Whenever autumn and winter alternate this season, the phoenix tree that Nanjing is proud of falls all over the street, while another tree, Sapium sebiferum, is stirring up the smell of early cold.
The meeting of love at first sight stems from the same choice in our hearts as sebiferum sebiferum: the colder it is, the more it will bloom, so fiery red has become our common pursuit.
In this way, you won't miss the Chinese tallow tree in front of Xuanwu Gate, which is only a few hundred meters. Everyday, street-side, accessible and unsatisfactory scenery suddenly catches your eye and your heart, which can really be called the meeting of souls and touching acquaintance.
In the Qing Dynasty, Gu Zhenguan left a poem entitled "Bodhisattva Mountain City, urging gold at midnight":
The same Chinese tallow tree just grew from the front of the house to the front of today's city gate.
This Chinese tallow tree, in the desolate and lonely pavilion, in the dim moonlight, in the midnight golden bell ... becomes more and more strange and gloomy.
Just like this. People on the journey can't sleep, because they miss their loved ones until the sky turns white outside the window and Ma Si crows. Finally, they stayed up all night. This lonely and desolate situation is not only at this moment, but also a portrayal of our walking alone in our lives.
Meet, everywhere, because the door is black tallow. Song Taosun Ao's "Send Du Yuan Home"
Spring blossoms in front of the door, crows come to play. At that time, the poet met Yuan, and everything was fresh and youthful.
In Xin Qiji's "Sapium sebiferum in front of the hand-planted fairy in Linjiang":
Or the Chinese tallow tree in front of the door, but it is already the twilight scene in thousands of feet, and I don't know how many repeated farming and mulberry seasons have been witnessed.
The great poet Xin felt that he had accomplished nothing in the past 75 years, leaving only weathered and mottled sideburns.
Green window and red makeup, I wonder if it is another butter autumn outside the window, or who is the beauty in the window? Anyway, from today on, it's just getting drunk to get rid of your worries.
It is true that the soul-stirring of Sapium sebiferum lies in its beauty after autumn. Song people know the beauty of ebony best, as Zhou Shicheng said in Sentence:
Suddenly, we were brought into an aesthetic spiritual world. Huang Wei, white flowers and sapium sebiferum leaves are the colors of autumn, which are extremely elegant and rich, and are not as interesting as "Rogue on the Moon" and "Poor Autumn".
Originally, the sadness about autumn was dispersed because of the withering of the red leaves of tallow, leaving only the lingering joy in my heart. ...
This sapium sebiferum red leaf falls in the Song Dynasty's "I made Hongyuan Xixintang Drink", which means "Sapium sebiferum is frost-free and Ziwei is red";
In Lu You's eyes, it is "the frost is too late to be cold this year, and the hedge is full of tallow leaves", "the geese arrive in west Western jackdaw first, and then tallow leaves", "tallow leaves bloom in maple leaves, and the garden is full in mid-February" and "it's raining hard and tallow leaves are already cold.
Among Mr. Lin Bu's poems is "Autumn Book of Water Pavilion".
Surprisingly, however, among the ancient poems of Musashi, the most famous one is Zhang Ji's masterpiece a night-mooring near maple bridge.
Is this Jiangfeng a red maple by the river? The ancients said that maple trees grow in the mountains, but in Zhang Ji's poems, in the late autumn of October in the lunar calendar, sapium sebiferum and other trees were planted by the water in the south of the Yangtze River, and the frosty leaves were red, which was regarded as' maple'. So Jiang Feng refers to the red leaf tree by the river, and the most striking thing is that Wu Butter is also the deity.
Even, Yang Wanli's poem "Autumn Mountain" is so humorous:
Without the baptism of life, you can't write such energetic and personalized words. In this tinkling black butter red, there is less tenderness and more charm. "Wrong generals", "stealing wine" and "hiding drunkenness" are all expressed by poets with Chinese tallow.
Don't think that the ancients really couldn't tell tallow from maple, at least in Yang Wanli's Autumn Mountain.
Sapium sebiferum and Feng Dan clearly understood that although Sapium sebiferum was growing near the water, the ancients deliberately "confused" it, probably because its name was inseparable from crows. There is a cloud in Compendium of Materia Medica that "Wu loves to eat his son because of his name ... or a cloud: his wood is old and his roots are black and rotten."
People are biased against crows, but as early as the Zhou Dynasty, crows were regarded as "divine birds", and they also had the moral character of "loyalty and filial piety" and amazing wisdom, so there was a saying that "crows give good news and Zhou Xing begins".
Western Western jackdaw likes to inhabit and cut Chinese tallow, which is no ordinary thing. Tracing back to the history of Sapium sebiferum, the earliest record in ancient books is Qi Yao Min Shu Sapium Wine written by Jia Sixie in Northern Wei Dynasty more than 400 years ago.
Sapium sebiferum, also known as black mortar, is as fat as hemp seed. Can be used to make soap and candles, with the beauty of autumn leaves.
In Yuefu poems, miscellaneous songs and songs of the Western Zhou Dynasty in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Mei Qixing tells a beautiful memory of a woman who used to play in the Western Zhou Dynasty with her lover, and these endless thoughts and lingering love stories afterwards.
Translated into vernacular, where is Xizhou? You can reach the ferry of Xizhou Bridge by shaking the two oars of the boat. It's getting late, Shrike flies away, and the evening wind blows the Chinese tallow tree.
This is particularly subtle and meaningful, like a painting that never fades, frozen in that faint emotional moment, as if there were a moment of absence.
Such a classical artistic conception, even if written on the heroic Li Bai, is like Mid-Autumn Festival on the Stream:
It turns out that when the green leaves fade and you put on the new clothes of hunting red, although it is a bright color in your eyes, it is the sadness of autumn in your heart.
Zhang Hu in the Tang Dynasty was known as a "celebrity in China". He spent his whole life on the road, and one of his three poems was Jiangxi Road.
Seeing Xiao Suo and his heart is even more lonely. Even birds still have their way home after sunset. Sapium sebiferum is home. You can travel, but where is home?
It turns out that Zhou Shicheng's phrase "Sapium sebiferum leaves are poor in red autumn" is not only poor in autumn, but also "black mortar trees live in black mortar". People are slowly dusty in the journey, and the poor are only ourselves after all.