Appreciation of a Taoist hermit's poem Chuanjiao Mountain: This poem is not surprising at first glance, like a pool of autumn water, cool and clear, quite in the style of Tao Yuanming, and has always been called a famous poem in Wei poetry. Some people say it's a masterpiece, while others say it's a brush (see Gao Buhao's Poems of Tang and Song Dynasties), which is highly appraised. The title is a poem written for Chuanjiao Mountain, a Taoist hermit.
Since it is a "post", it will naturally reveal the feelings of cherishing the memory of Taoist priests in the mountains. But remember that it is only one layer, and there is a deeper layer that needs to be carefully appreciated. The key to poetry lies in the word "cold". This is the word "cold" revealed in the whole poem. The first sentence is not only that the weather in the county is cold, but also that the poet is cold in his heart. Then, because of these two kinds of coldness, the poet suddenly remembered the Taoist priest in the mountain.
In this cold climate, the Taoist priests in the mountains went to the bottom of the ravine to collect firewood, and then came back to "boil the white stone". Ge Hong's Biography of Immortals said that there was a Mr. Baishi who "tasted boiled white stone for food, because white stone lived in the mountains." Taoist practice, on the other hand, should be timely. Knowing this, it is very clear who "Shanke" is.
A poem written to Chuanjiao Mountain, a Taoist hermit: My office is getting cold today, and I suddenly think of my mountain friend. You must collect firewood at Jiandi and cook some poor food when you come back. I want to see you with a bottle of wine, so that you can get some comfort at night. But autumn leaves are full of empty mountains. Where can you find your footprints?