The first sentence of a Cantonese song is how charming I see the green hills. What's their name?
Song: Wan Shui Qian Shan is always in love
Singer: Wang Mingquan Album: Time goes back 3 years
Wang Mingquan Wan Shui Qian Shan is always in love
Ci: Deng Weixiong's song: Gu Jiahui
Don't say that there are many obstacles in the green hills
The wind is also strong and strong
White clouds can also express love when crossing the peaks
Don't say that there are many changes in the water
. Never
not afraid of the Gangfeng blowing away the love
Qian Shan is always in love
gathering and parting are doomed
not complaining about the sky or life
but seeking mountains and rivers * * * Testimony lyrics I see how charming the green hills are
Singer: Wang Mingquan Album: Time goes back 3 years
Wang Mingquan is always in love with Qian Shan
Words: Deng Weixiong's song: Gu Jiahui
Don't say that there are many obstacles in the green hills
The wind is also strong
White clouds can also convey feelings over the peaks
Don't say that there are many changes in the water
The water is clear and quiet < Never
not afraid of the Gangfeng blowing away the love
Qian Shan is always in love
gathering and parting are doomed
not complaining about the sky or life
but seeking mountains and rivers * * * Testify what song I see how charming the green hills are
The Moon in fairy mountain-Zhang Lei
Word: Liu Chuanyu
Song: Liu Chuanyu
The night is as cold as water
The moon rises from the pine forest
They snuggle up in the meadow
Look at the moon quietly
Summer insects stop singing
Pick a wild flower and put it on their heads
. > the moon in fairy mountain
the bigger and rounder moon
lights up the fire of missing
lights up the light of dreams
the moon in fairy mountain
the more beautiful and whiter moon
endless mountains and roads
You often let me enjoy a kind of sadness
May when the grass grows and the warbler flies
Do they come to see the moon again
Or? Blow over
Pick a wild flower and put it on your head
Bright moonlight is like tears
Flowing with their vicissitudes of life
fairy mountain's moon
Bigger and rounder moon
Bring back young dreams
Bring back the old days
fairy mountain's moon
More beautiful and whiter moon
Endless clouds and fog
. > the bigger and rounder moon
lights the fire of missing
lights the light of dreams
the moon in fairy mountain
the more beautiful and whiter moon
the endless clouds and fog
You make me often go back to my hometown alone
You make me often go back to my hometown alone. What's the next sentence about poetry?
I see how charming Castle Peak is. I expect Castle Peak to be like this.
He Xinlang Xin Qiji
I'm dying. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends are scattered, only a few are left today. White hair hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world. Ask what can make the public happy. I see how charming the castle peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar.
a statue scratches its head in the east window. If you want to be far-sighted, stop the clouds and poetry, and the flavor is at this time. Jiang Zuo's deep pursuit of fame does not know the mystery of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate them, I don't see my crazy ears. He who knows me, two or three sons.
Appreciate Xin Qiji (114-127), born in Licheng (now Licheng, Shandong). Such a short sentence is by no means enough to do Xin Qiji's life resume. Personally, I think that among many poets and scholars in ancient China, his life was the most vigorous. Living in the nomads from an early age, he was educated by his grandfather to avenge his country's humiliation, and witnessed the social suffering of the people. He hated war, but he had to seek the solution of ethnic disputes by participating in it. He was brave and invincible on the battlefield, but he was excluded by the villain and could not be reused. This is the biggest tragedy of his life, just like the release of Weng in those days. Fortunately, Xin Qiji is not a warrior who only knows how to take the lead. God deprived him of the opportunity to achieve great achievements, but he opened up another world for him to spend. Holding a giant pen, he still calls the shots and smears life.
When it comes to symphonic words, it seems that there is always a suspicion of "dropping the book bag". In fact, it also needs to have a "book bag" to drop, which just shows that Youan is knowledgeable and can master many uncommon allusions. Moreover, this evaluation cannot cover all his works. For example, his "Qing Ping Le", a school of rural scenery, has surpassed Tao Qian's interest, which is quite naive. Therefore, Jia Xuan's ci is not stick to one pattern, and he will never be caught by allusions. The He Xinlang quoted in the previous article vividly reflects Xin Qiji's innate excellent writing style.
"I'm dying!" If you look at these words alone, you can't help but think that they are the words of the old man's exhaustion. As the beginning of the whole word, it seems that the following is going to be a sigh. However, is this Xin Qiji's style? How can a heroic man who has been sad all his life in Geng Jie say such desperate words? The following sentences give the reasons. "All my life, my friends are scattered. What's left?" So, what the author laments is not that he is getting old, but the situation that his intimate friends are getting less and less and his half-life is bumpy. Why are you short of confidants? Just because you are too intense and live too seriously, you are inevitably demanding of your friends. Because of this, I am suppressed everywhere, and I am not even allowed to gallop on the battlefield and serve the country. Is this wrong? The author is examining and cross-examining his own heart. Read carefully, this pessimism is the poet's pessimism, but this loneliness is the hero's loneliness. In the old age of a strong man, I can't help sighing when I think of the situation where I didn't meet my talents in my early years, and I feel sad from it. However, no matter how many worries are in the past, life has been a dream for decades, and history can no longer be rewritten. With what attitude to face, the poet gave us the answer: "White hair hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world." The shortcomings of the first half of my life can't be made up, so I can only do nothing but let my white hair hang down and my worries hang in the dark. This is already the case, and no amount of sadness can help. Why do too many unnecessary sacrifices to this? It is better to "laugh at everything in the world." This is the poet's self-explanation, but we feel more bitter after reading it. If the pain and smile are really close at hand, where does the poet's melancholy come from? Therefore, this self-consolation is not successful, and the poet himself knows very well, "What can make the public happy?" What else can make the author feel heartfelt happiness without the youthful spirit of "Jingqi holds thousands of husbands in his prime" and the battle years of "fifty strings turning over the Great Wall"? I'm afraid it's impossible, and the author is thinking about it. So he found a temporary substitute. "I see how charming Castle Peak is, and I expect Castle Peak to see me. Love and appearance are slightly similar. " This is a famous sentence of this word. People and Castle Peak appreciate each other, guess and solve each other. Since you can't find a bosom friend in the world, or, Castle Peak can understand the poet's mind. This is a common way for ancient poets in China to escape from reality: to express their feelings and chat to comfort their frustration. As for whether it can really be detached from this, the answer is only known to the poet himself.
