Reading in Qingfeng Mingyue Caotang

People become emotional as soon as they set foot on the land of Sichuan and Sichuan. Countless well-known poems reverberate in the ear like ancient wind chimes. In the streets and alleys of the noisy city, Sima Xiangru Qintai and Li Bai's restaurant can be vaguely distinguished. Across the street is Chen Ziang's reading desk, but I can't spare the time to visit it. The silent spring rain beats my regret every night. There is another place, Du Fu Caotang. Fortunately, I can spend an afternoon wandering around and quietly approaching her sensitive heart. Chengdu people can look at this clean and turbulent history with pride. Chengdu people love Du Fu. They loved the poet for more than 1000 years in their own unique way. I can't tell when it started. Every year, on the seventh day of the first month, Wan Li Qiaoxi. Next to Baihuatan, there will be groups of men, women and children coming to the thatched cottage to accompany Du Fu who has been lonely all his life. The thatched cottage has been completely restored and basically remained in its original state. Du Fu spent one-sixth of his life wandering and finished more than one thousand works. Among them, he spent four years in the thatched cottage and wrote one-sixth of all his poems. Therefore, the structure of the thatched cottage is mostly related to six patterns, and it seems that every grass and tree has inspired the poet. The winding "flower path", the smoky "bamboo house" and the wild "just beside the Hangxuan" suddenly give the original simple landscape a natural and moving artistic conception. Chengdu in late spring is moist as water and warm as jade. Walking slowly through the corner of the thatched cottage, you can hear the whispers of history. Lush trees cover the sky and protect the spirit of thatched cottages. Nothing is more suitable than Chengdu, a prosperous, gentle and leisurely city, to recuperate a wandering soul, and nothing is more suitable than Caotang, a simple, natural and comfortable residence, to temporarily forget the distant homesickness. From the high spirits of teenagers to serving the country in Chang 'an for ten years, from the tragic state of the world to the embarrassment of her husband's family, how much Du Fu hopes to have a seven-foot home! Although Chengdu, far away from the war, is not a paradise, the hut with "me in the north, me in the south and spring water flooding" can, after all, allow poets to find flowers by the river and enjoy the long-lost peace and leisure in the pavilion under the forest. "Leading the old lady by boat during the day and watching the children take a bath in Qingjiang River on sunny days." Such a picture is really rare in Du Fu's life. Chai Men sees the guests off, and Jiang Ting wants to be frank ... The poet's hard life is enviable for the first time, and the pain that no one appreciates, and the sadness of cutting the chaos, temporarily lurks in the creation of the moonlit night. Du Fu's vigorous creation has made Chengdu people a fortune for no reason. People had hoped that he could stay longer and leave more wealth for Chengdu. However, Du Fu, who was in a foreign land, was already in anxious to return. The thatched cottage can only be a post station on his dusty journey. He will never stop running around and will never be his final destination. "I saw it again this spring. When is the year of return? " This is Du Fu's lament on the silent night in late spring. Yes, there is no lack of warmth in Chengdu, and there is also a flower path of "ten thousand flowers over low branches", but it did not make Du Fu loyal to the monarch, patriotic and confident. A song "Two Banks of the Yellow River Recovered by the Imperial Army" betrayed Du Fu. "Come back from this mountain, cross another mountain, come up from the south, and then go north-to my own town!" And the poet doesn't want to stay in Chengdu for a moment. Until the end of his life, Du Fu did not go north as he wished and never returned to Sichuan. He would rather wander around, "but a sandpiper in the wide world!" " Even died in Xiangjiang River, and never stopped to look for a thatched cottage. People with capital letters must be very energetic! Du Fu once wrote a famous sentence, "As long as my art may bring me fame, the lawsuit should be retired", and scholars have always given different explanations. Some people think that Du Fu is self-effacing, referring to his arbitrariness in writing poems, which is not worthy of admiration, and I am afraid that his name is not true; Another way of saying this is that Du Fu is laughing at himself. A gentleman should have ruled the country and leveled the world, devoted himself to achieving a "fame before his death", but he never found the opportunity to serve the country and realize his ideal. He could only waste his life with pen and ink, poetry and books, and even if he had a false reputation, it was difficult to achieve his goal! I think the latter seems more reasonable. Otherwise, how can we explain Du Fu's eleven-year wandering? Du Fu inherited his ancestral business and fulfilled his family mission, but it is difficult for people to know him well and it is difficult for emperors to reuse him. So, after the "An Shi Rebellion", accompanied by Kong Ming, he went to the Huanhua River in the western suburbs of Chengdu, savoring the resentful man who died before he could conquer, and was alone in Wuhou Temple. Therefore, the poet's ambition is hard to be rewarded, and those poems that do not waste rivers and mountains will last forever, so we have a great poet. Lucky? Unfortunately? He was honored as a saint in poetry by later generations. He cared about people's sufferings. He used poetry to build history, and he also used his cold blade to set off waves again and again in the world. As the saying goes, "thick accumulation and thin hair". Only the depth of "accumulation" can be regarded as "hair" Although the thatched cottage did not hold the poet's skirt, it accumulated another vigorous force for the poet and made the final preparations for his final artistic peak. If we haven't read Du Fu's thatched cottage, "The heart of the water is indisputable, and the clouds are too late", how can we understand those bleak and vigorous eight poems of Qiu Xing today? Du Fu's Cottage still stands beside Huanhua River, expressing his regret for the death of his ancestors. This kind of mourning is like lightning and thunder, which gives a strong shock to everyone who goes there. Maybe the real storm warning, she can be strong enough to "protect the poor in the world", as steady as Mount Tai. Like her master, she will never be defiled by the scars of this world. So she wiped a copy of Du Gongbu Collection, met Du Fu, sat in front of the stone carving of Shaoling Caotang, and read the poet's life-experiencing turmoil in a gentle way and enjoying the strange rise in an ordinary way! The afterglow of the sunset cast an orange glow on the thatched cottage. The wind is clear, and the moon is light milky white. Quiet and harmonious, as if there had never been pain and loneliness. No wonder people say you have to take one last look at night. In Du Fu's life, only the thatched cottage in the sunset is the most beautiful, which is the poet's taste. Suddenly, the moon is white and the wind is clear, and I found * * * Ming. ...