1. The original text of the cold food post
I have been here in Huangzhou for three cold food days. I want to cherish spring every year, but I will not regret it when it is gone.
It rained hard again this year, and autumn was bleak for two months. I lie down and smell the begonia flowers, the muddy swallows are covered with snow.
Stolen it secretly, it’s so powerful in the middle of the night. Heshu is a young boy, and his hair has turned white since he was sick.
The spring river is about to enter the house, but the rain keeps coming. The hut is like a fishing boat, in the misty water and clouds.
The empty kitchen is used to cook cold vegetables, and the stove is broken to burn wet reeds. I didn't know it was cold food, but I saw a bird holding a piece of paper.
The king’s gate is nine levels deep, and his tomb is thousands of miles away. I also want to cry and be poor, and I can't afford it.
2. Explanation
Since I came to Huangzhou, I have spent three Cold Food Festivals. Every year I regret the loss of spring, but unfortunately the departure of spring does not require human condolences. This year's spring rain has been continuous, and the weather has been depressing for two consecutive months, just like the bleak spring cold in autumn. While sleeping in sorrow, I heard that the crabapple flowers had faded, and the petals that had fallen after the rain looked red and messy on the mud.
The beautiful flowers have withered after being damaged by the rain, as if they were carried away by a strong person in the middle of the night, leaving people unable to do anything. How is this different from a sick teenager whose hair has turned gray when he wakes up?
In spring, the river rises and is about to soak into the door. The rain shows no sign of stopping, and the small house is like a fishing boat. , floating in the vast mist, the kitchen was empty, so I had to cook some vegetables and burn them with wet reeds in the broken stove. I didn’t know what time it was, but when I saw a crow holding paper money, I realized that today is the Cold Food Festival.
I want to go back to serve the imperial court, but I have no choice but to be out of reach. I want to go back to my hometown, but my ancestral graves are thousands of miles away. I also wanted to imitate Ruan Ji and cry when the road is over, but my heart is as gray as death. Cannot rekindle.
3. Extended information
Creation background: "Cold Food Post" is also known as "Huangzhou Cold Food Poetry Post" or "Huangzhou Cold Food Post", written in the second year of the third year of Yuanfeng (1080) In August, Su Shi was forty-five years old. He was ostracized by the New Party due to the "Wutai Poetry Case", the largest literary prison in the Song Dynasty, and was demoted to Huangzhou (today's Huanggang, Hubei Province). In the third year of being demoted to Huangzhou, he wrote two five-character poems during the Cold Food Festival.
This post is a representative work of Su Shi’s running script. This is a poem of excitement, which is the sigh of life written by Su Shi on the Cold Food Festival in the third year after he was demoted to Huangzhou. The gloomy images in the poem, such as huts, empty shops, black paper, and graves, all create a gloomy and melancholy artistic conception. It expresses the author's gloomy and depressed mood when he was relegated to Huangzhou due to bad luck.
The content of the poem is full of the misery of life and the sadness of the mood, and is full of strong appeal. The calligraphy throughout the article is full of ink and spirit, with ups and downs, flying and flying, and cleverly combines the poem with the content of the poem. Combining emotion, painting and calligraphy, "Han Shi Shi Tie" has a great influence on the history of calligraphy. It is known as "the third running script in the world" and is also the best among Su Shi's calligraphy works.