The smell of fireworks in the world, the most soothing to the hearts of mortals, the twilight of the cold days, we come to enjoy an ancient poem, written fresh and chic, full of charm.
The Northern Song Dynasty poet Su Shunqin, one of his poems "Drinking", is simple and ordinary, containing the taste of life and the perception of life.
The cold finches are noisy and full of bamboo branches, and the wind is frightening and the jade flowers are flying.
The frosted orange sugar crab is new and beautiful, and you are drunk and feel that everything in life is wrong.
Before appreciating the poems, let's first understand the author, and the writing background at that time, we will gain a deeper reading experience.
In the fourth year of Qingli, that is, in 1044, Su Shunqin was involved in the turmoil of his official career, and various disputes led to the frustration of officialdom, and he was dismissed. Having an unfortunate and embarrassing event, the poet sighed to himself, "Give the sin and go home."
In the long river of history, this is just an occasional splash, which is commonplace, and it is not surprising.
Life has ups and downs, and it is natural to be normal. For Su Shunqin, he had no choice but to accept the arrangement of fate calmly and began to plan for the rest of his life.
Life still goes on. He chose Suzhou, known as the "land of fish and rice", as a place to live in seclusion. At first, I rented a house, but in the summer, it was hot and humid, and I was very depressed.
Fortunately, his family background is not thin, and he can do what he likes willfully.
One day on a trip, he took a fancy to the idle abandoned garden of the Sun family, about dozens of acres, connected to a lake, winding paths, and covered with flowers and bamboos. Su Shunqin felt that this was a treasure of feng shui, so he bought it without hesitation, spending about 40,000 yuan.
His friend Ouyang Xiu wrote a poem jokingly, "The breeze and the moon are priceless, but it's a pity that they are only sold for 40,000 yuan."
Since you have bought land, you have to build a garden or something, and a gazebo is also essential.
The water of the waves is clear, and you can wet it;The water of the waves is turbid, you can wet my feet", like this kind of casual ease, the name of the pavilion is called "Canglang Pavilion".
Usually boating and playing, often singing with poetry friends. On frosty and snowy days, he drank alone, and he was also happy.
The poem introduced today is full of a strong atmosphere of life and is full of yearning.
The cold finches are noisy and full of bamboo branches, and the wind is frightening and the jade flowers are flying.
There should be a spacious yard with bamboo planted inside the walls. In the morning and evening, there are birds chirping and flying around in the bamboo bushes, always in flocks, and they will also land in the open space of the courtyard, jumping up and down. Sparrows are not very afraid of people. They have no worries, foraging and singing all day long.
It's nice to have a yard, plants, and birds. It's cold at dusk, but the garden is still full of life.
However, after all, it was winter, and the north wind was blowing from far and near, whirring, and the wind was a little whimpering. The poet lives at home, listening to the wind and thinking about his thoughts.
At dusk, the sound of the wind turned to a trickle, and the poet pushed the window to look, and it turned out that there were snowflakes floating in the sky, perhaps snow particles. They fall on the bamboo branches and leaves, making a rustling sound that is pleasant to listen to and reassuring.
The frosted orange sugar crab is new and beautiful, and you are drunk and feel that everything in life is wrong.
The freshly brewed rice wine at home is starting to smell good, so you can take it out and drink a few glasses. The frosted mandarin orange is honey sweet and tastes delicious.
"Sugar crab" refers to the crab that has been pickled in a dregs of salt, that is, a crab that has not been soaked in a drenched liquor, which is salty and delicious, and it is very delicious.
There are wine, crabs and fruits, drinking with chela, a few glasses of wine are down, and people are slightly drunk. After being drunk and full, I suddenly felt that everything in the world was like a cloud of smoke, and right and wrong were not enough to linger.
In the cold winter, the most beautiful thing is to drink and drink. An ancient poem, the years are quiet, and the world is happy.
Author: Green Window Flower Shadow.