Twenty-five years after the Tang Dynasty, the Kaiyuan prosperous era, which was called "prosperous" by history, was like a ripe fruit, which began to decay from the overflowing fruit aroma. However, at that time, people in the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty would not have thought at all, just a dozen years later, in the fourteen years of Tang Tianbao, the Anshi Chaos would make the prosperity of the prosperous world come to an abrupt end and become a masterpiece in the history books.
The kaiyuan flourishing era was the result of the lifelong efforts of several generations of kings in the early Tang Dynasty, and this fruit completely bloomed its delicate fragrance in the hands of Tang Xuanzong Li Longji. Now that a thousand years have passed, when we mention this great dynasty and that great prosperity, we can only get a glimpse of it from the poetic classics of people at that time or the circumstances of life.
From the Sheng Tang Dynasty to the Middle Tang Dynasty, the Chaos of An Shi shattered the dreams of many people, but among them there was a poet who was accomplished by the chaos of the world- Wei Yingwu. When we think of Wei Yingwu, we will think of his "Chuzhou Xijian" and his "Sending Quan JiaoShan Daoist", but we know nothing about his life. But if you remove the smoke and dust of history, you will see a Wei Ying object that is far beyond your imagination.
Taking the anshi rebellion as the boundary, Wei Yingwu in the first half of his life was high-ranking and noble, dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, ran rampant in Chang'an, and had no scruples; the prodigal son of Wei Yingwu in the second half of his life turned back and immersed himself in reading, so as to be honest and honest for the sake of officials and the benefit of one party. And from the fresh clothes and angry horses to the disaster of Chang'an, to the prodigal son turning back into a poet, compared with other poets, Wei Yingwu is more suitable to become a footnote in the Middle And Tang Dynasty.
When it comes to the Li Tang Dynasty, the Guanlong Gate Valve and the clan are all topics that cannot be avoided. Because of their origins, even if they were good enough, they could not compete for a place in the temple of the Tang Dynasty.
Therefore, from the point of view of origin, Wei Yingwu is a lucky person who has fallen on the end point that is difficult for cold students to reach in their lives as soon as he was born. The Old Book of Tang once described the Wei clan as follows: Since the Tang Dynasty, the prosperity of the clan has not exceeded that of wei shi. The Wei family has a wealth of talents, but when it comes to Tang poetry achievements, no one can come out of Wei Yingwu's right.
However, Wei Yingwu in the first half of his life had nothing to do with Tang Shi, and to be precise, he did not have any similarities with good people. From the tenth year of Tianbao, the 15-year-old Wei Yingwu was able to enter the bureaucratic system of the Tang Dynasty because of his family's shadow and became Tang Xuanzong's personal bodyguard. (i.e. three guards)
However, it is not so much a personal bodyguard, but rather an idle job that accompanies Xuanzong and Yang Guifei to laugh every day. With the grace of the saints and the shade of the family, the young and vigorous Wei Yingwu became a rogue rogue known to everyone in Chang'an City.
Many years later, three years after Datang Jianzhong, Wei Yingwu, who was already 47 years old, met an old childhood friend on the way to Chuzhou to take up his post. The world is full of vicissitudes, Wei Weng is in tears, he wrote the poem "Feng Yang KaiFu", the poem recounts the absurd things of his youth: from rampant domineering, to harboring criminals; from gathering crowds to gamble, to stealing joy at night... At this time, Wei Yingwu was already a well-known top figure in the poetry circle of the Middle and Tang Dynasties, and in his own words, those absurd things that had once been known only to old friends in the past. (Emperor Wu of Shaoshi, a scoundrel who is selfish.) In the middle of the body, the family hides the outlaws. Towards the holding of the Fan Pu Bureau, Twilight steals the East Neighbor Ji. Si Li did not dare to catch it, and stood on the white jade mound. - "Feng Yang Kai Fu")
When I was a teenager, how much absurdity was paid to jokes. If the prosperous Tang Dynasty can continue, there must be no name of Wei Yingwu on the poetry altar. However, the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion made Wei Yingwu's pursuit of life that wanted to let loose the skeleton come to naught.
The great poet Bai Juyi once said in "The Song of Long Hate": "Yuyang Nai agitated to break the neon dress feather song." It was this beating of the war drum from Yuyang that made Yang Guifei's neon feather song shatter her dreams. In the ninth day of November in the fourteenth year of the Tang Dynasty, An Lushan led 150,000 troops to rebel from Yuyang, and then the momentum was like a bamboo, and luoyang and Chang'an were successively captured. Emperor Xuanzong of Tang fled in a hurry, Yang Guifei died in Ma Songpo, and the Tang Dynasty began to turn from prosperity to decline.
The Anshi Rebellion has ruined the lives of countless people.
Wang Wei pursued the joy of landscape and water, but when Chang'an fell, surrendering to a false position became a stain that he could not wash away; Du Fu spent half his life, but the outbreak of the Anshi Rebellion made his lifelong ambitions disappear, and his career stopped at sesame petty officials; for Wei Yingwu, this was even more so.
There is chaos everywhere, even the Heavenly Emperor Guiguan will be reduced to a ghost under the sword in an instant, let alone Wei Yingwu? After Tang Xuanzong's escape from hunting, the close attendant responsible for amusing Xuanzong had no meaning.
Wei Yingwu, who lost the "iron rice bowl" in an instant, finally began to examine his life for the first time, twenty young people flashed by, young Wei Yingwu was used to eating and waiting for the days of death, but when he found that Jinge Iron Horse shattered the prosperity in front of him, he was originally just a useless and useless waste.
