In my eyes, there is 1 person in Xin Qiji's composition, which always means "a long way to go". After a lifetime of ups and downs, Xin Qiji can't wait for those "coming days". Enthusiasm has nowhere to put, but it is full of sighs. After a lifetime of contradictions and vicissitudes.
He is Xin Qiji who walked out of the contradiction between "literature" and "martial arts".
Heroic and fierce, scarlet in blood robe, half-life madman in uniform. Perhaps, the brave and decisive Xin Qiji was born to belong to the battlefield. Top gun. A pure heart, but who knows that fate makes man, such a young and promising talent, is forced to throw away those swords and shadows and write with inner helplessness and resentment? Since then, he has been carefree and frivolous on the battlefield. With blood and tears as ink and swords as pens, he has engraved one work after another in the airspace of literature, and was forced to "abandon the martial arts and follow the literature". However, who understood the sadness between his lines? Who will interpret his contradiction?
He is Xin Qiji who walked out of the contradiction between "inside the play" and "outside the play".
Life is like a play! It is mentioned in the article that Xin Qiji will not care about the dignity of "five buckets of rice" and will not be afraid to say anything. When the situation is ups and downs, he will follow suit, ups and downs. Listen, like an outsider. But is this the case? No. He can't be as free and easy as Nezha in the movie. Always be a spectator, but people are people in the play. Xin Qiji is not a saint, he is just without desire. The only thing he can't let go of is this country. Because of this, he walked into the whirlpool of officialdom that he could never touch. He took part in the play, and he was forced to become useless from generation to generation. Xin Qiji can't get rid of the contradiction between "literature" and "martial arts", so how can we get rid of the contradiction between "inside the play" and "outside the play"?
He is also Xin Qiji who got out of the contradiction between "patriotism" and "worrying about the country".
Xin Qiji's love and persistence for the country is almost unparalleled from ancient times to the present. The war is rolling and the blood is flowing. For the sake of this country, in order to realize the ambition of serving the country, he ran on the battlefield, spilling his shirt with blood and doing his best. He loves his country and people and can go through fire and water with his body. But he also cares about the country and the people. Although his appearance is ordinary, it doesn't mean that his mirror-like heart is turbid. The officialdom is dark and unfair, and the dignitaries vilify, frame and crowd out Xin Qiji for their own selfish interests. This made him worry about serving the country wholeheartedly. He can see through dirty humanity, confused interests and selfish political means, but Xin Qiji can't see through this country. The officialdom is dark, and he has no official and is light, full of ideals and ambitions. After all, this country cannot see him. Perhaps it is the hot water, perhaps the people are in poverty, and Xin Qiji is worried, but he doesn't know how to get out of the contradiction between "patriotism" and "worrying about the country".
The struggle between good and evil, love and hate, Qian Fan of Xin Qiji went too far, but what he got was a bumpy fate that seemed futile but not futile. He had contradictions all his life. Perhaps, it is such an environment, national hatred, the rise and fall of the country, and this dilemma can only be cast into an eternal talent.
Xin Qiji's composition in my eyes 2 I have a tiger in my heart, but I smell roses. -inscription
How many roads does a person have to walk to become a real man? How many oceans must a white dove fly to sleep on the beach? Xin Qiji, you are such a person.
You are both a civilian and a soldier. You once led fifty cavalry into the enemy's 100,000 troops, captured the traitors alive, and galloped thousands of miles to Lin 'an. Your military talent has been revealed again and again, and the Southern Song Dynasty, immersed in joy, took back your army and gave you only a weak pen. You, a tiger, have suffered a lot. You can only shout, "Who are you worried about again, Jie Lianhuan?" ? Afraid to see the flowers bloom and fall, return the geese first. "
Time passes by inadvertently, and your youth is replaced by time, but your will has not changed at all after years of baptism. You are eager to return to the battlefield again, but you can't serve your country. "When I think of that year, Jin Goma swallowed iron." But the corruption of the imperial court can't tolerate your thoughts, so I have to sigh that "there are no heroes in the mountains and rivers, and Sun Zhongmou is located." This is the tiger's heartfelt emotion.
Gradually, the fleeting time dyed my sideburns white, knowing that my ambition is hard to pay in this life, but you can't be grateful to serve the country. "Who can ask, can Lian Po still eat when he is old?" You are still a tiger, just a drunk tiger. "Matsubian was drunk last night, so I asked Matsubian how drunk I was." I was afraid that I was too loose to help, so I pushed it with my hand and said, "Go!" "
You choose to retire to the countryside and want to cultivate sentiment in rural life. Experience the leisure of rural life of "seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points before the rain"; To the east of "Daer Hoe Bean", Zhong Er is knitting a chicken coop. He likes children's scoundrels best, and he lies on the stream head peeling lotus flowers to experience the rustic warmth of the countryside.
