One is his wife Wei Cong. He left all his best poems to her. "Once the sea is difficult for water, it will always be amber", a poem that has been used in rotten streets, contains his infinite affection for Wei Cong.
The second is Cui Yingying. Did he ever love Inging? Maybe, but isn't it funny to talk about love when something once unforgettable becomes something to show off?
The third is Bai Juyi. He and Bai Juyi are also perfect match. In the history of China, it is impossible to be friends with them again.
He is famous for his poems, and he is cursed for it. As the saying goes, "after Yuanhe, the study of poems and chapters is superficial to Bai Juyi, and the study of obscenity is not as good as Yuan Zhen". Is it sad for future generations to criticize like this? Lucky?
The youngest of seventeen people.
Just after the Mid-Autumn Festival in the 9th year of Zhenyuan in Tang Dezong (793), scholars from Chang 'an gathered in the imperial court, vying for scholars and tranquility. On the eve of the exam, Chang 'an East Street, Yunlai Restaurant. There are two young people drinking in the private room on the second floor.
"Brother Zi Hou" said, "With your talent, tomorrow's examination room is not in your pocket." After that, he raised his glass and said, "Let's have a drink first, and then we'll go to Yihong Garden to get drunk when we become the number one scholar, Brother Zi Hou!" Say that finish, ha ha ha a smile, drink off.
The young man across the street turned red and a little shy, but he also raised his glass and said, "I might as well dream of my brother!" "
These two are Liu Zongyuan and Liu Yuxi. They went to Beijing to take the exam. They made deep friends.
At this time, a young man next door suddenly got up and went straight to Liu Zongyuan and said, "Is it just Liu Gongzi in Hedong?"
Liu Zongyuan put down his glass and turned to see a young man of his own age looking at himself. Although the young man is dressed simply, he gives people a feeling of calmness and sincerity.
"It's the next one." Liu Zongyuan said.
A little surprise flashed through the young man's eyes. He said, "I am Bai Juyi. I have long heard of Liu Gongzi's name, so I have to meet him today. Really-"
"The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze! " Before he could finish, Liu Yuxi read aloud. After reading it, he laughed at Bai Juyi and said, "Xiao Bai, this poem is well written." Not only Gu adults like it, but Lao Liu also likes it! "
"But what about Liu Meng's brother?" Bai Juyi busy hand way.
Liu Yuxi immediately nodded his head.
At this time, two young men came along with Bai Juyi. Thin and short figure. The other is about fifteen or sixteen years old, very immature.
"Brother Gong, brother Zi Hou, brother Meng De is here." Bai Juyi said excitedly to the short young man.
"Oh, it's Brother Li!" Liu Zongyuan quickly stepped forward and said, "There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers still starve to death. Brother Li is a good poet! "
Li Shen is very conceited. Seeing that no one cared, the immature young man stepped forward and said to Liu and Liu, "I am in Yuan Zhen."
"Are you here for the exam too?" Liu Yuxi laughed.
Yuan Zhen sink a track: "Of course. It's just that I'm young and I can only take the Ming Classics. Unfortunately, I can't be on a list with my brothers! "
Liu Zongyuan saw that although he was young, he looked like Pan An, refreshed and talked extraordinary, and could not help but say, "The afterlife is terrible."
Yuan Zhen's voice did not fall, Liu Yuxi laughed and shouted: "Boss, a pile of peanuts, two pounds of beef, and Santan Xinghua Village, don't get drunk today!" Say and take out a few silver coins from the sleeve.
2 1 year-old Liu Yuxi, 2 1 year-old Bai Juyi, 2 1 year-old Li Shen, 20-year-old Liu Zongyuan, 15-year-old Yuan Zhen. Li Bai's Du Fu was gone, and Li Shangyin's Du Mu was not born, so they boarded the Tang Dynasty poetry circle and began to write about their times and romantic life.
This time Yuan Zhen was the top scholar in the Ming Dynasty, Liu Yuxi and Liu Zongyuan won the Jinshi, and Li Shen and Bai Juyi fell in Sun Shan. Five years later, Bai Juyi made a comeback, from the first. Bai Juyi, 26, shouted: "The youngest of the seventeen people is the inscription under the Cienta. ".At this point, Liu Zongyuan, Liu Yuxi and others have begun to plan Yongzhen's innovation, and what about the former young Yuan Zhen?
