Chapter 5 Qu Yuansi

Qu Zi wandered around Dongting Lake for ten years. According to research, he has been to many places including Jiangnan, and finally arrived in Miluo, Changsha.He wandered around Dongting Lake year after year.At that time, Dongting Lake was much larger than it is now, surrounded by mountains and forests, and wild animals often appeared.Qu Zi was alone, walking heavily.At the beginning, there were still people taking care of him, but he was suffering from driving wildly with him, and then ran away.When he went back to his hometown Zigui, his parents killed chickens and sheep, and he got drunk two or three times.One day, before dawn, he quietly set out on the road again.There are indications that he lived every day close to death, otherwise he would have returned home.When there is a storm in my chest, how can I spend my old age peacefully?The body and mind tend to be consistent, and it seems that there is only staggering.Thoughts and emotions are chaotic, and their inner motivation gradually turns into the rhythm of poetry.Chusheng, Chuyu, Chudi, Chuwu, Chusu... He is an authentic regional poet, heaven, earth, people, gods and ghosts are all in one.

In Qu Zi's middle-aged work "Li Sao", the idea of ​​death has become clearer.He mentioned Peng Xian several times, even considering the way of death.Peng Xian was a sage of the Chu state, but he also had no ambitions and died by throwing himself into the water. "Although he died nine times, he still has no regrets", for whom did he die without complaint?He is not only a king, but also the common people in the world: "The cultivation of resentful spirits is mighty, and they will never understand the hearts of the people." Qu Zi's "Heavenly Questions" was completed by the Dongting Lake, and more than 170 questions were shot into the sky like cannonballs.The depth of thinking and the breadth of questioning will no longer be expected by future generations.

His questioning, and his broad vision developed by questioning, are similar to those of Laozi and Zhuangzi.It's a pity that this road is gradually overgrown with thorns and difficult to identify.The height is unmatched, and people say it is illusory. The intricate relationship between literati and politics has been preserved. He kept walking, no matter where he went, the land of Chu State was under his feet.One day, he sat on a rock and looked at the vast Dongting Lake. Bad news continued to come from the direction of Yingdu, and our poet remained calm.The poems he wrote here are filled with the breath of plants and wetlands.The destruction of a country and the death of a person are already the same thing.He waited patiently and talked to the fisherman who recognized him. ——The famous long dialogue may have been fabricated by "Historical Records" and refined folklore.It said: "Qu Yuan traveled to the riverside, and was issued Yinze Bank, with a haggard color and a haggard appearance. When the fisherman saw it, he asked, "Isn't your son a Sanlu doctor? Why did you come here?" Qu Yuan said: "The world is turbid and I am alone, everyone is drunk and I am alone, so let it go.'”

The beautiful and loyal widow also advised him and reprimanded him, asking him to turn around and not to fight with the gangsters and bring trouble on himself.The daughter-in-law may be Qu Yuan's girlfriend.Citing history as an example, Qu Yuan explained the truth to this woman who loved him dearly. After speaking, he sighed and said: "I used to be sad when I was in trouble. I took Ruhui to cover up my tears and touched the waves of my lapel. wave." All that needs to be said has been said.The end of language is the end of life... The poet's state of mind at this time is as light as autumn clouds, and his eloquent eloquence has gone with the surging river.

He ate well and slept soundly.Worry is a thing of the past. —Yes, he had never been so calm before.Come to watch the stars at night, and watch the river during the day.He chooses a date. Mr. Xiang, Mrs. Xiang... He smiled.As for that Zheng Xiu, he really looks good.How is she better than Nanzi, Mrs. Wei Linggong, whom Confucius swore to curse?How is she better than King You of Zhou who is willing to pay thousands of dollars for Baosi?The fact that beauties harm the country and the people is exaggerated, how can they have such great ability?Zheng Xiu sang "Ode to Orange", which is very beautiful.She was only sixteen or seventeen at the time...

The emperor's son descended to Beizhu, and his eyes were dim and sorrowful. The autumn wind curls up, and the waves in Dongting come under the leaves. These are a few sentences in "Nine Songs. Mrs. Xiang". "Dizi" refers to the two daughters of Emperor Yao and the two concubines of Emperor Shun: Ehuang and Nvying.Emperor Shun died on his southern tour, and the two sisters embraced each other and wept. Tears spilled all over the bamboo forest beside the Xiangjiang River, leaving behind thousands of years of tears. This is how the bamboos that can be seen everywhere in the south today come from.When Ehuang and Nvying burst into tears, they embraced each other and threw themselves into the river to die.Later generations commemorate them and regard them as goddesses.

This is another death image.In Qu Yuan's poems, death and beauty are inseparable. Sitting on the stone, Qu Yuan thought: King Huai has been dead for many years, but I heard that Zheng Xiu is alive and well... He was always looking in the direction of Yingdu. In the 22nd year of King Qingxiang of Chu (278 BC), General Bai Qi of the Qin Army invaded Yingdu, killed and burned, and overturned the tombs of King Huai of Chu and the tombs of successive Kings of Chu.All the luxurious palaces in Chu State, including Zhangtai Palace, which was the most famous in the world and took two hundred years to build, were all reduced to scorched earth.

Yingdu was destroyed.He wrote "Ai Ying". "The impure fate of the emperor, what is the shock of the people? The people are separated and lost, and Fang Zhongchun moves east..." Lingbo, the god of death, came. He chose May 5th, and the location was Miluo River. He wrote his last poem "Huaisha". "If you know death and don't give up, please don't love me; if you tell a gentleman clearly, I will think you are like me!" ——An ancient sage gentleman, I tell you clearly, I will treat you as the same kind. A white-haired old man in his seventies is holding a stone and throwing himself into the waves.