In the Tang Dynasty, there was a poet named Wang Changling, whose poems were full of the pride of the rivers and lakes and the sadness of the side plugs. He was a legend of his time, but he was also a tragic figure. When he was 59 years old, he took the knife and got on the horse, wanting to be loyal to the country, but unfortunately he was killed, which made people sigh.
Wang Changling, whose name is Shaobo, was born in the first year of Wu Zetian's holy calendar (698), and was a talented son of Jingzhao Chang'an (now Xi'an, Shaanxi). In his early years, he was poor and made a living from farming, but in his early years, he relied on his talent to become a jinshi in one fell swoop. At first, he served as the secretary of the provincial school secretary, and later he was erudite and resigned, and was awarded the title of Captain of the Water. However, his career was not all smooth sailing, and he was demoted to Lingnan because of his affairs. At the end of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, he returned to Chang'an and was awarded Jiang Ningcheng. However, fate always seems to play a joke on him, and he was demoted to the rank of dragon captain for slander.
In Wang Changling's career, he made many like-minded friends, including Li Bai, Gao Shi, Wang Wei, Wang Zhilian, Cen Shen, etc. They discussed poetry together, talked about the rivers and lakes, and left many masterpieces. Wang Changling's poems are known for their seven uniques, especially the poems he wrote before he went to the northwest to be in the northwest, which are even more majestic and impassioned, and are known as "the poet's master Wang Jiangning", and also have the saying of "the poet's son Wang Jiangning". His masterpieces "Seven Songs from the Army", "Out of the Stopper", "Resentment", etc., are still praised by future generations.
Wang Changling's talent was quickly recognized, and he was admitted to the Jinshi and became an official. However, his career did not go well, he was degraded many times, and even exiled to a remote place for a time. But these encounters did not defeat him, but made him more firm in his beliefs, and continued to write the changes of the times with his own brushstrokes.
Just when Wang Changling was about to usher in the peak of his life, the Anshi Rebellion broke out. The war plunged the country into chaos, displacing people and destroying lives. Although Wang Changling is nearly 60 years old, he is still full of enthusiasm, carrying a knife and preparing to make a modest contribution to the defense of the country.
Fate played a cruel joke on him. While passing through Bozhou, he was jealous and framed by the assassin Lu Qiu Xiao. Lu Qiuxiao has always been dissatisfied with Wang Changling's talent and status, and he used the power in his hands to brutally kill Wang Changling. A generation of poetry giants fell in a pool of blood, his ambition was unpaid, his poems were not finished, and his life came to an abrupt end.
Wang Changling's death shocked and regretted the entire poetry world. His friends wrote tributes to the great poet in mourning and paying tribute to him. His poems have also been praised by later generations through the ages and have become treasures of Chinese culture.
In Wang Changling's home, some manuscripts and relics from his lifetime are still preserved. The handwriting on those manuscripts is neat, and the fragrance of ink is still there, as if you can still feel the breath of his life. Among his relics were a saber and a pair of armor, which he used to carry a sword on his horse. Whenever people see these relics, they will think of the heroic and talented poet Wang Changling.
Wang Changling's story makes us sigh at the impermanence of fate and the shortness of life. His life was full of ups and downs and twists and turns, but he always adhered to his beliefs and pursuits, and wrote the changes of the times with his own brushstrokes. His poems not only make us feel the charm of that era, but also let us feel the pride and ambition in his heart.
In Wang Changling's poems, we can see his love and yearning for the rivers and lakes, and that kind of unrestrained and free life is his life's pursuit. His poems are full of yearning for freedom and romance, making us feel as if we can feel the passion and surging in his heart. At the same time, his poems are also full of loyalty and love for the country and the nation, and the emotion of worrying about the country and the people, worrying about the country and the people, deeply infects us, and makes us feel sorry for his unfulfilled ambition.
However, fate played a cruel joke on him, causing him to collapse in a pool of blood when he was closest to success. Such an ending makes people feel extremely sorry and sad, but it also makes us cherish those hard-won peace and tranquility even more. We should remember those who have made efforts and contributions to the country and the nation, and let their deeds and spirit be passed on forever.