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Reading Liu Yong

Liang Heng

Liu Yong is a small figure in Chinese history. Many people don't know him, or they have encountered him and quickly forgotten about him.

But in recent years, this willow thread has tied me tightly, not because of his famous line "The willow bank, the dawn wind

the waning moon", nor because of the sentence "As the clothes get wider, I will never regret it. It makes people haggard because of Yixiao.” Just for his person, his

involuntarily experiences and his achievements, as well as the principles of life and success revealed by them.

Liu Yong was a native of Chong'an in northern Fujian. He did not leave us many life records, so we still do not know his exact birth and death dates. When I went to northern Fujian that year, I wanted to find out about his family background and find some tangible objects to commemorate, but there was a green wind in the river, the silence of the mountains and rivers, and there was no news. We now only know that when he was about 30 years old

he bid farewell to his hometown and went to the capital to seek fame. Liu Yong, like most intellectuals in the feudal era, always regarded politics as his first goal in life. In fact, there is a certain truth to this. Who doesn’t want to make the most of his limited life

? Only when you have a job can you have power, and then you can display your ambitions, change the world, and be famous for future generations. At that time, there was no such diversified achievements as now

You can be an entrepreneur, a writer, a singer, a football star, or a rich man. There is only one way

to become famous - to be a official. So there are all kinds of distorted people who are trekking on the road to politics. Like Li Bai and Tao Yuanming, who sought politics but failed in politics, they sought landscape; like Su Shi and Bai Juyi, who had political problems but sought literature

; like Wang Wei, who hid in Zhongnan Mountain to peek at the capital; like Zhuge Liang, who said He does not seek to be famous, but works hard in common people's clothing.

But he secretly accumulates his inner strength, and goes out to make meritorious deeds as soon as he meets his master. Liu Yong is a different kind of person. He first devoted himself to politics with great enthusiasm. When he hit a wall, he did not turn to the mountains and rivers like most literati, but turned to the depths of the market.

Being among the citizens, it was here that he achieved his literary name and his status in the history of Chinese literature. He was the only type among China's feudal intellectuals, a unique one. Special representative.

Liu Yong went to the capital to take the exam in about 1017 AD, the first year of Tianxi reign of Emperor Zhenzong of the Song Dynasty. With his own talent, he has full confidence to be named on the gold list, and he dreams of doing something big. Unexpectedly, he failed to pass the exam in the first time. He didn't care. He smiled softly and wrote: "Wealth and honor are not determined by people. People have high ambitions and must be rewarded." After waiting for 5 years, the second time He started the subject

He failed to pass the exam again. This time he couldn't help but complain, so he wrote the famous song "Crane Soaring to the Sky":

On the gold list, I accidentally missed Dragon head looking. How should the virtuous people left behind in the Ming Dynasty go? If everything goes smoothly, why should we fight wildly? Why should we discuss the loss?

A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white clothes.

Fireworks in the alleys, a barrier of beautiful paintings according to the agreement. Fortunately, I find the right person to look for. And nestle in the red green, have romantic affairs, and have a smooth life

. Youth is the same. Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine and sang in a low voice.

He said, what does it matter if I fail to pass the official examination? As long as I am talented and recognized by society, I will be an official without official uniform.

What's the use of those false reputations? It's better to exchange them for eating, drinking and singing. This was originally a small complaint behind his back, but he didn't think about how you dare to use your best lyrics to complain. At this time, he Maybe you don’t know the weight of your own lyrics. Its beautiful words and graceful melody have conquered all fans and covered all official and folk song and dance parties. "Liu Ci is sung wherever there is well water." This reminds me

of the "Cultural Revolution" when the great calligrapher Mr. Shen Yinmo was labeled a "gangster" and forced to write censorship. However, the big-character posters he wrote for inspections were always stolen before they were dried, and the inspections were always unaccountable. Liu Yong's sad song spread like wildfire to the palace. Song Renzong was very angry when he heard it and remembered it in his heart. Liu Yong endured another three years in the capital and took the next exam. This time he finally passed. But when the emperor announced the results, Song Renzong said: "Let's go ahead and sing in a low voice, why do we need fame?" He was ticked off again. The blow was so great that Liu Yong went deeper into the crowd of citizens to write his lyrics, and said sarcastically: "I wrote the lyrics according to orders." He finally

