2. Translation. One night, I was sitting in the upstairs of Tao Zhouwang's house, reading Fang Chen's books on the shelf at will, and got a letter of Quebian's poetry collection. The paper binding is poor, the ink quality of the brush board is poor, and the handwriting is blurred. I read a little closer to the lamp, and after reading a few songs, I couldn't help being pleasantly surprised. I quickly called Zhou Wang and asked him, "Who wrote Quebian?" Is it the present or the ancients? " Tao Zhouwang said, "This is a collection of poems by my fellow countryman's predecessor, Mr. Xu Wenchang." The two of us jumped up, gathered in the shadow of the lamp, read for a while, screamed again, screamed again, and read for a while, and the sleeping servants were awakened. Unexpectedly, I have lived for 3 years, and today I learned that there is Mr. Xu Wenchang in the sea. It's a long time since I met you! To this end, I put from Zhejiang to inquire about Yu Xiansheng's life, slightly arranged, written this article "Xu Wenchang Biography". Xu Wei, with a long word, was born in Shanyin and had a great reputation. When Xue Gonghui was a trial officer in Zhejiang, he appreciated his talent and thought he was a pillar of the country. However, his life was ill-fated, and he repeatedly fell behind. After hearing about it, Zhong Cheng Hu Gong Zongxian hired him as his staff. Every time Wen Chang saw Hu Gong, he always talked about world affairs with Kan Kan in a long gown and a black scarf, and Hu Gong appreciated it very much. At that time, Hu Gong was in command of the army, and in the southeast of Weizhen, his men and soldiers always knelt down in front of him and replied, afraid to look up. However, the scholar Wen Chang's attitude towards Hu Gong is very arrogant, and the busybody compares him to Liu Zhenchang and Du Shaoling. It happened that Hu Gong hunted a white deer, thinking it was auspicious, and asked Wen Chang to write a congratulatory table. After the table was submitted, Emperor Sejong was very satisfied. Therefore, Hu Gong paid more attention to the length of the text, and handed over all the notes to him. Wen Chang is confident and talented, and his strategy is outstanding. Talking about military intelligence often hits the nail on the head. He feels that things in the world are not to his liking, but there is always no chance to show his ambition. Wen Chang was not satisfied in officialdom, so he indulged in mountains and rivers, traveled all over Qilu, Yanzhao and other places, and enjoyed the desert beyond the Great Wall. He saw the ups and downs of mountains, the waves standing on the wall, the sand all over the sky and the thunder deafening, the stormy weather, the lodging of trees, the downtown valley, the strange people, the rare fish and birds, and all the surprising situations, all of which he incorporated into his poems. There is a strong spirit of struggle in his chest, and there is no way to serve his country. Therefore, his poems, laughing and cursing, are like water rushing out of the canyon, like spring buds breaking through the ground, like widows crying in the middle of the night, like travelers heading against the cold. Although the style of his poems is sometimes not very clever, he is ingenious and has the spirit of a king. It is not the kind of vulgar poetry that can be caught up with like a woman who treats people with color. Xu Wenchang has insightful opinions on article writing, and his articles are calm and rigorous. He doesn't suppress his talents, and he also talks so sparingly that he breaks the train of thought of the article. He is really a first-class writer of Han Yu and Ceng Gong. Xu Wenchang's interest is elegant, and he doesn't agree with the times and customs. At that time, he also attacked the so-called literary leaders, so his writing was limited to Zhejiang, which is sad! Wen Chang likes calligraphy, and his pen is bold and unrestrained, just like writing poetry. In the vigorous and heroic way, he makes the charming gesture jump to the paper, which is what Ouyang Gong called "beauty dying" and has another charm. He is also good at painting flowers and birds, and he is also detached and affectionate. Later, Wen Chang was sentenced to death for killing his stepwife because of suspicion. Taishi Zhang Yuan tried his best to rescue him before he was released from prison. In his later years, Xu Wenchang became even more cynical, pretending to be crazy and selling stupidity, and visiting dignitaries often turned away. I often take money to the hotel and ask the servants to drink together. Sometimes I cut my head with an axe, and my face was covered with blood, and my skull was broken. I rubbed my broken bones with my hands and clicked. I once stuck a sharp awl into my ears, more than an inch deep, but I didn't die. Zhou Wang said that Wen Chang's poems became more and more strange in his later years, and there was no engraving, but the manuscripts were hidden at home. I was an official in Zhejiang in the same year, and I entrusted them to copy long poems, but I haven't got them yet. What I have seen is only Xu Wenchang Collection and Quebian. Now, Xu Wenchang is out of date, and he regrets it. Shi Gong said, "Mr. Wang's life is very difficult, which caused him to be angry and crazy, to have a crazy attack and to be arrested and imprisoned." The grievances and sufferings of ancient and modern literati have never surpassed those of Mr. Wang. Despite this, there are still heroes like Hu Gong who have never met in a hundred years and wise monarchs like Sejong who appreciate him. He received special courtesy in the shogunate of Hu Gong, which was Hu Gong's appreciation for his husband. The last performance won the favor of the emperor, indicating that the emperor also appreciated him. The only regret was that his status was not distinguished. The rise of Mr. Wang's poetry has swept away the desolation of modern literary circles. After a lifetime, he will come to a conclusion. How can he say that he was born at an inopportune time? " Macpherson once wrote to me and said, "Xu Wenchang is an old friend of mine. His strange diseases are more strange than himself, and his people are more strange than his poems." I don't think there is anything strange about Xu Wenchang. Just because there is nothing strange, it is doomed that he will not succeed wherever he goes. Pathetic!