Text / First Brew
The flowers are endless, the willows are endless, and they should be in love with me.
The boats are empty, and they don't meet anywhere.
Zhu Xian is quiet, there are few acquaintances, and if there is affection in the sky, he should be old.
Advise the king to look at the field of fame, this ancient dream is vast.
—— Yan Shu,"Happy Migration Warbler"
Yan Shu is the lucky one in the eyes of the world, a smooth life, no waves, and in a high position, many friends, how many people dream of life, but he still feels inexplicably desolate when sending off friends.
Flowers blossom and give thanks, willows and willows fade, all have reincarnation, and life is separated, but they do not know when they will meet again. Friends are gone, and since then, the acquaintance has gradually decreased, and Zhu Xian's voice has been quiet. The eunuchs are full of clouds and impermanence, and looking back is like a big dream.
Yan Shu (晏殊), also known as Uncle Tong, was born in Fuzhou, Jiangxi in the second year of Chunhua. He was bright and studious from an early age, and at the age of five he was able to compose poetry, and the locals called him a "child prodigy". A few years later, he was recommended by Zhang Zhibai, who was then the governor of Jiangnan, to enter Beijing as a child prodigy to take the exam. During the poetry, endowment, and essay examinations, he said, "I have done these questions before, please test me with other questions." ”
His honesty and talent were greatly appreciated by Song Zhenzong, who gave him the title of Jinshi, appointed him a secretary to do the right thing, and stayed in the secret cabinet to study for further study. When his father died, he returned to his hometown to serve as a mourner, but was recalled to his post before the mourning period expired. Later, he was promoted to the position of Foreign Lang and Prince Sheren, and after a few years, he became a Hanlin scholar and was promoted to Zuo Shuzi. In the second year of the Celebratory Calendar, Yan Shuguan paid homage to the Prime Minister and made Jiaping Zhangshi an envoy.
Yan Shu's career path can be described as a step by step and ten levels of climbing, and it is not too much to describe it as a smooth step. However, no matter where he is or where he is, he is as elegant and calm as ever. But in this lightness there is always a deep loneliness.
Everyone only saw that the scenery in front of Yan Shuren was infinite, and everything was smooth, as if all the good fortune in the world had befallen him. But a few people can see him walking step by step, trembling and walking like a thin ice.
Although Yan Shu in the court was in a high position, he did not dare to take it lightly. Song Zhenzong often asked him for advice, and each time he wrote the content of the question on a small piece of paper in small square letters to him, and every time he wrote down his suggestions, he packed them together with the small piece of paper and presented them to Zhenzong, not daring to have a trace of negligence.
As the saying goes, a companion is like a companion of a tiger, today you are the stars holding the moon, tomorrow you may become a prisoner of the order, all the glory and disgrace are between the thoughts of the supreme person. Yan Shu, who was well versed in the way of being an official, understood this truth, so he was always vigilant and sober, and he always had inexplicable loneliness and loneliness.
A new song for a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion.
When does the sun set?
Helpless flowers fell, and déjà vu returned.
The small garden incense path wanders alone.
- "Huan Xi Sha"
Drinking fine wine, listening to Ge Ji play the newly composed song, the weather is still as good as ever, the pavilions are as quiet and elegant as ever, even the swallows in front of the hall, as if they were the two of last year. Everything is still the same, but he has a sense of object being human. Walk alone on the path of the garden, falling flowers and leaves, with a little loneliness.
It is said that Yan Shu is a rich and idle person, who sings and drinks frequently every day. Ye Mengde's "Summer Escape Record" once recorded: Yan Shu "only likes guests, does not taste a day without feasting and drinking, every good guest will stay, and stay will be accompanied by song and music." ”
Yan Shu likes to make friends and likes to be lively, but is this his heart, or is it his helplessness? Only he knew. People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes, and few people in the world can show their hearts. What's more, how could Yan Shu, who could maintain peace and wealth throughout his life, travel freely in the world at will.
