Snowflakes are still plum blossoms, like snowflakes and plum blossoms ... the moon is dimly like the middle of the year. In the twilight, Wang Anshi stood by the fence, looking at the snowflakes dancing in the wind and a plum blossom snatched away by the snow. It took a lot of effort to show a smile and intone, "How many plums are there in a corner? Ling cold is alone. I know from a distance that it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. "
Dimfragrance floats in the corner, in the ice and snow, lonely and open.
A "Plum Blossom" became a swan song; An old man is getting more and more proud because of plum blossoms.
At this moment, Wang Anshi is like a wild crane floating in the clouds. In the Mid-Levels Garden, one is far away from the hustle and bustle, but with the tranquility of wintersweet, deliberately playing a rural folk song, a hermit who is willing to be poor, and has almost no similarities with the outstanding politicians, thinkers and writers of the Northern Song Dynasty known as Mr. Wang and Linchuan.
Wang Anshi was undoubtedly lonely after he became an official.
The Mid-Levels Garden located on the hillside was painstakingly built by Wang Anshi, but no matter how you look at it, you can't get rid of poverty. "It's just a shelter from the wind and rain, and there is no wall, so it looks like a traveler's home." It doesn't even have a courtyard wall. It can only be regarded as a small hotel in the middle of nowhere. I didn't want to live in Beijing, and I couldn't go back to my haunted hometown Linchuan, so I had to come in a hurry.
Wang Anshi of Mid-Levels Garden sometimes sits in a corner, sometimes turns over old stationery, and sometimes sorts out Confucius, which has not been deleted.
Wang Anshi, who walked out of the Mid-Levels Garden, often rode a bald donkey, holding a scroll and carrying a forest wind. At his feet, there are colorful fallen heroes, long Zen sounds and distant mountain roads.
This kind of loneliness, this kind of tranquility, is actually enjoyed by the former "husband". However, from time to time, several uninvited guests appear in this barren mountain shop, which adds to his troubles.
One day, Chen Shengzhi, the former prime minister, was idle and came unexpectedly. Mr. Chen Lao came all the way to meet another former prime minister. He staged a big battle, and both sides were spectators. Wang Anshi was very unhappy and had to ride a donkey to meet him.
Moreover, in A.D. 1084, Su Shi, who was demoted to Huangzhou, stopped by and stayed here for more than a month, and Wang Anshi also accompanied him for more than a month. A few years ago, Wang Anshi went far and near, and rescued Su Shi, a "political enemy" who was deeply involved in Wutai poetry case. Now, he kindly advised him to buy a house here and be a good neighbor, but there was no response.
What's more annoying is that even Lv Huiqing bothered him. For Lv Huiqing's betrayal, Wang Anshi is unforgettable, which is the eternal pain in his heart. One day, however, Lv Huiqing wrote a book saying that he would come to visit. In the face of repeated villains, Wang Anshi couldn't be open-minded, so he had to say, "It's better to forget the Jianghu!"
Wang Anshi, who brushed away the dust, refused to socialize and politely refused to receive many rewards from his benefactors. Later, he even donated this dilapidated mid-level garden to the mountain temple.
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How lonely the ancient sages were! Loneliness and helplessness are actually born to wise men or sages, but they can often be skillfully resolved and made into positive results. Confucius was lonely. He was able to modify poetry and music. I was lonely, so Tao Te Ching came out. Sima Qian writes historical records lonely. Even Fan Zhongyan, his contemporary, retired and arranged the story of Yueyang Tower, leaving an immortal famous saying: "Worry about the world first, and then enjoy the world."
The same problem, Wang Anshi can't help but feel difficult to do. Although Wang Anshi was indifferent at this time and never wanted to be famous, the new law continued and the disputes caused by him were far from being eliminated. He is a clever man. Since he can't advocate that "today's people must be businessmen", can't sing "I'm not afraid of floating clouds to cover my eyes" and can't praise "I'm not afraid of heaven, my ancestors are not law-abiding, and people are not merciful", then I simply hide in the mountains to talk about classics. Now that it is impossible to compare himself with Gu Tong and Gu Tong, he is not afraid, because at least he still has Mei.
