It is indeed worthy of the name to say that it is a nutritional product. In the Book of Songs, picking roses smells the fragrance of cattails in the field. Wandering in the "Yuefu", I saw the smoke of war and the people who lamented everywhere; Wandering in Tang poetry, you can go boating with Li Taibai in all corners of the country; Pacing in Song Ci can accompany Su Dongpo around the world; You Yuan Zaju can plead for Dou E together; In the novels of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, we can admire Zhu Gekongming's bravery in fighting the south and the north. Wandering in modern literature, it seems to hear Lu Xun's cry of "look on coldly and be willing to be a willing ox"
I saw a madman draw his sword and sing, thinking about Chang 'an, but he refused to bow his head and raise his eyebrows. Therefore, I can only give my sadness to the bright moon and entrust my feelings to the mountains and rivers. So there is the eternal melancholy of "raising a glass to eliminate sorrow, but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword".
I seem to see Su Dongpo, a wanderer, with a tired face. After several storms, I recalled those romantic figures in Dajiangdong, lamented that the years were seamless, and I was immersed in the beautiful sentence of "Wish others a long time and walk on Wan Li Road".
Enjoy music in the moonlight. I heard the cry of a lovely woman in prison clothes: "If gobbledygook thinks I have been wronged, please give me one in the snow and let my blood dissolve in your snow, because I don't want to leave any point of my life in this dirty world."
Appreciation of famous works. What I remember is the wisdom of Zhuge Liang in The Romance of Three Kingdoms, the lofty sentiments in The Water Margin, the wonderful craftsmanship of The Journey to the West's seventy-two changes, and the gripping sadness and lingering in A Dream of Red Mansions.
As for modern times, Lu Xun and others are even more "forgetting themselves outside and persevering inside". As the backbone of China, they have always been remembered by people.
The love of books fascinates me. Even if I close my eyes, I can feel the poets' questioning about the world, condense the vicissitudes of history with a simple pen and describe an insignificant life. Life is small, but they have created a series of shocking masterpieces with this small existence.
Speaking of poets, I naturally think of Du Fu. He had a rough life, but he was deeply attached to Datang. As the saying goes, "if you live in a temple, you will worry about your own people;" If you live in a Jianghu, you will worry about your husband. " His broad mind of patriotism and love for the people can be higher than time and space, so he left three officials and three parting, which is famous in history.
How can you forget the poet who expressed love and hate, life and death, war and peace to the fullest when you think of the country? He used to wear a yellow robe, but later he became a minister. He looked at the water and sang all over the flowers and the moon, but in the end he could only wear prison clothes and listen to the south wind blowing. There is also a poetess who can't recite her "one kind of lovesickness, two places". What about the future history? Every time I think about this, there is an inexplicable tide surging in my heart, which seems to tell me that the predecessors' secretaries carry the past history, and the future glory depends on you. Numerous ancient books are the premise for you to create a better future.