Night Rain 丨 Song Yan: Let the pain blossom the most beautiful lotus in the bottom of your heart

Let the pain blossom into the most beautiful lotus in the heart

Song Yan

Recently, it was quickly circled by Huang Qishan's "Dingfeng Wave".

At home on weekends, listening over and over again, up to dusk, listening to dozens or hundreds of times and still wanting to stop. Friends said that the recent hit classic aria has been circulated, but this song and "Moss" are the best. Yeah, what else can you say? I need to know that in my heart, just one Su Dongpo is enough to make way for everyone in China's five-thousand-year literary history.

All of them!

Because of Huang Qishan, revisit "Fixing the Storm". Maybe our minds really need to be washed. If they are, they are not enough to turn into all the lotuses.

When I was a teenager, I read poetry, but I loved Li Yishan, Wen Feiqing, Liu Sanchang, Li Chongguang and other people, and I liked to read the broken hatred of mountains and rivers in their beautiful and gentle poems, the sorrow of life and death, the love of talented people, and the style and loneliness of Yiqi shusheng... In recent years, as I have grown older, I have become more partial to Wang Wei, Li Yi and others, as if I had read a thousand years of immortal love when I was a teenager, and it was the love and sorrow of life. Today, reading is the eternal principle, the philosophy and truth of life.

From love to reason, reasonable and reasonable, perhaps this is the sublimation of the realm of life! Cold eyes to see the world, passionate love of life. Only with clear eyes and clear vision, will they be not alarmed and calm, just like Mr. Dongpo's "Fixing the Storm".

"Don't listen to the sound of the 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. ”

The wind and rain are coming, the rain gear is all gone, and there is no way to avoid it, so what is there to be alarmed about? If it comes, it will be safe, and it will not be a big deal to pour a cold rain, wet a shirt, and that's it. Therefore, some people say that if you use a word to represent Mr. Dongpo, it must be this sentence: "Bamboo sticks and shoes are lighter than horses, and a smoke and rain can be a life." However, I feel that this sentence cannot really represent mr. Dongpo's inner realm, after all, a smoke and rain is only an attitude to life, and the only thing that can really reflect mr. Dongpo's life pattern is this sentence: "Looking back at the place where it has always been, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine." ”

Although it is early spring, the spring breeze is still warm and cold, even if it is cold, but the cold is the most likely to wake up, as if life needs this kind of pain to wake up, and after awakening, it may be able to glow with new vitality. A sober word makes the author's heart clearer as a mirror. At this time, they were facing the oblique sun, although the sun was nearly twilight, they were still happy, but only for a little while, a little while. Looking back on the bumpy road that I once thought was a bumpy road and a happy life, I suddenly felt that this is exactly what life was!

There is no wind or rain or sunshine!

For this reason, compared to other poems of the gentleman who is also deeply loved, such as "Long hate this body is not me, when to forget the camp." Or "Laughter fades away, but amorous but annoyed." "I love this song "Fixing the Storm" even more. After all, whether it is "hate" and "forget" or "affection" and "annoyance", how can it withstand the pattern of "awakening" and "nothing"?

Someone once said: "There are three kinds of art in the world, one is the sprinkling of good times, one is the sigh of adversity, and the other is the return of despair." This sentence was originally used to evaluate the works of calligraphy and painting in Chinese history, but I feel that art is originally the same, painting or poetry, originally the same destination, not to mention that the work of art is ultimately the embodiment of the author's realm and pattern, so I think this is also the triple realm of art or life. Just like Mengjiao's "Spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, see all the Chang'an flowers in one day." Li Chongguang's "Ask jun can have some sorrows, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward." "Why not sigh in adversity? Looking at the entire Tang poems and Song Poems, there is only one Su Dongpo, and only this sentence of his: "Looking back at the place where it has always been, there is no wind and rain and no sunshine." "It's a desperate return!

If you have never received it, how can you let go?

