On Du Fu's Written Materials

The poet in the thatched cottage has a misty soul and leaves fluttering. When I came, it was the season when the hut was broken by the autumn wind. God seems to be deliberately creating a feeling of nostalgia for the past, as if deliberately making people taste the meaning of life-a poet should beware of prosperity! Thatched huts, thatched huts and Du Fu's thatched huts, the habitat of peerless poets, have long been Du Fu's thatched cottage park in Chengdu, accompanied by a stormy era and a place for great souls to ponder. The Caotang Park, which consists of the Great Temple, the Museum of Poetry and History, the Ministry of Industry Temple and the Chai Men, provides a quiet rest place for Chengdu people and spiritual comfort for tourists from afar. Facilities are a memorial to the past and a management of the present. It's just that the Caotang, as the condensation of a poet's artistic life, as a tangled point in the history of China literature and as a historical observation station, is too distinctive and emotional. "A thousand years of fame, a thousand years of fame, what's the good thing? When you die, it's gone." Read Gu Fuchu's "Different generations are different at the same time, ask so many poets; Mr. Liu also stayed in the house, where heaven and earth stayed for a long time and the moon was white and the wind was clear. Couplets are even more embarrassing. The cultural significance of the thatched cottage is quite different from Du Fu's fate before his death. But it also makes people firmly believe that as long as it is really brilliant, it is destined to occupy glory. The thatched cottage is enough to watch, and the winding tunnel can be used for strolling, not to mention the misty rain and the yellow leaves on the ground! Caotang, Caotang, what is the Caotang telling at this moment? From Kaiyuan to Tianbao, Zhuangyou, Sanguan, Sanbie, Northern Expedition, eight autumn poems, and then to the autumn wind breaking the thatched cottage, the history of a generation of poems reproduces an era, which alone is enough to shine on the long river of history. This is the immortality of Du Fu, the glory of Du Fu, and the value of Du Fu. Otherwise, how can we know that there is an older, thinner and more bitter Du Gongbu in an era of ups and downs! Needless to say, these. But only in this way, we are far from realizing the inherent vitality of Du Fu's poems and the tragedy of scholars' ambition and fate. This is exactly where a poet should be wary of the prosperous destiny, where his deep meaning of life lies, and it is also the antinomy between talent achievement and destiny in China history. In the tradition of China, scholars always have the ambition and the heart of the world, not to mention Du Fu, who was born in the family of loyal officials, Confucian businessmen! Du Fu once expressed his life ambition like this: "He was a national guest when he was a teenager" and "He said that he was outstanding and embarked on a road." To the monarch, to the custom. "He hopes to occupy key areas as soon as he comes out of the mountain, and his mind is full of ideals-let the king catch up with the legendary Yao and Shun, and let the national customs be simple. Ambitious! However, fate always plays tricks on people, and history always plays tricks on people with lofty ideals. From Kaiyuan to Tianbao, when Zhang Jiuling went on strike and Li came to power, the Tang Dynasty was not what it used to be, and talented people could not do whatever they wanted. This is the misfortune of the country and the times, and it is also doomed to the failure of Du Fu's great ambition in his life. After Su Zong acceded to the throne, Du Fu appeared to have Zuo Shiyi, Huazhou Sigong joined the army and the Ministry of Industry, but in fact it was difficult to make a difference, and his salary was not enough to support his family. After leaving the Central Plains, his trajectory is roughly bronze drum-Jincheng-Kuizhou-Tanzhou, and at the same time, his life is like a yellow leaf floating to the end. But from then on, his poems are more like a long river and waves, a reflection of a deep pool, reflecting a generation of rivers and mountains, reflecting the posture of a born spirit. They are like bells and drums, echoing in the historical sky of China. Du Fu's fate was thus decided, and so was Du Fu's historical role and creative achievements. At this time, when we recite the poem "The Cottage Was Blown by Autumn Wind", we will find that personal experience is nothing in the eyes of the poet. At this time, all he thought was "there are thousands of spacious houses in Qian Qian, and all the poor people in the world are happy". Bitterness and coldness are so extreme, and sadness and goodness are so extreme! Du Fu's mind, Du Fu's heart is enough to illuminate the sun and the moon! Isn't it this virtue and talent that you want to "purify customs" or help the world through the country? However, the stormy Tang Dynasty abandoned Du Fu, and history created another Du Fu in the stormy period. Is this Du Fu's misfortune or Du Fu's luck? History always makes people chew on the simplicity of life. Don't go, it's getting late, it's time to go. The drizzle is still there.