Spring River Flower Moon Night () Zhang Baotong 2018.6.11

So, he went to her house and sent a wedding gift. Her family lives in the countryside in the suburbs, has a small courtyard, in addition to her parents, and has two older brothers, belonging to the Clarion Talent Family. The Zhang family is a big family in the city, living in a deep house compound, not only there are shops in the city, but also a large area of land in the countryside. The parents of the two families were very satisfied with this talented marriage. Because Zhang Ruoxu's vacation was not long, and he had to rush to work in other places, he didn't know when he would return this time, so the two families hurriedly handled the marriage for them.

After marriage, she always dressed herself up in a fancy way, so that he would like and pity. In fact, she is young and beautiful, and no matter how carefully she dresses up, she is even more fresh and cute. Therefore, he felt that no matter how much he loved, he couldn't love her enough. However, their honeymoon lasted just over 10 days. In those days, the two of them stayed together every day, playing the piano and singing together, writing poems together, enjoying flowers together, and visiting relatives and friends together. For more than ten days, they were almost never separated. When he was about to leave, she held him all day, crying and begging not to let him go. However, he had to go to the official position. Men must always focus on the glory of their careers. This is the way for them to glorify their ancestors and pursue fame. If a man achieves nothing in fame and fortune, then he will stay in front of the woman every day, and he will also feel dull and lack of confidence, and even make the woman look down on him.

That day, he left Yangzhou by boat from the small town of Guazhou, Jin Feng stood on the edge of the green maple forest on the river bank to see him off, and before he left, he had already cried into tears, so he gritted his teeth several times before pushing her away and getting on the boat. When the boat sailed far into the middle of the river, she could still be seen standing on the edge of the forest and weeping goodbye to him.

After leaving the woman, he thought about it day and night, and wrote letters to him. It wasn't until the spring of the following year that he returned home and reunited with Jin Feng and his family. However, half a month later, he left again, and it was another two or three years. For many years, they have been like this, gathering less and leaving more, and they have not seen each other all year round. And they are thousands of miles apart, and when they meet once, they have to take a boat and car for more than ten days, and they have only met for more than ten days, and they have to leave in a hurry. Every time we meet, we have to hug our heads and cry, and every breakup is a life and death parting. In twenty years, they had only seen each other twelve or thirteen times. Now, he is old and frail, and the fatigue of more than ten days of travel and transportation makes him miserable, so every time he goes home, he is happy or worried.

My parents are old, and they are nearly seventy years old. Jin Feng is also old. She was no longer the seventeen-year-old little woman, but a thirty-seven-year-old middle-aged woman. Her beauty has long since passed, but her love and love are still so persistent and deep. Whenever she snuggled into his arms, she was as beautiful as a seventeen-year-old woman, which made him feel pity and sigh. All her youth was lost in his pursuit of fame, but now he is still unfamous, and he has been the official position of these eight products for many years, which makes him feel deeply guilty and owes her too much. He really wanted to spend the rest of his life to make amends for her, make her young, and make her happy, but he couldn't, he could only regret and regret again and again.

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is the Acacia Mingyue Tower?

Qingfeng is sorrowful, white clouds are long, a kind of lovesickness, the two places are sad, sad and sentimental, and tears are flowing. After writing three four sentences, that is, four rhymes, the poet stopped writing, looked up to the sky and sighed for a long time, pulled up his clothes to wipe his tears, and then leaned on the railing of the restaurant, staring at the bright moon gradually disappearing for a long time.

Ancient Chinese Yuefu was a palace established by the feudal dynasty of the Han Dynasty to manage music. Yuefu originally began in the Qin Dynasty and continued to use the name of the Qin Dynasty in the Han Dynasty. In 112 B.C., the Han Dynasty officially established Yuefu during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, whose mission was to collect and compile folk music from all over the world, organize and compose music, and perform and perform songs. In the Tang Dynasty, poets wrote Yuefu poems, following a poetic genre of five-character or seven-character ancient style poems without strict rules, or using the old Yuefu inscriptions to write about current events and express emotions, or self-made new titles to reflect real life. Zhang Ruoxu uses the old title of Chen Sui Yuefu, using a beautiful brush full of life, with the moon as the main body and the river as the background, depicting a beautiful and distant and trance-like picture of the moonlit night of the Spring River. It tells the sincere and touching parting feelings and philosophical feelings of life of the wandering woman, creating a deep, narrow and quiet poetic conception.

The sound of the piano gently pushes and slows Chen, like the moonlight pouring on the ground, slowly shining in his heart, evoking his boundless memories and associations. I remember that one spring morning, the sun was shining right in front of the woman's window. The woman was in front of the dresser at the window, dressing up in front of the silver mirror. She applied light makeup and carefully managed every eyelash and every strand of hair. He knew that the woman was pleasing to him, and she was grooming him. But he thought that no matter how meticulous and meticulous she was, she would never be able to return to that wonderful old age. Women cannot be compared with men, who can gain fame in the years they have lost, and women can only exhaust their youth through the toil of having children and serving their in-laws. Therefore, she can only rely on the man's fame to comfort herself. However, looking back on his life, although he was in a hurry, he did nothing, and he did not seek much fame for the woman. Sometimes when I think about it, I don't know why I was born, why I lived, why I gave up comfort and pleasure to pursue fame. Now, under the same moonlight, how he wanted to use this bright moonlight to convey his lovesickness to the woman.

