1, the source of magnificent poems is Li Sao, and each of his poems is a full seed. When planted in the soil, a citrus, a violet, a bag of ganoderma lucidum and an orchid will grow. Two thousand years ago, there was a distant fragrance between his sleeves.
His poems are bitter with blood/tears, and a drop of lips will make people awake forever/not wine/let the turbid world indulge in a sad smile. ...
His poem is a fire/but it can't burn through the night before dawn. This is a long trek in the thorn forest, winding to find a bright exit. He burned his liver and gall into lamp oil and ground it into ink, writing down the old dark spells.
His poems were ridiculed and even besieged at that time, but now they have become a banner, flying over the human spirit and lifelike. The descendants of the dragon said: the upstream of the blue ink is the Miluo River!
2. "I take a long breath to hide my tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives." Qu Yuan is such a poet who cares about the country and the people. "The world is turbid and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I wake up alone." Qu Yuan is such a historian with strong belief. "Qingyun is dressed in white and shoots Sirius with a long arrow." Qu Yuan is such a warrior with high morale. "I am also kind. Although I died nine times, I still have no regrets. " Qu Yuan is such a hero, not afraid of power.
No matter how history changes, no matter how times change. From the moment Qu Yuan jumped into the Guluo River, he was firmly solidified and precipitated in the hearts of Chu people, and it was destined that his soul would be washed and crossed, constantly cut and lingering, and then sublimated into a great national spirit. Today's "Qu Yuan" is not the doctor Qu who was more than two thousand years ago. He represents a spirit of the times, people's complex and national culture that passes through time and space, one after another and passed down from generation to generation. In this way, "Qu Yuan" lived vividly and permanently in the hearts of the people.
The sky in Chu is too small for your galloping thoughts. Miluo river is affectionate and embraces your romantic lost soul. The poet is too concerned about the country and the people, too concerned about the country and the people. So anger and sorrow erupted like a volcano, turning into Li Sao, into Nine Songs and into a bloody poem. Heaven and earth have feelings, and all beings listen to your tears; Benefiting the people and having love; Good people sigh that Miluo is lucky, and the lucky Miluo has taken in your soul without habitat. Zongzi on Dragon Boat Festival has been calling for your soul for thousands of years, offering sacrifices to your spirit from afar.
4, the breeze gently blows up the pages, and it seems to be mixed with a hint of vanilla. My eyes wander between the words written by Sima Qian emotionally, and I read you carefully-Qu Yuan.
"Drink Mulan in the morning and watch Qiuju in the evening." Your conduct is as noble as jade, and you will not be contaminated by all the dirty things in the world. I believe that with such high morality, you will inevitably yearn for a quiet and peaceful life. You may be willing to stand by and watch the lake with the white clouds and breeze and listen to the clear springs of the mountains and streams; You may yearn to walk with the small bridge and flowing water, live under the cross gate and walk towards the sound of quiet bamboo; You may prefer to wander with the clouds outside the sky, suffer humiliation and have no intention of staying or staying. When a person is in a desperate situation, the most common choice is to retire from the mountains and become an idle person in a paradise. However, you care about the people of the whole country, but you have not made such a decision.
You have Tao Yuanming's detached feelings, but you won't hide in the peach blossom garden of your own spirit like him and enjoy leisure alone; You have the noble character of Lin Hejing's "beautiful wife and crane", but you won't indulge in the small scenery of the mountain garden like him, and waste your life. During the Warring States period, horns sounded everywhere and yellow sand filled the sky. You struggled and stumbled in the stormy weather, but you never fell down. You shouldered the heavy responsibility of defending the country with your thin but powerful shoulders. However, when Huang Zhong was abandoned, the chaotic state of Chu was in jeopardy, while the fatuous king of Chu listened to rumors and turned a blind eye to your loyalty and wisdom. Your thin body has gradually become overwhelmed. Who can help you at this time?
Finally, you should put it by the river, full of tears, and lament that "I am alone in the turbid water in the world, and everyone is drunk and I wake up alone". Some people advise you to keep pace with the times and go with the flow, but you use "Ann can win the warmth of the world with a vast white" to safeguard your lofty ambition.
"I lost my mind when I was brought to Du Heng by Shi Lan Xi." I know that vanilla is your favorite, because you appreciate its noble character, detachment that does not compete with the crowd, and tenacity that does not bend with the wind. And you are like a herb growing by the lake, swaying slowly in the wind, and a dewdrop shines silently on the green grass leaves, just like when you look back at your old country, your eyes are shining with tears.
