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Ouyang Zi was reading at night when he heard a voice coming from the southwest. He was horrified and said, "What a surprise!" " At first, it dripped with Xiao Sa, but suddenly it rushed and bumped, such as night terrors of stormy waves and sudden storms. It touches things, clank and sound, and gold and iron ring; Another example is the dead soldiers, street pieces scurrying, not listening to orders, only listening to the voices of people and horses. Yu said to the boy, "What's that noise? You watch. " The boy said, "The stars and the moon are clear, the Ming River is in the sky, and the trees are silent."
Yu Yue said, "Alas! Why do you come here to listen to the sound of autumn? Gai Fuqiu's behavior is also like this: its color is dim and smoke gathers; Its capacity is clear, the sky is high and the sun is shining; Its gas is bitter, hurting people's bones and muscles; Its meaning is gloomy, and the mountains and rivers are lonely. Therefore, it is also a sound, sad and urgent, calling for anger. The grass is lush, and the cage is pleasant; Grass turns white when brushed, and wood falls off when touched; It destroyed those who were scattered because its anger was fierce. And the officers of the criminal police were also Yin at that time; It is also like a soldier, using gold; It means loyalty between heaven and earth, often based on killing. Heaven is to things, and spring gives birth to autumn. So in music, too, the voice of business dominates the voice of the west; Yi is the law of July. Business, injury, old sadness; Easy, kill life, kill it if you have more than enough. Ha ha! Herbs are ruthless and sometimes fall off. Artificial animals are just things. Worry is the heart, and everything is shaped. If you move in the middle, you must shake its essence. However, the situation is beyond his ability, and he is worried about his wisdom. It is the tree that suits his greatness, and the black one is the star. Why not take the quality of non-stone and win glory with the vegetation? Think about who is a thief, why hate autumn sound! "
The boy was right. He fell asleep with his head down, but it was like sighing when he heard insects chirping on the walls.
Zhao Mengfu's calligraphy "Ode to Autumn Sound" is a running script, which makes Qiu Si, the author sad, colorful in one go. It is really a masterpiece.