Great changes have taken place in thousands of miles, but there are still people with small bridges and flowing water.
This is a couplet inscribed by Mr Zhu Huimin, president of Hebei Couplet Association, for Ma Zhiyuan Memorial Hall. In this pair of couplets, he skillfully put Ma Zhiyuan's song "Clear the sand? Qiu Si's famous sentence is embedded in it. What I wrote was magnificent and emotional, which made people cry.
Yes, the poet's "thin horse on the ancient road and west wind" is a past tense, but it will always touch the feelings of wanderers with "small bridges and flowing water". Seven hundred years later, the homesickness in the poem has flowed into a winding river, and there are always layers of fine waves in every wanderer's heart.
Ma Zhiyuan, whose real name is Qianli, was born in Dongli (now Beijing) in the Yuan Dynasty. His native place is Macitang Village, Dongguang County, Hebei Province. Later generations commented that he was a famous dramatist and zaju artist, also known as "Ma Shenxian" and "Qu Yuan was the first". With Guan Hanqing, Zheng Guangzu, and Bai Pu, they are also called "four outstanding poets in Yuan Dynasty", which is just as famous as Autumn in Han Palace.
It seems that apart from these, we never know anything else about him, and always feel that he is so distant, strange and far away from us. In his poems, we never see the shadow of a young man's youth, thinking that he has always been a tired middle-aged man.
"I wasted my time.
Empty and tired. "
These two poems by Haizi seem to be his footnotes. You see, in the poem, he wandered around for his dream, but his dream not only didn't come true, but became more and more distant.
He led the emaciated old horse and strolled along the desolate ancient road. In the afterglow of the sunset, under the rustling red leaves, a crow flitted across the autumn sky in Gao Shuang. By a small bridge and running water, people laughed and roared. All this not only made him infinitely sad. Where is my hometown? What is the meaning of my wandering? Tired wanderers make homesickness silent in the rustling autumn wind and become distant flutes.
In fact, many times, this is also our true portrayal. Unconsciously, people have reached middle age and wasted half their lives. Our hands are open and empty, leaving nothing in our hands. Even if we are doing the subtraction of life, too thin time is losing, and our only change is that we are no longer young.
"Helping the country and holding the cloud hand" is just frivolous, dreaming of life in Paramore, but taking an ordinary road. Pu Shu tells us the final result of most people in his songs:
Ordinary is the only answer.
However, realizing that you are ordinary is not a depression here, but a turning point. After middle age, Ma Zhiyuan changed the thin horse into a bottle of sake in front of the flowers, and his eyes were full of poetic paintings of Yunshan. Turning around turned out to be the beginning of his leisurely years.
Let go of official career and fame, and get rid of the position of Jiang Huai provincial affairs officer (the official in charge of taxation), no longer sigh that "an old man is the pillar of talents" and no longer complain that "climbing stairs hates the supreme ladder". After decades of wasted time, he finally learned to let go. In his music, he let go of his obsession with fame and fortune.
"I know a lot about this world. I have been wandering for 20 years, and God has given me a lifetime vacation."
Have a holiday! He breathed a sigh of relief and felt that the world was suddenly enlightened.
What is our modern festival?
That's freedom, that's relaxation, that's the short time when you dominate yourself.
How is he?
Note that the holiday God gave him was not a day or two, but a lifetime! Compared with wandering for dreams before, he will now start a new life that really lives for himself.
Temples, middle age, the picture is very bitter. All human insults have been broken. Planting two acres of fields in the spring breeze is a great pleasure, although it is far away from the world of mortals.
-"Carving green apricots with big stones"
Yes! Plant flowers and trees in your heart. With the wind, there will be rain, and then his dry heart begins to glow. Without the fatigue of middle age, he is no longer helpless and lonely. Since then, the imperial court has lost a master of financial management, but the literary world has gained a "scholar of Yuefu", which allows us to read his elegant words and phrases that have lasted for thousands of years and also gain his own happy life in this world.
Feel his happiness in his music!
Public officials have public officials, and their descendants have their descendants. God talks to himself, and the Kirin Pavilion is as shown above. Phoenix pond is neutral, not as good as my parrot state. The name on the yellow paper is not as good as the content in my soft heart, but Ye Fu. Liecui encircles Siping Mountain, leads the village to practice a stream, and builds three rafters of snail houses. Low head, not low spirit, bending center is hard to bend. Only when you are full can you be safe, and everything in your heart is enough.
-"Double tone? Night boat
"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren", this sentence actually came from his pen. Not only did he despise his fame before his death, but even his children and grandchildren, Fulu, were relieved. Imagine what reins and locks can trap him at this moment? So he is a little proud!
His happiness also makes us understand that what makes us unhappy is not how much we have, but how much we want to have. He is really like a ship without desires and demands.
In this state of mind, he wrote this song:
The hair is dying, Zhu Yan is changing, and shame makes the dust look beautiful. The scenery of the old garden is still there, with three hectares of land and five acres of houses, returning to my hometown.
Green water side, green hills side, two hectares of fertile land, a residential area. Jump out of the world of mortals Purple crab fat, Huang Jukai, come back.
Bamboo edge, loose edge, bamboo shadow loose sound Ermaozhai. Peace is idle luck. Three paths are built, five willows are planted, come back.
Selling wine to buy fish, Yunshan is full of pictures. The breeze and the bright moon repay the debt of poetry. I am a lazy man and have no financial talent, so I came back.
-"Four Jade Days in South Shandong"
This set of lyrics tells us another way of life in middle age.
Youth will grow old, and natural scenery will always be there.
Water is blue, mountains are green, bamboo is green, chrysanthemums are yellow and clouds are picturesque. This is the most beautiful and true picture of nature, and he can enjoy it leisurely. There are new wine, new fish and steamed crabs. ...
The beautiful scenery is so pleasing to the eye and the food is so close to the stomach. Under the clear breeze and bright moon, he can finally calm down and write a poem he has always wanted to write. When he let go of his gorgeous desire for the outside world, he truly lived up to his name and achieved "Zhiyuan" in the true sense.
Come back! Like Tao Yuanming, he "feels that today is right and yesterday is wrong", and he has been mistakenly caught in the dust net for decades. Returning to the forest today is really lucky, even embarrassing. Putting down his desire, he found his lost self in such a day.
Vigorous is a lifetime, mediocrity is a lifetime. What each of us thinks is vigorous, but most of them are mediocre. But no matter whether it is vigorous or mediocre, every tired middle-aged person can put down his burden, get rid of fatigue and spend the rest of his life leisurely, just like him later.
Where are poetry and distance?
In fact, they are not far away, but in a quiet heart.
May you and I in the secular world be as quiet and "profound" as him.