Cen Shan, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, is extremely famous, especially the most accomplished biansai poetry, similar to the gaoshi style, all of which are known for their "wind bones", and posterity calls them "Gao Cen", but the encounters between the two are very different, Gao applied more than ten years of gorgeous counterattack, from an anonymous grassroots to a marquis of extremely popular subjects, extremely beautiful. And Cen San, the family glory is gone, the quest is not successful, twice out of the cypress ambition is not rewarded, a lifetime of travel, footprints throughout the north and south of the river, and finally died in a foreign country.
When it comes to Cen Shan, people always think of his poems of novelty, magnificence, steep style, and magnificent words: volcanic clouds, Tianshan snow, steaming in the hot sea, Hanhai strange cold, fierce wind rolling stones, yellow sand into the sky, border pass bitter cold, Saiwai cold moon, all integrated into his poems.
Travel thousands of miles, write thousands of poems, footsteps, pen cultivation, for the ambition and ideal in his heart, a lifetime of drifting outside, like a travel blogger who measures the world with his feet and paper and pencil. However, it is worth mentioning that Cen Shan spent most of his life in the great northwest of "Pingsha vast and yellow like the sky", but in the end, in Chengdu, where "Jincheng Silk Pipe Days are full of days", he drew the end of his life and became a complete foreigner, which made people sigh.
<h1 class="ql-align-justify" > official eunuch family, talented nine years old Nengwen. </h1>
In 715, Cen Shan was born in a well-known bureaucratic family, and he proudly stated in "Feeling the Old Endowment": "The country has six leaves, and the three phases of wumen." That is to say, in the nearly one hundred years before he was born, the family has produced 3 prime ministers, great-grandfathers, uncles, and uncles are all famous for their extraordinary literature and ink, one discipline and three phases, which is a miracle, and his father has also served two states, and his family lineage is very prominent.
Unfortunately, such a family prestige did not benefit Cen Shan himself. The family was in decline, and more than 10 elderly people were ruthlessly killed by the emperor, and his father died when he was young.
Such a grand boom and bust, ordinary people can not imagine, the young Cen Shan followed an older brother to school, coupled with diligence and studiousness, at the age of nine can write a good article.
The hardships that have been counted in the early years can be roughly summarized as: five years old to read, nine years old to belong to literature, and fifteen hidden in Songyang.
He lived in seclusion at the age of fifteen, and can be said to be the youngest hermit poet, seven years earlier than Wang Wei and 15 years earlier than Li Bai.
Saying that it is a seclusion is actually just the nature of fifteen or sixteen-year-old children who like to play around. On rainy days, I read and write at home, and when the weather is good, I go out to play.
<h1 class="ql-align-justify" > and Guan Weishi, running to Jingluo to roam Heshuo. </h1>
Cen Shan, who had lived in seclusion for four or five years, saw that in the year of the crown, it was time to seek an official position and show his ambitions, so he went to Chang'an to pay homage to the high-ranking officials and the emperor, and presented books to the emperor in order to seek wenda.
But his path to seeking office was very bumpy, and he was as pitiful as Du Fu.
Despite his talent, no one was willing to give him a chance. Cen Shan was also very casual, so he gave up temporarily, and Cen Shan, who returned home, quickly married a wife, and then left home for half a year, and within a few years, he ran to Jingluo to roam Heshuo.
The first stop is Jizhou, he stands on the south bank of the Yellow River, looking at the north bank, thinking of his wife who is staying at home, feeling infinite guilt in his heart, a person's travel, for him, may be comfortable, but let his wife also endure a kind of loneliness:
Yingying is separated by water, and the silence is more primitive.
Wave on the socks, fish side reminiscence book.
The moon is like an eyebrow has been drawn, and the clouds are like a new comb.
Spring wisdom,Momoka laughing house.
This is one of the few love poems of Cen Shan, it is a subtle thought, but it is affectionate, a water apart, two places miss each other, see the moon is the wife's eyebrows, see the cloud is the wife's hair, miss a person to the extreme is just this feeling,
All the scenery seen at this time is the wife, which has the same emotion as Du Fu's "Moon Night":
The incense mist clouds are wet, and the qinghui jade arm is cold.
