Xu Wenchang's Translation

When I was young, I saw the northern drama "Four Sounds of Apes", which was very ambitious and completely different from the legend played by literati recently. The title of the book is Born in Tianchi, which is suspected to have been written by Yuan people. Later, when I went to Yueyue, I saw a man whose list said "Sweet Water Moon" was very strong. He was very angry with her husband. Wan Wan can be seen in calligraphy and painting. The meaning is terrible, but I don't know why it is Tian Shuiyue. One night, I sat in the Pottery Editing Building, wrote a book casually and got a poem by Bian Que. Evil hair book, bituminous coal is black and slightly shaped. I watched it in the light, but I didn't see many songs. I was shocked and suddenly called Shi Geng: "Who is the author of Bian Que?" Today? Furano? "Shi Geng said," Mr. Xu Tianchi, the ancestor of this township, wrote a letter. Mr. Wei, with a long word, was born between Jia and Long and died five or six years ago. The scroll with Tian Shuiyue on its forehead is also a person. "Before and after I realized it, I suspected that Wen Chang was the only one. When the poem was deserted, I got this strange secret, and I woke up like a nightmare. The two men jumped up, and in the shadow of the lamp, they read and shouted, and all the servants and sleeping people started up. Whether for people or books, I am naturally called Mr. Wen Chang. Those who come to see the rest are writing poems and reading poems. At that time, a famous teacher went to Mu Yun to learn Taoism. Wen Chang is a scholar in Yin Shan, but he is not good at trying, and he is unrestrained. Governor Hu Molin is very famous and was hired as a screen guest. Agreement with Hu: "If you want to be a guest, you should be polite so that you can come in and out at the right time. "Gong Hu agreed. Wen Chang sat down with a deep bow around a black scarf and talked about what was happening in the world. No one was watching. Gong Hu was overjoyed. At that time, the governor counted the border troops, threatened the southeast, and did not dare to raise his head. However, Wen Chang is proud of his subordinates, walks confidently, speaks casually and playfully, and is unscrupulous. You will get a white deer, which belongs to Wenchang generation. At the dinner table, Yong Ling was very happy. The public is beneficial and heavy, and all comments are made by their hands. Wen Chang is conceited and resourceful, curious and resourceful, and talks about many soldiers. Anyone who seduces Wang and Xu Zhulu is secretly discussing and then starting work. After tasting a restaurant, several athletes drank it and refused to pay. Wen Chang-Mi used numbers to chase after the public, and the public ordered the athletes to be tied to their subordinates. All of them were cut down, and the army was in an uproar. Shamans with negative and foul language occasionally talk to the public in the wine room. When it is made public, they will do other things for the stick to kill people. Its trust is more like this. Since Gong Hu pities literary talents and laments their difficulties, it is time to save the exam. The public tells anyone who walks into the curtain, "Xu Zi is a genius in the world. If you are in this room, you are lucky not to lose it. " They all said, "Like life. "After a magistrate of a county was detained, he arrived and paid tribute to the public. I forgot to belong to it. I was very comfortable in my room, so I didn't even have it. Wen Chang lost his ambition to be a minister, so he indulged in mountains and rivers, went to the land of Qilu Yanzhao and saw the desert. What he saw was a landslide, a sea stand, a cloud rising in the sand, the wind singing, a tree dying, a person in the valley, a fish in the valley, a bird in the valley, all of which were shocking and shocking, all expressed in poetry. There is an indelible anger in the chest, and the hero is lost and helpless, so it is poetry, such as anger, laughter, running water, unearthed, like a widow crying at night, which makes people feel chilling. It will be thousands of miles away when it is released; Occasionally deep and steep, ghosts talk about autumn graves. Wen Chang's eyes are always empty, and he is independent for the time being. At that time, the so-called dignitaries, coquettish literati and writers were all despised and enslaved, so they were not famous for their shame. Sad husband! One day, I was drinking at the doctor's house in my hometown. At the banquet, the township doctor pointed to a small object for fu, and Yin made the boy servant continue to enter more, hoping to suffer. Wen Chang's assistance to Li Cheng, the pen holder, was full of paper, charm, freedom and hiding, which was a great surprise. Wen Chang likes to write books, with a poetic brushwork and a charming and vigorous posture. I can't write, but it would be ridiculous to say that a long book must be above Wang Yayi and Wen. Regardless of calligraphy, the book god: a gentleman, the sincerity of the eight laws, and the chivalrous man in the word forest. Among the rest, flowers, bamboo and stones overflow, all of which are excellent works. The pawn was suspected of killing his second wife and died in prison. Zhang