If you ask who is the most talented poet in the history of China, I don't think there will be any definite answer, but if any poet started the era of China's solo, I think it should be Qu Yuan.
The greatness of a poet is not only because of his talent, but more importantly, the ardent patriotic heart hidden under his talent. Patriotism is a noble character, and it is also the most easily overlooked, especially in this era of materialistic and rapid development. More people become selfish, indifferent and arrogant. They are often dismissive of some easy-to-understand truths. If a person doesn't even know the big truth, how many other truths will he know!
Many people don't like to be lectured. They think they understand, but they always ignore it. In fact, they really don't understand Qu Yuan devoted his life to his motherland. Even if you are persecuted repeatedly, even if you are exiled, you will not change your original intention. He is a model of literati and a model of poet. This may be an important reason why the literati and poets who followed him for thousands of years took loyalty to the monarch and patriotism as their mission and pursuit.
Qu Yuan, whose real name was Ping and whose original name was Qu Yuan, was a great patriotic poet in ancient China. He is a descendant of Qu Xian, the son of Chu Wuwang Xiong Tong, and can be said to be a noble family. But he doesn't have those arrogant and frivolous self-righteous aristocrats. He lived in a turbulent era, full of wars and crises, and also an era from division to unity. He advocated using talents internally, cultivating statutes, and uniting external forces against Qin. Thanks to his efforts, Chu's national strength has increased.
He loves his country and does his best. Although, this kind of patriotism as a noble is different from that of an ordinary people, because it is inevitable that people think it is for their own interests, but after all, people were in turmoil at that time, after all, there was no concept of "respecting Confucianism alone" at that time. But the poet who died in the countryside, I think he is the original one.
Kings have their own ways to die, and literati have their own homes. Bringing peace and stability to the country with wisdom and lighting up life with literature, the home of literati should be the elegant literary world, not the lonely and cold river. The feeling that "the world is cloudy and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone" can ignite the admiration of the younger generation, but it is difficult to hide my inner stubbornness and loyalty. There are many ways to succeed, and there are many ways to be patriotic. There is no need to face it in an extreme way.
But Qu Yuan's life is a great one, which is worth remembering and remembering by future generations. I heard them sigh about you in Li Sao, but there were nine chapters and nine articles. How strong you are not going with the flow, not afraid of power, and humble yourself! He is a brave soldier, fighting every minute, even though he is still alive. Hou Wen dominated Sanjin, and Qu Yuan remained the king of national subjugation. What a pity! Be strong!
2. Prose in memory of Qu Yuan: in memory of Qu Yuan.
"The road is long, Xiu Yuan, and I will go up and down." It's you, Qu Yuan. You left this eternal swan song, spilled the wine of loyalty into the river, and left your loyalty on earth.
In the face of the national army's fatuity, the treacherous court official's exclusion, the broken mountains and rivers, and the unfulfilled ambition, you are powerless to return to heaven.
In the face of colleagues' advice of "don't be rigid" and "be easy-going" and go along with the powerful, you issued "I'd rather go to Hunan and be buried in the belly of a river fish; Ann can be white and covered with worldly dust? " Violent words.
Qin Jun captured the capital of Chu, and you had a nervous breakdown. You are worried to see the country in trouble. In extreme disappointment and pain, you are indignant at your lack of talent, dragging along the Miluo River with heavy steps and singing the sad song "I wake up alone when the world is muddy, and everyone is drunk and I wake up alone". You resolutely plunged into the rushing river.
A loud noise from the Miluo River makes it warm in summer and cool in spring. At this moment, you took away your love, hate, attachment and helplessness. For you, after all, you have been freed, but the way you choose is different from ordinary people. You may think that only heaven has no greedy ministers and is not excluded.
Another May Day, Qu Yuan. Did you hear gongs and drums and see colorful flags flying? That's people's memory of you as a loyal soldier and martyr! Instantaneous changes leave an eternal fragrance. Your achievements will remain in people's hearts forever.