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Spring dawn. Written by Tang Meng Haoran.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Translation: Spring is good for sleeping, and before you know it, the sky is dawning;

I woke up to the sound of birds chirping everywhere.

In the night, there seems to be a rustling of wind and rain;

Oh, wind and rain, I don't know how many flowers have fallen?

La-la-la-la.

This is Meng Haoran's spring dawn. Verse] Spring sleep is not aware, and birds are heard everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

Source] Tang Meng Haoran "Spring Dawn" [Translation 1] Morning birds chirp, and good dreams are resting. Wake up late from spring sleep, the red sun has been on the branches, think last night, the wind and rain are dashing, who knows, how many flowers fall?

Translation 2] Spring sleep is in full swing, and there are chirping birds everywhere. Hearing the sound of the wind and rain last night, I don't know how many flowers were injured and blown down?

Meaning 1] After a night of wind and rain, the poet wakes up and thinks about the fate of flowers. It depicts the scene of a beautiful and vibrant spring morning, expressing the cherishing and caring feelings for Chunfang. The poem is extremely clear and clear, but also quite euphemistic and subtle.

Awareness: Perception. Dawn: Dawn. Smell: Hear. Fall: Fall. Know: Know.

Spring dawn. Meng Haoran.

I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.

The poem is about the scenery of a spring morning. The two sentences "I don't know when I sleep in spring, I hear birds everywhere" is to say: The night is short in spring, and after falling asleep, the sky is already dawning, and there are birds and birds chirping everywhere.

These two poems grasp the acoustic characteristics of birdsong everywhere in the spring morning, rendering an intoxicating artistic conception of spring, and setting off the vitality in the spring morning. "The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall", the poet woke up from a sweet dream and wanted to get up, recalling the sound of wind and rain last night, so he wanted to see that there must be a lot of falling flowers in the wind and rain, and the auditory image here is "the sound of wind and rain."

It is by no means a sentimental "heart-breaking sound", but a rich "renewal song". For thousands of years, people have recited it, ** it, as if in this short quatrain, contains endless artistic treasures.

I slept sweetly until dawn on a spring night, and when I woke up, I heard only the chirping of birds outside the window.

Recalling that last night seemed to have rained and blown wind, the stone steps of the courtyard must have been covered with colorful fallen flowers.

Spring dawn and spring sleep do not know, everywhere I hear birds crying at night, wind and rain, flowers falling, how much do you know this poem is the work of the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Haoran.

The poet seizes the momentary association when he just woke up on the spring morning, depicts a gorgeous picture of the spring morning, and expresses the poet's love for spring and cherishing the beautiful heart of spring.

The first sentence breaks the topic, writing the sweetness of spring sleep; also reveals the love for the bright morning sun; The second sentence is the scene, writing the pleasant sound of spring, and also explaining the reason for waking up; The three sentences are turned into memories, and the last sentence is back in front of me, turning from happy spring to cherishing spring. The language of the whole poem is easy and approachable, natural and natural, the words are shallow and strong, the scenery is true and the feelings are true, and the true interest of nature is deep. The language of "Spring Dawn" is easy and approachable, natural and natural, and there is no trace of artificial carving at all.

Meng Haoran's introduction:

Meng Haoran (689-740), known as Hao, was a native of Xiangyang, Xiangzhou (now Xiangyang, Hubei), and was known as Meng Xiangyang. Because he never entered the office, he was also called Mengshan, and was a famous landscape and pastoral poet in the Tang Dynasty.

Meng Haoran was born in the Tang Dynasty, and in his early years, he had ambitions to use the world, and after the difficulties and pain and disappointment of his career, he was still able to respect himself, not kitsch, and was a hermit for life. He once lived in seclusion in Lumen Mountain. At the age of 40, he traveled to Chang'an, and he was not ranked in the Jinshi.

He once wrote poems in Taixue, and his name moved the minister, and he was convinced, and he put down his pen for it. In the twenty-fifth year of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, Zhang Jiuling was recruited by the shogunate, and then went into seclusion. Most of Meng's poems are five-character short stories, mostly writing about landscapes and pastorals, the pleasure of seclusion, and the mood of detention and service.

Spring sleep is not aware, everywhere to hear the birds, the night to come, the wind and rain, how much do you know" what does "mean?

In the spring, before I know it, the day has dawned, and it is the chirping bird that disturbs my sleep. The sound of wind and rain continued last night, and I don't know how much the delicate spring flowers were blown off? [Source]Chunxiao (Meng Haoran) is not aware of spring sleep, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much.