One of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, I admire you most, Su Shi, who is proficient in piano, chess, painting and calligraphy. What I read about you is different.
Su Shi, you are sentimental, otherwise you wouldn't be "drunk, writing this article and having a baby." You miss your brother. You can't go back to see your brother and father. It's just Wei, you are a "stranger in a foreign land, and you miss your relatives every festive season." Thinking about your father and brother but not looking at them, you can still miss your father and brother in your present situation. Don't, this can't show that you are affectionate?
Su Shi, you are lonely, or you won't "ask the sky when the moon is bright." You need someone to accompany you. You were in a foreign land when you were demoted. August 15, you have to drink alone and get drunk. There is no one to accompany you, so you can only drink by yourself.
Su Shi, you are helpless, otherwise it won't be "wanting to go home by the wind, lest the building be beautiful." You are innocent and upright. You don't want to go to Bai Yue in this dirty world, but you are afraid that you can't stand the loneliness and cold in the moon palace. I have no choice but to stay on the earth.
Su Shi, you are cheerful, otherwise there would be no such thing. Why do you always say goodbye? "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs." You are cheerful and know that you are "old and incomplete", so you miss your father and brother in a foreign land. I am facing loneliness with a cheerful attitude. Finally, you "turn to Zhuge, a low battery user", and you wrote a sentence at the end of the poem that can express your open mind. "I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery for thousands of miles."
Su Shi, you are really talented, but what I read is that you are different. Su Shi, I understand you.
Chapter two: Looking for Su Shi's soul.
I thought to myself that on the night when the stars crossed the river, people were awake, and the water temple was windy and fragrant. How was last night? Looking through the flickering window paper, I saw the faint moon wave outside the sill, the jade rope turning low, and the west wind of ten indexes, sighing that time had passed.
Looking at Su Shi's distant figure through the Millennium world of mortals, looking for the distant soul. ...
Bamboo sticks and sandals are one, singing and laughing, along the way. What he longs for is to put on a hemp fiber, let the soul bathe in the free spring, let the lake and the sea be misty and rainy, and let the mountains be high and wide. Su Shi's soul outline is natural and unrestrained, but there is no lack of chivalry in it. In his view, retiring from mountains and rivers is the most carefree thing.
A river gone forever, a romantic figure through the ages, and a hero that has never been won through the ages, I don't know, but I know that the word has passed through the mouths of romantic figures through the ages.
Life is like a dream, and a statue is still on the Yangtze River. Su Dongpo's sigh is endless sorrow. The pain of Wutai poetry case left a deep scar in his heart. At that time, he hoped that his life was just a dream of Conan, but the sound of hooves in the past told him that this was a fact. When he was sad, he spilled the wine in the bottle into the river to worship the eternal moon.
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs. When I recited this word chewed on the tip of my tongue, I suddenly felt an indescribable sadness. The yearning for freedom has crossed the boundaries of time and space and turned into beautiful words, wandering in high-rise buildings for thousands of years. ...
Su Shi's soul is untraceable, because his soul is gas …
I can only wish Su Shi a good life here. ...
Article 3: Su Shi is a poem.
Ci and Meishan Su's family, once washed, got rid of the degree of turning the corner, making people climb high and look far, lift their heads, sing loudly, but escape heroism and get rid of dirt.
-Hu Yin
Dongpo's poems are famous for their boldness. His miserable life has carefully cast the brilliance of poetry. Beneath the bleak appearance, there is a strong patriotic heart and indomitable soul, as well as his warm and broad-minded feelings and heroism. He put his soul in poetry and turned life into an immortal poem!
In the first month of A.D. 1075, Su Shi sat by the window alone. The deep yearning for his wife brought him into a fantasy world, where he seemed to go back to ten years ago, to the day of reunion with his long-lost wife, and to the eleven years of mutual care and love. I am in Mizhou, but my heart is in Meizhou, isolated from her life and death. Is she all right now? Did you have a good time in heaven? How much he wants to see it. But after many years, the poet is already white-haired. Can she still recognize him as a former sweetheart? Even if we meet, it can't be as beautiful as we thought. After ten years of wind and rain, the poet has a lot to say to his wife, but where to start? So that "there is nowhere to talk about a lonely grave thousands of miles away." I woke up suddenly, and the cold wind outside the window broke the poet's thoughts, made him return to reality, raised his pen, turned his mood into poetry, and pinned his thoughts on poetry, tears and tears.
