Dongping County built in the Ming Dynasty Anshan Lock, is the throat of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, Wen, Ji, Yun three rivers meet, there are many business trips, so in order to wait for the lock, the past business travel ships even queued for more than ten miles, in the dry season, once the lock to wait for many days.
What to do while waiting to open the floodgates? As literati, it was the best pastime to recite a few poems in their spare time, so these literati left a large number of poems when they were waiting for the gate, or nostalgic, or Yongzhi, or reminiscent. The Ming Dynasty poet Pan Xi once waited at the Anshan Gate, and even sat on the willow tree on the river embankment to hold a poetry meeting with his friends, in which he said: "The road is blocked for three days, and the poets and flowers and birds are second judges." Even Yan Song, the most famous minister of the Ming Dynasty, was also blocked here, writing "Anshan Waiting for the Gate": "Kesi goes in a hurry, the Sichuan journey is not endless, the aquatic waves are rippling, and the sunrise scenery is bright."
And one of the most boring poets at the time of the middle gate is the Ming Dynasty poet Gu Qing, this brother Tai Liu is really bored, began to observe the shell Lang, and with great interest with the children playing next to them to discuss why the shell Lang rolls dung balls, after the discussion of this scientific problem, Gu Qing wrote a long poem about the shell lang, and his poem's description of the shell lang is vivid and lively, meticulous, and can be called the most interesting ancient poem in Chinese history. Present the original poem, which the kings can read carefully:
"Ansan waiting for the gate, under the big willow, see the dung beetle turning pills and cave caves hidden in the state of the very well, the village children's language is the reason, the words are very contemptuous and close to the personnel, the play is written in rhyme"
Dung beetle earth pills, its wisdom is unpredictable.
The middle bag is solid and dirty, and the outer wrapped is suspected oak.
Push back and forth, circle He Jie disease.
Duan is like taking advantage of the strict process, and it is like a trick.
The depression is really a diarrhea, and the pass is also repeated.
In the middle of the way, he was raped and struggled several times.
Returned a lot of time, Kantu Kai collection room.
Both the head is the head, and the compound is the stock.
Climb the sand and wear it, down a few times.
Under the chamber into a pill, there is no gap between the four inferior passes.
Careful maneuvering, every time there is an entry.
The Pills are hidden, and the Ergong has been completed.
Sneak around and search, when the blank soil is dirty.
The village boy's vicious drama, inches and feet.
The chamber opened the pill to regurgitate, and the shock was rescued.
Double-sided caressing, there are arch-like boulders.
The previous work has been abandoned, and the rest of the thoughts are still restless.
Think of it pushing and pulling, and doing the same thing to drill the hole.
All things are intelligent, and small dali is difficult.
Silk is a good thing, and the net is a mouthful.
Hives and ant mounds, etc.
What is Ermaru alone, the concept has not been thoroughly thought through for a long time.
The village boy gave a speech before the village, which was god's condemnation.
Turn the pill to lose the ghost hidden, the work is full of metamorphosis.
Flying style cicadas, clear sound of clouds and moons.
For this reason, the camp is sincerely inferior.
The pill is also required by God, and it is unfiled and bright.
Do you know that God has raped me and I can do nothing else.
One after another, they all said it as a letter, trivial enough to say.
Talk about the drama to answer the village children, drums sound the official boat hair.
After a few years, Gu Qing passed through the Anshan Gate again, remembered the time when he wrote the shell Lang, it was really full of memories, and wrote a poem Heavy Over Anshan:
Where the boat stops under the Ansan Gate,
The scenery of the old days is in front of you again.
Ask Ah Gong Man Wei,
Willow yin rotates from year to year.
Now The Ansan Gate, I don't know if there is a shell Lang rolling dung ball year after year. Writing here, I suddenly remembered a paragraph on the Internet:
Even if you think you are a piece of, you will meet a kind-hearted shell man, find you in the distance, and then treat you as a baby, and then roll you home not far away, carefully care for you along the way, afraid that you will be robbed, squashed, or hit a stone, bent on turning you into a treasure of the family house. Don't doubt that the world is just that sometimes.