Plum is a cold-resistant, drought-resistant and lonely thing with superb nature. In Wang Anshi's eyes, it is simply a symbol of nobility, holiness and unyielding! No matter how ruthless the snow is, it can't stop those lonely plum blossoms from quietly opening without hesitation. He expects that his new method of staying out of it at the moment but silently praying can be as unbeaten as Han Mei. However, the fact once again made him deeply humiliated.
In A.D. 1085, Song Shenzong suffered two failures in the Yongle ceremony, and he was seriously ill and died of depression. "The old minister will cry tomorrow, and the lake and the sea want to keep their clothes." When Zongshen left, he took away more than just a story that the monarch and his subjects were like fish, harmonious and never gave up. There is also the last barrier on which the new law depends. God lives here and goes, and the country is in danger and the people are worried. Wang Anshi, who suddenly started up, could no longer turn a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window.
However, when Empress Dowager Gao came to the DPRK to copy Sima Guang, who had been dormant for a long time, she could only look up at the sky and sigh: "Sima Twelve is the Prime Minister!" Once again, wait until July of Yuanfeng's eighth year, Sima Guang stopped fighting; 1 1 month strike law; December strike law, horse protection law; In February of the first year of Yuan You, the young crop method stopped; In March, all the new laws promoted by Zongshen and Gong Jing were abolished, and Wang Anshi, who was in his twilight years, could no longer hold back and said painfully, "Is this enough?"
What makes Wang Anshi feel sad is not limited to this! One day, a son came from Bianjing, and Gong Jing asked him what had happened in Beijing recently. Juzi truthfully replied: "Recently, the court ordered that students should not read Confucius."
Gong Jing was silent for a long time, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "statutes can be changed, but words can't?"
That night, Wang Anshi couldn't sleep all night, walking up and down in front of the bed until dawn.
At this time, Wang Anshi was obviously more sad than lonely and helpless. His consistent desire and persistence have been completely destroyed so far, leaving only sadness. Worried and ill, Wang Anshi finally hobbled to the other side of the world. A "new flower" clearly reveals his state of mind at the moment:
Old and weak, sick in bed.
Pumping water to buy new flowers to comfort the fragrance.
I won't live much longer.
The new flowers and the old me have been forgotten.
New flowers and old friends, whether bright or sad; What does immortality have to do with me? !
Wang Anshi, who retired from the mountains, suddenly became entangled. However, the more adversity he faced, the clearer his mind became. He knew that his days were numbered, so he looked back through the night and experienced Renzong, Yingzong and Zongshen in his life. Renzong wrote thousands of words, urging change, but it made people unrecognizable. Zong Shen returned to the DPRK and advocated the new law, making two appearances and attacking twice. There are several servants, it's a long story ... Wang Anshi is modest, "there is no virtue in helping the world, and the guest has a sacred world." He thought that he didn't have many virtuous careers, but only met the king of the gods, and he couldn't help but sigh that "it's a thousand years on paper" and "Dan Qing can't be written as a spirit". He predicted that even after thousands of years, he would fall into the fog of history, and it would be difficult for the things he wanted to do and did in his life to be settled.
The seemingly just historical old man is indeed a ruthless judge. Huang Renyu said in The Great History of China: "The story of Wang Anshi is an important topic in the history of China. There have been countless people who have been mixed about him for centuries, and it still affects international audio-visual today. " Fortunately, Wang Anshi behind him can't see how Song Shi doodled him, nor can he hear Lenin, Liang Qichao and others posthumously bestow his reputation.
Wang Anshi shouted the name of "Dasong" and left. When I left, it was said that I didn't leave any monuments, even monuments without words. Only a few slightly humble plum blossoms in the front corner of the house are still lying lonely, escaping a faint fragrance. ...