The clouds on the surface are light and the wind is light, and the heavy and hidden worries in his heart make his poems always filled with ethereal sorrows in indifference.
The golden wind is thin, and the leaves and leaves are falling.
Green wine is easy to get drunk at first taste, and a pillow small window sleeps heavily.
Ziwei hibiscus flowers are remnants, but the oblique sun is dry.
When the two swallows want to return, the silver screen was slightly cold last night.
- "Qing Ping Le"
The autumn breeze is thin, the exquisite pavilions are plated with a layer of gold in the sunset, and the purple weeds and hibiscus flowers in the courtyard have just withered, still exuding elegance and luxury. Yan Shu, who was slightly drunk, saw a pair of swallows leaving among the fluttering sycamore leaves, and did not know when to return, and suddenly a kind of cold loneliness struck his heart.
Yan Shu's heart is lonely, and Yan Shu's love is also lonely. He had three wives in his lifetime, but none of them were long-lived, and all of them went before him due to illness, leaving him empty in vain. Although the historical texts do not leave a single word about his daily life with them, they leave many remembrances in his poems.
The sills are sad and the smoke orchid is weeping, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows are flying away.
Mingyue did not know how to leave hatred and bitterness, and the slanted light reached Xiao to wear Zhu Hu.
Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world.
Want to send a color note and a ruler, where do you know the mountains and rivers?
- "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
This is his work in memory of his deceased wife. Although there is no heart-wrenching sadness of Su Shi's mourning words of "ten years of life and death are vast", his desolation of leaning on a tall building alone and looking at the end of the world is also unbearable. I don't know what kind of people they are, and what may make Yan Shu miss so much must be a gentle and quiet woman.
Perhaps there is no romance between them to gamble on books and pour tea, but it must be the harmony of Qinser and Ming, so that many years later Yan Shu still wants to reconcile with his poems, but he does not know where to send the color notes. Life and death, on both sides of yin and yang, bring people only vast loneliness and hopelessness.
Although Yan Shu had been a high-ranking official for fifty years, and there were also singers and dancers in his family, he had never spread any affair. But he must also have a confidant with a red face that he loves deep inside, otherwise he wouldn't have so much lingering lovesickness.
Red letters in small print, saying that the business is flat.
Hongyan in the cloud fish in the water, sad this feeling is difficult to send.
The slanting sun leans on the West Building, and The Remote Mountain is just opposite the curtain hook.
People don't know where to go, and the green waves are still flowing east.
It is said that when Yan Shu was drinking with Ouyang Xiu once, Ouyang Xiu invited a singer girl named Zhang Caiping. When talking about poetry, Yan Shu was surprised to find that she and he were surprisingly in agreement on many points of view, which gave him a sense of encounter.
But after all, they only met in Pingshui, and after a brief meeting, they parted for a lifetime. Yan Shu never saw her again, but that lovesickness lived in his heart, and he could only integrate this love into the poems and pay tribute to the innocent feelings.
The oil wall incense car is no longer met, and the gorge cloud has no trace of the west and the east.
The pear blossom courtyard dissolves in the moon, and the willow pond is lightly windy.
After a few days of lonely and injured drinking, a small number of smoking bans.
The fish book wants to send what is up to, and the water is far away and the mountains are everywhere.
- "The Moral"
White clouds and dogs, the world is unpredictable, once spent the beauty of the moon before, fleeting like smoke, like the clouds of Wushan Mountain, coming and going without a trace, and it is difficult to reunite. The moonlight is like water, the pear blossoms are flying, and in the empty courtyard, only the poet stands alone in the rain of flowers, tasting the pain of his thoughts.
After Yan Shu's life was stable and smooth, after his death at the age of sixty-five, Song Renzong personally went to pay tribute to him, and for two days he quit the dynasty, gave him the title of "Yuan Xian". Those who can receive this honor are rare in ancient and modern times. But he is still lonely, "the wine people are scattered, idle steps rely on the sycamore alone" "the building is high and the eyes are broken, the sky is dark, only haggard" "Full of mountains and rivers are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more"...