Early cicadas hold sweet locust leaves alone and spend autumn in the setting sun noisily.
I am also urged by any sound, and I am afraid to listen to my ears.
Without high rhyme, there will be green hills and white mountains, and there will be no fear of firewood.
If you ask this heart to lament, it is difficult for heaven and man to complain.
Jia Dao's works handed down from ancient times seem to be few, but there are two anecdotes about his poems, one of which is a story about "deliberation", and between this push and knock, he met Han Yu, and his fate changed between this deliberation. In fact, in my opinion, what is worth pondering? The monk returned to the temple very late, the gate was closed and the other monks were sleeping. You can't push it away. Other monks can hear you. Moreover, in these two poems, knocking at the door and staying in the previous sentence can constitute a static movement, which is more artistic in confrontation. ? It can be seen that although Jia Dao writes poems very hard, his IQ is not high. I don't want to spend an evening refining such things for a word. As Jia Dao himself wrote: Win two sentences in three years, one song and two tears.
After reading Jia Dao's poems for a long time, I feel that he has been unable to let go. Most of the content described in the poem is frustration and helplessness. I think it's better to have less personal structure. Jia Dao wrote these poems, which may have much to do with the background of the times. Jia Dao failed many times in his early years and was forced to become a monk because of his life. Jia Dao, who became a monk, was unwilling to become attached to Muyu. In fact, he has been looking for opportunities. According to the poems he wrote to Han Yu, he has a very strong desire to join the WTO. The following is an excerpt from this poem:
Send Chaozhou jade to Korea
This heart has been with Mulan boat until the tide comes to the south.
Come to China for an appointment every other chapter, and the letter will pass.
The peak hangs on the postal road, the clouds break, and the roots of the city are immersed in the sea.
The smoke and wind swept away overnight, and at the beginning of the next month, I went to langxi Building.
On the other hand, Jia Dao was restless during his becoming a monk. From the poems he wrote as a gift, we can see that he is a monk, giving this one today, giving that one tomorrow, writing poems for one and writing poems for another. It can be seen that he was constantly looking for relationships. Of course, the old man can't deny that he is unwilling to be mediocre and lonely with the mentality of "striving for progress". On the contrary, he also needs the survival sympathy of the little people. What the old man wants to say is aboveboard, straightforward and sincere. Based on the above reasons, the old man has reason to suspect that this scandal is more about acting, and this drama has reached the highest level, and at the same time it has achieved the goal of relying on Han Yu to get rid of the fate of the little people. In fact, since then, Jia Dao has been good, gained fame and won the Jinshi.
Jia Dao, who won the Jinshi, is like a phoenix flying in the branches, which is naturally more arrogant. It is said that Jia Dao and his later residence in Fagan did not rest. One day, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty visited the temple incognito. When someone heard him recite poems, he followed the sound upstairs. When he saw the poem on the case, he took it and browsed it. Jia Dao was behind, alone. He didn't know Tang Xuanzong, so he glared and shouted, "Lang Jun eats fresh food and dresses beautifully. How did he know this? " I was nervous afterwards, waiting for redemption. The court gave him a small official in the main book of Changjiang County and expelled him from Chang 'an. It can be seen that Jia Dao is not a humble person in his bones, and he once wandered around before he succeeded. His demotion is of his own making, and his poverty is of his own making. The so-called "true wealth" of a banquet is not only material satisfaction, but also spiritual nobility, both of which have nothing to do with Jia Dao.
Jia Dao left more than 300 poems in his life, of which 1 12% was farewell, and 34% told about his poor life, including many flatterers. The overall level of poetry is good, especially in the pursuit of refined words and antithesis, which is very neat, but from the perspective of pattern, it is still lacking. Maybe it has something to do with the environment and the times. When the sun sets in a dynasty, everyone cares more about life. The so-called troublesome person is not as good as a peaceful dog. Perhaps because of this, many poems were written in memory of Jia Dao, and as many as 38 poems were written in memory of Jia Dao.
