Qiuxing Eight Songs Genre, Qiuxing Eight Songs Author

Yulu withers the maple forest, and Wushan Wuxia is depressed.

The waves in the river and the sky surge, plugging the wind and clouds and grounding yin.

Cong Ju opened his tears twice, and the lonely boat was the heart of the old garden.

The cold clothes are urging the knife ruler everywhere, and the White Emperor City is in a hurry and the anvil is twilight.

The sunset in the lonely city of Kuifu is slanting, and every time you look at Jinghua according to the South Dipper.

Listen to the ape's three tears, and follow the August chariot.

The incense burner of the painting province violates the pillow, and the mountain building is hidden in sorrow.

Please look at the stone vine Luo Yue, has been reflected in the front of the reed flowers.

Qianjia Mountain Guo Jing Zhaohui, Riri Jianglou sits on Cuiwei.

The fishermen of Xinsu are also general, and the swallows fly in the early autumn.

Kuang Heng's anti-sparse reputation is thin, and Liu Xiang's heart is against it.

Many of the classmates are not cheap, and Wuling Qiu Ma is light and fat.

Hearing that Chang'an is like a game of chess, the world is sad for a hundred years.

The princes and princes are all new owners, and the civil and military clothes are different from the past.

The golden drum of Guanshan in the north is shocked, and the west is late.

The fish and dragon are lonely and the autumn river is cold, and the old country lives in peace.

Penglai Palace is facing Nanshan, and the golden stem is exposed between the Han Dynasty.

Looking at the Yaochi in the west, the queen mother descended, and the purple air was full of letters in the east.

The clouds move the pheasant's tail to open the palace fan, and the sun surrounds the dragon scales to recognize the holy face.

One bedroom Cangjiang is shocking at night, and several times the green trivial point to work.

Qutang Gorge Mouth Qujiang Head, thousands of miles of wind and smoke are connected to Suqiu.

The calyx sandwiches the city through the royal air, and the hibiscus garden is worried.

The bead curtain embroidered pillar surrounds the yellow bird, and the white gull rises on the brocade cable tooth wall.

Looking back at the pitiful singing and dancing place, Qinzhong has been an imperial state since ancient times.

Kunming Chishui Han Shi Gong, Emperor Wu is in the eyes.

The weaver girl silk is empty of the night moon, and the stone whale scales move the autumn wind.

The wave drifting wild rice is dark and black, and the dew cold lotus room is pink.

The sky is only a bird road, and the rivers and lakes are full of fishermen.

Kunwu Yusu is self-sufficient, and the purple pavilion peak is in the shade of the United States.

Fragrant rice pecks at the remaining parrot grains, and the green phoenix perches on the old phoenix branches.

The beauties asked each other in the spring, and the immortals moved in the same boat at night.

The colored pen used to dry the weather, and the white head was bitter and low.

Genre: Seven-character poetry.

Genre: Seven-character poetry.

Yulu withers the maple forest, and Wushan Wuxia is depressed.

The waves in the river and the sky surge, plugging the wind and clouds and grounding yin.

Cong Ju opened his tears twice, and the lonely boat was the heart of the old garden.

The cold clothes are urging the knife ruler everywhere, and the White Emperor City is in a hurry and the anvil is twilight.

The sunset in the lonely city of Kuifu is slanting, and every time you look at Jinghua according to the South Dipper.

Listen to the ape's three tears, and follow the August chariot.

The incense burner of the painting province violates the pillow, and the mountain building is hidden in sorrow.

Please look at the stone vine Luo Yue, has been reflected in the front of the reed flowers.

Qianjia Mountain Guo Jing Zhaohui, Riri Jianglou sits on Cuiwei.

The fishermen of Xinsu are also general, and the swallows fly in the early autumn.

Kuang Heng's anti-sparse reputation is thin, and Liu Xiang's heart is against it.

Many of the classmates are not cheap, and Wuling Qiu Ma is light and fat.

Hearing that Chang'an is like a game of chess, the world is sad for a hundred years.

The princes and princes are all new owners, and the civil and military clothes are different from the past.

The golden drum of Guanshan in the north is shocked, and the west is late.

The fish and dragon are lonely and the autumn river is cold, and the old country lives in peace.

Penglai Palace is facing Nanshan, and the golden stem is exposed between the Han Dynasty.

Looking at the Yaochi in the west, the queen mother descended, and the purple air was full of letters in the east.

The clouds move the pheasant's tail to open the palace fan, and the sun surrounds the dragon scales to recognize the holy face.

One bedroom Cangjiang is shocking at night, and several times the green trivial point to work.

Qutang Gorge Mouth Qujiang Head, thousands of miles of wind and smoke are connected to Suqiu.

The calyx sandwiches the city through the royal air, and the hibiscus garden is worried.

The bead curtain embroidered pillar surrounds the yellow bird, and the white gull rises on the brocade cable tooth wall.

