From "Midnight Song"
Whole poem:
You can foresee the sunset when it comes out of the front door. The smelting capacity is colorful and the fragrance is overflowing.
Fang is a perfumer, and his smelting ability is not worthy. Heaven does what people want, so it makes Nong see Lang.
I haven't combed my hair before, but my hair covers my shoulders. Wan's knee is not poor either.
I haven't been able to open it since I left I dare not ignore my head, pink and yellow.
Rugged and resentful, you will get the wind and cloud. Yulin language is full of stones, and sorrow and thinking are the same.
Seeing that my mother likes charm, I hope I can marry Jin Lan. It is difficult to manage a horse without warp and weft weaving.
When I first wanted to know Lang, my two hearts were one. If you put silk into the machine, you won't realize it.
The front silk is broken and lingering, and I want to have sex. Spring silkworm is susceptible, and silkworm has been revived.
We broke up tonight. When shall we meet again? Bright light shines on the empty board, and the time is not long.
I haven't consulted Belang since he came. When Phellodendron amurense grows into a forest, it is much harder.
Hibiscus is planted on the mountain and passes through Huangbaiwu. When you get a lotus, it's hard for a displaced baby.
Think about the front door, think about the back door. Smile at whom, and remember you in your stomach.
Take a pillow and lie in the north window. Lang comes, he plays. How long can you sympathize with the rudeness of Chongtian?
You can't eat in the village, but you can't walk in the village. Vote for Joan and walk all day.
Lang is taken by others, which is a matter of negative farming. The door is restless and irrelevant.
You will get old when you are young. Don't believe in Nong language, look at the grass under the frost.
The green scarf is engraved with brocade, and the double skirt is reopened today. I have promised to wear it around my waist. Who can untie my clothes?
Always worried about two meanings, today's joy is not unified. Dead fish will muddy the water and grow clean.
I'm sad when I'm happy, and I'm happy when I laugh. If you don't see the connection tree, different roots start from the same one.
The feeling of joy begins with diligence and ends with loneliness after sighing. Tortoise shell in Phnom Penh, bright outside and thin inside.
Don't linger behind tears, your lovesickness is full of sadness. Memories of abdominal erosion and rupture of liver and intestine.
The road is too close to count, which leads to cold. There is no east water. When will you go back to the west?
Who can think without singing, and who can be hungry without eating. It will be dark, the home will lean on, and the bottom will be billion.
The skirt is not tied, and the eyebrows are in the front window. Luo Shang tends to be embarrassed and scold Chunfeng.
Hold up the wine and wait for advice, but the glass is empty. I hope that because of the slight encounter, my heart feels the same way.
Sleeping at night is full of thoughts and troubles. I am filled with emotion, and I don't know what I am doing.
The year of farming is out of date, which is a good start. Not as good as duckweed, the spring breeze is moving.
I can't sleep at night, and it sounds more drum. Happy meeting for no reason makes Nong feel bitter.
Where is Huan from? In the end, there are worries. What's better than pine and cypress?
Miss love and get rid of it without pity. The curtain is self-supporting, who knows how thick it is.
The moon is bright, and I am happy with you at night. Lang song is wonderful, and Nong also spits sweet words.
The wind is rushing and the white is fading. Lang is quiet, and agriculture depends on spring.
The night is too long to sleep, and the bright moon burns. I want to (4) hear the voices and make promises in the air.
Everyone has his own territory, and I will listen. The wind blows the winter curtain, which is cold and thin.
I am very happy, and I am willing to do what I want. The fog reveals the hidden lotus, and the lotus is not clear.
Nong is the north star, which has not turned for thousands of years. Enjoy the day and return to the west at dusk.
Compassion and good feelings moved to the village. In front of Tung Shusheng, I went in and out to see Wu Zixu.
Can't send letters, can't go back and forth. Gold and copper are hibiscus, but lotus seeds can't be true.
It was not dense at first, but it became denser the next day. Go back to criticize the comb and turn thin into thin.
Don't forget each other when sleeping and eating, and get up together. Jin Furong, jade lotus root, don't call me lotus seed.
Progress by love is ashamed to refuse to advance. Full of singing, jade fingers are delicate strings.
When sunshine, money and wind move. Laugh at two rhinos and raise two beautiful moths.
Translation:
I went out at sunset and thought about how to dress up. I dressed myself up brightly and the fragrance floated far away. I wear perfume and dress up beautifully. I walked quietly all the way, afraid to be seen by others. Finally, I met my lover. The first song can be interpreted as a man's sentence: when I go out at sunset, I see you, and your face is beautiful and your fragrance is overflowing. The second song is a woman's response: the fragrance comes from my sachet. I really don't deserve your compliment on my beauty. Poor thing, I met you.
I never used to comb my hair, put it on my shoulders and reach my lover's legs. At that time, I was very beautiful and lovely. Since I left my lover, my dressing box is no longer open, and I dare not take care of my hair. The powder fell and scattered on the old clothes. I can't see my lover, so I miss him sadly, and finally I get news from him thousands of miles away, just like the whisper between Yulin and Shique. We all miss each other and are very sad.
