Those things about Luo Yin, a strange man of a generation

Luo Yin’s original name was Luo Heng. He was from Hangzhou, Zhejiang Province. He was a typical person who “gets famous early.” He became famous all over the world at a young age. Even Emperor Zhaozong at the time had heard of him. He has the common problem of talented people, he is arrogant about his talent and is feared by others. When he was applying for the imperial examination, the minister took a copy of it. Translated into the vernacular, it is: "The man is talented, but he likes to write poems and essays that allegorize the government. His three views are inconsistent, so he is not suitable." Be my court official." Because I was on the blacklist, I failed the Jinshi exam ten times in my long career. The high-spiritedness I once had was wiped out by the skinny reality. I came up with the idea of ????rebirth and changed my name to Yin. In the golden age of life between 28 and 55 years old, During this period, he traveled around and wandered around. In his later years, he worked as an aide under the Zhenhai Jiedushi Envoy. Later, he served as a Jiedushi magistrate and an official in the government affairs. He died of illness while serving as the Salt and Iron Shipping Envoy at the age of seventy-seven.

And Luo Yin's poems are indeed much more famous than himself. "There is wine today, and you are drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow.", "After gathering hundreds of flowers and turning them into nectar, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for." The popularity even exceeds the poems of Li Bai and Du Fu. From Zhejiang to Lingnan, people still worship Luo Yin as a god. Among the poets, he was the only one, and even Li and Du did not receive this treatment.

Some people believe that the high popularity of Luo Yin's poetry is the result of Luo Yin's poor poetic talent and too simple poetry - just like saliva songs must be more popular than classical music. But even if he is as famous as Bai Juyi, he still hopes that his poems can be understood and recited by children on the roadside, and at the same time be sung by future generations. The name may be decadent, but his works will last forever. From this perspective, Luo Yin can be said to be unsuccessful.

There has always been great controversy about Luo Yin's works. Weng Fanggang, a great literati in the Qing Dynasty, once said: Luo Yin's poems are crude, simple and unreadable. But my opinion is exactly the opposite. "Simple and direct" is just Luo Yin's unique writing style. Therefore, we cannot ignore the pungent and sharp writing style behind the words. For example, Luo Yin is a well-known "big loser" in history, failing to rank in ten positions. When his ambition was worn away, he wrote a "complaint" poem - "The Holy Age also knows that nothing is discarded, and the nobles may not use unqualified talents." The translation is: The times are too good, and I am not worthy of them. You know, Luo Yin lives in the late Tang Dynasty, which is about to collapse. The whole poem is a great irony. How can this kind of humor be called vulgar?

Most of the poetry styles of the late Tang Dynasty are as obscure and romantic as Li Shangyin's "It's hard to say goodbye when we meet". But Luo Yin held high the banner of realism at this time. Also describing the war at the end of the Tang Dynasty, Luo Yin would not write "one general's success and ten thousand bones withered", but would pull you directly into the tragic battlefield, pointing at the people of the Tang Dynasty who died in vain and tell you "for a while, a lonely army will never return, and even more There is no distinction but heaps of waste."

Many people admire Luo Yin's scholarly integrity. Maybe you have heard of "The Book of Slander", which was rated by Lu Xun as "the brilliance and sharpness in the messy quagmire". The book almost contains stories of struggle and indignation, from small farmers to high-ranking officials, from expressing his own anger to lamenting the hardships of people's livelihood. The reality and society that Luo Yin faced were so different from his ideals, how could he not be "slandered". But praising Luo Yin's integrity is not only because of the content of this book, but also because this "Book of Slander" was actually a work dedicated to high-ranking officials in power when Luo Yin was writing the book, and was used to boost his self-esteem. When most people choose to be vulgar and flattering, he chooses to speak out loudly. This kind of "hard-headed" integrity is very cute.

Luo Yin's perspective on animals and plants is very strange. He always looks at the flowers, trees, birds, beasts, insects, and fish with tenderness, but not with love, but with pity. Luo Yin also liked the parrot's imitating words, but the first thing he thought of was the parrot in a luxurious cage, being manipulated by others and losing its freedom. Everyone likes to listen to parrots talk, but he just wants to say "I advise you not to use clear words" because "clear words can solve the problem." If the parrot talks too well, it will never be let go. This kind of reflection and discrimination is where Luo Yin's compassion lies.