When to lean on the false pretense, double photo tear stains dry.
Cen Shan went all the way, and wrote poetry all the way, he may have seen the most beautiful mountains and rivers, the most beautiful castles, but he will still think of the people he loves one night, which may be experienced by everyone who goes out.
Gain means loss.
Several intermittent book offerings were not satisfactory, and Cen Shan had to continue to travel and accumulate fame.
The second stop went to Yecheng, thinking that the scene where Cao Cao had once been drinking and having fun was now a tomb, and how much glory he had before his death would eventually fade away, and the prosperity of the past would finally be just a desolate place:
Get off the city of Madeng, and the city is empty.
The east wind blows wildfires and twilights into the Hall of Flying Clouds.
The south corner of the city faces the Lingtai, and the Zhangshui flows east.
Emperor Wu's palace people went to exhaustion, and every year the spring color for whom to come.
This song "Denggu Ye City", the city air, the temple space, the water space, the palace space, the four major empty. Even though spring is approaching, for whom?
Cen Is in freedom, but the heart is in a cage, in the blink of an eye nearly thirty years old, although the name of the poem rises, it is still idle, it is inevitable that anxiety is full of heart, but in that era, everyone has their own value orientation:
Li Bai also did not use his dancing to win the success of the world's poetry in his own life, he believed that it was a lifetime that he could not lead the soldiers to fight and make great achievements in battle, and could not govern the side for the officials.
Yang Jiong used "Ning is a centurion, better than a book student." "Write the voice of many literati at that time who were eager to abandon their pens and make meritorious contributions from Rong.
Du Fu used the phrase "famous articles are written, and officials should be old and sick", lamenting that his life was full of unmotivity.
Cen Shan repeatedly expressed his inner anxiety and self-confidence:
His Silver Mountain Moraine West Pavilion says:
The husband is not rich in thirty years, can Ann keep the pen all day long?
The "Western Shu Hostel Spring Sigh Sending The Commentary on the Late Man Chengdi in the Dynasty" says:
When the work is sad, time is lost.
But tired for the article, fortunately there is a strategy.
<h1 class="ql-align-justify" > and Li Dengdi, throwing himself into the side of Sai Dazhi unpaid. </h1>
Kung Fu paid off, and Cen Shan, who had been traveling for several years, returned to Chang'an, ascended to the throne in one fell swoop, and gave the right inner leader cao to join the army.
After joining the army for a while, Cen Shan, full of ambition to serve the country, came out for the first time and was ready to show his skills in biansai, but when he arrived at biansai, he only made a secretary, mainly writing words such as the oath of battle, slowly, day by day, far from what he thought in his heart.
Fortunately, the scenery in Anxi is good, Wang Changling likes to write about war and soldiers in Biansai, while Cen Shanduo writes about scenery and misses relatives and hometown.
Wind and snow all day long, sand and mountains.
......
See the sunrise on the sand, see the sun on the sand.
Volcanoes may have fewer pedestrians, and volcanoes should be hotter in June.
No matter how beautiful the scenery will eventually be seen, the ambition in the heart is difficult to develop, and after a long time alone, loneliness will always come to mind.
After staying in Biansai for about two years, the government and the wilderness were already in chaos, Cen Shan returned to Chang'an to report for duty, took stock at the imperial court, and found that he had achieved nothing in Biansai for two years, and his heart was depressed, and then he asked Gao Shi and Du Fu's friends to go on a day trip to Ci'en Temple:
The tower was gushing out, towering over the Heavenly Palace.
Ascend out of the world, and the dao disk is empty.
Suddenly suppressing Shenzhou, Zheng Rong is like a ghost worker.
The four corners obstruct the day, and the seven layers of the sky.
Peeping down to the tall bird, listening to the wind.
The mountains are like waves, rushing as if facing east.
Qing huai jia chi road, palace hall He Linglong.
Autumn colors come from the west, and the sky is full of guanzhong.
On the northern plains of the Five Tombs, the ancient green is thick.
Pure reason can be enlightened, victorious because of the dream.
