"Drama for the second of the six sentences" Du Fu
Wang Yang Lu Luo was in his body at that time, and he was light and thin.
Ercao's body and name are destroyed, and the rivers and rivers are not wasted.
Wang Bo, Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, and Luo Bin wang were famous for their poetry and became the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, of which Wang Bo was particularly famous for his "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" and "Sending Du Shaofu to Ren Shu Prefecture". Wang Bocongmin is studious, he is six years old and can write, known as a child prodigy. Wang Bo's fate was uncertain, he entered the army at the age of sixteen and was dismissed from office because of "Cockfighting", and later he was given the rank of soldier to be degraded twice for privately killing officials and slaves, and died at the age of twenty-seven, falling into the water and dying young. Regarding the death of Wang Bo, there is a beautiful and romantic legend in the "Awakening to the Everlasting Word".
When Wang Bo was young, he took a boat from Jinling to Jiujiang, and when the boat arrived at the horse, the wind and waves suddenly rolled, and he saw that the boat was about to overturn. The people on the boat were frightened and undecided, but Wang Bo sat on the boat and read aloud. The man in charge of the boat asked, "The people in the boat are in danger of their lives, so why doesn't this teenager panic at all?" Wang Bo smiled and said, "My fate is in heaven, which river god can decide!" Don't panic, I'll save your lives. So Wang Bo took out a pen and paper, chanted a poem, and threw it into the water. Strange to say, the wind and waves between the whiskers are calm.
The boat anchored in Madang Mountain, and Wang Bo went ashore and strolled down. I saw that there was an ancient temple on Madang Mountain, the environment was quiet, and the vermilion plaque read "Zhongyuan Shuifu Palace". Wang Bo had been playing for a long time, and was about to return to the boat when he suddenly saw an old man sitting on a stone by the river. The old man asked, "Could it be Wang Bo who came?" Wang Bo asked in amazement: "I have never met your old man, how do you know my name?" The old man smiled and said, "I see you composing poems on the ship, and you are very angry." Why don't you take a name for yourself? Wang Bo said: "It is really a poor family and has no entanglement, so it has been exiled here." Lao Weng said: "Tomorrow is the Chongyang Festival, and Yan Boyu, the governor of Hongdu County (Nanchang), wants to write the "Record of the Tengwang Pavilion". If you give a gift in the past, he will definitely fund you with thousands of dollars, and you can also be famous in the future. Wang Bo sighed and said, "Here to Hongdu more than seven hundred miles, how can you get here overnight?" The old man said, "You just have to get on the boat, I will help you with a breeze, and tomorrow you will definitely arrive in Hongdu." Wang Bo asked again, "Dare to ask the old gentleman, are you a god or a fairy?" The old man said, "I am zhongyuan shuijun, and that ancient temple is my incense." Wang Bo thanked him and then took the boat away. As soon as the ship opened its sails, it saw that the auspicious wind was ethereal, and it had blown out a hundred miles between its turns. The next day, sure enough, we arrived in Hongdu.
On September 9, Yan Dudu invited jiangnan celebrities, more than a hundred people with superb literary skills, and Wang Bo sat at the end of the table because of his young age. Yan Dudu said: "This Tengwang Pavilion is a stunning scene in Hongdu, and today the heroes gathered, I don't know who is willing to make a preface to this grand meeting?" Everyone refused to write, and one of them let one take the turn in front of Wang Bo. Wang Bo did not resign, and wrote in public. Yan Dudu calmed his face and got up and went to the back hall. It turned out that Yan Dudu had already asked his son-in-law Wu Zizhang to prepare a preface and write it to everyone as an improvisation during the banquet, so as to promote his reputation. However, Yan Dudu was not dead-hearted, and he asked people to read Wang Bo's writings in the front hall and report at any time. Hearing that Wang Bo wrote at the beginning of the chapter, "Yuzhang Old County, Hongdu New Province", Yan Dudu said: "It is just a cliché. Hearing also that "the stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to henglu", Yan Dudu was silent. As the next person returned, the more Yan Dudu listened, the more surprised he became, and when he heard that "the sunset and the lone bird flew together, and the autumn water was long and colorful", Yan Dudu slapped the table with his hand and said: "This man's pen is like divine help, what a genius!" So he changed his clothes and returned to his seat and invited Wang Bo to take the seat. There is nothing in this room that the literati here have not praised after reading the preface.
