In "Dream of the Red Chamber", Lin Daiyu once said: "I don't like Li Yishan's poem the most, I only like his sentence 'Leave the lotus to listen to the sound of the rain'." "I wonder why Dai Yu doesn't like Li Shangyin's poems?" Maybe it is because they have the same experience, lost their relatives at an early age, sent to the fence, the kind of desolation and mourning in Li Shi, so that Dai Yu feels like she is there?
Li Shangyin said in the "Sacrifice of Pei's Sister Text": "There is no place for the four seas to return, and the nine tribes have no relatives to rely on." The heavens and the earth are so great that he has no one to rely on, no place to stand. Dai Yu is also, "Wandering is also like a thin human life, empty, saying that the wind flows." ”
Li Shangyin,Zi Yishan,born in Xingyang, Henan, was a famous poet of the late Tang Dynasty, who was collectively known as "Little Li Du" with Du Mu. His poetic style is unique, delicate and rigorous, reaching a height that is difficult for previous generations to reach, and pushing Tang poetry to another peak.
Li Shangyin liked to read since childhood, "reciting scriptures at the age of five, and writing pens and stones at the age of seven", but fate was too unfair to him. Before he was ten years old, his father died. Because he was the eldest son in the family and had three younger brothers and a younger sister to raise, he took on the heavy responsibility of supporting the portal after returning home with his mother. "Domestic book sellers", at a young age, they copied books for others, scooped rice, etc. to earn money to subsidize the family.
After moving to Luoyang, he became acquainted with Bai Juyi, Ling Huchu and others, and Ling Huchu admired Li Shangyin's talent, attached great importance to him, and let him make friends with his son Ling Huxiu. Ling Huchu also taught him to write a koji and asked him to write official documents for him, and got some rewards. This not only maintained the self-esteem of Li Shang's hidden literati, but also enabled him to survive and support his family, and also funded him to participate in scientific expeditions. Later, Ling Huchu hired him as an inspector, and Li Shangyin followed Ling Huchu to Yun Prefecture, Taiyuan and other places, broadening his horizons and insights.
Wei Yi He once had a millimeter, carrying a pen in the air to feng Longtao.
Since the middle of the night, the unimpressed king Xiang got the sabre.
This "Book of Thanks" was written by Li Shangyin to Ling Huchu, and the poem expresses his deep gratitude to Ling Huchu, thanking him for his care and teaching of himself over the years, and feeling ashamed of not repaying his kindness. At that time, Li Shangyin still had a passion, looking forward to one day going to the court and showing his ambitions.
Helpless fate never cared for him, four scientific expeditions landed, making Li Shangyin very depressed. After sending his uncle to Dongchuan Jiedu to make his staff write that "during the Luan Emperor period, the birds and birds do not spare each other", he wants to fly high, but the birds do not forgive.
In the seventh year of Yamato, Ling Huchu was transferred to the post of Jing, and Li Shangyin returned to his hometown from Taiyuan. Passing by Wangwu Mountain. In the late autumn, the yellow leaves on Wangwu Mountain are fluttering, the grass is overgrown, and under the setting sun, the mountains are silent as if there is no trace of life. It is said that there are high-ranking people in the Wangwu Mountain, but where are they?
It wasn't until nightfall that he heard the sound of bells chimes. Following the sound, deep in the mountains, there was a hut where a monk sat alone and chanted the chanting. Li Shangyin stood quietly outside the hut, listening to the crisp sound of the rock, looking at the lonely sky, and suddenly felt a little epiphany.
The remnants of the sun enter the west into the song, and the hut visits the lone monk.
Where are the fallen leaves, several layers of cold cloud road.
Knock on the first night chime alone, and lean on a vine.
In the dust of the world, I would rather love and hate.
- "North Qingluo"
The monk's tranquility and leisure made his heart extremely peaceful, as if it had been purified. The world is so big, we are just a speck of dust in the world, why should we go to entanglement for love and hate, for fame and fortune. At that moment, Li Shangyin seemed to have a kind of relief, diluting all the mundane things in the world.
The otherworldly is not for everyone, and after the quiet, the red dust troubles are still there. The old mother in the family needs to be supported, and the younger siblings still need to be taken care of. Li Shangyin still needs to work hard to forge ahead, and then go to the examination hall to fight for the family and survival. The road to the fifth scientific expedition was much smoother due to the strong recommendation of Ling Fox, and he was finally able to enter the army and the first.
The wait after zhongdi was still long, during which Time Ling Huchu, who had the grace of knowing him, fell ill and died. After participating in the funeral, he was hired by Wang Maoyuan, the envoy of Jingyuan Jiedu, to become Wang's staff. Wang Maoyuan admired Li Shangyin's talent and married his daughter to him.
