find it incomprehensible, and it is so "unprovoked" precisely because - they can't help themselves. When love has become fast food, women are rarely shy. What is scarce in programmed and skillful love is "gratuitous".
The words written at night were copied early in the morning of the summer solstice. From then on, the nights became longer and longer, and I was extremely thoughtful.
The orchid lamps have faded, and the cannas on the screen are dim and blurry. In my dream, I went back to the time when the green plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River were ripe. The sound of the flute on the boat moored at night was accompanied by the drizzle. Someone whispered beside the small bridge at the post station, which was the lingering local accent that I had not seen for a long time.
Many people regard their hometown as a retreat in times of extreme hardship, just as we have seen many migrant workers choose to leave Shanghai and return home these days. Yesterday I caught up with Zhao Paner, who was determined to establish a foothold in Tokyo, and said: Wherever I am, my retreat is behind me. Who knew that behind this determination, he would also dream of returning to Qiantang from time to time? Or maybe, no matter whether they take root in their hometown or leave home to travel, for thousands of years, what people have been looking for is always a spiritual home - a place of peace of mind.
I was sweating when I went out to buy breakfast, and what I came back to copy was an erotic poem about "Powder and Fragrant Sweat", but the picture was so beautiful that it made me feel refreshed.
I really envy the sense of ritual of the ancients. To meet your sweetheart, you must have an exquisite stove burning good incense, a brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, and a cicada hairpin to tie your hair down. I was woken up by the sound of rolling wheels in the morning. Although I was shocked, I still smiled. The most shocking sentence is "It takes a lifetime of hard work". How much effort does it take to love?
Remind me that I should also scrub the ice mat (mat) today! With air conditioning, modern people save a lot of things and lose a lot of fun. Not to mention having fun, it is already difficult to fall in love with all kinds of calculations and trade-offs. And I still think that you should sweat as much as you want on a hot day.
Clouds and rain turn from morning to night, and fireworks return from spring to autumn. Can the rise and fall of any dynasty or generation prevent the change of seasons? Today’s forecast is for a high temperature of 37 degrees, and I’m already looking forward to the crisp autumn air in the near future!
Only flowing water and Cuilan are eternal. Where are the long past events in the palace dormitory in the past? None of us have a chance to go back to the past. We can only remain aware of the present and alert to the future. Everything that has happened and is happening is what should happen and can only happen. I have no complaints, because I believe that everything will work out on its own, and the earth will naturally regulate the order of all living creatures parasitic on her carrier, including human beings who cannot defeat God.
So why worry about the country and the people? Who is not a lonely boat on the road of life? A traveler? Walk your own path well, live your life well, the past will go with the wind, and the years will pass by.
After a boring and breathless night, the good news is that when I got up, I saw several heat-loving jasmine trees blooming on the balcony, and there were even more flowers blooming. My winter care and spring visit were not in vain. Repair.
At this moment, I am unfolding paper and copying poems amidst the cries of orioles and the sound of rustling rain. Although I cannot go to the Xiangfei Temple and cannot see the water of the Xiangjiang River, I can see the greenery all over the courtyard, which makes me feel satisfied and satisfied. peaceful.
The fanatic who "fights to the death for a beauty" reminds me of what Gu Qianfan said to Pan'er with affectionate eyes in desperation: You are my Achilles' heel! The "living Yama" who kills without blinking an eye, has a chivalrous body and a tender heart.
Don’t be afraid to give your best to good people and good things. Believe that persistence will lead to a response, but the results will take time to arrive. People only live this once, and if they don’t have the courage to go their own way, they are not qualified to encounter miracles!
In the faint fragrance, reading this little poem is like a diary. I think it was only when I was a teenager that I could write down the days of the month very clearly, shyly raising my eyebrows and not mentioning my last name. The romantic and pure feelings like summer flowers were unknown to anyone except the moon in the sky at that time.
People cannot follow, dreams follow, and illusory pictures solve too many longings that cannot be reached in reality. Wake up and write a poem, and the broken soul will be reborn.
What a wonderful thing it is to love someone deeply. If those "last year and today" in life can be condensed into words, the spirit will have the opportunity to transcend all feelings, forget both people and me, and be pure. Far away. I also recognized the ancient name of cricket: Luowei, also known as "Weaver Girl". These days, in addition to the chirping of warblers and frogs, there are also cicadas chirping in the garden, singing the chorus of midsummer. From morning to night every day, I feel like I am in a large concert hall in nature. I would rather hear more about these little creatures. Those who eat outside or not dine in have no interest at all. The crowd of Internet celebrities joining hands has never been what I yearn for.
