Su Dongpo, from his lofty aspirations in his youth to his free and easy birth and escape in his later years, has always been the most shining and moving star in the troubled times of his time. Many times, he wrote to the emperor to completely abolish the young crop debt, and he showed goodwill to the people; In Xuzhou, public funds are used to control water, and he loves the people in honest and frank; Except for the flood in Hangzhou, his strong body stood upright in muddy water and soup; Taking protecting people's lives as their own responsibility, they were eventually slandered and dismissed, and they were righteous and upright. All these virtues and gentleness treasured in chaos are sung by later generations. Su Dongpo will always stand on the top of mankind with his generous back. Wu Kuan, a poet in the Ming Dynasty, praised it with a magnificent poem: "After 500 years, I went to work, and the water never stopped flowing." He used his rational and advanced mind to shine brilliantly in the world of mortals. He doesn't believe in any theory, and he doesn't stick to rules and regulations. He never hesitates in the Confucian sentence "Learning to be excellent is to be an official". His idea of being close to the people is also the result of his adherence to the beauty of morality and humanity. In the face of "factional strife", he is in no hurry to be attached to the "benevolent" side. No matter whether the starting point is the country or the people, he chooses the best and practices it in his eyes. When his truth was trampled, only he stood bravely above the people. He can be described as a pillar of truth in the tide of reform, but he is also a thorn in the side of jealous and greedy ministers. As he said, he was "innocent" himself, always looking forward to the bright side, and was finally harmed by cruel officials and courtiers. He has firm "positive" values and a "lovely" personality. His beauty, the beauty of the soul, the beauty of morality, the beauty of art and the beauty of "people" are all displayed incisively and vividly.
Su Dongpo's life is full of interest and is the spiritual residence of a lonely teenager. Poetry, painting, and strong ink. In his spare time, he became a man who ignored reason and let emotions dominate his own world. Maybe it's incense for brewing wine in spring, maybe it's the pleasure of emptying the spirit, or it's the appreciation of the moon. It can be said that Su Dongpo's life is a period of smooth and evasive feelings. He swam through the mountains and slowed down. He looked up at the blue mountain, and his chest should be filled with grass and the fragrance of falling red. He sighed. All kinds of emotions, either sadness, separation or depression, swirled in his heart and eyes. He brushed his beard, and then reveled in landscapes and poems. What a beautiful and beautiful spiritual comfort and redemption! Step by step, it's hard, but step by step. Birds are singing, their songs seep into the morning dew, drip down, moisten the soil, drip down the waves whose petals are shaken by the wind, and calm his struggling heart. He sang, smiled purely, like a loving child ... "The wild peach with a smile has a short bamboo fence, and the brook and willow shake the sand and clear water." Or the fog rising from the running water of a small bridge, trapping people and causing the smoke to drift away. "Xiqiao people should be most happy, cooking celery and burning bamboo shoots for spring ploughing." In his heart, I think, in addition to envy, there will be a little pain splashing. Emotions and sorrows are everywhere, and what Su Dongpo is best at may be the optimistic realm.
Su Dongpo's optimism is not the product of Taoist inaction. In Su Dongpo's dictionary, "inaction" always means choosing the right time. Su Dongpo's optimism is not the result of Confucianism's "benevolence" or Buddhism's ethereal spirit, but a natural state of mind, an innate state of shame and forgetfulness, and a calm conscience, which he acquired only when he knew his destiny in middle age. However, his emotional world is always bound by the rationality of worrying about the country and the people. His optimism is not pure, but romantic, lofty and completely clean, which is only the scar left by his struggle on the edge of spiritual despair and pain. He gained a faint way of doing things and a mature idea from despair. Ghost wine may be his only way out. He can't extricate himself from the precipitation, with a rich, mellow and sweet fragrance. What else in the world can compare with it? I have a drink and he enjoys it. The wine penetrated his heart and spleen and stained his spirit. "Baihui Ganxin Jiaoxiang, Sandalwood Public Office!" He longed for the birth of Tao Qian, but for him who was educated by Confucianism since childhood, that realm could only be envy.
He was also deeply touched by history, and sang "One River Never Returns, A Romantic Man Through the Ages". Write down the tragic poem of "Red Cliff Fu". Maybe people are small, but the spirit is eternal and the value is eternal. In the long history of confusion, we are really just sad ants, but we can also be immortal souls. As Mr. Lin Yutang said: "What he left us is his inner joy and happiness of thought, which is immortal!" For this "beautiful" man, of course, seeking beauty also requires artistic beauty and human beauty. Su Dongpo can understand the rhythm and jump of Chinese characters abstractly. He loves painting winter stones, which may be a kind of communication in his realm. There is a subtle but silent beauty of watch and value in the world. This beauty permeates his official career. He is an indelible spokesman for justice, a kind of humanity, a kind of humanity, a patron of reason and conscience, a maintainer of humanity and values, and stands on the political stage of the Three Dynasties. Perhaps the surface of the stone he painted was uneven, and the rows of grinding pits absorbed his energy. But when the rain moistens the whole body, it will take off again like a petrel and hover in the sky to meet the arrival of the storm! Hangzhou is Su Dongpo's "second hometown". This man of temperament often comes here to enjoy the scenery. On the west lake, gongs and drums are everywhere. On the river, the glass is slippery, and occasionally birds sing, and they pass low under Su Causeway and Hongxiang. When Su Shi was a satrap, he solved the problem of water use for residents here. Qiantang River flows out of West Lake, flows to DC, and finally flows into the East China Sea. So the amount of water in the West Lake is decreasing, and people are short of water. Such a poet who loves the people and enjoys the scenery built the Su Causeway for flood control and water diversion, so it is difficult to use water. At the same time, the beautiful scenery of "three pools printing the moon" is also printed in the hearts of many tourists. "The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy." Su Dongpo rose to the occasion after the completion of Su Causeway, and then indulged in his beautiful literary feelings.
When he was frustrated in life, he once sang that "straw sandals are lighter than horses." Who is afraid? " The misty rain is coming, and the wind is full. "High-profile, accept the reality. Just like "people have joys and sorrows, the moon has ups and downs, and there is no such thing as perfection in ancient times", so we have to let nature take its course and it is quite fascinating. The optimistic realm and lofty feelings are spread and admired by the world! "Lianzhou, Huangzhou Huizhou", he used poetry to lightly complain about the bitterness and longing, joy and sadness of this emotional person, comforted himself and touched many people's hearts. This is the expression and understanding of emotion. As a dancer, he is just himself, just being himself and following his nature-these are also his loveliness. Su Shi written by Lin Yutang is so cute and humorous. Perhaps this is the real him: a person full of interest, a person who sticks to beauty, an artist, a romantic person, a perfect person, a stubborn, conceited, lofty and enjoying life. He is Su Dongpo, Su Dongpo of flesh and blood!