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in A.D. 1076, Su Shi raised his glass and I asked Mingyue, "When will there be a bright moon?" At the same time, I yearn for the beautiful world in the sky-the beautiful moon palace. What year is this year? Wearing a beige nightgown, I rolled up my sleeves slightly, sat in the moonlight like water, looked up at the moon like jasper, and there were moon cakes and a glass of wine in a silver plate. I wanted to stay away from the secular world and come to the Moon Palace Wonderland. But, "I'm afraid I'm too high and cold." Why did he hesitate again? Thinking that his brother Su Zhe is close at hand but can't meet each other, the poet can't help but miss his brother on such a family reunion day and feel deeply brotherly. How could he forget? Coupled with his concern for the country and the people, he is loyal to the country and the people. How can he abandon the world and go to the moon palace? This contradiction between ideal and reality makes the author very contradictory. In any case, he can't abandon his motherland and his brother for what he loves! Since I can't leave, since I can't meet each other, I have to leave a good blessing of "I wish you a long time and a thousand miles." After all, "people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, so it is impossible to finish this"! Now, I can only comfort myself like this.
He was brilliant and had his own views on the political situation, but he was relegated to the local level. Strong patriotism and ambitious spirit made him feel a sense of talent when hunting in the suburbs of Michigan-he longed for the reuse of the court! "Why not frost your temples slightly!" So what if you're not young? The contradiction between his ideal and reality made him feel extremely depressed. Although he is no longer young, he has more "crazy" ideas than young people. The word "crazy" sums up his thoughts and feelings. When will depression, pain and resentment be truly recognized by people? When can I apply my thoughts to the imperial court? This kind of pain, probably only he can understand it.
Su Shi visited Chibi several times, leaving famous sentences to commemorate him. Is it the heroism of "going to the waves in the great river east" or the sadness of "opening an account is visible, but not where it is"? Political frustration, I tried to find freedom from the beautiful scenery, but it still didn't help. All this is just a dream of Conan. The dream is broken, but my heart is still sad. I can't help feeling relaxed, but it makes my mood heavier. At this time, it was that year that he was depressed and sad and realized life. Where the hell is he going?
Only when you turn your feelings into heroic poems and write them with great enthusiasm will you stay in the world forever.
He changed the graceful style of Song poetry and created bold poems. He is brilliant, but he has always been incompetent; He, not afraid of setbacks, experienced ups and downs, and finally created a magnificent poem!
Su Shi's life is a poem and a swan song!
Chapter four: Entering Su Shi's world.
In the long cultural history of China, a dazzling superstar emerged, which became the most beautiful scenery in the Dasong culture. He is one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, the prodigy Su Shi. His genius, his agility, his detachment, his passion, his chic, his whole body exudes poetic fragrance. Ups and downs, ups and downs, unpredictable life, twists and turns. Get close to Su Shi, uncover the mystery in his heart, and feel his tenacious and optimistic belief and detached and adaptive attitude towards life.
"Who is afraid, a misty rain will last a lifetime", the ups and downs of life, ups and downs, he disappeared with a smile, indifferent, in the misty life to explore a new path. "Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine." Su Shi is calm and optimistic, not happy with things, not sad for himself, demoted and wronged, in a dangerous situation, and living a hard life, but he is not afraid of hardships and always believes that the rain will clear up. The wind and rain kept pounding his fragmented life. Su Shi didn't have have it both ways, and he didn't panic. Instead, he faced it with a normal heart and endured it. He is optimistic and open-minded, walks into nature, approaches mountains and rivers, and eliminates all setbacks and misfortunes. Climb mountains and cross waters, hang on to the past, feel the magnificence of nature, express your lofty aspirations, and seek transcendence and liberation in depression. "Long hate this body not I have, when forget the camp. The night was calm and the lines were flat. When the ship dies, Jiang Hai will spend the rest of his life. " While he was depressed and confused, he was intoxicated with the quiet beauty of boating on the red cliff and longed for the rest of his life in seclusion in the river. He integrated his limited life into nature, making his spirit detached and free.
Chapter five: Su Shi.
When the prosperous Tang Dynasty disappeared into history, when those talented romantic figures became history, I thought that the years to come would be terrible. Fortunately, Su Shi made up for it.
love
How could there be love in ancient times when men were superior to women? Parents' orders and matchmakers' agreements are all love, and proper collocation is love. The two young people have no doubt that kissing is love. The great feelings of mankind are thus suppressed.
However, Su Shi can't be suppressed.
When flowers wither, when swallows fly together. Su Shi went to find the love in his heart. "There are few willows blowing on the branches, where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, outside the swing road in the wall, in the laity wall, and in the beauty wall." Wandering outside the high wall, the creaking sound of the swing over there combined with light laughter aroused ripples in my heart. Wait, hope to meet again. However, "affectionate but ruthlessly annoyed." The laughter died down, leaving only a deep sigh.
