Poetry can be written about the family and the world, or it can write about the private feelings of children. The author of the poem can be a child herding sheep or an old man who farms.
However, most poets are still readers. And the poetry of the reader is often closely related to the "reading life" of the reader.
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Today I share with you 4 ancient poems with great literary style, revealing the sour, sweet and bitter spicy of ancient readers, which makes people look sideways!
The first song, "After Denko": The filthy of the past is not exaggerated, and the debauchery of the present is endless. The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and the Chang'an flowers are seen in one day.
"Everything is inferior, only the reading is high." This phrase was popular for a long time in ancient times.
Why do you say "reading high"? Because with the improvement of the examination system, even poor people can change their fate and embark on the road to glory through reading the examination.
For readers, being able to be titled in the gold list in the imperial examination is really one of the most glorious moments in life.
The ancients said that there are four joys in the world, namely "long drought and sweet rain, other hometowns meet the old knowledge." Cave room flower candle night, when the gold list is inscribed. ”
It can be seen how important the title of the gold list was to the ancients, and the ancient readers were proud of their "jinshi origin".
The author of this poem "After Dengke" is the Tang Dynasty poet Meng Jiao. Meng Jiao was poor all his life, and he failed to pass the examination many times, until he was 46 years old.
For MengJiao, the moment he was admitted to the jinshi, he had a good account of the first half of his life.
The sufferings that had been suffered before, the unsatisfactory situation before were not worth mentioning, and only the joy that poured out of the heart was left.
The horse running like the wind represents the indescribable joy of Mengjiao. The prosperity of Chang'an in the eyes is the future glory in Mengjiao's vision.
At the moment of learning about Zhongjinshi, Mengjiao's joy was like a volcanic eruption, like a great tide, recording the moment of glory that belonged to the reader.
Although the later Mengjiao was very unhappy in his career, although most of the poems after Mengjiao were miserable. But at least, Mengjiao also had this moment of happiness, and won the laurels that countless readers dreamed of.
The second song, "Title Chongqing Temple Wall": Ten mouths of ditches to stay together, half a year thousand miles of sound dust. The mane is like snow and the heart is like death, just like the first person under Chang'an.
Some people are proud of the spring breeze, and some people are frustrated and sad. For readers, the examination is like a "dragon gate", the carp that jumps over becomes a dragon, and the carp that can't jump can only become food in the mouths of cats and birds.
Countless readers have suffered from the frustration of the imperial examination, and the Tang Dynasty poet Wen Xian has taken the imperial examination many times, but each time he has witnessed the shattering of his dreams.
After another failed examination, Wen Xian was so distressed that he came to Chongqing Temple and wrote this poem on the walls of the temple.
The first sentence is that the food and clothing of the whole family are tied to Wen Xian alone, and the family is extremely looking forward to Wen Xian's gold list title in the capital.
The second sentence says that Wen Xian has been in the capital for more than half a year since he came to the capital and is thousands of miles away from his family.
The family is full of expectations for Wen Xian, but what about the results of the exam? Still failed.
Bad grades, bad moods, bad situations.
At this moment, the desperate Wen Xian even had a feeling that his heart was like ashes.
"The sideburns are like snow and the heart is like death", this sentence is just 7 words, so painful, so sad, so pitiful.
It is precisely because this poem "Title Chongqing Temple Wall" is written with sincerity and resonance.
Shortly after Wen Xian's inscription, a high-ranking official named Zheng Yanchang saw this poem at Chongqing Temple and couldn't help but be moved by it, and even shed tears.
Zheng Yanchang recommended Wen Xian to the chief examiner, and Wen Xian was able to obtain the title of "Jinshi" as he wished.
In a sense, Wen Xian can also be regarded as a blessing in disguise, first bitter and then sweet. However, if it weren't for Wen Xian's real talent and practical learning, even if God wanted to help, it might not have a role.
The 3rd song, "Mo Xiang Doubts": The boy is born without a head and a white head, and it is a pity that his teeth want to fall. Remembering the three Endowments of Penglai Palace, he blamed himself for a day. Ji Xian Bachelor is like a wall, watching me drop the pen in the middle of the book. In the past, the literary style was moving, and on this day the hunger and cold tended to the roadside. Late General Mochito was young and smiled in front of his face. Send thanks to the world, do not argue between likes and dislikes.
The author of this poem is Du Fu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, and the poem expresses dissatisfaction with the phenomenon of "literati being light on each other".
Since the ancient literati were light, even the great poet Du Fu had encountered all kinds of bad things.
When Du Fu was in Chengdu, he once served as Yan Wu's staff, but he was jealous and suspicious of other staff, and phenomena such as "making small reports" and "creating rumors and causing trouble" in the current workplace were basically encountered.
Later, Du Fu no longer served as a staff member, wrote this poem, spit it out quickly, and vividly reflected the bad things he had encountered earlier in his pen and ink.
My favorite is the phrase "smile in front of the face and the back of the heart", 7 words express the dark side of the ancient readers" of "literati are light".
Similar to the current "superficial brothers" and "superficial sisters", these literati show a warm appearance of pushing their hearts and hearts in person, and as a result, they use all kinds of conspiracies and tricks behind them to hide evil intentions, which is really "like frost in the world", which is chilling.
The 4th song, "Miscellaneous Feelings": The Immortal Buddha is vast and has not yet been accomplished, and he only knows that the night is not peaceful. The wind is full of sad songs, and the mud is stained with Bo Xingming. Nine out of ten people are white-eyed, and none of them are bookworms. Moyn's poems are written in sorrow, and spring birds and autumn insects make their own sounds.
The readers of the gold list are lively, but the readers who cannot pass the examination can only complain about themselves.
The familiar literary scholar Pu Songling took the test for a lifetime, and the result was still not a meritorious name, so it can be seen that talented people may not be in line with the intentions of the chief examiner, and may not be able to stand out among many readers.
Although Pu Songling enjoyed a great name in later generations, Pu Songling's "Liaozhai Zhiyi" has also become a classic masterpiece.
However, when Pu Songling is alive, there must be a lot of frustration and a lot of pain, so we will see many strange encounters and sexual encounters of readers in the chat.
This is probably Pu Songling weaving a beautiful dream for himself and the frustrated readers in the world.
The Qing Dynasty scholar "Huang Jingren" could not numb his painful nerves, and in the cold and cold of the world and the cold and warm of human feelings, he realized the truth of "a hundred useless is a book student", and wrote this "Miscellaneous Feelings" with painful pen and ink.
"Nine out of ten people are white-eyed, and none of them are bookworms."
Others say that students are useless, which is a mockery of students.
The poet said that the student is useless, that is not only a ridicule, but also a despair of life, a feeling of being beaten by reality.
When posterity read such a painful sentence, they could not help but send a sigh to the ancient readers, and could not help but offer a sigh to Huang Jingren.
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