Every morning I push the door open and go out, and the biting cold wind comes at me from time to time. Occasionally, naughty little snowflakes fall like dancing. Hexagonal snowflakes are varied: some are like silver needles, some are like fallen leaves, and some are like pieces of paper ... so beautiful. It fell to the ground as if it were covered with a thick blanket; Falling on a tree, like wearing silver; It landed in the car, just like a freshly baked cream cake. The beautiful snow scene immersed people in fresh air. It is beautifully wrapped in silver everywhere.
However, what makes people feel the breath of winter at home is the ice flowers on the window, some of which are like forests and full of mystery; Some are like streams, as if flowing quietly; Some are like Santa Claus, as if to give gifts to people ... Miss Winter is really ingenious!
The club is crowded and very lively. People are wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, like cotton bags. They do morning exercises with beautiful music.
There is a thick layer of ice on the artificial lake. Some naughty little students frolic on the lake, and there are bursts of laughter from time to time. ...
It is very cold in winter. To tell the truth, I don't want it to come either, but I have a strange feeling when it comes. Ah, I love winter, because winter "knows the power of grass" and I love its character.
2. "The Scenes of Adults Drinking" describes the full text of "Songs in Drinking" by the Eight Immortals:
Author: Du Fu
Knowing that Zhang rode like a boat, he was dizzy and sank into the bottom of the well.
Ruyang rises from the sky three times, and the road drools at the door of the car, wishing it could not be sealed to Jiuquan.
Drinking like a whale costs thousands of dollars, and a musician with a cup is called a saint.
The handsome and beautiful boy of Zong looks at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as Yushu before the wind.
Before Su Jin borrowed a life to embroider Buddha, he often escaped from Zen when he was drunk.
Li Bai wrote a hundred poems in a bucket and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an. The emperor called it, didn't get on the boat, and called himself Brewmaster.
Zhang Xu's three cups of grass sage, before taking off his hat and showing it to the maharaja, looked like a cloud.
Jiao sui's five fights are outstanding, and it is about four banquets.
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Zhang Zhi: He, a native of Yongxing (now Xiaoshan, Zhejiang), was a secretary supervisor. He is unrestrained and indulgent, so he calls himself "Siming fanatic", also known as "secretary supervisor" He met Li Bai in Chang 'an and called him "fallen immortal", which showed his position.
Pei Jingui changed the wine and gave a good drink. These two words mean that he rode a horse and staggered like a boat when he was drunk. He fell into the well and fell asleep at the bottom of the well. This is an exaggeration to describe his drunkenness.
He Zhangzhi drinks and writes poems.
2. Ruyang: Ruyang Wang Lifu, nephew of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. Asada: Meet the Emperor. This means that Li entered North Korea after drinking alcohol. Qu che. Wine cart. Move the fief: change the fief. Jiuquan: The county name is in Jiuquan County, Gansu Province. It is said that there is a spring under the county seat, which tastes like wine. Hence the name Jiuquan.
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Left phase: refers to the left prime minister Li, who became the left prime minister in August of 742 (the first year of Tianbao) and excluded Li in April of 746. Long whale: whale. The ancients thought that whales could draw water from hundreds of rivers, so people used it to describe Li.
A heavy drinker. Cup: greedy for wine. Sage: synonymous with wine. Biography of the Three Kingdoms Wei Zhi Xu Miao: Shang Shulang and Xu Miao were drunk, and Zhao Dalai, the captain of the school, called him "the sage of China". Fu told Cao Cao that he was angry and thick-skinned in the auxiliary explanation:
"People who are drunk on weekdays are called saints who are clear in wine and saints who are turbid in wine." After Li appeared, he tasted a poem: "Avoid the sages at first, and enjoy the sages to win a cup.". How many guests are coming today? " This is a poem by Li Zhi, saying that although he is gone.
Xiang still drinks as usual.
4. Zong Zhi: Cui Zongzhi, the son of Cui Ri, a senior official in the official department, was named Qi Huangong with his father, and he was an official advisor to the imperial history. He is also a friend of Li Bai. He drank a large glass. He looked down on his friends and ordinary people. Yushu Yushu Linfeng: Cui Zongzhi's beauty, so take Yushu as a metaphor.
