1. Wandering Zi Yin
Meng Jiao misses his mother. It is said that during the Dezong period of the Tang Dynasty, Meng Jiao served as the county lieutenant of Liyang County, Jiangsu Province. One night, he was reading in the study. After reading for a while, he felt a little tired, so he stood up and walked to the window. At this time, the bright moon was in the sky outside the window, and the evening breeze was blowing gently. He looked up at the bright moon, feeling homesick. Recalling that I studied hard for decades, it was not until I was in my fifties that I became a Jinshi and became a small county captain.
How much effort the old mother has put into herself in the past few decades! Every time I go to Beijing to take the exam, the gray-haired old mother is always busy preparing her luggage before going out. Especially the night before going out this time, my mother sat under the dim oil lamp, sewing clothes for herself stitch by stitch.
While sewing, my mother muttered in a low voice: "Sew more stitches and make them more dense, so that they are strong and durable. You should take care of yourself when you go out and come back early. Don't let your mother worry about you at home." ..." At that time, I listened to my mother's heart-warming words and looked at my mother's wrinkled face and frosty white hair.
Meng Jiao felt sad and his eyes were moist... He deeply felt how great maternal love is, as warm as the spring sunshine. Meng Jiao thought of this, and a wave of passion reverberated in his chest. He returned to the desk and wrote "Wandering Son's Song" with a flourish.
2. Tour to Shanxi Village
Twelve-year-old Lu You was dismissed from office. With no way to serve his country, Lu You returned to his hometown of Shanyin (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) with full of grief and indignation. He shut himself up at home and studied all day long, often sitting alone until late at night with a green lantern. In April of the next year, drums and flutes were played everywhere in the countryside to prepare for the Spring Society (the day of worshiping the God of the Earth), and there was a joyful atmosphere.
Lu You suddenly wanted to see the Western Mountains twenty miles away. So he set out with his walking stick. As we walked, the mountain road gradually became winding. After walking for more than an hour, the crowds gradually became sparse. When he climbed up a slope and looked around, he saw that there were mountains and rivers ahead, and the road was cut off. It seemed that he could no longer move forward.
Lu You was in high spirits and refused to look back. He walked dozens of steps along the hillside and turned the corner. Suddenly, not far ahead, an empty valley appeared, with a small village hidden among the green willows and red flowers. Among them (the willows are dark and the flowers are bright), it seems like the legendary Peach Blossom Spring. Lu You was very happy and walked into this small village. The simple-dressed and innocent villagers entertained the guest with wax wine brewed by themselves. ?
With this unforgettable experience and feeling, Lu You cheered up again. Wrote "Visiting Shanxi Village".
3. Titled Nanzhuang, Capital City
The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient. From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick. Last year, today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. Where have the human faces gone now, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Meng Piao of the Tang Dynasty recorded a Tang poetry story in "Emotions of Poetry": Cui Hu, a famous scholar in Boling, failed to pass the Jinshi examination and was in a depressed mood.
On the Qingming Festival, he went for an outing alone in the south of the city and saw a village house surrounded by peach blossoms and a pleasant scenery. When he was thirsty, he knocked on the door and asked for a drink. After a while, a beautiful girl opened the door. When Cui Hu saw him, he fell in love with her. On the Qingming Festival of the next year, when Cui Hu visited his old place again, he saw that the courtyard wall was still the same and the door was locked.
He was stunned and wrote a poem on the door: "Last year, today, in this door, the faces of people and peach blossoms reflected each other's red. I don't know where the faces are, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze." From then on, People use "peach blossom on human face" to describe a woman's beauty, or to express their love. ?
4. Liangzhou Ci
According to legend, Cixi ordered someone to write a fan, which was written in "Liangzhou Ci" by Wang Zhihuan, a poet of the Tang Dynasty: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds. In the middle, there is an isolated city in Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. "Unexpectedly, the person who wrote it accidentally forgot to write the word "Jian" in "Yellow River is far above the white clouds". After Cixi saw it, she was very angry.
He thought this was a deliberate insinuation that he did not understand poetry, so he ordered the person who wrote it to be captured and asked to read it out on the spot. If he could not read it out, he would be beheaded. Unexpectedly, the person who wrote the fan was shocked at first after reading the poem he had written. Then he had an idea and said to Cixi: "Old Buddha, it's not that I wrote the wrong poem, but that I adapted it based on Wang Zhihuan's poem."
Cixi found it novel and quickly asked him to read it and listen to it. The man casually recited: "Far up the Yellow River, there are white clouds, an isolated city on the Wanren Mountain, why should the Qiang flute complain? The spring breeze of willows does not pass through Yumen Pass." So, "Liangzhou Ci" really became a "ci".
5. A pear tree weighs begonia
Zhang Xian (990-1078, courtesy name Ziye), a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, married an 18-year-old concubine when he was 80 years old. At that time, Su Shi, who often sang poems with Zhang Xian, went to visit him with many friends and asked the old gentleman how he felt about finding such a beautiful wife.
Zhang Xian then casually recited: "I am eighty years old and eighteen years old. You are a beauty and I have white hair. We are the same Geng in reverse, only separated by a sixtieth." The humorous Su Dongpo immediately responded And a song: "Eighteen-eighth bride and eighty-year-old man, with pale hair and red makeup. Mandarin ducks sleep in pairs at night, and a pear tree presses the begonia.
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