Chapter 691 The road is difficult!
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Gong Zi Xu
Chapter 691 The road is difficult!
The Tang Dynasty was an era of poetry. Although the poetry of the Zhenguan period was far from reaching the heyday and prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, it has already shown this cultural trend.
The extremely strong national power and highly developed culture eventually condensed the artistic way of rhythmic expression and created a group of talented poets.Poets love places that can inspire their creations, and whether it is a frontier fortress full of gunpowder or an entertainment venue with singing and dancing, there will always be poets pouring their talents into it.
The monastery, as a carrier of religion, summons more poets from another world inspired by the soul.
Literati and scholars come here to practice Zen and enlightenment together with eminent monks from outside the world, play the piano and recite poems, paint the style of Zen, and add fun to life.I don't know how many poets visit here to meet friends, exchange ideas, or enjoy flowers together, or sing poems with each other, drink tea at the table, and talk about scriptures in the Zen room, lingering and forgetting to return. "Sip tea to read true poems, light lanterns to follow the sunset", "come to the temple to find famous paintings, and watch chess because of visiting idlers", literati like to put their cultural demands on the temples with strong Zen.
As soon as Fang Jun said "serving with pen and ink", the Zhike monk immediately turned around and went to the side hall, and took back a set of the four treasures of the study in a short while.
Fang Jun looked at the cut rice paper, but with a brush in one hand and an inkstone full of ink in the other, he got up and came to the snow-white wall...
Is this going to write a poem on the wall?
Everyone's interest greatly increased, they all stood up, walked behind Fang Jun and stood still.
Daxingshan Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism. If ordinary people want to write poems on the wall or somewhere, it is not allowed in the temple.Without him, there are too many literati and poets coming and going every day. If anyone is interested, he can splash ink. Daxingshan Temple has to paint the walls countless times every day...
But Fang Jun is definitely an exception.
Not to mention that Fang Jun's current title and official position are all prominent for a while, but his status and reputation among scholars, being able to write poems on the wall and the glory of Daxingshan Temple.
This is like a free advertisement. In the future, literati and poets will definitely come to admire Fang Jun's poems and handwriting. It is equivalent to a promotion for Daxingshan Temple. Why not Daxingshan Temple?
The most important point is that the quality of Fang Jun's poems is too high!
Even if all factors are put aside, Daxingshan Temple will never refuse to just let the classics be passed down.
Fang Jun held a pen in one hand and an inkstone in the other, and the ink was dripping on the snow-white wall, like a silver hook and an iron stroke.
"The gold bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars.
Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks, he couldn't eat.
To cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, will climb Taihanghang snow-covered mountains.
Leisure time fishing and sitting on the stream, suddenly dreaming of the day by boat.
It’s hard to walk, it’s hard to walk, and there are so many divergent roads.
There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea. "
——"The Road is Difficult"!
Everyone was dumbfounded and dumbfounded!
If the song "Po Qinhuai" just now slapped Chen Xuande in the face, this song "Difficult Journey" just slapped everyone in the face, and it was the kind of slap!
Gold cups of sake, jade dishes, is this the life you want?
But not what I want!
The trip to the south of the Yangtze River is indeed full of dangers, with countless difficulties and obstacles, but if you are afraid of difficulties and only know the difficulties and don't fight hard, you will find that when you want to cross the Yellow River, the river is blocked by ice, and when you want to climb the Taihang, the mountains are covered with snow. Things in the world have never been satisfactory, and they shrink back when they see difficulties, and they will never be able to appreciate the magnificent scenery of the mighty Yellow River and the majestic Taihang!
Don't you know that life is impermanent, mostly by chance?Nothing is plain sailing!
Always hesitate in the face of difficulties, don't know how to choose and where to go, in a dilemma, how can you experience the happy life after overcoming difficulties and obstacles, and how can you enjoy the ups and downs of life?
Fang Jun threw the pen and ink in his hand on the ground, bowed slightly to Li Chengqian, and said apologetically, "This minister has a stubborn personality. Today, I have spoiled His Highness's elegance, so I should be guilty! In the future, if this minister can lead the navy across the seven seas and break the wind and waves, Your highness must be invited to experience the ups and downs of the magnificent waves and the sea! Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, I am willing to overcome all difficulties for the empire, willing to expand the territory for the majesty, and willing to go forward bravely for the majesty Let this group of sheep who only know that the pistils in the hairpin flower garden cannot withstand the wind, frost, rain, snow, fear and hardships accompany you to indulge in sensuality and dreams! The life of the humble minister is in the infinite vast sea of stars! "
After saying that, he bowed deeply again and walked away!
