Chen Zilong, a scholar and teacher of Wan Chun, founded several societies (corresponding to the Fu Society). Influenced by his father, Xia Wanchun is determined to be a loyal and respected honor. Gifted, early-thinking, reading history at the age of 5. At the age of 7, he could write poetry, and at the age of 9, he wrote The Collection of Dairu. Yi Yun travels far and often takes Wan Chun with him, so that he can experience mountains and rivers and meet heroes all over the world. Zhang Pu studied under Chen Zilong, and was also the leader of the rehabilitation society, and was deeply influenced by them in terms of article ethics. In the sixteenth year of Chongzhen (1643), he and Du, a friend from the same county, organized the "Southwest Friendship Association" (later changed to "Begging for Children") and became the descendants of the "Several Children's Association". The following spring, the peasant uprising swept the north. Wan Chun claimed to be "Jiangzuo Youth" and wrote to 40 hometown Kunming, asking for volunteers to contribute to the emperor. In the second year of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty (1645), the Qing soldiers went south, and at the end of Chun Dynasty (15), they rebelled with their father and teacher in Songjiang. After the failure, Xia drowned himself. However, he followed Chen Zilong to contact the Taihu Rebel, advised Wu Yi, the leader of the Rebel, and continued to engage in anti-Qing activities. Soon, the rebels in Taihu Lake were surrounded and destroyed. Escape after a spring outing. The will to regain the light is unshakable. Due to the distress of state affairs, he wrote "The Great Funeral", which was brilliant in literary talent and sad in love words. Everyone who saw it sighed and was surprised. In the spring of the fourth year of Shunzhi, the Ming emperor named Xia as "Wenzhong" and granted Chun as the Sheren of Zhongshu. Chun wrote a thank-you list, together with a list of dozens of people who resisted the Qing Dynasty and regained sight, and gave it to Xie, a scholar who specializes in maritime correspondence, and sent him to Zhoushan to dedicate it to King Lu. Xie was waiting for the boat at Que, but was captured by Qing soldiers and put in the prison of Wu Taishou. After the failure of Wu's anti-Qing campaign, the Qing government got books such as Xie Biao written by Chun. , went to Xia Wanchun.
It was Hong Chengchou, the military governor of Nanjing, who arrested Xia Wanchun and others in strict accordance with the roster in accordance with the will of the Regent of the Qing Dynasty, and made sure to catch them all. Wan Chun took refuge in Jiashan's father-in-law's house, but was secretly prevented from going west. He returned to Songjiang, decided to cross the sea to Wang Lu, and then made a big plan. Unfortunately, he was arrested by the Qing authorities at the end of June and taken to Nanjing for trial. When the ship passed by Xilin Mountain (Chenshan Mountain), I thought of my teacher Chen Zilong and wrote a poem "Night Crying in Xilin Mountain" to express my condolences. The boat crossed the Wujiang River and wrote a poem "Night Crying in Wujiang River" in memory of Wu Yi. When he was taken to Nanking, Hong Chengchou personally interrogated him and persuaded him to surrender, saying, "What does a child know? How can you call a soldier a traitor? Fall into the thief's middle ear by mistake! When you surrender, you won't lose your official position. " Wan Chun stood upright, didn't kneel, pretended not to know that the interrogator was Hong Chengchou, and replied loudly: "I heard that Mr. Hengjiu (Hong Chengchou) was an outstanding figure in the dynasty, and the battle between Songshan and Xingshan was bloody. The first emperor mourned for the T-shirt and moved Hua Yi. I have always admired his loyalty. Young as he is, how can he die and serve his country? " When the left and right officers told him that the "adult" in his class was Hong Chengchou, Wan Chun even said quietly, "Mr. Hengjiu has been dead for a long time, and the world has heard about it. He once offered sacrifices to seven altars, and the son of heaven came in person and left with tears in his eyes, and his ministers sobbed. You are such a rebellious behavior! How dare you pretend to be his name and be loyal to you! " Hong Chengchou was flustered and speechless. At that time, Qian Chang was also arrested and was very depressed. Wan Chun encouraged him to say, "Go to the father-son tomb with Gong today.
Generous death to see Chen Gong in the ground, is it not a great husband? "Make money all night. Talking and laughing in prison. The poem written from arrest to imprisonment, entitled "Southern Crown Grass", is a work dedicated to the world, hurting people, caring for friends and mourning the dead. It is generous and sad and has been passed down through the ages. Based on his father's collection of political essays "Continued Records", this paper analyzes the reasons for the demise of the Hong Guang Dynasty in the Southern Ming Dynasty. As the saying goes, "Du Nan government, the smaller the territory, the bigger the official; The fewer counties, the bigger the officials; The poorer the wealth, the richer the official. It's called three evils. Third, if you oppose politics, won't Wu die? " Therefore, Guo Moruo marveled that "Wan Chun is not only a poet, but also a talented person who is ready for history. "On September 19, Xia Wanchun died in Nanjing Xicheng. The so-called crime is summed up as "Tong Haikou is a foreign aid, Mao is a domestic servant, keeping secrets for the promotion of civil and military titles". When he was executed, he didn't stand on his knees, his face remained the same, and the executioner trembled and didn't dare to face it. It was a long time before he stopped and a knife was pulled out of his throat. More than twenty people, including Yan Qian, died together in Nanking. After death, friends Du and Shen collected the bodies and buried them next to the Xia tomb in Dangwan Village, Kungang Town, Songjiang. He left his wife money, his daughter and his posthumous son. He died unfortunately after his birth, leaving a generation of loyal and good heirs. Xia's father and son's tomb is located in an open space in the north of Dangwan Village, Xiaokun Mountain, shihudang town, Songjiang District.
