Biography:
Li He (about 79 1 year-about 8 17), a native of Fuchang, Henan Province in the Tang Dynasty (now Yiyang County, Luoyang, Henan Province), lived in Fuchang Changgu, later called Li Changgu, and was a descendant of Zheng Liang, an imperial clan in the Tang Dynasty. Known as "Shi Gui", he was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, as well as Du Fu, Li Bai, Shi Fo and Wang Wei. There are famous articles such as Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing and Yu Liping Yin. He is the author of Long Valley Collection.
Li He was a romantic poet in the mid-Tang Dynasty, and he was also called "Sanli" in Tang Dynasty with Li Bai and Li Shangyin. It is a representative of the transition period from the middle Tang Dynasty to the late Tang Dynasty. Most of his poems lament the untimely birth, feel depressed and express the pursuit of ideals and ambitions; It reflects the situation that the vassal region was divided, the eunuchs were authoritarian and brutally exploited the people. Left behind "dark clouds crush the city and want to destroy it", "chickens crow and the world is white", "If there is love in the sky, the sky will be old" and so on.
Due to long-term depression and sentimental life style, Li He resigned as an official due to illness in Yuanhe eight years (8 13) and returned to Changgu. He died young at the age of 27.
Anecdotes of characters:
Li He's small cloth bag can hold many good poems.
Li Zhuowu, a famous thinker in the Ming Dynasty, once pointed out when commenting on Water Margin: "If there is no first place in the world, how can a scholar be here even if he has been facing the wall for nine years and vomited blood for ten stones!" The incident of "vomiting blood" mentioned here is very different from the incident of Ruan Ji, a famous person in Jin Dynasty, who cried and vomited blood after drinking for his mother's death. (2) the allusions used by Li Zhuowu are the stories of a poem written by Li He in Li Changji Biography written by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty.
Li He is a precocious genius. At the age of seven, he wrote excellent poems and immediately became famous in Beijing. At that time, Han Yu and Huang Fushi, the great writers and assistant ministers of the official department, heard about this miracle and didn't believe it at first, saying, "If only it were the ancients; How can you miss such a strange person today? " After that, they went to visit each other hand in hand.
When they saw that Li He was still a very young child, the two adults immediately asked him to write a question to verify whether Li He had real talent and learning. This Li didn't panic, but gave a deep gift to two adults, and then he wrote a famous article "China" that was enough to spread in the history of literature. This ancient poem says:
Huatuo wove shallots and beautiful gold rings.
Hoof rumbling, entrance like a rainbow.
Yun is a gifted scholar and a great writer in Tokyo.
Twenty-eight nights, Luo's heart, your heart.
The sound in front of the temple is empty, and the pen fills the nature.
Pang Mei's readers feel autumn, and the grass withers and the wind grows in China.
I'm hanging my wings today, and I won't be ashamed to be a snake or a dragon one day!
Han Yu, when they saw Li He's poems, showed confidence, profundity, modesty and respect that they had never seen for a long time, and immediately exclaimed with surprise: "Genius, genius! Really well-deserved! " Since then, Li He's poems have spread all over the world! "When he left, they also warmly invited Li He to visit their mansion. After this visit, Li He's poems became more and more famous. But many people who are jealous of Li He say that his father's name is "Li Jinsu", and the word "Jin" is homophonic with the word "Jin" of Jinshi, which is "taboo"
Can't be admitted to Jinshi; This caused Han Yu, a great writer, to write a famous Taboo Discrimination to explain it. However, Li He's later career was actually due to the malicious slander of these villains, and he finally failed to get into the Jinshi, thus burying the factors of bitterness and poverty in life.
However, Li He's writing style is amazing. When he writes poetry, he is not in a hurry to decide on a topic, but must first find the theme in his life and dig it out. He often rides a thin horse with Warawako at home, thinking while walking. Once he has a good sentence or inspiration, he quickly records the spark of inspiration he thinks and throws it into Warawako's small kit. When he got home, he didn't even have time to eat, so he took out the broken chapters and sentences thrown in during the day from his little kit, sorted them out immediately and wrote admirable poems. When his mother saw this situation, she was distressed and gratified, and said, "Alas, it seems that my baby will not stop until he vomits blood! How can you even forget to eat? "
In fact, it was Li He who devoted himself wholeheartedly to his creation, so a large number of poems he created became the object of repeated admiration by later generations. For example:
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Why do you want to be a golden brain? Let's step on the clear autumn!
Most people have read this five-character quatrain in primary school. When people face the reality in those harsh environments, they often say, "This is really a dark cloud over the city!" As for a book called "Breaking the Ground and Making Autumn Rain" collected by a famous writer in his spare time, the title listed above is actually the same as the poem quoted above, and it is also a sentence in Li He's poem. It can be seen that the application probability of Li He's poems is still very high. The reason why Li He can achieve such gratifying results has a lot to do with his creative attitude of "working hard" rather than perfunctory. [23]
When Li He was in Chang 'an, he lived in Chongyili and became close friends with Wang Shenyuan, Quan Kun and Cui Zhi. He often travels together. A little slave rides a donkey with a broken bag on his back. Li Heyou wrote a poem, which was written in his pocket and finished when he got home. Zheng's mother's wife often says, "It's your son's duty to express his heart." . Before his death, he divided the poem into four parts and gave it to his friend Shen. After his death 15 years, Shen asked Du Mu to write a preface. Out of nostalgia for Li He, it is said that when Li He died, he saw that the Emperor sent an angel from Fei Yi to write a note in Baiyulou in the sky. It is also said that his mother dreamed of Li He one night and said that he was writing notes about Bai Yao Palace for the Emperor of Heaven (Li Hechuan by Li Shangyin and Xuanshizhi by Zhang Du). During the reign of Emperor Zhaozong, Wei Zhuang took Li He Jinshi as the memorial and gave him a replacement. However, due to an incident in court, the performance was put on hold. Li He once edited his anthology. There is an annotated collection of Li He's poems.
