The preface to King Teng s Pavilion expresses what kind of feelings the author has

First of all, the author expresses his political ambitions and feelings of unfairness in life. "It is difficult to cross the mountain, who is sad and lost? When they meet in Pingshui, they are all guests from other places.

Emperor Huai is gone, what year is the Fengxuan room? "There is no way to ask for help, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; There is a pen with a pen, and Mu Zong's long wind. The author cherishes the king and longs to be useful, but his fate is sloppy and he sighs to himself, which is not only related to the concept of personal fame and wealth, but also contains the ambition to serve the country and help the world.

He sighed, "The sky is high and the earth is high, and I feel that the universe is infinite; In fact, through thinking about life in the universe, we realize the shortness of life, so we are eager to realize the value of life. Of course, "bad luck and bad fate" is a negative fatalistic thought anyway. The contrast between "the infinite universe" and "the abundance and the void" also reveals some emotions of impermanence in life.

1. The majestic and tall Tengwang Pavilion was built on the shore of Jiangzhu, and the scene of King Teng's banquet was no longer hidden. Nanpu light clouds swept over the painting building of Tengwang Pavilion in the morning, and the smoke and rain of the West Mountain rolled up the bead curtain of the Zen sail of the Tengwang Pavilion in the evening. The leisurely clouds are reflected in the pond and pass leisurely, and the changing scenery counts the spring and autumn under the starry sky.

Where is the emperor who built this Tengwang Pavilion? Only the Yangtze River outside the threshold flows eastward.

2. "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" is a prose written by the Tang Dynasty writer Wang Bo. The article is written from the topography of Hongzhou and talents to the banquet, the magnificence of the Tengwang Pavilion, the far-reaching view, the autumn attack and the sun, and the scenery is distinct; then from banquets and entertainment to life encounters, expressing the sense of life experience; Then the writer's encounter and confession should be self-inspirational, and finally end with a poem and a self-humble speech.

Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. The three rivers and the five lakes are controlled, and the Ouyue is controlled.

Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bull fight; Outstanding people, Xu Ru went down to Chen Fan's couch. Xiongzhou fog column, Juncai Xingchi. At the turn of the summer of Taihuang Pillow, the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast.

The Yawang of the Governor of Yan Gong, the halberd is far away; Yuwen Xinzhou's Yifan, the curtain is temporarily stationed. Ten days off, winning friends like clouds, thousands of miles to welcome, full of friends. Teng Jiao Qifeng, the word sect of Master Meng; Purple Electric Green Frost, General Wang's arsenal.

The family is slaughtered, and the road is famous; How do you know that the boy is victorious!

The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn. The water is exhausted and the cold pool is clear, and the smoke is condensed and the twilight is purple. Just ride on the road, visit the scenery in Chong'a.

The Changzhou of the emperor, the old museum of heaven and man. The floor is towering and green, and the sky is heavy; Flying Pavilion Xiangdan, next to the ground. Heting Zhuzhu, the lingering of the poor island, the Guidian Lan Palace, the posture of the mountains.

Clothed in embroidery nucleus empty, carved overhead, the mountains are open to its view, and the river is shocking. Lu Yan pounced on the ground, and the bell rang Ding Food House; The ship's maze, the axis of the green finch and the yellow dragon. The clouds are gone, and the color is bright.

The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together and the sky is the same color. The fishing boat sings at night, ringing on the shore of the poor Peng Li, the geese are frightened, and the sound is broken by the pool of Hengyang.

Far away, Yixing flying. Cool and breezy, slender song and white clouds. Suiyuan green bamboo, the bottle of Peng Ze; The stool collapses and the water Zhu Hua, and the light is the pen of the river.

Four beautiful tools, two dilemmas. Poor in the middle of the sky, extremely entertaining in the leisure day. The sky is high and the earth is high, and the universe is infinite; Happiness and sorrow come, and there are many things to know the void.

Looking at Chang'an in the sun, it means that Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extremely deep in the south, and the heavenly pillar is high and the north is far away. "It is difficult to cross the mountain, who is sad and lost?

When they meet in Pingshui, they are all guests from other places. Emperor Huai is gone, what year is the Fengxuan room?

