In Chinese literature, there are only five and a half people who are the best. The five refer to the Book of Songs, Li Bai, Du Fu, Su Shi, and Cao Xueqin. And half of the character refers to Lu Xun.
Su Shi's life was a combination of the strengths of the five people before and after him, and he was outstanding and unique. He has a literary talent that is rare in ancient and modern times, and he also has the lofty ambition of an ancient scholar to help the world. What's even more bizarre is that his life has been full of ups and downs. And this is what allowed him to give full play to his talents and become a unique master who founded the sect! And because of his own unique charm, he became the literati he admired most.
Su Shi's literary attainments are multifaceted, and he can be called one of the few (or even the only) all-rounder in the Chinese literary world. In terms of writing, he is one of the "Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties"; in terms of poetry, he is known as Su Huang together with Huang Tingjian and is a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty; in terms of calligraphy, he is good at running script and regular script and is one of the "Four Masters of the Song Dynasty"; but he The most outstanding contribution is in Ci. His Ci created a new era - the bold style, and he also has top works on the graceful line. His words have a broad artistic conception, sophisticated diction, broad vision, and sincere feelings. It is his outstanding contribution that made Song poetry another literary peak after Tang poetry. In short, Dongpo is an unsolvable existence!
Su Shi’s lyrics*** are 350, which is very small compared to his poems and articles. But in terms of his pioneering contribution to literature, he is his representative. There are not many words, but there are many fine works. The excerpts are as follows, ranked in order.
1. The following three poems are the most outstanding representatives of Su Shi's poetry, and they are of the same level.
1. Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia
As the river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the air, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I recall the old days when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes. My motherland wanders in my mind, I should laugh at my passion, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, a bottle of wine can return the moon to the river.
Analysis: With such a lofty atmosphere, such an open realm, and such a broad-minded style, no further explanation is needed.
2. Jiang Chengzi·Jiang Chengzi recorded a dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao
Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
Analysis: This poem is almost the same as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When Will the Bright Moon Come", but the deep love between husband and wife makes my heart move more. As soon as this word came out, the number of mourning works in the world diminished.
3. Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When will the bright moon come?
When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?
Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where the Qihu is low and the light shines without sleep. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Analysis: A masterpiece, no explanation.
2. The following eleven poems are of excellent quality, or have a noble artistic conception, or are lively in writing, or have an open-minded mind. They are all of the highest quality.
4. Jiangchengzi·Mizhou Hunting
The old man was talking about being a teenager, holding a yellow hand on his left, holding a blue sky on his right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, and riding thousands of horses on a flat hill. In order to repay Qingcheng, I followed the prefect, shot tigers myself, and watched Sun Lang.
The wine is in full swing and the chest is still open. It doesn’t matter if there is a little frost on the temples! In the cloud of holding the knot, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.
Appreciation: The martyr is full of ambition in his old age. It’s rare in life to still be ambitious when you’re old!
5. Qinyuanchun·The lanterns in the solitary hall are green.
The lanterns in the solitary hall are green, the chicken number in the wild shop is like a dream on the traveling pillow. The moonlight is gathering gradually, and the morning frost is lingering; the clouds are covered with brocade, and the morning dew is shining. The road in the world is endless, but the work and life are limited, just like the mayor of this district. After chanting slightly, Ping Zhengan was speechless, filled with memories of the past.
At that time, he was a guest in Chang'an. He was like a young man who had just arrived from the two continents. I have thousands of words on my pen and thousands of volumes in my mind. To Jun Yao and Shun, why is this so difficult? When I use it to give up, my actions are hidden in me. Why not sit back and watch at leisure. He is tall and strong, but he is still young and has a high reputation.
Analysis: The upper column describes the scenery and records, "The lights in the lonely hall are green, the chickens in the wild shop are noisy", the words are like gold. Xia Qian expresses his feelings through history, borrowing classics and sighing, "I use time to give up, and my actions are hidden in me. Why not just sit back and watch at leisure." It is really rare to express the ingenious and euphemistic way from birth to the world.