Of course, the tiger also has a gentle side: "The lamp in the account is faint, and the dream choked." Because he brought sorrow in spring, but he didn't understand where it would go. "
When you were 60 years old, the court decided to use you again, but you fell ill and had to resign and stay in bed.
I know that your ambition has not come true. It is said that you shouted "kill the thief, kill the thief!" " Before you die. I know this is the last cry of a lonely and desolate tiger.
Xin Qiji, your voice, like a tiger, resounds through the Central Plains and always echoes in my ears.
Xin Qiji's composition in my eyes 3 I have read The Soul of Fishing Valley and Taiwan, and Xin Qiji is deeply imprinted in my mind, and I have a sense of reverence and appreciation for him.
When I first met him, he was a "Bodhisattva-level person". The invasion of nomads from the army caused endless suffering. He stood on the drum platform, aloof and tall, with a strong character. "How many pedestrians cry in the heart of Qingjiang River in Yugutai", the golden gull is short, the moon is not round, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the heart is uneasy. He looked at Chang 'an and smelled the partridge, but he still couldn't erase his heart disease. The mind of "countless mountains" and the feeling of "worrying about the river at night" have remained in my heart ever since. This is him. He grabbed the railing and looked forward to it.
Later, I gradually got to know him. It turned out that he was a warrior, galloping on the battlefield and leaping over the knife. Such a soft-blooded man lost his steel sword. In the corner of Gouan in the imperial court, he was helpless, but he could only start writing, waving wine paper with blood and tears, and carving poems full of awe-inspiring murderous look and majestic potential with swords and swords, leaving a tragic cry and a sigh of regret for history.
He loves his country, people and court, but he is full of strength and ambition. Where can he go? "Resentment, regardless of size, is born of love; Nothing is beautiful or evil, but it is a disaster. Although he did this, he didn't give up on himself, the court or hope. During his forty years in Fujian, he did his best, but as soon as he had the opportunity to play, he went all out to form the "Flying Tiger Army", recruited troops in Jiangnan, and wrote the document "Too much money will lead to chaos", but he was idle again and again. " Leisure is the hardest. Don't lean on the hedge, the sun goes down, and the flowers are bright. "There are many great ambitions in the world, why not him? His heart is hard to calm down, his mind is hard to calm down, and every word is bloody, but he just becomes a bystander. He laughed at himself. " You are kind, teach * * * Lotus! "
A generation of great politicians, from martial arts to literature, from literature to politics, always have the pain of being used and abandoned. They have been bitter and bitter, and they have no choice but to serve their country. He built Daihu Manor in the northeast of Jiangxi Province. He said: "Life is diligent in the world, and we should focus on our own fields." He was named Jia Xuan.
Although I moved several times later, I just traveled around, drinking and writing poems, and traveling around wild cranes. I think he will also think of himself, sigh and express some regrets. I can't live without the encounter of Yugur platform. Fortunately, I met Xin Qiji. Liang Heng once said, "The Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty were in turmoil for 300 years before A Xin's Ci came into being". If I can choose, I also hope to see the brave men on the battlefield in the Southern Song Dynasty, beating swords and urging horses to complete their heroic dreams all their lives.
Xin Qiji's Composition in My Eyes 4 In the afternoon of that winter, I was holding a collection of essays in my hand, and I unconsciously read a poem by Xin Qiji: "Looking at the sword when I was drunk, I dreamed of blowing the horn and camping for 800 miles, and I was suddenly attracted in front of me. It was lofty sentiments that called me to that turbulent era.
I seem to hear the majestic horn of eternal ancient times. ...
Xin qiji, who fought the sword.
He was born a tall man. He practiced fencing hard since he was a child, and he has a passion. The Jin and Song Dynasties were in troubled times, and they were dissatisfied with the invasion and ravages of the Jin people. At the age of 22, he raised an army of thousands, merged with the army of Geng Jing, and persuaded Geng Jing to return to the south. A few days later, a traitor stole the national seal. He chased him alone for two days, and finally came back with his head on the third day. Later, Geng Jing was killed, and he led dozens of knights into the rebels, which surprised him. This is an immortal achievement made by Xin Qiji when he was young.
In my eyes, on the battlefield, he was so resolute and vigorous when he fought the sword, and he was a brave boy. He is not afraid of swords and shadows, of bloodshed and sacrifice, and never flinches. Everything he says and does embodies the demeanor of a patriotic hero.