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Ri Chu went to karaoke houses and prostitutes and made many geisha friends. Many geishas became popular because of his lyrics. They sincerely loved him

They gave him food, shelter, and publishing fees. What do you think his source of livelihood is for a poor scholar living in the capital?

He can only make a living by selling lyrics. The pressure of life, the taste of life, and the indifference of the royal family made him devote himself to folk creation. He was the first lyricist to go among the people.

This creative life rooted in the public continued for 17 years, until he finally passed the exam at the age of 47 and became a minor official.

What kind of place is a singing house or a brothel? It is a place that provides pleasure, creates depression, makes you fall, teaches you to spend money, attracts people to frivolity, and teaches people to be dissolute. No matter you have the heart of the world and the ambition to reach the sky, your soul and bones will disappear here and turn into a ball of mud.

But Liu Yong was not destroyed. This is where his talents come in handy. Into language: stand out.

The tip of an awl always sticks out when carried in a pocket. Song Renzong thought that Liu Yong's awl was not good, so he threw it from the palace hall to the bottom of the market with a "pop" sound. Unexpectedly, the common clothes and rags still couldn't cover his shining awl tip. This is really In response to Liu Yong's own words: "A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white clothes." The shabby clothes are wrapped in shining talent. To have talent, one must also have ambition. How many people have dung their talents into the pile of red powder. Maybe we can blame Liu Yong for not having great ambitions.

As a poet, he is not like Xin Qiji: "A man is as determined as iron until death. Let's try his hand and mend the cracks in the sky." Unlike Lu You:

"I have been granted the title of Marquis for thousands of miles. Who knows that although my temples are broken, my heart is not dead." The times are different, and Liu Yong lives in the right era

Not long after the founding of the Northern Song Dynasty, the country was unified and the world was peaceful. , the economy and culture are recovering and prospering. The capital Bianjing was the largest city in the world at that time. A new class of citizens was rapidly formed, and urban popular literature and art developed accordingly. Engels said on the Renaissance of European literature and art that this required giants. And the era of giants was born. Citizen culture calls for its own cultural giants

. At this time Liu Yong appeared. He was the first professional citizen literature writer in Chinese history. The fertile soil of the market

encompassed him and held him up. He grew like a field with water and fertilizer, giving full play to his

talent.

Liu Yong’s contribution to poetry can be said to be as landmark as Newton’s and Einstein’s contributions to physics.

In form, he developed the short order that only had a few characters in the past into a long tune with more than a hundred characters. In terms of content, the lyrics were liberated from official lyrics and boldly introduced citizens' lives, emotions and language, thus creating their own lyrics sung by citizens. In art, he developed narrative techniques. He basically did not use any metaphors, and relied solely on narrative line drawings to create unprecedented artistic conceptions. Just like ultrasonic detection, just like electron microscope scanning, you have to admire

How his pen can reach such a subtle and wonderful level. He often uses only a few words, and it is difficult for us to achieve this scene even if we mobilize a full set of photographic equipment. For example, this famous song "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou" has been sung for 900 years:

To the Xiaoxiao, the dusk rain sprinkles the river sky to cleanse the autumn. The wind is getting colder and frostier, the Guanhe River is deserted, and the remaining light shines on the building. This place

The reds and greens are fading, and everything is in bloom. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words.

I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the dimness of my hometown, and it’s hard to let go of my thoughts. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is it so hard to leave behind? I want to see the beauty in her makeup, but I missed it a few times and returned to the boat after seeing the sky. Trying to understand me, I am leaning against the wall, feeling depressed and worried.