Back to another song recommended by a friend, Yuan Ming's "Moss": "The day is not everywhere, and youth comes just in time." Moss flowers are as small as rice, and also learn to bloom peonies." Although it is also very touching, in my opinion, the struggle of the little people can not withstand the relief of the big people. Because letting go of everything is ultimately harder than trying to get!

Remembering that Li Bai is known as a poetry immortal, Ran Shixian has been running on the road of pursuing fame all his life, but he has never received a meritorious name in his life. Therefore, I think that Li Bai's immortality comes from his innocence, from the initial tranquility of his seeing the mountain as a mountain. Therefore, Li Bai said: "Life must be full of joy." "It was childlike childishness and freedom. Compared with Li Bai, Mr. Dongpo is a genuine person. In his lifetime, the eunuch sea was ups and downs, three ups and three downs, and he also lived in the height of the temple, and he was an extremely popular subject; he was also far away from the rivers and lakes, drifting for half a life, and even several times almost lost his life, even if he finally died, he was still on the way back to the north....... But look at our Mr. Dongpo! Obviously, when it comes to heavy rain, it is inevitable to say: "Bamboo sticks and shoes are lighter than horses." Obviously, there is no dish to drink, but also to say: "The taste of the world is pure joy." Obviously, he was degraded to the barbaric land of Lingnan, and he still wanted to say: "Three hundred lychees a day, do not quit being a Lingnanian." Obviously, I miss my brothers and can't see them, but I still want to say: "I hope that people will be long- and thousands of miles will be cherished together"....... For Mr. Dongpo, it is not that life needs to be happy, but that life is not happy!

It's just that Su Dongpo, a great figure who is called indispensable and difficult to have in the world by the future generations, in this life, what has made him is not joy, but it is precisely pain. The difference between him and others is only a pleasure in suffering, so he eventually breaks the cocoon and becomes a butterfly. And how many people in the world have fallen into mud in these so-called setbacks and tribulations, and have failed completely? For example, Liu Yong, who has never had ambitions all his life, from the time when he was a young man, "endured the floating name and changed it to a shallow low singing." The seeming arrogance of the wind candle, when the wind and candles are dead, "good days and good scenes, not saving the eyebrows." "Plain desolation? But think about it, in this life, who has not had setbacks and failures, who has not been lonely and wandering, especially people to middle age, there are old people, there are small ones, and there are also flesh and blood fangs in the workplace, and they are mushrooming to themselves, looking at the tiger, so Feng Tang's greasy middle-aged article provokes everyone to endanger themselves and think about it. In fact, the so-called greasy, is not a helpless, a lack of self-entanglement? Just like Mr. Dongpo, in the same middle age, on the road of depreciation, he made this clear and clear "Fixing the Wind and Waves".

Life is indeed a kind of practice!

Quiet as ever, so don't listen to the sound of leaves beating through the forest, pure as ever, so the bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than horses, peaceful as ever, so a smoke and rain let life. Everything has been experienced, but everything is as it was before, so why not look at the mountain or the realm of the mountain? It turned out that Mr. Dongpo's mountain and the mountain of Shixian Li Bai had long been separated by thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains.

Therefore, I have always felt that if Tao Yuanming is the spiritual coordinate that Chinese literati look up to, then Mr. Dongpo must be the needle of the sea god in the heart of Chinese literati! No matter how turbulent the world is, the waves stand on the wall, and in the end, it can only become the calm and calm of the heart, and the waves are not alarming...

"When to take off and where to settle down?" Every step is light and breezy. Always looking, a pair of eyes, can see the figure of the years. It is said that life is a journey, always crossing, one's own soul. How far away is the dream and how deep is the love? It turned out to be just a landscape. Mo listened to the sound of leaves beating through the forest..." After a thousand years, Huang Qishan once again interpreted the calm and brilliance of Mr. Dongpo with a pop song in E major. Maybe life is really a hurdle, either easy to fight, the clouds are light and clear; or a lifetime of obsession, stuck in the mud. Then let's return to the purest and pureest mind!

Precipitate in difficulties, sublimate in silence. Make the pain into scabs and open the most beautiful lotus in the bottom of your heart!

(Author Affilications:Chongqing Electric Power Industry Association)