Jia Xuanweng holds a pen.
After returning to the south, I can only get together with my friends, and then I will feel guilty when I get drunk, and I will look at the sword with faint eyes, and the heart of serving my country will be buried in my heart. He held up a wool-like soft pen to express his inner feelings and resentment. Drinking and eating meat in the camp without the hero's withered sky, fighting together on the battlefield, blood spilled on the shirt, we can only brush away the dragon and snake and shed tears on rice paper.
Yes, he didn't give up. "I want to have a rest, but it's a cool autumn." It's not that I'm not sophisticated, but that "the east wind blooms at night and the stars are like rain" is cynical. In the face of "BMW carving a fragrant road", although he was disappointed, he looked forward to the prosperity of the motherland.
He is such a "scholar" and a "general" with boiling blood. Although his ambition is hard to pay, he is still heroic all his life.
He is also the embodiment of justice and loyalty, a patriot and a national hero! He is a clear spring in the mountains, flowing with the cowardly and decadent blood of the Southern Song Dynasty. Even if he is unable to return to heaven, he has injected a cleansing force into the long river of the times and history, which will last forever.
Xin Qiji's Composition in My Eyes More than 5 800 years ago, there was a rare generation of poets and generals-Xin Qiji in Shandong, which was dominated by foreigners.
Shortly after the year of weak crown, Xin Qiji, a teenager, embraced the heart of restoring the Song Dynasty and resolutely joined the anti-gold team. This enthusiastic and patriotic young man had no scruples, and a sincere heart took him south to cross the Song Dynasty. He thought that the Southern Song Dynasty was to open its arms and embrace such an infinite Dapeng. However, the fact is not the case. Xin Qiji's positive fighting thought was poured cold water by emperors and factions who just wanted to drag out an ignoble existence. His wings are wet, so why did he spread them?
Even if the official position is too small to give full play to his talents, Xin Qiji still maintains his true colors. His childlike innocence makes him play again and again. He talked about the great cause of the Northern Expedition, but he was not taken seriously. Instead, it was suppressed by the Lord and factions. This patriotic and enthusiastic person can't help but sigh: "I saw Wu Gou and photographed the railings, but no one would attend." Who can understand his heart between heaven and earth? The pattern of courtiers is not as big as Xin Qiji's, and the temporary peace is not stable, but all officials want this unreal and superficial peace, and no one can put the country before him by Xin Qiji.
Perhaps because he saw the facts clearly, or perhaps because of Lotte's character, when he was in his prime and got twice the result with half the effort, Xin Qiji was dismissed for the benefit of the people, but he didn't like stack, waved his sleeves and remained uncorrupted. He wants to be a farmer.
But he is Xin Qiji! Xin Qiji who loves his country and people! So even if he can walk into the field and recite "Don't be surprised by the bright moon, the breeze will sing cicadas in the middle of the night. In the fragrance of rice flowers, it is said that you will have a good harvest. Listen to the frogs. However, you are still drunk looking at the sword and thinking about the great cause of the country. This ambition is very difficult, but before you died, you said, "Kill the thief! "How much regret is left.
Xin Qiji is a Peng bird. When he longed to spread his wings for Song Dapeng, his wings were bound. Although his actions can be restricted, his spirit has been flying in the sky, flying freely in the hearts of everyone who admires him and ringing in his heart.
In my eyes, Xin Qiji's essay 6, "Stay forever, sigh forever, and have children like Sun Zhongmou". When I was young, I first met Xin Qiji in a few lyrics of Power Above the World.
Xin Qiji is not only a few hundred cold words in historical materials, but also a strange man in history, a great patriotic poet with a heart for the battlefield and the country.
His parents named him "Abandoning Illness", which must contain infinite expectations-I hope he can recover Dasong, expel Tatars, recover lost ground and revive his former glory like Huo Qubing. He does have the heart of a soldier. When he was young, he took part in the Geng Jing Uprising and captured and killed the traitor Zhang Anguo alive. After returning to the Southern Song Dynasty, he published ten papers, including The Theory of Meiqin. , put forward the strategy of defending the war. However, the idea of the main battle was not accepted by the main peace faction, so it was repeatedly impeached, ups and downs, and finally retired to the bottom of the mountain.
The heart of the army was covered by the noisy and chaotic voice of the mob.
When I first read "Being detached from worldly affairs is better than being famous before death" and "Having a child like Sun Zhongmou", who can ask, Lian Po is too old to eat? ",it is hard to imagine that he has gradually entered the end of life. Xin Qiji, outlined in these words, is clearly a young man with high spirits and fresh clothes. He not only shocked my eyes, but also shocked the eyes of the whole world. Even the high sun shyly lifted its skirt and covered its face.
