Li Bai and Du Fu are indispensable in Tang poetry. Li Bai, the "Poet Fairy", has many poems about the moon, such as the well-known Silent Night Thinking, so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed and could there have been a frost already?. Lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. " But I prefer his drinking Alone with the Moon:
"from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank alone. There was no one with me. Raise a glass to the full moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. The moon did not know drinking, the shadow in front of the body behind. I had to mingle with them for a while, and to enjoy the pleasure of the happy spring. I wander around the moon, I danced. My shadow tumbled after. Wake up together happy, drunk after each dispersion. Shall goodwill ever be secure?, the phase is like a cloud. " In this poem, Li Bai's uninhibited, chic and detached personality jumps from the page, and his wonderful imagination is also intoxicating.
Du Fu's poems, which are more realistic, are even more desolate and heavy. For example, remembering my brothers on a moonlight night, his famous poem about the moon, says, "In a wanderer hears drums portending battle, geese are singing in autumn. Dew changes to frost since tonight, how much brighter the moonlight is at home! All the brothers were scattered, and no family could inquire about life and death. Yet if missives in time of peace go wrong, what can I hope for during war?! " In the moonlight, it is particularly easy to miss the old friends, not to mention the poets who are far away from the frontier, so the feelings of homesickness and missing their younger brothers arise spontaneously, but these are mixed with worries about the country under Du Fu's dignified brushwork, which is particularly desolate.
comparatively speaking, from the perspective of appreciation, the "painting in poetry" embodied in the poems of another great poet in the Tang dynasty is more worthy of careful appreciation. I especially like his "Bird Singing Stream": "When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon is out, the birds are startled, and when they are singing, they are deep in the stream. " In this poem, a quiet and peaceful landscape painting of a mountain stream under the moon is presented to readers, and the sound of birds flying here reflects the silence of the empty mountain stream. In this isolated artistic conception, we can feel the poet's mind of forgetting the world and being complacent. In the present words, it is a bit "petty bourgeoisie". 2. Writing Du Fu's composition
I don't know which year and which month, Du Fu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty and known as the "poet saint", actually wanted to visit modern times.
Due to Du Fu's genius, he was admitted as a high school graduate. He studied hard for a year and took part in the modern college entrance examination.
Du Fu has suffered a lot in this year. Du Fu's teacher assigned a lot of homework, but Du Fu only wrote with a brush, which was very slow. He didn't finish it until 6 am every day, and he had to get to school at 7 am, so he didn't sleep well every day!
Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally looking forward to the day of the college entrance examination, the big stone in Du Fu's heart finally fell to the ground-there is not so much homework!
"Ding Lingling" * * * rang, and the college entrance examination began immediately. Du Fu walked into the examination room. Look at his smugness, he must be very confident.
The invigilator walked into the classroom, put the paper on the table, and pushed his glasses: "Ahem, let's start the exam now, and plagiarism is not allowed, otherwise, the score will be zero!"
Du Fu couldn't resist: "Teacher, hand out the papers quickly!"
When the teacher handed out the examination papers, Du Fu was a little impatient. Finally, on this day, I Du Fu must be the champion of this year's college entrance examination, and I Du Fu is a genius in modern times!
After he got the test paper, Du Fu began to answer the questions, filling in the blanks (1) How many soldiers of Zhao were killed in the battle of Changping in history?
Du Fu's heart was filled with exultation. I don't even know, how can I be called a poet! Then look down, I was dumbfounded. The next topic was-please write the names of these soldiers. (attach a separate sheet)
Du Fu wiped the sweat on his forehead and muttered, "Huh? Who made this question, who will know this! "
Then look at the second question, "Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rises to the sky." Du Fu thought to himself, how can I write a poem by myself? This question is really for me!
When Du Fu finished reading the topic, he suddenly froze and sweated profusely. This is a comment written by a primary school teacher on students' homework. Please analyze its meaning.
I, Du Fu, am not a teacher who writes comments. Only he knows what it means!
Du Fu, who is about to lose confidence, is looking forward to seeing the third question, "When was Du Fu born?" The fire of hope that was about to go out in Du Fu's heart burned again. I'm Du Fu. Don't I know my birthday?
Du Fu, who was about to start writing, fainted-please write down the name of the person born in the same year and month as Du Fu.
After 1 hours of shock, Du Fu finally opened his confused eyes and saw the light of day again.
After Du Fu was discharged from the hospital, he gave a heartfelt sigh: I will never come to this modern age again. Go to the Tang Dynasty to be my "poet saint"! 3. How to write Du Fu's composition < P > Caotang Poet's Soul is drizzling and the leaves are fluttering.
when I came, it was the season when the hut was destroyed by autumn wind. God seems to be deliberately creating a feeling of nostalgia for the past, like deliberately letting people taste a meaning of life-a poet should beware of prosperity! Hut and thatched cottage, thatched cottage and Du Fu thatched cottage, a great habitat for the life of peerless poets, together with a stormy era and a place where great souls ponder, have long been the Du Fu thatched cottage park in Chengdu.
