Rong Jie forced me to get married and pushed me to the horizon. Yunshan is heavy, and the wind blows thousands of miles, raising dust and sand. Many people are violent and fierce. Like snakes, they are arrogant and extravagant. Two beats and one string, the string is heartbroken, heartbreaking and sad.
It is better to have no life than to go to the country of Yue Han and enter the city of Hu. Felt hair shocked my flesh and blood, and karma strangled my feeling of taste. Drums are ringing from the night, and Hu Feng is dark. Today's sadness is the triple beat of gold, and it is flat when the sad beast hates it.
I miss my hometown day and night, which is the most bitter. Natural disasters make the country chaotic and the people have no ownership. I am the only one who has no luck. Different customs and different physical difficulties, different appetites, who can talk! It's sad to think about how hard it is to remember clearly.
The wild goose south wants to speak, and the wild goose north goes west to win Han Qing. Wild geese fly high, hard to find, but heartbroken and homesick. The folding of the eyebrows caressed Ya Qin to the moon, and the five strokes were profound.
First frost is cold and hungry, so you can't eat meat and cheese. At night, the water sobbed and the Great Wall crowded the road. Looking back, it is difficult to pack your bags, and six beats of sadness come and go.
As the sun sets, the wind wails. I don't know who I'm talking to! Vilen is depressed, guarding Wan Li, vulgar, old, weak and young. There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather in the wild like bees and ants. When the grass is exhausted, the sheep and horses are moved, and the seven beats are hateful.
Why don't you see me wandering alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I failed my God. Why should I go to the desert state? I did eight beats to relieve my worries, but I didn't know my heart was turning to worry.
The sky is boundless and my heart is sad. Life is fleeting, but I can't be happy in my prime. I want to ask the truth, but the sky is gray and I have no chance. Looking up at the clouds and smoke, nine beats are nostalgic. Who is it?
The beacon fire in Chengtou has not been extinguished. When will the battlefield stop? The murderous look rushed to the door, and Hu Feng blew the moonlight. Hometown sound insulation, crying silently. A lifetime of hard work and parting, ten times of sadness and tears into blood.
I must live to eat and die to hate, so I can't dedicate my body and my heart. I still want to return to mulberry, and I have been dead for a long time. Sun, Moon and Sun are in Rongji, and the Hu people spoil me and have two sons. Bow's education has no sense of shame, but his thoughts are getting bigger and bigger. There is a beat in ten miles, and because of this, sorrow and joy are lingering.
Dongfeng responds to the law and has a lot of heating, so we know that the Han family is the son of heaven and the cloth and clothes are harmonious. The Qiang people danced wildly and sang praises, and the two countries went to war with each other. Suddenly, I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty. He gave me a phone call that was almost imperial and asked my daughter to redeem my concubine. I'm glad I'm still alive, and I'm glad I met a sage, so I won't say goodbye to my children for no reason. Nine times out of ten, it is difficult to live in two emotions.
This doesn't mean I can't live, but I have to go back and caress Hu and gamble. Ambassador China greeted me. Who knows? Life and death come with me at this time, worrying about losing my glory as a child. How can I have wings to give you back? Step by step, it is difficult to move, and the soul disappears. There are three beats in ten, and the strings are anxious and sorrowful, and the intestines are stirring.
When I get home, my son won't follow me, and my heart hangs like I'm hungry. Everything in the four seasons has ups and downs, but I am sad and temporarily motionless. The mountains are high and the sea is wide. I will see you all my life. I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka at night. Holding hands in a dream is a kind of joy and a kind of sadness, but it hurts after sleeping. Nine times out of ten, tears are falling, the river is flowing east, and I am thinking.
Fifteen beats, a holiday, a promotion, and a full chest. Who knows music? It's unusual in the vault. I hope I can come back, I hope I can be happy again. My heart is full of sorrow and sorrow. The sun and the moon are selfless and never shine. It is no wonder that mother and son are separated, and the same day is more and more like a reference in business, and life and death are unknown.
Sixteen beats, endless thoughts, my son and I stand on our side. The sun faces the east and the moon faces the west, so don't be heartbroken. I don't forget my worry about daylily, I don't care whether I play the piano or not! I don't want to go back to my hometown today. Old grievances are settled and new grievances are long! Blood and tears look up and complain to the gray son, Hu lives alone!