"A bottle scratches its head in the east window. I want to be far-sighted and stop the clouds, and this is the flavor. " Since the dream of sending soldiers to the battlefield has been dashed, let's just settle down in another life. Like Tao Yuanming, drinking and enjoying chrysanthemums is leisurely and carefree, and before you know it, you have realized your poetry. How comfortable this life should be. At this point, the poet seems to have got rid of the constraints of fame and fortune. Looking back on the resentment in the first half of my life, just like those "Jiang Zuoshen who seek fame", they only care about their heads and poor soldiers, and do not know that they have not realized the real realm of life. If you don't drink "muddy mash", how can you know "wonderful reason"? Poetry has become another world here. The author seems to have been slightly drunk, drunk and detached, and drunk with the innate heroic spirit. "Looking back, the clouds are flying." What an easy stroke, but also wrote an extremely open-minded mind. From this sentence, the artistic conception of poetry is greatly broadened, and the poet's mood has also changed from sadness to calmness, and then to the soul adventure of dancing. From then on, he will not be fettered and tempted by the common customs. I go my own way, I write my heart, just like what Zhuangzi called a state of great freedom. At this point, the author's thoughts are flying and flowing. When I was excited, I shouted such a sentence: "I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, and I hate them for not seeing my crazy ears." Extremely crazy, but also crazy, with the emotional foreshadowing in front, the poet wrote this sentence as if it were natural. Moreover, this sentence is closer to Xin Qiji's character. Only an open-minded person can write such an open and uninhibited sentence, which is not to underestimate the ancients, but to express his feelings in case. Huang Tingjian once wrote such a sentence in "Setting the Storm": "The circus platform pursues two thanks in the south. Chishe, the wind still beats the shoulders of the ancients. " In contrast, valley poems are more about the admiration of the ancients, while Jia Xuan is more about self-affirmation. Both of them are rare and wonderful sentences. Writing such feelings, the poet's mood has calmed down a lot, and the melancholy of "friends are scattered" has been reduced. As long as there are "two or three sons" who can know my heart, it is enough. Since I see through everything, what is there to care about? Loneliness is just one of life's chances. If you can explain yourself in time, there will be no loneliness.
This word is full of vigor, profound understanding and clear language, full of depression and anger without trace, and every word is deeply rooted in people's hearts, and the feeling of reading the whole word is extremely strong. As a hero with a temperament of Geng Jie, Xin Qiji wrote poems with extraordinary boldness of vision and without affectation. It can be said that, to some extent, he has reached the realm of the unity of human and poetry. Readers who have read the complete works of Xin Shi should know that I am right.
It's expected that Castle Peak will see me like this.
"I see how charming the green hills are" comes from Xin Qiji's He Xinlang. The whole word is as follows:
He Xinlang
Song? Xin Qiji
If Yixishan wanted to help an example, he wrote a few words, as if he were thinking of his relatives and friends.
it's too bad for me. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends are scattered, and there are only a few left. White hair hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world. Ask what can make the public happy. I see how charming the castle peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar.
a statue scratches its head in the east window. If you want to be far-sighted, stop the clouds and poetry, and the flavor is at this time. Jiang Zuo's deep pursuit of fame does not know the mystery of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate them, I don't see my crazy ears. He who knows me, two or three sons. I see how charming Castle Peak is. Castle Peak sees what I should say truthfully.
Feelings and looks are slightly similar.
a statue scratches its head in the east window. Think of the poem "Stop the Cloud" in the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, and the flavor at this time. Those who seek fame in the left of the river do not know the mystery of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, and I hate them for not seeing my crazy ears. He who knows me, two or three sons.
I hope I can help you! I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me, too. Which song is this sentence from?
It's a line from He Xinlang Xin Qiji. I haven't heard anyone sing it! The full text is as follows!
it's too bad for me. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends are scattered, only a few are left today. White hair hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world. Ask what can make the public happy. I see how charming the castle peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar.
a statue scratches its head in the east window. If you want to be far-sighted, stop the clouds and poetry, and the flavor is at this time. Jiang Zuo's deep pursuit of fame does not know the mystery of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate them, I don't see my crazy ears. If you know me, how charming am I when I see Qingshan? What is the zodiac?
The answer is that Yin Tiger Tiger and I are homophonic, and I mean me; Yin: Yin, turquoise; Tigers live in the mountains; Tiger: Hu, the red flowers are particularly charming. Whose poem is "How charming I see the green hills"?
Xin Qiji
He Xinlang
It's too bad for me. I've been disappointed all my life, and my friends are scattered, only a few are left today. White hair hangs three thousand feet, smiling at everything in the world. Ask what can make the public happy. I see how charming the castle peak is, and I expect it to be. Emotion and appearance are slightly similar.
a statue scratches its head in the east window. If you want to be far-sighted, stop the clouds and poetry, and the flavor is at this time. Jiang Zuo's deep pursuit of fame does not know the mystery of muddy mash. Looking back, the clouds are flying. I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate them, I don't see my crazy ears. He who knows me, two or three sons.