Caotang Park, which is made up of big temples, poetry and history halls, temples of Ministry of Industry and Chai Men, provides a quiet resting place for Chengdu people and spiritual comfort for tourists who come from afar. Facilities are a commemoration of the past and a management of the present.
It's just a thatched cottage, as the condensation of a poet's artistic life, as a tangled point in the history of China literature, as an observatory of a period of history, which is too distinctive and emotional. "a thousand years' fame, ten thousand years' fame, what good, when you are dead and gone", read Gu Fuchu's "Different generations are different at the same time, asking so many poets; Mr. Liu also stays in the house, and there is a long stay in heaven and earth, and the moon is white and the wind is clear. The couplet is even more embarrassing.
The contrast between the cultural significance of the thatched cottage and Du Fu's fate during his lifetime is too great. However, it also makes people firmly believe that as long as it is really brilliant, it is destined to occupy glory.
the thatched cottage is enough for viewing, and the winding tunnel can make you wander, not to mention the misty drizzle and yellow leaves on the floor! Caotang, Caotang, what is the Caotang telling at this moment? From Kaiyuan to Tianbao, Zhuang You, Three Officials, Three Farewells, Northern Expedition, Eight Poems about Autumn Prosperity, to The Cottage Broken by Autumn Wind, a generation of poetic history reappears an era, which alone is enough to shine through the history of history. This is the immortality of Du Fu, this is the glory of Du Fu, and this is also the value of Du Fu.
Otherwise, how can we know that in an era of ups and downs, there is a Du Gongbu that is getting thinner and more bitter! These are needless to say. But only in this way, it is far from knowing the inner vitality of Du Fu's poems, and it is far from knowing the scholars' ambition to use the world and the tragedy of fate.
This is exactly where a poet should beware of prosperity's destiny lies, where his deep life implication lies, and it is also the antinomy between the achievements and destiny of talents in the history of China. In Chinese tradition, scholars always have the ambition of the world and the heart of using the world, not to mention Du Fu, who was born in a family of loyal Confucianism and officials! Du Fu once expressed his ambition in life: "I was a national guest when I was a teenager," and "I said that I was quite outstanding and set my foot on the road."
to your majesty, Yao Shun, and then to make the customs pure. " He hopes to occupy the key areas as soon as he comes out of the mountain, and it is full of ideals-to let the king catch up with the legendary Yao and Shun, and to make the national folk customs simple and honest.
ambitious! However, fate always plays jokes on people, and history always plays tricks on people with lofty ideals and benevolence. From Kaiyuan to Tianbao, Zhang Jiuling went on strike, and Li Linfu came to power, the Tang Dynasty is no longer what it used to be, and it is impossible for talented people to say and do whatever they want.
this is the misfortune of the country and the times, and it is also doomed to the failure of Du Fu's great ambitions in his life. After Su Zong ascended the throne, Du Fu appeared to have one official post and half a post, such as Zuo Shiyi, Huazhou Sigong joining the army and Ministry of Industry, but in fact it was difficult to make a difference and his salary was not enough to support his family.
After he left the Central Plains, his journey was roughly Tonggu-Jincheng-Kuizhou-Tanzhou, and his life was like a yellow leaf floating to the end. However, since then, his poems have become more like a long river and waves, and the deep pools reflect things, reflecting the clouds of a generation of rivers and mountains and the appearance of creatures.
They are like bells and drums, echoing in the sky of Chinese history. Du Fu's fate was thus determined, and so was Du Fu's historical role and creative achievements.
At this time, when we recite the poem "The Hut is Broken by Autumn Wind", we will find that the personal experience is nothing in the eyes of the poet. At this time, all he thinks is that "there are thousands of spacious houses, and all the poor people in the world are happy", and the bitterness and cold are so extreme, and the sorrow and kindness are so extreme! Du Fu's mind, Du Fu's heart is enough to illuminate the sun and the moon! Isn't it this kind of virtue and talent that you want to "make the customs pure" or to help the world through the state? However, the stormy Tang Dynasty abandoned Du Fu, while history created another Du Fu in the stormy. Is this Du Fu's misfortune or Du Fu's luck? History always makes people chew the simplicity of a life.
hang around. It's getting late. It's time to go. The drizzle is still there. 4. Write a composition with the theme of "Walking into Du Fu", 6 words
LZ Hello, here is what I found for you.
Walk into Du Fu's thatched cottage and come to me from afar.
Admit that I prefer Li Bai's unrestrained and unrestrained style, but Du Fu is also a poet I respect very much. The times made heroes and lived in the transition from prosperous Tang Dynasty to declining Tang Dynasty. There are many poems like "and lonely birds have sung their grief", such as "The wine in Zhumen stinks, and the road is frozen to death". But on the whole, Du Fu is sad. He cares about the country and the people, and he uses the ancient times to praise the present. He strives to become an official and wants to do his bit for the Tang Dynasty ...
