From: Dalao Town Studio (Dalao Town 18)
Dating back to around 984 AD, a teenager was born and his father named him Liu Sanbian.
This name comes from a sentence by Xia Zi in The Analects of Confucius: A gentleman has three changes, seeing it as warm and listening as words.
As soon as I saw it, I knew it was his family's hope that he could be a gentleman who cultivated morality and ruled the country.
But his wish is not to be a gentleman, he just wants to live freely like a fish.
His grandfather and father both worked as officials, which is regarded as a government official. Teenagers rank seventh among all cousins in the whole family, also called Liu Qi. Let's call him Liu Qi's son.
Wuyi Mountain, famous for its "extraordinary beauty in the south of the Yangtze River", endowed the boy with the spirit of exquisite beauty. He is not only handsome, but also good at writing lyrics.
It is said that when he was a child, he saw a poem "Mei Fengbi" in Wuyishan, his hometown, and he was infatuated with it. From then on, he never forgot to write poems praising the beauty of Wuyishan again and again, which was called "the next pen on the goose peak".
The family is proud of him, and the child will have a bright future, so let him go to Beijing to catch the exam.
"But why should I go to Beijing to catch the exam?" He still can't figure out what he came to this world for.
He climbed to zhongfeng, where there was a zhongfeng temple, and asked the Zen master in the temple:
Master, what am I doing here?
The Zen master smiled and closed his eyes after only three sentences. He left in confusion.
The sunset glow reflected the fallen leaves all over the mountain, and he remembered the first sentence that the Zen master said:
Which leaf do you want from this mountain full of fallen leaves? What exactly do you want?
Zen master's words made him even more confused. He doesn't know what he wants. Since his family asked him to take the exam, he went.
19-year-old son Liu Qi started from his hometown Wuyishan, entered Hangzhou from Qiantang, then went to Yangzhou via Suzhou, and finally came to the imperial capital Bianjing. In fact, it took him six years.
It is not that the journey is too far, but that he turns a blind eye to the beauty of the world.
The young man who walked out of the mountains for the first time, everywhere he went, he would be obsessed with the beautiful lakes and mountains and the bustling city there, addicted to listening to music and laughing, and would stay there for a while.
He is looking for it. What does he want? What touched his heart the most?
The first thing that touched him was the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou.
There are such beautiful scenery and such rich cities in this world! Isn't this the legendary paradise?
His young heart is beating violently, and he can't wait to draw a picture of his heart in words for the city and the treasure of the city, the West Lake:
The young son of Liu Qi, with his vigorous pulse, left this passionate word to the world.
Willow trees, painted bridges, high and low pavilions, vaguely 100,000 people, surging tides roll up waves as white as frost and snow, and the wide river is endless.
Look at the dazzling array of jewels and silks and satins of every household, all of which show the world the endless luxury of this city.
The beautiful West Lake and the overlapping mountains complement each other. Here, sweet-scented osmanthus smells all over the city in autumn, while the lake in summer is full of young lotus flowers swaying in the wind.
As soon as this song "Looking at the Tide of the Sea" came out, the weather in Hangzhou was peaceful, which was all described in this way.
Liu Qi's son is famous all over the world.
Legend has it that Yan Hongliang, the gold master, saw Liu Qi's poem "Looking at the Tide of the Sea" in the Southern Song Dynasty more than 100 years later, and was moved by the description of "Sanqiu devil, a lotus flower in ten miles". He suddenly thought of going south, regardless of the opposition of a bunch of princes and ministers, and invaded the Song Dynasty.
Later, someone described the sensation caused by this word like this:
Who transcribed Hangzhou Quzi? Lotus is ten miles in Sanqiu. I don't know that flowers and trees are heartless, which affects the Yangtze River and Wan Li.
Although the song cutting failed this time, this song "Looking at the Tide of the Sea" by Liu Qi's son has been handed down, and the highly concise sentence "Sanqiu devil, ten miles lotus" has also become Hang Cheng's business card.
At the moment, Liu Qi's son is full of ambition. He seems to know the answer he wants.
His father and brother told him from an early age: read books about sages, goods and emperors.
Yes, he wants to be the brightest star in the sky. Although he doesn't know where the scattered flowers are, as long as he can win fame in this most prosperous dynasty, he will certainly shine in the whole Song Dynasty.
However, the 25-year-old Liu Qi's son still doesn't know that the fate waiting for him is a lifetime down and out.
The Northern Song Dynasty was very prosperous, singing every day and getting drunk. Song and dance floor view, Yingying Yanyan, dreamy and sad string songs, as well as the soft and delicate voice of Yingying Yanyan.
He suddenly heard someone singing his song.
He stepped in involuntarily. At this step, he stepped into a world with various customs. He saw sisters who turned into flowers and figures swaying in the depths of the sea.
