149 It is not easy to live

Just when everyone was speculating whether Qianlong would force Cao Xueqin to change the script, and whether Cao Xueqin would fight to the end, a new episode of the video was broadcast.

The content is quite new, it's this set poem, uh, it's quite chic.

[Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered. Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate. 】

[Today, let's take the Chinese test, if you know the name of this poem, please put the name of the poem on the public screen, if you don't know, you have been thinking about it for a hundred years! ] 】

[Haha, just kidding, how could everyone not know this thunderous famous poem? 】

["Grass", the accurate name is "Farewell to the Ancient Grass", when we were in elementary school, we all learned the first four sentences, and there are four sentences behind: Yuanfang invades the ancient road, and Qingcui connects the deserted city. He sent Wang Sun to go, full of farewell. 】

[Although this poem is an "exam-oriented essay" - all poems with the word "endowment" in front of the title should be tried - but it does not affect the poem's widespread reputation in the slightest.] 】

[Only the sentence "The spring breeze blows and grows", it expresses the tenacity of vitality and has become a swan song that has been passed down through the ages. 】

[The author of this poem, everyone also knows, Bai Juyi, a Tang Dynasty poet who can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Du. 】

[Don't think I'm satirizing Bai Juyi, you know, it was the Tang Dynasty, if you didn't know how to write poetry, you were embarrassed to go out to greet people. It is worthless to be able to write poems, and it is only when you dare to call Li Du "Li Dubai" with Li Du. 】

[In your impression, how old was Bai Juyi who wrote this poem? ] 】

[Five-year-old? Eight years old? Or ten years old? 】

[After all, there was Luo Bingwang who was five years old and sang a goose, and Sima Guang was eight years old and smashed the cylinder, so Bai Juyi had to write grass at the age of ten, right? ] 】

[It's a pity that Bai Juyi was sixteen years old when he wrote this poem, which is probably equivalent to a full score in the college entrance examination essay in later generations? ] 】

[And in the Tang Dynasty, not only look at the test results, but also have the recommendation of various people. Therefore, candidates have rushed to the door of the secretary of state and presented their masterpieces to them, which is called submitting papers. Those who vote to the Ministry of Rites are called public scrolls, and those who are voted to dignitaries and nobles are called line scrolls. 】

[So, Bai Juyi, a sixteen-year-old fresh candidate, came to Gu Jing's house. 】

[Speaking of care, you may be a little unfamiliar, in the Tang Dynasty, where the gods were everywhere, the sense of existence of the situation was extremely low, even if his most famous poem was summarized by later generations as a famous idiom "Red Leaves Love", it is not a top stream. 】

[But it's also a senior, and at that time, as a writer Saro (adjutant of the national political record?) ), can talk to high-ranking officials and nobles - Bai Juyi, a child from a small official family, can't expect to see the prime minister at once, right? 】

Gu said: "Your name is Bai Juyi?" ”

Bai Juyi: "It's exactly below." ”

Consideration: "Chang'an rice is expensive, and it is not easy to live in vain!" ”

Passerby: "Hahaha." ”

Bai Juyi: "Uh...... Why don't you read this poem of mine? I think it's okay. ”

Consideration: "Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old...... Good poetry, good poetry! If you have a word, it is easy to live! ”

[In fact, your mouth is quite damaged, you said that a young man came to you to blow it to each other, and you actually laughed at the name of the person, isn't it a little inappropriate? Why don't you ask Li Bai how white he is? 】

[Fortunately, Gu Gu is not a joker, but he is still very impressed by Bai Juyi's talent, and he changed his words to say that Bai Juyi is talented in poetry, and he can live a good life in Chang'an. 】

[It's a pity that the mouth of the situation is really not very reliable, and this is thirteen years. 】

[At that time, Bai Juyi was studying hard and enduring the distress of having no money. Although it has not been reduced to the extent of living in the basement with green hair, it is not much stronger than those "North Drifters". 】

[Fortunately, he met Yuan Zhen, a good friend with similar views, like-minded interests, sharing honor and disgrace, like glue, and destined for the next life! ] 】

[In the sixteenth year of Zhenyuan (800), in the Jinshi, in the eighteenth year, he and Yuan Zhi raised a book to judge the Diocesan Branch. 】

Yuan Zhen: "Hello Lotte, I am Yuan Zhen, the word is Weizhi, line nine, twenty-three this year, from Luoyang, Henan." ”

Bai Juyi: "Hello Weizhi, I am Bai Juyi, the word Lotte, twenty-two, Chinese New Year's Eve years old today, although I am from Taiyuan, Shanxi, but I was born in Henan, and we are also fellow villagers. ”

