Draped all the way through the wind and dust, thousands of loads of ****, to see the green mountains still, singing the great river going east. Lift the step across the threshold of the twenty-first century, we from the treasures of history museum full of return, and everyone **** enjoy this spiritual feast.
A nation can stand tall in the forest of human civilization, her feet must have a continuous flow, the inexhaustible national culture of nourishment. This long river of culture, from ancient times to the future, from the flood to civilization, with all the way to the song, but also with all the way to the blood and tears, all the way to the cry, leaving a lot of fruit and monument, but also recorded a lot of bitterness and hatred. Dredging this river, Phi sand sorting gold, we picked up the light of the ancient and modern ancient masterpieces.
It is the art of pen and ink written on the epic, no one before, no one after. It is the crystallization of national wisdom and the concentration of history. The jagged bones of Wei and Jin, the towering meteorology of Tang Dynasty, the drums that move the ground, the hunter's flag rolled up in Loulan, the golden wisp song, the yellow warbler, the peach blossom fan, the willow wind, the piece is the contemplation of the times, and the word is the gaze of history.
It is a rare treasure of great value, beautiful and beautiful. It is like the glittering, colorful and flowing diamonds, set in the corridor of the times. The perseverance of Kuafu, the gracefulness of Luo Shen, Qu Yuan's long whine, Li Yu's sadness, Guan Yunchang's sword, Jia Baoyu's love of children, all become the embodiment of the beauty of art, through the ages and immortality.
It is a chain linking the national culture, one end of which holds the ancient times, and the other end of which points to the future. Vast five thousand years of civilization, swaying, brilliant and lofty, moistening and nourishing the Chinese nation. The ancient masterpieces, word for word, piece for piece, are the concentrated version and essence of national culture and Chinese civilization. Read it and appreciate it, we clearly feel the profoundness of the sages and philosophers, the ambition to serve the country, the nostalgia of the traveler's family, the quest of the absentee men and women. Throughout the thousands of years of splendor, long songs and sighs sing ancient and modern. Holding up these masterpieces, we meet with the sages; chanting these songs, we dialog with history. Tradition is sublimated here, and culture is regenerated here. We are the inheritors of the traditional culture, we are the transmitters of the cultural flame, and we are also the envoys of the contemporary culture.
Picking up a piece of colored stone left behind by Nuwa, borrowing a cold moon that shines obliquely on the palace of the Han family, folding a wisp of willow in the rain of the Weicheng Dynasty, and picking a small orange lamp lit by Bingxin's old man, let's go backward along the old course of the long river of history, and begin the cultural walk in search of the masterpieces of the ancient times.
When we scoop up a handful of water from the Yangtze River, have we ever thought of its source? When we stay in the Chinese cultural corridor, but we must walk to its starting point, where is the mother of Chinese literature. There is the temple of Chinese culture.
In this space and time, everything seems to be pure and serene: five-colored stones surround Nuwa, Kuafu runs under the scorching sun, and the bird of prey sings in the blue sky; clear green sky and water, boundless forests and swamps, the mountains are also lofty, and the water is also long. Nature without artificial coloring, inspired by the spirit of mankind's literary inspiration, people turn to give nature with spirituality. Thus, today we hear the feelings of Confucius, Zhuangzi's singing, Qu Yuan's long sigh. Go to the side of thousands of years ago, check the history of the book brief, to savor the long and mysterious.
Rongma Guanshan ambition to serve the country, the soul of the daughter of love. A military outfit through a burst of heroism, we see is a valiant young general, and to the mirror sparse sideburns, the autumn wave of the flow, we see is a chu chu touching boudoir female red makeup. The unity of these two in the flower Mulan, generations to people convey the signal: the greatness of Chinese women, resilience and warmth. This is where the classic Northern Dynasty folk song "Mulan Rhetoric" comes in.
Bitter love and longing are the eternal themes of literature. The mountain ghosts in Qu Yuan's heirloom work "The Nine Songs" are outstanding. It is the inner monologue of a young girl in love, and a bold and spirited declaration of love. It does not focus on depicting the girl's flowery face and graceful figure, but on revealing the girl's inner world and conveying a passionate emotion of pursuing love.
