Su and Xin, one tea and one wine, one clear and one turbid.
Tang poems under wine, Song words accompanied by tea, the realm of poetry is wide, and the words of words are long.
Surrounded by Tang poems and Song poems and various classical masterpieces, we all know that "less do not read the Water Margin, the old do not read the Three Kingdoms", but do not know "less do not read Su Shi, the old do not read Xin abandoned the disease".
When I read Su Shi a little, it is easy to fall into nothingness.
When I was old enough to read Xin abandoned the disease, I was halfway through my life but I was not at peace.
This is not nonsense, the words of the eastern slope are broad, and the words of Jiaxuan are proud.
A family with profound knowledge, a three-degree bachelor, before the age of forty-three, life was smooth, and then because of the "Wutai Poetry Case" career setbacks, but the integration of the three confucian and Taoist attitudes, so that its boldness is full of Zen, open and free.
One was born in a chaotic world, young people who bore the hatred of the country and the family, became famous at the age of twenty-two, returned to their homeland in the south, wanted to go to battle to kill the enemy, but were repeatedly treated coldly, saw the mountains and rivers shattered, and had great ambitions in their lives, but there was no way to repay the country.
Jiaxuan is full of chivalry, generosity, short bow ranger, lonely to the bone, and indispensable.
Su Shi's words are great philosophers, and they are bold in seeing through the world and suddenly having nothing to worry about.
Xin abandons the word is a true hero, with the unattainable and unwilling to give up.
Don't listen to the sound of leaves beating through the forest, why not groan and walk slowly.
Bamboo cane mango shoes light victory over horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is a life of peace.
The steep spring wind blows wine awake, slightly cold, but the mountain head obliquely illuminates each other.
Looking back at the place where it has always been, returning, there is no wind or rain or sunshine.
—— Su Shi,"Fixing the Storm"
In Su Shi's life, the biggest turning point stemmed from the "Wutai Poetry Case", which experienced the catastrophe of life and death, and the poems were much more open-minded.
Traveling with friends, the wind and rain suddenly came, and the friend was deeply embarrassed, but he was calm and slow.
Why don't you read Su Shi?
Only because: if you choose comfort too early, it will make you lose the courage to fight, Su Shi's indifference and pride, stemming from the confidence of having touched the starry sky.
Boss Nakan said.
Like today, the smell of yuanlong, Meng Gong is involved.
My sick man came to sing and drink, and the snow flew from the building.
Laughter is rich and noble. Who's going to listen to the hard language?
Remember at that time, only the West Window Moon. Re-enter the wine, change the sound.
There is no difference between hearts and minds.
Q Qu Nong: After all, Shenzhou, how many clutches?
The sweat, blood and salt car is unattended, and the bones are collected in the air.
The road to the Guanhe River is cut off.
I have the most pity for the mid-night dance, and the Boy's heart is like iron.
Look at the test hand and make up for the cracks.
—— Xin Abandoned Disease,"He Groom"
All his life, Xin Abandoned Disease has been working hard to defeat Jin and regain lost land, speaking bluntly, but he has been repeatedly belittled, full of enthusiasm for serving the country, and who to listen to when the grand plan of restoring the country is said, only Chen Liang can make him shout out the voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu.
Why doesn't the old man read Xin Abandon Disease?
Only because: if you are too demanding in old age, it will break the peace of your heart, and the immortality and boldness of xin renunciation originate from the sharpest sword in your hand.
Sue and Xin, one clear and one turbid.
Dongpo read it like tasting a pot of tea, and a statue of Jiang Yue; Jia Xuan read it like drinking a pot of wine, and his grandeur was intense.
The great river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the characters of the ages are flowing.
To the west of the old fortress, humanity is, three kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi.
Rocks pierced through the air, the waves crashed on the shore, and a thousand piles of snow rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at a time.
In the year of Gongjin, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time and was majestic and heroic.
Lupine scarf, between talk and laughter, the tree ashes disappear.
The homeland is wandering, amorous should laugh at me, early birth Huafa.
Life is like a dream, a statue is still in the moon.
