He wrote the "wonderful words" about Mid -Autumn Festival in history, and also used the frustration of frustration into a chic life.

When the moon is there, ask the wine to ask Qingtian.

I do n’t know what year is the day of the palace.

I want to return to the wind, and I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world.

Turn to Zhuge, low -time households, and sleep without sleep.

There should be no hate.

People have sadness and joy, and the moon is full of yin and clear.

Nung, moon and new moon.

Every Mid -Autumn Festival, there are always people singing this word. It is called the most famous Mid -Autumn Festival poem, and no one has surpassed. And the author of this word--

He was bumpy in his life, and he was out of his life, but he was the "big coffee" in the Northern Song Dynasty literary circles. Fans went up to the emperor, to the people of the city, and even the fans of Goryeo, Liao, and Xixia came to like him.

He was framed by the villain who was jealous of him, and repeatedly degraded him to the place where he was far away from Beijing, but wherever he went, there were flowers that were blooming in bloom and breeze for him.

He was determined throughout his life: I live abnormally, and I want to use my feet to realize the dream of "poetry and the distance".

He is -Su Dongpo.

This article is reproduced from the WeChat public account "Wenhui Education" (ID: wenhuieducation), a subsidiary of Wen Wei Po. The original first was released on September 22, 2018. The original text has been deleted, which does not mean watching think tank views.

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In the first year of Song Renzong Jingyou, in 1036 AD, a baby was born in the beautiful Meishan City. There is no flash flash, no thunderous thunder, calm like every ordinary day we have experienced.

During his youth, important people in his life made their debut, but most of them left dimly, leaving only his brother Su Zhe, accompanied him until the end of his life.

The first is his mother. She is no less inferior to her mother -in -law who is tingling on her son's back. She influences Su Dongpo's life outlook and values.

She taught her son to read "Fan Ye Biography" from an early age, and planted a kind, upright, and brave seed in the small Dongpo's heart.

His father, that is, the "Su Laoquan, 27, the 27th, the anger and reading of the book" in the "Three -character Sutra", is also a loyal practitioner who "teaches more than words and teach". He is studying with his two sons Learn until he trained his son to occupy three places in the "Eighth and Song Eight Everyone".

His sister (there is no Su Xiaomei in history, it is everyone who loves Dongpo, fabricated a sister who has the same personality as him), loves Dongpo very much, but died soon after marriage.

And his mother suddenly died when the three of their father and son entered Beijing, and the news of the scholars in their exams did not wait. This must be said to be a huge regret in Su Dongpo's heart.

Soon, Wang Fu, who was very affectionate and loved with him, gave birth to his son.

Just when Su Dongpo embarked on his career, prepared a big job to realize his aspiration to the country, his instructor, spiritual leader, and supporter of literature -father, his life died.

Destiny seems to try how strong this young man's anti -blow ability is. Just one year after his father died, his wife he loved died of illness.

Su Dongpo, who was hit hard, helped his father and wife Lingyu to Meishan and buried them beside his mother's grave.

Can anyone continue to live strongly under the blow of their loved ones? Su Dongpo is not as optimistic as we imagine. After all, he is human, not God.

He washed his face with tears every day. For three years, he had not written a poem.

Until ten years later, he suddenly dreamed of his wife who had passed away for a long time on a lonely night, and got up to write a word under the Qinghui of Moonlight, and we knew how deep his pain was.

"Jiangchengzi · Remembering Dreams"

Ten years of life and death.

Don't think about it, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, there is nowhere to talk about desolate.

Even if the meeting should be unknown, the dust is full of face, and it is like frost.

Ye Lai You Meng suddenly returned to his hometown.

Xiaoxuan window, we are dressing up.

Without words, only tears have thousands of lines.

It is expected that the intestines are broken every year.

His word did not make his wife Wang Yan's heart sad. On the contrary, she respectively respecting this deeply affectionate husband and spent the most disappointed period in life; his later servant Yun Yun also gave him to him. The admiration has become a confidante of Su Dongpo's "full stomach".

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If Su Dongpo's youth, his blows came from his family, then his bumpy experience after his lifetime came from a person.

This person is also like the god of literature in the Northern Song Dynasty. His "spring breeze and the south bank of the green river, when will the moon return to me", "There are several plums in the corner, Ling Han opened alone", " The highest level "is a household name.

If you say that this person is jealous of Su Dongpo, then you are wrong. He and Su Dongpo are in the "Eight Persons of the Tang and Song Dynasties", and they really admire each other sincerely and push each other.

But their political opinions are very different.

This person is Wang Anshi.

Wang Anshi is an ideal person. He prepares reform with the support of Song Shenzong. "Reform" is not to say anything. After all, we are not studying history here, but Wang Anshi has a very large personality shortcoming, that is, he can't listen to the persuasion of anyone and feel impatient.

Some villains who settled in his personality used his weaknesses to promote the results and exaggerate the results when promoting the blue seedlings, exemption methods, and armored laws. Dedicated officials to remote areas. Su Dongpo's derogatory official road kicked off, but he did not disappoint the fans: Since I can't show my political ambitions, I will move to my literary position!

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On the edge of the West Lake, he faces the lotus flowers:

The water light is good, and the mountains are empty.

