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Grievance
Author: Li Bai
Poem Title: Grievance
A beautiful woman rolls up the beaded curtain,
Sitting deeply, she furrows her delicate brows.
Only tears leave traces on her face,
Unaware of whom her heart resents.
This poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai, delicately portraying a beautiful woman's inner sorrow and resentment.
"The beautiful woman rolls up the beaded curtain": This line describes a beautiful woman rolling up a beaded curtain, which is a decoration in ancient women's rooms. The act of rolling up the curtain suggests her slow movements and preoccupation with her thoughts.
"Sitting deeply, she furrows her delicate brows": After sitting down, the woman frowns, with "delicate brows" referring to the way she knits her brows together, indicating her sorrow.
"Only tears leave traces on her face": The poet only sees the tear stains on the woman's face, implying that she has just been crying.
"Unaware of whom her heart resents": The poet expresses curiosity about whom the woman resents in her heart but does not know who it is, adding a sense of mystery to the poem.
The entire poem conveys an indescribable sorrow and resentment through the depiction of the woman's actions and expressions. The language is concise yet emotionally rich, showcasing Li Bai's profound understanding of inner emotions.
Story Title: "Tears Behind the Curtain"
1
That day, I sat on my grandfather's lap and curiously asked, "Grandpa, were the beauties in ancient times more charming?"
Hearing my words, Grandpa laughed heartily and lovingly patted my head.
slowly began to speak, "Yes, the beauties of our time were not only stunning but also exceptionally wise."
Grandpa then told me a story, one that was very old, so old that it took him a lifetime to reminisce about. He said that long ago, there was a beautiful woman who lived in a house adorned with beaded curtains. He described her dwelling as exquisitely decorated, with the beaded curtains being the most striking feature of her room. Whenever she felt unhappy, she would draw up the curtains and sit alone in her room.
Curiously, I asked, "Why did she draw up the curtains?"
Grandpa smiled and replied, "Because she wanted to be alone. Drawing up the curtains created her own space where she could quietly reflect and sort out her emotions."
I nodded and continued to ask, "What color were her curtains?"
After pondering for a moment, Grandpa said, "They must have been white, just like the long dress she wore."
I closed my eyes and imagined what the woman looked like. She wore a white long dress and sat in front of the beaded curtains. When the breeze blew, the curtains gently lifted as her slender fingers delicately played with them; it must have been a beautiful sight.
Grandpa's story captivated me; I seemed to see the woman clearly. Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, her eyes were as clear as a lake, and her skin was as fair as snow. Her beauty moved me deeply, but I was even more concerned about her feelings and her story.
Grandpa's tale touched my heart and filled me with deep sympathy for the woman known as the beauty. I asked, "Why would she be unhappy?"
Grandpa stroked his beard and said, "Sometimes people feel sad because they miss their loved ones or friends who are far away."
After hearing this, I felt a pang of sympathy for this beauty. Grandpa continued, "She was a kind woman who loved her family and friends dearly, but she could not be with them, which made her feel very lonely and helpless."
Upon hearing this, my heart sank even further; I could almost feel the beauty's emotions.
It was a pain and loneliness that could not be expressed in words. Grandpa's stories were filled with wisdom and love, and as I listened quietly, I felt a deep sympathy for this beautiful person.
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