How Could This Possibly Be Poetry Appreciation?

I stumbled upon this book by chance during my free time (to put it bluntly, I was just looking for something to do). The cover was so attractive (seriously, why use Li Bai's name on the cover if you call yourself a poet?!). I initially thought it would be a typical fantasy novel where you travel to ancient times, use your talents to compose poetry, earn money, and build a harem (like *The Ultimate Housekeeper*). But the reality seems quite different, even drastically so. This reminds me of the horror of memorizing the entire text! (Okay, even though I'm still in school.) However, after reading three chapters, I have many thoughts. ...

This book is indeed strange. Its purpose and form are not here. I happened to be browsing the site during my leisure time and was intrigued when I first saw its title. So I opened the book and read it, and it was quite unusual. Looking at the entire site, everyone is talking about fan fiction and anime. Poetry and lyrics are the main ingredients, while appreciation and commentary are the main tools. Some cook small dishes, while others prepare elaborate meals. Highbrow and lowbrow are combined, with both sophisticated and popular elements. It is a feast for the eyes and a delight for the palate. Each piece is written without a set outline. It is like a torrent of water flowing freely from above. Today, everyone considers poetry and lyrics to be elegant, and those without literary talent are not allowed to write them. But this is not the case. I believe that everyone can write them. Whenever something happens or I am moved, I can put pen to paper. I do not seek elaborate language, but rather clarity and understanding...

The only mistake this work made was publishing it on a light novel website. The author's persistence is touching; good works shouldn't be buried like this. Moreover, the author wrote this completely free of charge. I am not very talented, but I am willing to promote your work. You are one of the two mentors who inspired me to write on this website. I will definitely send you some virtual gifts when I earn money. Please forgive any shortcomings in my future work. I hope you will continue writing your work and look forward to its completion. Perhaps this work isn't particularly interesting, but the descriptions of poetry show the author's dedication. Its appearance on this website was an accident, but a beautiful one, and I will cherish it.

Originally, I planned to write a historical fantasy novel (featuring various poets, this person using their poetry as a skill in a melodramatic novel), and while searching for similar works, I came across this masterpiece… To be honest, the interpretations of words in this book are quite casual, even arguably sloppy. But! On second thought, it seems there's no need for rigor: the ancients wrote poetry to express their feelings, while later generations (autonomously) read poetry for entertainment. Why be overly rigorous? This shows how deeply the Chinese people are poisoned by exam-oriented education (sounds ridiculous, so I'll sing a song).

This book may not be entirely rigorous, but it's enough to make you fall in love with poetry. The style of recommending one poem and creating one yourself makes me feel that poetry is not dead! It still maintains its vitality, after all, there are still people persisting in writing poetry and lyrics. This book is humorous, but more precious is the author's childlike heart. This book is quite niche in SF, but the author still persists in updating it, seemingly writing for the readers, but even more so for himself… Finally, there's another reason I love this book… perhaps it's the mutual appreciation between poets (shameless self-praise).

To be honest, I really admire you. Based on my past understanding of SF (I haven't checked it for a long time recently), I think you deserve the title of "Master." I first saw you a few years ago, and now when I reopen SF, I find it's still constantly being updated. My first encounter with you was through "Master of the Five Willows," which also discusses many historical poets, both famous and unknown, each with their own unique insights. Although your writing style is rather casual (unlike the terminology in teachers or dictionaries, using contemporary vernacular or understandable metaphors), it has certainly been helpful, even though I haven't seen any obvious benefits from it (obviously, I haven't read much lately...).

On Dragon Boat Festival, the solitary one returns home. Butterfly Loves Flowers Pomegranate blossoms ignite the clouds, incense burns in the twilight; the shadows of artemisia sway greenly; the sword of calamus dispels the evil mist. The distant lament of Li Sao evokes memories of the ancient Chu state; dragon boats race, their sounds like drums. The glutinous rice dumplings, heavy with sorrow, echo the lament of Qu Yuan; fish peck at them, a lament for the unwashed soul of the poet. In this turbid world, how can one bear the simple life of a scholar, pure and simple? Only the sober man of Xiang River finds his true home.

Enjoy the pleasure Butterfly Loves Flowers The sound of firecrackers startles the wind and snow. Plum blossoms, fragrant with scent, silently herald the return of spring. On the long journey home, my temples are frosted with age. A thousand doors are ablaze with lights. We gather around the stove, wine in hand, laughter filling our hearts. Year after year, let us cast aside our worries. Do not lament the fleeting time that hastens the end of the day. Tomorrow, horses will gallop across the new grass.

It must be said, in my opinion, that the ability to consistently write one poem a day for 1 to 20 years truly reflects the author's respect for culture. I've rarely seen this kind of respect for culture, as people born into societies with different paces of life are inherently less receptive to cultures arising from those different backgrounds. This also explains why many modern poetry enthusiasts struggle to create truly excellent lines. The fundamental reason isn't simply that modern people are restless and lack life experience; after all, in today's fast-paced, homogenized society, how many ships can remain steadily afloat amidst the turbulence...?

This book of poetry appreciation, while called an analysis of poetry, is more like a collection of essays. It's filled with rambling thoughts, and the interpretations of lyrics are quite casual. However, lyrics themselves were a form of free expression by ancient people, but only the classics have survived. This has led to the perception that those who can write lyrics are masters, thus elevating poetry to a very sacred position. This isn't to say whether this position is right or wrong, but in today's superficial society, there's simply no place for poetry. No one appreciates it carefully anymore. Writing poetry now is more like writing prose in the past—just piling up fancy words to look impressive, and even doggerel just for the sake of rhyming is not uncommon...