Drunk and asleep, no one called, flowing to the front stream also did not know.
I inadvertently saw these two verses, how dashing and as desired, a man, a boat, arbitrarily east and west, north and south.
Where is it at this moment? Where to go?
It was as if at this moment, thousands of troubles disappeared.
One
Let's take a look at this song "Xixing".
Xixing
Tang Dynasty. Du Xunhe
Mountain rain creek wind wind roll fishing wire, wa ou canopy bottom alone when plucked.
Translation:
Fishing in the deep mountains and streams, suddenly, the wind and rain came, I rolled up the fishing wire, sat alone on the canopy, at this moment took out the clay pot containing wine, and drank myself in the wind and rain.
Drunk and asleep, Ren boat drifted in the stream. When he woke up, he realized that the boat had drifted down the mountain stream to the front stream.
Two
Du Xunhe, a famous but doomed poet of the late Tang Dynasty.
In 846, Du Xunhe was born.
At this time, the Tang Dynasty was no longer Li Bai's Tang Dynasty, nor was it the Tang Dynasty of Bai Juyi and Li He, and after the Anshi Rebellion, it was precarious and unstable.
Du Xunhe had extraordinary ambitions in his childhood, had a grand dream, and persevered for this purpose.
But the time was not right, and multiple blows made this robust, idealistic young man a sickly and dazed old man.
In his later years, the poet had no choice but to return to his hometown of Jiuhua Mountain to live a miserable life of seclusion, and this poem was improvised after his retreat.
The rain is so strong and windy that even this small wish of fishing cannot be realized, and the poet should have a little bitterness in his heart.
Perhaps in the eyes of others at this moment, it is time to row home, but he did not, in the face of wind and rain confused, poured out the wine in the crock pot and drank it himself.
Maybe the poet wants to wait for the rain to be a little lighter before continuing fishing;
It may also be because of the "mountain rain and stream wind", just with the excuse of alcohol addiction, the poet has the opportunity to have a drink.
At this moment, he is like this boat floating arbitrarily in the mountains and streams, very dashing and open, but through the scene and atmosphere of the picture, how helpless he is, and the pain and struggle in his heart are not also at this moment?
Three
As he said in a memoir poem he wrote to himself in his later years, "Self-Narration".
The wine urn book accompanies the sick, familiar with current affairs and is happy to be poor.
Ning is a cosmic idle bard, afraid of being a dry thief.
The poem has not forgotten the rescue, and the world's love is not true.
Ordinary life is speechless, white-haired Wu Tang Yiyi people.
--Tang. Du Xunhe's "Self-Narration"
"Ordinary life is speechless, white-haired Wu Tang Yiyi", he is in the dark world, his ambition is difficult to reward, how bitter.
When there is rare joy, even the insignificant pleasure of sleeping is probably very little.
So the joy of that moment, he said, "Drunk and asleep, no one calls, and I don't know if I flow to the front stream."
At this time, the poet woke up, still a little confused, and took a closer look, only to find that he had arrived at Qianxi. How he hoped that this moment could last a long time, and then have a beautiful dream of "not knowing the sky in the water after getting drunk, full of boats and dreams crushing the galaxy".
At night, the waves are still, and the bright Milky Way is reflected in the lake. On the passenger ship by the lake, the poet from day to night, holding his hand on the cup, one chant after another, enjoyed himself, and finally got drunk and slept.
Between heaven and earth, only a leisurely boat on Dongting Lake moored in the brilliant galaxy, in the slightly drunken and hazy eyes of the people in the boat, the water and the sky gradually became one, and the people gradually wandered into the detached state of forgetting things and forgetting.
Even if the dream is not revived with a drunkenness.
Four
Wang Guowei said that "all scenery is love language".
Du Xunhe's poem is not carved or decorated, and naturally, it is fascinating.
At this moment, I seemed to see Lord Li Hou singing: "Flowers are full of Nagisa, wine is full of Ou, and I am free in waves." ”
It is as if I saw Zhang Zhihe in the song: "Green baskets, green coats, oblique wind and drizzle do not have to return." ”
In the trance, there was also the shadow of Ye Shaoweng, "The spring tide brings rain and comes late, and the wild ferry has no one to cross itself."
There was also the same fishing Sikong Shu said, "After returning from fishing, I don't tie the boat, and the Emura moon is falling asleep." Even if the wind blows overnight, it is only at the shallow water of the reeds."
Five
It was like a dream,
Yu "drunk and asleep without being called, flowing to the front stream also do not know" abruptly stopped.
So everything is left to the reader, and everything is endless and endless.