The oath will be hung up on the crown, and the dao is infinite.
- "Floating Map of Ci'en Temple with Gao Shi Xue"
Originally written to play, but did not mention the peers, only wrote about what I saw on the tower, the pagoda sky, and from the four directions of east, west, south and north, the different scenery was also written into it.
Cen Shan looked at it, and suddenly felt that the heavens and the earth were vast, and the heart of the Buddha's resignation was slowly sprouting.
<h1 class="ql-align-justify" > years ago, full of enthusiasm and playing again. </h1>
In 754, the small flame of the forty-year-old Cen Shan's heart to make meritorious contributions to revive the family glory burned again, burning faster and faster, so he asked for another plug. All the way across the Weishui River, through the Hexi Corridor, out of the Yumen Pass, over the Tianshan Mountains, and finally to the North Garden. There were old friends before, this time he served as a judge of jiedushi, and the judge of jiedushi was selected by jiedushi, who was a subordinate of the local governor, assisted in political affairs, and his position of power was much higher than that of the first time he went out, and Cen Shan once again stepped into the northwest desert with great vigor and vigor.
This time, Cen Shan's mood was much higher:
King Yaxiangqin worked bitterly and swore to repay the Lord to the side of the dust.
In the history of the ancient Qing Dynasty, who did not see, now see the merits of the ancients.
The name of the hero is only taken immediately, it is really a hero and a husband.
Seeing autumn grass in front of the flower gate building, how can you look at the old man poorly and lowly.
At this time, Cen San, ushered in the peak period of creation, and the song "White Snow Song Sent the Military Judge Back to Beijing" that has been sung for thousands of years is also from this period:
The north wind swept the white grass to the ground, and the snow flew in August.
Suddenly, like a spring breeze in the night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.
Scattered into the bead curtain wet curtain, fox fur is not warm brocade thin.
The general's horn bow could not be controlled, and it was difficult to protect the iron suit.
The HanHai was dry and iced, and the clouds of sorrow were bleak and condensed.
The Chinese army returned with wine, huqin pipa and qiang flute.
The snow fell one after another, and the wind and red flag froze.
The east gate of the wheel sent Jun to go, and when he went, the snow filled the Tianshan Road.
The mountain loop turned around and did not see jun, and the snow left a horse line.
Writing scenery and saying goodbye to friends, this poem has become Cen Shan's masterpiece, especially the sentence "Suddenly like a spring breeze in the night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms." "It has become a famous sentence throughout the ages.
There are many poets who write about snow, and Bai Juyi wrote "Night Snow":
The pillow was cold, and the window was clear again.
At night, I know that the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of bamboo folding.
Du Fu wrote "To the Snow":
War crying more new ghosts, sorrowful groaning alone old man.
The clouds are low and twilight, and the rapid snow dances back to the wind.
Even Emperor Li Shimin wrote "Wangxue":
Frozen clouds fill the mountains at night, and Su Xuexiao condenses.
Into the thousands of heavy pieces, half oblique to the wind.
No makeup empty powder, no tree alone flowers.
Haunting the sky and the sunset, breaking the color Xie Chenxia.
So many poets write about snow, only Cen San writes the best, the whole poem writes the magnificent scenery, into the changes of the snow scene of the day, especially the snowflakes are compared to pear blossoms, which is more ingenious and just right.
Unfortunately, Cen Shan still did not have the opportunity to find his own opportunity to be crowned marquis, and even began to doubt his own pursuit:
See the sunrise on the sand, see the sunset on the sand.
Repentance to the thousands of miles, what is the name of merit?
<h1 class="ql-align-justify" > war broke out, and the glory was difficult to seek. </h1>
In 755, An Lushan launched the Anshi Rebellion, the Tang Dynasty turned from prosperity to decline, and the era of Tang Xuanzong was about to end.
In the following two years, Cen Shanyuan stayed in the northwest camp, he was concerned about the future of the Tang Dynasty, walking in the desert every day, lying on the hill, bent on following his boss Cen Shan, who had made meritorious achievements in defending his family and defending the country, did not wait for the good news, but waited for the two bosses' senseless disaster.
