Countless geese parked by the lake in the evening have been eager to fly north until dawn. Music homesickness translation and annotation translation
The cold mountain plays the flute to call spring back to the earth, and the moved people cry at each other.
The geese that have stopped at Dongting Lake for countless nights are eager to fly north before dawn.
The main purpose of appreciating this poem is not to write about the homesickness of foot soldiers, but to blame immigrants.
The first two sentences of this poem are about smelling the flute. At this time, spring came, the mountains were still green, and the night was still cold. Someone in the army played the flute, as if the Qiangdi was calling for spring to return to the earth, and the scenery was like the Great Wall. The sound of the flute and the scene excited the homesickness of the foot soldiers and even destroyed the relocated households. They couldn't help crying and longed to fly back to their hometown in the northern part of the Central Plains immediately. Then, the poet remembered the legend that wild geese returned to the north. Every autumn, geese fly from the north to Yan Hui Peak in Hengshan, Hunan for the winter. I will fly back to the north next spring. This legend is used in the last two sentences. The poet fully understands the feeling that geese are eager to fly north as soon as spring arrives, and admires the freedom of geese to fly north as long as they wait until spring, so he says, "Don't wait until dawn." Compared with geese, migratory birds can't return to the north even in spring. There is regret and resentment here: the spring of emigration-the forgiveness of the imperial court-has not yet come with the natural spring.
With a trance-like state of mind in the northern frontier, the poet actually wrote the grievances of the people who moved south, which made him feel unique and interesting. He also borrowed wild geese to fly north in spring, not only to invite the guests to return. The metaphor is appropriate, the technique is euphemistic and quite innovative. The whole poem is ingenious in conception, complex in emotion, jumping in image and dense in needle and thread. The title is "Smelling the flute in spring night", but the first two sentences seem to say that spring has not come back yet, so someone "plays the flute to call for spring return", which makes the guests very sad; At the turning point of the last two sentences, I used the legend of Yan Hui Peak to imagine that the flute would summon spring, and the geese flew north overnight. All this is induced by the sound of the flute. Spring and night are bustling places, symbolizing political neglect and deep hope. Between the first sentence and the second sentence, from the scene before us to the imaginary legend, from reality to hope, from the flute in the cold mountain to the moving guests, and then to the geese flying at night in the Dongting, the poet's complex thoughts and feelings are vividly displayed in the superposition of this series of specific images. It begins when people call for spring to return. As the geese fly north, people leave the geese and return. Spring has not warmed the world, with endless grievances and unspeakable melancholy.
Li Yi (about 750-830), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was a native of Liangzhou Ancient Collection (now Liangzhou District, Wuwei City, Gansu Province) and later moved to Zhengzhou, Henan Province. He was a scholar in the fourth year of Dali (769) and was first appointed as Zheng County Commandant. He was not allowed to be promoted for a long time. In 783, Jianzhong was awarded the title of scholar. Frustrated in his official career, he abandoned his post and wandered around Zhao Yan. He is famous for his frontier poems, and he is good at quatrains, especially the seven verses. Li yi
I am worried about watching the snow and smelling the cock crow, alone in the sky. Wan Li, thousands of miles away, in February and March, people are sad. There are thousands of palaces on the shore and new branches of willows. Who are you green for? ? Whose needle and thread is broken? Little by little, I burst into tears. It was his spring that brought sadness. Where did the sadness go? The sand sea is unfathomable with ice, clouds are rolling and clouds are comfortable, and Wan Li is condensed. Sleeping in the afternoon window is clever, where is the spring sorrow? Where is a red BMW? Just send ancient trees to Western jackdaw at dusk. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . Ten years of tears, a few spots of snail incense wall dust. A towel and a thistle stick, in the north of the city, the west wind is full of sorrow. The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. Much like a flower, it seems that it is not a flower, and no one falls to the ground. There was a red candle burning in the hall, and the flame was long and short, and there was a bitter tear of acacia. Spring has come and gone for a long time. A trace of sadness entered the eyebrows.