There are platforms around the stone barge tomb. The cemetery is half-moon-shaped, about 2 meters high and 30 meters wide, covering an area of more than two acres. 1956 Summer Tomb was listed as a provincial-level cultural relics protection unit in Jiangsu Province at that time. 1958 Songjiang county was listed as a municipal cultural relics protection unit after it was assigned to Shanghai. 196 1 year, the Shanghai Cultural Relics Protection Committee restored the Xia tombs and erected tombstones. Chen Yi, Vice Premier of the State Council, wrote the inscription "Summer Peace Tomb". Every word is wonderful, which reflects Mr. Chen's admiration and admiration for these two national heroes.
Although Xia Wanchun was only 17 years old, he had an indelible glory in the late Ming literary world. In his short life, Xia Wanchun wrote 12 poems, 337 poems of various styles, 4 1 words, 4 songs and 12 articles.
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14 years old, after participating in the anti-Qing struggle, he wrote many poems and songs that were generous, tragic, fresh and clear, and showed national integrity, especially after his arrest. Mr. Bai Jian, a famous historian and expert on Xia Wanchun studies, summarized his main contents as follows: 1. He expressed his will to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the country. A large number of chapters in The Collection of Poems are direct and indirect, multifaceted, and figurative, and vividly show the stone statue of Xia, his father.
I am determined to return to the south, and I am eager to rejuvenate my thoughts and ambitions. What is particularly valuable is that we have always maintained a high spirit of optimism in the face of difficulties and hardships. For example, "There is still a way for Wan Li to take off, and Mochow is all over the world", "A hero lives and dies like a strong swimmer" and so on. , unrestrained, cheerful and magnificent. Secondly, expressing the hatred of rise and fall can be described as "tears streaming down your face, the heart of a martyr". In Wan Chun's poems, there are many things that are replaced by the rise and fall of brothels or banquets. Third, praise heroes and mourn teachers and friends. Six Mournings, Ode to Six Gentlemen, Mourning in the Woods, Mourning in Wujiang and Mourning in Qian all belong to this category. Many of them are touching poems. After thousands of years, it still makes people cry when they read it.
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Three years of different clouds, and now it is the southern crown. There are endless tears, who says the world is wide? I already know the way to another spring, and I am really worried when I think of saying goodbye to my hometown. On the day when the ghost man and soul are waiting to return, the spirit wants to see their homeland. Baodai bridge, one of the berths in baodai bridge, asked about the restaurant with crazy songs. Wu Jiangtian enters the water, and Zhen Ze gives birth to summer. The string is against the wind, and the sail is inclined with rain. Vast and boundless, where is the spirit? In other words, the situation of Chu is extremely complicated, and the death of Qin is not flat. Magnificent and clear, the setting sun is bright. I will pay for my country, and I will die! Hu Jia hated it for a long time and arrived in the city in a month. Jingwei north wind swings the heavens and the earth, and birds sing in the empty forest. Chi Chang has short wings, and stones rise and fall with him. The mountains are high and the sea is deep. Shame is not mending the sky, but stretching the neck, shaking and moaning. Hard work is self-reliance, who is generous? Wandering in the East, his works are ancient and modern. The fish coat cast a new pen from Dingyuan Hou, vowing to drink Yue's head on the altar. The lotus sword is quenched, and the willow leaves are light in Han, Moon and Autumn. Inspirational cock crows, thinks, and is in the same boat through thick and thin, which is shocking. All over the lake, I hate Qin Tingya. Long song, I want to go to heaven, and I want to be featherless against the wind. Want to swim in the mud, want to swim in the river and worry about the cold. Joan, Jade, Yu Pei Shanshan, Hui, Gui, Gui, Ling, Hui and Lan. How red and blue is Zezhong? It's windy and rainy. The grass is full of joy, where is the beauty? The clothes are mysterious, the clothes are jade crowns, and the Ming Dynasty hangs down to take six bears. The road was long and Xiu Yuan was full of tears. Food and wine can't be eaten, and heptachlor is photographed in style. The wind blows the string and destroys the heart, and the moon and stars are weak. Xilin Night Cry, Xilin Mountain Night Cry, Xilin Mountain is full of autumn grass. A passenger's boat was not tied and was blown loose in Jiangxi. However, I remember that Jia Linbin and Meng Gong wrote articles all over the world. I have been to Baiyun before, but I didn't find the fallen leaves all over the mountain when I knew that the people in Meng Gong Lake and the sea and the water in Gu Yue was sparkling. When we meet, we cry about