Like a lost child, a man full of patriotic fervor but with no way to serve his country, his disillusionment, uncertainty, and even despondency, we can easily understand, and even be conquered by the surge of his emotions, which is the ancient man who has long passed away for thousands of years - Qu Yuan.
In order to express his state of mind, Qu Yuan found a very unique way: invoking the soul. Some people say that this is Qu Yuan invoking the soul of King Huai of Chu, some say that Qu Yuan is invoking the soul for himself, and some say that Song Yu is invoking Qu Yuan's soul. What matters is that history has left us this valuable legacy of "Invoking the Soul". A call for "soul to return", with tears, with blood, through the hate, there is a noble character confession, there is the dark forces of the scourge, there is the hometown and the motherland of the longing. We also can not help but to the distant starry sky, to the great patriot long called out: soul to return!
"Fluttering like a stunning, graceful as a swimming dragon; Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemums, Huamao spring pine". Cao Zhi these sixteen words out, the beauty of Luo Shen immediately a Sin Hua, vulgar for another realm. Luo Shen's charming and enchanting, Luo Shen's holy and ethereal, but is the poet's mind in the form of the illusion of beauty. Humanity's pursuit of beauty is unstoppable, the beauty of Luo Shen is by virtue of Cao Zhi's divine pen, through a thousand years of time and space tunnels, folded body shot to today.
The starry river is long, the silver man is long. The long river of Chinese civilization running from ancient times, a thousand turns, a thousand Tao tao ten thousand percolating, so that a pearl surfaced, its colorful flow of light, through space and time, illuminated the Chinese literature corridor, it is the nourishment of the Chinese culture for nearly a thousand years, and let the world look back to the literature of the Tang and Song dynasties.
Wandering in this literary treasure house, we are dazzled, we forget to return. Here, we rub shoulders with the history of Chinese literature, many celebrities and giants: face to face is the "Son of Heaven called not on the boat," laughing at the dust of Li Bai, looking at the "country broken mountains and rivers in the" tears Du Fu; this side of the arpeggio, tears in the green shirt of the Bai Juyi, that side of the building to look away, worried about the world of Fan Zhongyan; Su Dongpo under the moon to drink, voice to the heavens to ask, Xin Qiji picking lamps to look at the sword, night and day dreaming of the sands of the autumn pointing soldiers; Liu Yong for the "three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus" chanting and singing, Li Qingzhao is for the "wutong more and rain! The first is the "Wutong" and the second is the "Wutong" and the second is the "Wutong".
Tang and Song poems and songs is a towering monument, which counts the historical heritage of Chinese civilization; Tang and Song literature is a splendid crown, full of concentrated Chinese literary wisdom of the exotic treasures. Here, you can find the boldness of "The Great River Goes East" and the elegance of "Thinner than Yellow Flowers"; you can hear the indignant cry of "Wearing down the sword of the ages in the chest" and the "The willow bank, the dawn wind and the moon" of the shallow singing; there is the angry hair of the ambition of the country, there is also a bright moon in front of the window of the hometown, there is alone on the west tower of the long lovesickness, there is the grass grows warbler fly dream of the South River, there is a butterfly in spring, there is the fight frost and snow of a cut plum. Hold out this treasure trove, we can feel its weight: writing history, it knife to see blood, flogging the darkness, it word with tears, pondering life, it pen into the reason, longing for the light, it sound tireless. Containing Ying mastication, we can also savor its magnificence: it is the history of the solidification, but also the reality of the observation, is the literati's wonderful pen, but also the philosopher's contemplation; is a thousand miles of Niao cries of the embroidered mountains and rivers volume, but also the court dynasty's blood and rain map; it's the desert smoke, it's the plugged in the old drums and horns, it's the old ghosts of the old tomb, it's the golden wind and jade dew, * * * with the same is the history of China's literary world is up on a Everest.
