I have seen such a sentence:
Life is a sea of seas, mountains and rivers, but Err.
Everyone's life is a sea, sometimes magnificent, sometimes calm.
Ups and downs, there are too many to grasp.
Walking through the smoke and rain of Pinghu Lake, crossing the mountains and rivers of time, and finally finding that the gains and losses are gathered and scattered, it is no more than that.
It is better to abandon worldly fame and fortune, go with the flow, and be at peace with the encounter.
It's easier said than done, and it's not easy to have such a state of mind.
It must be baptized by the years, after great joy and great sorrow, and at a certain moment to bless the soul before it can have an epiphany.
Su Shi's epiphany occurred on a drunken moonlit night.
That night was full of drama.
Believe it or not:
Night drink Dongpo woke up drunk, and returned as if three more.
The child's sniffles have thundered.
Knock on the door should not be, lean on the staff to listen to the sound of the river.
Long hate this body is not me, when to forget the camp?
The night wind is still and flat.
The boat has since passed away, and Jiang Hai has lived the rest of his life.
- "Linjiang Immortals Return to Lingao at Night"
It was the third year that he was degraded to Huangzhou because of the Wutai poetry case, and in the trough period of his life, it was inevitable that he would be sad and sad.
Otherwise, he would not have written "The world is a big dream, how many autumn coolness will life be?" "Such a dull lyric.
But because of an open-minded and detached heart, he still realized the true meaning of life on the shores of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.
It was an autumn night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the evening breeze was habitual.
Su Shi drank alone in dongpo xuetang.
After cup after cup of fine wine, his consciousness was not very clear, and he took a nap for a while, but woke up again.
His heart should have been bitter, and his thoughts turned back and forth, so that even when he was drunk, he would not sleep well.
So I poured another cup, but the wine went into the stomach, and it still didn't help.
Drunk and awake, awake and drunk, disappointed in the officialdom, the thoughts of the hometown, can not be forgotten.
That's it!
This drunkenness with an escapist meaning still ended in failure.
He still staggered, ready to return home.
Looking up at the moon, I am afraid that it has been three o'clock.
Reading this, I wonder if you have such a question:
Why did he drink alone?
If you don't invite friends and don't bring a small house, aren't you afraid that after you get drunk and drunk, no one will take care of you?
I think it stems from a sense of loneliness that can't be spoken to.
For a middle-aged person, this feeling tends to be stronger.
We often say that unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine, and can be the same as people.
Being degraded to Huangzhou is a kind of regression in his career, more or less, it will bring a sense of humiliation.
Moreover, at that time, he was already forty-five years old.
Doubt about self, confusion about the road ahead, gap in reality...
Even if I want to find someone to talk to, I don't know how to open my mouth.
He hid in a small world with only himself, using wine as a medium to talk to himself.
There are some moments in life that you can only spend on your own.
The child's sniffles have thundered. Knock on the door should not be, lean on the staff to listen to the sound of the river.
When Su Shi walked to the door of the house, a dramatic scene happened.
No one answered the knock, and he listened to the doorman's snoring, and the snoring of the janitor was already loud.
Looking at this battle, it is probably difficult to wake up.
Logically, as a janitor, no matter how late, you should wait for the owner to return.
Shutting the master out of the door while falling asleep is undoubtedly a dereliction of duty.
If you were to get home after getting drunk, knock on the door but no one opened it, and be locked out of the door alone in the middle of the night, calling the heavens ungodly and the earth not working, would you be angry?
I think there is a high probability that it will, and the incident of drunks "shouting the building" at the door of the community is staged almost every day.
Let's take a look at how Su Shi did it:
He did not cling to the door in front of him, but cast his gaze on the surface of the river, and the sound of the rushing water of the river fell in Su Shi's ear, quiet and long.
Isn't this a metaphor for Su Shi's life?
Career failure, no matter how anxious he is, it is impossible to return to the grand situation of that year, it is better to put the mind in nature, slow down, maybe it will suddenly be enlightened.
The mountains and rivers are doubtful and there is no way, but it is another village with dark willows and flowers.
If you also happen to encounter the problems of life, you may wish to learn from Su Shi, and turning your head may have a different scenery.
Looking at the river surface in the moonlit night, Su Shi quietly came out of his mind.
Perhaps no one knows, but a storm broke out in his heart:
Hate only hates life in the world, can not do everything as you want, even their own body, but also for the worldly obstacles.
With this strange peak's sudden sigh, he finally revealed his heart.
Young and famous, he entered the official arena, he was the proud son of heaven who attracted everyone's attention.
Half a life drill camp, maybe he does not love fame and fortune, but fame and fortune come to him, in the whirlpool, involuntarily.
When will these vanity and profits be completely discarded and only one self-contained body?
He was tired and enlightened.
As Wang Xiaobo said:
It is not enough for a person to have only this life and this life, he should also have a poetic world.
Looking back at the poetry of Su Shi's life, he has never lacked the eyes to find poetry.
What he lacks is time stolen by fame and fortune.
The nocturnal wind is still (hú) flat.
The night wind gradually stopped being noisy, and the ripples on the river surface slowly disappeared, calm as a mirror.
This seems to indicate that the storm in Su Shi's heart has gradually subsided, because he has already received the answer:
It is better to take a flat boat, swim above the river, and go with the direction of the wind.
If there is wind, it will follow the wind; if there is no wind, it will be moored.
Spend the rest of your life in the midst of great rivers.
This is not a negative escape, but a "let go" after enlightenment:
Turning my head to empty life, I want to live freely.
Although he did not do this at the moment, I would like to believe that his heart has long been on the flat boat, to pursue his own heaven and earth.
As he writes in another poem, "Xingxiangzi Shuhuai":
When will I go home and be an idler. To a piano, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds.
There are many ancient and modern literati, why do people prefer Su Shi?
I think it should be for his unique clarity and open-mindedness.
He writes about life like a journey against the grain, and I am also a pedestrian.
He wrote bamboo sticks and shoes lighter than horses, who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is a life of peace.
He wrote and tried new teas with new fires, and poetry and wine took advantage of the years.
He wrote that life is everywhere like, it should be like Flying Hong stepping on the snow and mud.
He wrote that this peace of mind is my hometown, and he also wrote that the taste of the world is Qinghuan.
The uneasiness and confusion of life can be quietly cured in his pen.
The confusion and confusion in his heart can be placed properly between his words.
After a thousand years, he is still using the poems he left behind to soothe this impetuous world.
Ji Xianlin once said:
Immersed in the midst of towering buildings, strolling along the spacious long street, you are like a drop of water in the sea.
There are many sentient beings, and we are so small.
But the sky is high and the sea is wide, and we are so free!
You can sing loudly or you can cry and drool.
You can love what you love and think what you think.
You don't have to live as anyone, but be sure to be yourself.
May we all find our own in our busy lives, that leaf flat boat.