5. Su Jin: Tang Xuanzong was a scholar during the Kaiyuan period and served as assistant minister of the household department. Changzhai: Long-term fasting. Embroidered Buddha: A painted Buddha statue. Escape from Zen: this refers to not obeying Buddhist precepts. Buddhism abstains from alcohol. Su Jin's Chang Zhai believed in Buddhism, but he was addicted to alcohol, so he called it "avoiding Zen."
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Li Bai: He is famous for his drinking habit and quick thinking. He often borrows wine to help poetry. "The Biography of Li Bai in the New Tang Dynasty" said: Li Bai was called to Chang 'an, and Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty summoned him in the Golden Temple, giving him food as a spoon and writing it as a tribute to Hanlin. There is one.
The second time, Xuanzong asked him to write poems with music in Chenxiang Temple, but he got drunk in Chang 'an Restaurant. Fan's "Li Baixin Tombstone" contains: Xuanzong went boating in the white lotus land and asked Li Bai to write an article. At this time, Li Bai was as drunk as a fiddler in imperial academy.
Zong ordered Gao Lishi to help him into the boat.
Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems in a bucket and went to sleep in a restaurant in Chang 'an.
7. Zhang Xu: Wu, a famous calligrapher in the Tang Dynasty, is good at cursive writing and is called "the sage of grass". Topping off: It's about Zhang Xu's bohemian drunkenness. It is said that whenever Zhang Xu is drunk, he often shouts and runs, grabs a pen and even writes with ink all over his head. After waking up, he looked at his handwriting and thought it was a miracle and could not be recovered. He is called "Zhang Dian" by the world.
Zhang Xu cursive script
8. Jiao Sui: commoner in cloth, famous for drinking, with unknown deeds. Outstanding: radiant. Jiao Yuan called the horn ear cloth in Ganze Ballad.
3. Drinking and writing poems about scenery expanded to 400 words. Drinking swelled into a wet dew smell and got into the nose through the window.
Facing the golden sunshine, I wandered out of the house and came to the yard. It is another fresh morning, and the air is very cold.
A rising sun rises in Ran Ran from the mountains in the east. Gradually, the streets became lively, with passers-by, passing cars and horses, and bustling crowds. What a lively scene.
A moment later, I went back to the hut, poured a glass of sake and wrote a few articles casually. I was immersed in a wonderful fairyland, a secluded mountain forest, and suddenly, I seemed to come to the peach forest where peach blossoms were in full bloom. After waking up, I came to Dongli safely and picked some chrysanthemums.
Chrysanthemums in autumn are another spectacular sight. Leisurely I looked up and saw the beautiful Nanshan. Perhaps, there is an old fairy living on that mountain, misty and clear! Autumn dusk, the breeze in the valley, with a hint of coolness, wrapped in a little floral fragrance, floated to this end of the mountain.
The homing birds flew home in droves. How much life this scene contains is really interesting. At this time, I want to use a word to describe this wonderful scenery, but I have long forgotten what language I will use to describe it.
4. "Drinking" expanded the poem about scenery to 400 words.
A wet smell of dew, through the window, got into the nose. Facing the golden sunshine, I wandered out of the house and came to the yard. It is another fresh morning, and the air is very cold. A rising sun rises in Ran Ran from the mountains in the east.
Gradually, the streets became lively, with passers-by, passing cars and horses, and bustling crowds. What a lively scene.
A moment later, I went back to the hut, poured a glass of sake and wrote a few articles casually. I was immersed in a wonderful fairyland, a secluded mountain forest, and suddenly, I seemed to come to the peach forest where peach blossoms were in full bloom.
After waking up, I came to Dongli safely and picked some chrysanthemums. Chrysanthemums in autumn are another spectacular sight. Leisurely I looked up and saw the beautiful Nanshan. Perhaps, there is an old fairy living on that mountain, misty and clear!
Autumn dusk, the breeze in the valley, with a hint of coolness, wrapped in a little floral fragrance, floated to this end of the mountain. The homing birds flew home in droves.
How much life this scene contains is really interesting. At this time, I want to use a word to describe this wonderful scenery, but I have long forgotten what language I will use to describe it.