Although he is old, his heart is not old. He has always been the young man with high spirits and fresh clothes. Teenagers have their own hills and valleys in their hearts. He is not a god, he is also a mortal, and he will sigh, "I want to say that I want to take a break, but I know that it is good in autumn and cool"; While expressing patriotism, he will also express his feelings, but he will not be silent. He must want to pick up a long sword again, ride a fierce horse on his crotch, fight into the enemy line alone, and then make meritorious deeds. But this can only be a warm, magnificent but empty dream of his "dream turning the corner". In my eyes, he is a high-spirited teenager and a great patriotic poet who says "patriotism" will not change his taste. He taught me more:
If the reality is cold, then there are tears in your eyes;
If the reality is dark, then there is a glimmer of light inside.
Life kisses me with pain, and I will repay it with a song.
Xin Qiji's Composition in My Eyes 7 As the most famous unrestrained poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji is a household name. But not many people know that he was a general who once commanded thousands of armies.
Yes, that's him, who led more than 50 people into tens of thousands of nomads from the camp and got away with it; It was he who led more than 2,000 people in his hometown to cross the Yangtze River and resolutely erected the banner of resisting gold. It was he, as a scholar, who wrote such a military strategy as "Ten Treatises of Machin". Presumably, such a talented person with both civil and military skills will be reused by the Southern Song Dynasty court.
However, the reality is that Xin Qiji was not valued by the court all his life. Part of the reason is that when he loudly called for resistance to gold, most people chose to reconcile with the gold people. That he spent most of his life feeling sad about his situation.
"There are thousands of trees in the east wind night, and the stars are like rain." On the Lantern Festival, the spring breeze blew down hundreds of flowers and trees, fireworks rained down one after another, and cars and BMW cars smelled fragrant all over the road. However, "everyone searched for him for thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, and the man was in the dim light." Some people think that this sentence was written by Xin Qiji himself. In the case that most people lead a drunken life, Xin Qiji still maintains his own ideal and seeks his own way to resist gold alone.
The road to resistance to gold was unsuccessful. Probably "failed" from the beginning. Because Xin Qiji was born in the Jin State at that time, the small court in the Southern Song Dynasty once thought that he was an undercover sent by the Jin people, and his disagreement with the peace faction was also excluded. When he put on his shirt again, he was old. However, his belief in recovering the Central Plains never wavered, so he devoted his blood and heart to his poetry creation.
Unparalleled literary talent and consistent patriotic feelings are such A Xin Qi Ji, which is worthy of our future generations' eternal memory with unparalleled faith.
At the beginning of his life, Xin Qiji was a chivalrous man who took a slant and traveled all over the world. He took more than two thousand brothers to meet Geng Jing, the leader of the rebel army, and his literary talent was especially appreciated by Geng Jing. He led 50 cavalry to attack Jin Ying at night, captured the traitor Zhang Anguo alive among tens of thousands of enemies, traveled thousands of miles overnight and was escorted to Lin 'an. So brave and decisive, he can still do it. "Years old, with banners holding ten thousand people, Jin riding at the beginning of crossing the river. Yan Bing swallows silver at night, and Han Jian flies to the golden servant. "
Reality is cruel to Xin Qiji. He stepped into the officialdom and served the country with outstanding talents, but his heroic stubbornness made it difficult for him to stand in the officialdom. He was impeached many times, his official position was suspended, and he lived in seclusion. He was moved by the tranquility of the countryside and the simplicity of the villagers. He travels, drinks and writes poems. "Let's stay here, make a knot in my house, and wait for the knowledgeable and clear, a variety of hands. Five willows in front of the door. "
"I have been to Wu Gou, and I have photographed railings everywhere. No one will attend. " In the vast and desolate background, it highlights the image of a lonely patriot. Wu Gou was supposed to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but now it is idle. I can't tell you how depressed and depressed I am. I just patted the railing and let it out, lamenting that I didn't have the ambition to restore the Central Plains. None of the rulers of the Southern Song Dynasty was his confidant.
"Covering your nose, the world is rotten, and the wine is ancient. Since I came and went to the clouds, I have been busy singing and dancing. " He witnessed the darkness, filth and lack of progress of the officialdom in the Song Dynasty, and the author didn't want to go along with it and drag out an ignoble existence. He has the feeling of serving the country, but he doesn't have the door to serve the country, which makes people feel chilly and sad, and it makes people feel a lot of emotions when reading it.