Selected works:
1, the fifth poem of Twenty-three Horses
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.
Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.
2. "Wild Goose Gate Taishouhang"
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death.
3. "To hard liquor"
I am a poor and pitiful wanderer, just to drink all my sorrows and joys. I wish you good health, wine owner.
That year, my father went to the west and spent money in a foreign land. The broken willow at the door of my house disappeared.
Well, I heard that when Ma Zhou was a guest in Sanfeng, it was old and deserted.
A few short lines won the favor of the emperor.
I have lost my soul and can't call it back. A rooster, the world is bright.
A teenager's heart is like a cloud. Who wants to sit cold?
4. Quotations from Li Ping
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
5. Thirteen Songs of South Garden
( 1)
The flowers and grass in his eyes are all in bloom, and Xiao Bai's red cheeks are Yue Nv.
Poor sunset fragrance, marriage and spring breeze do not need media.
(2)
Gongbei is full of Xiao Qi, and Huang Sang drinks dew curtains.
The long-waisted healthy woman secretly climbed and broke, and fed the eight cocoons to the king of Wu.
(3)
The silk in the bamboo picks up the net car, and the green cicada basks alone.
Peach gum welcomes summer fragrance and amber, and the more you teach yourself, the more you can grow melons.
(4)
Thirty is not more than twenty, and I want to eat food when I am hungry during the day.
The old people at the bridge mourned each other because they left a book by Tao Rong.
(5)
Why didn't the great man take weapons to collect the fifty States of the mountain?
Please go to see the paintings of the founder heroes with pictures. Another scholar was once called the aristocrat of a million families?
(6)
Looking for a chapter to extract a sentence, Xiao Yue hangs a jade bow as a curtain.
I don't see the three seas every year. Where is the autumn wind?
(7)
Qin Long's prison is sad and empty, and Manqian's humor takes its place.
See buy Ruoyexi water sword, the Ming Dynasty returned to apes.
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When milk is swallowed at the beginning of spring water, wasps fly home with small tails.
The window contains far color, and the fish hold the incense hook near the Rocky Mountain.
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Spring sand is soft and Yuanyang is warm, and the shore is late.
Pour wine on the pepper leaves in Mulan, and pick up the seeds of diamond silk when you are sick.
( 10)
Let's remember Cai Yong today, but we have no intention of cutting songs and lying in the spring breeze.
There is a bamboo book in Shennan, which always goes to Xitou to catch Weng.
(Eleventh)
Long Taniguchi leans against home, and the day is Qianfeng Old Cui Hua.
Walking with rattan shoes, quarrying honey, holding moss and planting flowers.
(12)
Songxi black water dragon egg, Guidong old horse tooth.
Who sent Qing Yu to cut the road, and let that piece of dyed sunrise go light?
(13)
The grove is open to the path, and the long night smoke is wet.
Liu Hua surprised the snow pool, and the wheat rain rose to the stream field.
The ancient temples are sparse, and the distant haze breaks the moon.
The sand head knocks on Shi Huo, and the bamboo pole burns the fishing boat.
6. "Gao Xuan Guo"
Huatuo wove shallots and beautiful gold rings.
Hoof rumbling, entrance like a rainbow.
Yun is a gifted scholar and a great writer in Tokyo.
Twenty-eight nights, Luo's heart, your heart.
The sound in front of the temple is empty, and the pen fills the nature.
Pang Mei's readers feel autumn, and hay gives birth to Chinese style.
I hung up my wings today, and I won't be ashamed to be a snake or a dragon one day.
7. love love love
It's very sad, the old rabbit and the old toad are moaning in a low voice, the moonlight is off, and the cloud floor and cloud house are pale.
The jade wheel rolled with dew and wet the surrounding light and shadow. Mo Yan in Guihua Lane once met the fairy of Lu 'an-E.
Looking at the three sacred mountains under the vast sea, things are changing like horses.
Looking at China's nine points and nine points, the water in Na Pianhai is as shallow as pouring out of a cup.
8. Poems of Golden Copper Immortals in Han Dynasty
Wei Mingdi Qinglong nine years in August,
The court official drove a carriage to the west to meet Han Xiaowu's immortal.
In order to build the front hall, the palace official removed the plates.
The fairy shed tears when she held it.
Li Changji, the grandson of the king of the Tang Dynasty, wrote songs praising Chinese immortals.
Maoling Liulang is a guest in the autumn wind, and I heard Ma Si's ignorance at night.
The osmanthus tree in the painting column hangs autumn fragrance, and the soil in the thirty-six palaces is green.
Wei Guan led the car thousands of miles, and the sour wind in Dongguan shot at his eyes.
Empty sent John out of the palace door, thinking of your tears like lead water.
Declining orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is old.
The lonely moon is bleak, and the acropolis is low.