I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. Write landscapes, 100 translate and annotate ancient poems about early childhood education.
In April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just opened.
I often regret that spring has gone nowhere to look, but I don't know that it has come here.
The appreciation of this poem is only four short sentences, and there seems to be nothing profound and alarming in terms of content and language. It is only a narrative and description of seasons and climate, and it is a kind of scenery that "the mountains are deep and the seasons are not late" and "different from the flat settlements". But if you read it carefully, you will find that this simple and natural poem is far-reaching and interesting.
At the beginning of the poem, the words "the world is full of wheatgrass in April, and the mountain temple is full of peach blossoms" mean that when the poet climbs the mountain, he is already in Xia Meng, and it is time for the earth to spring back and the wheatgrass to fall. But unexpectedly, in the ancient temple in the mountains, I met an unexpected spring scene-a peach blossom that began to bloom. From the sentence "I hate spring for a long time, but I can't find a place to go", we can know that the poet is resentful, angry and disappointed for the hasty absence of spring before boarding the ship. Therefore, when this unexpected spring scene comes into view, it should make people feel how surprised and happy. The first sentence of this poem, "Fang Fei is exhausted" and the second sentence, "It begins to bloom", complement each other. Literally, they are chronicles, but in fact, they are also writing about the leap of feelings and thoughts-from sighing for the past melancholy to surprise, joy and even joy. Moreover, at the beginning of the first sentence, the poet deliberately used the word "person", which means that this adventure and this scenic spot have brought a special feeling to the poet, that is, it seems that he suddenly stepped into a fairyland from the real world of human beings and was in another non-human world.
It is under the trigger of this feeling that the wings of the poet's imagination soar. "I hate that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know where to go." The poet thought that he hated the ruthlessness of spring because he cherished it and fell in love with it, but he was wrong. It turns out that spring didn't come back, but just sneaked into this place like children and people playing hide-and-seek.
In this poem, peach blossoms are used instead of abstract spring scenery to make spring scenery concrete and beautiful; Moreover, it personifies the spring scenery and writes it as if it really has feet, so you can hide it around. No, just feet. Look at it. It has a naughty and provocative character. In this short poem, the spring scenery in nature is so vivid and concrete, innocent and lovely, and it can't be written without infinite nostalgia and love for spring and the poet's childlike innocence. The beauty of this poem lies in its novel conception, ingenious conception, elegant and interesting playful language, inspiring and pleasing to the eye. It can be described as another treasure in the quatrains of the Tang Dynasty.
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. The higher the altitude, the lower the temperature, so the season appears later than the land. Here is a question: Why do the peach blossoms in Dalin Temple bloom later than those in the mountains? From the meteorological point of view, there is only one answer, that is, "affected by the vertical difference of temperature." In other words, the peach blossoms in Dalin Temple bloom late because it is a "mountain climate".
Common sense tells us that in mountainous areas, the temperature decreases with the elevation of the terrain. Generally speaking, the temperature drops by 0.6℃ every time the height increases 100 m. When the mountains fluctuate vertically to a few dry meters, the vertical difference in temperature is more obvious. In addition, the adaptability of plants to temperature is different, so the plant landscape at different heights will inevitably be different. Lushan Mountain is about 1 400 meters above sea level, and the temperature at the top of the mountain is 8 ~ 9℃ lower than that in Pingchuan area below the mountain. Dalin Temple is located in today's "Huajing Scenic Area" of Lushan Mountain, which is more than 1. 100 meters higher than the plain below the mountain, and the temperature is 6 ~ 7℃ lower than that of Jiujiang City below the mountain. In addition, Lushan Mountain is located between the Yangtze River and Yanghu Lake. The water vapor in rivers and lakes is stagnant, the clouds are diffuse and the sunshine is insufficient, which makes the temperature in the mountains lower, so spring naturally comes late.
Background: This poem was written in April of the 12th year of Tang Xianzong Yuanhe (8 17). Bai Juyi was Sima of Jiangzhou (now Jiujiang, Jiangxi) at the age of 46.
Bai Juyi (772-846), a native of Xinzheng, Henan Province, was born in Taiyuan, Lotte, Xiangshan, and drunk. He was a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty and one of the three great poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen * * * advocated the new Yuefu movement, and together with Liu Yuxi, they called the world "Bai Yuan" and "Bai Liu". Bai Juyi's poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms and simple and popular language, and are known as "the poet's magic" and "the king of poets". Official to Hanlin bachelor, Zuo Zanshan doctor. In 846 AD, Bai Juyi died in Luoyang and was buried in Xiangshan. Up to now, there are Bai's "Changqing Collection", and the representative works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Charcoal Man, Pipa Travel and so on. Bai Juyi
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