Poetry is just his pastime——Su Shi’s persistence
Lightness contains power--ballet solo "The Last Day"
Complete set of "Spring River with Flowers and Moonlight Night" (audio, video songs and complete poems)
Biography: https://weread.qq.com/web/reader/9a732af07269211a9a75a1dke4d32d5015e4da3b7fbb1fa
Dry method:
https://weread.qq.com/web/reader/9a13229059eaf29a16d008b
How to live:
https://weread.qq.com/web/reader/1fb32560813ab6dedg014d47
1989-1994: Literary Memoirs:
https://weread.qq.com/web/reader/abd3285071f6e46fabd185f
Su Shi's "Red Cliff Ode"
In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests were boating under Red Cliff. The breeze comes slowly and the water waves are calm. Lifting wine to the guests, reciting poems about the bright moon, and singing graceful chapters. After a while, the moon rose above the east mountain, wandering among the bullfights. White dew flows across the river, and the water reaches the sky. Even though a reed is like this, thousands of hectares are at a loss. It's as vast as Feng Xu riding the wind without knowing where it stops; it's as fluttering as if it's left alone in the world, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality. (Feng Tong: Ping) So he drank and enjoyed himself very much, and he buckled the boat and sang. The song goes: "The orchid oar is hanging on the osmanthus, and the light is shining in the sky. I feel the mist in my heart, and I look forward to the beauty in the sky." There is a guest who plays the cave flute, and I sing along with it. His voice was whining, like resentment, admiration, weeping, and complaining; the lingering sound was lingering, like a wisp. The lurking dragon dances in the secluded ravine, and the concubine weeps in the lonely boat. Su Zi was stunned. He sat upright and asked the guest: "Why is this so?" The guest said: "'The moon and stars are sparse, and the black magpie flies south.' Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking west to Xiakou, looking east to Xiakou In Wuchang, the mountains and rivers are close to each other, and the sky is green. Isn't this what Meng De trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke through Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, followed the river east, sailed thousands of miles, covered the sky with flags, and drank wine by the river. , wrote poems across the river, and was a hero for a lifetime. How are they now? Kuangwu and his son fished and wooded on the river, hanging out with fish and shrimps, and making friends with elk. The fly is like a drop in the vast sea. I mourn for a moment in my life, and I envy the infiniteness of the Yangtze River. I carry the flying fairy to swim, and I know that it is unexpected, and it is left in the sad wind." Su Zi said: "You also know that water and the moon are like this? Those who have passed away are like this, but they have never tasted the past; those who have waxed and waned are like that, but they have not waxed and waned. If you look at the general from its change, then the heaven and earth cannot last for a moment; from its change, then things and I are endless, so how can you envy me! Between heaven and earth, everything has its own owner. Even if it is not my own, I can’t take any of it. But the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains can be heard by the ears and made into colors by the eyes. They can be taken from the endless treasures of the Creator, and I and my son are in harmony. (1st work: Eating together) The guests are happy and smile, wash their cups and drink more. The core of the food is gone, and the cups and plates are in a mess. The couple and their pillows were spread out in the boat, unaware of the whiteness of the east.
Machine-translated from the Chinese original 惟江上之清风，与山间之明月，耳得之而为声，目遇之而成色，取之无禁，用之不竭 (published 2023-02-28). WeChat original ↗