what's going on in the world, lead a drunken life, and be affectionate. Last year, Ping Ling died of drums and crossed the Wujiang River with others. This year, the dream is broken, and the flag still reflects the sunset. The natural and unrestrained Qin Ting burst into tears, as if Liaocheng had a bigger arrow. The aunt wants to lift 60% off, and the vast sea will be safe! The heavens and the earth are swaying, the sun and the moon are accelerating, and the anger is like Changhong burying the belly of the fish. That year, Guo was heartbroken, and paper-cutting aroused the soul and shouted for the public. Fierce emperor rode a cloud to conquer the Six Dragons, climb the beard and control the first Wenzhong. We will meet underground and hate Taiwan with tears in our eyes. I wanted to come back and flap my wings, but I jumped into Se. His family was so pitiful that he became a guest of Tian Heng. Oh! Cry for Jiang Yunkai, but don't cry if you are arrested. Open, open! Build me a room next to the night platform when Frost Moon Leng Yue comes! Boundless sorrow and boundless sorrow, the old road of Guayun Mountain. Suddenly, the cuckoo cried blood and the pear blossoms opened early. Sorrow flies with trifles, but the lock on four mountains is hard to sweep. Sigh that spring scenery is twice as good as people every year, who is young! Pear blossoms and snowy moons, and the silk wind dawns; Willow swaying branches, cage smoke curled up. Three thousand white hairs are forbidden, and the mirror is empty. Zhu Yan, with jade sleeves, should also be old with Jin Zun. At that time, Changchun grass was being planted in the rocky juvenile court. In March, when I wrote "The Great Bereavement Letter", it changed greatly, and Mrs. Tired stayed at home. I have never seen the rise and fall of my family, nor have I seen the color. Although Germany is Qi Mei, it cannot be compared; Virtue filial piety, eternal difficulties. Unfortunately, I am going to die again; After my death, my wife had to be born again. There are two kindnesses in the world and a daughter in the world, so who can you trust? However, it is useless to persuade others to live! The wasteland has been abandoned and entrusted with weeds and waste smoke; Connecting branches with the same gas is equal to walking through the skin. Young people are widowed, only in the period of 29; The sea is flowing, and hundreds of battles are fighting for the flow. If you are alone, you will be physically tired. Alas, at this point, my heart is broken, my pen is sad, and my tears are dripping on the paper. If you want a book without words, it is difficult to speak. I am dead! I am dead! There is something wrong with the square inch. I have been painting for others all my life. Today, thinking about painting for my wife will be like a mess. Hearing the verdict, I couldn't say a word! Stop writing and break your heart. Last year, Jiangdong Chu Er was born [6], and all the famous ministers were sealed, which I never got. Lady! Lady! You're also the first to marry a woman. I'm tired of you. I was wrong about you! What's the point? Alas, seeing this paper is just like seeing me! Foreign language books serve Qin Zhuan Western Army. Nanxian road Next to the dresser. Self-talk about the new, a curtain of autumn shadow on dusk. I dreamed of breaking three rivers and months several times, worrying about killing five lakes and springs. Before the frost, the white goose shed tears and was drunk in the dream of Qingshan. & lt > heroes hate, tears are full of towels, and Ding Dongyu misses the sound. & lt front cavity > two eyebrows raised, full of worries to whom? Poor heaven and earth have no home, and the lake and the sea have not returned to the soul. Where are the three thousand swords buried? There are many people in Wan Li! & lt > heroes hate, tears full of towels, where can the three families die of Qin! As far as autumn clouds are concerned, I am left in the autumn wind when I am old. Add gloom and stifle my balcony like water mirror dust. For the sake of the Iraqi people, I left my anger behind several times and managed to pull out a desperate effort. Fish scales, geese fly to send Hengyang letters, plain books are not allowed. I am a crazy laugh. I miss the day when I tied my hair and joined the army, the day when I missed first frost, the day when I was scared by the sword, and the day when Lingyun flew. Flag in front of the tent, printed on the back of the waist, peach blossom horse, willow leaf, earthquake calendar Hu array. Time flies, leaving sorrow everywhere. Looking at Yunshan in the distance, the barrier was overgrown with grass. I hope to kill the storm of the day, the people of my hometown, the laughing lunatics and lonely ministers in the East China Sea. The wind is tight in the moon. Night is like a year, flowers are like rain, and heroes have temples. There are no points in the yellow flowers, but there are several people in the flowers. Recalling that year, Wu Gou and Wan Li were dusty under the moon. & ltAftersound > Pity, loneliness, poverty, hatred, haggard Jianghu, narrow escape, I dare to pay you back for a meal.