Leaving behind a room of dignified and self-proclaimed talents, the sons and brothers looked at each other blushing!
This face hit, it hurts too much!
What is "I only know that the flower stamens in the hairpin flower garden are generally unable to withstand wind, frost, rain and snow, fear and hardship"?What is "indulging in sensuality, drunkenness and dreaming"?
motherfucker!
Your life is in the sea of stars, and we are just a group of little sheep?
Feng Yandao's face flushed red, and he said in embarrassment, "This, this, this...is too much!"
Some people also cursed: "This Fang Er is really a stick. We just kindly reminded him that it is not easy to achieve something in Jiangnan. This is a kind heart. How can he curse people?"
"That's right! This person is too ignorant of a good heart! Bang Chui, Bang Chui!"
Yu Shinan's son, Yu Chang, looked around, and said with a guilty conscience: "Well... If this poem is left here like this, do you think the literati who come here from now on to see this poem will think so? Think of us as a joke for the lack of ambition and fear of hardship?"
When he said this, everyone suddenly realized.
Feng Yandao said loudly: "Yes, this poem must not be left here!"
A few people heard it, yes!This poem is placed here. Anyone who reads it will go to find out the background of the creation of this poem. Then, won’t we people be ridiculed through the ages?It's fine to be scolded by Fang Er, but this is absolutely unbearable!
I'm about to step forward and paint this poem.
Zhike monk quit...
What are you kidding?
This style of writing, this verse, this boldness!This is a once-in-a-century classic!It goes without saying how much fame such a poem can bring to Daxingshan Temple!How could Zhike monk allow these dandies who were afraid of leaving a laughing stock to destroy the poem?
Zhike Monk immediately stepped forward to stop him, seeing the crowd of dandies, he hurriedly pulled his neck to call in all the young monks outside, and blocked the wall firmly!As the ancestral home of the Tantric sect in Chang'an, Daxingshan Temple is well-known far and wide, including Tianzhu Dashi and other foreign countries. It is also one of the three major translation venues for Buddhist scriptures in Chang'an. Besides, the rest of these officials and eunuchs are not afraid at all!
Li Chengqian looked at the inscribed poems on the wall, read each sentence silently, felt the heroic spirit of going forward bravely without fear of danger, and felt the open-mindedness of riding the wind and breaking the waves to hang directly on the cloud sails. His mind was shaken, and he almost had a spiritual baptism!
For a long time, he has always looked forward and backward, steadfast in the face of difficulties, and timid, even in the face of the pressure of the third and fourth, he is also afraid and dare not open his hands and feet, and can only accept the blow passively, never thinking about it. fight back.
Because that is too difficult, if you fail, you will immediately fall into the abyss of eternal doom!
But... If you don't do it, you will never succeed!
Just like if Qingque hadn't been aggressive and wanted to pull himself down from the position of prince, then he would never have a chance!It was his unscrupulous shot that made it so narrowly successful!
And what about yourself?
A sheep who only knows how to apply powder to hairpin flowers, and the stamens in the garden cannot withstand wind, frost, rain, snow, fear and hardships...
There was endless noise in the room, and the monks of Daxingshan Temple prevented the dudes from destroying the poems, but they all peeked at Li Chengqian with a guilty conscience.After all, if His Highness the Crown Prince issued an order, no one would dare to stop it.
Fortunately, His Royal Highness has been in a daze, and the monks breathed a sigh of relief.
Pei Xuanji silently looked at the verses on the wall. After a long time, he took a deep breath, bowed to the prince, and said, "I'm too weak to drink, so I'll take my leave this time. Your Highness, please don't blame me."
Li Chengqian came back to his senses, looking at the crowd who were clamoring to destroy the poem, he just felt dull for a while, and said dejectedly: "Let's go together."
Regardless of the noisy crowd, he left with Pei Xuanji.
Stepping out the door, the bright sunshine is dazzling.
Li Chengqian subconsciously stamped his feet, squinted his eyes slightly, and then, in front of his eyes was a gentle breeze, secluded forests and green bamboos, and the world suddenly opened up.
Chapter 3!Later, there will be.