A song "pipa line", Sima green shirt wet. This is the tears of sympathy, showing the poet's understanding and sympathy for the geisha pressed into the lowest class. This is also the tears of sadness, the same is the end of the world, the echo of the soul, so that Bai Juyi can not help but think of his own fate of being relegated to exile. However, the marvelous thing about this world-renowned song is that the author's portrayal of his own destiny in the poem is a fade in and out, and only pours out his sadness on the beauty of the pipa song and the desolate life of the songstress. It is probably the power of this tragic beauty that has made "Pipa Xing" so popular for thousands of years.
The green spring color, the river flow, the half-bloomed flower buds, the silver moonlight, the quiet night, nature designed these good times and beautiful scenery, to delight the human mind, cultivate human sentiment. Any one of these scenes is enough to make one's mind and heart happy. However, at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, a poet Zhang Ruoxu magically condensed these five views into a single poem, which became the voice of the Tang Dynasty and the poem of poems that resounded through the corridor of history.
Even after a thousand years, this beautiful piece of writing still smells good when we recite it today. It is clearly a hazy and ethereal ink painting, the flowers of the river in the moonlit night, the flowers of the river under the spring water, the swimmers by the spring water, the swimmers in the heart of a woman, poetry, love of children and the vicissitudes of history are one and the same, and the milk of the water is blended. It is also a clear and euphemistic Jiangnan silk and bamboo, with a mournful but not hurtful chanting, praising nature, singing love, lamenting life.
"Life is endless from generation to generation, and the river and the moon are only similar year after year". I hope that our beautiful life on the road, there will always be such a piece of bright moonlight. Gathering and separation, a major theme of life, but also a bottle of cocktails mixed with sweet and sour. Pick up this glass of wine, we for friends to receive the dust, pick up this glass of wine, we send loved ones on the road to travel. Separation, longing, waiting, this is a three-step process that cannot be avoided by people who get together and leave each other too often. Li Shangyin wrote the word "parting" in such a way that it shocked the world, not only shook the inner world of the world's absentee husband and wife, but also made people's feelings and causes to the end of their lives and devoted to the cause of the world. The first is that the company has been able to provide a wide range of products and services to the public.
The world's lovers are hard to part with that part of the love, that a cavity hate, who can say a word to break? The "Rain Lin Bells" of Liu Yong, a master of lyrics, is the first of its kind in the world.
A burst of cold cicadas, a long slanting sun, the vast waves of smoke, tearful eyes to tearful eyes, speechless to speechless, a good picture of a poignant euphemistic, tender heart of the tearful picture.
A piece of willow, a bend of the moon, a flat boat, sentimental travelers, lonely foreigners, a good song of deep feelings, hatred and long silk and bamboo tune.
Things change, the vicissitudes of life, but this is one of the most beautiful human emotions, we must always cherish in the heart.
Jiangnan scenery since ancient times called people soul. The tide of Qiantang, the West Lake beautiful scenery, more called people mesmerized. And a Liu Yong "looking at the sea tide" coloring, even thousands of miles away from the foreign countries, also got up "whip across the river", into the master of the heart of Jiangnan.
Expanding the "tide of hope", full of a prosperous merchant Chengping weather. The merchants gathered in the ancient Hangzhou, smoke and willow painting bridge, wind curtains and green curtains, immersed in the "night and day singing, household strings" in the song and dance. However, Hangzhou is known as the paradise of Hangzhou has more heavenly beauty: August Qiantang, West Lake show. Qiantang tide is the clear sky row waves, angry waves roll frost and snow of the yellow bells; West Lake is the beauty of the "three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus" of the bamboo and string.
The beauty of the scenery, the beauty of the picture, the beauty of the tone, the beauty of the charm, the beauty of the rhythm, Liu Yong here to tell us what is called the real beauty, the beauty of the vulgar.
If there is no Su Shi, China's word world I do not know how much color to lose, "Nian Nujiao Great River to the East" can testify.
This song of the ages, with its mountainous momentum and wide-open historical depth, has overwhelmed countless patriotic aspirants, writers and writers, until today, it is still ringing with the sound.
