Chinese's fascination with wine has a long history.
Han Youcao borrowed wine to dispel his sorrows: how to relieve his worries? Only Du kang.
Tang Youli Bai was lying drunk in the mountains: I wanted to get drunk and go to Qingqing, and the Ming Dynasty intended to hold the qin.
Song you Li Qingzhao had a drink before going to bed: Last night the rain was sparse and windy, and the heavy sleep did not consume the residual wine.
Qing you Nalan buys drunk late at night: drunk in front of a flash of light, hate is like a spring dream.
People in the world love wine, not because of how delicious it is, but because under the influence of alcohol, you can temporarily forget your troubles and get a moment of relaxation.
People who like to drink alcohol are generally divided into two types:
One is a person with a good amount of alcohol, who has passed five levels and cut six generals at the wine table, even if he is drunk, he will wake up after taking a nap.
For example, Su Shi: drinking dongpo at night wakes up drunk, and returns as if three more.
Everyone was drunk two or three times, and they could go home by themselves, which showed the amount of alcohol.
The second is that people with bad alcohol, a few cups of yellow soup under the belly, they feel that the footsteps are weak, they are not strong enough to drink, but the more frustrated and courageous, and the food and love to drink.
For example, Xin abandoned the disease.
Xi Jiang Yue Shu Xing
Drunk and laughing, he will worry about the work.
Recently, I have begun to realize that the books of the ancients are all useless.
Last night Matsube was drunk and asked Matsu how drunk I was.
Only suspect that loose to help, with the hand to push the loose to go.
The poem was written during the Qingyuan Dynasty, when Xin was deposed and lived idly in Wanzhou (瓢州, in modern Yancheng, Jiangsu).
At that time, the court of the Southern Song Dynasty was in the midst of deep waters, internal and external troubles, and the mountains and rains were coming, but the ruling class still did not think of making progress and coveted pleasure.
From the very beginning of the painstaking advice, to the end of the disappointment, but can not really let go of the heart of the desire to serve the country, daily worry and sigh, full of resentment and nowhere to relieve.
So he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and decided to get himself drunk.
After three rounds of drinking, drunkenness gradually rises, temporarily leaving the worries and worries behind, just drinking freely, laughing loudly, where is the kung fu to think about those bad things?
But having said that, can you really forget it?
Let's move on:
When I think about it recently, I just think that the books of the sages I have read before are written about something, and there is no credibility at all.
In a word, to overthrow all the words of the ancient sages, how arrogant, and to hear them is to be drunk.
But that wasn't what he meant.
Xin abandoned the disease advocating the War of Resistance, opposing peace, not wanting to see the motherland split, and the iron hooves of the Jin people trampling on the homeland, which was a correct practice advocated in ancient books throughout the ages.
However, the court of the Southern Song Dynasty did not think so, they were cowardly and afraid of war, only guarding their own wealth and glory to get by, and turning a deaf ear to advice and good plans.
Xin said he was tired, said he was tired, and didn't want to argue anymore.
You are the only madman when you are the only one in the whole world who is awake; when the whole world is wrong and you are the only one who is right, you are wrong.
So he said, "That's it, I'm wrong, the sages of the ancients are all wrong, okay?"
A bunch of Adou who can't stand up, Lao Tzu doesn't talk nonsense with you!
Underneath the pungent irony, there is a deep helplessness.
The more Xin Qiyi thought about it, the more angry he became, the more he drank, and finally he was drunk, to what extent was he drunk?
After not taking a few steps, he fell next to an old pine.
He looked up, perhaps mistaking the pine tree for a human being, or perhaps forgetting that the pine tree could not speak, and asked drunkenly:
"Eh, man, do you see me drunk?"
Seeing this, don't laugh at him, who hasn't been drunk and has the experience of treating a telephone pole as a human being?
After getting drunk, the world seems to become a flowing liquid, the sky is moving, the earth is moving, and the pine trees are moving.
In the haze of drunken eyes, Xin Zhiyi only saw the pine branches swaying with the wind, only thinking that this old pine was afraid that he thought I was drunk and wanted to help me.
So he waved his hand at it and said:
"Go and go, don't help you!" I'm not drunk at all! ”
Did he really not know he was drunk?
Not really, but despite this, he can also struggle to stand up on his own and not have to rely on others.
This is the stubbornness and arrogance that he still retains after being hit by reality countless times.
On the other hand, the Southern Song Dynasty court, which had no backbone, was afraid that when it was sober, it could not straighten its waist and back, and could only live on its knees and rely on people's sniffles.
Xin is telling the world through this seemingly comical scene: You are all kneeling, but I will not kneel.
There are only a few crosses in the whole word, but it outlines a drunken scene with great dramatic conflict for us, which makes people laugh when reading.
But after laughing, it was a deep helplessness.
How many times of fruitless return, how many times of disappointment, how many times of sleeplessness, so that a hot-blooded teenager becomes a middle-aged man who is drunk and self-deprecating.
Only to make a shouter more and more silent.
In a chaotic world, being the only sober person is a painful thing.
If that's the case, why don't I just abandon that desperate sobriety and get drunk again!"
Many people will be like him when they encounter unsatisfactory things in life, choosing to get drunk and escape from reality for a while.
But don't forget, Li Bai once said: Drawing a knife to cut off the water is more flowing, and raising a glass to dispel sorrow is more sorrowful.
With drunken cover, he pretended to forget his sorrows and spat out wild words, but he could not deceive his own heart, and between the lines, he was still full of sorrow and unwillingness.
Wine has never been a panacea, just a bout of anesthetic that can only temporarily paralyze people's pain nerves.
Just because you don't feel it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
After waking up drunk, you still have to clap your hands and continue to walk forward.
Just like Xin Abandoned Disease, he wrote this poem in middle age, and the feeling of disappointment and chill overflowed the paper, making people think that he would go on and not ask about the world.
But in later days, he still went out to the mountains again as an official, even if he was degraded again, he did not give up, and even at the age of sixty-four, he was entrusted with important duties.
He was disappointed countless times, but never despaired.
He complained many times, many times he was frustrated, but he never really gave up.
So, dear friend, if you also have moments when you are overwhelmed by life, you can certainly exchange drunkenness for a moment of relaxation.
But after waking up drunk, please still love life and be full of ideals.
Sober and courageous to live your life.
Poetry Jun Friendship Reminder:
Drink pleasantly, get drunk and hurt your body, don't covet the cup.