Drunk in Xiyan, a game of chess, this drunkenness from Datang all the way to Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing until today, poetry wine is mellow in Wanzhou 1300 years. So? Xiyan? It became Taibai rock. It seems that the fallen fairy of Jian Qing in white has not drifted away, but is still drinking tea and playing chess by the bamboo bushes, listening to birds and insects; Look at the clouds changing between Gu Song's old peaches and the new poems recited; Lying on the pillow with strange stones, I meditated on Zhuangzi's mysterious purpose. As soon as the mountain wind blows, a golden pheasant swishes out, and its long tail undulates like waves, composed of Gong Shang and Qin Yun, and floats out in colorful colors. The poet's childlike innocence suddenly rose, and with a long laugh, he caught up with him. One man and one pheasant swept west with the wind. When we reached the edge of the cliff, people were already behind, and the poet gave up with a smile, watching it swing at the end of the color and fly in the direction of drilling holes. But people have no wings and can't catch up with the sun! This romantic poet is very thoughtful. Suddenly excited, sword dance, white dancing, firm but gentle as a rainbow. He flew to the top of the pine tree, shaking pine needles with firm but gentle rain, and white tiger heads floated down in succession. He danced and sang: I want to have wings and fly straight to Qingyun? How fast it would be if there were feathers to keep out the wind! Wanzhou's parents love him very much. In order to satisfy his desire to fly, he gave her a golden phoenix, and she got it. Drunk to ride jinfeng? Legend.
The sun sets in the west, near the distant forest mountain, with battlements under the rocks, great rivers outside the city, and beautiful Qingfeng on the other side. The poet drank in the wind with a giant cup and got drunk at dusk. He watched the sky climb to the top, saw the wild geese singing in the west, and the river was rushing at his feet. He couldn't help thinking a lot, turning his heroism into a clear and long whistle and relaxing his joy of making achievements. Listening to the roar reverberating in the mountains, he felt great joy in his chest and waved his hair on impulse, which greatly endowed Wanzhou with the beauty of mountains and rivers and the prosperity of humanities. He used him to ignite the poetry of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. In the face of the lofty peak of the western extension, how can a passionate poet not be poetic? Unfortunately, that poem has been lost in the fog of history? This is the author's bold speculation: the change of dynasties, the current turmoil, and the annihilation of several poems should not be a miracle.
Don't say that, Lian Play a game of chess at Zuixiyan? Whether this sentence is Li's poem is still inconclusive. In related legends, only Li Bai stayed? Play a game of chess at Zuixiyan? The vague explanation of the residual poem is more general and vague: stay from now on? Play a game of chess at Zuixiyan? The eternal story. Who stayed? Why did you stay, but it is not clear. The author thinks it doesn't seem to be written by Taibai, because the fallen fairy is not a metaphor by himself, but what it was given to and claimed by the world. Li He never met that year. But what is certain is that Li Bai has indeed been to Wanzhou and boarded Xiyan. Li Bai's "Giving Egret to Song Shaofu Three Gorges": Egret punches and kicks, and the moonlight is cold. People were scared to fly away and headed for the beach. Xue Tao's West Rock: On the railing, I remember Whale Rider and welcome guests with wine. The horse stopped in the drizzle and the shadow of the sunset rang wildly. Can prove it. Needless to say, Monarch Beach is Wanzhou Bridge Matan, and Whale Rider is Li Bai. It doesn't really matter who wrote it. Wanzhou has been outstanding since ancient times, with prosperous writing style and fierce folk customs. This poet, who combines Confucianism, Taoism and chivalry, has undoubtedly added luster to Wanzhou, which loves literature and martial arts, and left a beautiful legend for Taibaiyan.
? Drunk and passing by Jinfeng, drunk in Xiyan, how about a game of chess? Age should be too white, right? Go to the countryside with a sword, leave your relatives and travel far? The 13th year of Kaiyuan (AD 725) was not the 2nd year of Gan Yuan (AD 759). Although there is no accurate record in history, the two theories have their own fans, but we can analyze them from the poems and the mood of the characters at that time: Li Bai Kaiyuan was 24 years old when he left Sichuan in the thirteenth year, and Sima Chengzhen, a Taoist master who was deeply ruled by san huang, was famous for a while? Have a sage like style, can you swim with the octupole table? ; He dabbles in hundreds of schools and is conceited about his writing. Shen's talk, seeking the skill of the emperor, inspires his wisdom, and is willing to assist it, so that the atlas area is stable and the sea county is peaceful. I think it is like picking up dirt, and writing "Dapeng meets birds in hope" is a metaphor for Dapeng. How high-spirited he is at this time! You get your own when you're drunk? Bring Jin Feng? Handsome and heroic.
Drunk in the evening, a game of chess, canoeing and surfing, spring breeze disease.
Race to the imperial capital to chase Qingyun and laugh at the old apes on both sides of the strait.
In his second year in Gan Yuan, he experienced the ups and downs of his official career, and became accustomed to seeing the world in cold weather. He is not only old, but also a pardoned criminal, long gone? Laugh at the sky and go out. Are we Artemisia people? ? Conceit and passion. When you are drunk, you should be sad, angry and lonely, so you can't help sighing. Let's pour a lump in your chest with infinite emotion. At this point, he has almost finished his magnificent life.
Riding a whale to pick the Rocky Mountain, what's the hurry in the countryside?
The name of the moon floats with the waves, and a game of chess is drunk.