Gentle country, the tomb of heroes, people do not waste their youth.
(2) bring a smoke cage at night until dawn.
In the ninth year of Zhenyuan in Tang Dezong (793), Yuan Zhen was 65,438+05 years old, and he was the first person to study Ming Classics. Young genius, famous in Chang 'an. It's a pity that living in Chang 'an is difficult. Yuan Zhen did not take the shortcut of "Ming Jing Ke" to be an official.
What should we do when the reality can't support the ideal? Read! Read more books! Read as much as possible! Yuan Zhen is like this. During his years in Beijing, Yuan Zhen studied hard at the cold window, waiting for the opportunity to leap over Longmen.
In the 15th year of Zhenyuan in Tang Dezong (799), Yuan Zhen, who was 2 1 year old, became famous for his poems, but never entered the official career. In desperation, he had to live in Zhou Pu (now Linjin Town, Linyi County, Shanxi Province) and work as a policeman in a house by the river.
He has a distant cousin now, who is a big family in the local Cui family. The Cui family had a girl named Yingying, who was in her prime and graceful, and fell in love with Yuan Zhen at first sight.
Fog hangs in the sky and the breeze surrounds it. Baochai travels Cai Feng and Luo Kui covers Danhong. Yuan Zhen marveled at Yingying's beauty. Speaking from Yaohuapu, he will go to Bidi Palace, and Yuan Zhen will pay more attention to his heaven and man.
Cui's cousin seems indifferent to Yuan Zhen's pursuit, unlike Yuan Zhen's own saying that "the tone of the play was slightly disgusted from the beginning, and the tenderness was dark." But there's nothing I can do. Yuan Zhen is handsome, talented and famous. Plus this love poem is written one by one. Miss Cui Can can't stand such teasing.
There is no grass or trees in the deep courtyard, and Jiao Ying hides in the shade and says nothing. Make a fool of yourself and go out to earn Ruanlang. I wonder how many love poems Yuan Zhen wrote for Teacher Cui.
Turn around and go to bed. Yuanyang cross-neck dance, emerald acacia cage.
Under the soft grinding and hard foam, Yuan Zhen finally got what he wanted and found his beauty (the picture in the poem and Yuan Zhen's lewdness really complement each other).
If talented people and beautiful women are always together, it is a much-told story. But Yuan Zhen never forgot his ideal-being an official and being a big official! In short, he wants to be an official, a beautiful woman and just have fun. Maybe he never loved Yingying, but he was so lonely.
In the winter of the eighteenth year of Zhenyuan (802), Yuan Zhen resolutely abandoned Yingying and rejoined Chang 'an, and obtained the post of school bookkeeper the following year. Since then, Xiao Lang has been a passer-by.
If this is the end of things, at most, it is the sadness of "life is like the first time." It's a pity that Yuan Zhen actually told this romantic joke to others, and even more slandered Yingying as da ji's praise.
"Heaven ordered stunner also, don't demon, will demon in people. I don't know what changed Cui Shi's son. He was rich and spoiled, not for the clouds, not for the rain, but for jiaozi. In the past, the fragrance of Yin, the week of seclusion, according to the country's millions, its potential is very thick. But a woman was defeated, was defeated by others, was slaughtered, and has been laughed at by the world. The virtue paid is not enough to win Uber, but to be patient! "
Yuan Zhen, what a bully!
Later, he thought of Yingying again, and wanted to dance another "Yuanyang Neck Dance".
Will the old meaning, pity the present! Yingying gave this love rat a loud slap! Happy, happy!
Years later, he remembered Yingying again. Poetry theory
"Dark red and light blue old clothes, take a time to comb your hair and make a light makeup. At night, the smoke cage dawns, and the peony cries after the rain. " Is it regret? Is this an apology? Maybe, with Yingying, he won't be so calm.
(3) but not as those who have been poor together know.
In the 19th year of Zhenyuan (803), Yuan Zhen became the secretary of provincial studies. But unlike Liu Zongyuan, Liu Yuxi and others, Yuan Zhen was born in a small landlord's family, and it was not easy to find a good backer with a little money from his family. Otherwise, he wouldn't have abandoned Yingying.
His only capital is himself-handsome and talented.
There is nothing to blame for letting yourself struggle less for 20 years or more by getting married. Since I drifted to Beijing, such things have often happened. Alas, we often say that people are not as good as the ancients. In fact, in many ways, modern people are no different from the ancients, such as selling their souls for their own future, let alone their bodies!
