Ponkin
Bones are hard tissues that support humans and vertebrates.
People can't stand without bones.
There are many sayings about bones, which are connected by bones, blood, joints, bones and flesh and blood; Deep-rooted, explicit, speaking like a book, creepy; Cartilage, pubic bone, brittle bone, short bone, obsequious bone; Character, pride, steel, and the power of clanking iron. ...
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In my knowledge career, I knew the word "Sima Qian" more than 30 years ago. It is different from the way most people read Historical Records and Sima Qian simultaneously. Sima turned a corner when she came to me. First of all, we met another person while reading his works. At that time, I was about ten years old, and the vigorous "Great Revolution" storm began. Everyone burns, looks through and hides many books of many people at all times and in all countries, scrambling to read one person's book (not only reading, but also reciting, competing with each other and dancing and singing like reciting classics). Fortunately, this person also likes to quote some literature and history. Therefore, when reciting "People always die, but the meaning of death is different", we knew when we were young that there was a difference between "being heavier than Mount Tai" and "being lighter than a feather" when we died, and that there was a writer named Sima Qian in ancient China.
Later, classes resumed, and the textbooks filtered by the big red filter were already very thin, and there were even one or two ancient texts left in the thin textbooks. In this way, while remembering the highest instructions such as "We must fight privately and criticize and repair" and "Never forget the class struggle", we also recorded famous sayings such as "A prince will have seeds in peacetime", "A sparrow knows the ambition of a swan" and "The story of Xiang Zhuang's sword dance is intended to repeat itself". Of course, at this time, attention was focused on words and articles, and little was known about the author. What is the relationship between this ancient man and a contemporary named Pang Jin has never been thought about.
The moment that caused the soul to shake was after college. It was a night shortly after entering the school, and the joint classroom with 500 to 600 people was packed. Mr. Sun Daren, who was teaching in the history department at that time, gave the students a report about Sima Qian. I went early and chose a front row seat. Mr. Sun was in his early forties. His hair is not thick, but his eyes are smart. He doesn't need a speech. His voice is hoarse but infectious. I listened intently, for two hours, as if it were only twenty minutes. Finally, applause, applause thundered. I really appreciate Mr. Persson. This is the best report I have ever heard. Yes, how many emperors will be drowned by the long river of history! But Sima Qian stood up, stood up in the muddy water, stood up, like a mountain! A towering mountain with infinite scenery! The Chinese nation is not short of emperors like Liang Wudi, but the Chinese nation cannot live without this mountain!
After that, I began to visit the mountain and read it. Bao Renshu 'an is a painstaking work of Tai Shigong, in which "Wang Wen was arrested and played Zhouyi, and Zhong You wrote Chunqiu"; Qu Yuan's exile is a tribute to Li Sao. Zuo Qiu is blind and has "Mandarin"; "Sun Tzu's bony feet, the revised version of Sun Tzu's Art of War ..." Three hundred poems, generally attributed to the angry actions of sages "is the one I read the most. Every time I read this, I feel a whirlpool of sadness in my chest. I seem to see the heroic and vicissitudes of faces, and the disabled and resolute figures are coming to me step by step under the leadership of Lord Sima. I also vaguely hear their call: Pang Jin, come to our team! Of course, it takes time to understand a person and give him a spirit-not only time, but also hardships and unusual hardships.
Sima Qian is a local communist party in Shaanxi Province, and his tomb is in Dongfu Hancheng. I have long wanted to visit Sima Temple, but this trip took place on a day in mid-May of 1998. The Provincial Federation of Literary and Art Circles organized a group of literary and art workers to collect wind at Hancheng Power Plant. On the way home, we boarded Zhichuan South. West pillow Liangshan, east look at Jin soil, stone bridge pine and cypress, cliff too Shi Kefa ancestral home's tomb, really magnificent. At present, surrounded by cheese water, it is light silvery white; The fields between buildings are contiguous, and they are already green everywhere. Looking up, the Yellow River stretches as far as the eye can see. We walked up on white stones, passed the arch of "uphill", entered the gatehouse of "Shi Bi Zhao Shi", and then the famous "ninety-nine steps". Next, my sense of loftiness will increase by one layer. I know this is a feeling when I get close to someone I admire in my bones. This feeling is very special and unusual, because it is a pity that there are too few people I can admire from my bones in this vast land in the east of the earth.
Author: rotten apple 2007-1-14 22:18 reply to this speech.
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2 [Re-issue] Heaven and earth are a bone.