It is advisable to compare the West Lake to Xizi, light makeup.

Su Dongpo loves it too much. Here is the legend of the white lady, as well as the delicious "squirrel fish", a long embankment, planting willow. This is Su Di Chunxiao.

Maybe some people watch Su Dongpo's life too moisturized and too high, stabbing their hearts: Do you still think you have poetry and fields in the distance? Let you see what else is there in the distance!

There are fields in the distance, but what you see is a piece of locust over the field.

In 1074, Su Dongpo was 38 years old and was degraded.

At that time, Mizhou was making a locust accident, and Su Dongpo personally joined the team to capture locusts.

Seeing that the people were displaced due to natural disasters, his heart was more sad than that of locusts, but what made him more sad was that in addition to natural disasters, there were more people. In Xixia invaded the Song Dynasty, some people suggested surrender!

He rode on the horse sadly, and in the name of hunting, he took the bow in the direction of the northwest, and chanted a word loudly:

The old man talked about the youth madness, left Huang, right Qingcang, brocade mink, Qianqi roll, Hiranga!

It is said that this "Jiangchengzi · Mizhou Hunting" is the first word in history. It has changed the sadness of Liu Yongshi in the past and the love of children. Su Dongpo ran all the way on the road of bold words, until he wrote the eternal "Niannu Jiao" when he was degraded Huangzhou, and became the originator of the prouds of Song Ci. He did not stop his writing.

Because this word is so famous, it has no one to surpass it on the Song Word rankings, so the full word is as follows, so that readers can feel Dongpo's style again.

"Niannujiao · Chibi Waiku"

Go to the east of Dajiang, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic figures.

In the west of the base, humanity is the Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang Chibi.

The stones were empty, the waves were shore, and the snow was rolled up.

Picturesque, a moment how many hero!

Thinking about Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao was married at first, and he was male.

Yu Fan Lun Towel, talks between laughter and fascination.

Therefore, the country swims, and the passion should laugh at me, and get born early.

Life is like a dream, one bottle is still Jiangyue.

Yes, life is like a dream, what else is more important than living?

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He was unwilling to bow his head to fate or alive. However, his fate placed his loved ones thousands of miles away. Su Dongpo and his younger brother did not meet for seven years.

In the Mid -Autumn Festival in a certain year, he looked at the moon in the sky and was sad. It was his god injury, and it also achieved the pinnacle of writing moon poems in the history of literature.

When the moon is there, ask the wine to ask Qingtian. I do n’t know what year is the day of the palace.

More than a thousand years later, a singer named Faye Wong sang it with her gentle and soft voice. When each of us sang and blessed in our hearts, "I hope that people will last long, thousands of miles together", Su Dongpo, his spirit The temperament has infiltrated the bone marrow of each intellectual or even every common people.

It is such a person who praises love and can't help crying; he praises his affection and achieves eternal singing. A smile, anger and scolding in his life can become a poem. Even if he faces the disaster, he will never let him live.

People like Su Dongpo, he will not be satisfied with just writing personal sadness, joy, and hateness. He thinks more people in his eyes, the people, and the society.

Therefore, he must be written with a pen that he can't see, which gives those villains a chance. They finally seized the opportunity to put him into prison. This is the famous "Wutai Poetry Case".

Su Dongpo was locked in prison for four months and twenty days, and was released before New Year's Eve. After leaving the prison, he took a deep breath with his nose and felt the joy of blowing the breeze on his face. In the cry of the magpie, he saw pedestrians passing by on the street. So he blurted out:

I am tired of the text of my life.

He was stuffed back to his Japanese horse, and the east of the city was not fighting the young chicken.

After chanting, he laughed: I am really incurable!

He then wrote his poems, and he loved life even more.

He prayed for the rain and named his pavilion "Xiyu Pavilion" to remember it;

He lived in a trap, and he personally opened up the land on the east of the east after his own at home, and collected himself as "Dongpo Jushi";

He went to the river to fish, hired a small boat, and said with the fisherman, and said proudly: "Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are lighter to the horse, who is afraid of?"

His calligraphy occupies a place in "Su Huangmi Cai";

He copied Wu Daozi's murals that make people see the authenticity;

He is keen to eat. The Dongpo meat and Dongpo elbow we are familiar with are his inventions;

He ate delicious lychee in Huizhou and said with a smile: 300 litchi in the sun, and he was a Lingnan native;

He sometimes smelly, and put on his own Dongpo Hats to be proud of the city;

The farthest place he was degraded was the distant Hainan Island, where the plague was rampant and the people were ignorant. He taught them to dig wells and boil them with Chinese herbal medicine.Native

His footprints are all over the north and south of the river. The poems he have written in the past thousands of years and spaces have circulated. The words he said before dying made us now people can bear it: "I have not tasted evil in my life, and I will not enter hell."

When we sighed and couldn't help crying for his bumps, we always appeared in front of us with a smile on a smile. He said:

If you know what you know everywhere, it should be like Fei Hongza Snow Mud.

Occasionally, the claws were left on the mud, and Hongfei recovered.

Yeah, what happened to people's life like snow mud claws. What can you leave those shallow footprints on the snow?If your dream is in the blue sky, then fly up; if your dream is in the distance, go forward.

Su Dongpo, he used his life to live frustration -chic.

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