The chaotic world produces heroes, and the times create heroes.
At this time, his former friend Gao Shi accompanied the general Ge Shuhan to resist the thief army on the front line, and after Ge Shuhan was defeated and captured, Gao Shi shrewdly chose not to abandon the lord, ran back to Chang'an to report the critical battle situation to Xuanzong, and analyzed the situation, and was praised by Xuanzong. When Emperor Suzong of Tang ascended the throne, Gao Shi actively contributed to the plot, which was very much in line with Emperor Suzong's idea of combat, ushering in the official fortune of sesame blossoming and growing high.
Du Fu escaped all the way from Chang'an, "hemp shoes see the heavenly son, sleeves leak two elbows" can not go to Lingwu to defect to Suzong, seeing that the life is like a flower but a loyal Du Fu, Suzong was moved to give Du Fu from the eight pins left to pick up the official.
Cen Shan felt that he could not hold back at the border pass any longer, so he went to Suzong, was given the right right to fill the gap, and held the same official position as Du Fu, Who was very proud of what he did, but Cen Shan was not happy:
Early on, I know that the world is in turmoil, and I read a little.
Regret not learning to bend the bow and shoot wild beards to the east.
Perhaps, Cen's temperament in participating in the imperial court was not matched, Xuanzong disdained him, Emperor Suzong did not like to listen to his loyal advice, and Emperor Daizong did not value him, and in the following years he was transferred to the local government as a second-in-command, and later served as the crown prince Zhongyun, Yubu, and Kubu Langzhong, all of whom were official positions of five pins and six pins, and they were getting farther and farther away from the pursuit of fame and fame when they were once high officials and competing for wealth.
After waiting for most of his life, Cen Shan still did not wait for glory, and his pursuit was getting farther and farther away from him.
<h1 class="ql-align-justify" > guest dies in Chengdu, and his life drifts away in peace. </h1>
In 766, Cen Wasan was appointed as the Assassin of Jiazhou, the official from Sipin, which was the largest official position in his life.
After the turmoil, the Tang Dynasty was divided, and the rivers and mountains were discolored and full of sores.
At this time, Cen Shan had no fun with gongming, and his heart was extremely calm:
Inside the mountain-colored sills, the beach sound pillow is between the seats.
The grass is quiet, and the flowers are idle.
He has Tao Yuanming's leisurely open-mindedness, and he also has a bone qi like the wind and sand on the side.
Cen Shan only served as an assassin in Shu for one year, and was deposed because he did not collude with Xichuan Jiedu to make Cui Wang, amass wealth and hurt the people.
In the winter of 770, Cen Shan died in Sichuan at the age of fifty-five, becoming a complete foreigner.
Cen Shan's life, in his own view, may be a failure: unattainable dreams, homes that cannot be returned, and even death has not fulfilled the wish of falling leaves and returning to the roots.
But for thousands of years, the passage of time has proved that his life is a success!
The sam in my eyes:
It is "suddenly like a spring breeze in the night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms" such a romantic and open-minded, amazing Cen ginseng.
It is "the name of merit is only taken immediately, it is really a hero and a husband" so heroic and arrogant, making people's blood boil.
It is "the road to the east of the old garden is long, and the sleeves of the dragon bell do not dry up" so homesick and deep, which makes people miserable.
It is "a few times to laugh in a lifetime, and when you meet each other, you must get drunk" so bold and cheerful, and people are willing to get drunk with Cen Ginseng.
He went out twice and wrote more than 70 poems, which is the most written poems among the poets of the Sheng Tang Dynasty, and it is also the most outstanding achievement.
However, throughout Cen Shan's life, perhaps only the side plug is the place that really belongs to him.
The only regret is that he does not seem to have many years of quiet days, his whole life is drifting away, he has been a foreigner all his life, perhaps in a certain night when the wind is whirled and yellow and yellow, Cen Shan has also suddenly fallen asleep, thinking about the deceased:
The cave house was springstruck last night, and the old people were still separated from the Xiang River.
In the spring dream of the pillow piece, travel thousands of miles in Jiangnan.