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Thank you. He was in Suzhou and had just stepped down from his official position.
This year is the 56th year of my life, and it is also my last year, and it is now the seventh year of Tang Dezong's Zhenyuan.
I have experienced four emperors, three great eras, the first 20 years, all spent in the standard prosperity, the prosperity of the prosperous world, and in the rest of my life, I will always continue to dream back to those years. People often say that people's personality, values, and basic cognition throughout their lives are determined by adulthood, and I deeply agree with this.
My days as an adult can be described as blossoming and wanton. The Wei family is a noble family, married to the royal family for generations, and my ancestors were once prime ministers. By the time of my father and uncle, although it had declined, the shelf was still there.
When I was 15 years old, due to my family relationship and my own good conditions, I was selected as a Qianniu Guard and became a bodyguard around the Ming Emperor. What is our job? When the emperor went out on tour, we were equipped with royal swords, bows and arrows, and followed on horseback; when the emperor went to the temple, we took swords and arrows to the throne... At that time, Shengping had been in peace for a long time, and the Ming Emperor handed over all the administrative affairs to Li Linfu and Yang Guozhong, and immersed themselves in pleasure, and we also accompanied us, dressed in beautiful costumes, famous horses, feasts, silk pipes, hunting grounds, Huaqing ponds... That's the key word in my professional life.
That time was also the culmination of my private life. Much later, I wrote a poem like this when I was reminiscing about the past, and the first half of it is a portrayal of my youth:
Emperor Wu of Shaoshi, a rogue and a scoundrel.
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.
Lishan Mountain wind and snow night, long Yang Yu hunting time.
I don't know a word, and I drink recklessly.
Many years after me, there was a writer who said, "The gifts of fate are secretly priced", if I had read this passage when I was young, I might have been less stubborn, but who is right? When you look at the scenery, you always think that this is eternity.
In the fourteenth year of Tianbao, I had just left Qianniu Weijin Taixue to study, and great difficulties were coming. An Lushan Shi Siming launched a rebellion from the far north, and soon attacked Luoyang, and half a year later, he broke through Tongguan and came straight to Chang'an. Emperor Ming fled with the Sixth Army, leaving behind ignorant officials and panicked people. My family fled into the temple, temporarily avoiding the war.
More than a year later, Chang'an was revived, and the Ming Emperor also returned, but he was already the Emperor Taishang, no longer had the glory he had before, nor did he get the original respect. We, his former close attendants, fell from a high place overnight, were held everywhere from the beginning, and were ridiculed and bullied. The world is hot and cold, and the world is turbulent, all of which I have experienced in the years after I was 21 years old. In the second half of the poem above, I recall the experience:
Emperor Wu ascended to immortality, emaciated and deceived.
It's too late to read, put pen to learn inscription poems.
The two provinces began to reap the traces, and the Nangong was falsely deduced.
Non-talent is intolerable, out of the caress.
Suddenly, yang kaifu, on the old snot is hanging.
The only thing that the guest knows is the one who knows.
Fortunately, during this time I married my wife, Yuan Ping, and with her company and support, I began to study well, began to learn to take responsibility, and be a real man.
Most people think that war is the saddest time, and it is true for the victims, but for those who survive, the days after war are the most difficult. Although the war was fierce, people all had a hope, but after the war, all kinds of industries withered, the people fled, the situation was in turmoil for a long time, although there was no big war, local chaos continued, and there was no sense of security for a moment. The imperial court was short of money and unable to maintain the situation, and the people were not happy with their lives, and turned to death. Datang is like a broken house that leaks everywhere, making up for it here, filling it up again, making up for it, and entering the water here again. Every day lives in hopelessness. The political situation after the war was even more disappointing, with no desire to share the same hatred and hatred, only the intention of fighting for power and profit. The strongmen who can rise in the jungle are all vicious people.
The biggest turmoil occurred when I went to Chuzhou to serve as an assassin, when there was a military riot in the capital, the emperor had to flee to Fengtian, and the rioting soldiers plundered the capital. My uncle and brother are in Chang'an, and when I hear the news, I am worried:
The weak crown suffered from the world, and the second century was still not even.
He was separated from Guanyuan County, and the tiger and leopard were full of Xijing.
Hangu pedestrians are extinct, and Huainan spring grass grows.
He Dang si hai Yan, Gan and Qi Min farming.
It was not until the following year that the letter of peace was delivered.
Twilight soldiers chaos in the capital country,
The Book of Books visits the survival of the people.
And faith fell from heaven,
Only to know each other's tears.
At the age of 27, I was appointed luoyang cheng . The eastern capital, Luoyang, was once the most prosperous city in the Tang Dynasty, and after several saw-and-plunder by the rebels and Wang Shi, it is now "full of hazelnuts and hazelnuts, and the walls are empty than the houses", only in the morning when the city gate is just opened, there are some sounds of the city well. Seeing this scene, I can't help but feel sad:
Growing up on the day of peace, I don't know the peace and joy.
Now still in Luoyang, I feel bitter and sour.
