Get to the point: If you ask my favorite great writer, there is no doubt that Su Shi will rank first, followed by Li Bai and Xin Qiji. Love for him is not only verbal, but also spiritual guidance, and his personality charm is praised and worshipped. For thousands of years, his unique writing style shows his heroic temperament and open-minded attitude, which has influenced generation after generation. The modern great man also made a classic evaluation of his life without stint.
Su Shi (1036—110/), a native of Meizhou, was born in Dongpo.
On1February 19 three years ago, Song Renzong jingyou was born in a wealthy family in Meishan. He entered school at the age of six and could write amazing poems at the age of ten. At the age of twenty, he was already a scholar and enjoyed a good reputation. My younger brother Su Che and my father Su Xun are both famous for their works. The names of father and son shocked the capital, and they were called "Su San".
Throughout Su Shi's life, his career was extremely unsatisfactory, from the Minister of War (provincial and ministerial level) to the deputy ambassador of Zhou County's Yong Ying (the Minister of Armed Forces, hanging idle posts). In February of the second year of Xining, "Wang Anshi" was forced to leave Beijing and moved to Hangzhou, Mizhou, Xuzhou and Huzhou as officials because he opposed the new law and disagreed with Wang Anshi's political views.
Yuan Feng was forty-two years old and was imprisoned for Wutai Poetry. Later, he was granted a worldwide amnesty, and his friends interceded for him. After 103 days in prison, he finally escaped death. He was immediately demoted to Huangzhou, and he was displaced all his life, and was demoted again and again, Huizhou and Hainan Lianzhou. Some people say that Huangzhou made him, and I think so. In Huangzhou, Su Shi became the well-known Su Dongpo. Let's not forget a good man, that is, "Xu Junyou" who was then the governor of Huangzhou. He gave Dongpo 50 mu of land, let Dongpo live a poor life and was willing to be an ordinary person to hoe the land. With a lot of leisure time, I study the way of keeping in good health, wine and delicacies. Dongpo elbow, Dongpo meat and Dongpo soup during this period. Created and imitated. In the past five years, Huangzhou has created outstanding works such as Red Cliff Fu, Nostalgia for Red Cliff, Huanxi Sand and Dingfengbo.
After reading Mr. Lin Yutang's biography of Dongpo, you will find that the so-called opposition to the new law is one-sided and does not conform to his whole value system. If the old party comes back and the new law is abolished, it is reasonable to say that he is a conservative of the old party and should support attacking the new party, but he advises against generalizing. From this perspective, he is not against innovation, but against unreasonable and inappropriate measures. I think it is his central idea to eliminate the pros and cons for North Korea. It is disrespectful to his personality and sloppy as a "historian" for history to classify him into the category of the old party. Su Shi was a rare perfectionist of that era, and as always, he stuck to his original heart, which was even more valuable in the curtain system of feudal society.
The home of Wendujian is close to Su Shi's residence. Wen has a daughter who has just grown up and is named "Chaochao". Her father loves her very much. At the age of marriage, it is difficult to find the right person. Wen couldn't bear to force her to go. Lai Su was overjoyed to learn about Huangzhou. Every night, Chao secretly listens to Su Shi's poems from his window. This is the happiest time of her day, because at this time she feels closest to Su Shi. She even thinks that if Su Shi doesn't accept her, she will be happy to listen outside his window all her life, at least by her side. Whenever Sue feels that someone has pushed the window down, ChaoChaoChao quietly dodges.
Su Hewen chatted and learned about Chao's feelings for himself. Sue was deeply moved. He thinks that he is too old for her to be young and beautiful, and he doesn't want to delay her lifelong event. So he was more determined to find a good scholar for her, but before he could implement it, he was persecuted again and exiled to Hainan, a lonely place. After many years, I returned to Huanggang to ask about Chaochao's recent situation. Finally, I missed myself and was buried on the beach outside the city, facing Hainan. Sue couldn't help but feel dejected and made the wonderful word "Bufu" out of grief.
Perhaps many people don't know that Steve Chou's "Cold lonely sandbar" is a song that is popular all over the country. It was written by his imperial poet "Chen Xinrong" from this "divination operator", and I also found the lyrics and songs by accident in 2009.