Yuan Zhen was very lucky and blessed by heaven. Through marriage, he not only found a good backer, but also found the person who understood, sympathized with and loved him. Yuan Zhen was unfortunate enough to know that he pitied him and loved him, and he died after only six years with him.
Her name is Wei Cong, and she is the daughter of Wei in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Her 26-year-old life shines brightly in her husband's thoughts on her, and also makes future generations envy and even envy.
In the Tang Dynasty, no poet ever wrote so many poems to his wife, and the articles were exquisite. In this respect, perhaps only Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty can compare with it.
Two years after Wei Cong's death, he burst into tears and was heartbroken.
You are like Gong's favorite daughter, and it's not going well to marry me, a poor man.
You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.
You eat your food with wild vegetables, but your food is sweet. You cook with dead branches with leaves.
Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks.
There is no such tragedy in the world-I am poor and you are miserable; I have a successful career, and you are no longer alive.
How painful! How painful! Cry! When has Long song ever cried?
Five years after Wei Cong's death, he saw things and thought about people, and his sadness came from it.
I used to joke that it was behind us, but now it is in front of us as you said.
The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.
Because I miss you, I love girls very much, and many of your dreams, I will burn paper for you.
No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
I often dare not read "but not as people who have been poor together know" Because people who have never experienced poverty don't know the meaning of poverty. I still remember that five years ago, after paying the down payment on the house, I was heavily in debt and had to pay the mortgage. Excluding the milk powder money written by the children, our family had less than 300 yuan a month, so we persisted for half a year. At that time, neither my wife nor my parents dared to eat more eggs. Seeing my parents go to the supermarket at eight o'clock every night, my heart is sour, like a knife.
But unlike people who have been poor together, Yuan Zhen uses a pen and is not poisonous! Seven words are like seven knives, which stab people's hearts. It hurts! It hurts beyond words!
These poems that go deep into the soul of husband and wife can't be written without the deep pain of love.
Ten years have passed since Wei Cong died, and he still can't get over it.
Sit around and grieve for you and sigh for me, how long is life short for a hundred years!
No offspring is fate, and Pan Yue just mourned his dead wife in vain.
Even if you can bury it, you can't tell a passion. What an illusory hope the fetters of the afterlife are.
I can only miss you with my eyes open all night, and I will repay my gratitude for my life without raising my eyebrows.
I have no intention of reversing Yuan Zhen's conviction. What he did to Cui Yingying is irreversible. But if Yuan Zhen is not infatuated, if Yuan Zhen is hypocritical to Wei Cong, I will be the first to object. Although in the ten years after Wei Cong's death, he was picturesque and attracted butterflies, but he still thought the same thing as when Wei Cong died.
Although he can't "open his eyes all night, the lifelong trouble in his brow" as he said, there is no doubt that he is dedicated to life and death.
(4) Drunken dance poetry crazy gradually sexy devil.
Yuan Zhen was not possessed, but Bai Juyi was possessed. But Yuan Zhen's poems are just as magical. Maybe when reading poetry, we should temporarily forget about Cui Yingying, Xue Tao and all those negative things, and we should learn poetry.
In the empty and desolate old palace, there is only the lonely brilliant red of Hua Gong.
Several white-haired footmen were sitting around talking about the emperor of the Tang Dynasty.
This little poem named "Palace" has only twenty words, but it is sad and lonely. Once you enter the palace gate, you die in the palace. How cruel is time to these ladies? White-haired maids used to be in their prime. Later, Du Mu once said
"It's as cool as water at night, lying and watching Vega Altair". Reading this poem together makes me feel sad.
In autumn, the bushes, like Taoist priests, are more and more inclined around the fence.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums, and Yuan Zhen loves chrysanthemums. This "Chrysanthemum" is less leisurely and more domineering than Tao Yuanming's "Picking Chrysanthemums under the East Fence".
There are no flowers in bloom, and the city is full of golden flowers.
Yuan Zhen will also be "crazy about poetry." In Five-character Poetry, he is seriously crazy, neither crazy nor magical.
Singing loudly when drinking recently, drunken dance poetry is becoming more and more popular among sexy demons.
It is not too much to hate five fights to solve the problem.
Don't ask your enemy to your face, you will succeed him outside your body.
If you die, you have to wait for your life. What would you do?