Starting from Luoyang Cheng, I have successively served as a lot of officials, and there have been several of them, all of which have been self-interrupting. I can only rely on being an official to make a living and family honor, but being an official is a great pressure for me. In the first few years of my appointment as an official, I was still flesh and blood, and in Luoyang, because I was punished for punishing the sergeants of the Divine Strategy Army who bullied the people, I resigned from the official in anger and left:
Square chisels are not round, and straight wood is not wheels.
Bending the waist is not my business, drinking water is not my poverty.
When I was doing the Gaoling County Order, I also had the same feeling about having to accept the order to squeeze the people:
It is difficult to advance in the straight side, and it is necessary to guard this lowly class.
The open volume is not taken care of, and the case is buried.
The soldiers have been fierce for a long time, and they will not be idle.
It is sad to urge the relatives, and to forgive the government and the body to cause trouble.
When I arrived in Chuzhou to take up the history of the assassin, this kind of unavoidable force was even more torturous, Chuzhou was extremely poor, the people were close to extinction, and the superior I wanted to report to was a well-known yin carved person, constantly expropriating and violent. At this time, I have lost the flesh of my youth, and my meager strength cannot have a slight impact on this political situation, only helplessness and guilt, looking forward to leaving this post every day:
The tax situation overlaps, and the public is extremely tormented.
Blame Gan's first dismissal, and the years yan angelica field.
There is no other way to manage the government, and the worry is vegetarian food.
I spent time in the officialdom, yearning for a free and poor rural life. The large number of idylls that I have passed down to future generations comes from this contradictory mood of myself. It was also in Chuzhou that I wrote out what you all know: "The spring tide brings rain and comes late in a hurry, and the wild ferry has no one to cross itself."
From Luoyang to Chuzhou, my personality has changed a lot, from being arrogant and arrogant, to struggling to maintain the opposite. The breakdown of life and society is one reason, and the change of family is another. At the age of 40, my beloved wife died of illness, and my life seemed to collapse in half.
The one that is dyed white is black, and the wood is burned to ashes.
Thinking of the people in my room, I will not return when I pass away.
In the past, he returned home with joy, and now he is still sad.
Entering the room is hidden, and the mourning is written in a vacant position.
My family persuaded me to eat, and I wept over the case.
The hopeless situation coupled with the helpless life is a portrayal of people living in the chaotic world after. Unlike those who live in peace, we have no lofty ambitions, and our ambitions, in addition to yearning for a stable and free life of seclusion, are to value relatives and affection. When my wife died, my heart was ashes; my daughter was far away, and I wept bitterly:
Eternal sun and party are related, and the travel is leisurely.
The woman has a trip today, and the river traces the light boat.
Don't leave this morning, see Erdang He Qiu.
Idleness begins to be dispatched, and it is difficult to receive it.
Returning to look at the young girl, zero tears flowing.
In the years of eunuch travel, seeing my relatives is my greatest comfort. After leaving Suzhou, my nephew Pei Qiang came to see me at the temple where I was staying temporarily, and this time, it was the last happy event of my life.
The son has a new year to celebrate, and he returns home alone.
Knock on the bamboo forest temple at night, and the mountain line is full of snow.
The deep furnace is burning, and the empty fast is hidden.
There will also be a statue of right, wordless and pepsiology.
At this time, I have nothing to say about this life. In the early days, he often missed the prosperous world, and he was silent about the lost days:
When he ascended to the throne in the Longchi Palace, Luo Yibao brought incense to the wind.
The Manchu Dynasty has now run out, and the old tourists do not know.
On the White Sand Pavilion, Wu Shuo, The Guest undressed and sold wine.
The execution of the question is also the first dynasty, and the zero fall is difficult but bears the tree.
See the cultural relics in the rain and dew, and see my former service Danxiao.
There is nothing to do with the Winter Hunting Spring Ancestral Hall, and the feast is more than one.
Try to accompany the moon and night bamboo palace fast, every time back to the hot spring Baling drunk.
The stars are twelve years old again, and Erlai is now a king.
In the prime of time, it is hateful to go away suddenly, and it is difficult to be full of clouds in life.
Now that you are parting from this world, ask yourself what your dreams are?
The family is poor, and the dream is in the capital.
Noji Frost Dew Moon, Nongxing Detention Travel.
Talk about renting two acres of land, and the children of the Fang class cultivate.
(Note: Wei Yingwu, together with Liu Zongyuan, Wang Wei, and Meng Haoran, is known as the four representatives of the Tang Dynasty pastoral landscape poetry.) Later generations compared Wei Liu with Tao Yuanming, forming the tao Wei Liu theory. ）
Resources:
Hiromichi Katamura, Studies on Poets of the Tang Dynasty
Yuwen Soan's Sheng Tang Poems
Xu Yun's "Evaluation of Wei Yingwu's Deeds"
Tao Min's "Wei Yingwu's Life Re-examination"
Lin Yanyu's "Research on Wei Yingwu's Family Love Poems"
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