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Later generations described Jia Dao's poem "Simple and Lonely", which translated into the vernacular as "paranoid and twisted".
People are like his poems, the life character of a poet, from his poems can always write eight or nine inseparable.
In addition to the dashing and flowing poetry immortals, who can write "Life must be full of joy, do not make the golden bottle empty to the moon"? Not even du fu, a little brother with the same name as him.
Also write hair, "Whitehead scratches shorter, overwhelmed." And "Towards the green silk twilight into snow", how to see it can not be written by one person.
Monks can't write about the smell of meat, emperors can't write about poverty, and willows lingering in flowers can't write about the frontier desert.
What a poet is, what a poem is.
Jia Dao is such a "paranoid and screwed" person.
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For poetry, he has an almost obsessive paranoia.
If you don't write poetry for a day, your heart is like a waste well.
The pen is a reel, and the chant is a silk.
The morning re-introduction, still has to be cold.
The book is given to the same people, and the words are hard and hard.
At that time, in the literary world, there were a large number of people like Jia Dao, who were known as "bitter bards".
Su Shi commented that "the suburban cold island is thin". It's not that others are thin, of course, maybe people are also thin, and you can't expect a little fat man with a rich life to write that kind of miserable poem.
He said to himself, "Two sentences and three years, one groan and two tears." If Zhiyin is not rewarded, he will return to his hometown in autumn. ”
Good one" two sentences three years, a groan of tears. "Other people are happy when they write poems, and he writes poems to find guilt.
Li Bai's poems, dashing and indistinguishable, are thought to be poetry immortals.
Du Fu had the world in his heart and worried about the country and the people, and was called "Poetic Saint".
Li He's "Furong Weeping Dew Pandan Smile" is amazing and eerie, so it is a poetry ghost.
So, guess what Li He's name is?
It's called Shinu.
Mengjiao in the "suburban cold island thin" juxtaposed with him is called "poetry prisoner".
You taste, you taste.
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It is said that the famous "bird stays in the tree by the pond, the monk knocks on the door under the moon", he because of the use of "pushing and knocking" in the verses, he rushed to the famous official Han Yu at that time, Han Yu listened to his explanation, not only did not get angry, but also gave him some advice.
Since then, the two have become close friends.
This kind of "supposedly" that has been glorified by later generations is not testable.
However, it is not impossible for him to become an official because of his poetry.
The Taiping Guangji wrote of him, "When the autumn wind is strong, the yellow leaves can be swept away." The island suddenly said: 'The fallen leaves are full of Chang'an. 'It is impossible to obtain a joint sentence, because of the surprise of Liu Qichu, the Great Jing Zhao, he was released overnight. ”
Jia Dao saw the leaves falling on the ground, and he felt a sense of "the leaves are full of Chang'an", and was thinking about the next sentence, but he did not see the carriage and horse of the high-ranking official Liu Qichu, and was arrested and locked up for a night.
Another, more credible version of his acquaintance with Han Yue is also because of poetry.
In Luoyang that year, the monk Jia Dao, who had not yet returned to the customs, was dissatisfied with the imperial court's rule that he could not leave the temple in the afternoon, and angrily wrote:
The sunny wind blows willows, and the new fire starts cooking smoke.
The Yangtze River wind sends guests, and the lonely house rains people.
The ancient shore will collapse, and the sand will not rest.
Not as good as cattle and sheep, Jude returns at dusk.
The poet is worthy of being a poet, and a complaint is so crepe.
His complaint was seen by the more crepe Han Yu, who was very appreciative, and the two of them knew each other.
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Han Yu admired his works and urged him to become an official. A poem was also written for this purpose.
Mengjiao was buried in the North Mountain, and since then the storm has been idle.
The heavenly fear article is broken, and the jia island is born in the human world.
In this year, Tang Xianzong reigned, the era name was Yuanhe, and the history was called "Yuanhe Zhongxing".
In this year, Yuan Shu and Bai Juyi were degraded one after another, and Li He Liu Zongyuan in Mengjiao also died in the following years, and the once shining Tang poetry circle has gone.
This year, Jia Dao was thirty-two years old.
With Han Yu's encouragement, Jia Dao, who had no longer been in his prime, hurriedly returned to the imperial examination, and then unexpectedly fell in the first place, the first place, and then the first place, until he was forty-four years old.
