Tang Yuanhe and ten years, the Xuandu Temple on Chang'an Avenue, crowded, wind and dust, net red peach blossoms attracted the capital masses to compete for punching cards.
At the time of the bustle, a middle-aged man cleared his throat and recited poetry:
Purple and red dust came to the face, and no one looked at the flowers back.
The peach trees in the Xuandu Temple were all planted after Liu Lang went.
- "Xuandu Guan Peach Blossom"
People lined up to see the flowers, he had something to say, satirized passers-by in his words to join in the fun, and laughed at the officials who stood in line and did not exercise discipline. He was demoted and released for ten years, and just after returning to Beijing, he was once again swept away because of this poem that "contains irony in language and displeasure in governance".
This person is the famous Liu Yuxi, the Tang Dynasty poet blowout, in which he is not the highest in terms of fame, official position, and appearance, but he is recognized as the most special one. Li Bai is a poetry immortal, Du Fu is a poetry saint, Li He is a poetry ghost, and the good friend Bai Juyi has also caught a poetry demon, and he is not a poet, even the nickname is not taken the usual road, and he has been doing special fireworks all his life. Where is the special, let me come along.
His special is not bad.
As another man who claimed to be after King Jing of Zhongshan (the last one was Uncle Liu Huang), the names were all obtained by the old mother's prenatal dream of Seeing Dayu, "I am a native of Shandong, and I have a lot of feelings in my life", "The young man has negative ambitions, and his faith is not in line with the times".
This is not, you look at the peach blossoms, I am not, I am looking at "only the peony is the true national color, and the blossom season moves the capital."
You are sad all day in the spring and autumn, crying and crying and miserable, I prefer to come to a "autumn day to win the spring dynasty", in the "mountains and clear waters at night frost, a few trees deep red out of light yellow", refreshing, encounter "clear sky a crane row on the clouds", "then lead poetry to Bixiao", at the end of the day also ask friends who like spring, "try to go up to the tall buildings into the bones, like spring clusters of people crazy."
His special is not convinced.
As a teenager, he was reversed by the "Yongzhen Innovation", and the "Two Kings and Eight Simas" were all assigned to the poor countryside, and everyone wanted to step on two feet.
Zhixian originally wanted to give him a dismount, and gave him a set of suburban houses by the river, who knew that he looked at the river in front of him, wrote down "facing the white sail of the river view, arguing with the state", and forced the urban-rural combination to write out the feeling of the riverscape.
Zhixian hurriedly asked him to move to the small river north of the city, with an area ranging from three to one and a half, but he was content with "several huts idle by the water, an autumn lamp to read at night", and wrote "Yangliu Qingqing River waterside, people in the heart of Liyang in Beijing." ”
Seeing that he was still leisurely, Zhixian could only make a big move, transferring his house to the city, which could only accommodate a house with a bed, a table and a chair, who knew that instead forced out the ancient famous article "Buried Room Ming", "The mountain is not high, and the immortal is named." The water is not deep, there are dragons and spirits", enjoy the "moss traces of green, grass color curtain green", praise "only Wu Dexin", but also asked Zhixian a sentence "What is ugly".
His special is not stuffy.
"Bashan Shushui is desolate, abandoned for twenty-three years", bare mouth is hard can not survive, but also a little cultural life. Liu Yuxi did not suffer as much as Liu Zongyuan's "Lonely Boat, Fishing alone in the snow of the Cold River", but "only with the article chant to cultivate temperament", several famous "Bamboo Branches" are proof of this.
Langzhou Lianzhou Fuzhou, go to the local people do not forget to learn to sing poetry, there are "layers of peach and plum blossoms on the mountain, fireworks between the clouds are people's homes" of the remote, there is "mountain peach red flowers full of head, Shu River spring water pats the mountain flow" comfortable, there is "the red is easy to fade like Lang Yi, the water flow is infinite like nong sorrow", and "the east side of the sunrise and the west rain, the road is no clear but there is clear" humor.
"Please Jun Mo play the former dynasty song and listen to the newly turned willow branches", the new folk singers have made countless "listeners sad".
His special is not confused.
The burrow can sit still, but also the heart can see open. Learning from the past and the present, and learning from the past is Liu Yuxi's best play, and his Poetry is a mountain in the history of poetry.
He wrote about the mouth of Wuyi Lane:
Wild grass flowers by the Suzaku Bridge, the sunset at the mouth of Wuyi Lane.
In the old days, Wang Xie Tang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.
In the past, the cars and horses were noisy, and the crown cover was back and forth, but now only wild grasses and flowers were left, and they were self-destructive, and the "Wang Xie Wind Flow" was gone.
He wrote about the Lonely Jinling:
The mountain is surrounded by the homeland, and the tide empties the city and returns to loneliness.
In the old days and months east of Huaishui, the female wall came late at night.
When the Jinling of "the king's qi is eclipsed" is only an empty city, even the unchanging bright moon tide will turn back tastelessly. No one understands better than him the truth that "the past has been hurt several times in the world, and Yamagata is still cold".
In the long river of history, this is not a thing, it is a matter of a while, no wonder Bai Juyi sighed after listening to it, "I know that the poet after the future does not repeat the wording."
His special indomitable.
In the face of suffering, it is easy to lie flat, it is not difficult to complain, it is difficult to put things there, and you can still love life and never forget your original heart. Liu Yuxi is just special, a master with a harder pen and a harder waist, and a small strong who can't beat the hammer and can't rot.
The friend lamented that the years had passed away and who was old and pitied, and he sent everyone a few words of "Mo Dao Sang Yu is late, for Xia Shang is full of heaven".
When the deceased people left and the sacrifices became more and more numerous, he let his friends look down on the natural law of "fanglin new leaves urge old leaves, and flowing water before and after waves".
He had long been "familiar with things, and read people like reading rivers", seeing that the traitors were in charge and the good ministers were in the opposition, he told everyone that "Mo Dao's rumors are as deep as the waves, and Mo Yan's migration is like sand sinking", firmly believing that "although thousands of tao are hard, blowing out the wild sand begins to reach gold".
After twenty-three years of depreciation, his old friend was uneven for him, and he smiled slightly, "Thousands of sails on the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand wood springs in front of the sick tree." Those who cannot defeat me will eventually make me stronger.
Sure enough, fourteen years after the poem was degraded, Liu Yuxi finally returned to Beijing again and revisited the old land, but Xuanduguan had "vanished a tree", and "Former Liu Lang" ran away for half a life, but returned as a teenager.
Half of the 100 acres of garden is moss, and the peach blossoms are pure and cauliflower.
Where the Tao Daoist returned, Liu Lang came again.
- "Revisiting the Xuandu Temple"
-Author-
Dangling leisurely, from Jilin Province, playing ball and swimming, reading and patting babies, free and useless soul.