Poetry is a beautiful art form that can provide people with beautiful enjoyment, especially Tang poetry. But poetry can be a murderous weapon if used improperly. Bai Juyi, the great poet of the Tang Dynasty, once used poetry to kill people, and I still feel shuddering when I read it. The talented girl Guan Panpan was good at singing and dancing in her early years. She was gorgeous and was a very popular goddess-level figure. If he were to be a host, he would be a well-known figure. Later, when he saw that Zhang Jianfeng, the governor of Xuzhou, was a powerful official in the party, he was willing to become his concubine and fly with him. Zhang Jianfeng was a romantic Confucian general who had many wives and concubines in his palace. However, after Panpan came, she was the only one who was favored by three thousand people. The two of them are as close as each other, they look like cars and BMWs when they go out, and they play music behind the water curtains when they go out, and they also interpret a scene of a beautiful woman and a year-old love.
Soon, Bai Juyi came to Xuzhou as a guest. Zhang Jianfeng entertained him warmly. During the dinner, Guan Panpan sang and danced to entertain him. Bai Juyi admired her graceful dancing. From then on, Guan Panpan's reputation became even more extraordinary. Unexpectedly, Zhang Jianfeng died suddenly two years later, and the trees fell and the beauties dispersed. Only Guan Panpan took an old slave and moved to the villa "Swallow Tower" built for Zhang Jianfeng during his lifetime, and closed the door. After entering the gate, be pure in mind and have few desires, eat fast and chant Buddha's name, and stay there for ten years. These years have wasted youth and made Guan Panpan see the indifference of the world.
Ten years later, Zhang Jianfeng's old subordinate Zhang Zhongsu came to visit Guan Panpan. After learning that Guan Panpan was staying alone in the empty room, he was very moved. Even when Bai Juyi mentioned this matter, Bai Juyi also looked at Guan Panpan with awe. I respect you, but then I thought, since you are single-minded, why don't you follow him underground, so I wrote a poem and sighed: Gold is not willing to buy Emei, and you can pick four or five like flowers; The body does not go with you. Zhang Zhongsu soon showed it to Guan Panpan and said, "Look, this is written for you by your idol." Panpan held it in his hand and looked at it repeatedly. But while thinking about it, Panpan realized that poet Bai's words were so harsh and intolerant, completely ignoring her hardships of being a widow for ten years, and clearly blaming her for not being able to die. In this case, there is nothing left to miss in this world. After hastily explaining the matter, Guan Panpan disappeared into thin air ten days later.
Panpan’s misfortune aroused the sympathy and regret of many people. More than two hundred years later, Su Shi passed by this place and stayed at Yanzilou. By the waterside of the precarious building, the evening mist is thick, the green cover is peeling off, and the object is in my heart. That night, Su Shi and Pan Pan fell in love with each other. After the dream came back, they wrote the famous poem "Yong Yu Le stayed at the Swallow Tower at night, and Pan Pan dreamed about it, so he wrote this poem": The bright moon is like frost, the good wind is like water, the clear water is clear. The scenery is unlimited. Fish are jumping in Qugang, lotuses are pouring out dew, and there is no one to see the loneliness. Like three drums, one leaf is sonorous, and the dark dreamy clouds are startled. The night is vast, and I am looking for nowhere again. I feel like I have been walking around the small garden. A tired traveler from the end of the world, returning to the mountains, looking past his hometown. The swallow building is empty, where is the beauty? The swallow is locked in the empty building. The past and present are like dreams, never dreamed, but there are old joys and new resentments. At the same time, Yu Hao sighed at the night view of Huanglou.
More than 700 years later, Cao Xueqin, whose family was in decline and whose fate was twists and turns, borrowed Lin Daiyu’s fine pen in "A Dream of Red Mansions" to compose the poem "Catkins" in the brightly decorated Wenwen Township Grand View Garden. Looking forward to the past, I look forward to my youthful days. The world is as haggard as catkins: the powder falls on the Baihua Island, and the fragrance lingers on the Swallow Tower. One by one, the waves are like a man's life, empty and lingering, talking about romance. Even the grass and trees know their sorrow, and their youth turns gray! Sigh, whoever gives it up in this life will receive it! Marry with the spring breeze and don't care, go with you and endure the flood to stay.
Yes, beauties have had a bad fate since ancient times. Women must take every step well when they are young. Even if you are talented and beautiful, you cannot be arrogant. Don't think that you can sit back and relax by being a high-ranking official. Please note "Blessings come from misfortunes, misfortunes come from blessings." Look at Guan Panpan who was killed by a soft knife. Talented women must know that being ordinary is the truth.