As soon as I read these sentences, I thought of the feeling of being in the mountains and waters of Jiuzhaigou for the first time. At that time, there was no need to choose a scene at all. A wonderful landscape painting. Now when you face this word, any sentence you choose will be full of endless affection and beauty. How many people in ancient and modern poetry circles have this kind of skill?

The emergence of artistic peaks, like the famous mountains and beautiful peaks in nature, is independent of human will. Liu Yong himself

did not expect that he would occupy such an important position in the history of Chinese literature after his death. Just like the inscriptions we copy now as models, many of them are just ordinary stones in the tombs of the dead with the owner's life engraved on them, and most of them don't even have the author's name. All artistic achievements are due to a combination of circumstances, and various conditions converge to form a special climate. A seed of art naturally takes root and sprouts in this climate. Liu Yong entered the market because he wanted to be a famous writer

. He left the examination room with great reluctance and went to Washi Goulan after failing, but his literary talent

< p>With his artistic talent, he immediately resonated with the noisy atmosphere of life, the beautiful silk and bamboo orchestra and the passionate and graceful women.

He has not fallen here. He jumped into a consumption trap, but became a creative giant. This once again proves the dialectical truth of success. A person is just a bead in the big abacus of society, and he is manipulated by fate; but in the small abacus of himself, he is just a hand moving the beads. Talent, time, energy, will, knowledge, and environment all become beads at your disposal. It is difficult for a person to choose the environment, but he can take advantage of it. Everyone has his basic conditions and basic talents. Whether he can succeed or not depends entirely on him. How to deal with the relationship with the outside world.

Just like the welcoming pine on Huangshan Mountain, standing on the cliff, bathed in the frost wind

Snow and rain, it gradually becomes as tall as iron and its leaves are as lush as clouds. Visitors will admire it when they see it. But if this

seed had a spirit and was allowed to choose its own place of life, it would definitely choose the windy and sunny plains at the foot of the mountain, just a helpless mountain breeze. Bring it here, or the birds will carry it here, and put it on the high mountain and in the crevice of the cliff. It

cries every day and complains that the earth is not working. After a while of crying (and perhaps complaining like Liu Yong), it pats the rocks all over

and makes up its mind. , since you live, you must live it. It desperately absorbs the essence of heaven and earth, stretches out its branches and leaves to chase the sun, stretches out its roots to find water, fights with the wind and snow, and finally achieves itself. At this time, it thought that thanks to me staying here, if I were born under the mountain, I would be mediocre for the rest of my life. What is life? Life is creation. It carries the bit of information left behind by the mother's body to recombine it with the outside world to the greatest extent possible and create a new life. Why you can become a great person in adversity is because you think about one world in your mind under adversity, but God wants to give you another world.

As a result of the conflict and struggle between the two worlds, you will get a newer and more perfect world that is beyond these two.

But in good times, your wishes always come true, and you have no contradictions, no hopes, no other new world

in your heart, and of course you will not fight for it or create it, so you will only be in vain. Adding more teeth is a life wasted. Liu Yong passed the four major examinations of Zhenzong and Renzong of Song Dynasty before he passed the Jinshi. During these four times, 916 people were selected, and the vast majority of them

They all became officials smoothly, and some may have been very prominent, but they have long been completely forgotten by history.

But Liu Yong still enjoys this honor.

Woohoo, life is alive and the hearts of heaven and earth are fair. Everyone has his own aspirations, everyone has his own talents, everyone has his own time, everyone has his own use, there is no big or small, no distinction between high and low. As long as one's heart is not dead, only then can it be used to its fullest potential, and if time passes, and one can make contributions to the people, one's name will be remembered for generations to come, and one's life will not be wasted. This is why history remembers Emperor Qin and Han Wu, and also remembers Liu Yong.