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

The bright moon is gone, and the night is late. The two singers had long since left, and the whole restaurant was already dark, and the woman who poured the wine had fallen asleep in her chair. However, Zhang Ruoxu's poem is still unfinished here. The usual Yuefu poems are almost five words and four sentences or seven words and four sentences for a poem. However, he wrote down seven rhymes in one breath. This consumed too much physical and mental energy on his body, and made his body feel overdrawn. Moreover, this long poem has a profound artistic conception, rich content, and complex structure, unlike the seven-character rhythm and the seven-character quatrain, which are credible and written in one go. He had to consider the coherence of the whole poem and the echo of the beginning and end of the poem.

He sat down at the wine table, poured himself another glass of wine, and drank it slowly. Seeing Mingyue rushing away in a hurry, he felt that this passerby was himself. Originally, every year in March, he could return to his hometown in Yangzhou to rest for one or twenty days to share his family with his wife and family. However, at the beginning of the year, there was a Shenlong coup d'état in the imperial court, and official affairs were busy for a while, so he was sent to Jiujiang to supervise military affairs. There are thousands of miles from Yanzhou to Jiujiang, and when he returns from Jiujiang, the spring has long since left, and there is no hope of returning home. Last night he dreamed that the flowers were falling in the pool, but unfortunately he couldn't go home halfway through the spring. When I think of this, I can't help but lament and grief.

The moon travels through the sky, and the sky is clear and soft. The clouds in the sky, the flowers in the world are in full bloom, the spring tide is like the sea, the time is like an arrow, the years are not old, the face has declined, can we still hear the graceful singing of the Chunxiao Teahouse, and can we still see the ethereal beauty by the slender West Lake? Life is short, the deceased is like this, there is no end in heaven and earth, and human life is like frost, just as the cloud in "Flowers in the Back Garden": "The flowers do not bloom for a long time, and the red and the ground return to silence." Thinking of this, he swayed his pen and ink vigorously, pouring his pain into the pen:

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees.

After the poem was written, Zhang Ruoxu's energy was exhausted. He felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, weakness and weakness. He threw the pen on the ground and collapsed in his chair. He vigorously picked up the last glass of wine, drank it down, and fell asleep in his chair.

By the time he woke up, it was noon the next day. He opened his eyes and saw himself lying on a large unfamiliar bed, feeling very puzzled. At this time, the shopkeeper came to invite him to dinner, and he realized that he was still staying in the restaurant. He had eaten, paid the bill, and left the restaurant with the long scroll of poems and essays he had written last night.

Back at the inn, he opened the long scroll of poetry and spread it on the bed, admiring and revising it. The whole poem has a total of 36 sentences, every four sentences change rhyme, a total of nine rhymes, the whole poem is picturesque, the philosophy is profound, the artistic conception is empty, the imagination is peculiar, the language is natural and timeless, and the rhythm is melodious. He was amazed that he was able to write such a beautiful article in the world!

However, the long poem has no name. He had to give the poem a good name. After thinking for a long time and thinking about it again and again, he finally decided to title the long poem "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night". The name is poetic and wonderful. So, he asked the innkeeper to take pen and ink, and wrote five big characters on the top of the long scroll of poems: Spring River Flower Moon Night.

Zhang Ruoxu was the "Four Scholars of Wuzhong" in the Tang Dynasty who were as famous as He Zhizhang, Zhang Xu and Bao Rong. He Zhizhang is the author of famous sentences such as "I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors" and "The young leave home and the eldest returns, and the hometown accent has not changed and the sideburns are declining", which are almost well-known, and are known to both young and old. But Zhang Ruoxu only left a five-character poem called "Answering the Dream of the Boudoir", describing the changes in the mood of the woman in a day, and expressing the lovesickness and sorrow of the people who are on the side with lyricism. The original text is:

The closure is early, and the building is not against the eyes. Try on the heater and open the mirror to find the spring.

The swallow entered the curtain, and the bee came to paint clothes. Love urges peach Li Yan, and the heart sends the orchestra to fly.

Makeup and washing treat each other, and the wind and flowers do not return. Where the dream soul enters, the silence hides the reluctance.

This poem has been submerged in thousands of Tang poems for thousands of years, and almost no one knows about it. It is conceivable that if there was no "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", the name Zhang Ruoxu would not be known to the world. He was not famous, nor did he leave any poems or life. For Zhang Ruoxu, people only know "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", and for "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night", people only know Zhang Ruoxu. But this poem "Spring River Flower Moon Night" washed away the thick fat and greasy powder of the palace body of the Six Dynasties, so that the realm of Tang poetry reached its peak, and was praised by later generations as "a solitary article covering the whole Tang Dynasty".