"Water Mirror" said: "At the mouth of Peng Li, there is a Shi Zhongshan. Tang gaozu thought he was in a deep pool, and the breeze was blowing on his face, and the water and stone were fighting, and the sound was like Hong Zhong. This statement is often doubted. Today, the bell is put in the water. Although it is stormy, it doesn't ring. But? Stone? Until the Tang Dynasty, Li Bo began to visit the heritage, got two stones on the pool, buckled them, and slammed them. The southern sound was like Hu, the northern sound was clear, and the lingering sound was quiet. He thought he was sure to win. He thinks he has found the reason for Shi Zhongshan. The sound of stones is everywhere, and this is just named after the clock. What is it? "
In June of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Ding Chou, Yu, An, and Shi You, the eldest son, Mai, will go to Rao Dexing Wei and send him to Hukou, so that he can see the so-called stone clock. The monk in the temple asked the child to hold an axe and chose one or two buttons among the stones. Gu Yu smiled and didn't believe it. At dusk, the lovely boat arrives at the cliff. A thousand feet stood on the edge of a big stone, like a wild animal and a strange ghost, eager to fight with people. Storks on the mountain are surprised to hear the sound? There are old people laughing in the valley in the clouds, or the day: this stork is also. Yu Fang was eager to return, but sent it loudly on the water. It was like a bell, and the ship was afraid. If you can examine it, the mountain is full of caves, and I don't know its shallow depth. The microwave enters and the culvert surges. The ship returned to the two mountains and entered the port. There are big stones flowing in it, which can seat 100 people. The air is full of tricks, feng shui and muffled cymbals, corresponding to the people facing it. Because he smiled, he called Miley, "What do you know? Hey, there is no lens of Zhou Jingwang. The song of Wei Zhuangzi is also a bell. Ancient people can't be bullied. "
What, if you don't know what it is? What Tang gaozu heard was almost the same as that of Yu Tong, but it was unknown. The scholar-officials refused to spend the night under the wall on the ship, so they didn't know. The fisherman's navy, though he knows but can't speak, thinks he has it. So I wrote down the past, lamented the simplicity of Li Daoyuan, and laughed at Li Bo's shallowness.
Su's "Thousand Red Cliffs Fu"
In autumn, on July 16th and 16th, Su Shi and his friends went boating in Chibi. The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Raise a glass to propose a toast to one's companions, recite articles related to the moon, and sing praises to chapters. Not long after, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between the Big Dipper and the cow. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. Vast as the wind in Feng Xu, I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.
At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. The song says: "Guigui is like a blue paddle, striking the sky and tracing the streamer." I am so misty, so I look forward to beauty and heaven. "There are people who blow a hole and make up by singing, and their voices are sad: there are complaints, crying and complaints; The sound is endless; It can make the dragon dance in the deep valley and make the widow in the lonely boat cry.
Su Shi's face was sad and sad, so he sat up in a corner and asked the guest, "How do you know?" ? "The guest said," There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. The mountains and rivers are winding and gloomy; Isn't this Meng Zhizhi trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou and went down to Jiangling, downstream to the east. It is thousands of miles long, covered with flags, drunk on the river, writing poems sideways. The hero of the solid world, now? My son and I, fishing on Zhu Jiang, are friends with fish, shrimp and elk, leaving a boat and raising bottles for each other; It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth. Lament the moment of my life and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River; Fei Xian went on a trip, holding the bright moon and dying; Knowing that it is impossible to get it suddenly, I hate it. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow. Gai must look at it from its own changes, and heaven and earth cannot be temporary; If you look at it from its constant point of view, then everything is endless to me. What do you envy? Between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. If it's not mine, it's a dime. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are audible to the ears and visible to the eyes. Inexhaustible, inexhaustible. It is the creator's endless hiding place, and my son and I are in the right place. "
Guests smile, wash the lights more carefully, the dishes are done, and the cups and plates are messy. Sleeping on the boat, hugging each other, I know the horizon has turned white.
Su's Post-Red Cliff Fu
It is the hope of October and will return to Lingao after starting from Tang Xue. The two guests never gave Sakamoto the yellow mud. Since the frost has fallen, the leaves have fallen, and the figure is on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, take care of it, and sing and answer. He sighed: "there are guests without wine, wine without food, and the moon is white and clear." What a wonderful night! " The guest said, "At dusk today, I got a fish with a huge scale, like a Songjiang perch." Where's Gu 'an's wine? "Go home and find a woman. The woman said, "I have a beer fight." I hid it for a long time in case my son needed it. "So I swam to the red cliff with wine and fish. The river is noisy, and the shore breaks thousands of feet; The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Once the sun and the moon were geometric, but the mountains and rivers were unrecognizable. Jade is dressed, walking on the rocks beside the mountain, covered with velvet, living among tigers and leopards, climbing dragons, climbing the dangerous nest of storks and overlooking the secluded palace in Feng Yi. You can't cover two guests at will. However, the whistling, the vibration of vegetation, the sound of mountains and valleys, and the wind and water are surging. Giving is also quiet and sad, awe and fear, and it is impossible to stay. Instead, get on the boat, let it flow and stop it. It will be half past midnight, and I will be lonely. There is a solitary crane, and the river comes from the east. Wings, like wheels, suddenly rang and swept to the boat and left to the west.
The guest left, gave it and fell asleep. I dreamed of a Taoist priest wandering around in his clothes and passing by Lingao, saying, "Is it the joy of Chibi?" Ask his name, but don't answer. "alas! Hey!
I know all about it. In the past night, those who flew past me were not evil, were they? "The Taoist priest smiled and was surprised. Open an account and have a look. I can't see it.