Although it is so hot that I long for the coolness of my pillow in autumn, there is no such thing as tossing and turning. I have a full schedule of study and work every day, and when the moon shines brightly, I naturally feel tired and sleepy when practicing. I have work in hand but nothing in my heart. I have no time to think about it. I am haggard and have nowhere to take advantage of. I sleep soundly all night until dawn.
The temperature is still not low, but there is a slight breeze, which also allows me to experience the "fragrant small garden flowers". While pruning branches and leaves, I picked two branches and inserted them on my desk to accompany my writing and refresh my mind.
The moon is bright, and the dew is thick. Once you say goodbye, it is difficult to see people again. Find them in dreams to comfort lovesickness. It is difficult for most advanced animals like humans to only smell the fragrance of flowers and not talk about the joys and sorrows, so they will put their sorrows and joys into the fragrance of flowers.
Gatherings and separations in the world are like flowers blooming and withering. The best outcome may not be staying together. If you can harvest quiet thoughts and poems after going through the wind and rain, it may be the most beautiful ending.
The sun was shining brightly on the first day of June, and I learned something new early in the morning: "Xie family" can also generally refer to women in the boudoir. It was named after Xie Daoyun, the daughter of Xie Yi in the Jin Dynasty, and Xie Qiuniang, the concubine of Li Deyu in the Tang Dynasty.
It is said that this is a letter written by the poet to his first love, but the other party has long since disappeared. So I can only return to your home in a dream. The corridor is still the same as before, the bright moon is full of emotion, and the falling flowers are full of hatred.
She said: When you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please treat him gently. No matter how long or short the time you have been in love, if you can always treat each other tenderly, then all the moments will be a kind of flawless beauty. If you have to separate, say goodbye properly and be grateful in your heart for giving you a memory.
For people like me who have fallen asleep every night since childhood and slept until dawn, it is really difficult to express this longing all night long. Occasionally, I envy emotional people for having so many emotional experiences, but soon I will be glad that I live soberly and detachedly. I love watching "Meng Hua Lu" not only because of the beauty of the heroine, but also because I rarely see her sad. She doesn't panic when things happen or is in chaos. She is neither bound by the world nor indulges in emotions. This is what I admire. A great woman in the world.
I believe it from my heart. I know that in real life, Liu Yifei rarely shows up to take roles. She dresses casually and even rustically, and talks casually without losing humor. I am not surprised that she has a fairy-like appearance in her undefeated years.
The last day of June is still sunny and hot, with occasional breeze. The interesting first half of the year is coming to an end. I believe that the second half of the year is as worth looking forward to as the rainbow at dusk yesterday!
I heard the chirping of cicadas in the morning, and suddenly felt the depth of summer. July, half year.
The spring of "soft apple leaves and bright apricot blossoms" has long been gone. The wind and waves are gradually subsided, and the green grass is especially green. The summer before the plum blossoms are also often half rainy and half clear. Workers are busy in the river in front of the door. While cleaning the overgrown green duckweed, although it is not a painting of a boat, it still contains a bit of human emotion.
The years issue some special edicts in order to add material to our life scripts. So it’s not just spring that’s good? Chunqi, Xia'an, Qiu Sui, Winter Jubilee, what wonderful blessings the ancients inscribed on their letters! All four seasons are beautiful, and so is life; the east corner has passed, and the mulberry trees are not too late.
When you copy this song, you will think of Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice": The phoenix trees are drizzling more and more, and the drizzle is falling at dusk. This time, how can the word "sorrow" be said?
The poems between flowers are full of love affairs. Men and women in the world come together due to fate and disperse due to fate. Suffering is due to separation; hatred is due to abandonment. I just want to understand that "forever" itself is a delusion. We will eventually be separated, ashes to ashes, soil to soil. The separations in the middle are just rehearsals to make us get used to it.
I often think that Mr. Ye Jiaying, who surrendered to the old-style marriage with "weak virtue", will probably never have the opportunity to experience so-called love in her life, but she can tell the story of Wei Zhuang, Wen Tingyun, etc. with great emotion. There must be some suffering in life, which is much deeper than love. Otherwise, how could such a beautiful and clear soul be created?
Last night I happened to read Mr. Fei Xiaotong's writing in "Russian China": "Emotional indifference is an expression of stable social relations." I have to say, I agree with most of them. "The so-called emotion means being moved, or even angry. The power that stabilizes social relationships is not emotion, but understanding. Intimacy is different from exciting emotions. It is agreement and has a lasting effect; it is Speechless, unlike being loud when emotions are overwhelming, singing, crying and wailing are an indispensable complement when excited. "The same is true for the country and society, as for partners and friends. Once you get angry and resentful, you lose the ability to understand deeply. Be patient and rational.