There are many plaques and couplets, and there are also many stone tablets engraved with poems. What is particularly striking is the combination of "the ancestor of literature and history" and "awe-inspiring, keeping the breath of Han, being quiet and angry, making the history of faith shine on the world", and Guo Moruo's "Longmen has a wonderful show and is a dragon; The study of colonization is unprecedented and the articles are outstanding; Compassion is like an axe, and exhalation is like a neon; The poem "Pursuing the merits of my father and seeking a great historian for a thousand years". In all fairness, Mr. Guo's poems are well titled and beautifully written, so that many tourists are attracted to touch this monument and take photos. But unfortunately, as a literary master, Guo did not inherit the most fundamental things from Tai Shigong. His bones are too soft-why are your bones so soft? Can't you be a little softer? Alas!
The statue of Tai Shigong is located behind these plaques, couplets and inscriptions. The old man's hair is high, he is wearing a red robe, his eyebrows are long, and his eyes are bright-those eyes have the clarity of clouds that penetrate history and extraordinary Mu Ran. What is striking is that having a heart-long beard gives people a sense of pride as a scholar and a sense of solemnity as a Confucian. It is said that castrated people will be stripped of their beards, and this statue is full of beards-probably because of public opinion: your emperor wants to turn a hot-blooded man into a "eunuch" who is neither male nor female, but in the eyes of our people, this man is still a person, and he will always be a man who will stand tall and swallow mountains and rivers!
Look carefully, the statue of Sima Qian is slightly inclined, with his head tilted to the north. There is a saying that Sima Qian took a fancy to the Suwu Temple, which was built on the northern plain 30 miles away, because the messenger of the Han Dynasty who was herding sheep in the northern country 19 and Sima Qian were close friends. Another view is that Sima Qian is looking at Li Ling from a distance. The great man was forced to land in the north, which was the cause of Sima Qian's disaster. I prefer the latter statement. I even think that it is inevitable that "the disaster of Li Ling" will befall Sima Qian. Yes, Sima Qian is a man of character, blood, talent and ambition. Such a scholar is the conscience of society in any dynasty. When the news that Li Ling "set foot on less than 5,000 soldiers, and deeply trained his family" reached Chang 'an, Liu Che, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, was beaming, and his princes and princes also "sacrificed their lives" in succession. It seemed that the sparrows in Changle Palace were going to become dancers. Unexpectedly, a few days later, Li Ling was finally captured and surrendered because he was outnumbered. When the news came, the whole court was silent, and Liu Che was even more "sad from it", and his face hung like a frosted candel.
"What do you have to say?" In class, Liu Che glanced at his ministers. Ministers still looked at each other, Nuo Nuo passive Nuo Nuo; In other words, it is not enough to kill the nine families of Li Ling to pieces. Liu Che's brother-in-law, Li Guangli, an unsuccessful general of the Second Division who also wants to be famous, probably holds this view. When Liu Che squinted at the scenery, our Taishi Gong stood out. He said that Li Ling is self-denying and dedicated to public service at ordinary times, and has the demeanor of a national scholar. This expedition, alone, was a bloody battle, and it was extremely heroic. Defeating the enemy is a temporary helplessness, and he will work for the Han Dynasty again when he has the opportunity. "Good you Sima Qian," Liu Che was furious. "How dare you speak for a traitor? Who gave you courage? " Liu Che's jade-killing case: being punished in prison!
Yes, it seems that Sima Qian can say a few fair words at most. However, the problem is not fairness itself, but that some people dare to stand up and talk about fairness. There is a profound contradiction between social conscience and authoritarian power. In Liu Che's mind, the courtiers are almost a group of cattle, horses and dogs, pulling plows under the whip, and only the owners are wheezing. You can wag your tail and lick your ass. You can bite whoever you want and kill whoever you want. What right do you have to stand opposite me and say something fair? Who gave you the right? Hum, aren't you Sima Qian, a gifted scholar in Zhong Ling? Don't you need to write a straight book and make a statement? I didn't expect that. I, Liu Che, wanted to punish you for a long time, but I didn't have a chance. Now, you hit me. Cleaning up your literary leaders will also hit the whole literati, what social conscience, nonsense! I sentence you to death for false accusation. I don't expect you to be redeemed. If you want to live, I will be castrated! I want the whole world to see how the great emperor Liu Che handled such a top scholar! See me or you! ?