Huang Tingjian once praised this word: "The meaning is high, like eating fireworks and cannibalizing people. There is no thousands of books in the chest and no tacky things in the pen. Why is this?" It can be said that it is to the point! I chewed it for more than a hundred times, and often fell into emptiness in the middle of reading, and I couldn't extricate myself for a long time. Anyway, my expression is sad. Is it a pity for infatuated women, or a pity for Su Shi's sad life, or a sigh that talented people and beautiful women can't get married? Love is endless, I don't know why. ...
I seem to be on the top of a mountain, watching the river that never returns, and the waves are gone. Feel the choppy snow waves rolling, such as majestic warriors wearing bamboo hats and heading east with spears and swords. Another man sat by the river alone, with his eyes closed. At that time, the ancient battlefield in Chibi was vivid. Gone with the sky, stormy waves lapping on the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow, picturesque scenery, how many heroes at one time. The cliff is rocky and fierce rivers meet. With the shouts of killing, the sound is endless. I only sigh that the legacy of that year has been empty for a long time, and the water is still there today, but Jiang Lang and Sun Zhongmou have never seen it.
Have a soft spot for a good husband
His wife, Wang Fu, died in the capital in the second year of Yingzong Zhiping and was buried in her hometown in Sichuan the following year. It has been ten years since then. So I wrote this song "Jiangchengzi"
Remember dreams day and night on the twentieth day of the first month.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.
The tenth anniversary of his death is a touching day, with an undercurrent of emotion and the floodgates wide open. I wonder how many people in this world have loved him for ten years like him. He didn't downplay his mark on his dead wife, but missed him more strongly. What a good sentence, "Life and death are two boundless, without thinking, never forgetting." I met him in my dream, but I couldn't say a thousand words. The ups and downs of fate, the thrills of career, and the yearning of lovers are all crowded in one place, with only a thousand tears. It's really heartbreaking If you marry like Dongpo, you will have no regrets under the grave of Wang Fu.
Peak Wave is a light rain that Dongpo encountered on the way from Huangzhou to Husha Lake. It is an ordinary little thing, but he uses the topic to play, talk about natural phenomena, talk about life philosophy and have fun.
I like this word, which is different from other lyric categories. At this time, he is old, has experienced the ups and downs of his official career, and has no love for officialdom. This word is a summary of his life, detached and refined. Love the sentence "look back at the bleak place and go home." There is no rain or shine. " Looking back on what happened in my life, it was rain or shine in the end. This is a bit like the "Buddha-like" outlook on life that we said today, which embodies Su Shi's open-minded attitude. Also, pursue your dreams when you are young, and despise everything when you are old.
Hu Zaiyun once said: "Since Dongpo's Water Turn came out, all the remaining words have been abolished." Yes, just like Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River", the whole Tang Dynasty was submerged by an isolated article. Let me make a comparison first: "From the time of Emperor Taizong to the great poets such as Li Bai and Du Fu, they have been looking for their own styles, just like a hundred schools of thought contended in the pre-Qin period or the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and they all have their own unique styles. The Tang Dynasty explored for hundreds of years, and it was not until the publication of this song "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" that the real "Tang Yin" appeared. So you can't overestimate him. " Su Shi's "Water Turn to Song" played a grand finale here.
This poem was written in Xining for nine years, and it was his feeling when he missed his brother Su Che. The fairyland in the palace in the sky makes people yearn for it. I want to ride home in the wind, but I can't seem to turn around in the world. The first half and the second half of ancient myths and legends are rough, and people and the moon are helpful. It is called deductive physics, but it actually explains life. I didn't know until I saw Yuefu in Xie Zhuang, "I wish people a long time and a thousand miles of good scenery." It evolved from this poem, both of which are feelings of thinking about the moon and words, and they have something in common in Quyi. Su Shi's pen is like a dragon snake, which really answers the sentence "Reading breaks thousands of volumes and writing is like a god."
Things change, things change. A thousand years is so far away that you can't catch any trace of it. A thousand years is very near. As long as you can focus on fine products, ancient events will be clearly visible, as if you were in it. Einstein, a great scientist in modern times, said that time is an illusion and does not exist at all. So how did it exist thousands of years ago? That's right. For example, my brother-in-law Dongpo and I sat in the "Kuaizai Pavilion" and drank and talked about life. Do you have any questions?