5. Appreciation of Drinking Tao Yuanming is a descendant of Tao Kan, the founding father of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It was only in his generation that the family declined. He also worked as an official intermittently for a period of time. His backer was not hard, but his temper was particularly arrogant. Can't play tricks in officialdom, and finally went home to be a hermit. A group of 20 poems "Drinking", written at the beginning of his retirement, generally expressed the pleasure of drunkenness and his perception of life. This is one of the most famous songs.
People living in the world must always find the value of life, otherwise they will be in anxiety and anxiety. And society always has a set of accepted values, which most people take as the basis of their lives. In the era of Tao Yuanming, power, status and reputation were the main values. However, through his own experience, Tao Yuanming has deeply understood that in order to get all this, he must try his best to gain a foothold, strive for it, put on airs, brag and flatter, and be sexual and indispensable. There is no dignity here. Since he is willing to retire from the officialdom, he must deny the socially recognized value scale and find a new explanation for his life.
The first four sentences of this poem are an attitude of avoiding the world, that is, a denial of power and fame. At the beginning, I said that although my residence was built in an environment where people came and went, I couldn't hear the noise of cars and horses. The so-called "noisy chariots and horses" refers to the crowded scene of people with status. Tao Yuanming is also a descendant of the nobility, but he has nothing to do with those who rise and fall in the secular world, and he is left out in the cold. It's a little strange, so ask yourself: how can you do this? Then it comes down to the core of these four sentences-"The heart is far from being biased." Mentally, I have adopted a distant, detached and indifferent attitude towards this world of fame and fortune, and the place where I live will naturally become secluded. Telecentrism is a deviation from the track of social life, which will inevitably lead to the deviation of people running around on this track.
Then, excluding the social value scale, where can people establish the basic point of survival? This involves Tao Yuanming's philosophical thought. This philosophy can be called "natural philosophy". On the one hand, it emphasizes self-cultivation and self-sufficiency, on the other hand, it attaches importance to the unity and harmony between man and nature. In Tao Yuanming's view, people not only exist in society and the relationship between people, but more importantly, every individual life, as an independent spiritual subject, exists in the face of the whole nature and universe. From the origin, human life is a part of nature. It is only because people separate themselves from nature and compete and pursue in illusory power and fame and fortune that life is full of anxiety and contradictions. Therefore, a perfect life can only be achieved by returning to nature.
These truths, if written directly in poetry, become papers; Real poetry is expressed through images. So in the next four sentences, the author still writes about human activities and natural landscapes, and puts philosophy in images. The poem says that I picked chrysanthemums at random in the garden, looked up inadvertently, and my eyes happened to meet Nanshan (Lushan). "Seeing Nanshan leisurely" is not only a light and leisurely state of people, but also a quiet and comfortable feeling of mountains. It seems that at that moment, a melody with the same meaning emanates from people's hearts at the same time, reaching its peak and merging into a light music. The Nanshan Mountain that we can see is surrounded by a mist. Under the setting sun, it is indescribable beauty, and flocks of birds are flying back to the mountains together. This is the peace and perfection of nature, and it will not be as anxious as people in the secular world, so desperately pursuing things other than life. The poet seems to have completely melted into nature, and life reached a perfect state at that moment.
The last two sentences are the summary of the whole poem: here you can feel the true meaning of life, but you can't find the right language to express it. Practical meaning refers to the harmony between man and nature, which is basically a feeling of life, and logical language is not enough to express its exquisiteness and completeness.
Most of Tao Yuanming's poems are literal and easy to understand. But the connotation is deep and needs to be experienced repeatedly. For young people, there are many things that I am afraid need rich life experience to really understand.
The first four sentences, in the form of questions and answers, reveal a common and interesting life phenomenon-"the heart is far away from itself." The phrase "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence" comes from "keeping your heart away from yourself". It is said that when picking chrysanthemums in Dongli, I accidentally saw Nanshan, so my eyes shook and I was attracted by the beautiful scenery of Nanshan in the evening. While creating the humanistic environment of the house, picking chrysanthemums; Being in Dongli, but fascinated by Nanshan, the whole theme is always expressing the word "far". The "true meaning" of the last two sentences is here, and so is "forgetting words". The so-called "true meaning" is actually the self-satisfied life interest brought by Ren Zhen's "heartbeat"; The so-called "forgetting words" means that in Tao Yuanming's view, there are always some people who are in favor of the situation, and people who are in cahoots can't appreciate this kind of life interest!
