08 Looking beyond the end of the world to return home
Time passes day by day, black hair turns into white hair, my hometown is far away in the world, I use it to express my sorrow, and I express my love. It's hard to express his feelings, and he no longer has the heart to appreciate the flowers and flowery smiles. During this period, his "Moon over the Xijiang River" brought with it the vicissitudes of life:
Every Hakka family has good wine, and life is everywhere in Yangzhou. She wakes up with a charming song and holds her head up, still young and romantic.
The things in the world are now in vain, and the desire to return has been wasted. Being haggard for others and worrying for others, laughing at the ancient willows in the pavilion.
Yang Shen, who was in a foreign land, was looking forward to his return date. At first, he was waiting for the emperor to wake up and call him back. After being disappointed again and again, he found that this was impossible. He also hoped that the emperor would send him back when the world was amnesty. He was released, but Zhu Houcong refused to grant him an amnesty order six times.
In this moment of despair, he wrote "Partridge Sky, Beiyan Temple Liquor Review"
Rong Li has been traveling around the world this year, and his hometown is just around the corner. Looking for the nest before settling down like a swallow, looking into the mirror once had a mane like a crow.
I am worried about wine, lazy to look at flowers, and the old man in blue shirt feels the pipa in tears. When you look sideways, there is no sky and earth, and you can only lean against the lantern and the sun is slanting.
The last hope is at the age of seventy. The law of the Ming Dynasty stipulates that any exile who reaches seventy years old is allowed to return home from the place of exile.
When this ancient man reached the age of seventy and followed this law and returned to his hometown in Xindu, he was escorted back to Yongchang by local officials.
A person who has spent his whole life waiting to go home, an old man who is already dying, his last and only hope is shattered.
No matter how open-minded and casual he was in the past, even if this person's name was Yang Shen, the light in his heart could no longer shine.
The arrogant, stubborn and talented Yang Shen could no longer withstand such torture. In anger and impatience, he wrote the last poem in his life: "Illness on June 14th" "Feelings in the Heart"
"After more than seventy years of life, I have grown old, and the law clearly allows me to retire.
When I return to retirement, I have become a Bajiang old man, and in severe cases I have been turned into a prisoner in the Dianhai Sea."< /p>
One year after writing the poem, Yang Shen died of illness in a place called Yunnan.
09 Meng Hui is vaguely his hometown
Looking at Yang Shen’s life, it is a life of ups and downs, and a life of ups and downs. The reason why he was named the number one talent is because he amazed the world. book.
In literature, he dabbled in poetry, lyrics, and poetry, and achieved success in all of them.
The poems he wrote are fresh and beautiful, and the words are gorgeous. The Sanqu he composed has beautiful artistic conception and detailed narrative. His prose is simple and elegant, and his writing is unrestrained. He also wrote dramas such as "The Banquet in Dongtian Xuanji of Qingdu", "The Story of Taihe", "The Cutting of the Flesh and the Remaining Master".
He is not only knowledgeable about classics, history, poetry, literature, lyrics, music, phonology, epigraphy, calligraphy and painting, but also has profound attainments in astronomy, geography, biology, medicine, etc. His calligraphy is even more erudite. It is famous all over the world and praised by future generations.
He is a bibliophile, loves reading, and never puts his hands down. Everywhere he goes, he takes the initiative to understand the customs and customs, learn the local ethnic language, and enrich his knowledge.
His life is a legend, and he was praised by the "History of the Ming Dynasty" as: "The most prolific in memorization and rich in writings in the Ming Dynasty, he is the first in caution."
White-haired fisherman and woodcutter in Jiangzhu I am used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. Happy reunion over a pot of wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter.
The long river of history flows forward, and I seem to see a wise old man with white hair, drinking a glass of wine in front of the wind, the moon, the river, the water, and his hometown. , read a love story.
Famous, famous, and wealthy are all in vain. Looking back at an erotic dream, many things in life are all made up of jokes.
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