Seeing the snow scene from the pavilion in the middle of the lake
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. At about eight o'clock this evening, I took a boat, wore a fur coat and took a stove to see the snow in the middle of the lake. Ice flowers are all over the sky, the sky is bright and watery, and the sky is pure white. The shadow of the lake, only a trace of a long beach, a little outline of the lake, and my boat, two or three boat people on board. (Left: Mao Yu)
In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people laying blankets and a child cooking a wine stove. Seeing it, I was overjoyed and said, "There is no such person in the lake!" " Pull me together and drink with me. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place. While waiting for the boat, the boatman murmured, "Stop talking about your Excellency, you idiot, and people like you are crazy!" " ! "
Appreciation of Snow in Hu Xin Pavilion
In the history of China's prose, the prose in the late Ming Dynasty still occupies a place, although it is not as eye-catching as the pre-Qin philosophers or the Eight Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. It is like a cluster of orchids in the crevice of a deep mountain, with sparse flowers and fresh flowers. Although not bright, it has its own lofty and unconventional charm.
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake.
The first two periods indicate time and place. In the collection, most of the works that I have traveled in the past indicate the dynasty year to show that I have never forgotten my motherland. It is marked here as "five years of Chongzhen", and the same is true. "December", when it snows in the middle of winter, "I live in the West Lake" refers to the adjacent West Lake. The first two sentences of leisure, however, lead to the heavy snow below and the snow on the lake without traces of time and place.
It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared.
Following the beginning, only these two sentences, the shape of the lake closed by heavy snow can be imagined, and it feels chilly to read. The beauty of the author lies not in writing the heavy snow intuitively, but in writing "the people and birds in the lake are dead" through hearing. After writing about the heavy snow, there was silence, lakes and mountains were frozen, people and birds were afraid to go out, they were too cold to make a sound, and even the air seemed to freeze. A word "unique" conveys a cold and gloomy feeling of ice and snow. This is a high degree of freehand brushwork, cleverly drawing the majesty of heavy snow from people's hearing and psychological feelings. This reminds us of Liu Zongyuan's famous Jiang Xue: "There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. " Liu Zongyuan's Snow Map on the River is from a visual point of view. The river is vast, "there is no trace of people and birds", and there are unique fishermen who "catch snow". In Zhang Dai's works, people and birds are silent, but this silence is exactly what people feel, so there are people in silence. Liu's poem is only twenty crosses, and the word "snow" is finally clicked, which can be said to be the cause of the result. Zhang Dai wrote that "three days of heavy snow" caused "all the birds in the lake died", which can be said to be every cloud has a silver lining. They have different mechanisms, but they also achieve the artistic effect of vividly depicting scenery. If "there are no birds in a hundred mountains and no footprints in a thousand paths" in "Jiang Xue" is to render and set off fishermen fishing alone in the Han River; Then Zhang Dai reflected that someone was watching the snow coldly below.
In the middle of the night, I took a boat and went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow alone, holding my clothes and fire.
"It's a day", after "three days of heavy snow", it's also a cold day; The "more determined" will start at the shift change, and the cold will double around 8 pm. The phrase "holding clothes and holding fire" is used to keep out the cold. Imagine, in the ice and snow where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, someone goes out late at night and "goes to the pavilion in the middle of the lake alone to see the snow". What a unique loneliness and elegance! The word "Du Wang Xue" can be cross-referenced with the word "An old man fishing in the cold river-snow". Here, the author holds the integrity of ice and snow alone, and enjoys himself. Isn't it unspeakable loneliness? He wants to go alone at night because he doesn't want to see anyone or anyone. Then, in this feeling of loneliness, doesn't it also contain the resentment of escaping from the world?
Please see what ethereal pen the author used to write the snow scene in the lake: rime, sky and clouds, mountains and rivers, white up and down. The shadow on the lake is only the trace of a long bank. There is a small pavilion in the middle of the lake, a mustard and Yu Zhou, and there are only two or three people on board.
