Mr. Ye Jiaying's Ancient Poetry Lesson Reading Notes No. 19

Eighty-two Songs of Chanting - One of Them

Ruan Ji [of the Wei and Jin dynasties]

At night, I cannot sleep, and I sit up and play the zither.

The thin curtains of the moon are thin, and the breeze is blowing on my lapel.

The lonely birds are singing in the north forest.

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If "I can't sleep at night, I sit up and play the zither" is the beginning of the poem, then "the thin curtain to identify the bright moon, the wind blowing my lapel" is the depth of the feeling.

The curtain refers to the window, that is, the curtains, identify is the meaning of illumination, thin curtains to identify the bright moon, that is, the thin curtains are illuminated by the bright moon. This is a passive sentence, the thin curtains are illuminated by the bright moon, is a passive gesture, it is this gesture caused some kind of feeling in the poet's heart, this is a very subtle, but the subtle place is not only here, the thin curtains to identify the bright moon, the breeze blowing my lapel, the effect produced by the combination of the two sentences is even more subtle.

Feng Yansi has a small lyric "wave shaking plum stamen when the heart white, wind into the Luo Yi stick body cold." Critics throughout the ages have thought that these two lines are good, but it is not clear why they are good. In fact, the benefit of these two lines lies in the interplay between the syntax of the upper and lower lines. On the top, it is said that in the center of the waves of the water, there is a white shadow of plum blossoms bobbing up and down; on the bottom, it is said that the wind blowing into the thin robe makes one feel a chill that penetrates one's body.

Because these two sentences are opposite, so stick the body cold body has a relationship with when the heart of the white heart, the feeling of swaying from the center of the waves of the water into the author's heart. (The comment is so wonderful!)

The thin curtains here are not very neat pair of sentences, but the role is somewhat similar, because the lapel is in the chest where, so the wind blowing my lapel, is the person associated with the wind blowing through the lapel, has been catalyzed into my heart, due to the emergence of the sentence I, so the last sentence of the thin curtains to identify the bright moon, but also with me to produce the relationship, the bright moonlight is not only shine through the curtains, but also been The moonlight not only shines through the curtains, but also shines into my heart.

So, the thin curtain to identify the bright moon, the wind blowing my lapel, there is a subjective feeling, not just an objective reality. As the saying goes: "When things move, the heart also shakes". The relationship between the heart and the object is indeed very subtle, sometimes we can only use the sensibility to experience it.

Note:

Ruan Ji.

He could not sleep at night, and he sat up to play the sounding zither.

Thin curtains to see the bright moon, the breeze blowing my lapel.

In the daytime, facing the secular world, there are many people I don't want to see, and many words I don't want to say. I can only buy drunk this way to avoid the troubles of the day. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of the problem, and then you need to get rid of the problem, and then you need to get rid of the problem. Wine wake up late at night, in turn, sober, can no longer sleep.

The night is so dark and heavy that it seems to cover up all the social mess.

Getting up, burning a lamp, the flickering candlelight shines with a star of warmth.

Such a night, they face themselves.

Real, pure.

Perhaps this is a free and beautiful time! After all, it's a little too quiet. Play a few songs and express your heart! (I wonder, where does he live? Does he live in a bamboo forest? Deep and quiet without disturbing his family and others, did he live by himself far away from people? As if Wang Wei said: sitting alone in the secluded bamboo grove, playing the zither again long whistle, deep forest people do not know, the bright moon to shine. It is estimated that the ancient poets have such a leisurely and elegant, like to live alone, away from the world. (Even playing the zither and wailing late at night would not affect others.)

Drinking wine every day, being able to play the zither, and having thin curtains, we can see from these few details that he lived a very good life. He didn't have to think about money at all, and it was much better than Du Fu's hut. It's just that his spirit is bound and tied and it's hard to get rid of it. Everything that is unhappy is heart-tired. When the heart is tired, everything in the outside world can not be in the eyes. Only in the dead of night, when you face yourself, you can see the bright moon and feel the breeze.

No one as a companion, only the wind and the moon. This state of mind instead suddenly became clear. It can be felt that his heart is still clear, still holding fast to his character, like the bright moon. I am still holding fast to my beliefs, encouraging myself that the bright moon not only shines through my window, but also shines into my heart, and that the breeze not only blows my lapel, but also blows into my heart.

Such a night is so wonderful, but I wish the day would not come so soon.

In the whole poem, these two lines are the brightest and most comfortable.