Ask a question, who do you think was the most "rigid" poet in the poetry circle of the Tang Dynasty? Some people may say that it is Li Bai, but everyone must not forget that when he was imprisoned for committing a crime in his later years, Shi Xian did not write poems about patting horses and asking for forgiveness. Compared with Li Bai, Liu Yuxi is obviously much more "rigid".
Reading more of Liu Yuxi's poems, you will find a rather interesting phenomenon: most of his classic poems were written when he was forced to endure. If it were not for Zhixian bullying him and letting him move home three times, he would not have carved the "Buried Room Inscription" at the door of the Burrow. If it were not for the bitter persecution of the small and medium-sized people in the dynasty, he would not have written down as soon as he returned to the capital, "Where the Taoist monks of the planting peach belong, the former Liu Lang is here again."
It is said that Wen is like a person, Liu Yuxi is the kind of person who can be very tolerant, but when he can't bear it, he can scare people with one shot. Therefore, later generations gave him a very domineering title: Shihao. However, Liu Yuxi, who had been able to scare the snake on the ground and scold the traitors in this way, was forced to endure by a group of mosquitoes when he was in Renlang Prefecture. What I want to share with you in this issue is a masterpiece written by Liu Yuxi for mosquitoes, let's taste a product:
When I first read this seven-word poem, I forgive me for not smiling cheekily. Our generation of poets actually had such a desperate time, so how powerful were the mosquitoes of the Tang Dynasty? The first four sentences of the poem have already been explained: these guys are menacing, and the sound of vibrating wings is like thunder, coming from Nanshan All the way. It is estimated that many friends who have lived in the city since childhood do not have a deep understanding of this, but when I was a child, I did hear the sound of mosquitoes in the village, which was really numb.
The next 4 sentences use the metaphor of mosquitoes to face small people. These mosquitoes like to make a fuss in the night, even the wise will be confused by their voices; in the night, people can't even see what they look like. In these few sentences, Liu Yuxi wrote the sinister intentions and rampant appearance of mosquitoes vividly through delicate brushstrokes, from both auditory and visual aspects, making people hate them and itch their teeth.
The next 4 sentences are the most interesting parts of the whole poem. "Setting up a bed for Er" shows that at this time, the poet has no way to hide in the mosquito net. Although he hid, he still couldn't swallow this breath. "My body is seven feet like a man, I am lonely and the crowd can hurt me" translated into the vernacular, in fact, the meaning is: think of me as a seven-foot man, actually will be hurt by a guy as small as a needle, aren't you fighting you "mosquitoes and many people"? Reading this, remembering Liu Yuxi's helpless look, the author wants to say: Let me laugh a little longer.
In the last two sentences, Liu Yuxi exerted his usual wisdom and wisdom and put out a cruel sentence: You wait, when the autumn wind blows, the Dan bird will eat you up. In the Tang Dynasty, when there was no mosquito coil and mosquito repellent, Shi hao could only say this.
Looking at this poem, although it is a play at first glance, it is a metaphor. Use mosquitoes to describe small and medium-sized people, and write the hateful and shameful of the other party into three points. The humorous and witty poetic style and vivid metaphors all add a lot to this seven-word ancient poem, which is why it can be passed down for thousands of years. Reading this poem, are you happy? Discussion is welcome.