I always thought that people without true temperament could not write such touching poems as Pipa Xing and Song of Eternal Sorrow. Needless to say, despite efforts and talents, if everyone can be deeply moved, it must be because of true feelings!
After painting a stone, I want more. I picked this up again. The stone has a light texture and the smoothness is ok. I decided to paint the artistic conception of Pipa Xing again.
In the process of painting, those classic poems popped up in my heart from time to time, and I couldn't help thinking: however, we shouted for a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times before she began to walk towards us, still hiding half of her face behind her guitar from us. ... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then began to play music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit?
At the most frustrating time in Bai Letian's life, he wrote this masterpiece that will be told for generations. Suffering is really a gift from God, although the gift package is not very beautiful! Although many times, greatness and classics need a person's poverty or even a lifetime to be perfected, just like Cao Xueqin and a dream of red mansions, just like historical records are to Sima Qian.
I went to Luoyang in spring, just opposite Longmen Grottoes, and fell in love with the White Garden under Xiangshan Temple. Crossing yi river from Longmen Bridge, the peak turns around and the green trees cover the sky; The mountain spring is tinkling, the pool is rippling, and the bamboo forest is lush, which is elegant and pleasant all the way. Walking up the stone steps, there is a pavilion on the mountainside called "Listening to Iraq". In his later years, Bai Juyi played games, drank, enjoyed tea and discussed poems with his friends Yuan Zhen and Liu Yuxi. I think Bai Juyi is a blessed person. Although he was demoted when he was young, after all, fate treated him well, which not only made him have a happy old age, but also made him look at the Longmen Grottoes of his time after his death. This is really a bumper harvest!
Among the cypresses, there is a round mound surrounded by a brick low wall, which is the place where Bai Juyi sleeps. At the top of the circular tomb, the grass is growing. The climbing tomb is shaped like a pipa, and the mound where the white tomb is located is a "piano box". There is a long vanilla tomb in the southeast, surrounded by neat holly and green grass, and three "strings" are clearly visible. This is the "curved neck" of pipa. The poet is proficient in rhythm and is also a Pipa Fu. The White Garden is located on the Pipa Peak in Dongshan, Longmen. Presumably this Pipa Peak is named after it!
Standing in front of the grave, I recalled that Liu Zongyuan, his contemporary, died in his forties. Finally, he didn't wait for the news of the court, and his hometown was boundless. Where did his soul go? Liu Yuxi helped to handle and collect funerals and poems, and his works were preserved for future generations. "This Jiujiang official fireworks. My blue sleeves are wet "is better than the boundless loneliness of" there are no birds in a hundred mountains and no footprints in a thousand paths ". In modern terms, Bai Juyi has a better social support system. Therefore, compared with other poets, Bai Juyi is really a lucky man. Of course, no one can tell the unfathomable fate.
"Fate is a boat on the waves, which bumps back and forth beyond our will." After all, who can be their own master in the face of fate? Open-minded as Su Dongpo, natural and unrestrained as Li Bai, how many unwilling, bitter and helpless are there behind?
Believe it or not, many sighs in Tang poetry and Song poetry all express the same emotion-neither of us is happy-forever!
The hardships of the world and the ups and downs of fate are really embarrassing!
Therefore, in such a bleak autumn night, the most affectionate Bai Letian turned her grief and melancholy into a thousand-year sigh in the clank of the pipa, splashing ink for an unknown woman at the bottom and herself, leaving this peerless masterpiece.
So far, let's look forward to lingering!
(The picture was taken by me standing in Xiangshan where the White Garden is located, and the Longmen Grottoes are just across the water. )