(End of this chapter)
The Tang Dynasty was an era of poetry. Although the poetry of the Zhenguan period was far from reaching the heyday and prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, it has already shown this cultural trend.
The extremely strong national power and highly developed culture eventually condensed the artistic way of rhythmic expression and created a group of talented poets.Poets love places that can inspire their creations, and whether it is a frontier fortress full of gunpowder or an entertainment venue with singing and dancing, there will always be poets pouring their talents into it.
The monastery, as a carrier of religion, summons more poets from another world inspired by the soul.
Literati and scholars come here to practice Zen and enlightenment together with eminent monks from outside the world, play the piano and recite poems, paint the style of Zen, and add fun to life.I don't know how many poets visit here to meet friends, exchange ideas, or enjoy flowers together, or sing poems with each other, drink tea at the table, and talk about scriptures in the Zen room, lingering and forgetting to return. "Sip tea to read true poems, light lanterns to follow the sunset", "come to the temple to find famous paintings, and watch chess because of visiting idlers", literati like to put their cultural demands on the temples with strong Zen.
As soon as Fang Jun said "serving with pen and ink", the Zhike monk immediately turned around and went to the side hall, and took back a set of the four treasures of the study in a short while.
Fang Jun looked at the cut rice paper, but with a brush in one hand and an inkstone full of ink in the other, he got up and came to the snow-white wall...
Is this going to write a poem on the wall?
Everyone's interest greatly increased, they all stood up, walked behind Fang Jun and stood still.
Daxingshan Temple is a sacred place of Buddhism. If ordinary people want to write poems on the wall or somewhere, it is not allowed in the temple.Without him, there are too many literati and poets coming and going every day. If anyone is interested, he can splash ink. Daxingshan Temple has to paint the walls countless times every day...
But Fang Jun is definitely an exception.
Not to mention that Fang Jun's current title and official position are all prominent for a while, but his status and reputation among scholars, being able to write poems on the wall and the glory of Daxingshan Temple.
This is like a free advertisement. In the future, literati and poets will definitely come to admire Fang Jun's poems and handwriting. It is equivalent to a promotion for Daxingshan Temple. Why not Daxingshan Temple?
The most important point is that the quality of Fang Jun's poems is too high!
Even if all factors are put aside, Daxingshan Temple will never refuse to just let the classics be passed down.
Fang Jun held a pen in one hand and an inkstone in the other, and the ink was dripping on the snow-white wall, like a silver hook and an iron stroke.
"The gold bottle of sake is worth ten thousand dollars, and the jade plate is worth ten thousand dollars.
Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks, he couldn't eat.
To cross the Yellow River Bingsaichuan, will climb Taihanghang snow-covered mountains.
Leisure time fishing and sitting on the stream, suddenly dreaming of the day by boat.
It’s hard to walk, it’s hard to walk, and there are so many divergent roads.
There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to the sea. "
——"The Road is Difficult"!
Everyone was dumbfounded and dumbfounded!
If the song "Po Qinhuai" just now slapped Chen Xuande in the face, this song "Difficult Journey" just slapped everyone in the face, and it was the kind of slap!
Gold cups of sake, jade dishes, is this the life you want?
But not what I want!
The trip to the south of the Yangtze River is indeed full of dangers, with countless difficulties and obstacles, but if you are afraid of difficulties and only know the difficulties and don't fight hard, you will find that when you want to cross the Yellow River, the river is blocked by ice, and when you want to climb the Taihang, the mountains are covered with snow. Things in the world have never been satisfactory, and they shrink back when they see difficulties, and they will never be able to appreciate the magnificent scenery of the mighty Yellow River and the majestic Taihang!
Don't you know that life is impermanent, mostly by chance?Nothing is plain sailing!
Always hesitate in the face of difficulties, don't know how to choose and where to go, in a dilemma, how can you experience the happy life after overcoming difficulties and obstacles, and how can you enjoy the ups and downs of life?
Fang Jun threw the pen and ink in his hand on the ground, bowed slightly to Li Chengqian, and said apologetically, "This minister has a stubborn personality. Today, I have spoiled His Highness's elegance, so I should be guilty! In the future, if this minister can lead the navy across the seven seas and break the wind and waves, Your highness must be invited to experience the ups and downs of the magnificent waves and the sea! Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, I am willing to overcome all difficulties for the empire, willing to expand the territory for the majesty, and willing to go forward bravely for the majesty Let this group of sheep who only know that the pistils in the hairpin flower garden cannot withstand the wind, frost, rain, snow, fear and hardships accompany you to indulge in sensuality and dreams! The life of the humble minister is in the infinite vast sea of stars! "
After saying that, he bowed deeply again and walked away!