Xin Qiji's composition 9 in my eyes is half drunk and half awake. You gently put your sword on your lap. Candlelight jumps on the sword, reflecting the heat in your eyes.
I seem to have seen your military camp life. The soldiers sat on wooden stakes or on the floor, surrounded by bonfires, with large pieces of meat on the tip of their knives and fifty strings in their hands, drinking loudly. The loud singing pierced the night and was brought out by the rustling autumn wind. Then push it to the deep, push it to the distant. And you, Xin Qiji, are in a period.
I seem to see you again in the shadow of swords. Your cheeks are spattered with blood, you have a long sword in your hand, you love your country, you are angry with your clothes, you are young and full of energy, and you fight bravely with the enemy. As you said, "A horse is as fast as a thunderbolt." Take the lead, go forward bravely, the sound of fighting resounds through the sky, and the armored sword shines with the light and shadow of serving the country in the hot sun.
Young man, your dream, no, is your lifelong dream, which is to kill the enemy and serve the country. However, the dream is always a dream. When you wake up, everything will be scattered. Gone are the days when you rode a horse with a sword in your hand. You are trapped in this small field and worn by the world, and it is difficult for a strong person to get a reward. But the lamp in your heart called serving the country has never been put out, so you use the sword as a pen, snow as ink and blood as a poem.
You wrote Broken Array, Nanxiangzi and Shuilongyin ... You later changed your name to Jiaxuan. But I know that the "security" in your heart has never changed. You board the Gu Bei Pavilion and look into the distance. "Where can I see China?" As soon as the problem came out, my heart was already bleeding. A gust of wind blows your thoughts away, far away. When you think of your sword, your gray hair, your loss, your sadness, your sigh, and "forget everything in the world", you can't finish talking. Your pride was crushed, and then you rallied. You probably think: Does Dasong still need me? ! You will write "Jin Goma Iron, Tiger Swallow Wan Li" in blood. You never gave up and never thought about giving up, saying, "Lian Po is too old to eat." .
I'm a little puzzled. The court is too enthusiastic about you. Why do you never want to leave? After reading your first sentence, I understand: things have changed, and I still don't regret it. I try my best to serve my country. This is you, this is you-the great patriotic poet of the Southern Song Dynasty!
Xin Qiji's composition in my eyes is 10. Xin Qiji, whose real name is You 'an, is a famous patriotic poet Jia Xuan in the Southern Song Dynasty.
He was ambitious and became famous at a young age. 265,438+0 years old, led the troops to fight back. After half-life, he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty, but he was not reused by the imperial court and moved many times. I spent the rest of my life in the countryside, and finally I couldn't serve my country. In the torrent of history, his life was ups and downs, and finally he was silent, but he wrote a hero's swan song for us.
Think that year, Jin Ge iron horse, swallowed Wan Li like a tiger, and then Xin Qiji, fresh clothes in full bloom, soft. He is noble and upright at heart. Ride the reins, take the lead of the enemy generals with thunderous momentum among ten thousand people, and become famous and prestigious from then on. Flying sand and stones, swords and shadows, blood shed, will eventually create a generation of amazing heroes. His eventful years on the battlefield can not help but remind people of his song "Broken Array", which is equally magnificent and sad. What is strong is that "the horse flies fast and the bow is like a thunderbolt", lamenting that it has been born, praising the king's world affairs, and dreaming sadly are all in vain.
Now, "Who asked, Lian Po is too old to eat?" Half my life, I put down my sword and took off my armor, and my heart was still Nanping's ambition to serve the country. Therefore, he replaced the sword with a pen, injecting discontent and the desire to serve the motherland into the pen tip. Between pen and ink, an exquisite masterpiece was born. Today, he cares about the country and the people, shows compassion for others and knows everything. If he wants to say that he is still resting, he will pat all over the railing in the broken voice, look at it from a distance, remember the past and learn from it.
After retiring for 20 years, he took his own name as Jia Xuan and lived a leisurely life every day, but his ambition to serve the country remained undiminished. Until he died, "killing thieves" and "killing thieves" were still his long-cherished wish, but now he is out of oil and food, exhausted his life and failed to do what he wants.
Xin Qiji in my eyes, "Wen can write a pen to secure the world and mount a horse to secure the world." He was loyal, ambitious and worried about his country and people, but he was born at an untimely time and lonely in his later years, but he was a martyr and full of courage in his later years. He is superb in martial arts, young and promising, brilliant in literary talent and talent. His life is full of twists and turns, but he is full of blood and passion. Brilliance and loneliness interweave his life. In the endless torrent, his life and his poems will be immortal.