This poem comes from the first sentence of the song dynasty poetess Li Qingzhao's "Looking for a Slow Voice". By describing what she saw, heard and felt in late autumn, she expressed her loneliness and sadness caused by the ruin of the country and the indifference of the world. The original text of this poem is as follows:
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: After searching hard, I found that it was barren. How can it not make people sad? It is the most difficult to keep fit in a hot and cold climate. Although I drank a few glasses of light wine, I still couldn't resist the cold of autumn wind in the evening. When I was sad, another flock of geese flew south. That figure, that cry, is an old acquaintance.
Flowers are piled up all over the ground, and chrysanthemums have withered and withered. Who has the heart to pick it now? Sitting alone by the window, the drops of water falling from the plane leaves are heartbreaking. How can this situation be summed up in a sad word?
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After the change of Jingkang, Li Qingzhao's country was broken, her family died, her husband died and she was injured. During this period, her works were no longer fresh and pleasant, nor shallow and low-key, but turned to melancholy and sadness, mainly expressing the memory of her late husband Zhao Mingcheng and her lonely and desolate situation. This word is one of the typical representative works of this period.
The first sentence of this word is unusual, and seven groups of overlapping words are used in succession. Singing repeatedly, wandering in the bleak, tactfully sad, just like hearing a very sad person talking in a low voice. However, before she spoke, she felt that she could make the audience feel her sadness, and when she finished, the sad mood still did not dissipate.
In a bad mood, coupled with the hot and cold weather, the poet can't even sleep. If you can sleep, you can escape the pain in a short time, but the more you want to sleep, the harder it is to sleep, so the poet naturally thinks of her dead husband. Get dressed and get up and have a drink to warm up. But a cold is caused by loneliness, and a person will only feel particularly desolate.
Holding a glass of light wine, on this day, the dark clouds were low and the wind was cold, and suddenly I heard a lonely goose cry. The plaintive voice cut through the sky, once again cut the poet's unhealed wound, and Bai Yuanyang lost her partner. Only when I saw those chrysanthemums did I know that the flowers were haggard and the ground was red, without the elegance of "wine in the east fence, filled with faint fragrance after dusk"
Sudden wind and rain, lonely geese, broken chrysanthemums and phoenix trees, all in sight, make the poet's sorrow overlap and overlap until it is difficult to describe and express. Say bluntly, "How can I get a sad word this time?" Simple and straightforward, but more magical, more charming and more chewy.