Yang and Xieli reached a conclusion. When it comes out, it is as stubborn as ever. When you are old, you are deeply resentful, and it is good to pretend to be crazy. Show it to the door and refuse to accept it. Officer, you can't get a word in. You bring money to the restaurant and ask the servant to drink it. Or self-sustaining axe to break its head, blood quilt, skull are broken, friction sound. Or hammer its sac, or cut its ear with a sharp cone, and go deep into the inch, but you can't die. Shi: The poems in his later years are unique. They are not engraved, but are collected at home. For those who see it, Xu Wenchang Collection and Bian Que are just two kinds. However, Wen Chang died of anger because he was depressed. Shi Gong said: Sir, I am amazed at numbers, so I am crazy. Crazy disease unceasingly, hence the prison. Scholars in ancient and modern times complain about others, and the way of a gentleman does not exist. Although, it is a hero in the world, a hero in Yongling, and a different gift from the shogunate, as we all know, Hu has the style of a gentleman. On the table, the host is happy, and the host knows that there is a gentleman. Being single is not expensive. The rise of Mr. Wang's poetry has swept away the dirty habits of modern times, which is gone forever and has its own conclusion. Why not meet him? Mei Kesheng tasted and sent Yu Shu, saying, "Wen is my old friend, a sick freak, a strange poem, a strange word, a strange word and a strange painting." "I said the length of the text is not surprising. Nothing strange, but nothing strange! Sad husband! When I was a child, I passed by the shop in my hometown and saw a northern drama "Four Sounds of Apes". Interest and spirit are bold and broad-minded, which is quite different from the legends written by scholars in recent years. Signed "Tianchisheng", it is suspected to be the work of people in the Yuan Dynasty. Later, when I went to the end of the month, I saw someone else's leaflet with a "Tianshui Moon". The brushwork is strong and powerful, and there is an unevenness in calligraphy and painting, which seems to be visible. I'm surprised, but I don't know who Tian Shuiyue is. One night, I was sitting upstairs in Xiujia's house, browsing through the books on the shelf at random, and got a new collection of poems. Paper binding is poor, the quality of brush ink is poor, and the handwriting is blurred. Read a book closer to the lamp, and after reading a few songs, you can't help but be surprised. I quickly called Shi Geng and asked him, "Who wrote Bian Que? "Is it the present or the ancients?" Shi Geng said, "This is a book written by my fellow countryman Mr. Xu Tianchi. Mr. Wei, with a long word, was born in Jiajingzhi and died only five or six years ago. Now he has a scroll and a title on his forehead. " I realized that it was Wen Chang who was suspected before and after. In addition, when the field of poetry is barren and polluted, getting such a rare treasure is like waking up in a nightmare. We both jumped up, and in the shadow of the lamp, we read, screamed, screamed, read, and the sleeping servants were startled. From now on, I will either tell others or write a letter, and everyone will be marked as Mr. Wen Chang. Anyone who comes to see me will take out a long poem and read it to him. At that time, a famous figure in the literary world gradually knew his desire and worshipped him. Wen Chang, a scholar in Yin Shan, failed the list many times. The personality is straightforward and unrestrained. Governor Hu Zongxian knew his talent and hired him as a screen guest. Wen Chang and Hu Zongxian agreed: "If I want to be a guest, I will go in and out freely according to the etiquette of receiving guests, without setting a time." Hu Zongxian promised him everything. Then, Wen Chang, dressed in plaid and wearing a black turban, sat down and talked about world affairs like no one's watching. Hu Zongxian was very happy. At that time, Hu Zongxian was commanding several soldiers. The soldiers were afraid that he would even kneel down and talk, crawling on the ground like a snake, and did not dare to look up; As a subordinate scholar, Wen Chang is proud of him, doing whatever he wants, talking and laughing at will, and fearless. Like a white deer being caught, Hu Zongxian asked Wen Changdai to make a congratulatory table. Emperor Sejong was very happy to see the chapter on the table. So Hu Zongxian paid more attention to him, and let him do all the words and official documents. Wen Chang spoke highly of his talents and strategies, and liked to come up with ingenious plans. Most of the situations and strategies of marching and fighting can get the gist. All Hu Zongxian's plans to lure and surrender bandits such as Wang Zhi and Xu Hai were carefully discussed and put into practice. Wen Chang used to drink in a restaurant, and several soldiers also drank downstairs. After drinking, they refused to pay. Wen Chang secretly wrote a short message to Hu Zongxian, and Hu Zongxian immediately ordered the sergeant to be tied into the yamen, all beheaded, and the whole army trembled. There was a monk who lived a bad life by money. Xu Wei mentioned it occasionally when he was drinking. Then Hu Zongxian killed him