This is really a blurred picture of the night snow with lakes and mountains! "Rime" is a description of the snow and water vapor on the lake, which is diffuse. "The sky and the clouds and the mountains and the water are all white," and the words "and" overlap, vividly writing the scene of the sky, the sea of clouds and the lake. The author always writes a sentence first, which is like taking a panoramic view of "white from top to bottom" From the point of view of snow, it accords with the general feeling and impression at first sight. Then, from a different perspective, it becomes poetic close-ups: "A scar on the long beach", "A small pavilion in the middle of the lake", "Two or three people on board" and so on. This is a simple painting, a dreamy poem, which gives people a feeling of being absent from the scene and being in a daze. The author's hammering of quantifiers has to amaze us. You see, the word "one" of "upper and lower white" is confusing and difficult to distinguish, which makes people feel that it is big; The words "one mark", "one spot" and "one mustard" are equally matched, which makes people feel small. This is really a word "one", and the realm is gone. At the same time, from "a sign on the long embankment" to "a small pavilion in the lake" to "a mustard in the boat" and "two or three people in the boat", the lens is getting smaller and smaller until it is minimal. The quantifiers such as "mark", "point", "mustard" and "valley" are as small as one, describing the movement of sight and the change of scenery, which makes people feel that they fell from the sky and were born there, and they can't be shaken at all. This passage is about scenery, but it is not limited to scenery; From this chaotic world of ice and snow, it is not difficult to feel the author's deep affection for life as "Taicang rice".
Next, change the rhythm and open another realm: on the pavilion, two people sit opposite each other, and a boy's shochu stove is boiling. Seeing it, I was overjoyed and said, "There is no such person in the lake!" " Pull me together and drink with me. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place.
"I went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow alone", but I didn't expect someone on the pavilion to arrive before me. This unexpected stroke, wrote the author's unexpected surprise, but also caused the reader's unexpected surprise. However, the author did not say that he was surprised, but wrote that two guests were "seen in the big pavilion"; The powder on the back shows that his pen is changeable. "There are more people like this in the lake!" Although this miracle was sent to Hongxing Erke, it was actually the author's voice. The beauty of the author is that he didn't say a word, but he "had a good time." The two guests who "shared a drink with others" were lucky enough to meet a bosom friend, which seemed to add a touch of warmth to the cold lakes and mountains, but the sad tone in their bones remained unchanged. It's like Li Bai's "Until, hold up my cup, I ask the bright moon to bring me my shadow and make us three", but it's just an illusory comfort. Those who are "more talented" are just rare. "Strong drinking three whites" is to reward friends. People who are "heavy drinkers" should not drink at all, but at this time, they have to drink when they meet this person. After drinking goodbye, I began to "ask him his last name", and the beauty lies in his vague words. I just said, "I'm from Jinling and I'm a guest here." It can be seen that these two friends on the lake were originally wanderers from other places, suggesting that it was difficult to make an appointment later. This supplementary pen reveals the author's infinite melancholy: the vast Liuhe, the bosom friend is hard to meet, life is like a snow claw, and in a blink of an eye, things are different. Speaking of which, is it a pity? In our opinion, the article has done this, and it is also complete and flawless. But the author, wanting more, wrote these words:
While waiting for the boat, the boatman murmured, "Stop talking about your Excellency, you idiot, and people like you are crazy!" " ! "
After reading this, I am really surprised! Previous comments on Ci are a bit stained, and this conclusion can be described as a combination of point and stain. At the port of the ship, point out a word "stupid"; In addition, Xianggong's "idiot" and "idiot like Xianggong" are immersed in contrast, and the word "idiot" is written thoroughly. The so-called "crazy as" xianggong "is not to belittle" crazy "of" xianggong ",but to set off" crazy "of" xianggong "in the same tone. The word "muttering" describes Zhou Zi's soliloquy and confusion, such as the people who heard his voice and saw him. This kind of place is also the author's pride and emotion. The literary mood is rippling and the aftertaste is endless. Idiotic dreams show his unique feelings and his unique personality of loving mountains and rivers and being indifferent to loneliness.
This article is a mixture of narration, scenery description and lyricism. Even when I write characters, my tone is vivid. When writing lightly, the feelings are deep and long, but the full text is less than 200 words, including punctuation. This alone is worth learning! Of course, we can't blindly appreciate its aloof, self-admiring and passive seclusion, but we must look at it critically and analyze it historically.