Jia Dao moved to Zhou Pu (now Anyue County, Sichuan Province) when he was 6 1 year old, and became a warehouse keeper, which shows his low rank. In fact, an in-depth analysis of Jia Dao's character shows that he can be a goalkeeper, but God has not wronged him. During his watch, he wrote the poem "Climbing the South Tower on a Summer Night":
Looking at the moon in the cold building on the waterfront, Lin Xia saw Yueyang River first.
Xiaoxin firefly reported the autumn letter, and I don't know where Bodhi is.
As for Jia Dao, a humble but complacent man who was born into the WTO, Bodhi may be a fantasy of his life.
Jia Dao is described in Biography of Talented Talents in Tang Dynasty as follows:
Island, the word Langxian, Fanyang people also. At the beginning, the literary field lost in a row, and the bag was empty. Therefore, it is a pagoda without a name. Come to Du Dong, go to Beijing and live in Qingliu Temple. Monks are forbidden to go out in the afternoon, hurting themselves for poetry. Yuan and clock, Yuan and white, are still light and shallow, and the island is isolated and unconventional to make it colorful. When the ghost searches, before the princes and nobles are unaware of it, Wan Ren lingers in his heart, considering infinity. Claiming to be a Jieshishan. Taste sighed and said, "Those who know what's on my mind will eventually hide in the peaks of Nanzi Pavilion and Baige Pavilion." Song Qiu had a thatched cottage, but he wanted to return, so he stayed in Chang 'an. Although I sit and sleep, I will never stop singing. When you try to lead a donkey's life, the autumn wind is strong and the yellow leaves can be swept away, so you say, "The leaves are all over Chang 'an. "It belongs to Lian, but he can't get it. Suddenly, he took "Autumn Wind Blows Wei Water" as right, in the sky. The great Zhao Jing and Liu Qichu were arrested and released overnight. Later, I wandered to Li Yu's seclusion and got a sentence: "Birds live in trees by the pool, and monks push the moon down the door." "I want to do the monk's knocking again, but I haven't decided yet. I was dumbfounded. Han retreated from Yin Jingzhao and rode out, but rushed to the third quarter and the front of the horse. This island is real and uncertain. He wanders like an elephant, and he doesn't know how to avoid it. Zhu Han said for a long time, "typing is good. "So, they returned from the merger, * * * talked about poetry and became friends. So I gave them grammar, went to the pagoda and raised scholars. Yue presented a poem saying, "Meng Jiao died and was buried in Beimang Mountain, and the sun, the moon and the clouds suddenly felt idle. "I'm afraid the article is broken and Jia Dao is near-re-embodiment." From then on, masterpiece. The times are new, and there is no place for law. Yao He, Wang Jian and Zhang Jihe Tao Yong are all good at playing the piano. One day, Xuanzong went to the temple slightly and heard the sound of singing in the bell tower, so he boarded it and took a look at the island case. I don't know the island, but he caught it because of his arrogance. He said, "Mr. Lang is fresh and self-sufficient. How can he be like this?" The emperor went downstairs. When I felt it, I was scared. I was stunned by it. One day, there is an imperial decree that anyone who is dismissed from office by an honest official will be awarded the Suizhou Yangtze River Master Book. After that, I went to the Ministry of Finance of Zhou Pu. On the day of his death, there was no money at home, only a sick donkey and a guqin. At that time, no one loved his talent, but cherished his poor life. The island looks elegant, talks and embraces Buddha, and makes friends with people outside the dust. The situation is depressed and the livelihood is embarrassing. The title says, "Two sentences in three years, one song and two tears." Don't reward your bosom friend, but return your old age. "Every year on New Year's Eve, I will take a few gifts made at the age of one, burn incense and worship again, and propose a toast:" I have worked hard all year round. "Drink a long rumor and go away. This collection consists of ten volumes, one of which, Poems, is spread all over the world.