6. Approach the composition of Li Bai's drinking poems and walk into Li Bai's 600-word composition.
The foot of my bed is shining brightly, and I suspect there is frost on the ground. I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Maybe that's where I came into contact with you!
You wrote a poetic world with your brush strokes. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and you come and I go, and how the water of the Yellow River goes out of the sky and into the sea is gone forever. How many beautiful scenery you have seen, how many rugged places you have walked through, in front of friends, you uttered a sound deep in the Peach Blossom Pond in thousands of feet, which is not as good as Wang Lun's feelings for me; In the face of parting, you said that the sky was far away, and you did your best to hold the cup in your hand. You use your lonely sail to make a far-reaching shadow of the blue sky, and only watch the Yangtze River flow outline a beautiful picture. Since God has given you a gift to use, let it work! Spin a thousand silver coins and they're all back! To express their optimistic and open-minded attitude.
Your arrogant personality makes you romantic, and more than 900 poems make you a poet. You don't want fame and fortune, but you are eager to feed horses, cut wood and travel around the world. You dare to express your inner dissatisfaction. You used your unique way to protest those ugly faces, and you won many praises and praises from the world with your delicate brushwork.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on the fishing boat tomorrow, but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and drown our sorrows in wine. When they are unhappy, do you firmly believe that one day I will ride the wind and waves and sail straight across the deep sea? Oh, let a courageous person go where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon! ... how much laughter and sadness did you write? After experiencing the hardships of life, you shouted "Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those dignitaries who will never suffer" and embarked on a pleasant journey.
Li Bai, you are Mount Everest in the Tang poetry, and you are the long river of Wan Li in the spiritual world. You have moistened generations of descendants with your poems for thousands of years, and you have sublimated yourself to an unattainable height in this eternity!
7. Li Bai's story of drinking and writing poems Li Bai's legendary story Li Bai (AD 70 1-762), a native of Zhangming County, Mianzhou, Sichuan Province, was a great poet in the Tang Dynasty. Most of his poems reflect the magnificent natural scenery of the motherland, express his love for the motherland and his pursuit of freedom, and sharply criticize the political corruption at that time.
The story book "Iron pestle grinds into a needle" is like this: It is said that Li Bai did not study hard when he was a child and gave up halfway. One day, on the road, I saw an old woman grinding an iron bar and said that she would grind it into a needle.
Li Bai was moved. He studied hard and finally made great achievements. This is the story of "the iron pestle is ground into a needle".
Li Bai was politically frustrated in his later years. With a melancholy mood, he traveled to Xuancheng, Nanling, Shexian (in Anhui), quarrying and other places, writing poems, drinking and roaming famous mountains and rivers. One morning, as usual, Li Bai was buying wine in a hotel on the street in Shexian County when he suddenly heard someone ask in the woodshed next door, "Old man, how can you pick so much firewood at your age?" Where do you live? " The answer is hearty laughter.
Then, I heard someone chanting a poem loudly: "Selling with a negative salary, selling wine will go to the west. Excuse me, where is home? Go through the clouds and enter Cui Wei! " Li Bai was surprised.
Who is this? Unexpectedly, I sang such a touching poem casually! He asked the bartender, who told him: This is an old man named Xu Xuanping. He hates the government, sees through the secular world and lives in seclusion in the mountains, but no one knows which mountain he lives in. Recently, he often travels around here. Every day at dawn, he saw Chai Jin Town with flower spoons and bamboo sticks hanging on the firewood.
He drank while selling firewood, and when he was drunk, he sang poems along the way. Passers-by think he is crazy. Li Bai thought: Isn't this the same "poetry idiot" as himself? He immediately turned and went out, only to see the old man on the street bridge. Although he walked very hard, Li Bai couldn't catch up anyway.
Catch up with the small bridge, cross the bamboo forest and bypass the tributaries of the river. Li Bai is so tired that his back aches and his legs ache. By the time he looked again, the old man had already disappeared. Li Bai sighed: "I really met a fairy!" "He lifted his robe and hurried forward, but he still didn't see the old man and had to come back disappointed.