Yes, they came to this world after all, just to make a flower.
In order to feel the warm sunshine during the day and look at the stars at night, even if it is just to be a despised and bullied geisha.
They are uneducated and can accept compliments from all directions with dignity and elegance;
They are not small jasper, they can seek eternal stability in the care of their parents;
They are just unknown little wildflowers in this world, trying to stand up straight and open in the wind in everyone's eyes and in many dirty tramples.
Even if all the figures are in front of the sun, they can sing to the stars every self-healing night.
Now, here he comes.
Their tears, he understood, when he was a fish, he understood.
If you understand them, pick up a pen and write a compliment for them. They are also daughters, and they need someone to really love and cherish them.
The world eulogizes the peony, the hermit eulogizes the chrysanthemum, and the gentleman loves the lotus alone. What kind of flowers are there in the world that no one sings? But why didn't anyone write a few words for this wild flower that desperately wanted to bloom?
Even the humblest flowers, their soft hearts have a little warmth of longing for love!
In a trance, he is like a tear left by the Northern Song Dynasty. After a walk in this world, he felt so heavy.
Therefore, he loves each of them, and he writes songs to praise them for everyone he loves. They took it out in surprise and sang it for everyone.
Look, this is written for me by a gifted scholar:
He praised me for singing well!
He praised me for dancing well!
He praised me for writing poems!
He praised me for my beautiful voice!
He praised my beautiful eyes!
……
At that time, Yanhua Lane in Bianjing was full of lyrics by Liu Qi's son.
Since ancient times, scholars have been romantic, but no one has declared to the world in his words like the son of Liu Qi:
I crossed this world just for love.
Some people say that real celebrities love themselves.
However, romance can, how can I put it?
Those men who have a geisha and a wife at home, in their eyes, women are just men in clothes, and finally gave Liu Qi the word "gone with the wind".
Spring is just around the corner, and Liu Qi, who is determined to win, is confident that Liu Qi's son will be the first in the imperial examination. Looking down at the long list, there is no name "Liu Sanbian".
Although Liu Ci is also sung in the palace, the emperor can't give such a extravagant person fame.
Liu Qigong was extremely lost in his heart. I just pity them. I just said what I wanted to say. Am I wrong? Well, since I can't get what you want, why should I please people who don't like me?
So he picked up a pen and ink and wrote:
Write, his lips slightly raised, corners of the mouth hung a faint smile, he took a white look, a wave of his hand, chanting:
Empty mountains, flowers in the water? Isn't this the second sentence that the Zen master told him?
Yes, the empty mountain is occupied. What does it have to do with me? I open my own flowers, I flow my own water, I fill in my own words, I take part in my imperial examination, I cling to the red and lean on the green, I swim wildly, I am the protagonist of my life, why not!
Liu Qi's son, have you really had an epiphany? Do you really have to understand, do you want to use this short youth to drink and sing?
Have you really let go of your desire to be a star?
What kind of helplessness do you have behind you who call yourself a talented poet? You proudly claim that you are the Wang Qing of the people. How much loss did you hide?
Otherwise, why did you take the imperial examination four times in a row and fail the list four times in a row?
When Emperor Renzong saw his first word, he angrily crossed out his name on the list with heavy pen and ink: Go to shallow water to sing a low song, why not float the name!
In desperation, he picked up a plaque and wrote seven Chinese characters on it:
Liu Sanbian wrote lyrics in order.
I am rich in Dont Ask For Help, and people need my articles! From then on, I am still a free fish, how happy I am!
At that time, he may not have thought of:
At this time, Liu Qi's son, living in the eaves, was fascinated by flowers, devoted himself to the creation of ci, and began to fill in a lot of ci.
The so-called slow words are based on the original poem, with longer tunes and more words.
Don't underestimate the seemingly insignificant changes such as longer intonation and more words than before. This is a great progress in the development of Song Ci!
The rhythm of words has slowed down, the music has changed greatly, and it is more melodious to play. Complex and tortuous emotions are more suitable to be expressed in slow words.
As Liu Qi's son is affectionate, how can Xiaoling let him express his sentimentality to the fullest?
Which of Liu Qi's childe's innovations in Song Ci, Su Dongpo, Xin Qiji and Li Qingzhao, was not influenced by Liu Qi's childe?
Yan Shu, who looked down on Liu Qi's son, was the prime minister who wrote the famous "helpless flowers, like a swallow returning", and he also used the new tune initiated by Liu Qi's son.
Liu Qi's son used three times more words than Yan Shu and twice as many as Ouyang Xiu.
There are more than 880 tones in Song Ci, of which 100 was initiated by Liu Qi's son!
At that time, Liu Qi's son was now the head of Song Ci. As long as the musicians in the workshop have new songs, they should be asked to write lyrics before they dare to sing them.
