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Spring Grievance
Author: Jin Changxu
Poem Title: Spring Grievance
The content of the poem:
Chase away the Yellow Oriole,
Do not let it cry on the branches.
Unaware that its sorrow kills,
Spring days are just right for sleeping.
Explanation of the poem's meaning:
This poem, written by Tang Dynasty poet Jin Changxu, expresses a contradictory feeling towards spring; the poet loves the comfort of spring days but is annoyed by the chirping of spring birds disturbing his sleep.
- "Chase away the Yellow Oriole": The poet describes an action, which is to drive away the Yellow Warbler; "Yellow Oriole" is a nickname for the Yellow Warbler, whose song is often seen as a symbol of spring.
- "Do not let it cry on the branches": The poet does not wish for the Yellow Warbler to sing on the branches; "do not let" means expressing an unwelcome sentiment towards the bird's song.
- "Unaware that its sorrow kills": The poet uses exaggeration to say that the Yellow Warbler does not know its song can be extremely bothersome; "sorrow kills" describes how annoying its song can be.
- "Spring days are just right for sleeping": The final line expresses the poet's fondness for spring, considering it a perfect time for sleep; "just right for sleeping" implies that the weather is suitable for a good rest.
The entire poem conveys a unique laziness associated with spring and a longing for tranquility through the depiction of the Yellow Warbler's song and the poet's reaction. The language in the poem is concise and vivid, with genuine emotions, making it one of Jin Changxu's representative works.
Story Title: Jin Xiaoxu's Spring Troubles
Spring has arrived, with warm and gentle sunshine, flowers blooming in various colors, competing to showcase their beauty, adorning the entire small village even more beautifully.
I love the mornings of spring, when I can lie in my warm blankets and listen to the birds singing their melodious songs outside. These sounds are like the village alarm clock, waking the sleeping earth, awakening people, and stirring the vibrant life within my heart.
My grandfather also enjoys the spring mornings. Every day at this time, he sits in the wicker chair in front of the door, sipping tea while listening to the chorus of birds. Among these birds, the most striking is the Yellow Warbler. Its song is crisp and melodious, like a violin solo, adding endless vitality and warmth to the spring morning.
However, not all birds are friendly. Sometimes, the song of the Yellow Warbler wakes me from my dreams. Whenever this happens, I complain about the Yellow Warbler's mischief, wishing it would quiet down. "Oh dear, why does that Yellow Warbler always make such a racket so early in the morning?" I rub my eyes and walk to the window, looking at the hopping Yellow Warbler on the branches, feeling a bit annoyed.
My grandfather smiles at me without saying a word. He takes out an old book from beside him and opens it, saying to me, "Jin Xiaoxu, let me tell you a story. This story is called 'Spring Lament,' about the ancient poet Du Fu who, on a spring morning, hears the call of the Yellow Warbler and feels both joy and profound loneliness."
Grandfather begins to recite the ancient poem while I listen quietly beside him. His voice is soft and slow, and the plot of the story gradually captures my attention. I sense Du Fu's joy and loneliness; my emotions rise and fall with the development of the story.
After finishing the story, Grandfather looks at me and asks, "Jin Xiaoxu, what do you think of this story?" I ponder for a moment before replying, "Grandfather, I think Du Fu is very lonely, but within his loneliness lies a certain beauty."
"I used to think the Yellow Warbler was very noisy, but now I can feel the emotions in their songs and appreciate their beauty."
Grandpa smiled with satisfaction.
He said, "Jin Xiaoxu, sometimes we need to look at things from different perspectives, rather than just focusing on our own feelings. Just like Du Fu in this story, he felt lonely, but he also found beauty in that loneliness. We should learn to view problems from various angles instead of only from our own."
I understood. I gradually calmed down.
I looked out the window; the Yellow Warbler was still singing on the branch. This time, I felt the joy in their songs and their anticipation for spring.
From then on, I never chased away the Yellow Warbler again. Every spring morning, I would lie in bed, listening to the birds' songs and feeling the warmth and vitality of spring.
Gradually, I discovered that the song of the Yellow Warbler was beautiful. It was crisp and melodious, like a violin solo, adding endless energy and warmth to the spring mornings.
"Jin Xiaoxu, the song of the Yellow Warbler is part of spring; they sing for spring and welcome its arrival."
Grandpa's words echoed in my ears.
I no longer felt troubled; instead, I gradually fell in love with the feeling of listening to the sounds of nature. Spring became even more beautiful because of it.
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