As we all know, Su Shi wrote this word to commemorate the Mid-Autumn Festival and miss his younger brother Su Zhe. Su Shi's younger brother Su Zhe is not only affectionate, but also kind.
Shortly after Su Shi and Su Zhe were promoted to Jinshi, the news of their mother's death came from their hometown, and the two brothers had to resign and go back to their hometown to mourn their mother. After two years and three months of mourning, he returned to Beijing, with Su Shi as the judge of Fengxiang House and Su Zhe as the military attache of Shangzhou. But at this time, their father Su Xun is old, and one of the two brothers must stay in Beijing to take care of his father. So the son declined politely and sent his brother to the official career. Later, Su Shi made many enemies in Beijing because of his naturally flamboyant personality. In the "Wang Anshi's political reform", he was at odds with the reformists, which led to his younger brother having to live in exile, and the two brothers could not see each other for many years. Su Shi always felt that his brother was incompetent.
The taste of missing, caring, worrying and feeling ashamed lingers in Su Shi's mind, which makes this Mid-Autumn Festival even more sad. At this time, Su Shi cooked himself a bowl of soup. He told himself and the whole world that people can't be happy and the moon can't be round, which has been the case since ancient times. Why bother about this temporary difference? You and I are at peace, and the moon is bright tonight. What can I ask?
This chicken soup now says something like this: If you are well, it will be a full moon.
Everyone will get old, and Su Shi is no exception. But Su Shi's later years are more of an inner sense of vicissitudes. These two words, the first one was written when he was 38 years old, and the second one was written when he was 45 years old, barely middle-aged. But in Su Shi's own view, he is really old.
Su Shi was really smooth sailing before he was twenty, of course, because he was really excellent, and in the following years, God didn't treat him very well. At the age of twenty-three, he began his official tour, and at the age of twenty-five, he lost his wife. In his early thirties, he was suppressed by the North Korean establishment and asked to leave Beijing. Then there was a lawsuit that affected his life-Wutai Poetry Case. Injustice, imprisonment, relegation, exile, put all this on a person's head, and he will "turn into snow at night although it is still black in the morning".
But he's not old. "Temper cream" means that I admit that I am old. "So what?" But so what! Compared with this sentence, Huan killed more tactfully. Su Shi is swimming in Qingquan Temple, and there is a stream in front of the temple. Under normal circumstances, "a river flows eastward", but this stream flows westward because of its special terrain. Su Shi suddenly found a magic weapon to comfort his own people into middle age. It is said that people's years are like running water. "When will they go to the West?" But don't you think this stream flows west?
This chicken soup is probably written now: forget the existence of age and you will always be young.
When writing this travel note, Su Shi had been demoted to Huangzhou for four years. In Huangzhou, in addition to the hardships of life, there are also grievances. What is even more difficult for him to let go is that traitors, villains and monks are still singing big dramas, and the country is moving towards a situation that he does not want to see.
He and his best friend in the same boat strolled in the courtyard full of moonlight, and saw the moonlight shining from the gap between bamboo forest and cypress tree, which was very quiet. Then he looked at himself and his friends who had fallen in official career but were not depressed, and asked: Which night was there no moon? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? Moonlight and bamboo cypress are not unusual, but there are few idle people like us there.
An "idle man" has contempt for the adulterer, the secular world and the darkness.
This chicken soup is probably written now: there is no despair in the world, only desperate people.
This word was born later, which means that Su Shi is older. Sometimes I think pessimistically that people are not constantly gaining in this life, but constantly losing. Su Shi has lost too many things. In April this year, he will lose a beautiful spring.
According to legend, after Su Shi wrote this poem, he asked his favorite concubine Wang Chaoyun to sing. Chao Yun suddenly stopped singing in the middle. Su Shi asked her why, and Chao Yun said, "I can't sing the sentence of hurting spring." Su Shi said with a smile: "Flowers leave red" is death, but "green apricots are small" is a new life. "Liu Mian blows less" is lost, but "where there is no fragrant grass" is gained. Why not sing?
This chicken soup is probably written now: God closes a door for you and will definitely open a window for you.
Once I went to dinner with a friend. She was so healthy and vegetarian, but I was heartless. Facing a table of clear soup and thin water, I sigh again and again. She wisely said: "Plain is the greatest happiness in life!" "Ha ha, although the food is light, her bowl of chicken soup is so greasy that I can't eat any more.
On second thought, isn't this the so-called "human taste is pure joy"? I dried this bowl of chicken soup.