Reading this powerful paperback heirloom classic, we see the wine in the wind Su Dongpo, heard his sigh through time and space. On the one hand is the flow of reality: rocks through the air, the waves beat the shore, the river waves, the wall of a thousand refu; on the other hand is the history of the past: the beacon rolls, the war flag hunting, Cao Cao Zhou Yu Zhuge Liang, one by one from the eyes flashed. The words are all praise for the beautiful mountains and rivers, admiration for the great men and women of history, and the desire to serve the country.
This stirring and majestic symphony of heroes has stirred the hearts of those who came before us, and ignited the enthusiasm of those who are now patriotic and serve the country, which is a spark to be preserved forever. On a tall building alone, the railing shoots all over, looking up to the sky and whistling. General Yue's song "Man Jiang Hong" explains the true meaning of patriotism. Show read this piece of air swallowed the mountains and rivers of the world, a blood and heart of the heroes of the air to meet. Broken mountains and rivers, people are suffering, so that Yue Fei angrily pointed at the Xiong Nu Hu Lu; clean up the golden ou, re-support the gods of the earth and grain, and so that Yue Fei had a cloud of ambition. Patriotism, here word for word: angry hair is patriotism, long whistling to the sky is patriotism, drinking the blood of the Xiongnu is patriotism, eat the meat of the hu captives is patriotism. This sacred face of the solemn flag, so that the whole pen pen, words, a loyal anger, gushing out. Read "Man Jiang Hong", think of General Yue, inheritance of this precious spiritual heritage, we are duty-bound.
Speaking of sadness, speaking of loneliness, speaking of sadness, Li Qingzhao's "slow sound" when pushed to the top of the list. Loneliness and nostalgia is one of the basic emotions of human beings, and it is the instinctive thinking of human beings to think of others and to be touched by feelings. To be able to convey this psychological feeling in a thorough and understandable way, and to stimulate the spirit of others **** invigorated, naturally, is a master of words. Here, Li Qingzhao can be called everyone. A falling leaf, a goose call, a drop of autumn rain, a handle of green lamp, Li Qingzhao can turn stone into gold, giving it a strong infectious force. Li Qingzhao's "slow sound" to understand as the language style and staggered and harmonious rhyme rhythm to create a kind of inseparable, not dispersed lonely lost atmosphere. Reading it, we seem to hear the dripping rain in front of the steps and the lonely geese in the long sky, and we can see the falling leaves of the sycamore tree and the yellow lamp. Undoubtedly, this is a kind of bleak beauty.
A song of "broken formation", a heroic spirit. Xin Qiji with his throwing brush strokes, simple and eloquent sketch of a heroic long whistle. The determination to serve the country but the ambition is hard to fulfill is the biggest conflict in the poet's inner world. A sharp sword with a cold light, looking at the lamp again and again; urging the march of the drum horns, neighing war horses, night after night into the difficult to fulfill the dream of heroes. The corrupt dynasty mercilessly crushed his heroic ideas, in the empty corridors of history, leaving only the poet "to win the life after the name" of the pale cry.
"Red hands, yellow vine wine, full of spring color palace wall willow", how colorful, how fresh picture, but it renders to us is a mournful love tragedy.
Feudalism destroyed Lu You's innocent love, but it could not stop Lu You's yearning for love and singing. In the face of the harsh reality, he was unable to return to heaven, but only a pocket of sadness, a cavity of grief and indignation poured out in the words that do not help. A "hairpin phoenix" can not redeem Lu You's love world, but it became a song of the ages, chanting it, we can not clearly hear the pursuit of love freedom cry?
Wen to human biography, human biography of the text, a "record of Yueyang Tower" to make Fan Zhongyan immortal. Since ancient times, for the building to write a record of more difficult to get rid of vulgarity, a "record of the Yueyang Tower" is like a spring breeze. Four hundred words of short text, narrative, scenery, reasoning into a furnace, interplay, no trace. Narrative, concise and clear; writing scenery, unpredictable; reasoning, warning the world. Yueyang Tower's several falls and rises, Dongting Lake's waves of rest and rise, and the world's dynasties, eunuchs, and life's journey is very similar. Fan Zhongyan although in adversity, but the heart of the world, he climbed the towering Yueyang Tower, looking at 800 miles of Dongting, said the shock of the ancient and modern voice of the heart: "the world's first worry, after the world's joy and happiness"!