Decades have passed, my hair has turned from black to white, and my affectionate heart has become a soft spot. However, there is only the sadness of "the lonely grave has nowhere to talk". Love is found, but it is so short. Ten years of life and death, great changes in time and space, love can not be changed. Stop at the lonely grave and think about the scene when we meet again. "Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other, covered with dust and frosty temples." Nothing can change it. You're inside, I'm outside. Can we meet again?
Maybe it's God's mercy. A dream come true overnight. However, it is "no words to care for, only tears." Ten years of loneliness and missing can only be expressed with tears at the moment we meet.
life
"I want to go home by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It is too cold at the top." Expressed his wishes. Facing the bright moon, raise a glass of turbid wine. Life seems too difficult. I want to go by the wind, but what's the use of flying out? It's a teenager. Why not do something big? Besides, you can "dance and see the shadows", and the world can also be heaven. So he decided: change the status quo!
He succeeded in standing on the high platform. But that's very dangerous. People envy him and crowd him out. The absurdity of "Wutai Poetry Case" pushed him out of the city. "Who saw you alone, Vaguely lonely Hongying." Walking under the waning moon, who knows loneliness? "I started but turned back. I don't hate anyone." Walking in officialdom, who knows what hatred is? Maybe it's only this waning moon. Evil smiling faces floated around him, and those shameless little people thought they could beat him. But no, "pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live." Lonely sandbar is cold. " Is his only attitude, even if there is no way out, I still have myself and my backbone to support me. So what if the world is twisted What about the lonely life? "Bamboo poles and sandals are lighter than horses. Who's scared? A misty rain will last a lifetime! " A faint smile blocked all the blows. I won't change, I will succeed. Looking back, he can see clearly that "rain or shine". The glory of the world is nothing, and the hardships of the world are nothing. Of course I can "bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius." It's just that now that the villain is in power, everything will be fine. As long as I work hard, I will eventually "draw yellow with my left hand and hold blue with my right hand, and send it to Fengtang!"
But heaven seems to be jealous of him. He never realized his wish. Finally, he is old. I thought he would give up. However, when he staggered beside Lanxi and looked at his arched body, he still shouted: "Who said that there is no shortage of life, the flowing water in front of the door can still move westward, don't sing yellow chickens with white hair!" What's wrong with getting old? I can also lead 1000 riders to roll over Pinggang!
I read Su Shi, and I read that persistence, that firmness, that confidence and that optimism!
Chapter Six: The Immortal Name-Su Shi
Exile the imperial city, hold lanterns in the wind, lead the yellow to clear the warehouse and sigh the hero. In the past, the scenery of Bianhe River was often difficult.
There is no end to success or failure, and there is no end to this hatred. Who is with you for pride? A misty rain lasts a lifetime, and snow flies.
He is Western jackdaw in the west, and he refuses to live after picking up all the cold branches. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the drinker of the bright moon; He is an idiot who has experienced the pain of life and death for ten years A rotting corpse bears Su Shi's name.
In that "star-studded" era, because his dazzling light stung his eyes accustomed to the night, he was destined to bear the sewage poured down by officialdom and literary circles together.
The wind is floating, the water is in the soup, and the dust of plainclothes clothes is dusted all the way to build a boat. With the clear autumn dusk, the sunset is like blood, and the sea is like a curtain, coming to this ancient battlefield-Chibi. Thinking of Zhou Lang, he said, "Xiao Qiao is newly married, handsome and brave, with a feather fan and a black scarf. Talking and laughing, the strong are gone. "
My heart is immersed in such melancholy thoughts: the suffering of Wutai poetry case, the emperor's decree, and the concern of relatives and friends in Luoyang. So Huangzhou became Su Shi's foothold, and Chibi became Su Shi's Chibi.
He made a deep meditation: he has rich experience and has a lot of pen and ink in his chest to rule the country and level the world. At this time, he is facing this long river.
His thoughts are like wings, continuing to fly, pouring a glass of wine and crossing the river, which is a memorial to the lost hero and his past. Yes! When he woke up, he mourned for my life for a while, but he might as well listen to the song of the wind on the Tai River. He is no longer pessimistic and miserable.
Later, he confirmed his epiphany with his own actions. He built water conservancy in Huangzhou, rewarded farming and weaving, and was clean in politics. People in Huangzhou felt sorry for this father and mother, and later built a temple.