Throughout the "pastoral poetry" in the Tang Dynasty, we can't appreciate the "seclusion" feelings of Tao Yuanming, the originator of landscape poetry in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Even if I have a glimpse, I always feel that I lack a little determination to retreat from the world. Most of the landscape poems in the Tang Dynasty are based on the true interest of nature, with beautiful mountains and rivers, birds and flowers, and fresh being relaxed and free, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. Most of the landscape poems they created are beautiful and quiet, simple and elegant.
Xiao Tong's "Preface to Selected Works" said: "Fake things are not as good as real things, and fake colors are not as good as nature" (Wen Yinan Volume of Wen Jing Mi Zhai). This concept of creation is representative among the Tang people, so the Tang people are still learning pottery unintentionally. This phenomenon gradually changed in the Song Dynasty. In the works of poets of the same style in the Song Dynasty, there are signs of "Shi Taotian's original style", especially Su Shi, a great writer in the Song Dynasty.
The ancients' evaluation of Tao Yuanming;
1, Liang Shiqiu's evaluation: Brilliance is attributed to dullness, but that dullness is not mediocrity, that dullness is not dullness, and that dullness is an artistic charm without revealing axe marks.
2. Su Shi's evaluation: the cream outside is dry, which looks light but beautiful.
3. Gong Zizhen's evaluation: Tao Qian looks like Wolonghao, and Xunyang is tall with pine and chrysanthemum. Don't believe that poets are boring. They are divided into Fu Liang and Sao.
4. Wang Guowei's evaluation: none of the poets under three generations is far-sighted, beautiful and insightful. If these four sons have no literary genius, then their personality will be self-sufficient through the ages.
5. Meng Haoran's evaluation: Tao Zhengjun is the best in appreciating the biography of Gao Shi, with pastoral eyes and calling himself Emperor Xi.
6. Li Bo's evaluation: Ling Tao is drunk every day and doesn't know five Liu Chun. The piano has no strings, and the towel is soaked in wine. Under the breezy north window, I call myself Emperor Xi. When shall I go to Chestnut to see my life?