As soon as we get to the bottom of the rock, the noise of the city will go away, the irritability will dissipate, and the secular thoughts will converge. Xiongchuan Ling Jun has its own aura. When people arrive here, it seems that they have reached some kind of tacit understanding with the spirit of Dashan, so that people can keep a purity with Dashan, and * * * will maintain this pure land. Taibaiyan really belongs to God's deep love for Wanzhou. The cliff stands steeply, forming a natural barrier, guarding one side of the hot land and one side of the people. The city is surrounded by mountains, which are the protection of the city. The city extends from the mountains, and the mountains are integrated. These wonders are rare in the world. Looking at Wan Ren from a distance, it looks like cutting, but traveling near it is stacked three times, each time forming an array. Hard farmers point melons and grow vegetables on the small slope between layers, and harvest a bumper harvest every season; Under the rock, spring water gushes all year round, not only for watering, but also for quenching thirst. Outside the spring, the bluestone is flat, and housewives come in twos and threes, gossiping about washing clothes and enjoying the generosity and long-term peace of the mountains.
Forest of steles is the traditional carrier of cultural heritage. Did the sages of those years visit New Year? Niche? Did the founder of Shuanggui Tangshan break the book written by Zen master Shan Haiming? Taibaiyan? Written by Sun of the Republic of China? Wanzhou first mountain? Shi made up this book today? Guandege? There are 52 stone carvings in the past dynasties (originally written by Song people), with complete regular script, cursive script, seal script, official seal and running script, which blend ancient and modern, all over the scenic spot, silently telling the endless incense of Wanzhou context; Written by Wanzhou scholar Mr. Wei Zhixiang? The sunshine in winter and summer, the clear air in spring and autumn, a cup of tea and a chair are enough to keep healthy qi and cultivate temperament. ? Taibaiyan Fu is a great way for people to entertain themselves. The graves of calligrapher Meng Liu and poet He Qifang lie in the corner of the green hill, watching them, accompanied by Songju. It is common for people to dislike the cold loneliness behind them, but it is not necessary. The spirit of sages returns to their hometown, and the noise is not what they want. It is also good to let poets and poets' spirits communicate silently under the breath of flowers.
Xiyan, where Li Bai once swam, is naturally like the sea in Lin Mang, and green waves spread at least in Gaosuntang area. What did Huang Tingjian say in the inscription of Xishan? A little halfway up the mountain, surrounded by bamboo and cypress gates, water springs and lakes, pavilions and pavilions? It is located in Gaosuntang. In addition to the unchanged rock mass, it may be a short section of the eastern line that still retains some characteristics of the past years: just entering the cliff top, the atmosphere suddenly changed, quiet and mysterious. The trees are not tall or dense, and the air is hazy and light blue. Even if it is hot in June, there is a cool breeze. Looking eastward, the fog that permeates the jagged bushes will blur into a phantom, as if it can talk to the ancients floating in it; In the direction of West Man Zi Cave, the stone path is covered with moss, and the shade is compelling, which makes people naturally whisper, lest it destroy this dreamlike silence. On the left, you can see bustling cities and crowds, and on the right, you can see fields and ridges, hedges and smoke, and people walking in them. It really feels like time and space overlap.
Further west, there is a new Peak Park. Careful planning and grand layout have replaced the original wild interest in the past. Traditional pavilions and modern square lawns set each other off, and famous trees and flowers are arranged in an array. Those who love the old sigh, those who like the new praise it, and those who are beautiful keep their words. But it is undeniable that more people visit the new park and it is safer. For example, the transformation of rock climbing ladder has lost the interest in climbing, but it has facilitated more elderly people, children and people with weak legs to enjoy climbing. Go, climb Taibai Rock! Climbing Taibai Rock has become a part of the lives of countless citizens. People who exercise and relax in the morning and evening, singing or dancing, or playing the orchestral, will always draw a vivid and warm picture of urban life: patterns chasing and rolling in the green bushes, boys and girls whispering in the bushes. Young and middle-aged people who are keen on health care practice boxing and sword dancing, stand still on the cliff, or spit in the forest. The white-haired old couple silently held hands and slowly savored the tranquility and beauty of life?
On the north-facing bridge corridor, there was no one around, holding Qin Liu in his arms, playing while walking, and his fingers were flying. The light and melodious melody of "Playing My Beloved Pipa" swings in the air like the wind. Every time a visitor cheers, he nods his thanks. Before the end of a song, I heard someone shout? Change it? , he didn't think pestle, smiled, "in that distant place" slowly flowing. What is his name, please? He smiled again: retired people don't have tuba. Just call me Qiu Weng. Don't fight landlords or play cards, climb Taibai Rock every day. Travel around the mountains, enjoy music, and have few colds. Dialing and singing with both hands. The bridge corridor flies over the valley overhead, with kapok planted on the left and weeping willows planted on the right. The bridge is full of crape myrtle and clouds. Outside the gallery is an endless sky, as blue as water. My aunt conveniently made seven small pools of yellow wax stone, as straight as seven natural scales. The piano on the porch is crisp and sweet. The spring under the bridge jingled like A Zheng. The old man squints slightly and looks carefree, just like a wild old man walking out of a Tang poem, strolling along the corridor step by step with the sound of a piano spring, as if he had returned to the painting axis.
Xiyan changed its name to Taibai Rock in the name of the poet fairy, which should be not only a kind of nostalgia, regret and nostalgia for the poet, but also a deeper humanistic connotation. West, only refers to the relative position. The name Taibai should be a prayer for cultural prosperity, an endless yearning for the context, and a hope for living and working in peace and contentment for generations to come. Taibai rock in the hearts of Wanzhou folks is not only a boulder with a width of 40 hectares, but also a Taibai rock that can be sung by poetry and songs. It is not only the Taibai rock needed by the soul, but also the Taibai rock full of red dust and fireworks.