Reading this poem, I can often read the weather in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, read the free and easy of hundreds of Li Bai's wine-fighting poems, read the solemn and stirring of "drunken lying on the sand, you didn't laugh, and fought several times in ancient times", and read the heroic spirit of "Poetry has nothing to do with life and death, and poetry is higher than life and death".
At this moment, Yuan Zhen was as possessed as Li Bai. He drinks crazy songs and is domineering. Maybe this is the real Yuan Zhen, true temperament, true man, true celebrity!
(5) until his life is looking for him.
How good is the relationship between Yuan Zhen and Bai Juyi? God knows!
And Lotte, dream of Lotte, enjoy Lotte, send Lotte, smell Lotte, get Lotte, see Lotte ... The word "Lotte" can be seen everywhere in his poems. "Biography of Talented Talents in the Tang Dynasty" uses eight words: Love can bully the stone! In the Southern Song Dynasty, Yang Wanli even directly said, "I don't know what the canal means, it is half friendship and half private", which is the "private" of "private" feelings.
The residual lamp has no flame shadow. I heard that you have fallen into Jiujiang this evening.
Sitting up in a dying illness, the dark wind blew the rain into the cold window.
The phrase "sitting up in critical condition" shocked the world, which was thrilling and frightening. It was about empathy, friendship and life and death.
Yuan Zhen, Yuan Zhen and Bai Juyi don't go to Jiangzhou, who will listen to the pipa?
Because I am often demoted, I have arranged to write poems in a fixed post office, so you like me very much, regardless of Wei Cong's feelings.
Yuan Yun said, "There are a few lines on the wall of the post booth, and Cui Li wrote about Wang Baishi."
White sigh "only sentimental yuan, embroidered clothes do not hesitate to look at the dust."
Yuan Zhen missed Wei Cong, and the poem said, "It is expected that Meng Guangyan will not come back in spring." Bai Juyi was jealous of the wind and replied, "Two spring scenes are over together, and people are homesick."
Bai, the great poet, where is your Xiangling? Where is your little man?
These two even have telepathy. One day, Yuan Zhen dreamed of traveling to Qujiang with Bai Juyi. When he woke up, he said, "Dream Jun swam to Qujiang Tou and also to Ci 'en Hospital. The official of the museum called the horse to send it, and suddenly he was surprised by Gu Liangzhou. "Just at this time, Bai Juyi was playing in Qujiang, and he remembered a poem by Yuan Zhen," When you spend flowers, you are drunk, and when you are drunk, you fold flowers into wine. "I suddenly remembered the sky of my old friend and went to Liangzhou today."
How deep is Yuan Zhen's affection for Bai Juyi? God knows!
I never dreamed of Bai Juyi. He cried and said, "I miss you and pity me." Today, due to illness, my soul is upside down. I only dream of idle people, not you. "He was very excited when he saw the white letter." There were tears before entering the letter, and his wife was shocked and asked why. "Abnormal coma, it should be Jiangzhou Sima Shu." He hopes that this friendship will last forever. Without the body, it is still the soul, and there is no dream to return to. He didn't remember the middle of the tree until he was born. What are we going to do in the afterlife? Remember each other's faces and find them.
This kind of love story, for men and women, vows of eternal love, but that's all.
In the fifth year of Tang Wenzong Taihe (83 1), Yuan Zhen died suddenly, and Bai Juyi was miserable. He personally wrote an epitaph in memory of his best friend. Many years later, Bai Juyi, who was nearly seventy years old, dreamed of Yuan Zhen again. At this point, white-haired Bai Juyi burst into tears. The poem says: "You bury the mud under the spring, and I will send the snow all over the world." I can't bear to see it, and neither can I!
(6) Postscript
It is enough to have a bosom friend in life.
Yuan Zhen had a bosom friend, Bai Juyi, and sang all his life, letting the soul fly freely in the kingdom of poetry; Wei Cong, a bosom friend, never gives up in adversity, so that his body will always have a gentle harbor to stay in. Bai Juyi and Wei Cong gave Yuan Zhen's first and last human warmth in the troubled times of the world of mortals, piled up his spiritual home and supported his life or death.
Life is like this, what can a husband expect?
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. After reading such a beautiful and magical poem, why do you want to pursue Xue Tao or Wei Cong?
Beauty, like happiness, is hard to find. I am lucky to get it; No, my life. Is to remember.
(Beijing, May 4th, 20 19)