Sichuanese Zhang Dai, his name is Tao An. When I was young, I was a playboy. I love lively places, live in beautiful houses, love beautiful handmaids to serve me, love to be full of energy, love to wear bright and gorgeous clothes, often eat delicious food, ride horses, watch fireworks, like life in the pear garden, like playing gongs and drums, like antiques, like planting flowers and raising birds, drink tea and eat oranges on irregular days, or indulge in them. When Zhang Dai was 50 years old, the Ming Dynasty perished and he was penniless. Later, he went to live in seclusion in the mountains, leaving only a rotten bed, a broken tea table, a broken bronze tripod, a piano that can't play, and some worn-out books and broken inkstones. Wear linen, eat vegetarian food, and often eat nothing. Think about twenty years ago, it was like two worlds. Often talking to myself, there are seven problems that can't be solved: they used to be princes from ordinary people, but now they are demoted from aristocratic families to beggars, and the rich and the poor are upside down, which is incomprehensible; The grain produced is not as good as that of Middle Earth (Han people in Ming Dynasty), and secular people want to live like a sacred valley. There are many shortcuts in the world, and Shan Ye has a lonely seclusion, which makes the difference between the rich and the poor, which is incomprehensible. It is incomprehensible to use scholars to go to the battlefield and generals to write articles. As far as Shangguan is concerned, you are not depressed to accompany the Jade Emperor, nor proud to live with beggars from bottom to top, which makes the generational difference disappear. This is incomprehensible. When it is weak, it spits on its face with saliva, which makes it so weak. When it is strong and sharp, it can go to the opponent alone, which makes the strength run counter to each other at different times and incomprehensible. For a while, the world is vying for fame and fortune, and after watching a game, it is willing to let others play first, making the priorities very wrong; The sixth one is incomprehensible; Gambling dice, I don't know the outcome, a cup of tea or a mouthful of water, it is difficult to tell which river is in the water; In this way, wisdom and stupidity become complicated and incomprehensible. Seven incomprehensible things, not to mention understanding them yourself. Can you expect someone else to solve it? Therefore, it is ok to call it rich or poor. Call it wisdom, or a fool; Call it an upright person or a weak person; Call them industrious people or lazy people. Learning arts, martial arts, etiquette, writing articles, seeking immortality, and learning to grow flowers all failed. Let others call him a black sheep, a loser, a stubborn man, a dull scholar, a sleepy man and a lifeless old charm. Dujiangyan city has become a thing of the past. At first, Zhang Dai was named Zongzi, and people called him Shigong, so he became a Shigong. His favorite works are Shi Kuishu, Zhang's Genealogy, Yi Lie Zhuan, nirvana in fire, Ming Yi, Da Yong, Shi Que, Four Books Meet, Memories of Dreams, Talking about Bell, and Wanli of Ming Dynasty was born on August 25th (1599). When I was a child, I got phlegm disease many times and was raised by my grandmother, Mrs. Matthew, for ten years. My great-grandfather Yungu Gong was an official in Guangdong and Guangxi, and he had a large number of Niuhuang pills (up to tens of thousands) with Tibetan properties. At first, I learned to climb to 16 years old on the ground, and I recovered after taking this medicine. When I was six years old, my grandfather Yu Ruogong took me to Hangzhou. I met Mr. Mei Gong riding a reindeer. He was traveling in Qiantang and said to his grandfather, "I heard that your grandson is good at poetry." I should interview him today. " He pointed to the picture of Li Bai riding a whale on the screen and said, "Taibai rides a whale and quarries for jathyapple by the river." I replied: "Meigong Henglu, there is autumn wind in Qiantang County." Mr. Mei Gong laughed, got up and jumped down, saying, "Where can I find such a smart and handsome man? (Of course) it is my little friend. " He hoped that I would try to write more articles, but I didn't expect to achieve anything. Jia (1644) years later, I am carefree, delirious, unable to die, unable to sustain my life, with white hair coiled, and still living on earth. I am afraid that one day I will die suddenly and rot like a plant, because I think the ancients, such as Wang Ji, Tao Qian and Xu Wei, wrote their own epitaphs, so I will follow their example and write one. I just wanted to start thinking, but I felt that I was not good at writing, so I picked up the pen again and again and put it down (thinking). Even so, just talking about my hobbies can be recorded. I once built my own tomb in Jitou Mountain, Wang Xiang. My friend Li Yanzhai wrote on the title of this cave tomb: "Alas, there was a tomb written by Zhang Changgong of Tao An, a scholar of the Amin Dynasty." Bo Luan, a noble-minded man, has a grave near his grave, so I chose Xiangzili's cemetery. I will be seventy years old next year, and the date of death and burial is unknown, so I won't record it for the time being. The epitaph reads: "Shi Chong, the richest man in Jin Dynasty, once fought with yang xian and others for power and profit. Bian He, who was not sensible, dedicated Jing Yu to the King of Chu. Old Lian Po fought Qin in Zhuolu. Open a historical bureau under the guise of Sima Qian. Su Dongpo was delicious, Boyi and Shu Qi starved to death in shouyangshan. Dr. Barrish, how could he betray his talents? Learn Tao Qian for nothing and admire belle for nothing. Only by looking for a hermit like Zheng Sixiao, a savage from the Three Kingdoms, can I know the feelings I can't talk about.