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Full word: looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark? The sycamore is more drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

Translation: I searched everywhere, but all I found was deserted, very miserable.

The warm and cold season is the most unbearable.

Three or two glasses of light wine, how can you suppress the sadness in your heart?

The geese flew by, and I was sad, only to find out that it was the one I knew in my hometown.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, very haggard, who can bear to pick them?

I'm guarding the window, alone, how can I stay up until dark?

The drizzle was beating on the sycamores, and it was dusk, falling little by little.

Eh, how can this kind of "sorrow" be clearly expressed in one sentence?

Hope my answer!

Slow voice Song] Li Qingzhao.

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable.

When it's warm and cold

The hardest thing to do. ③

Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late?

The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? ④

Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark? ⑤

The sycamore is more drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit.

This time, what a sad word! ⑦

Encyclopedia has it. Li Qingzhao (1084-1155) was a female lyricist of the Song Dynasty.

Slowly searching, deserted, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe.

Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

Yellowfare flowers are piled up all over the ground. Haggard and damaged, who can pick it up now? Guarding the window, how can you be born dark alone?

The sycamore is more drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

The poems are as follows:

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

Yellowfare flowers are piled up all over the ground. Haggard and damaged, who can pick it up now? Guarding the window, how can you be born dark alone? The sycamore is more drizzle, and at dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

Slow sound: The word game is based on the imitation of the brand name. Historically, authors have mostly used flat rhyme, and Li Qingzhao's "Shuyu Ci" used the rhyme grid (that is, this word) is the most popular in the world. Ninety-seven characters in double tone, five rhymes before and after the film.

Seeking and seeking: It means that you want to get back everything you have lost, showing a very empty, confused and lost mentality.

Miserable and miserable: sad and depressed.

夏暖也 (huán) Han Tong Fiber: refers to the autumn weather, which suddenly warms up and turns cold.

Will rest: the old dialect, the meaning of rest and conditioning.

How to Fight Him: Deal with, Resist. Evening: One book is "Dawn".

Loss: Indicates a very high degree.

Kan: Yes. Author: Also written as "着".

How to be born: How. Sheng: a verbal particle.

"Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking" is a lyric work by Li Qingzhao, a female lyricist in the Song Dynasty. By describing what he saw, heard, and felt in the autumn of the remnants, this word expresses his loneliness, loneliness, sadness and sorrow due to the collapse of the country and the fall of the world, which has a strong color of the times.

In terms of structure, the work breaks the limitations of the upper and lower films, and concentrates on rendering sorrow in one go, such as crying and complaining, which is deeply moving.

Slow voice, search for seek.

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late? The geese have passed, and they are sad, but they are old acquaintances.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark? Lead plum sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

Exegesis. Warm and cold: It is said that the weather is cold and warm.

Rest: Recuperate, rest, maintain tranquility.

Xiaolai: This book is mostly "late".

Yellow flower: chrysanthemum.

Someone can pick it: Who can pick it with me. Who: Ho, what.

How to become: How, how.

This time: this situation, this view.

Translations. I was alone in the humble room and searched for something lost, but everything in the past was lost in the turmoil, and I could never find it again; There is only a cold and deserted environment in front of you (there is nothing else in the empty room, and the autumn scenery is depressed outside, and this environment causes inner sentimentality, so the feelings of desolation, misery, and sorrow come together, which is painful and unbearable. Autumn is the most difficult to maintain when it is hot or cold.

A few glasses of thin wine in the gut could not withstand the cold wind and chill of the morning. Looking at the sky, but seeing a line of geese passing by, recalling the past in the words sent to her husband Zhao Chengming, I had imagined that the geese were enough to pass the book and exchange messages, but now that the husband is dead, there is no one to send the letter, so I saw the north goose coming south, thinking of the words in the word, the goose is already an old acquaintance, and I feel sad.

The ground is full of scattered yellow flowers, haggard and withered, and now who can pick them with me! Guarding the window all day long, lonely, how easy to get through to the dark! By dusk, it was drizzling again, and little by little, drop by drop, fell on the sycamore leaves, making a heartbreaking sound.

This kind of situation, how can the word "sorrow" be exhausted!

Appreciation. The ancient writers of the Tang and Song dynasties were endowed with prose, while the Yisheng scholars were endowed with slow words. Slow words have the characteristics of Fu's description, and they are fluent, uniform and varied, which can be called "more than Fu".

Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice" has been popular for hundreds of years, and in terms of its content, it is simply a sad autumn fu. And only by reading it with the body can you get its purpose. Li Qingzhao's poem is creative in its approach.

The original tune of "Slow Voice" rhymes with flat words, and the tone is correspondingly slow. However, this poem is changed to rhyme, and repeatedly uses overlapping words and double words, which changes soothing to urgent, and sad to poignant. This word is written in a bold and indulgent pen to excite and sorrow, which is neither euphemistic nor vague, and cannot be included in the euphemistic body.

After the Jingkang Change, Li Qingzhao broke the country, his family died, his husband died, and he was injured by personnel. During this period, her works no longer had the freshness and loveliness of the past, and turned into a gloomy and poignant spring, mainly expressing her nostalgia for her deceased husband Zhao Mingcheng and her lonely and desolate situation. "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking" is one of the typical representative works of this period.

The voice is slow, the voice is reading, the ancient style is long, and the thoughts are far away....

The red leaves cover the mountain, the breeze rises against the railing, and the beautiful woman gently holds the strings in front of the pavilion, mourning and sending thoughts.

The beloved guards the outside of the plug, and returns the house one day.

The voice is slow, the voice sighs, the return date of the king is not due, the clouds are sad, sigh!

The voice is slow, the voice of regret is recited, the ancient wind is leisurely, and the thoughts are far away....

The sound of the beacon fire battle was chaotic, the horn sounded throughout the sky, the general waved his sword with all his courage, and the enemy did not dare to advance.

The beauties of the country are looking forward to returning home as soon as possible.

The voice is slow, the voice sighs, the return date of the wife is not due, the iron slides before the bright Han soft intestines, broken!

Broken Hong's voice was hoarse, and he thought about it.

Holding the scepter alone and enjoying the anointing food, you can't swallow it.

Climb high and rely on the railing, I hope you will return it as soon as possible!

Waving his horse and riding lightly outside, Huma did not dare to commit it!

Broken Hong's voice was hoarse, and he thought about it.

I can't see the beautiful scenery of the rivers and mountains, how can I let Hu Ma commit it.

The robe is spread in the wind, and the thin face is looked at.

Hot-blooded men guard the country, and their children and grandchildren will be passed down from generation to generation!

The voice is slow, the voice is reading, the slow dance is gently shaking the sound of the voice, the voice is slow, the voice is reading, the hot-blooded man is Wei Jiangshan!