I want to cry and be haunted. I cry and laugh. Sima Qian suffered, the world was chilling, and all beings shed tears. However, many people celebrate each other, such as Li Guangli, Zhang Guangli, Wang Guangli, Liu Guangli and Zhao Guangli. Aren't you talented? Don't you think highly of yourself and regard us as traitors? Now, ask the emperor to castrate you and see if you can still drive. See if you're still proud? After more than two thousand years, I can still clearly hear the moaning laughter of these people from the corner of the temple. This laughter made me shiver heavily, and a trace of sadness penetrated my spine from bottom to top. Yes, for more than two thousand years, our country is vast, our nation is vast, we advance wave after wave, we carry forward the past and forge ahead into the future, but there has never been a good way to restrain emperors like Liu Che who are worse than Liu Che. Their own likes and dislikes are universal laws. They punish whoever they want, attack whoever they want, and hurt whoever they want. Is there really no good way, or are we unwilling to learn from it and abandon it? So, after Sima Qian, we saw Yang Xiu, Han Yu, Liu Zongyuan, Su Dongpo, Yuan Chonghuan, Chu Anping and Wang Shiwei. ...
Author: rotten apple 2007-1-14 22:18 reply to this speech.
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3 [re-issue] Heaven and earth are a bone.
A gangster who is not strong enough took my pager and dozens of dollars with a blade. Every time I think about it afterwards, I feel ashamed, although I always comfort myself with words that don't care about villains. Think about it. Compared with Tai Shigong's great shame, my little shame is really a grain of dirt. Can you imagine the feelings of a seven-foot man when he was castrated? The reproductive organs are the roots of men. How can this tree stand without roots? I don't know how I will behave when the cold light shining axe blade points to my sexual roots. Blood and broken teeth? In the dark? Lord Sima, how did you spend those terrible times? These words, read today, are still thousands of miles away, and bitter feelings are surging.
Liu Che, Emperor Wu and Sima Qian all had illusions. After Sima Qian's stepfather, he was extremely diligent. He got up early and went to bed late, trying his best to please Emperor Wu. Even if I stand up to defend Li Ling and see the "grief" on the emperor's face, I can't help but be "stunned". However, the cruel reality shattered the innocence of literati. After going to prison, the family was poor, and all the property added up was not enough to be redeemed, and it was difficult for friends who usually made do with it to be rescued. "Kissing is not a word." Do you expect the emperor to forgive you? There seems to be no door. The emperor took the opportunity to kill me! Sima Qian finally understood that outspoken scholars and tyrannical emperors are ice and charcoal, jade and mud. Therefore, he no longer fantasized about bitterness. For the sake of Historical Records, which was "before the creation", and for the ideal and career of "studying the relationship between man and nature, learning from the changes of ancient and modern times, and starting a family", he gritted his teeth, swallowed his blood, resolutely went to suffering, and was executed without sorrow. At this point, Sima Qian realized a transformation, a transformation from a royal tool to an independent personality. For upright literati, this change is too precious, although it has taken blood and tears to smooth the stone. From then on, a scholar came to an emperor, the opposite of the huge system on which the emperor lived. This is the opposition between social conscience and autocratic imperial power, which is weak but has infinite vitality, and which is tough but doomed to extinction. You can ruin my body, but you can't ruin my reward; You can take my life, but you can't break my spirit. I want to write a great book that has never been written in the world, so that this nation can remember Sima Qian and the world can remember Sima Qian! Let you see Liu Che, what is a real scholar and what is the courage of a scholar. Cold flowers bloom, blood nourishes grass and grows fat. In purgatory, Sima Qian achieved a bone while improving his spirit.
What a good bone! Even in the face of a hundred emperors, a thousand tortures and ten thousand tribulations, this bone will never be tender, never tender!
Standing on the generous brick polished by many footprints, we bowed deeply to Taishi Gong through the railing, bowed and bowed again. The statue is in a glass frame, standing outside the lattice door and looking in. My unpleasant image is reflected in Lord Sima. This is an interesting overprinter. On the lower left of the statue stands a wooden sign, which is an introduction. There is a picture at the beginning: the little donkey is looking for grass during the long journey, and the adult Sima is leaning back, holding his head high and facing the sky. From the brief introduction, I noticed a time: Sima Qian started writing historical records at the age of 42, and I am just 42 years old this year. Forty-two years old, the age after confusion; Forty-two years old, I stood in front of the statue of Tai Shigong; When I was forty-two, I thought of Sima Qian and Pang Jin together. I think there are many kinds of literati in the world, and Sima Qian is a particularly difficult one. Only things that are particularly difficult to do are particularly worth doing. With the change of time series and limited talent, it is probably difficult for us to have a chance to become a complete Sima Qian. Then, can't we grow a bone of Sima Qian? I hope so.