With those beautiful words, he became the first real writer in ancient China. With more than 100 humorous fables, he became the most accomplished fable master in ancient China. With those extraordinary and wise thoughts, he became a philosophical peak of that great era. He told a fable and described the whole world for us. He let the wings of thought soar in Wan Li; He reflected on the success or failure of ups and downs in ancient and modern times, which made all thinkers in later generations look at the ocean and sigh. An emperor can't be a minister, and a vassal can't be a friend. This is the acme of arrogant people in ancient and modern times; Life is not willing to be Wan Huhou, and death is not much, which is the acme of indifferent people in ancient and modern times. Facing Zhuangzi, we seem to face high mountains. However, he is just a fish swimming with its tail dragged, a butterfly dancing outside the dream, and a dust swimming freely between heaven and earth. ...

The death of Ji Sheng and others in Guangling-Ye (Ji Kang)

This is one of the few handsome men with special pen and ink records in cultural history, and one of the few great thinkers who reached the peak of the times in a great era of great ideological liberation. Breaking Up with Shan Juyuan and Lu Xun's Unforgettable represent the tacit understanding between two great minds in two dark ages. Before being slaughtered, the leader of the bamboo forest calmly beat Guangling San and sighed, "Guangling San is absolutely famous in Yongcheng." Not only Guangling San, but also the romantic bamboo forest and the Wei and Jin dynasties have become masterpieces since then.

The fruit of Nanshan is leisure-Tao Yuanming (Tao Qian)

The naive poet didn't want to bend over for Dou Mi. He sang "Hui Xi Ci" and returned to his hometown in the countryside. But "beans are planted in the south of the mountain, the grass is full of beans and the seedlings are sparse", and poets can never harvest grains in the countryside except poetry. When everyone thought that the poet was picking chrysanthemums under the hedge, it was really every time he saw Nanshan leisurely. Our great poet ran to the road of asking for loans when his wife and children were hungry. Therefore, scholars of later generations highly admire this spiritual realm of Tao Yuanming, but few people are willing to continue his life path and few people are willing to inherit his dignity.

Good wine can relieve sorrow-Li Taibai (Li Bai)

The birth of Taibai marked that the Tang Dynasty entered the era of alcoholism: there were emperors who were addicted to alcohol, poets who drank with prostitutes outside every day, and the empire was soaked in alcohol from the inside out. Taibai's great career in his life, besides poetry, drinking and singing, only ordered Gao Lishi to take off his shoes for him. The greatest monarchs and poets in the empire are so dissolute that the days of the empire's weakness are naturally not far away. "An Shi Rebellion" is actually a symptom of alcoholic hepatitis's illness in the Empire. Wine can really relieve anxiety, but how can it last long if it is too white? Wine can't relieve anxiety, so why do Tang poems drink too much every day? After Taibai, although Tang poetry began to give up drinking, the liver disease of the empire was never cured.

Tang Bohu (Tang Yin) is a long book.

Tang Yin was down and out all his life and poor all his life. Apart from poems and paintings, there are only arrogance and informality left. However, history played a big joke on him. For hundreds of years, he has evolved into a playboy whose wives and concubines are still chasing after him, living a happy life. All this stems from his imprint of "the first romantic talent in Jiangnan". "Romance" originally refers to the carefree spiritual world, but it has been transplanted to the waistband by later generations. No wonder, there are no real lunatics today, and everyone regards filth as romance.

All because of being down and out-Xu Wenchang (Xu Wei)

In his later years, Xu Wei began to devote himself to literary creation and became a great master. However, without the humiliation of childhood, the ups and downs of youth, the pride and frustration of middle age, the mental torture of killing his wife and imprisonment, and the embarrassment and sadness in his later years, I am afraid that our literary history and art history will lose such a peerless genius. So, are we lucky or unlucky? Or is Wen Chang unfortunate and its cultural history lucky? In Wen Chang, I often think, is genius always proportional to suffering?