Chapter 19 There are still peach blossoms flowing on the water, and the bamboo leaves without words are in front of the drunken statue

Stubborn and open-minded The sunset is like brocade.The setting sun, as sharp as a golden sword, cut the poet's heartstrings.The past is ups and downs, looming.The heart is as lonely as blood, who knows.At this time, the world is lonely, and the sound of peach blossoms flying down can be heard. In private, Liu Yuxi said with emotion in his poem of rewarding Bai Juyi: Bashan Chushui is desolate, abandoned for twenty-three years. Reminiscing about the flute and fu in nostalgia, I look like a Lanke person when I go to the countryside. Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, Wan Muchun in front of the sick tree.

Listen to a song of Junge today, and temporarily rely on a glass of wine to grow your spirit. Although he didn't feel depressed, he definitely had some sadness.The people who used to be brilliant and pointed out the country, now returning to the prosperous Yangzhou, have the desolate meaning of Lankeshan people.One day in the middle of the mountain, thousands of years have passed in the world. The most ruthless thing is that time is like an arrow, and the arrow pierces your heart. It can easily shoot your face covered with dust and your temples like frost. No matter how powerful the ambition of helping the world is, it can't hold back the years that flow like water, and how many good years are wasted in the years of wandering.Young people are easy to grow old, the past is like a dream.

In another song "Recalling Jiangnan", Liu Yuxi wrote: Spring is gone, and we will cherish the sunny year together.There are still peach blossoms flowing on the water, and bamboo leaves without words are in front of drunken statues.Only to see the blue sky. It can be seen that he also misses the capital, and wants to return to a place where he can be powerful and show his strength.But I believe that if he does it all over again, his nature will remain the same, and his nature will not change.Ten years later, when he came back from Lianzhou, he wrote the poem "Revisiting Xuandu Temple".As before, as soon as the poem was published, Liu Yuxi was demoted to Hezhou.With his vigor, he almost caught up with Dayu to control the floods, and he never entered the house after passing through the house three times.

It was in Hezhou that he wrote the "Humble Room Inscription" that has been passed down through the ages. As a knowledgeable person of the gentry class, Bai Juyi was much more tactful compared to Liu Yuxi's persistence.He also wrote poems that exposed the darkness of the court, the eunuchs' plundering, and the oppression of good people, such as "The Charcoal Seller".But after experiencing relegation once, he was not so attached to officialdom, and voluntarily chose a relatively leisurely official position, staying away from official disputes. Bai Juyi's later poems are more inward, indulging in the things around him, the departure of old people, his own illness, daily meals, sudden dreams, and the changes of the seasons of the flower moon, all of which can touch his heart. The mood changed secretly.On the contrary, the promotion of official positions and changes in the political situation cannot make him worry about it.

Bai Juyi lived in seclusion in Luoyang in his later years, and what he adopted was the way of seclusion in the court.The warmth of the world is still there, but I just withdraw from right and wrong, and no longer force it. People often have two attitudes in the world, one is to forge ahead, and the other is to let nature take its course.For people like Liu Yuxi, it is joyful to know that there is nothing to be done.He strives to change, even if nothing can be changed in the end, his sense of accomplishment has already appeared in the process of pursuit. For a person like Bai Juyi, being optimistic and knowing one's fate is happiness.Things are inherently unknown.You can't imagine the situation too beautifully, imagine yourself too powerful, man is not an omnipotent savior.The development of all things has its own natural law, do your best and retire in due time.Accepting unchangeable facts may not be positive enough, but it is a calm attitude towards life.

All his life Liu Yuxi has been looking for some sort of bright answer, but in fact the answer has been hidden in his old place for him to discover. The blooming and thanking of the peach blossoms is a silent proof.The soft and beautiful peach blossom is the time of resoluteness, and time confronts people with indifference.Regardless of whether the Taoist Taoist planting peaches is present, whether the dignitaries come to appreciate them, or whether the poets come to see them, the sun rises and the flowers bloom as usual. Anyone can live a very wanton and exciting life, but for the long and fast time, no one matters.

Goodbye Peach Blossom, I know he will also feel sad and lonely. "Stop singing Zhenyuan worship songs, there were not many court officials at that time."The sunset is like a brocade, and the setting sun, as sharp as a golden sword, cut the poet's heartstrings.The past is ups and downs, looming.The heart is as lonely as blood, who knows.At this time, the world is lonely, and the sound of peach blossoms flying down can be heard. The old friend is not there, the past is hard to follow, time has stopped flowing, and I feel the desolate beauty of the world. Any stalwart effort will eventually collapse, small, and sad, just like a stream flowing into the sea.Fortunately, he can bear the waves now, and his emotions are only ups and downs in his heart, which cannot control him.

Although his accomplishments are short-lived and bright like a shooting star, I am gratified that Liu Yuxi has a broad mind, and he will enjoy a long life after returning safely.Years of torment did not reduce him to a little literati in a hurry.The wisdom of survival is to let the poor become calm, not to use it for officialdom. Frustration in his official career did not make him confined to his own likes and dislikes, and he lost his mind to contemplate history.A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes.People have to go through the baptism of time, even if they fail, they are still winners.

His nostalgic words are written so vastly and boundlessly, which are related to his experience.This is a man with the world in his heart, although he finally reprimanded Fang Qiu for not being in politics.In the text, he points out the past and the present, and the country is in hand.This is the compensation God gave him.Compared with his premature political career, his wonderful poems can lead the world and give people endless power. He was a prodigal son who was exiled by the court, but turned around and became a singer who recorded the rise and fall of the times with words. People will grow old, love is gone.No matter how future generations remember it, the glory of the Tang Dynasty will never come back.The prime time is gone—this iron-like sorrow belongs to all those who stand on the ruins, not just him.

It is not happy when the flowers bloom, and it is not sad when the flowers fall.Let us be calm and silent flower appreciators under the peach tree.When I read his poems, I think of his brave persistence for his ideals all his life, and think of preserving his innocence. If someone, after going through thousands of twists and turns, can laugh and say "Liu Lang from the past is here again" when things go wrong and people go wrong, I will applaud with high five!This is true open-mindedness and perseverance.