Chapter 999: Poetry and Wine Take Advantage of the Passing Years
Wang Xiaoni asked: "Elder Li, what is the explanation of Haiyou, Haicuo, and Dongming in Fuzhong?" ”
Yu Lao explained: "In ancient times, Dongshan Province had the nicknames of "Haiyou" and "Haidai". The ancients geographically took the east as the left and the west as the right. Because Dongshan Province is on the west bank of the sea, it is called 'Haiyou'; in ancient times, the East China Sea was also called 'Dongming', and Mount Tai, which was the only one of the five mountains, was also called 'Daizong'. The East China Sea and Mount Tai are the most majestic and magnificent geographical and natural landscapes in Dongshan Province, and the ancients often used Dongming and Daizong to represent the land of Dongshan. Hai Cuo means seafood, or seafood. ”
"Where is this Emperor Hall, Lotus State?" Huhai asked.
"Haha! I said, Brother Hu, you are really riding a horse looking for a horse, isn't this outside hall called Emperor E's Hall? Isn't our private room called Lotus Island? Wang Xiaoni said.
"Oh, I was so careless that I didn't pay attention to the details of the inside of the hotel." The poet Huhai said embarrassedly.
"A poem involves so much knowledge of ancient geography and culture, Brother Zhang is so young, how does this brain grow?" Wang Xiaoni sighed.
"Didn't he just say that he has been learning Chinese medicine and ancient culture from the old master and grandfather since he was a child, which is closely related to his family environment and education, which is also where we can't compare with him." Lei Shuyan said.
"Shuyan makes sense, poetry and writing kung fu is not achieved overnight, but anyone who has great skills in ancient poetry must have his profound cultural accumulation to support it." Li Lao said.
"Alright, please don't talk about me anymore. Su Shi once said: And wait for Yuan Mingfu to return, a total of poetry and wine to take advantage of the passing year, just now the theme of our poem is Lu cuisine, now we will take wine and wine as the theme, come to a few wine poems, take advantage of the passing year? Zhang Zheng said to everyone with a smile.
"Well, how can you have a wine poem on such an occasion?" Zheng Lao echoed.
"Our principles are still the same, regardless of the subject matter, poetry and songs, vernacular writing, and smooth talk. Which god takes the lead, let's have a song first? Zhang Zheng said.
The young poet Nan Dao said: "Brother Zhang, I am not good at ancient style poetry, so I will have a vernacular poem "Rose and Wine". ”
Zhang Zheng said: "Okay! In fact, the vernacular poem is well written, and it is also very beautiful, I have seen a vernacular poem that is written like this:
It's not that there is too much distress,
It's that we don't have an open mind.
It's not that happiness is too little,
It's that we don't know how to live yet.
When you are sad, you write a poem.
When you're happy, sing a song.
No matter what falls from the sky,
Life is always beautiful.
Look, how beautiful! Such vernacular poetry, for the public, is pleasing to the public, close to life, unpretentious, easy to understand and easy to learn, because there is no more elaboration and restrictions, it is easy to popularize among the masses, and over time, vernacular poetry will surely occupy a place in the Chinese world. Brother Nandao, hurry up and send your roses and serve your beautiful bar. ”
Nandao said: "Well, please listen, my poem goes like this:
Roses and wine
How many lover's fingers are going to be pierced,
in order to achieve that intense red color.
Like your delicate,
It's fermenting and precipitating.
I can't tell if it's wine or blood or flower petals,
There is no difference between rose and red wine.
Put flowers and wine to your lips,
A hint of the faint fragrance of conversation gently brushes through.
The heart is drunk, the heart aches, the heart is moved,
I still cling to the silence of love and non-love.
Roses are in love with wine,
And the ice cubes are blooming in the wine. ”
After listening to Nandao's poem, Zhang Zheng said: "Although I don't know the meaning of Nandao's poem, I feel that the wording and artistic conception of the poem are still very beautiful, praise one!" ”
Wang Xiaoni said: "Nandao's poems are always full of abstraction, pathos, and cynicism, and this one is no exception, in fact, I still like your song "Let's Go":
Let's go
Fallen leaves blow into deep valleys,
The song has no home.
Let's go
Moonlight on ice,
has overflowed from the river.
Let's go
Eyes looking at the same sky,
The heart beats the drum of twilight.
Let's go
We haven't lost our memory,
We go in search of the lake of life.
Let's go
Lu Ha Lu,
Filled with red poppies. ”
"This poem is really good, the rhyme is also very good, and it is catchy to read, but I don't know if I have a problem with my comprehension ability, or if my intelligence is not high, anyway, I still don't quite understand the meaning of this poem." Zhang Zheng said with a smile.
"It's not that you don't understand, it's that the world is changing too fast, and the poems of Nandao, Gu Cheng, Duoduo, Huhai Da Ge and others mostly use a combination of metaphors and symbols to speculate and explore social issues, so they are called hazy poets. If you are not familiar with Chinese society, you will not understand their poems. Wang Xiaoni explained.
"Oh, I see, it seems that I am lonely and unknowledgeable, and I have the opportunity to try to learn this style of poetry if I have time. Which of the following gods will dedicate another song to everyone to cheer up? Zhang Zheng asked.