What do you think of Rainforest Lin written by Liu Yong?

It's beautiful, a touch of sadness, but it also reveals ambition.

1.Yoo Young is a unique poet. He has an irrepressible talent, a sensitive and fragile temperament, but he has repeatedly failed to succeed in his career, so he indulges in a deep and harmonious experience to resist the fate of creation.

2.But he is unwilling to sink here, always thinking about the distant imperial hometown and the ** list, it is these collisions, squeezing the nostalgia and struggle in the depths of his heart, that have achieved his legendary tragic life.

3.For a wanderer who is frustrated in life, parting is an unforgettable situation, which makes people escape a warm reunion in an instant, so as to once again appreciate the loneliness and helplessness in life.

4.This poem is Yoo Yong's masterpiece. This is the author's farewell to his lover when he left Bianjing and went south. In the words, all kinds of bleak and desolate autumn scenes set off and render the parting feelings, and draw a picture of the parting of the autumn river.

5.The author's frustration in his career, having to leave Kyoto for a long journey, and having to break up with his beloved, are intertwined with the pain that makes him feel particularly uncomfortable. He gave a true picture of the parting scene.

Hello dear, according to the situation described by your Dong Chi, it is rumored that Liu Yong's "Yu Nahuai Li Linling" was written to his wife Li. In the preface to "Yulin Bell", Liu Yong wrote: "Since I have been married to the Li family, I know each other very well, and every time I am in the beautiful scenery and festivals, I have not spoken in harmony, or wrote a chapter of poems, so as to forget the form.

It can be seen that this poem was written by Liu Yong to express his love and longing for his wife.

Yu Linlin's verses are as follows:

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!Where do you wake up tonight?The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who do you talk to?

Translations. The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. Chong Rudu Gate tent drink clueless, nostalgia, Lan Zhou urged. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

The cry of the autumn cicadas is desolate and urgent, and in the evening, in the face of the long pavilion, the showers have just stopped. I set up a tent on the outskirts of Kyoto, but I didn't have the mood to drink, and when I was reluctant to give up, the people on the boat were already urging me to leave. Holding each other's hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were choked up and speechless.

Thinking of the long way to go, thousands of miles of smoke and waves are bright, and the clouds and mist in the evening shroud the southern sky, deep and vast, and there is no end in sight.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!Where do you wake up tonight?The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who do you talk to?

Since ancient times, amorous people have always been sad about parting, let alone in this cold and bleak autumn! Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid that there is only the willow shore, facing the bleak morning breeze and the waning moon of dawn.

After a long time of separation, I expected that even if I encountered good weather and good scenery, it would be like a fiction. Even if you are full of affection, who will you talk to?

faint sadness, but even more revealing ambition. It's beautiful.

It's Yulinling, not Yulinlin.

Yulin bell chilling cicada poignant.

Song Dynasty lyricist Liu Yong.

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.

The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!

Where to wake up tonight, the willow shore is dawning and the moon is waning.

This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who do you talk to?

Translation: The cicadas in autumn are so desolate and rapid, facing the long pavilion, it is evening, and a torrential rain has just stopped. I set up a tent outside Kyoto Castle, but I didn't have the mood to drink, and when I was reluctant to give up, the people on the boat were already urging me to leave.

Holding hands and looking at each other, tears were full of tears, until the end they were speechless, and a thousand words choked in their throats and could not speak.

Thinking of going back to the south this time, one journey after another, thousands of miles away, a wave of smoke, and the foggy Chudi sky at night was boundless. Since ancient times, the saddest thing for amorous people is parting, not to mention that it is this bleak and cold autumn, how can this sorrow be endured! Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight?

I'm afraid that there is only the willow shore, facing the bleak morning breeze and the waning moon of dawn.

After many years of separation, the people who love each other are not together, and I expect that even if I encounter good weather and good scenery, it will be like a fiction. Even if you have a full stomach of affection, who can you enjoy it with?

Yulin Ling Yanagi.

The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.

The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!

Where to wake up tonight, the willow shore is dawning and the moon is waning.

This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who do you talk to?