The result of falling from heaven to hell is generally extreme, either from now on and there is no chance of making a comeback, or to meditate on the pain and start a new exploration of life.
In the "History of History, Funny Biography", it is said: If you don't fly, you will soar to the sky; if you don't sound, you will already be a hit. Judging from the title of "Wei Suzhou" given to Wei Yingwu by later generations, he is obviously a hidden bird between the rivers and lakes, and once the clouds rise straight up, how can all birds match?
From the beginning of the first year of Tang Suzong's Qianyuan Dynasty, the rogue Wei Yingwu who dominated the streets and alleys of Chang'an disappeared, and was replaced by Wei Shusheng, who only began to study at the age of 23 and turned back to the prodigal son. The history books do not pay attention to Wei Yingwu's experience of how to change his former wrongs, but Wei Yingwu is obviously a rare reading seed, and when he really gives his heart to the sage book, those intentions hidden in the depths of his soul spew out.
"Burning incense and sitting on the ground", it was during this day of hard reading that Wei Yingwu began his own counterattack journey.
The once-fierce qi was gradually dissolved in the sage books of this day, and after a thousand sails were exhausted, the returning Wei Yingwu finally relied on his own talents to be appreciated by the king and returned to the Tang Dynasty Temple.
From the age of 23, when he was committed to studying, to the age of 27, he became Luoyang Cheng, and in just four years, Wei Yingwu was completely reborn and became an official who benefited one side.
The humble did not dare to forget the worries of the country. No one could have imagined that the rogues who once fished and fleshed the people had now become a clean official who presided over justice and asked for the people's lives. The world was amazed by Wei Yingwu's transformation, but Wei Yingwu was still chafing and blaming himself for the first half of his life, and spent days in fear of worrying about his lack of talent.
From the second year of Emperor Guangde of Tang Suzong to the seventh year of Emperor Zhenyuan of Tang Dynasty, in the past thirty years of official ups and downs, Wei Yingwu was more of a local official who was released, and it was in the process of successive transfers that Wei Yingwu saw the scene of the rivers and lakes that those in power could not see.
From the Sheng Tang Dynasty to the Middle Tang Dynasty, no one felt the gap more deeply than Wei Yingwu; from the close attendant of the Heavenly Son to the extroverted official, no one was more soberly aware of the empire's depression than Wei Yingwu. When his own honor and disgrace and sorrow were fused with the rise and fall of his home country, Wei Yingwu became a clean official and a poet praised by everyone.
People who are worried about the world often have difficulty in their hearts. Therefore, the later Fan Zhongyan wrote down the pen that "if you live in the temple, you are worried about the people, and if you are far away from the rivers and lakes, you are worried about the king"; even Bai Juyi of the same era also carried the melancholy of "who wept the most in the seat, and sima Qing's shirt in Jiangzhou was wet" in the "Pipa Line".
But Wei Yingwu is different, Wei Yingwu's pen is full of ethereal landscapes and comfortable countryside. As early as when Wei Yingwu was not yet famous, Bai Juyi, the leader of the Poetry Circle of the Middle And Tang Dynasties, praised Wei Yingwu in the "Nine Books of Youyuan" as "elegant and idle, and a family of his own", and even predicted that Wei Yingwu's poetry would inevitably be highly respected by future generations. (Who can match this writer?) However, when Suzhou is there, people do not love much, and they will stay behind them, and people will be noble. ）
Not only Bai Juyi, but even the literary hero Su Shi a hundred years later also sighed: Lotte is three thousand long and short, and he loves Wei Lang's five-character poems alone. From this, it can be seen how high Wei Yingwu's poetic talent is.
But what did this reputation thousands of years later have to do with Wei Yingwu at that time? He started from the GongCao of JingzhaoFu in Qipin, and all the way from the Suzhou Assassin History of Sanpin, during which he was diligent for the people, honest and honest, and let hundreds of people engrave it in their hearts. Rao is so, in his later years, Wei Yingwu was still in the letterhead to his friends, lamenting that he was not worthy of the position and was ashamed of the people. (Sick and sick, Yi has exiled and is ashamed of his money.) ）
Every day in three provinces, Wei Yingwu never forgot the teachings of the saints, and at the same time, Wei Yingwu's brushstrokes also reached the rivers and lakes outside the officialdom.
There are countless Tang Dynasty literati and inkers, but when it comes to writing rain scenery, Wei Yingwu must be on the list. If you must give Datang Chunyu a name, I think "Chuzhou Xijian" should be the best footnote.
The spring tide brings rain to the evening, and the wild ferry has no one to cross itself. Nothing seems to be inked, but the rush of spring rain thousands of years ago has penetrated the chaos of history and swept in. Through the dense rain curtain, I saw that on the other side of the stream, Wei Yingwu was holding a paper umbrella, quietly watching the boat in the water in a silent daze.
Remember that poem that caught fire online two years ago?
"I have a jug of wine, enough to soothe the wind and dust." In fact, the original author of this poem is Wei Yingwu, and the original sentence should be "I have a scoop of wine, which can comfort the wind and dust."
A thousand years of history is long, Wei Yingwu has long been sleeping with that spring rain, just a pot of fine wine, we carefully read the poems left by Wei Yingwu. As the wine enters the throat, those picturesque poems repeat themselves before our eyes.
At that moment, we also met Wei Yingwu in this heaven and place, and took a shallow sip of wine with him, saying: Long time gone.