—— Su Shi, "Nian Nu Jiao Chibi Huaigu"
In 1082 AD, Su Shi was forty-seven years old, who had lived in Huangzhou for more than two years, and there was nowhere to say his sorrow, he came to Chibiji, watched the river rushing, the waves crashed on the shore, and for a time his heart was wide open, and after chanting a word, his heart gradually relaxed.
Only because: if you are too young to indulge in memories, it will make you fall into the past and stop, Su Shi's waves exhaust heroes, life is like a dream, from the precipitation of reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.
Throughout the ages, heroes are not found, Sun Zhong plots.
Dance hall song stage, the wind is always blown away by the rain and wind.
Slanting grass trees, ordinary alleys and strange, humane slaves once lived.
Think of that year, Jinge iron horse, swallowed like a tiger.
Yuan Jia Cao Cao, sealed the wolf Juxu, won the Canghuang Beigu.
Forty-three years, looking at the middle of the memory, Beacon Yangzhou Road.
Looking back, under the Buddha's Shrine, a sacred crow club drum.
Who asks, honest and old, can you still eat?
—— Xin Shuyi, "Yong Yu Le Jingkou Beiguting Huaigu"
At the age of 66, Xin still did not give up his desire for the Northern Expedition. When Han Nongxin was in power, he served as the prefect of Zhenjiang and went to the battlefield again, although he was happy, but his advice failed, and he was worried about the war.
On the North Gu Pavilion, ascending to the top, reminiscing about the past, surging with emotion, generous and magnificent.
Only because: if you can't live quietly in the present when you are old, you will be entangled in the past, miss the scene in front of you, the hero's blood is not cold, the old should be strong, and it originates from the wind and rain of the Southern Song Dynasty and the ambition of youth.
Su Ci is heroic, heroic, and has the ambition to help the world; Xin Ci is bold, heavy sword and no edge, and has the feeling of persisting in serving the country throughout his life.
The old man talked about juvenile madness, left pulling yellow, right Qingcang,
Nishiki hat mink fur, thousand riding roll Hiraoka.
In order to repay the city with Taishou, shoot the tiger and see Sun Lang.
The drunken chest is still open. Sideburns, why bother!
In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent?
Will draw a bow like a full moon, look northwest, shoot the wolf.
—— Su Shi, "Jiang Chengzi · Michigan Hunting
In 1075, Su Shi was 38 years old, then the Governor of Mizhou, and although there were minor setbacks in his career, he was mentally positive.
A hunt that made Su Shi think of the Great Song Dynasty, expecting to be able to fend off foreign "wolves" on his own.
Only because: when you are young, don't plan the unknown life too much, it will make you step by step in your life, Su Shi once bent his bow to shoot the wolf's desire, and finally the enemy can not lift the wonderful pen.
Drunk, he picked up the lamp to look at the sword, and dreamed of blowing back to the horn and camp.
Eight hundred miles under the command of the fire, fifty strings overturned the external sound, the battlefield autumn point soldiers.
Lu of the horse was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt.
But the king of the world, won the name of the posthumous. Poor white happens!
—— Xin Zhiyi, "Breaking the Line, Giving Chen Tongfu a Strong Word to Send"
Xin abandoned his illness, born in the Song dynasty of the Jin Dynasty, when he was a teenager, he resisted the Jin dynasty and returned to the Song, learned a martial art, and spent his life with the goal of restoring the mountains and rivers, and promised himself with his deeds, but his fate was ill-fated, he was ostracized, and his ambitions were difficult to reward.
Even if the white hair is born, he still wants to share the worries for the king.
Only because: if you are still obsessed with unfulfilled dreams in your old age, it will make you fall into the abyss of regret, pick up the lamp and look at the sword in your drunkenness, dream back to the battlefield, and finally resist the passage of time, in the end, it is uneven.
Su Ci is the sudden access to the blossoming and falling of flowers, the clouds cirrusing the clouds, waking up drunk and nothing, and forgetting both victory and defeat; Xin Ci is the ambition to resist gold, the indignation that is difficult to achieve in the end, turning the sword into pen and ink, and the words cry blood forgetting.
Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique.
Try to look up at the transcendental stage, half a trench spring water a city flower.
Smoke and rain darken a thousand homes.
After the cold food, the wine woke up but consulted.