Whew! Bad luck and bad fate. Feng Tang is easy to be old, and Li Guang is difficult to seal.

Qu Jiayi is in Changsha, not without a holy lord; Channeling Liang Hong in the sea song, is there a lack of bright time? The gentleman who relied on saw a few, and the master knew his fate. When you are old and strong, you would rather move the heart of the white head?

Poor and strong, do not fall into the ambition of the clouds, drink the greedy spring and feel refreshed, and be happy when it dries up. Although the North Sea is credit, it can be picked up; The east corner has passed, and it is not too late for mulberry elm. Meng tastes noble and noble, and has the love of serving the country; Ruan is rampant, how can he cry at the end of the road?

Bo three feet micro life, a scholar. "There is no way to ask for help, waiting for the weak crown of the final army; There is a long wind of changing the rough blind and throwing the pen, and loving the Zong. She hairpin wat in Bailing, Fengchen dusk in thousands of miles.

It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, and it is the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting more and more court, and he accompanies Lu right; Now I hold it, and I like to trust the dragon gate. Yang Yi didn't meet, and he felt sorry for Lingyun; The bell period has been met, why is it ashamed to play the flowing water?

Alack! The land is not constant, and it is difficult to have a feast. The Orchid Pavilion has been erected, and the ruins of Zize Hill. Parting words, fortunate to be grateful to Wei Yuan; Ascending to the heights is what is expected of the public. Dare to despise it, be respectful and sparse, give a word, and make all four rhymes. Please sprinkle the Pan River, each pour the land and the sea clouds!

King Teng's high pavilion Linjiang Zhu, Pei Yu Mingluan sang and danced.

The painting hall flies towards the clouds in Nanpu, and the bead curtain rolls up in the rain in the western mountains at dusk.

The shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and the stars change a few degrees of autumn.

Where is the emperor in the cabinet now? The Yangtze River outside the threshold is empty and artesian.

Express his persistent attitude of not falling in ambition despite having no way to serve the country, unswerving sentiment in the face of difficulties, and stronger ambition in the face of adversity. expressed his complex feelings of disappointment and hope, pain and pursuit, frustration and forge ahead, intertwined in his heart.

This Fu describes the surrounding scenery and banquet of King Teng's Pavilion, with an open artistic conception and a far-reaching atmosphere. At the end, it is even more expressive of the feelings of detention and travel, and the hatred that is not encountered. The beginning of the article is ambitious and depressed, which can be said to be the actual situation of Wang Bo's short life, but he is depressed but not wilting, although he has a sense of escapism but hope at the end of the sentence, maybe this is Wang Zi'an's true state of mind at that time.

The text is born from the heart, reading this Fu to care for Wang Zi'an's life, we will have many different feelings. This is a foreign word, but reading this fu does not know the prince's peace of mind, when inferior to a lot. When we read this fu, we were amazed that Wang Bo's words were gorgeous, neat and neat, and the momentum was unrestrained and natural.

We should touch the depths of the author's soul, feel his mentality when he wrote this fu, look for the lonely soul under his exquisite appearance, and the hopeless cry from the depths of his soul, which may increase the charm of this fu's personality, which is an unknown beauty for many people who read this fu. Sigh, read its text and don't know its mentality, the sad cry of the real text? Or is it the reader's sorrow?

To sum up, it is really the general environment when Wang Zi'an wrote this article. To appreciate ancient texts, if you want to know the essence of them, you must first deeply understand the life of the author. Because the ancient texts in our country are all borrowed in the past dynasties to express their nostalgia, or they have not met with words, or they are cynical because they are unable to return to the sky, or they are cynical and cynical because they are hiding from the world in order to protect themselves.

But all of them are borrowed to express their nostalgia, and under the gorgeous or dignified literary brilliance, what is hidden is a soul that is unwilling to be lonely. Their thoughts shimmer under the surface of literary brilliance. There are many gorgeous pen styles, so that their poems can be passed on to future generations, because their words have a substantial soul and the rational thoughts they present in the general environment of the time.

A small ancient text, what we can see is often a microcosm of the society at that time, which is the reason why their words have lasted for a long time, right?