It has always been a mystery as to why Luo Yin failed to do so. He was willing to study exam questions and memorize sample essays, and was favored by powerful people (such as Prime Minister Linghu Fu, and Observer Yu Xuan), but he still failed to pass the exam until he gave up. In Luo Yin's heart, this was always a regret. In the end, Tang Zhaozong showed mercy and granted Luo Yin the rank of Jinshi. How can the fame and fame you are awarded compare with what you get by yourself? Once, Luo Yin watched the junior students around him pass the exam. He quietly took the good news of the junior students and wrote a poem: "On the loess plains, cunning rabbits are fat, dogs are like lightning, and horses are like flying. The veteran of Baling has no achievements, but he still remembers hunting at night. Go back." In his heart, failure to succeed in ten moves was as bitter as Li Guang's difficulty in sealing the title.

Luo Yin's talent is amazing, and his appearance is even more amazing. The daughter of Prime Minister Zheng Tian liked Luo Yin's poems very much and could write a few sentences casually. She was once regarded as Luo Yin's biggest fan. One time when Luo Yin went to Chang'an, she strongly asked her father to find Luo Yin. The day when she successfully chased stars was also the day when she completely pulled the grass. When Miss Zheng saw Luo Yin's majestic face from a distance, she was so shocked that she collapsed instantly. She immediately ran back to her boudoir and burned all Luo Yin's poems. She never looked at Luo Yin again. Hidden poetry.

People today often say, "I can do it with my feet." Luo Yin is probably the originator of this sentence pattern. One time when we were on a boat, the boatman told Luo Yin that there were officials from the DPRK and China on board. Luo Yin got impatient and shouted: "What are the officials from the DPRK?" I can write articles with my feet better than them. This official's name was Wei Yifan, and his character was not very good. For this reason, he reported Luo Yin to the emperor.

Luo Yin was very talented, but he was unlucky to be born at the tail end of the Tang Dynasty.

Despite this, time has witnessed his value, and he has finally engraved himself into a piece of culture that will last forever in mankind’s only memory. Finally, let me take you through some of his widely circulated poems:

A gift to the prostitute Yunying

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

Farewell to Zhongling after more than ten years of drunkenness , seeing Yunying again was light on the palm.

I am not famous yet and I am not married, so I may not be as good as others.

Self-dispatch

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

When you gain, you sing loudly and when you lose, you stop, and when you are sad and resentful, you are also long.

If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow.

Bee

Luo Yin of Tang Dynasty

Regardless of the flat land or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is occupied.

After collecting hundreds of flowers and turning them into honey, it will be sweet to whomever you work hard for.

Egret

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

The setting sun is faint and the willows are shaded, and the wind is cold and the silk threads reflect the deep water.

Don’t praise your whiteness to others, as you will always be envious.

Hu Changshi of Xiazhou

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

A hundred-foot-high platform stands in Bozhou, with a broadsword and a long halberd for the Han princes.

The clouds are vast at the end of the expedition, and the war horses come to fill the grass and autumn.

The national economy has been carefully planned, and the family wealth is not planned for future generations.

I still hear that Longshu is troubled, and I am very happy that the general is not old.

Peony

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

Like the east wind, there is a reason, the high volume of Jiangluo cannot beat the spring.

If you teach interpretation, it should move the country, no matter how ruthless it is, it will also move people.

Peony and you are close servants, where can hibiscus avoid the fragrant dust?

It's a pity that Han Ling failed to live up to his life after his success.

Chobiyi

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

Throwing away Nanyang as the main worry, and attacking the north to the east to get all the good resources,

Heaven and earth all work together to transport heroes without freedom.

Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, a young child, two dynasties with crowns and swords hate Qiao Zhou,

But the sentimental water under the remaining rock still remains next to the post stream year after year.

Meeting an old friend in Weicheng/Miangu sends a message back to Cai Shikunzhong

Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty

Tours to Jincheng twice a year, one in the east wind and the other in autumn .

The fragrant grass and emotions are all in the way of the horse, and the good clouds cover the buildings everywhere.

The mountains will break away hatred and heartbreak, and the water will carry away the sound and flow into the dream stream.

As you look back today, the light smoke and trees separate Mianzhou.