For a non-human thing to give the human character and emotion, the most can see the human realm and style. The philosopher Zhou Dunyi of the Northern Song Dynasty wrote "Love of Lotus" to win the world's unceasing admiration for its extraordinary style.
The author's admiration for the lotus flower lies in its untainted character. This kind of praise for the gentleman among flowers is precisely the pursuit and aspiration for the spiritual realm of mankind. In the high and pure spiritual kingdom, glory, wealth, fame and fortune are just passing clouds, even if they are as gorgeous as peonies, they still have to return to blandness in the end, and the perfection and enrichment of personality, temperament, and spirit is the highest pursuit of one's own cultivation.
A "Afang Palace Fugu" to the feudal dynasty's luxury and decadence torn to the generations to see.
In fact, Du Mu in the "Alhambra Palace Fugu" is just to expose the most basic fact: winding 300 miles of carved beams and painted buildings is the tired bones of the masses; the aftertaste of the song of the morning and the night strings is exactly the poor people crying hunger and cold variations; the brilliant Alhambra Palace is the Qin Emperor dug his own grave. A lesson for the future. A "Afang Palace" is an elegy and a warning.
Living in a humble abode and worrying about the world has been the highest standard of honor for men and women since ancient times. Liu Yuxi published his loud declaration of life with the world-renowned piece "Inscription on a humble abode". In this short article of only eighty-one words, we can clearly read out such an optimistic and philosophical attitude towards life: the poverty of life by no means impede the richness of the spirit, with noble sentiments and broad-mindedness, you have a rich and colorful spiritual plaza, the poverty of the material world will be bloomed on you a different color, a piece of moss, a touch of grass, a wisp of wind, a frog, have a bit of The meaning of holiness. Reached this level of realm, we can frankly ask: a detached from the low taste of the people, "what is ugly there"?
Late autumn, the sun, lonely sails, the old place, the most can stir up a feeling of sadness. Sorrow for loved ones, worry about the future, worry about money, worry about the country, worry about the world, worry about the different, the realm of self-expression. Wang Anshi in the Jinling Resort to climb high and far away, the ancient gains and losses, the current affairs of the wind and smoke, together with running to the bottom of the heart. Listening to the river, the sound of the death of the country, "flowers in the back garden" sound is still in the ear; gazing at the remains of the ancient capital, "outside the door of the Han Touhu, the building Zhang Lihua" words of warning have been as new.
Appreciate the autumn color, hurt the evening scene, sighing the rise and fall, express the feelings of the heart, a good song of the ancient unparalleled "fragrance of the osmanthus branches"!
"Magpie Bridge Immortal" heaven on earth, earth on earth, Qin Guan with the beautiful legend of the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden of the nudging, leading us to a holy and beautiful land of tenderness.
Looking up at the brilliant starry river, cruising the endless sky, people are in a never-ending search for spiritual support, the pursuit of love. People tell the myth of the Tanabata meeting over and over again, pursuing again and again, failing again and again, struggling again and again. After thousands of years and generations of trials and tribulations, people know how to savor the joy in the tragedy of failure, and also know how to seek permanence in the comedy of joy. Qin Shaoyou's sentence, "If love is a long time, it is not in the morning and evening," said the true meaning of the story.
What does it mean to be dashing? What does it mean to have a great deal of passion? Read Li Bai's "Will enter the wine"! Throughout history, wine into the poem countless, it seems that there is no one like "will enter the wine" so read to the breathtaking, hearty. Wine to meet friends is one of life's great pleasure, originally this banquet Li Bai and his friend Yuan Danqiu is invited as a guest, but Li Bai anti-guest, in the banquet, talk about the sky and the earth, bossy, the wine banquet has become a life of feeling the pulpit. This shocking piece of work, to drive the wind, holding the momentum of thunder and lightning, to express the giant-style sentimental. Do not have to "life must be happy" misinterpreted as Li Bai's sinking, a "born to be useful, a thousand gold scattered also come back" cry, the light is Li Bai's declaration of the value of life.