The moon is sinking and people are quiet, but the emperor has not returned. Lazy sweeping away fallen flowers, Zigui adds sorrow. As soon as he entered the palace, he was full of hatred. It was better to be a "country woman" like Zhao Pan'er and live a free and easy life. Although all modern women seem to be free and unrestrained, there are still many who often complain about the palace. It is not the deep palace that locks the body, but the wall in the mind that imprisons one's heart.
This song has been explained before, no need to go into details, it’s all in the last five words - I’m crazy about the flowers!
When I eat, I only see food, when I travel, I only see the scenery, when I make money, I only see work, when I love someone, I only see my lover. This is my consistent attitude towards life. Only in this way, there will be no entanglement in every moment of life, and there will be no regrets when leaving. German psychotherapist Hellinger said: "I know that I am here for the experience of life in the present moment. In every present moment, the only thing I have to do is to fully allow, fully experience, and fully enjoy."
This "completeness" is "complete madness". All entanglements, hesitations, anxiety, and sadness are all because there is no "finish", so it is not "complete". Psychology is called "unfinished", and it will definitely leave knots in the heart.
Don’t forget: we are all going to die! And, I don’t know when I will die. How much time do you have until you can get the life you want? Can we "arrive" by just "waiting"? If there are flowers, you must break them off. Don’t wait until there are no flowers.
One night, another flower woke up from the heat. I don't have the resentment of the little woman in the poem about not being able to see the recruiter or receive the letter. I only have the joy of being able to listen to the summer cicadas and be tipsy among the flowers early in the morning.
In yesterday’s night reading, Emerson said: “When interacting with people, try to avoid the negative aspects, and never use your regrets or dark views on society and politics to Adding unnecessary trouble to others.
You need to think carefully before speaking. If you haven't thought it through completely, then don't say anything at all. "In fact, it echoes the copied sentence - don't ask each other, you are afraid of asking, and asking will make you more resentful.
If you don't tell, you may not be blind, and if you don't ask, you may not know. If you don't ask, it is self-discipline. Self-control; a gentleman's caution is for cultivation and grace.
The bright moon does not know how to change people. We must admit that we can never go back to the past, even if it was only two years ago or one year ago, history will be there. I choose to reincarnate at a certain moment, such as the college entrance examination, and God arranges it to go back to the hot July 7th.
Last night I dreamed that I was nervous because of the physics and mathematics test papers. How many years has it passed? "Childhood trauma"? When I woke up, I was very glad that I had grown up and had overcome all obstacles to reach middle age. There was no time in my life where I could be more confident and calm than I am now!
Wang Xiaobo said: "People are not equal. The most important reason is that there are differences in knowledge between people. "I think the "knowledge" here is not book knowledge, let alone exam-oriented knowledge. Many people find it difficult to move forward precisely because they read too much. The difference between people comes from conscience and courage, and more importantly, the insight born of experience. True knowledge born of deep thinking.
Copying this rare patriotic poem in Huajian, thinking about what essay questions will appear in today’s Chinese exam paper? Student. It’s hot and the road is long, but peace of mind can win thousands of books!
The sun is dazzling early in the morning. When you wake up, you are sweating and your face is oily. There is something close to youth in this familiar heat! The smell makes people feel that it is so good to be alive, and it is so good to be able to sweat to the fullest.
In my life experience, it seems that there has never been a "girlfriend grudge", only "it is better to retreat than to swim in the abyss." And the sobriety of "making a web". Don't like to think, love to take action. When you are young and strong, you can experience the pleasure of accumulating money and the comfort of "flow" while working hard. When you try your best, you can let go, and choose to return before you reach middle age. Living idle does not give rise to idle sorrow, because one quickly finds various hobbies to fill one's time and mind.
As long as people cultivate a peaceful mind through experience, it will not be easy. Complaining or questioning, whether about one's own life, the experiences of others, or environmental variables, is because language and words are like flowers, and what kind of heart will bloom will be what the world defines as "susceptible." "A woman who is a woman must learn to be responsible for her own circumstances and emotions. After all, nagging and anger will not make you cute.
Smoking cages and willow embankments, water bathing mandarin ducks. The spring in Luoyang city is beautiful, The talented scholar from Luoyang started this round of reading and writing of Huajian Ci with Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man"
Getting up early on hot days has become a daily routine. , but regard it as a convenience. Last night, I talked with my high school classmate. Two years ago, I took a green car and went to the Hunan Provincial Museum early in the morning to queue up to see the exhibition. Now I think it is still not easy for the remaining six months. The time has not yet come for food and travel, and the mentality of retaliatory consumption is a waste of this God-given "cultivation". There are too many retrograde people who work a hundred times harder than us.
Romain Rolland said: "You. The more things you lose, the richer you are because the mind creates what you lack. "I think this kind of wealth is not available to everyone. God will only choose those who are optimistic about fate. The more you lose your youth and old friends among the flowers, the more you cherish every dark moment in your life.