Life is like a kaleidoscope, which can present infinite patterns, making people feel the joys and sorrows of the world, and taste the warmth and coldness of life. The Southern Song Dynasty poet Xiang Anshi was 23 years old and Jinshi and the first, and after entering the office, he served as the secretary of the provincial orthography, and then moved to Ezhou Taishou and other official positions. Xiang Anshi is an upright person, and he was once degraded to Jiangling because he was slandered by villains.
This degrading experience not only made him recognize the reality and remember it deeply, but also allowed him to calm down and study the classics, and created many masterpieces that have been handed down to the world. The following shares five of Xiang Anshi's masterpieces, which are wonderful, poetic, and quite sincere.
The Tian family has feelings
Southern Song Dynasty · Xiang Anshi
Akita ploughs the old peasants, and there is no camp in the twilight of the year, only retreat.
I'm ashamed to go back and forth, and win sideburns spots in the New Year.
In the ancient agrarian society, the peasants were industrious and simple, and worked hard. They do not seek fame and fortune, they support themselves and aspire to live a happy life. Sowing seeds hard in the spring, and after the autumn harvest, the farmers can be idle for a while, and there is not much to do until the end of the year.
Villagers can close their doors in the cold winter months, and they don't need to brave the cold to work in the fields. The poet felt the leisurely life of the Tian family, but he was ashamed that he kept running around for his livelihood and future, and he looked tired every day.
During the New Year, there was laughter and laughter in the small courtyard of the farmhouse, but the poet sighed that there were a few more wrinkles on his forehead, and his own hair in the mirror was even more gray. The whole poem uses contrasting techniques to convey the poet's boredom with his career and his yearning for a leisurely life.
The second rhyme is the poem of the king of Qianyang
Lizhu one hundred and twenty-six, the paper light round words are the same.
It's no wonder that there is little rain in spring, and the smoke and clouds are all in the bag.
Wang Ling is a good friend of the poet, usually likes to write poems, and he and Xiang Anshi often write poems and reciprocate, and this poem praises his friend's extraordinary talent.
The poet praised each other's long poems, and those words that exuded the fragrance of ink were like jewels, which made people cherish them. At the same time, the author also admires his calligraphy very much, the paper is light and round, and the pen is strong, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye.
The last two sentences are wonderful, the poet did not further praise his friend's literary brilliance, but said wittily, "It's strange that there is little rain in spring", and it turns out that those beautiful smoke clouds are all collected in the friend's bag. Such a wonderful sentence is by no means something that can be found by searching for bitter intestines, but it is really easy to come by, showing the poet's poetic heritage.
On the way to spring
It is not said that it is sunny on the day of leaving home, and it is raining for three days away from home.
The little official in Jintou inquired about the name, but said that Duan Moqing was back then.
To understand this poem, you need to understand an allusion first. Duan Wenchang was the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and legend has it that when he was serving as the envoy of the Jingnan Festival, he encountered a long drought in the local area without rain, so he prayed for rain in the sky, and then it rained heavily. If it rains for a long time, as long as he goes out to visit, the clouds will disappear immediately.
Xiang Anshi is familiar with the classics, he once traveled away from home, and it rained heavily for three consecutive days, but when he didn't go out, it was a continuous sunny day. When the servant at the ferry asked for his name, he immediately remembered the story of Duan Wenchang, so he humorously said that he was a descendant of Prime Minister Duan (Zi Moqing). This poem is an account of a spring outing, which is impressive to read and very poetic.
Gorge
There are no trees in the thousands of cliffs to make cooking smoke, and it is pitiful to live in the gorge.
Explore the water to get firewood like a treasure, and sell it into a custom village boat.
The canyon is steep, steep in cliffs, and rushing rapids, and people can feel terrified when they are in it. In the Song Dynasty, there were no advanced means of transportation, so people could not travel easily, and some daily necessities could not be transported in time.
The poet first introduced the living plight of the people in the gorge, the walls are thousands of thousands, the trees are scarce, and the people lack the dry firewood for cooking, so it is difficult to see the cooking smoke, which shows that "the gorge is also pitiful for living".
Some of the brave guys are very good at water, they can "explore the water to get firewood", which can not only meet their own needs, but also sell excess materials at a good price, which can be described as a treasure. The people around saw that it was profitable, so they drove boats to get reeds, and for a time the villages in the gorge were full of small boats selling mao. The whole poem shows life with special geographical characteristics, and also expresses the poet's sympathy for the difficult days of the people in the gorge.
Sail across the lake
The shadow of the sail is like a drunken leaning left and right, and the sound of the water is like the sound of war.
The people only said that the boat was fast, but the passengers in the boat were even more surprised.
The poet once went out on a boat, and although it was sailing with the wind, he panicked because the boat was too fast. The first two sentences are metaphorical, the sail is like a drunken wine, and the shadow of the sail on the water is constantly shaking from side to side; The waves on the water surface were turbulent, and all kinds of sounds gathered together, which seemed extremely noisy, like thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield, making earth-shaking sounds.
In the last two sentences, the people on the shore saw the passenger ship speeding by, and they were amazed at how fast the boat was. The poet sat in the cabin, not daring to move around at will, and even more fearful that the passenger ship would be in danger of capsizing at any moment. The full text is full of reason, depicting the different feelings from different perspectives, quite Yang Wanli's Chengzhai style, which is worth savoring!