Looking back at the pitiful singing and dancing place, Qinzhong has been an imperial state since ancient times.

Kunming Chishui Han Shi Gong, Emperor Wu is in the eyes.

The weaver girl silk is empty of the night moon, and the stone whale scales move the autumn wind.

The wave drifting wild rice is dark and black, and the dew cold lotus room is pink.

The sky is only a bird road, and the rivers and lakes are full of fishermen.

Kunwu Yusu is self-sufficient, and the purple pavilion peak is in the shade of the United States.

Fragrant rice pecks at the remaining parrot grains, and the green phoenix perches on the old phoenix branches.

The beauties asked each other in the spring, and the immortals moved in the same boat at night.

The colored pen used to dry the weather, and the white head was bitter and low.

The author of the eight poems of Qiuxing is Du Fu. "Eight Songs of Autumn Xing" is a group of poems by the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu, and it is a representative work of Du Fu's seven poems. Each one uses a unique expressive technique to express the author's thoughts and emotions from different angles.

The whole poem is sentimental and sad, and uses the tragic and lonely scene of late autumn to express the sad state of mind of people in their twilight years, who are scattered, adrift, and empty-minded, and expresses the deep sorrow of life experience, the pain of separation and the thoughts of their hometown, which is tragic and desolate, and the artistic conception is profound. Later scholars have studied this group of poems a lot and received rave reviews.

Du Fuhuai Fuyin (February 12, 712, 770), the character is beautiful, self-named Shaoling Ye Lao, the great realist lead hall poet of the Tang Dynasty, and Li Bai is called "Li Du". Born in Gong County, Henan Province, he is originally from Xiangyang, Hubei. In order to distinguish it from the other two poets Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Li Du", Du Fu and Li Bai are also called "Big Li Du", and Du Fu is often called "Old Du".

"Eight Songs of Autumn Xing" was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu, which was written by the author when he was in Sichuan, with the theme of looking at Chang'an from afar, and is the representative work of Du Fu's seven poems. Du Fu was a famous modernist poet of the Tang Dynasty, known as the "Saint of Poetry" by later generations, and his poems were called "History of Poetry".

Eight Songs of Autumn Xing: Part I".

Yulu withers the maple forest, and Wushan Wuxia is depressed.

The waves in the river and the sky surge, plugging the wind and clouds and grounding yin.

Cong Ju opened his tears twice, and the lonely boat was the heart of the old garden.

The cold clothes are urging the knife ruler everywhere, and the White Emperor City is in a hurry and the anvil is twilight.

Translations. The maple trees gradually withered and mutilated under the erosion of late autumn dew, and the weather in Wushan and Wuxia was also very gloomy.

The waves in Wuxia were monstrous, and the dark clouds above were gloomy, as if they were about to press to the ground.

It has been two years since the flowers bloomed and fell, and when I look at the blooming flowers, I can't help but cry when I think that I haven't been home for two years. The boat was still tied to the shore, just like it was tied to my heart, which I missed my hometown.

It's time to make winter clothes again, and the sound of the anvil pounding winter clothes on the White Emperor City is as tight as a burst.

Appreciation. "Eight Songs of Autumn Xing: Part I" sets off the gloomy and turbulent atmosphere through the autumn scenery of Wushan and Wuxia. The atmosphere of the whole poem is gloomy, with a deep and majestic artistic conception, expressing the author's feelings of worrying about the country, and the last two sentences show the difficult detention of the guest, and the whole poem is deep and subtle, intriguing.

The appreciation of one of the eight songs of Qiuxing is as follows:

1. Start writing straight to the point and point out the place and time in the scene, and then use the tragic scene of the dual sentence to vividly express the turbulent and auspicious situation of the poet and the current situation, the uncertain future and the tumultuous and unstable mood in the author's chest;

2. The neck couplet has shifted from continuing to describe the scenery to direct lyricism, and the autumn scenery touches the feelings of the detainee;

3, the tail couplet in the chronological passage of time to write the sound of autumn, the last two sentences of the poem, close the whole poem, back to the scene, the sequence from the day to the twilight, the guest detention of the love is more difficult, so it can be knotted and born, the following is written Kuizhou lonely city, one go;

4. The whole poem takes autumn as the commander, writes about the twilight years of wandering, old and sick, and the destruction of the lake in the detention river, the rise and fall of the country and the stumbling of life in the face of the bleak autumn scene, the memories of the prosperous era of Chang'an, the sadness caused by the comparison between the present and the past, and the sadness caused by the comparison between the past and the present.

5. The whole poem is in the bleak and grieved, with the artistic conception of Shen Xiong Boli, the rhythm of Seiko, the words are colorful, the depression is frustrated, the tragic and desolate artistic conception is profound, and it is heartwarming to read, which is the most typical performance of Du Lu's unique style and has high artistic achievements.