with something else. Similarly, Wen Chang is trusted by Hu Zongxian. Because Hu Zongxian loved Wen Chang's talent, he lamented that he failed in the exam repeatedly, and it coincided with the provincial examination. Any examiner privately entrusts him to say, "Xu Zi is a first-rate talent. If he is in your room, I hope not to miss it. " The examiner promised to do as he said. There was a magistrate who came a little late for other things and didn't visit Hu Zongxian until the exam. Hu Zongxian occasionally forgot to entrust him, and the test paper was just handed out in his room, so he didn't make it. Because he failed in the exam, he was ignored by the examiner, so he began to drink heavily and traveled to Qi, Shandong, Yan, Zhao and other places, and traveled all over the northern desert. What he saw was mountains galloping across the sky, roaring sea water, yellow sand covering the sky, unpredictable clouds, sharp whistling wind, fallen trees on his back, deep and quiet valleys, bustling cities, all kinds of people, fish and birds, and all amazing shapes, all of which were shown in his poems. There is an indelible spirit in his chest, and there is also the grief and indignation of the protagonist who has lost his way and no place to live, which makes his poems as angry as laughing, as if the water flowed through the canyon and made a loud noise, as if the seeds germinated silently, as if the widow cried and wailed at night, as if the wanderer had left his hometown on a cold night. When he indulges his mind, it is like a flat field, looking thousands of miles away; Occasionally deep and steep, like ghosts in autumn graves, whispering. Wen Chang's vision is extremely high, and he thinks that all the literati in the past dynasties are incompetent, and he is unique in the poetry circle at that time. At that time, the so-called high officials and dignitaries, poets, scribes and civil servants all denounced him loudly, regarded him as a handmaiden and were ashamed to make friends with them, so his reputation did not spread abroad. Pathetic! One day, drinking at the county magistrate's house, the county magistrate pointed to a small matter at the banquet and begged him to make a poem. He secretly asked the little servant to make the paper more than ten feet long and wanted to hit him. With a pen in his hand, Wen Chang wrote a poem on the spot and filled it with paper. The artistic conception and verve are rich and elegant, and the event is vividly expressed, and all the people present are greatly amazed. Wen Chang likes calligraphy, and his brushwork is unrestrained. Just like his poems, desolate festivals reveal an elegant and charming gesture. My handwriting is not good. Nonsense. I think the handwriting of dragon is really better than that of Wang Yayi and Wen. Speaking of the charm of words, rather than the brushwork, Mr. Wang is indeed an accomplished person who is not constrained by the eight laws, and is a strange man who has sprung up suddenly in calligraphy. Sometimes when I have nothing to do, I paint flowers, bamboo and stones, which are lofty, elegant and full of interest. ? He was later arrested and sentenced to death on suspicion of killing his second wife. Zhang Yanghe tried his best to mediate and rescue before being released. After he got out of prison, he was as stubborn as ever. In his later years, his indignation was deeper and his madness was more severe. He refused to accept visits from people of fame and status. Local officials came to ask him to write, but they didn't receive a word. Often take money to the hotel and invite people with low status to drink together. Sometimes I cut my head with an axe, so that my face is covered with blood and my skull is broken. When I rub it with my hand, it makes a noise. Sometimes the kidney capsule is broken with a pestle; Sometimes I prick my ears with a sharp awl. The awl goes down more than an inch, but I'm not dead. Shi Geng said: Wen Chang's poems in his later years are even more bizarre, and there are no hidden engravings and collections at home. All I saw was the Xu Wenchang Collection and Bian Que. However, Wen Chang was always depressed at that time and died with resentment. Shi Gong said: Mr. Wang's fate has been bad, so he is crazy. He was arrested and imprisoned for his madness. Scholars in ancient and modern times, compassion, can't be compared with Mr. Even so, Hu Zongxian is a rare hero, Emperor Sejong is a wise monarch, and Wen Chang received special treatment when he was a guest. This is Hu Zongxian's ability to know Mr.: On Bailuyuan, Emperor Jia Yue knew Mr. Wang's talent. I just don't have a formal position. Mr. Wang's poems are outstanding, sweeping away the barren and dirty poetic style since modern times. Thousands of years later, he came to his own conclusion. Why did you say he didn't meet? Mekson once wrote to me and said, "Wen Chang is an old friend of mine. His illness is stranger than others, his people are stranger than his poems, his poems are stranger than his calligraphy, his calligraphy is stranger than his prose, and his prose is stranger than his paintings. " I said there was nothing strange about Wen Chang. Just because nothing is strange, nothing is smooth. How pathetic!