Let's go along the riverbed of time, against the current, back to twelve hundred years ago. On the banks of the beautiful Raccoon River in Chengdu, there was a thatched hut that was the most simple and ordinary. However, within this thatched cottage, there was a heart that beat tenaciously, thinking of the people and worrying about the world. Du Fu, who was honored as China's "Sage of Poetry", lived here, sheltering himself from the wind and rain with this thatched hut. But God refused to show him even a little mercy. The autumn winds howled with fury and the rain poured down, sweeping away the roof of the thatched cottage. In the face of thatched grass flying scattered and the group of children snatch, thin and bony poet in the lips burning mouth, leaning on the staff sigh, but by "my hut alone" to "the world's poor", to his great patriotic love for the people's heart, issued a "peace of broad building Ten million rooms, sheltering the world's poor people all happy" of the ancient sound. The poet dipped into the passion, wrote the song "thatched roof for the autumn wind broken song".
Throughout the ages and generations, people have never stopped singing about love, and love is always the leading theme in poetry. However, which one of the chants of love like Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Hatred" echoes so far away, so tantalizing to the heart? The Song of Eternal Hatred is undoubtedly a miracle in the corridor of Chinese love classics. It is strange that the protagonist of love is an emperor. This position is doomed to the legendary color of this love, doomed to this love tragedy of the protagonist is precisely the maker of tragedy. Its magic also lies in the political tragedy and the tragedy of love without showing a trace of intermingling together, woven into a mournful and touching, lingering and sentimental human myth. What Bai Juyi tells us with his unique voice is both a story of the red dust and a legend of the fairyland, both a merciless lashing of the feudal dynasty and a heartfelt praise of pure love. Tang Minghuang and Yang Guifei have long since gone up in smoke, but Bai Juyi's aria of love has been a charm for thousands of years, and will continue indefinitely.
Li Bai, one of the most brilliant statues in Chinese poetry. His romanticism has always shone with a strange aura in his colorful landscape poems. In his immortal piece "The Road to Shu", he interpreted the highest level of "romance" and "realm" to the world by virtue of his galloping imagination and extraordinary brushwork. In this depiction of the ancient road of Shu in ink and ink capitalization, Li Bai with his mysterious penmanship, not only wrote out the Shu Road of the majestic, winding, precipitous and lofty, wrote out the divine work of the ghost axe of nature on the shock of the human soul, but also sent landscape, the shape of the lyrics, the imagination, hyperbole, myths and the reality of no traces of fusion and together. From the five ding to write six dragons back to the sun, from the yellow crane is difficult to write to the apes and monkeys worried about the crossing, and the tiger snake's teeth sucking blood, killing people, insinuating that the Tang Dynasty, the so-called peace and prosperity in the early years of the song and dance of the so-called peace and prosperity of a piece of the lurking behind the heavy social crisis. What we are seeing now is a thousand years ago, the ancient people face the nature of the aria.
Family and friends get together, talk about wine, wine on heroes, wine to say the world, are different realms of life, Xin Qiji's "wine Changting said" is a worry about the world's great weather.
It was a friend's drink, but Xin Qiji raised this cup of wine, but not only full of the feelings of goodbye and the appointment does not come to the slight resentment, more is concerned about the perilous situation, the broken mountains and rivers. He borrowed the magpies in front of him, snow falling on broken hats, sparse plums, lonely geese, the remaining mountains and water of a desolate winter scene, lamenting the great power will be gone, no way to serve the country's anger.
These distinctive features of Xin's words are fully demonstrated in The Wine Pavilion. Accompanied by rumbling troop carriages, hissing war horses, crushed through the centuries, forever frozen in the gallery of history. With his magical pen, Du Fu drew a long scroll of life and death in times of war in thick ink and heavy colors. Unfolding this scroll, sad and tragic scenes come to the surface: a burst of chest-pounding cries, a sound of attachment heartbreaking advice, a pair of hands tightly tugging the lapels of their loved ones, a regiment of troop cars speeding up the dust, and the border plugs blood into the river, white bones, homes full of withering, the people are not bored with life, the indignation of grief and resentment from the poet's pen gushing out, stabbing the militaristic darkness of the dynasty. This is a bloody accusation, this is the torture of history.
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