"Let's go to the small garden alone." Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight evening. "Cold birds want to fly, first peek at plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare with, and there is no need for sandalwood. " In Meilin, Lin Bu's poem Xiaomei in the Garden in the Mountains, even in the majestic Song Dynasty, still overwhelmed thousands of ancient poems with its meaningful and elegant meaning and elegant appearance, and became the swan song of Zhongmei. And his literary talent and charm are as beautiful as wild cranes, which can still be distinguished after thousands of years.
This Chu Shi in the West Lake, which lived in the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, is just like a lofty and aloof cold plum, standing proudly in the snow and ice, independent of the world, bearing the water of Lushan Mountain, planting plums and raising cranes, enjoying itself like a cloud. The unique beauty and charm of Jiangnan nourished him and influenced his unique temperament without a trace of fireworks. The lonely mountain is half spring, and it comes around the steps to Mei. How comfortable, elegant and wonderful it is to repair bamboo, with faint snow marks, empty mountains overlooking, white cranes hovering and poetic. The life of this hermit is really better than that of a fairy.
For thousands of years, countless people have lived in seclusion in Shan Ye, devoted themselves to cultivation, and wanted to become an otherworldly hermit.
For example, Tao Yuanming, who picked chrysanthemums in Dongli and leisurely Nanshan, devoted the rest of his life to the countryside, planting beans and chrysanthemums, gardening and planting flowers, making them at sunrise and resting at sunset, and living a quiet and comfortable life. "In the morning, I will deal with garbage and dirt and take the shower head home. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. " Reading his poems, it seems that you can see the sunshine and rain, and there is a warm and familiar local flavor.
Lin Bu is different. He grows plums. Plum blossoms are noble, aloof and spotless. So his personality is different from others. Even Cain is so different and noble. "But my ambition suits me, not my family, my fame and fortune, and my feelings." This is Linbu. A casual remark in his early years laid a solid foundation for his pure poetry and unique seclusion. His secluded mountain has become a veritable "cultural mountain" because of historical celebrities such as Su Dongpo and Ouyang Xiu.
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In the prime of life, Lin Bu, who is high-spirited but ambitious, returned to Jiangnan in grief and despair. The overgrown and uninhabited lonely mountain accepted Lin Bu with its desolation and silence. "It's none of my business to bother, and it's deeply vulgar!" Words from the heart, like a declaration of war on that era, hit the floor. So, he took off his shoes and smoothed his sleeves, built a wall with earth, made a fence with bamboo, and made a room with thatch, and lived intently. It was his loneliness and detachment that made him have a whim. He took plum as his soul, planted countless plum trees around the thatched cottage, extended to the West Lake at will, and lived a secluded life, drinking wine among flowers, learning ink under bamboo, singing the wind in the middle of the month, and caring for plums, which was uncontested. "Exploring plum blossoms in the lonely mountain" has since become the scenic spot of the West Lake.
The sparse plum branches, the dark ice spirit, the snow color of the whole city, and the deep pool of Xizi Lake all reveal the elegance and calmness of Lin Hejing in his gown. When I close my eyes, I can totally imagine what he saw: a lonely mountain, a beautiful water, a lonely garden, isolated from the world. Light floating flocs are like water, a few delicate flowers are painted, and Mei Duo Guanghua, which dances with the wind, circulates ... The twilight is gradually rising, and the moonlight is cold and fragrant. No wonder Lin Bu was full of literary ideas, which overwhelmed his poetic talent and sang Mei's soul. I can hardly tell which is Mei and which is Mr. He Jing.
If Tao Gong's "dive" means "drunkenness is not about wine", then Lin Bu's lonely mountain Meilin is a kind of spiritual exile and pursuit without hesitation. His seclusion, in the joy of flowers and birds singing, in the silence of moonlight and dusk, in the silence of indifference. This is a detached meditation and solitude, an escape from society, a complete abandonment of material desires, a rejection of the market and a challenge to the secular. "The sub-class is noble and rich, and the wife and crane are romantic." Beautiful plums and elegant cranes may be a true portrayal of Lin Bu's character.
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Planting plums, raising cranes, tracing forests, wading in valleys and indulging in mountains and rivers are his main life contents and spiritual sustenance after his seclusion. "I don't marry, I don't have children, and most of them grow Mei livestock cranes. I rowed in the lake and let them fly when I arrived, because I called Mei's wife Heyun. " The story of cranes delivering letters described in the Preface of Lin Hejing's poetry collection in Song Dynasty is novel, interesting and touching. True or false doesn't seem to matter. What is important is that his peculiar lifestyle has long been a well-known romantic story in poetry circles for thousands of years. Moreover, "the green hills on the lake are facing the building, and the bamboo forest in front of the grave is sparse." The poverty, indifference and self-control of Maoling in Another Day's Draft are more convincing. Therefore, Lin Bu's life is simply an aloof legend.
Like him, he lives in Jiangnan and has never been to Hangzhou for more than 20 years. It can be seen that his heart is like a mirror, as calm as an old monk. In his eyes, the so-called prosperity of the city, the fame and vulgarity of the world all seem very pale. Mr. Yu Qiu once said with emotion: "There were many hermits in ancient China. Lin Hejing really made the hermits real and beautiful with plum blossoms, cranes and poems ... It is the easiest thing to be discouraged in the real society and pretend to be half Lin Hejing." Therefore, "Mei Wife Crane" once became synonymous with the highest realm of hermits.
Today, this lonely mountain, which has been developed by wind and rain, stands silently for thousands of years in the shade of lush green. Along the way, the sparse Meilin is covered with dust, but it is still oblique and shallow, beautiful and charming. A thin and steep stone tablet, a clump of bamboo and grave grass, a purely secluded corner. Every year, the spring scenery is full of branches and moons, and the cold smoke is in front of the snow. In a trance, there seems to be a deep song that breaks through layers of blue flowers and floats around. You can vaguely see the noble spirit, leisurely stroll, laugh at the sky in the deep and quiet time and space, get drunk in the shadow of flowers, and sing songs, which is absolutely beautiful.