But the flowers are filled with boiling water, and they are eager for joy in the morning. When I woke up, I was disappointed and the world of mortals was rolling. After all, Liu Qi's son still didn't see through it.
Humble, but a brilliant fireworks, fleeting, and what Liu Qi's son wants is still the indestructible "floating name", he wants to be an eternal star.
Lantang night candle, millions of Hulu, painting pavilions, can not help but despise his eyes, love and hate to leave sorrow, nothing more than watching the mountains and watching the sky.
Liu Qi's son, with a pack on his back, wants to go to the ends of the earth-Qianshan alone for a lonely and carefree trip.
Parting is sad, doomed to be entangled in the tears of fish and water plants for thousands of years.
When Liu Qi's confidante, Insect Niang, followed her to the riverside, facing the chilly autumn rain, she thought how many years had passed, and how could she stay like a dream? He couldn't help holding Worm Niang's hand, and tears ran down his cheeks, but he couldn't say a word.
When Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty entered Shu, he heard the bell ringing in the rain, so he thought of Yang Guifei and ordered someone to compose Yulinling. He can't help feeling sad about it. Throughout the ages, only those who value the word "love" more than life can understand the pain of where you will go!
In this scene, with the moon as the stage, Yang Liuan in the ten-mile pavilion and the voyage in the thousands of miles of waves as the background, Liu Qi's son and slim moth are full of sadness and tears, and the separated scene is interpreted as a Millennium classic. Their tearful pictures have also achieved an eternal fascination with Liu Qi's son.
Yes, since ancient times, love has hurt and left! At this point, Yulin Order began as an inscription.
You are not Dongpo, and you will not recite such an open-minded poem as "people have joys and sorrows, the moon is full of rain and shine, and it is difficult to be complete in ancient times." You are just a fish from the deep sea, and your tears will never end.
But what does it matter? Some people in this world like Dongpo's generosity, and some people will like your grace; Some people like to watch Kansai men sing "The River Gone for Never" with pipa iron plates, and some people appreciate seventeen-year-old girls singing "Yang Liuan Xiaofeng Canyue" with red fangs.
Just like some people like the starlight that shines forever, some people like the fireworks that shine for a bright moment.
Thousands of years have passed, and the sandstorm in the Song Dynasty is still blowing. For thousands of years, how many people have drowned in his endless love, which is irreparable.
They read, sang and read Liu Qi's Childe.
Where there is a well, you can sing Liu Ci.
When 50-year-old Liu Qi's son finally got a "floating name", I wonder if he wanted to understand what he came into this world for.
In Xiaofeng Salt Field, Ninghai, Zhejiang Province, far from the bustling imperial city, there used to be a young boy, but now he is a thin old man. Who can see that he was the gifted scholar Liu Qi's son?
Just through the tears he shed for the salt worker, we can see that his sentimentality has not diminished.
Because of his good reputation among the people, he was later listed as a famous minister by many county chronicles. Even in the 300 years of the Song Dynasty, only four people were selected as famous ministers in the Yuan Dynasty's "The Map of Changguozhou", and Liu Qi's son also occupied a seat.
It's just that he is taciturn, where did he get the pride of "talented poets are born in white"! He is diligent and conscientious, hoping to get a promotion opportunity, and finally he only achieved the goal of "opening up territory as a foreign minister".
When he was sleepy for a long time and finally went to the official residence, he thought of his former confidants. I wonder if they are all right now and whether they will think of me. I care about it, looking at the distance, looking at my hometown, and I can't get it back anymore.
That smoky homesickness, that sadness of traveling far away, let's tell the story of old Liu Qi's son with this song "Klang Ganzhou"!
Liu Qi's son doesn't know all this. He regretted it after all. He thought that he had written the oath that "I am a rich man in Dont Ask For Help and the people need my articles", and he thought of the heroism of "I want to be the protagonist of my life". However, he didn't do it.
Thinking of my past youth, I waited for the next day, listening to music with wine and buying laughter with money. Don't be dark and negative, how much time.
If you can live forever, why change your life three times!
He silently changed Liu Sanbian to Liu Yong and Jingzhuang to Dong Qing.
If you can, please let me live for a few more years, and I will definitely achieve "everlasting, romantic"!
He looked at the vast canopy with tears and regretted that he only understood the third sentence given to him by the Zen master at the moment:
How short life is, only by transcending time and space and grasping the present can we be with heaven and earth.
After all, he didn't live much longer. About 1054, Liu Yong died.
We don't know exactly what year he was born, or what year he died, or even where his grave is. Up to now, people are still arguing.
In the national history of the Song Dynasty, there were many scholars, but there was no room for Liu Qi's talents. How many ordinary people are constantly moving in the history of the Song Dynasty, but we can't see the back of Liu Qi's son's sad turn.