Yuan Zhen: "Lotte, congratulations, we all passed the exam, awarded the school secretary, and we will be colleagues in the future." ”

Bai Juyi: "What a coincidence! Remembering in the first year of Zhen, he first became the school secretary. The name is awarded on the same day, and the heart is known. ”

Yuan Zhen: "Lotte, I don't want to do this idle job anymore, I want to take the exam." ”

Bai Juyi: "Yuan Jiu, great, I think so too." There is no separation between the lungs and the intestines, and the shape and skeleton are uninhibited. Alienation is a teenager, and idleness is an official humility. ”

Yuan Zhen: "Lotte, I'm really glad that you and I think the same, what a privilege to have you by your side." ”

Bai Juyi: "I'll do my best!" Divide the gold Ranchi, and say the medicine stone rules. Friends learn from each other, and friends are straight. ”

Yuan Zhen: "Thank you, I'll do my best!" ”

Bai Juyi: "In your spare time, you can also drink and admire the moon, stroke the piano and enjoy the snow!" There are many months of the same reward, no cup is not shared. The autumn breeze blows the piano box, and the night snow rolls the book curtains. ”

Yuan Zhen: "I passed the exam, and I bowed to the glean." ”

Bai Juyi: "Congratulations, I also won the Zhou Zhi County Lieutenant." ”

Yuan Zhen: "I was promoted and raised, and I was sealed as the superintendent of the imperial history." ”

Bai Juyi: "I took over your position, pick up the legacy." ”

Yuan Zhen: "Lotte, among the officials, you are the best-looking." ”

Bai Juyi: "Weizhi, you look the best." ”

Yuan Zhen: "Lotte, you are upright, loyal and determined." ”

Bai Juyi: "You are jealous and hateful, and you are not afraid of the powerful." ”

[Such a pair of "superb" friends, in the more than 30 years of acquaintance, have exchanged more than 1,800 letters of correspondence and nearly 1,000 poems to each other, which is absolutely unprecedented! 】

Bai Juyi: "According to what you say, it seems that the two of us have a special relationship?" ”

Yuan Zhen: "They are jealous, ignore them!" ”

[If you follow this process, there is a high probability that they will only write more poems that sing harmony, which can let us know how solid their friendship is, but Bai Juyi, who can only sing harmony, is it still called Bai Juyi? 】

[In fact, when Bai Juyi served as the county lieutenant of Zhou Zhi, his poetic talent and poetic style were already well displayed. 】

[Guanjiamai: The Tian family has few idle months, and people are busy in May. The south wind rose at night, and the wheat was covered with yellow. The woman and aunt are eating lotus, and the child is carrying the pot pulp, and goes with the field, and Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Enough to steam the summer and rustic, the back burns the sky, and I don't know the heat, but I regret the long summer. There was a poor woman with a child beside her, her right hand holding a relic tassel, and her left arm hanging from a basket. Listening to their words, those who hear it are sad. The family land lost all the taxes, and they were hungry. What merit do I have now, I have not been a farmer. There are 300 stones, and there is surplus grain in the year. I am ashamed to remember this, and I will never forget it. 】

[The sun is scorching, and the family is still working hard to harvest wheat, and they are exhausted and don't feel hot, but they cherish the long days in summer and can do more work. 】

[What is even more poignant is that a poor woman is holding a child in her arms and carrying a broken basket to pick up wheat next to the wheat harvester. 】

[The reason she came to collect wheat was that her family's fields had been "exhausted by taxes"—they had been sold out to pay official taxes, and now they had no land to plant or harvest, so they had to rely on collecting wheat to satisfy their hunger. 】

[And since the onerous taxes have caused the poor woman to lose their fields, they will also cause the peasant family who is harvesting wheat to lose their fields.] The wheat pickers of today are the wheat harvesters of yesterday; And today's wheat harvesters may become tomorrow's wheat pickers. 】

[However, you know how to speak up for the poor people, how do you make those high-ranking officials and high-ranking emperors feel about the three thousand stones? 】

[With such a strong sense of irony, do you think others won't be able to see it?] 】

[Co-author, you Bai Juyi, you Bai Juyi know that you care about the suffering of the people, we are all rice buckets for corpse vegetarian meals, right? ] 】

[What's more, he also wrote "Song of Long Hatred", which directly satirized Emperor Li Tang, which was a big taboo! ] 】

[Let me ask a small question, is there any great god who can recite the full text of "The Song of Long Hatred"? 】