While everyone was discussing, they heard someone say in a loud voice: "The hairy boy from there took the old texts from my ancestors to pretend to be his own new works, and you hid it from others or from me?" Yan Dudu looked at it, and it was his son-in-law Wu Zizhang. Wu Zizhang saw that everyone was looking at him, and then said, "If you don't believe me, I'll try to memorize it." So Wu Zizhang read this preface aloud, word for word, full of surprise. After Wang Bo listened to Wu Zizhang's reading, his face did not change color, and he said unhurriedly: "Your ability to never forget is no less than Yang Xiu and Zhang Song." You said that this is the old text of your ancestors, I don't know if there is a poem after this article? Wu Zizhang said, "There is no poetry. Wang Bo got up and left the table, looked at everyone and said, "There are actually eight poems behind this article, if it is an old text, I don't know if any of you remember?" "Asked three times, no one could answer. Wang Bo spread out the paper and inscribed a poem after the preface.
King Teng's high pavilion is linjiangzhu, and Pei Yumingluan is singing and dancing.
The painting is facing the South Pu cloud, and the bead curtain is rolling in the rain of the western mountains.
The shadow of the idle cloud pond is leisurely, and the things change stars to move several degrees in autumn.
Where is the Emperor of the Cabinet? The Yangtze River flows empty of its own streams outside the sills.
After Wu Zizhang finished reading it, he was full of shame and strode away with his head bowed. The guests present all said to Yan Dudu, "Wang Bo's literary style and Ling Son-in-law's memory are unparalleled in the world!" So he summoned Back Wu Zizhang, and the two admired each other and were full of joy.
The next day, Yan Dudu rewarded Wang Bo with a thousand gold worth of yellow liquor and silk, and Wang Bo resigned. Wang Bo returned to Madang Mountain, offered the utensils in the temple, and prostrated his head in thanks. And inscribed a poem on the wall: "Good wind sends a light boat overnight, and the sails are upscale." Deeply aware of the divine deeds, I wish to be accompanied by tranquility in the next life. Wang Bo was about to leave, when suddenly the auspicious clouds drifted, cigarettes were everywhere, and an old man was sitting on the temple, which was the source of water in the day before. Wang Bo thanked him. Shui Jun said, "I am very happy to see that you have inscribed poems in my temple, and I have the meaning of being quiet with me." But your life is not exhausted, and when the time comes, I will naturally meet you. Wang Bo asked Zhongyuan Shuijun about his own future of Shoulu, and Shuijun said, "The heavenly opportunity must not be leaked." "After saying that, it dissipated into a breeze. After Wang Bo left Madang Mountain, he was unhappy.
Wang Bo visited his father in Jiaozhi County and returned by boat for half a year. On the way to the trip, I suddenly heard that there was a fairy music floating on the water, and five-colored auspicious clouds fell from the sky. Dozens of fairies dressed in neon jade pendants gave way to a girl in green clothes. The girl shouted to Wang Bo and said, "On Niangniang's order, I will call you to heaven!" Wang Bo asked the girl, "Who is Niangniang?" The girl said, "Niangniang is the god of water in charge of the world, wu Cailuan, the jade girl of the immortals." The Ma Dang Shan Shui Jun said that you have written through ancient and modern times, and invited you to go to the abbot of Penglai and write poems to highlight the beauty of Penglai. Wang Bo said, "How can people and gods be invited?" My king Bo has a fate in life and death, and if there is a jade rune, it is really difficult to obey the fate. The girl said, "If you don't go, Zhongyuan Shuijun will have to come and invite him personally." You have the opportunity to become an immortal, when you inscribed a poem in the Shuijun Temple, I wish to accompany you to be quiet, have you forgotten it? Wang Bo thought, "Shui Jun once said that when we meet in the future, it turns out that they were already doomed in the dark." So he turned back and said goodbye to the people on the ship, and everyone was shocked. When I look at Wang Bo again, I don't know where I am.
Wang Botian's talent, a "Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion" to create a famous place throughout the ages, a sentence "Confidant in the sea, if the end of the world is next to each other" wrote the world's parting feelings, and its writing style was to change the legacy of the Six Dynasties of the early Tang Dynasty painting, laying an important foundation for the development of Tang poetry. Unfortunately, he fell into the water and died of fright on the way back from the toe. It is precisely because of people's love for Wang Bo that there is this romantic story. Maybe Wang Bo really feathered into a fairy and wrote those beautiful poems in the abbot of Penglai.
This is exactly:
Talent has always been a god,
Wind and flood are all accidental!
Endowed with the order of the High Cabinet of King Teng,
He accompanied Zhongyuan with the Immortals.