Li Shangyin's Biography of Li Changji

Biography of Li Changji

Li shangyin

Jing Zhao Du Mu tells the story of Li Changji, which is strange and handed down from generation to generation. If Chang Ji's sister marries Wang, then I want to talk about Chang Ji in particular. Long and thin, with eyebrows and long fingers and claws. Changli Hanyu first knew that he would earnestly endorse. He keeps close friends with tourists such as Wang Shenyuan, Yang Jingzhi, Quan Kun and Cui Zhi. Every day at sunrise, I travel with gentlemen. I don't have any problems. Then I write poems, just like others think about the connection and limitation of the journey. Heng was a slave since he was a child, riding a donkey and carrying an old tattered kit. When he got anything, he put the book in his bag. When she got home at dusk, Mrs. Tai took the maid out of her bag and found many books inside. She said, "It's my duty to express my heart!" I got on the lamp, ate my meal, took the book from the maid, ground ink and folded paper, and threw it into his bag. If you don't get drunk and don't return, you'll be hopeless if you whine for one day. Wang and Yang explore and write back and forth from time to time. Chang Ji often rides a horse to and from Beijing and Los Angeles alone, and everywhere he goes, he leaves things behind, so there are only four volumes left in Shenyang. When Chang Ji was dying, he suddenly saw a man wearing clothes, driving a red scorpion and holding a calligraphy board like Taiguyin or Leishi in his hand. He said, "It's called Chang Ji." Longji couldn't read, so (Yan Qian) stayed and kowtowed, saying that Ah (the superior girl) was old and sick and didn't want to go. The man in robes smiled and said, "The emperor has become a white jade building, and I will call you as a souvenir at once. Being happy in heaven is not painful! "Longji cried alone, and everyone around him saw it. If it is rare, it will exist forever. In the window where I often live, there is smoke in the fire and the sound of traffic control can be heard. Taifuren was so anxious that people couldn't stop crying. She waited like cooking five buckets of millet, but Chang Ji died unexpectedly. Sister Wang Can can't pretend to be a long-term lucky person, as she has seen. Oh! The sky is high, and the fruit is the emperor. Does the empire have gardens, palaces and pavilions? If you believe it, it will be high that day and the dignity of the emperor will be high. It is also appropriate to have more talented people in this world. Why should we care about Changji as soon as possible and let it die? Hey! Are there so-called talented and great people in the world, not only on the ground, but also in the sky? When Chang Ji was born in the twenty-seventh year, his status was not very ordinary, and people at that time also rejected him. What's more, only the emperor is powerful, and people are not important? Does anyone see that it will win the emperor?

Reference translation:

Jing Zhao Du Mu prefaced the Collection of Li Changji, describing Li Changji's adventures in detail, which spread all over the world. Chang Ji's sister married Wang, and she told Chang Ji's story in great detail.

Li Changji is thin, with eyebrows connected and long fingers. He can recite poems hard and write quickly. It was first known by Changli Hanyu. Wang Shenyuan, Yang Jingzhi, Quan Jue and Cui Zhi are Changji's closest friends, and Changji travels with them every day. Never set a topic before writing a poem, as others do when writing a poem in French, so as to conform to the norms of writing a poem. I often ride a weak horse, follow a little extremely, and write down my feelings when I meet with an old kit on my back. When he came back in the evening, his mother asked her maid to take away everything in the bag. When she saw a lot of writing, she said angrily, "Does this child have to spit out his heart?" Say that finish, light the lamp and bring the rice to Chang Ji. Chang Ji took the book from her handmaid, made a complete poem with paper and put it in another bag. Not all the days are like this, and then he stops looking at those works. Wang Shenyuan and Yang Jingzhi come at any time to take them out of the bag and copy them away. Chang Ji often rides a donkey alone between Chang 'an and Luoyang, the capital. Wherever he went, he occasionally threw away his poems, leaving only the remaining four volumes of Shenyang.

When Chang Ji was dying, he suddenly saw a man in red riding a red horned dragon in broad daylight, holding a piece of wood with ancient seal script or Shi Guwen written on it, saying that he was calling Chang Ji. Chang Ji didn't know anyone, so he suddenly got out of bed and kowtowed and said, "My mother is old and ill, and I don't want to go." The man in red said with a smile, "The Emperor of Heaven has just built a white jade building, and immediately asked you to write a note for it. The messenger in the sky is very happy and not bitter! " Chang Ji cried alone, and everyone next to him saw it. After a while, Chang Ji died. In his bedroom window, there was smoke coming up, and he heard the sound of driving and slight music. Changji's mother quickly stopped other people's crying. After waiting for five buckets of millet, Changji finally died. Chang Ji's sister won't make up these things about Chang Ji. What she saw was really like this.

Alas, the deep blue sky is so high. Is there really a heavenly emperor in the sky? Does Emperor Tiandi really have Lin Yuan gardens, palaces, houses and pavilions? If this is the case, then there should be people with literary talents beyond this world in terms of the loftiness of heaven and the dignity of emperors. Why only care about Changji, so that he won't live long? Well, are there few wizards mentioned in the world, not only on the earth, but also in the sky? Chang Ji lived for twenty-seven years, but his position was too ordinary. At that time, many people squeezed out to slander him. Is it a wizard? Heaven pays special attention to him, but people don't pay attention to him? Or will people have more knowledge than the Emperor of Heaven?

Li He's poems have high artistic achievements, aesthetic value and enduring charm. To sum up, there are the following artistic features:

1. Li He's poems, with their rich and peculiar imagination and fantastic ideas, have brought people into a mysterious and colorful artistic realm.

Secondly, Li He's poetry, with its hazy, magnificent and cold artistic conception, constructs the aesthetic characteristics of meaning and context, giving people profound spiritual enlightenment and aesthetic taste.

Thirdly, Li Heshi gives people a strong artistic appeal with vivid, smart, magical and extraordinary images.

Fourth, Li Heshi's colorful language art is amazing and gives people a beautiful feeling.