Ibn Farid (1181-1234) was both a poet and an Islamic Sufi thinker. He had been in and out of official circles with his father since he was a child, and later lived in isolation. He once practiced religious practice with Sufis in the Valley of the Weak in Mount Muqtam. After wandering in the valley of Mecca for 15 years, he returned to Egypt. Ibn Farid is known as the "King of Love Poems". His poems describe the love of God and the pursuit of truth. They use Sufi techniques such as symbols and metaphors to express the existence and significance of Sufi concepts and praise them. Sufis believe that the love of God is the foundation of all things and ends with the unity of God and man and self-love. Ibn Farid believes that the love for the Lord transcends material things and is the fundamental noble love that pursues all beauty. People must completely obey and dissolve in the love for the Lord. Being one with the Lord is enjoyment and happiness. Ibn Farid did not hide the pain of this kind of love, "His beginning is the sickness of lovesickness, and its end is fatal pain." This fatal pain is the dissolution of the lover's will into the beloved's will. middle. The solution to pain lies in love, and the pain of love is happiness. There is no distinction between the lover and the beloved. Loving and being loved have no beginning or end. His poems celebrate love for the Lord and the intoxicating spiritual pleasure of oneness with God. Farid's poem "Great Taia", also known as "The Mysterious Process", has 760 lines. Later generations' annotations on Farid's poems were divided into two schools: literal and Sufi. Rashid bin Dahadah synthesized the views of the two schools. The following is Farid's poem:
The joy of the eyes is the wine of love,
The beautiful appearance is the wine cup.
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Praising our lover's name,
We held up the wine glass;
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We have already been intoxicated by her.
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The wine of love has made my eyes drunk,
The wine cup seems to be the face of my peerless beauty.
I glanced at her casually,
My heartstrings were suddenly struck by her virtue.
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The end is the beginning
The end also involves moving forward
Everything seems to me to be clear at a glance
What I hear, what I see, what I see
It’s like waking up from a dream that I am not someone else
I am my existence
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My appearance is second to none.