Can't this routine be broken?
Yes
This year, a lonely poet came to Suzhou. His name is Zhang Ji.
He is not famous. Compared with Wang Zhihuan, Wang Changling, Wang Wei, Li Bai, Gao Shi and Li Yi, he is just a little poet. History does not record his life in detail.
We only know that he was not very successful in his life, and he didn't have a serious position until he was almost 50 years old, and he lingered for a long time. He was homesick that night in Suzhou.
On a foggy night, he slept in the cabin, thinking about his hometown and future, tossing and turning.
I don't know what magic made the poet's small universe break out, so I wrote a super-fierce poem: "On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire, Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, and the midnight bell strikes the passenger ship."
In the Qing Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty decided to compile the famous Three Hundred Tang Poems, and only one poem by Zhang Ji was selected.
He can only choose one, because Zhang Ji's poems are rarely handed down from generation to generation, not too fierce; But he didn't dare not choose this one, or his "Three Hundred Tang Poems" would be scolded to death.
Many people insist that this poem is the first in the Tang Dynasty.
It was this poem that Mao Ning's brother sang and sang, and Uncle Yu praised and praised it with tears in his eyes.
After writing this song, I don't know if Zhang Ji spit out a liter of blood, let out a cry, exhausted his life skills and fell in the cabin; It was Rainbow who tried his best, moved a finger, broke the frog's skill, and then fell headlong. When he fell down, he should be smiling: as a little poet, I wrote the greatest work in the history of poetry. Who said that writing a fierce poem must use negative sentences at the end?
It is enough to have this peak experience in one's life.