Portrait of Huang Jingren
This name may seem very unpopular in the current public understanding, but it is an unavoidable peak in the history of Qing poetry. Huang Jingren Zhongze, a native of Changzhou, Jiangsu Province, lived in the Qianlong period. During that period of serious land annexation and widening gap between the rich and the poor, he lost his father in his childhood and lived in poverty. Life is not smooth, and career is full of thorns. When he was a teenager, his mother left home to study, but until he died in Shanxi at the age of 35, he only got a imperial academy diploma. In this living environment, he developed a stubborn, irritable, wild and eccentric character. Fame is behind him. He is a born poet. He has been obsessed with poetry since he was a child. Because of the uneven situation and angry personality, he created many touching works. It was these works that attracted me for a long time and became his "diehard fans" in Huang Zhongze.
First, his song-"Li Taibai" in Huang Jingren's mind.
Huang Jingren wanted to be Li Bai since he was a child, so in the early days of his life, he was famous for his classical songs, the most famous of which was "Mr. Qihe's White Song at a Night Banquet". The whole article is as follows:
Xia Hong came to the seaside, according to my upstairs dinner. The green wine is suddenly exhausted, and the fairy falls in the building! The buildings of the fallen immortals are 100 feet high, and Mr. He Kun wrote many things. Romance is like a person in a building, who has been here for thousands of years. It's the red clouds in the sun, and the light in the Tianmen sweeps the eyebrows. The river turns from Cimu Rock, and the next tide will burn the rhinoceros pavilion. The guests danced across the green hills, touching each other with violets. If Qichi belongs to Artemisia selengensis, this building is a guest mountain. If the drunken moon comes to the river, the main mountain of this building is a guest. If the long star shakes colorless, it may not always be the soul of the world. Behind me, I am so desolate that I am singing a sad song. The bottom of the cup is sad. At present, the beauty in the southeast is suddenly approaching. High-level people will write poems at the top, and the name is not right. Please throw the poem into the river, and you won't follow the river!
Lipper
The impromptu work at this banquet was widely praised in the poetry circle at that time-"the high-level theme poem is on it, which is not worthy of the name." Please throw your poem into the river, you won't flow with Jiangdong. "A 24-year-old young poet waved his wine in one go. At the most chic moment in the poet's life, I saw Li Taibai in his heart and found Li Taibai in my heart.
Second, his travel poems-the appearance of ordinary people under the oppression of life.
Real life is cruel: after many attempts, married people drift to the north with their children, and their old mother stays in Changzhou, which is the livelihood of the whole family ... In the journey poems, Huang Jingren is no longer a handsome little Li Bai, but an ordinary person who worries about daily necessities, an industrious father and a wanderer far from home. In these poems, as a reader, he often feels empathy and tears.
Tragic hakodate in Chai Men
The night before he left his mother for Beijing, he wrote: It was a tragic snowstorm night in Chai Men. It is better to have children than nothing at this time. In the chilly autumn wind in Beijing, he worried about his family's winter: the whole family was in the wind and the clothes were not cut in September. Thinking of the scenery when he was young, he lamented: Poor Huang Tong's reputation was ruined, and wandering became a funeral in a different place.
Third, his love poems-full of youthful amorous colors.
It seems that this star is not from last night.
When Huang Jingren had not entered the society, he also experienced the love of youth. Famous love poems include Sixteen Loves and Feeling Old, and the most famous one is Love Fifteen:
Several times, I sat under the flowers and played the flute, and the red wall of Han Yin looked into the distance. Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. The lingering thoughts are exhausted, and the heart is peeling bananas. In March and May of 1935, that poor glass of wine not fade away.
"Like this star is not last night, who stands in the middle of the night for the wind and dew" has become a famous sentence in Huang Jingren's love poems. When Li Bai became Li Shangyin, Huang Jingren's boyish spirit came out, which made me more intoxicated.
Every time I read Huang Jingren's poems, I feel like reading myself, like a communication across time and space, which is why I am fascinated by Huang Jingren.