He made the old mistake of complaining again, and wrote "Sick Cicada" with a stroke of his pen in the examination room.
The sick cicada could not fly, and it walked towards me in the palm of its hand.
The wings are still thin, and the acid groan is still extremely clear.
Lu Hua froze in her abdomen, and the dust accidentally invaded her eyes.
Yellow finches and birds, both with harmful feelings.
The Records of the Commandments records: "Jia Youyin's sentence of the Sick Cicada is used to stab the Gongqing, the Gongqing evil, and the Li Zhizhi, and the Winds of Songdao and Pingzeng, and scratch the Gongyuan. It is time to expel the gate from the gate, and the number is ten evils. The speakers thought that the wave immortals were sick cicadas, and there was no distinction between the wind and the wind.
The notoriety of the "Ten Evils in the Examination Hall" has been memorized for more than ten years.
It was not until the second year of Kaicheng that the fifty-eight-year-old Jia Dao became the chief bookkeeper of Changjiang County. The main book of Changjiang County is equivalent to the secretary of the county party committee office.
At the age of thirty-two, he participated in the imperial examination and became an official at the age of fifty-eight.
It is a "miserable" word.
Some people are born without the life of an official. Regarding Jia Dao's achievements during his tenure, there is not a single word recorded in the history books, and even the little fan who wrote his epitaph can only dryly say "three years in office, the volume can not be released."
It may indeed be unsuitable to be an official, and he himself has a number in mind, so in the third year of Huichang, he refused the appointment of the imperial court to make him a Puzhou Sihu to join the army.
In fact, jia island has no ambition? Of course he did.
A person without ambition can't write "Ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has not been tried." Today will show the king, who has an unfair affair. ”
However, twenty-six years of hard work are enough to smooth out the edges and corners of a literati who is no longer young.
In the end, it dried up the enthusiasm of the vulgar time.
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The literary circles of the late Tang Dynasty were already tired when Jia Dao was still vulgar, and poets of Xinlefu such as Bai Juyi of Yuan Shu Zhang either died or were degraded.
Jia Dao watched his fellow poet friends wither one by one, and he had a feeling of more bitterness in his heart than not to reuse them.
Read his "Send Han Chaozhou Yue" written to Han Yu.
This heart was with Mulan Boat until the head of the tide in the south of the sky.
The chapters across the mountain came to Huayue, and the letters out of the customs flowed through the stream.
The peak hanging road is broken, and the sea soaks the old trees in autumn.
The miasma of smoke and wind swept away overnight, and the west building of the wave was on the early morning of the moon.
"Crying Meng Dongye" written to Meng Jiao
Lan Wuxiang crane is silent, crying all autumn moon unknown.
Since Mr. Higashino's death, he has had to walk around the cloud mountain.
Written to Zhang Yuanwang Jian," "Rewarding Zhang Yuanwang Jian"
In front of the ancient slope of the sparse forest and deserted house, the long-lived still because it was too guarded.
As I grew older, I thought deeper and more, and I spent more time counting to sleep.
Rats throw poor houses to collect fields, and geese spend the cold river on snow days.
The body is the dragon bell should be a point, and the water Cao Yun Pavilion is in vain.
I don't know who I wrote to.com.
The same person is separated for half a year, and the sound of silence is not heard.
Rely on the different time text, love when a groan.
I am often tired of casting, and the king knows this.
Pen and do not abandon, Su Zhang zeng Lu Shen.
But keep your tongue in your mouth, and when you want your body to fulfill your heart.
Jun looks at the bright moon night, Song Gui Han Sensen.
And the song "Autumn Twilight"
The willow leaves at the north gate are not aware of the colorful.
The crane is near the water, and the monk suddenly backs the clouds.
The white whiskers come out together, and the tears are divided into two lines.
Silently empty, bitterly moaning who likes to hear.
Later generations of talented children Yao cooperated in "Send Jia Island"
Manxiang lives in the city, and children do not know money.
The urn head is cold and the stove is cold and smokeless.
Frenzied groaning like crying, sadness to sit like Zen.
There are several new poems, which are passed down by the world.
"Groan like a cry, sit like Zen."
The twisted poet who had never written a rich and gentle scene in his pen died in a foreign land for three years in Huichang, holding the nostalgia for his best friend.
When I went, I had only one son, a donkey, and a book manuscript.