Hugh thinks of his homeland and tries new tea with a new fire.
Poetry and wine take advantage of the years.
—— Su Shi's "Wangjiangnan Chaoran Taizuo"
In the late spring of 1076 AD, Su Shi climbed the transcendent platform named by his brother to repair, looking at the spring smoke and rain, there were too many emotions to express, but he did not know where to start.
Even so, it is better to drink a cup of wine, taste a cup of tea, take advantage of the spring light, and enjoy the scenery in front of you.
Only because: early contact with the metaphysical realm, that can only show that he is not happy, Su Shi's life's suddenness, happiness, stems from early understanding of the true meaning of life.
Recall the Mid-Autumn Festival Dangui bush, flowers in the cup, the moon in the cup.
Tonight upstairs a statue of the same, cloud wet screen window, rain wet screen window.
If you want to take advantage of the wind and ask about the chemical industry, the road is difficult to pass, and the letter is also difficult to pass.
The whole hall is full of candles, the cup is calm, and the song is calm.
—— Xin Zhiyi, "A Cut of Plum, Mid-Autumn Festival"
Reading Xin's words, I will always be touched by the feelings of his family and country, and I will regret that his life's ambitions are difficult to repay.
His deep love for the Southern Song Dynasty, even if he admires the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, is still worried about the country, has a thorough understanding of the world, and has a loneliness that no one can understand.
Only because: when you are old, you can't put down too much, it will make you unable to live easily, Xin abandoned his illness all his life, and his writing is only a retreat to the second.
Su Ci Kuangda is a great enlightenment, a freedom to know that it cannot be done, and it is a kind of freedom that does not do anything; the sadness and indignation of Xin Ci is unswerving, and it is the persistence of knowing that it cannot be done.
Night drink Dongpo woke up drunk, and returned as if three more.
The child's sniffles have thundered. Knock on the door should not be, lean on the staff to listen to the sound of the river.
Long hate this body is not me, when to forget the camp?
The night wind is still and flat. The boat has since passed away, and Jiang Hai has lived the rest of his life.
—— Su Shi,"Linjiang Immortal"
Su Shi is a super open person, was degraded, stayed in Huangzhou for several years, the career is not smooth, he reclaimed wasteland, built a garden, lived a fun life, did not demand, more sympathetic to the landscape, in nature to open their minds.
Only because: young and current affairs are not disputed, go with the flow, it will make you lack of initiative, go with the flow, Su Shi's knowledge of its inability to do nothing is not only related to the heart, but also has a deep family background support.
Yu Lonely platform under the Qingjiang River, how many pedestrians in the middle of the tears.
Looking northwest to Chang'an, poor countless mountains.
The green mountains can't cover it, after all, it flows east.
Jiang Wanzheng was worried, and the mountain smelled of partridges.
—— Xin Renjie, "Bodhisattva Man Shu Jiangxi Ostomy Wall"
In 1176, Xin abandoned his illness and was appointed to Jiangxi Toti Prison, and often traveled back and forth between Hunan and Jiangxi.
When I came to the stoma and looked down at the river that did not want to pass away day and night, my thoughts were like the waves of this river, stretching endlessly, so I wrote this poem.
Only because: if you can't look at the world when you are old, it will make you unable to ask for it, have no heart but are powerless, and the deep sense of helplessness and ambition of Xin Renyi is difficult to reward, and there is a tenacious will to support it.
Su Ci Kuang, from narrow to wide; Xin CiHao, from wide to narrow.
One is to pour sugar cane, and the other is to cry out in desperation.
When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the blue sky.
I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace?
I want to go home by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high places are cold.
Dancing to clarify the shadow, how it seems to be in the human world!
Turn zhu ge, low Qi household, no sleep.
There should be no hatred, why should it be long to go to the other time?
People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has clouds and sunshine, and this matter is difficult to complete.
May people be long-lasting, and thousands of miles will be cherished together.
—— Su Shi, "Water Tune Song Head: When is the Bright Moon"
In 1076 AD, the 39-year-old Su Shi was far away from his hometown and relatives.
Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky is full of moon, the clear light is everywhere, Su Shi's heart fluctuates, he misses the deceased, the wine in the cup drinks cup after cup, when the wine is in full swing, he swings his pen with joy, and there is a song that has been sung for eternity.