But what Li Shangyin did not expect was that a marriage involved him in the Niu-Li party struggle. Wang Maoyuan and Li Deyu were good friends and were regarded as "Li Dang", while the Ling Huchu father and son who helped him belonged to the "Bull Party", and Li Shangyin's behavior was easily misunderstood as betraying the benefactor, and it did not take long for him to pay the price.
Li Shangyin entered the army and later took the examination for the erudite and grand dictionary of the bureaucracy, but due to the rejection of the forces of the partisan party, he unfortunately failed to be elected, and he had to return in frustration.
Pass the tall city hundred feet building, and the green poplar branches are as far as Tingzhou.
Jia Sheng was young and weeping, and Wang Yuechun came to travel farther.
Forever remembering the rivers and lakes to return to white hair, want to return to heaven and earth into the flat boat.
I don't know the taste of rotten rats, and I guess that the birds have not stopped.
- "Anding City Tower"
Back in Jingyuan, climb the Anding City Tower, and look out into the distance, there is an endless green poplar weeping willow, and the willow silk dances in the wind, graceful and leisurely. However, looking back on myself, I have achieved nothing, and I have nowhere to show my ideals and talents, so I can only look up at the blue sky here and sigh alone.
In the fourth year of kaicheng, Li Shangyin once again took the examination for conferring officials, and finally passed smoothly, got the position of secretary of the provincial school secretary, and not long after, he was transferred to Hongnong County.
During Hongnong's tenure, Li Shangyin was not comfortable, and he had too many differences in concepts with his boss, Sun Jian of the Shaanxi Observation Room. In particular, Li Shangyin once interceded for a death row prisoner, hoping to reduce his sentence, and was even more reprimanded by Sun Jian. Therefore, he felt indignant and took a long leave of absence to resign. Later, when Sun Jian was transferred away, Yao He, who succeeded him, tried his best to persuade him to stay, but in the end he had no intention of doing so, and resigned again the following year.
Two years later, Li Shangyin finally had a chance to rise to the center of power, and he re-entered the secretarial province with the book judgment as the right word. But he was really unlucky, just when his future was bright, his mother died of illness, which meant that he had to give up everything he had now and go home to keep filial piety for three years.
Opportunities are fleeting, and in three years he missed the most brilliant period of Li Deyu's administration, and he also missed the only time in his life that he could reach the peak.
The high court guests actually went, and the flowers in the small garden flew wildly.
Jagged and strange, oblique delivery.
The intestines are broken and cannot bear to sweep, and the eyes are still ready to return.
The heart is exhausted to the spring, and the result is dipped in clothes.
- "Falling Flowers"
The vicissitudes of the world change, things turn to stars, yesterday flowers are everywhere, today may only be left with the fall of the British and colorful. He looked forward to the imminent return of spring, but only the spring flowers were gone, and the tears were stained.
After Li Shangyin finished guarding filial piety, he returned to the secretary province, at this time he had been squeezed out and had almost no foothold. Later, at the invitation of Guiguan Observation, Zheng Ya went to Guilin with him, and as a result, less than a year later, Zheng Ya was degraded. Li Shangyin had no choice but to return to Chang'an, and immediately followed The Wuning Army to lu Hongzheng to Xuzhou. Just a year later, Lu Hongzheng died of illness, and Li Shangyin had to find another way to make a living again.
Again and again, a little light was lit, and again and again it was extinguished in an instant, and Li Shangyin's heart was only left with pity.
To the evening discomfort, drive to The Ancient Plains.
The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk.
- "LeYouyuan"
He had no intention of getting involved in any party struggle, he just wanted to quietly use his talents to serve the country, support the entire Li family with his shoulders, reassure his mother, and let his younger siblings grow up safely. This little extravagance had exhausted his whole life and had not been realized, and he felt extremely frustrated and depressed. No matter how beautiful the sunset, it will soon enter the dusk.
Li Shangyin struggled to survive in the cracks of the niu-Li party struggle, and lived a tangled and depressed life. In the last years of Tang Xuanzong's middle school, he finally completed his life in depression, only 45 years old.
Desolate sword chapter, bondage and poverty.
The yellow leaves are still windy and rainy, and the green building is self-orchestrating.
The new knowledge is trivial, and the old is separated from the good.
Short heart new abundant wine, dispel sorrow and fight a few thousand?
- "Wind and Rain"
Wandering around, poor and depressed, maybe this was his miserable life.
Text / First Brew