I am very happy to see my lover, and my face has become beautiful because of this. I want to marry him. Just as a loom can't weave cloth without silk thread. It seems that when we first met, both hearts were equally eager for each other. Put the silk thread into the loom, where can you worry about weaving cloth?
I miss my lover and want to marry him before I meet him. After knowing him, I was moved by love as easily as a silkworm, and my lovesickness began again. When can I meet you when I leave my lover tonight? That day is like a bright light shining on an empty chessboard, and the end time is still far away. I have been sighing every day since I left my lover. As if phellodendron amurense (deciduous trees) were clustered into a forest, my repressed thoughts were also layered and repeated. I miss him every day in the mountains and finally meet him. How difficult it is to be displaced! I want him to go out from the front door in the morning and come back from the back door at night.
I have so much to say and smile at him, but he is not here, so I can only think of him quietly. I am lying on the pillow by the north window. I was very happy when he came. I am eager to see him. I wonder how long I can be with him. Thought of here, I can't eat without chopsticks. I play chess and chat every day to get rid of the pain of lovesickness. However, he married the people around him, which made me crazy. I left the door unlocked, and you didn't come to see me on purpose. Hey, marry your lover in time when you are young, or you will get old when you wait. If you don't believe me, look at the frosted weeds.
I'm wearing a skirt. I don't know who will untie the belt around my waist. I often worry that he will have second thoughts, and now he has really started a new life. Dried fish always live in muddy water, which is out of touch with clear water. He is sad when he is worried about me, and he is glad when he laughs at me. I love him so much, but our feelings are like that tree, which gives birth to another root. I lamented that he was diligent at first, but later he was left out in the cold. He presented many jewels.
I have been in Lacrimosa all day since I left him, and it makes me sad to miss him. I miss him deeply. I have been waiting for him to come back, but I am always disappointed. Look at the water flowing eastward. When will it flow back to the west? Who doesn't sing in his heart and who doesn't eat when he is hungry? As the sun sets, I lean against the door and feel blue.
I put on my skirt but didn't fasten my belt in the morning, brushed my eyebrows and went to the window. Clothes are flying in the wind. As soon as I open the window, I am complained by the spring breeze. I raised my glass to drink, but it was empty. I hope to meet him for a drink, and I think so on my face.
At night, my heart is full of thoughts, sighs and tears. I am full of infatuation, but where does he know my mind? The longer time goes by, the farther away he is from me. Our feelings are like duckweed, which disappears as soon as the spring breeze blows. I can't sleep for a long night. I tossed and turned and heard more drums. Meeting him unexpectedly made my heart more painful. Lover, where did he come from? With a worried expression on his face. I called him many times, but he didn't answer. What makes you so silent? I am thinking about love, and I am not satisfied. I want to spit out all my feelings, but I don't know what to do. I covered myself with thick curtains. Who knows my mind?
It was sunny and the moon was bright. I play with him at night. He sang beautiful songs and I said sweet words. The wind blew the weeds and the sun gradually lit up. You are so gentle, my face is full of spring. It's been a long night and I can't sleep. I looked up at the moon with how bright. I seem to hear a vague voice calling me, and I respond gently. Everyone else is preparing wedding gifts, but I don't like it in my heart. The wind blows a thick winter curtain. Do you remember the cold night when you promised me?
I thought you were real and clear, but you hesitated. Your feelings are like fuzzy hibiscus flowers in the fog, and mine are like Polaris, which will remain unchanged for thousands of years. Your heart is like the sun during the day, it is still the east in the morning and the west at night. I miss you and move to your neighborhood to be your neighbor. Tung trees grow in the front door, and you can see plane trees back and forth. I sent you a letter, but you didn't come, so I never went out again Where can the lotus made of gold and copper bear lotus seeds?
At first, we were close, but later it got worse. I languish day by day and gradually lose heart. I can't forget you all the time, whether I eat or sleep or sit and walk. But the beautiful lotus and lotus root are not worthy of lotus seed (me).
I want to walk in with love, but I refuse to step in shyly. Violet lips sing gorgeous songs, and crystal fingers pop up beautiful music. The morning sun shines on the window and the breeze blows the white silk. Beauty laughs, lovers have a heart, and beauty laughs and flies.
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In "A Midnight Song", the poet expresses a woman's love and longing, mainly including her obsession and loyalty to love, her longing for her lover's warmth and warmth in the cold autumn, and her longing for lovesickness. At the same time, it also creates an ungrateful male image and brings endless pain and struggle to women. Always think twice and enjoy the present is too unfair, which shows men's infidelity through women's description of men's behavior. Men and women were very close when they first fell in love, but later men's hearts gradually faded and their feelings got worse every day.