Seventeen patted Xi's heart, his nose was sour, and it was difficult for Guan Shan to stop Xi. I went with a lot of thoughts, but I didn't think long when I came. Filled with branches and dried leaves of Artemisia annua, the battlefield was scarred and covered with bones, knives and arrows. In spring and summer, the wind and frost are cold and the people are hungry and weak. I was so heavy that I entered Chang 'an. I sighed my heart and my tears dried up.
Hu Jia was born out of Hu and turned out the same melody. Although the 18th beat of Xi Qu is over, it sounds memorable. It is a work that knows the subtleties of bamboo silk, and the joys and sorrows change with people's hearts. Hu and Han are different, and heaven and earth are separated. I am bitter in heaven, complaining about others, and the breadth of Liuhe is intolerable!
Appreciation of Hu Jia's Eighteen Beats "Hu Jia's Eighteen Beats" is a touching swan song written by Cai Wenji. Appreciate this poem, don't read it as ordinary written literature, but think that Cai Wenji, an unfortunate woman, is playing the piano and singing by herself, and the piano is flowing with her heart. Accompanied by the piano and singing, we seem to see that she is walking on a long road paved with humiliation and pain. ...
She began to appear in the background of the great turmoil of the times, and the first shot was the background of "chaos": Land Rover was powerful, wars were everywhere, and the people were in exile. At the end of the Han Dynasty, there was chaos in the world. Eunuchs, consorts, and warlords have taken control of state affairs, and peasant uprisings, warlord scuffles, and foreign invasions have broken out one after another. In the poem written at the end of the Han dynasty, "a louse is born, and the surname is dead." The bones were exposed in the field, and there was no one in the middle, nor did they crow. " And so on, are the true portrayal of the turmoil at that time. During the war, he was robbed to the west by Hu Qi.
Exile is the beginning and root of her painful life, so the poem uses the second beat to describe her exile, and the tenth beat uses "it is difficult to leave her all her life" to point out that her life's bitterness stems from exile. During the twelve years when she was forced to stay in the southern Xiongnu, she suffered great pain in life and spirit. Alakazam's nature is harsh: Hu Fenghao is good, first frost, Yuan Ye Depression, and Running Water Sobs. The life of local conditions and customs is strange to her. Clothes made of fur are scary to wear: "Felt hair is shocking to my flesh and blood. Eating meat and eating milk stinks and can't be swallowed. " It's a smell that inhibits my feelings. "Living without a fixed place, migrating by aquatic plants, living in shacks made of temporary grass rafts and dried cattle and sheep manure; When excited, they beat drums, revel, sing and dance all night. In a word, she can't adapt to the harsh natural environment in Alakazam, and she can't stand the different living habits of Hu people and Han people. So, she sang "Who can talk to people with different tastes?" And what she can't stand most is the spirit.
