The image of oriole in ancient poetry

The oriole is a common image in classical poetry. "The Book of Songs Wind Dongshan" has a cloud: "Cang Geng flies over the eaves and walks on the wall"; In the Book of Songs, there is a cloud in July: "When the sun shines in spring, Amin ploughs"; There is a saying in The Book of Songs, Xiaoya's Songs of the South: "Cang Geng collects and picks Qi Qi".

Solar terms have three phenology: peach blossom, pale ghost and eagle changing into pigeon. Cang Geng is a kind of oriole, also known as oriole and yellow bird. The oriole with black pillow is particularly prominent, with golden yellow body, black head, pink mouth, black wings and blue-gray feet. Even if you haven't been lucky enough to witness it with your own eyes, just reading the description is fascinating. More importantly, it also has a euphemistic cry, a gentle and sincere temperament.

In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu said that "two orioles sang green willows, and a row of egrets went up to the sky", "Spring grass dyed the steps, and hundreds of birds sang happily under the leaves"; Gao Shi in Tang Dynasty said that "yellow birds fly, willows droop, and spring breeze makes people sad"; Wei Wuying in the Tang Dynasty said that "the grass is only pitiful, and there are orioles singing in the trees"; In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Xiang said that "the fragrance is full of flowers and trees, and the treetops crow"; In the Tang Dynasty, Du Mu said that "thousands of miles of warblers sing green and reflect red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind"; Wen Tingyun said, "Spring is late. Yingying is heartbroken. "

Zhao Lingzhi of the Northern Song Dynasty said that "the pool is full of flowers, and the fragrant oriole is deep"; In the Northern Song Dynasty, Huang Tingjian said, "Yao grass is green grass and enters Wuling River in spring. There are countless peach blossoms on the stream, and there are orioles on the flowers. "

The person who loves oriole's good voice most is probably Dai Qing, a celebrity in the Southern Dynasties. There is a clear sound in the mountains and rivers, why is it bamboo? Dai Qing, who loves mountains and rivers and does not seek fame and fortune, is unmoved by the repeated calls of Emperor Wu. He took his violin and wine and wandered between mountains and rivers in spring and quiet days. Passers-by asked him where he was going, and he replied, "Listen to the oriole."

In late spring, the chirping of orioles is endowed with more love for spring. Another spring, Xu Xuan of the Northern Song Dynasty said, "All the flowers have gone with the wind, only the oriole tree flies." Seeing the oriole fly to the rose, Huang Tingjian in the Northern Song Dynasty said, "Who knows that there is no trace of oriole in Mo Wen in spring?".

Where did spring go? Orioles naturally don't know. It only knows that it sings in the summer branches. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty said: "An egret flies over the quiet wetland, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer." He Zhu of the Northern Song Dynasty said, "When the pond sees you sheltering from the wind and rain, the breeze will sue you. Mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. "

Rong Hong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Huang orioles have known each other for a long time and want to stop crying four or five times"; Chao wrote: "I planted peaches the year before last, and now I am a stranger. Many orioles, long acquaintance "; Zhou Bangyan wrote: "If you don't get it back, the oriole will stay here for a long time." . Whether it is returned or not, the euphemistic cries of orioles can always bring spiritual comfort to wanderers who stay or travel in other places. No wonder Liu Zongyuan said in his poem, "I'm tired of listening to the disciplined sound of morning and night, and suddenly there are orioles singing." Several orioles singing make the poet feel unexpected joy.

Zhu Zeng, a poetess in the late Tang Dynasty, once said, "If you want to calm your mind, you should sing an oriole first.". Wang, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, said that "people are difficult to understand, and only orioles can speak"; Zhou Jin, a poet in the Song Dynasty, said, "If you have no companion for a long time, you will talk to the oriole.". When you are upset, oriole is an excellent object to talk to. When you are lonely, oriole is a good companion to relieve boredom. Without the company of oriole, it is undoubtedly a regret in life. So Zhang Xian, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, said, "I hate that orioles meet late. Look away. There is no sound on the lakeside pavilion. "

"Mei Huang Tian Qing, full of mountains. The shade does not reduce the road, but adds four or five orioles. " The song "Three Roads in the Road" written by poets in the Southern Song Dynasty once made people feel particularly lonely. In the eyes of many poets, oriole seems to be considerate, so even if oriole is written into a love song one day, it will not sound contrary. Jin Changxu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote, "Get rid of orioles, and the trees are full of their music. They woke her up when she was dreaming, dreaming that she went to Liaoxi military camp to meet him there. "Woman, she is somewhat paranoid and willful.

Lu You's poem said, "Green wine can make people disappear forever, and orioles are worried about leisure"; Cao Xun said in his poem, "Xiao Xuan has nothing to do for a long time and likes to listen to one or two orioles." Orioles always give people an inexplicable sense of pleasure and affinity. I think, with the branches of orioles, the listener's mood will not be much worse.

Coincidentally, Xu Zhimo, a modern poet, also wrote a poem "The Oriole": a color flies on the tree. "Look, an oriole!" Some people say. Tail pointed up, it was silent, and the brilliance lit up the dense-like spring, like flame, like enthusiasm, waiting for it to sing, we waited to see, for fear of surprising it. But as soon as it spread its wings, it broke through the thick and became a colorful cloud; It flies, disappears and goes away-like spring, like flame, like enthusiasm.