However, fate is so unforeseeable that the unsmooth official career forced our poet to live in seclusion in Shan Ye. Perhaps he chose to live in seclusion. It is Du Fu's best destination to live a fairy life like a wild crane. But when I pushed Chai Men away and walked into the ruins of the thatched cottage, I knew that I was wrong. This melancholy poet was not really born. He was always saddened by the hardships of the working masses and chanted "Three Officials and Three Farewells". He cares about the lives of ordinary people and sings Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night heartily when he sees the drizzle. He thinks about many people who have nothing to do with himself, but he forgets himself. No, there is a song for himself. It was a stormy night, and the wind mercilessly overturned the only thatched roof that could shelter our poet from the rain. The heavy rain fell wantonly, and he was angry. So I took a pen and angrily wrote "The Cottage is Broken by the Autumn Wind". I don't know if it is just a vent to nature, or whether it contains an accusation against my life and even society.
Du Fu's later years are poor. There are thatched cottages that may collapse at any time, broken tables and chairs, which can't be called beds ... This is all he has in his later years. However, our poet, no matter how poor his life is, He still gave himself to poetry without hesitation. He and poetry are closely integrated. However, he didn't write poetry for the sake of poetry. His poetry is his heart, a manifestation of life. It's not unrestrained beauty, but real beauty-this beauty can't make you intoxicated, but it will make you think. If Li Bai is surreal, Du Fu is surreal. Such beauty, such beauty.
When I walked into the thatched cottage and Du Fu, I was moved by all his works ... 5. Du Fu's composition in my mind (8 words)
When I was a child, I often heard adults talk about Du Fu and said that he was the best poet.
From then on, I left absolute trust and admiration for him from my young heart. I think he is so mysterious and great.
Finally, I also raised my little head and raised my tender voice, like a wave of grass fluttering: "Where is the country breaking mountains, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses". Accompanied by wild flowers and weeds all day, I suddenly broke into the country of this poem and felt that everything in front of me was novel and lovely.
I munched on these poems hungrily, and gradually I realized something. I was told that Du Fu was not as magical as I thought. He was just an old and haggard "skinny old man", and there seemed to be only the lament of "I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin and to hold the hairpins any more" in his heart.
when I grow up, new ideas and new concepts sprout quietly. Although they are still fresh, I finally dare to step into the heart of an adult and dare to comment on him. However, Du Fu, a poet who was once grayed by others, strongly shocked my heart with his great light.
Du Fu lived a hard life. "After three years of running around, he believed that there was a it is hard to go on earth." He even suffered the tragic accident that his youngest son starved to death. In the second half of Du Fu's life, no matter how difficult his life was, he dared to face the facts seriously, and always paid attention to the fate of the nation and the sufferings of people's livelihood. In his later creation, the spirit of "worrying about Li Yuan in poor years and sighing about his heart" was always running through him.
The brutal slaughter of Anshi rebels, the decadence and debauchery of the ruling class, the pain of the working people, and the great changes in military, political, economic and social life are all deeply reflected in his poems. When he felt sad for his ill-fated life, the national worries and people's sufferings immediately crossed his mind with more sad colors.
The sublimation of his personality, which abandons the "ego" and cares about the public, is unmatched by contemporary poets. What makes people bow their heads and sigh is that on that bleak night, Du Fu not only said that he had a sudden heart of resentment and indifference to the world, but also sacrificed himself to others and built a building that "sheltered all the poor people in the world". What a heart full of sincerity and love! But it is a pity that Du Fu rarely has cheerful poems, and even if there are, they always reflect desolation, perhaps because the influence of historical background at that time was too deep! For me as a child, Du Fu was a dream; For me now, he is true; Maybe he is a real dream, and this is me looking at him with my own eyes.
I admire Du Fu's river talent, and I admire Du Fu's compassionate and all-inclusive soul. 6. About Du Fu's composition
Shoulder
Liaoning candidates in the 26 college entrance examination
often think, how can an iron shoulder bear the psychological gap caused by the drastic changes in a dynasty? Can you bear the sigh of all sentient beings in the cracks? To shoulder the great task of China's poetry in the social upheaval?
So, I can't imagine how Du Fu carries everything with his weak body. Driving a flat boat, shuttling through the surging river, I can imagine the difficulty of Du Fu going upstream. Walking on the downhill slope of the Tang Dynasty, he was destined to bow his waist, lower his head, count the sufferings of the common people bit by bit, and then dipped in sorrow thicker than ink, tearfully wrote "The wine and meat in Zhumen stink, and the road has frozen bones". His mission determines that he can't live an easy life. "If you are poor, you will be immune to it." How many people use this sentence to comfort themselves, shake their heads, yield to the dark social reality, and then only run for the prospects of individuals and families. However, Du Fu's heart is connected with the tens of thousands of working people in Qian Qian, so no matter how much.