Heaven and earth feel sorry for you, too. The endless autumn wind by the river wants to wipe away your tears, but it blows your sadness through the torrent of time. Things have changed for several years, and your figure has already disappeared in the dust of history, but when the young Sima Qian is stationed by the Miluo River and looks forward to the future, he will still shed affectionate tears for you. The voice of your resentment is drifting away on the rolling river, but it is sad and strong. Maybe Sima Qian just heard your voice hit him in the heart, so he wrote a history of faith, so that people from generation to generation can listen to your eternal melody with loyalty and nobility.
Reading you, let me understand the noble spirit, you let me understand that the noble spirit is not indifference, not escape, the real noble spirit should dare to take responsibility in their own hearts. Love the country, care for the people, and make your nobility extraordinary.
It is this extraordinary nobility that makes you like a lotus in the water, like a few plums in the corner, and makes you fresh and dry.
The breeze faded away, but the smell of vanilla became stronger and stronger. I still read you, looking for your distant figure between the lines covered with tears. ...
4. "The world is cloudy and I am alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone." Even if you are exiled, you will not go with the flow and set off its waves. Miluo River in Tang Tang finally accepted him, but the water in Miluo River was too miscellaneous to wash away its sadness. The Miluo River is too shallow to bury regrets.
You are "coming down, your eyes are misty and sad", but you are still "driving away together when you hear the beauty calling" Speak frankly and forcefully in the imperial hall; Trying to reform the aristocratic power in the early feudal period; At the time of national crisis, "knowing how to rule chaos and making clever remarks" all show your great righteousness and wisdom. But very helpless, when a nation declines, a person's strength will always be regarded as a different kind by the "public", so "the thin waist that the king of Chu loves" was ordered: exile.
When the King of Chu betrayed Cheng Yan and regretted having him, you realized that "you can think but you can't do it" and lamented that "people's hearts are different from mine". However, due to pure aristocratic blood and mind, when you stand in front of failure, you yell, stamp your feet, accuse and fight, and you get a greater blow and unbearable. Helpless, you brush away the dust and keep yourself white, not reserved, not evasive, not tactical and angry. When someone hurts you, you expose the wound to him without reservation and shout loudly: I want revenge.
5. "Ruman Manqi Xiu Yuan Xi, I am searching up and down." Qu Zi walked out of the long corridor of history, full of lofty spirit and poetic talent, but in a sophisticated society, how can the edges and corners of his personality be preserved? Therefore, in order to be white and face the world clearly alone, Qu Zi chose the road of "tragedy". In the turbulent Miluo River, he washed himself so thoroughly and clearly. But when he forgot the muddy world, did he remember that there were millions of people and their lofty ideals?
6. Emotion is an innate element of human beings, which is vividly displayed in the life of a generation of benevolent sages. They confide their true feelings and lead a full and frank life. Qu Yuan is such a real person. He sang, "Take a long breath to cover up today's tears and mourn the hardships of people's lives." He shouted, "I'm not satisfied. I'm too late to regret it." He took out a courtier's heart and presented it to everyone without affectation or affectation. In the end, his temperament forged his reputation, which will last forever.
7. Qu Yuan, a patriot who "everyone is drunk and I wake up alone" and "the road is long, and I will go up and down for it", "Although I died nine times, I still have no regrets". Facing the divided motherland and the hungry and cold people, as a scholar-bureaucrat, he was helpless and jumped into the surging river, making him a person who could cry for future generations. He found his place correctly. He is a scholar-bureaucrat seeking a happy life for the Li people. Faced with the failure of the imperial court, he was helpless and had to devote himself to the sea and sacrificed his precious life for the motherland.
8. On the river bank is Qu Zi. Chu sunset dyed the Miluo River red, Zilan slandered, Zheng Xiu was puzzled, and the people were like wanderers, breathing and struggling. Is Qu Zi's persistence useful? I'm afraid he will shake his head and sigh himself. When Chu perished, it was also the moment when his life ended. He put the status of a politician far above that of a poet. "Who can observe with his own body and who is the receiver of things?" Life is not a poet, but the way to die is a poet. Perseverance, why can't you listen to "saints don't persist in things"