Over time, my hair has become a beautiful one, and my hometown is far away. When I am full of sadness, I will be more worried. It is difficult to express my feelings by feeling, and I have no intention to appreciate those flowers and flowery smiles. During this period, his "Xijiang Moon" has its own vicissitudes:
Every family has wine, and Yangzhou has life everywhere. Brother jiao's account wakes up to help the head, and there are young people.
The world has become a hoary head, and the heart has been lost. Sorrow for others, laugh at Changting Guliu.
Yang Shen in a foreign land is looking forward to his return. At first, he was waiting for the emperor to wake up and recall himself. After repeated disappointments, he found it impossible. He hoped that the emperor would let himself go when he was granted amnesty, but when Zhu Houji owed amnesty to the world, he was not publicly pardoned.
When he was desperate, he wrote "Partridge Sky, Feeling of Reading in Beiyan Temple Bar".
Lv Rong has traveled around this year, and his hometown is far away. Looking for a nest like a swallow is like a crow in front of a mirror.
Worrying about wine is lazy to look at flowers, and my eyes are full of tears. There is no Liu Biao in the world, so lean on it.
The last hope is seventy years old. According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, all exiles over 70 years old were allowed to end their exile and go home.
When the old man was 70 years old and returned to his hometown in Xindu by this method, he was taken back to Yongchang by local officials.
A man who spent his whole life waiting to go home, an old man who was dying, his last and only hope was shattered.
No matter how open-minded and casual, even if this person's name is Yang Shen, the light in his heart will never shine again.
Yang Shen, who is arrogant, stubborn and talented, can't stand this trouble any longer. Angry and anxious, he wrote the last poem in his life: Feeling sick on June 14th.
"The rest of my life has been seventy years old. Obviously, the law allows me to retire.
Returning to Hugh became a Bajiang old man, so heavy that he became a prisoner in Yunnan. "
A year after writing this poem, Yang Shen died of illness, in that place called Yunnan.
Dream back is vaguely hometown.
Throughout Yang Shen's life, it is a life of ups and downs. Because of his amazing works, he was named the first gifted scholar.
In literature, he dabbled in poems and songs and made great achievements.
His poems are fresh and beautiful, and his words are gorgeous. His Sanqu has beautiful artistic conception and exquisite narrative. His prose is simple and elegant, with bold brushwork, and there are also zaju such as Dong Yan Qing Du, Tai He Ji, Cutting the Meat and Keeping the Fine Gentleman.
He not only knows everything about classics, history, poetry, literature, music, phonology, epigraphy, calligraphy and painting, but also has deep attainments in astronomy, geography, biology and medicine. His calligraphy is even more knowledgeable and famous, which is praised by future generations.
He loves books, loves reading, and can't put it down; Wherever you go, take the initiative to understand the local customs, learn the local national language and enrich your knowledge.
His life is a legend, which is highly praised by Ming history as: "The knowledge of Ming people and the wealth of works are the first to be cautious."
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. I met an old friend and had a drink. How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation.
The long river of history flows forward, and I seem to see a wise old man with white hair, drinking a glass of wine and reading a relationship with the wind, the moon, the river, the water and his hometown.
Fame and fortune are empty, and looking back on a spring dream, many things in life are all jokes.
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