"Evil sees the east running water, regardless of the west all the year round" and "carefree days, facing the east and returning to the west" show men's ingratitude. "I sympathize with Huan, I swear by the speaker. Chang Huan is a lover, and Jin Lang is really derailed. " Once the oath can't keep a man's fickle heart. It can be said that the images of these ungrateful men also enhance the misfortune and pain of women's lives from the side and enrich the connotation of Angkor Wat.
Midnight Song is a creative style. This kind of five-character and four-sentence poem uses a lot of appellations with Jiangnan color (Lang, Huan and Nong) and uses homophonic puns to write people's love. Lyricism is its keynote, even writing scenery is for the need of lyricism. This special literary rhetorical device is called Angkor or midnight style. In the history of China literature, there are so many different kinds of homophonic puns and their usage for the first time, which is dazzling and amazing. Add new creative skills to China literature and show the beautiful features of China language. Homophonic pun can be said to be the biggest feature of western music in Wu Ge.
The influence of Yuefu in Han Dynasty on later generations
First, the development of realism
Han Yuefu folk songs inherited the realistic spirit of The Book of Songs. For example, poems by Cao Cao and his son, RoyceWong and Chen Lin. It inherits the spirit of the folk song of Han Yuefu, which is "mixed with sorrow and joy, because of something", and describes the suffering of social chaos in Jian 'an period. They often use the old Yuefu theme, narrative methods and popular language, and they also see the influence of Han Yuefu folk songs in form.
Although Du Fu didn't use the theme of the old Yuefu in Tang Dynasty, he took things as the theme, and the spirit and system of his poems came down in one continuous line with the Yuefu folk songs in Han Dynasty, which was directly influenced by Yuefu folk songs. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen made Du Fu's social poems "everything happens for a reason" and put forward the slogan "Poetry should be timely", which is also the tradition of "everything happens for a reason" in Han Yuefu.
Second, the language is simple and simple, and the style is fresh.
The styles of Yuefu poems in Han Dynasty are diverse, including fresh and clear, affectionate and euphemistic, and generous and sad, but all of them are simple and natural. The so-called simplicity and naturalness is manifested in the language of poetry. It has no words and no embellishment, so it is simple and sincere, unique in ancient and modern times. Later poets were mostly influenced by Han Yuefu.
Third, lay the foundation of five-character poems.
Han Yuefu is mainly composed of five-character miscellaneous poems. Miscellaneous poems flourished after Jian 'an, and Cao Cao, Cao Pi and Li Bai all originated from Yuefu folk songs. Yuefu had a great influence on five-character poems, and there were many imitators in the Eastern Han Dynasty. By the time of Jian 'an, the situation of "five words soaring" had appeared, replacing the four words in the Book of Songs and the "Sao Style" in the Songs of the South, becoming a main form of poetry.
The genre of Yuefu poetry also has an influence on the formation of singing style in later generations. Bao Zhao, a poet in the Six Dynasties, is famous for his five-character poems and miscellaneous poems. Li Bai's Yuefu songs in the Tang Dynasty are unprecedented, and their artistic forms are obviously influenced by the folk songs of the Han Yuefu. Narration in the form of dialogue and monologue. Yuefu poems in the Han Dynasty ingeniously cast dialogues to depict characters, which are full of sound and emotion, making people feel like hearing their voices and seeing their people. For example, "Picking Weeds on the Mountain" even consists almost entirely of questions and answers from the abandoned wife and her dead husband, which shows the kind character of her wife. There are also monologues throughout, such as the plight of orphans written in monologues in "The Journey of Orphans". These techniques also inspired the rhetorical devices of later poems.
The establishment of Yuefu in the Qin and Han Dynasties began in the Qin Dynasty, juxtaposed with Taiyue, belonging to the imperial court. According to Han Shu-gong's clear watch and 1977, the wrong silver Yuefu clock unearthed from the imperial tomb. Liang, Shigu, Mao Qian, etc. all interpreted "Li Na Yuefu" as the creation of Yuefu ... that is, setting up Yuefu and reading poems at night, according to the theory of "the ritual in the suburbs reaches Emperor Wu" contained in Records of Rites and Music in Han Dynasty.
Wang Yinglin in Song Dynasty and He Chao in Qing Dynasty. According to the historical data of Emperor Hui of Han Dynasty for two years, the author raised an objection. In fact, the records of historian Le Shu and Jia Yi's new book also have the records of Yuefu before Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. Now people think that Yuefu originated in Qin Dynasty and followed in the early Han Dynasty. The establishment of Yuefu by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty should be interpreted as the large-scale expansion of Yuefu institutions.
Yuefu and Yuefu Poetry In the historical materials of Yuefu music literature, it has become a common practice to call Yuefu poetry by Yuefu, and the most famous usage is Liang's "Wen Xin Diao Long Yuefu No.7" ..
In the Song Dynasty, Guo Maoqian compiled Yuefu Poetry, and used the word Yuefu to summarize Yuefu poetry. Later, some literati will also refer to boring poems, words and songs with lyrics as "Yuefu", which is a mixture of nouns.
Reference: Baidu Encyclopedia-Midnight Songs
Baidu encyclopedia-Yuefu poetry