How to read Tang poems and why to read Tang poems

Reading Tang Poems Singer: Little Turtle.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like clear springs, flowing into my heart, the moonlight in front of the bed, and the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like clear springs, flowing into my heart, acacia red beans, snow in Wushan.

The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

music~

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

The soldiers of the border fortress did not send soldiers, and the guests returned to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

end~<>

Reading Tang Poems", written by Wei Depan, supervised by Gu Jianfen, composed in front of the hood, arranged by Zhang Hongguang, included in the "New School Song", "2010 National Bent Regret Children's Song and Song Grand Prix: 50 Award-winning Songs"**, the excellent ancient poems are composed into musical notes, which is easy for children to learn knowledge and cultivate a sense of musicality in the singing of Youyou.

Recently, I have also taken a fond of reading Tang poems, not only with my children, but also in my spare time I will sit down and read the brand new "Three Hundred Tang Poems".

I vaguely remember that this book was bought for my eldest daughter, who was in junior high school at the time, and she didn't read much after buying a copy to quarrel with her grandson.

Recently, I started to read Tang poems, and my interest stemmed from listening to "Fifty Lectures on Xiong Yi's Tang Poems".

When reading Tang poems, I often mention the word "artistic conception", and if I don't understand the artistic conception of poetry, I can't appreciate the beauty of poetry.

And modern people can't write a beautiful seven-character poem or five-character poem at all, why? Aren't modern people as smart as the ancients? Obviously not, but without that kind of cultural environment.

Although there are many people who study ancient Chinese and have attained great attainments, the overall environment leads us to prefer to express our wishes in the vernacular.

The vernacular is a very practical text that expresses the meaning accurately and clearly. But writing poetry is the opposite, talking about hazy beauty and artistic conception. It's like a poem that people with different cultural levels, backgrounds, and moods have different feelings when reading it.

But even if you can write a good poem, even if you can write a good poem, the meaning of the writing will be relatively simple and easy to understand, and the feelings will be similar to each other.

The great poets of the Tang Dynasty are recognized as the most simple and understandable poems written by Bai Juyi, which is the style that Bai Juyi deliberately pursues. Even so, the artistic conception of his poems is beyond the reach of modern people.

At the end of Bai Juyi's long poem "Song of Long Hatred" are very famous four sentences: "In heaven, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a branch." The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred is endless! ”

Most of the famous sentences recited through the ages are ** Tang poems.

It is still in Bai Juyi's poem "Pipa Xing": "Don't have sorrow and hatred, silence is better than sound at this time" and "The same is the end of the world, why should we have known each other" are also famous sentences through the ages.

We will encounter this kind of artistic conception at some stage of our lives, and we can't help but feel emotionally when we think of such verses at this time.

I don't want to memorize thousands of poems like the contestants in the poetry conference, but I selectively remember those poems with beautiful artistic conceptions, those poems that can express specific scenes such as climbing, seeing off, nostalgia, etc.

I don't read Tang poetry to appear more "advanced" than others.

I just want to be able to more truly feel the beauty of the artistic conception that poetry gives us that reaches the heart. Let our ordinary life also have "poetry and distance". Because poetry is "far away" from us, and "far away" is also far away from us, so poetry can make our lives feel colorful!

Language defamiliarization is written into middle school Chinese textbooks.

In the article "How to Read Poems" in the second lesson of the first unit of "Selected Poems of Ai Qing" in the first volume of the current junior high school Chinese (organized by the Ministry of Education, edited by Wen Rumin, People's Education Publishing House, 2018 edition), it is written: "Poets extract language from daily life, enlighten and eliminate disadvantages and deal with 'defamiliarization', so that the energy of poetic language is greater and the expression is more novel and unique. ”

Among them, "defamiliarization" refers to the theory of defamiliarization, which was proposed by the Russian critic Shklovsky in 1917, but his creative practice has existed in ancient times. It is to express familiar things as unfamiliar things, so as to create a double sense of re-strangeness in the presentation of language and the experience of word connotation. (Yin Caigan's "Language Defamiliarization, Should Be Leisurely" in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas.")