6. Ding Fengbo·Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest
Preface On March 7, it rained on Shahu Road. The rain gear went off first, and everyone in the group was in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I did this on purpose.
Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not just scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
Analysis: Taking pleasure in suffering, strong optimism and open-mindedness.
7. Huanxisha·Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple
Preface the tour to Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west.
At the foot of the mountain, orchid buds dip into the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is clear of mud. Xiaoxiao Yuzigui cries at dusk.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.
Analysis: A typical expression of emotion through borrowed scenery, a very fresh and beautiful scenery is placed above, but it is full of sentimentality because of Zigui. Xia Qian strives to reverse this trend and sings that one should never be discouraged in life. There is no single word, but the artistic conception is fully displayed. How wonderful!
8. Linjiangxian·Drinking at Dongpo at night wakes up and gets drunk again
Drinking at Dongpo at night wakes up and gets drunk again, and returning seems like the third watch. The boy's breath is thundering. No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river.
I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget Yingying? The wind is quiet at night and the grain is flat. The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life.
Analysis: In the first few words, a vivid Confucian scholar appears vividly on the paper; in the second part, the style changes, he sees through the world of mortals, and travels at ease, the fairy-like Dongpo seems to be playing life!
9. Bu Suanzi·Huangzhou Dinghui Yuan Residence Work
The missing moon hanging on the sparse tung trees makes people feel calm. Who can see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and solitary shadows.
When you start, you look back. There is no one to forgive you for your hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Analysis: Behind this poem is a poignant love story—persistence for love, and even though it was almost death, it still has no regrets. It is precisely because of this beautiful love that we can write such a touching scene. Mr. Poe, you are so happy!
10. Dielianhua·Spring Scene
The flowers have faded to red, green and small apricots. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world!
Swings in the wall and passages outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women smiling inside the wall. The laughter gradually becomes quieter and quieter, but the sentimental one is annoyed by the ruthlessness.
Analysis: This is a poem that made Su Shi's third wife Wang Chaoyun speechless. When she read the sentence "willow cotton on the branches", she burst into tears. After Wang Chaoyun passed away, Dongpo stopped reading this word.
11. Congratulations to the Bridegroom·Xia Jing
The milk swallows fly into the mansion. There is no one around, the shade of tung trees turns to noon, and the coolness of the evening brings a new bath. The raw silk and white round fan is made in the hand, and the fan hand looks like jade for a moment. Gradually sleepy and lean, sleep alone and mature. Who comes outside the curtain to promote the embroidery household, it is a waste of time to teach people, and the dream breaks the Yaotai song. But again, the wind knocked against the bamboo.
The pomegranate is half-vomited and the red scarf is frowning. When all the floating flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you. If you look closely at a beautiful branch, your heart will be as heavy as a bundle. I am afraid that I will be frightened by the autumn wind. If I wait for you to come here, I can't bear to touch the wine in front of the flowers. ***Pink tears, two rustles.
Analysis: The scenery in summer is heavy and emotions are easy to surge. The upper palace is for the summer lunch break on Dongpo, dreaming of Yaotai. The bottom column is written about pomegranate, which is unique!
12. Shuilongyin·Ciyun Zhang Zhifu Yanghuaci
It looks like a flower but not like a flower, and no one cherishes it. Leaving home on the road, thinking is ruthless and thoughtful. The lingering damage to the soft intestines makes the delicate eyes want to open but also close. The dream travels thousands of miles with the wind, looking for the man's whereabouts, and is called by the oriole again.
Don’t hate the flowers that have all flown away. I hate the West Garden. It’s hard to decorate the red flowers. When dawn comes and the rain passes, where are the traces? A pool of broken apples. There are three parts of spring scenery, two parts of dust, and one part of running water. If you look closely, you can see that they are not Yanghua, but the tears of Li Ren.
Analysis: The poplar flower has no roots, and it is even more worthy of Dongpo’s sorrow of separation. The upper column depicts poplar flowers blowing in the wind, implying that the author's thoughts are flying far away. The poem begins with the scene of late spring, when the flowers are withering, just like a piece of infatuated love that cannot be left behind.