Only because: if you often compromise when you are young, it will make you regret the rest of your life, Su Shi's life, wind and rain, sunshine, climbed the peak, tasted food, there is no lack of anything.
The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain.
BMW carved car fragrant road.
The sound of the phoenix vibrates, the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.
Moth snow willow golden wisps, laughter full of dark incense.
The multitudes looked for him a thousand times, and looked back,
The man was there, and the lights were dimmed.
—— Xin Renjie, "Qingyu Case, New Year's Eve"
In 1171 AD, Xin abandoned his illness to the ninth year of the Southern Song Dynasty.
The wish to return was not fulfilled, the king did not reuse it, the Lantern Festival witnessed the fire trees and silver flowers in the city, and sighed after drinking and sighed ignorance, only Lonely Fang was self-congratulatory.
Only because: if you have not found the meaning of life in old age, will you not waste a lot of time in vain, and Xin Renyi's whole life is looking for, looking for a lover, but also his original intention.
Su was deeply affectionate, and his thoughts were full of sorrow, and his heart was profound, and he exploded thunder in the silent place.
Ten years of life and death are vague, not thinking, unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to say desolate.
Even if they do not know each other, they are full of dust and sideburns.
At night, the ghost dream suddenly returned home, the small window, is grooming.
There are no words for each other, but there are thousands of tears.
It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the night of the bright moon, and the short Matsuoka.
—— Su Shi, "Jiang Chengzi"
Su Shi married Wang Fu at the age of nineteen, and after marriage, the two were deeply in love, but unfortunately they could not join hands for a lifetime, Wang Fu died at the age of 27, and Su Shi was sad.
Ten years have passed suddenly, but the thoughts have not changed, and its sadness "has a voice that should be through the sky, and there are tears when it is a fountain" Why don't you read Su Shi?
Only because: if you read the pain of tearing your heart and lungs too early, you will go forward with a wounded memory in your life, and although Su Shi has experienced the pain of losing his wife, he can slowly dissolve it by relying on his understanding of Confucianism.
The teenager does not know the taste of sorrow and loves to go upstairs.
Fall in love with the upper floor, and worry about giving new words.
And now I know all the sorrows, and I want to say goodbye.
I wanted to say that I would like to rest, but I said that it was a cool autumn.
—— Xin Zhiyi, "Ugly Slave, Shubo Mountain Road Middle Wall"
In 1181 AD, Xin Abandoned Disease had long been dismissed, idly living with the lake, left and right, went to Boshan to visit, although the surrounding scenery is beautiful, he has no intention of appreciating.
A melancholy can not be discharged, only poetry can express one or two, people to middle age, through the vicissitudes, Fang Zhen understands a word of sorrow.
Only because: if the old age is still living in lingering sorrow, then you can't penetrate the misery, live through it, and the sorrow and powerlessness of the life of giving up the disease are dissolved by chivalry and the style of the soldiers.
Less do not read Su Shi, the old do not read Xin abandoned the disease, all because the poetry is from the heart, Su Xin wrote is himself.
At the same low point, Su Shi can accept it lightly at any time, and enjoy it, and there is no dispute between the Buddhist family.
Xin abandoned the disease, but he was mostly reclusive, and as long as he had the opportunity, he was bound to return to the battlefield of the court, and his ambition had not changed all his life.
When I read Su Shi when I was young, I would always unconsciously learn his vastness, the Buddha's naturalness, seemingly free, but in fact it was negative, Mr. Dongpo's transcendental things, it was already at its peak, and then encountered setbacks, before gradually realizing.
When you are young, you read too many Dongpo words, and if you are not careful, you will walk into nothingness.
When he was old, he would often fall into the same resentment as him, and not everyone could learn from Cao Mengde's general old Ji Futuo and aim for a thousand miles.
Most people, looking back at the spirit of their youth, look at the white hair now, and only have the sadness of twilight left in their hearts.
The number of people has been exhausted since ancient times, and the destiny has never been impermanent.
When you read Jiaxuan again in old age, your life will come to an end, and the more you enjoy reading poetry, the more depressed you will be when you close the volume.