That night, Li Bai couldn't sleep, recalling that he hadn't made many real poetry friends except Du Fu for most of his life. I didn't expect to meet such a poet today, but the opportunity can't be missed. I have to find him! The next day, Li Bai waited at the gate of Chai Caohang until sunset, and there was no trace of the old man.
On the third day, the fourth day, I failed every day. On the fifth morning, Li Bai picked up the hip flask and set off with dry food.
He made up his mind that if he couldn't find the old man, he would die in the mountains here. Over the hill full of wild flowers, across the swift stream, through the thorns, for more than a month, I still haven't seen the shadow of the old man.
Li Bai is a little discouraged. At this moment, he remembered his mother-in-law who used an iron pestle to grind needles when she was a teenager. My mother-in-law put it well: "As long as you have the determination, the iron pestle is ground into a needle."
If you want to find the old man, it depends on your perseverance. Thinking of this, Li Bai tightened his belt, gritted his teeth and walked on.
Tired, lie on the rock and sleep for a while; When you are hungry, pick a handful of wild fruits to satisfy your hunger; When you are addicted to alcohol, you can have a nice drink with a hip flask. That night, the sunset glow dyed the sky red, and the clear spring and the bamboo set each other off, which was particularly beautiful.
Li Bai misses the old man so much that he can't enjoy the scenery. He dragged his tired body and limped to the foot of the mountain near Huangshan.
Turning the mountain pass, I saw a boulder standing in front of me, which seemed to be engraved with words. Li Bai forgot his fatigue, jumped on him and identified him carefully. Oh, it turned out to be a poem: "After thirty years of seclusion, a room was built at the top of Nanshan."
Play with the bright moon in the quiet night and drink Biquan at leisure. The woodcutter sings on the ridge, and the valley birds play in front of the rocks.
I don't know how old I am, but I forgot the year of Jiazi. After reading it for three times, Li Bai lost his voice and cried, "Wonderful! Wonderful! What a fairy voice! " I thought to myself: when I see the old man, I must worship three times and ask for advice.
Although I have been dealing with poetry for decades, it is really the first time for me to appreciate this poem with the fragrance of wild flowers. He turned around and saw a pile of rice lying on the flat ground next to the cliff stone. It seems that it must be Lao Xu Man Xuanping.
Li Bai simply squatted aside, enjoying the scenery in the mountains, while waiting for the old man to harvest food. When it was dark, Li Bai suddenly heard the sound of knocking from the foot of the mountain. He looked inside and saw a boat rowing on the river below, and an old man with a flowing beard stood at the bow and paddled.
Li Bai stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, old man, where is Xu Xuanping's home?" It turns out that this old man is Lao Xu Man Xuanping whom Li Bai is looking for. Last time I saw Li Bai wearing a royal robe, I thought the court sent someone to ask him to be an official, so I never wanted to go to Shexian again. Unexpectedly, this person actually followed.
At this time, the old man glanced at Li Bai, pointed to the fence with his finger and casually replied: "A bamboo pole at the door is Xu Weng's home!" " Li Bai looked up at the lush mountains and asked, "There are bamboos everywhere. Where can I find them? " The old man looked at the dusty and sweaty guest again and asked, "Are you ..." "I'm Li Bai." Say, a deep yi.
The old man froze: "Are you Li Bai? Are you Li Bai? " Li Bai quickly explained his purpose. Hearing this, the old man arched his hands and said, "Oh, you are a poet today! I am just a drop in the sea of poetry.
How can you find a drop of water from this sea for advice? Really not worth it, not worth it! "Say that finish, hold up the boat and walk back. Li Bai grabbed the old man's sleeve and begged, "Old man, it's been three months. I've been looking for you everywhere, and I finally met my teacher. Can't you send me back? " Li Bai's sincere words touched the old man's heart.
The two men looked at each other for a long time, and the old man suddenly grabbed Li Bai and jumped into the boat. Since then, people often sit on the big bluestone beside the stream with the white old man, drinking and reciting poems, whether in the morning glow or in the afterglow of the sunset.
Laughter and the noise of the waterfall are integrated, and they are sent hundreds of miles away with the stream ... Today, when many tourists arrive in Huangshan, they always follow Li Bai's journey along the gurgling stream. Did you get a look at him? Cross Tiger Head Rock and sing string songs.