13. Ba Sheng Ganzhou·Ji Ginseng Liazi
The sentimental wind brings the tide thousands of miles away, and the ruthless tide sends it back. Ask how many times the sun shines at Xixing Pukou on the Qiantang River? There is no need to think about the present and the past, and look down on the mistakes of the past. Who is like Dongpo who is old and has forgotten his machine.
Remember the beauty of Zhengchun Mountain on the west bank of the West Lake, with green sky and misty sky. Even if poets get along with each other, it is like me and you. About that year, I will return to the east and return to the sea. I wish to thank Gongya and not violate his ambition. On Xizhou Road, you should not look back to wet your clothes for me.
Analysis: We meet each other with joy and farewell with sorrow. There are always many partings in life. Lao Dongpo lost his mind and forgot about his chance - How similar are all the places in life, how can we know the chance of life? Reminiscing about traveling together in the south of the Yangtze River, our hearts are inseparable. You have a difficult road ahead, so take care of yourself and see you again!
14. Qinyuanchun · Love is like a chain
Love is like a chain, hate is like running water, and it is even a break. Don't be surprised, Shen Lang loses weight easily; Don't be surprised, Pan Yan is worried first. It is always hard to stop, there are many tribulations, but good things make people not free. It’s time to think about it, it’s joyful before you think about it, and it’s long after you think about it.
Stare. Regret going upstairs. It causes new sorrows and suppresses old ones. I wrote all over the colorful paper with the word "love" in it, sealed the volume carefully, and sent the letter secretly. In anticipation of Yi Xing, I would watch it all the time, and cry every time I watched it. You must know that there are two places in your heart when you are infected with this kind of disease.
Analysis: This word was written by Dongpo in his early years, imitating the style of Liu Tuntian. But "Love is like a chain, ruthlessness is like running water" is unexpected.
Three, *** twenty poems, which are Dongpo’s finest works.
15. Cave Immortal Song·Ice Muscle Jade Bone
Ice Muscle Jade Bone, naturally cool and sweat-free. The water palace is full of fragrance when the wind blows. The embroidered curtain is open, and a bright moon peeks at people. They are not sleeping, and their hairpins are messy on their hair.
Getting up and holding hands, there is no sound in the courtyard, and sometimes I see sparse stars crossing the river. How was the night? It's the third watch of the night, the golden waves are light, and the jade rope is turning low. But when the west wind will come, I don't know the passing time, so I change it secretly.
Analysis: Shangqiu describes the existence of a goddess—appearance, form, and movements—that people can only worship. The next paragraph turns to time and space, which makes people feel that this woman does not exist in the world, but must be a dream girl in fairyland. And the rush to get together brought this dream to an abrupt end.
16. Dongxian Song·Jiangnan Lajie
Jiangnan Lajie, after the early plum blossoms bloom, the new year and weeping willows are distributed. She has a slender waist and her own style, and even more so, her body is elegant and graceful.
On the bank of Yongfengfang, there is no one around at all. Who can see the golden thread making the day clear? When the intestines are broken and the catkins are flying, the green leaves become cloudy, and there is nothing to do, and one is emaciated. Don't let the east wind chase you and blow away the spring wrinkles between your brows.
Analysis: In Dongpo's writing, this weeping willow tree looks like a fifteen-year-old girl. He was full of enthusiasm when he arrived, and his charming manner was even more eye-catching. The east wind is like a pursuer, dancing with catkins. I can only sigh that "it blows away a little spring wrinkles between my brows."
17. Huanxisha·Dry rain and slanting wind make Xiaohan
Preface On December 24, the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Uncle Liu Qian traveled to Nanshan from Sizhou.
The drizzle and slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke and sparse willow trees make the beach beautiful. The journey into Huaiqingluo is gradually long.
Snow foam and milk flowers float on the midday lamp, and polygonum antler and artemisia bamboo shoots are served on the spring plate. The taste of the world is pure joy.
Analysis: The early winter is sunny but gradually chilly. The word "faith" makes everything look the same