November 4Th Storm Masterpiece (2 songs)
Author: Lu You
One
The wind swept the rivers and lakes and rained the village, and the sound of the four mountains was turned by the waves.
The creek firewood was soft and warm, and I did not go out with the tanuki.
Second
The zombie isolated village does not mourn itself, and Shang Si is the national shu wheel platform.
Lying down at night to listen to the wind and rain, the iron horse glacier came to sleep.
My first contact with Lu You began with "Plutonium Phoenix", "Red Crispy Hand, Yellow Vine Wine, Full of Spring Color Palace Wall Willow", as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student, for the love story of Lu You and Tang Wan'er, I also hated it and threw books in anger.
Lu You was born in the boat of Huaishui, in a rich family, with a deep foundation in family learning, less from Mao Dezhao, Han Yougong and other famous teachers, through the Mingyi, 12-year-old Enyin Dengshilang, and later entered the Beijing examination, because he was listed in Qin Juniper's grandson before, he was hated by him, so far his career was not smooth, until Qin Juniper's death, he was able to obtain a county master book.
Ancient literati had a high desire to engage in politics and make meritorious contributions, especially when Lu You was in the alternation of the Southern and Northern Song Dynasties, as the main warrior faction, he was bent on recovering the old land and rebuilding the Central Plains, and most of Lu You's works also reflected the patriotic feelings in it.
But everyone knows that the more you want something, the more difficult it is to make the trip, until "Shi'er", the family sacrifice has not forgotten to tell Naiwong, and finally there will never be a firework in sight.
Therefore, most people just know that "November 4th Wind and Rain Masterpiece No. 2", especially that sentence: The iron horse glacier comes to sleep, which is even more shocking to the hearts of many boys, who want to cross the horse and hold a gun, and immediately rush to the battlefield, between the cold wind and cold rain, the blood is not cold.
But when I finished reading "Part I" today, I had a different feeling. Born under the red flag, grew up in a flower grower. In these peaceful years, we enjoy the tranquility of time and the comfort of life, just like Lu Gong in the poem, roasting the fire, holding the cat, watching the mountain wind outside the house, the water in the pond in front of the slope rolling up, the wind and rain, and it has nothing to do with me.
But as a literati, as a member of Confucianism, as a member of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, as an official who has lost his land, he cannot stay in this kind of comfort, not because the external environment does not allow it, but because his conscience does not allow it, and the aspirations of the literati do not allow it. Think of the people of Li in the north, think of the broken mountains and rivers, think of the convergence of the political arena, think of the "Qinhuai Spring Warmth" of the world, who can stand with a knife? The literati have no horses, but there is still a pen that can prove the Spring and Autumn Period, so Lu You had to write.
Home country unfortunate poet lucky? Among the torments, several people learned.
The anger of the literati has always been the torch of every era. This makes those who are in it feel fearful. Every dynasty tried to keep literati in captivity, just like Lu You, who was highly praised for poetry before his death, and the so-called literary style was left to the "Records of the Second Dynasty", but fortunately he was still angry, fortunately he did not fully compromise.
So:
Long cardigan, wearing a dongpo scarf, thin and tall, long gray and white hair hanging down to the chest, a donkey, a bookboy back basket, standing on the country ramp looking back, eyebrows are not extended, the wooden staff in his hand is not used for the ground, but slightly empty, ready to go.
The patriotic poet is Lu You, the old man who picks up the cat is Lu You, and the eternal past has passed, only his love for the motherland will never be indelible!