The Stone Gatha was an ancient Buddhist poem written by the Zen master Xuanzang of the Tang Dynasty. There were six sentences in the poem, each of which was concise and profound. Below is the full text of the stone verse: If flowers bloom, we should cherish each other. Without saying a word, I went up to the west tower alone. The moon was like a hook. I'm lonely in my boudoir, and my heart is soft. Back then, the golden spears and iron horses were like tigers. Tonight I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects has just penetrated the green curtains. Should not hate, what long will it last until the time of parting? People have joys and sorrows, partings and reunions, and the moon has its ups and downs. It is difficult to complete since ancient times. I hope we can live together for a long time.
Dark stone green, dark pink, dark stone through spring green, dark stone through spring bamboo. Lying plum blossom quiet smell flowers, branches hurt leaves hate low, far smell lying like water, easy to penetrate spring green. The novel "Listening to the Rain in Green Bamboo and Watching the Egrets" is equally wonderful. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
Autumn Dusk in the Mountain Tang Wang Wei After the rain, autumn came late. The bright moon shines among the pine trees, and the clear spring flows up the stone. The bamboos were noisy and the maids returned to the palace. The lotus flowers moved and got off the fishing boat. As long as the spring fragrance is gone, the prince can naturally stay.
This poem was "Climbing the Stork Tower" by the Tang Dynasty poet Wang Zhihuan. The whole poem is as follows: The white sun is leaning against the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea current. I want to see a thousand miles and climb another level. The wind and rain in the pavilion at night, the rooster crows, the mountain is clearer. When the truth comes out, I still hear the names of ancient people. The moon on the vast sea, the pearl has tears, the sun is warm in the blue field, the jade produces smoke. This feeling can wait to be remembered, but at that time it was already lost.
"Sending Yun" I ask you where the road is going I ask you, when will you hear my voice? Don't be afraid of the white hair on your temples I've already promised my life I take the quiet stream Ask the ancient boudoir Hand in hand, side by side Xiao Shuang Lou Ye Chen Leaning against the wall, the pale ink and orchid shadow are true Brewing tea, steaming wine, caressing frost and dust Pulling out the hairpin, selling wine, caressing the frost dust Look, the candle is burnt, the moon is half sinking You hear the clamor of the cricket, the courtyard is already deep The wind stops the cup, I can't hold back my tears Write all the traces of dreams The crimson color between the eyebrows is cold Vaguely talking about the people of the West Chamber How can I be powerless to cross the fragrant soul On the table, the brocade book is broken Scattered and lightly picked up the prophecy of that day No one stands with me at dusk No one asked me if the porridge was warm I take the quiet stream Ask the ancient boudoir Hand in hand, side by side Xiao Shuang Lou Ye Chen Leaning against the wall, the pale ink and orchid shadow are true Brewing tea, steaming wine, caressing frost and dust The crimson color between the eyebrows is cold Vaguely talking about the people of the West Chamber How can I be powerless to cross the fragrant soul On the table, the brocade book is broken Scattered and lightly picked up the prophecy of that day No one stands with me, no one asks me if the porridge is warm at dusk " Yun Anlu's Body Sacrifice " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to read it!
"Sending Yun" I ask you where the road is going I ask you, when will you hear my voice? Don't be afraid of the white hair on your temples I've already promised my life I take the quiet stream Ask the ancient boudoir Hand in hand, side by side Xiao Shuang Lou Ye Chen Leaning against the wall, the pale ink and orchid shadow are true Cooking tea, steaming wine, caressing frost and dust Pulling out the hairpin, selling wine, caressing the frost dust Look, the candle is burnt, the moon is half sinking You hear the clamor of the cricket, the courtyard is already deep The wind stops the cup, I can't hold back my tears Write all the traces of dreams The crimson color between the eyebrows is cold Vaguely talking about the people of the West Chamber How can I be powerless to cross the fragrant soul On the table, the brocade book is broken Scattered and lightly picked up the prophecy of that day No one stands with me at dusk No one asked me if the porridge was warm I take the quiet stream Ask the ancient boudoir Hand in hand, side by side Xiao Shuang Lou Ye Chen Leaning against the wall, the pale ink and orchid shadow are true Brewing tea, steaming wine, caressing frost and dust The crimson color between the eyebrows is cold Vaguely talking about the people of the West Chamber How can I be powerless to cross the fragrant soul On the table, the brocade book is broken Scattered and lightly picked up the prophecy of that day No one stands with me, no one asks me if the porridge is warm at dusk " Yun Anlu's Body Sacrifice " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to read it!
