It is said that Liu Xiyi's uncle was shocked after reading his poem "The Generation of Pathetic Pulsatilla" and begged his nephew to give them to him, but he was rejected. In a rage, he was "killed with a dirt bag" and buried in his home forever.
This uncle is the poet Song Wenzhi. He wrote: "Now, when I come near my village and meet people, I dare not ask a question."
This matter is widely circulated and recorded in many ancient books such as Talented Persons in the Tang Dynasty. Among all the Tang poems, there is indeed a Song poem that is almost the same as "Waiting for a Cup of Pulsatilla".
Song's character is really not so good: he failed to curry favor with Wu Zetian, but went to curry favor with her face, betrayed and helped his good friend, and suddenly broke the filter of Tang poetry when I was a child.
I can't imagine what it was like when I was murdered, and I can't imagine the expressions of Song and his servants at that time.
"After my uncle loved one of Song Dynasty, I learned that it was not passed on to others, so I begged it, but I made a promise but I didn't. When asked, he was annoyed with himself and let the slave beat him to death with a soil bag in another room. When you are less than thirty, people are compassionate. " -"Biography of Tang Talents"
A generation of sad Chinese Pulsatilla Liu Xiyi
Li Huafeng, a peach blossom in Luoyang Oriental, flies around, and I don't know whose home it is.
Luoyang woman looks beautiful, sitting alone in the courtyard, looking at the scattered plum blossoms, sighing long.
The peach blossom and plum blossom I saw this year have rotted in color. I wonder who can see the beautiful flowers in the flowering season next year?
I have seen handsome pines and cypresses destroyed into firewood, and I heard that mulberry fields have become the sea.
Old friends no longer lament that the peach blossoms are dying in the east of Luoyang, but now people are still falling in the wind.
Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.
Tell those young people in their prime that they should pity this half-dead old man.
Now he is white-haired and poor, but he is still a handsome young woman.
The old man in his later years once danced with the son of Yu Fangshu's son in the methotrexate song.
There are also beautiful decorative billiard tables like Guanglu Xun Imperial Guards and Horses in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there are also those with colorful fairy painted in the mourning hall like Liang Ji.
When the old man is sick in bed, he is ignored. In the past, he had fun in the spring. Where is the Qing dance now?
How many times can a beautiful woman like a beautiful woman last? After a while, the crane was disheveled and pale as silk.
All the songs and dances of the ages, the birds left in the dusk are empty.
Song Wenzhi of Crossing the Han River
The south, who was exiled to Lingnan, cut off contact with relatives, survived the winter and experienced a new year.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home.