In this passbook, there is such a passage:
"Your majesty knows that he is stupid and it is difficult to pursue new progress; See if he's still noisy when he's old, or feed him to the king. "
I can see that this is a complaint in my heart.
The "new progress" here is a new school headed by Wang Anshi, which advocates political reform and innovation.
Su Shi opposed these people's ideas and thought they were sabotaging them. It is also for this reason that he was excluded from the capital. Who knows that when he got to the place, Su Shi still didn't think about repentance. Even the passbook was given to the emperor, and he was still complaining between the lines! As a result, the censors who had nothing to do immediately seized the opportunity of this performance, participated in his crime of "attacking state affairs and opposing the new law" and put him in prison.
This is the famous Wutai poetry case in history.
In the second year, with the help of people from all walks of life, 44-year-old Su Shi survived and was demoted to Huangzhou as assistant minister Ying Yong.
The following word was written at that time.
Xijiangyue (Uptown) Dream,
Life is cool in autumn several times.
At night, the sound of wind blowing leaves rings in the gallery.
Look at the eyebrows and temples.
Just made a few complaints and was actually locked up; I thought I was dead, but I was given a lighter sentence.
Looking back now, it's not like having a big dream.
But a person's life, can bear several times, such a cold world.
The autumn wind at night, blowing yellow leaves, kept ringing in the cloister.
Why don't you look like a leaf?
Look at the wrinkles on the forehead and the white hair between the temples.
Xijiangyue (Xiatan) is often worried about the lack of tourists.
The moon is often obscured by clouds.
Who is alone with * * * on Mid-Autumn Festival?
Looking at the north sadly.
Wine is not good, so I always worry that no guests will come.
September is a bright month, but it is always covered with dark clouds.
Then, on this Mid-Autumn Night, who will watch this round of lonely moonlight with me? Thinking of this, I can only raise my glass and look sadly to the north.
Su Shi is in Huangzhou, which is now Huanggang, Hubei. The capital of the Northern Song Dynasty was Bianliang, which is today Kaifeng, Henan.
So Su Shi's Treatise on Febrile Diseases is actually looking at the capital of song dynasty. Here, he compares himself to a "wine base" and Song Shenzong to a "bright moon covered by clouds". Perhaps in his heart, he wished that Song Shenzong could value him.
Such a big poet can't see through the ups and downs of life and career?
Of course not.
It's just that "the world is a big dream, and life is cool in autumn", and time passes too fast. I have reached middle age and am about to get old, but my ambition has not been paid and my life has not yet started. How can I not worry?
Perhaps this is the anxiety of middle age?
I know very well in my heart that I will get old if I don't toss, but there are always too many fetters in this world, involving my own energy and binding my hands and feet.
Afraid of being so old. But it seems that it can only be so old.