The whole poem of Burial of Flowers used flowers as a metaphor to express Lin Daiyu's complicated feelings about her life experience. The opening of the poem depicted the scene of flowers withering and falling in late spring. For example,"Flowers wither and fly all over the sky. Who will pity them when the red fragrance is gone?" It wrote the sorrow of no one to pity the flowers after they wither. This also hinted at the situation that women might face after their youth passed away. "The gossamer is softly floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling catkins are lightly touching the embroidered curtain." It described the late spring scene of the spider silk floating and the catkins touching the curtain. "The boudoir's daughter cherishes the twilight of spring, full of sorrow and no place to release it." It indicated that the boudoir's woman was sorry for the disappearance of spring, and her heart was full of sorrow but there was no way to resolve it. "Hand hoe out of the embroidered curtain, bear to step on the fallen flowers to come and go" wrote a woman holding a hoe, bear to trample on the fallen flowers. "Willow silk and elm pods are fragrant, regardless of peach blossoms and Li Fei." It was said that willow silk and elm pods only cared about their own fragrance, regardless of peach blossoms and plum blossoms falling. "If the peach and plum blossoms bloom again next year, I wonder who will be in my boudoir next year." It meant that although the peach and plum blossoms could bloom again, she did not know if the person in her boudoir would still be there next year, revealing her confusion and worry about the future. "The Three Moon Fragrance Nest has been built, the swallows on the beams are too heartless! The swallows build their nests in March, but they are heartless. They don't know that when the flowers bloom again next year, people will be gone and the old nest will be empty. "There are three hundred and sixty days in a year, and the wind and frost are fierce. How long can a bright and beautiful beauty last? It's hard to find it once it's lost." It meant that the situation was difficult all year round, and it was difficult for beautiful things to last long. "Flowers are easy to see when they bloom, but hard to find when they fall. In front of the steps, I worry about killing the person who buried the flowers. I lean on the hoe alone and shed tears secretly. When I shed tears on the branches, I see blood stains." It was easy to see when the flowers bloomed, but hard to find when the flowers fell. The person who buried the flowers was full of sorrow and secretly shed tears. "The cuckoo is silent at dusk, and the hoe returns to close the heavy door; the green lamp shines on the wall, and the person first sleeps. The cold rain knocks on the window and the quilt is not warm." It wrote that the cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the flower burier carried the hoe back to close the door, lonely in the cold environment. "Blame me for being so sad? Half for spring and half angry with spring "was to say that people wondered why women were so sad. In fact, half of them were pitying spring, and the other half were resentful of the passing of spring. "Pity the spring, sometimes annoyed, sometimes gone, sometimes speechless, sometimes not smelling." It expressed the silent feelings of spring. "Last night, I sang a sad song outside the court. Do you know that it was the soul of flowers and birds? Flower soul bird soul is always difficult to stay, the bird is silent, the flower is ashamed; I hope you will grow wings under your arms and fly with the flower to the end of the sky. At the end of the sky, where is the Fragrant Mound?" The description of the elegy was that she did not know whether it was the soul of the flower or the soul of the bird. They were difficult to keep. The woman hoped that she had wings to fly to the horizon, but she did not know where the fragrant mound (the ideal place to bury the fallen flowers) was. In the end, it was better to collect the beautiful bones in a brocade bag, and cover the romantic with a pure land. Zang Zhi came clean and left clean, better than sinking into a ditch in the mud. Now that you're dead, I'm going to bury you. I don't know when I'll die. Now I'm burying flowers, people laugh at me. Who will bury me in other years? Just look at the fading flowers in spring, when the beauty dies of old age. Once spring is over, the beauty dies, and the flowers fall and the people die without knowing it!" It indicated that it was better to use a brocade bag to collect the flowers and bury them in pure soil to keep them clean. Now that he was being laughed at for burying the flowers, he did not know who would bury him in the future. Seeing the flowers fall in spring was like seeing the beauty grow old. When spring passed, the flowers and people would disappear, and the fates of the two would complement each other. The novel "Listening to the Rain in Green Bamboo and Watching the Egrets" is equally wonderful. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