Mentally, she suffered double humiliation: as a * * *, she became a prisoner of the Hu people; As a woman, she was forced to marry the conference semifinals. The so-called "kindness and righteousness loss" in the first shot refers to this double humiliation. In the case of physical and mental suffering, missing and returning to her hometown has become the most important spiritual force to support her to live strong. The main content from the second shot to the eleventh shot is to write about her homesickness. The fourth beat "I don't miss my hometown day and night", the tenth beat "I will swallow my breath when my hometown is silent" and the eleventh beat "I still hope to return to mulberry" are all touching words that directly express homesickness. The fifth beat is the most touching one, which is about homesickness. In this shot, Cai Wenji carved a distant and profound scene with her persistent affection: in autumn, she looked forward to the blue sky and the geese flying south to bring her voice to the border; In spring, she looked up at the clouds and the sky and looked forward to the news of her native land brought by the return of wild geese in the north. But the geese have all flown away from the height of the factory, so it is difficult to find them. She couldn't help feeling heartbroken and ecstatic. In the eleventh beat, she reveals the secret of humiliation in her heart and drag out an ignoble existence: "I hate death, because I am not greedy for life, and I can't give my heart to others." Life still wants to return to mulberry, and death is still long. "Finally, she survived a long twelve years and her long-cherished wish to go home came true." Suddenly, she met Xi Xi, an envoy of the Han Dynasty, and sent a daughter to redeem my concubine. But this joy is fleeting. At the same time, a new melancholy cloud floated by. She thought that the day she survived was also the time to say goodbye to her two biological sons. The twelfth beat says, "I'm glad I'm alive, but I'm glad I met a sage." I am very happy to say goodbye to my children for no reason. " The frank explanation for this ambivalence is that nine times out of ten, it is mixed, and it is difficult for two kinds of feelings to coexist. From the first 13, Cai Wenji turned to describe that he couldn't stand being separated from his son. As he spoke, he swallowed and his heart sank with grief. On the thirteenth beat, I wrote something else, and on the fourteenth beat, I wrote a dream, "Hug Hu and touch his clothes." ..... step by step, never move, the soul will never move. "I saw you in the mountains and highlands, and I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka in the middle of the night. Holding hands in a dream is a kind of joy and a kind of sadness, but it hurts after sleeping. When I didn't have a rest, it was very touching and touching. In the Song Dynasty, Fan said in "Talking about Bed at Night": "This will belong to another son, and his words will be meaningful only after he has experienced his sufferings. Resentment, mourning for the old, as new as a thousand years; If you use the holy pen, you will not bear to delete it. " Cai Wenji this feeling of separation, the pain of separation, has been accompanied by her, leaving Alakazam and returning to Chang 'an. The humiliating life is over, and a new misfortune: the pain of losing parents and children has just begun. "Hu and Korea are different, and the world is separated from Mu Dong. I have a hard time in heaven and complain about others, but I shouldn't suffer from it. " It was here that the whole poem came to an end and stopped playing, thus completing Cai Wenji's tragic life journey of complaining to heaven.
Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia not only reflects Cai Wenji's poor life, but also reflects her superb talent. Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia has a strong subjective expression in shaping the artistic image of the protagonist, Cai Wenji himself, and even in narration. It is written that he was banished to the West, gave birth to two sons in Alakazam, and returned to Chang 'an, all of which are affectionate sighs. For example, "Yunshan has returned to Lu Yu, which is popular for thousands of miles and raises dust and sand." . There are many people who are as violent as crazy snakes, controlling arrogance and extravagance, showing Cai Wenji's clear feelings of love and hate everywhere-"Yunshan" is connected with the thought of homeland, and "flurry" is connected with the suffering of the journey. Strong subjective expression is mainly reflected in the suddenness of emotional expression. Cai Wenji's feelings, often come suddenly, go suddenly, jump and changeable, incredible. The so-called "undirected thinking" just went to the sea to rebuild Yaochi. Moreover, the poem points the finger at heaven and God: "Heaven is heartless and chaotic, and the ruthless nature makes me encounter this." "Why don't you see me drifting alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I failed my God. Why should I go to the desert state? Putting Heaven and God in the dock further reflects Cai Wenji's feelings of "the sky is boundless and his heart is sad" and "I am suffering from heaven and complaining about others". "
Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is of great artistic value. Lu Shiyong, an Amin, said in "Flowers in the Mirror": "The wind in Tokyo is declining, and Cai Wenji in Ying Ying is talented. Reading "Hu Jianyin" can make people feel shocked, and flying sand and stones is really intense. 」
The high artistic value of Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is related to Cai Wenji's talent, and Cai Wenji's talent is caused by her family background and social background.
The background of Hu Jia's Eighteen Beats is that the Southern Xiongnu invaded the Central Plains at the end of the Han Dynasty, and the daughter of the famous Confucian Cai Yong was exiled by the Southern Xiongnu. Later, Wenxi was accepted as a princess by Zuo and gave birth to two sons. Cao Cao, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, once made friends with Cai Yong and knew that Wenxi was a man of great literary talent. When he learned what happened to Wenxi, he sent a special envoy to Xiongnu to meet Khan and redeemed Cai Wenji with a large sum of money. He ordered the servant girl to stay and take care of her second son and go back to Han alone. Poems: "Eighteen Poems by Hu Jia" Author: Cai Wenji's poems in the Han Dynasty are divided into narrative, long poems, sentimental, life and music.