Frontiers of Education, Issue 3, 2023) Chinese teachers often use the "language defamiliarization model (referred to as the "Sanmo Method") explored by the contemporary Sichuan writer, poet and critic Yin Caiqian to explain: "abnormal and quiet collocation of words", "heterogeneity of words", "semantic (or contextual) confrontation", etc. This "language defamiliarization model" has been written into the lecture notes of "Introduction to Poetry Creation" as an innovative method of poetry; As an innovative method of lyrics, it was written into the textbook of "Lecture Notes on Lyric Creation", and as an innovative method of writing, it was compiled into "Poetry Writing Course" and "Creative Writing Course", and at the same time, "Modern Chinese", "Introduction to Linguistics", "Common Stylistics Course", etc., set off a "wave of exploration of poetry (lyrics) language defamiliarization", and achieved good results.

Yin Caigan, "Exploration of the Defamiliarization of Poetry Language"). Decades of creative practice have shown that "defamiliarization" is indeed a good way to bring vitality to literary and artistic creation.

01.Read physical books carefully, read less e-books.

Monk Wang is a book lover, and he likes to collect books because of his love for books. But I like to read physical books, Iwakuhe holds it in my hand, and I read it with a steady breath, so that I can remember it well, think deeply, and gradually gain something. Therefore, the monk defeated Kuan and suggested:

If the conditions are weak, try to buy physical books, read e-books "in fragments", or you can't meditate, or you can't remember it firmly. This is one of them.

02.Choose books according to your interests, and treasure hunting is the happiest.

I don't like to be rude with my book list, and I always explore with curiosity and interest, gradually deepening and broadening. The so-called "Iwakuzu horizontal reading, vertical thinking" is also. If reading becomes a burden, or you think that you can't take detours by relying on book lists, you don't know, only exploration can be fun, and only detours can grow.

Therefore, the monk suggested: Reading depends on interest, and only after reading one can you search for other books to read. Therefore, there is still no book list here. This is the second one.

03.Intensive reading, close reading, and slow reading are the tricks.

Although the monk has the name of "broad", in fact, it is nothing more than a detailed reading. There is a layer of gain from reading a book, and there will be another gain from reading it roughly, instead of being greedy for more and faster, reading it in a panic, and forgetting it in a daze, in fact, there is not much meaning. Therefore, the monk advised:

Reading should be intensive, slow, and perusal, and read over and over again. If you don't read the book three times, don't say you've read it. Thirdly.

Reading Tang Poems", written by Wei Depan, supervised and composed by Gu Jianfen, arranged by Zhang Hongguang, and included in "New School Song", composing excellent ancient poems into musical notes, it is easy for children to learn knowledge and cultivate a sense of musicality in the singing of Youyou.

The lyrics of "Reading Tang Poems" are as follows:

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window. High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems. Tang poems are like clear springs, flowing into my heart, the moonlight in front of the bed, and the snow outside the window. High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems. Tang poems are like clear springs, flowing into my heart, acacia red beans, snow in Wushan. The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry. Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain. The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry. Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window. High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems. Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window. High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems. Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain. The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry. Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain. The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry. Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Reading Tang Poems Singer: Little Turtle.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like clear springs, flowing into my heart, the moonlight in front of the bed, and the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like clear springs, flowing into my heart, acacia red beans, snow in Wushan.

The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

music~

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

The soldiers of the border fortress did not send soldiers, and the guests returned to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

The soldiers of the border fortress, the guests returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

end~<>

Song: Read Tang poems.

Singing: Lin Miaoke.

Moonlight in front of the windowSnow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

The moonlight window in front of the bed lacks snow outside.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

Soldiers from the border village returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

Soldiers from the border village returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

The moonlight in front of the bed, the snow outside the window.

High-flying egrets, floating geese.

There are paintings in Tang poems, and there are songs in Tang poems.

Tang poems are like a clear spring, flowing into my heart.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

Soldiers from the border village returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.

Acacia red beans, snow of Wu Mountain.

Soldiers from the border village returning to their hometowns.

There is joy in Tang poetry, and there is suffering in Tang poetry.

Tang poems are told to me by ancestors.