The original sentence was," A life is a life of ten thousand lives. If there is no fate in this life, it should also be no fate in ten thousand lives. If we owe each other in the previous life, I hope that the two of us will be clear. I only hope that I won't see you in the rest of my life, and I won't miss you for ten thousand lives." From the literal meaning," One life is ten thousand lives " could be understood as if the fate of this life did not change, even if there was an afterlife, it would continue this fate pattern. " No fate in this lifetime, no fate in all eternity " meant that if there was no fate in this lifetime, this state of no fate would continue. " If we owe each other in our past lives, I hope we can settle it here." This involved the concept of karma in the past and present lives. If we owed each other in our past lives, I hope we can settle it here. " I only hope that I won't see you for the rest of my life, and that I won't miss you forever." It expressed a resolute attitude, hoping that they would not meet again for the rest of their lives, and that they would not miss each other for generations to come. This overall reflected a more fatalistic point of view. At the same time, it also included thinking about fate, fate, causality, and the desire to get rid of certain relationships or the cycle of fate.
Since I don't know which poem you're referring to, please clarify which poem you're referring to so that I can answer all of its contents. The novel " The Legend of Dian Kingdom in Clouds as Deep as the Sea " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
The "Feeling the Old" you mentioned was written by Lu You and Su Shi. I'm not sure which one you are referring to. The following is to provide you with the translation of Lu You's "Sense of the Old" and Su Shi's "Bu Suanzi·Sense of the Old." Lu You's " Feeling the Old ": This poem recalled the poet's image of being both civil and military, ambitious and impassioned, and the war scenes of the war where drums thundered and dust covered the sky. He lamented the passage of time, that he was old, that his ideals and aspirations were difficult to realize, that his good friends had passed away, and that it was difficult to find a bosom friend. It expressed the poet's lonely and miserable situation, but the translation of the entire poem was not found. Su Shi's "Bu Suanzi·Feeling the Old": After the people of Shu went to Jiangnan, they would often think of the beauty of Jiangnan. Since ancient times, the scenery of Shu and Jiangnan had been praised by people. If you wanted to visit, you had to go early. She came to the West Lake with her friend from last year and sat on the grass beside the West Lake. Drinking and having fun, looking carefully, we found that only we were getting old.
This poem was written in Japan in the spring of 1916. In December 1915, Yuan Shikai declared himself emperor with the support of the Japanese and American imperialists. This perverse act aroused strong opposition from the people and the war to protect the country broke out. Li Dazhao heard the news and returned to China to participate in the crusade against Yuan Shikai. However, soon after returning to Shanghai, Yuan Shikai abolished the imperial system and he returned to Japan. When he was in Edo, Japan, his best friend, You Heng, was preparing to return to China. Some friends from the Student Union in Japan had a farewell party for You Heng at Kanda Restaurant in Edo. At that time, it was stormy. Everyone sang poems and answered each other in the restaurant. They all mentioned the words "Wind and Rain House". Therefore, they agreed to build a high-rise building as a memorial after rebuilding China in the future and named it "China Wind and Rain House". According to this meaning, Li Dazhao casually recited this poem and gave it to You Heng. The poem expressed his patriotic thoughts of anger and dissatisfaction with the dark and corrupt political situation in China, and expressed his firm belief in rebuilding China. The novel,"The Morality of the Past", is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!