All I know is that when he died, he was lonely and poor, and geisha pooled their money to bury him.
Maybe he doesn't even know it. Although he didn't get the favor of the emperor, he got the true love of these humble women. He is the uncrowned king of the world.
Let's listen to how geisha sing:
Is there anything more difficult than getting a person's heart?
Childe Liu Qi, you did it.
When everyone does not respect them as "people", you respect them;
When everyone despises them as "aquatic plants", you hold them in your hand as the most beautiful flowers;
When everyone ignores them, they are "lonely, sad and broken, miserable, and their eyes are like red rain". Only you will feel the pain of "binding my heart and bearing your tears all your life".
After your death, every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, in spring and March, geisha came to sweep your grave and burn paper money.
They shed tears for you, and they hate meeting you earlier, in your scenery.
If I can't meet you, I will breathe with you under the same sky; If you can't breathe under the same sky as you, you will be in Tomb-Sweeping Day "Liu Hangqi" every year.
Since then, the custom of "hanging willow seven" has actually formed. No wonder some people say that the scenic spot of Leyuan Garden is like a prostitute's cloud, and she goes to the romantic Liuqi grave. It is ridiculous that the gentry are chased one after another, and the pity is not as good as the red dress.
This custom didn't stop until the Southern Song Dynasty.
Liu Qi's son, he deserves every tear they leave for him. After watching this heartbroken man sing for them with his life, you will understand everything.
Liu Qier, life is just a gorgeous fireworks. Someone saw it, someone appreciated it, and someone remembered it. Who says it can't last forever?
Decades later, Li Qingzhao, known as the first talented woman in the ages, held Qing Xiang's "Collection of Movements" in white and burst into tears: "The brave in the field changed the old sound into a new one and published the" Collection of Movements ",which was great to the world."
She took over the mantle of Liu Qi's son and concentrated on reading. In the end, Ci, a poem that was ignored by scholars, stood firm in the Song Dynasty, standing side by side with Su Xin, and let graceful and unconstrained Ci blossom the most beautiful fireworks in the sky of the Song Dynasty.
Liu Yong is synonymous with ultimate success.
White dress
Singing: River Map
Lyrics: Darsity
Composer: River Map
Who looked for me in the heavy rain at the gate?
Carve the scenery of Gu Zhuo and shine the bright moon at night.
How many songs do I have left to sing?
Make the pen and ink, consumed by Luo Qi.
Who knows my poverty and who knows my pride?
Who ever waited for me in Yanhua Lane?
The flower wall opened and disappeared, leaving only mottled.
Who have I laughed with under the flowers?
A woman whose celadon is like water smiles peacefully.
When the years are quiet, I know that I am no longer young.
The wind blew away the dead leaves and shook off the cicada.
Fall in a yard full of peonies
Singing on the stage, with bead curtain.
How can I make my pen amazing?
This white dress is very common and used to it.
The new words were sung eight or nine times a night;
Change the string and return;
When the wine sings for a long time;
The taste of the product remains unchanged.
Is this white skirt fettered or tired?
Who will spill the wine when the glass is full?
Throw me a roll and get drunk.
Even if you can't see clearly.
Who doesn't change the trip to the red chamber through ups and downs, can't help but worry.
How to play this chess game when there are poems and wine in the room?
The smell of dust lingers behind the bead curtain.
The loess is dusty, and it is difficult to listen to the prelude again.
Tonight's melancholy autumn rain, fame, beauty and friendship
The wind blew away the dead leaves and shook off the cicada.
Fall in a yard full of peonies
Singing on the stage, with bead curtain.
How can I make my pen amazing?
This white dress is very common and used to it.
New words were sung eight or nine times a night.
Change the broken string pipa and return.
When drinking is a song, the night is long.
It tastes the same.
This white skirt is forever and instantaneous.
The lamp oil has burned out tonight;
I haven't finished half the story yet;
Who helped me invent it in the past;
Step on a tree at a time.
It was raining lightly on a bridge and the umbrella was open.
A dream and a pot of wine
Wear white clothes all your life.
This white dress is very common and used to it.
New words were sung eight or nine times a night.
Change the broken string pipa and return.
When drinking is a song, the night is long.
This white skirt is forever and instantaneous.
It tastes the same.
The lamp oil has burned out tonight;
I haven't finished half the story yet;
Who made it up for me in the past?
When you failed the exam for the first time, you smiled and said that wealth is not made by people, and sometimes you will get wisdom in return.
The second time you failed in the exam, you sighed and swallowed up the humiliation and changed the floating name to shallow singing.
The third time I passed the exam, the emperor said in the list that we should sing shallow and low, so why be superficial.
So you went to the streets to write lyrics, and some ironically said, "I wrote lyrics on purpose."
I naturally know your reluctance, your poverty and your pride.