Leaving behind a room of dignified and self-proclaimed talents, the sons and brothers looked at each other blushing!
This face hit, it hurts too much!
What is "I only know that the flower stamens in the hairpin flower garden are generally unable to withstand wind, frost, rain and snow, fear and hardship"?What is "indulging in sensuality, drunkenness and dreaming"?
motherfucker!
Your life is in the sea of stars, and we are just a group of little sheep?
Feng Yandao's face flushed red, and he said in embarrassment, "This, this, this...is too much!"
Some people also cursed: "This Fang Er is really a stick. We just kindly reminded him that it is not easy to achieve something in Jiangnan. This is a kind heart. How can he curse people?"
"That's right! This person is too ignorant of a good heart! Bang Chui, Bang Chui!"
Yu Shinan's son, Yu Chang, looked around, and said with a guilty conscience: "Well... If this poem is left here like this, do you think the literati who come here from now on to see this poem will think so? Think of us as a joke for the lack of ambition and fear of hardship?"
When he said this, everyone suddenly realized.
Feng Yandao said loudly: "Yes, this poem must not be left here!"
A few people heard it, yes!This poem is placed here. Anyone who reads it will go to find out the background of the creation of this poem. Then, won’t we people be ridiculed through the ages?It's fine to be scolded by Fang Er, but this is absolutely unbearable!
I'm about to step forward and paint this poem.
Zhike monk quit...
What are you kidding?
This style of writing, this verse, this boldness!This is a once-in-a-century classic!It goes without saying how much fame such a poem can bring to Daxingshan Temple!How could Zhike monk allow these dandies who were afraid of leaving a laughing stock to destroy the poem?
Zhike Monk immediately stepped forward to stop him, seeing the crowd of dandies, he hurriedly pulled his neck to call in all the young monks outside, and blocked the wall firmly!As the ancestral home of the Tantric sect in Chang'an, Daxingshan Temple is well-known far and wide, including Tianzhu Dashi and other foreign countries. It is also one of the three major translation venues for Buddhist scriptures in Chang'an. Besides, the rest of these officials and eunuchs are not afraid at all!
Li Chengqian looked at the inscribed poems on the wall, read each sentence silently, felt the heroic spirit of going forward bravely without fear of danger, and felt the open-mindedness of riding the wind and breaking the waves to hang directly on the cloud sails. His mind was shaken, and he almost had a spiritual baptism!
For a long time, he has always looked forward and backward, steadfast in the face of difficulties, and timid, even in the face of the pressure of the third and fourth, he is also afraid and dare not open his hands and feet, and can only accept the blow passively, never thinking about it. fight back.
Because that is too difficult, if you fail, you will immediately fall into the abyss of eternal doom!
But... If you don't do it, you will never succeed!
Just like if Qingque hadn't been aggressive and wanted to pull himself down from the position of prince, then he would never have a chance!It was his unscrupulous shot that made it so narrowly successful!
And what about yourself?
A sheep who only knows how to apply powder to hairpin flowers, and the stamens in the garden cannot withstand wind, frost, rain, snow, fear and hardships...
There was endless noise in the room, and the monks of Daxingshan Temple prevented the dudes from destroying the poems, but they all peeked at Li Chengqian with a guilty conscience.After all, if His Highness the Crown Prince issued an order, no one would dare to stop it.
Fortunately, His Royal Highness has been in a daze, and the monks breathed a sigh of relief.
Pei Xuanji silently looked at the verses on the wall. After a long time, he took a deep breath, bowed to the prince, and said, "I'm too weak to drink, so I'll take my leave this time. Your Highness, please don't blame me."
Li Chengqian came back to his senses, looking at the crowd who were clamoring to destroy the poem, he just felt dull for a while, and said dejectedly: "Let's go together."
Regardless of the noisy crowd, he left with Pei Xuanji.
Stepping out the door, the bright sunshine is dazzling.
Li Chengqian subconsciously stamped his feet, squinted his eyes slightly, and then, in front of his eyes was a gentle breeze, secluded forests and green bamboos, and the world suddenly opened up.
Chapter 3!Later, there will be.
(End of this chapter)
