Qianlong wrote more than 40,000 poems, which were rarely praised, but Liu Bang only two poems became a swan song
He is an emperor, she is an ordinary petty bourgeoisie, their fates should not be intertwined, but a poem, but their names are closely linked, even after a thousand years, people read and read, but there are still only these two eternal songs.
Emperors wrote thousands of poems, but no one cared about them; The common people left only two songs, but they will forever go down in history.
Fate is always playing a joke.
How could Qianlong have expected that the only posthumous work among the 40,000 poems is "Flying Snow", and the last sentence of this poem is not his own handwriting; How could Liu Bang have expected that among the countless literary legacies, only these two posthumous works would be immortal?
Coincidences in life are often unexpected, and how dare we speculate about God's will?
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Poetry awakens in ecstasy, who is the true genius among these flowers?
In 1711, a child was born in this vast country, with whom at first he did not"Poet"The word is linked together because he is destined to take on the weight of a country after all.
However, Emperor Yongzheng died at the age of ten, and Qianlong, who was still a child, ascended to the throne.
Becoming emperor at an early age is very stressful for a child. Fortunately, Qianlong did not give up, he tirelessly cared for the dynasty and showed great enthusiasm for literature and art.
I was so addicted to it that I couldn't help myself.
How many lonely nights, the emperor sat alone on the dragon chair, holding a paintbrush, staring for a long time.
What was he thinking? The architect had already built him a library with thousands of volumes, and the poet had already written the Siku Quanshu for him, but what else was he worried about?
But Qianlong knew that there was still something in his heart that needed to be poured out in the form of a poem.
I mean loneliness.
Because he is in a high position, he is destined to be lonely.
As the ruler of humanity, he was destined to be alone.
How do you express these feelings in your heart? Only poetry.
So, in the lonely night, Qianlong swayed with the wind and implicitly composed one tune after another.
He wrote about 40,000 poems in his lifetime, an unprecedented number. For more than a hundred years, he wrote one every day!
But no one will applaud.
Scholars believe that most of Qianlong's poems are mediocre, just a formal accumulation, not an expression of real emotions.
The only exceptions are:"Flying snow", this is a swan song for the ages.
Two. One by one, three, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, it flew into the grass.
A few simple lines of poetry describing snowflakes flying into the forest actually serve as the finishing touch.
Surprisingly, the last sentence of this popular work, which is also the most wonderful ending, is not in Qianlong's hands!
Qianlong then wrote the first few sentences, but he fell into a bottleneck, that is, he described the scene of snowflakes in the sky, and he was not satisfied with how he wrote it.
In the meantime, the court painter Zhang Zhao passed by, Qianlong told him about the current predicament, Zhang Zhao thought a little, and used a pencil to fill in this last sentence on the handwriting paper"The flying reeds are gone"。
Qianlong was very happy to see it and praised Zhang Zhao.
The last line breaks the impasse of the poem and makes the poem structure harmonious and perfect.
But history often surprises.
This work, of which Qianlong was most proud, was later regarded only as a children's book and was considered insignificant; The remaining 40,000 poems of Qianlong are almost unread and unappreciated by posterity.
I have to say that Qianlong was a prolific one"Emperor of Poetry"But it is a pity that the poems he wrote during his life were never praised by anyone.
But fate always likes to play such jokes.
Another person from Qianlong's time period, like Qianlong, was not born into an imperial family and did not receive a systematic cultural education, but he also left behind an amazing legacy of poetry.
He is Liu Bang, the ancestor of Han Gao.
Swear word. The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and Weijia is returning to his hometown"。
Surprisingly, these two wonderful sentences actually came from a man who was later considered"Illiteracy"The hand of the Emperor.
In 196 BC, Liu Bang returned from rebellion and passed through the small town of Pei County. He recalled the swords and swords of the past, and couldn't help but sigh:"In the past, I went back, and the willows followed; Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.
My name is Liu Bang, I am from Pei County, I started as a herding in the state, and I have stables, grain, pigs and sheep. I worked hard to get to where I am today. The establishment of the dynasty, the heavy responsibility on my shoulders, the internal and external difficulties, exhausted me. "
My old man, the country and the country, the princes and horses, will eventually be passed on to the descendants. It's a pity that the pride of the heavens, the favorite of the children and grandchildren, can't cultivate and manage this land, when will the mountains and rivers be calm? May the people of the world return to the dire straits. ".
The wine is strong and intimidating, and Liu Bang sings the huqin.
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, and Weijia is returning to his hometown"。
In a few words, he expressed his worries about the Han Dynasty and his hopes for his son.
This is the origin of the ancient song "Song of the Great Wind".
Later generations consider Liu Bang's poetry"Be concise", recited through the ages.
Another masterpiece of Liu Bang is little known to posterity.
That's it - honky tonk.
In 195 BC, Liu Bang was sick in bed and wanted to get rid of the crown prince Liu Ying and replace him with Liu Ruyi, the beloved son born to Madame Qi.
When Mrs. Qi found out, she cried to shake Liu Bang's determination.
Liu Bang asked Mrs. Qi to dance with a blank face.
When Mrs. Qi stopped crying or jumping, Liu Bang slapped the huqin and buckled it up.
Swans fly high and travel thousands of miles. Spread your wings and soar across the seas"。
What can we do if we are cut off from the four seas? What can we do with ribbons? "
Ms. Qi cried after hearing this"This swan is just a metaphor for Prince Liu Ying.
Liu Bang's importance is self-evident: Liu Ying is now strong and has deep roots, and even if Liu Bang wants to get rid of him, there is nothing he can do.
Liu Bang's "Song of the Big Bird" has gone through thousands of years of wind and rain and has been passed down as new. Compared with "Song of the Great Wind", this poem is more subtle and introverted, and it can better express Liu Bang's state of mind.
It is truly awe-inspiring that an emperor from humble origins could write such a magnum opus.
Time flies, and the white horse flies. Liu Bang and Qianlong have passed away for hundreds of years, but their names are still remembered thousands of years later. An emperor who wrote only two poems will live on forever; A talented man who wrote 40,000 poems could not escape the fate of being buried.
How can we anticipate the impermanence of life? Perhaps fate reminds us not to judge heroes by quantity, because the true measure of quality is quality. Less is more, and more is not necessarily better. Behind the disguise, we need to see the essence of poetry.
The story of these two people is just a drop of water in thousands of stories, but it is enough to make us reflect on the ripples of life. The years change, the flowers bloom and fall, the legend lives forever, and the song is long.