This year, he was sixty-five years old.
He set out from the remote Danzhou, and his plan was to return to Changzhou to spend his remaining years.
It has been a long and dusty journey and encountered various hardships and dangers.
When passing through Zhenjiang, I visited Jinshan and saw that my portrait from back then was still there. Looking back on the past, I was filled with emotion and wrote "Self-Inscribed Portrait of Jinshan":
Feelings Like Me The gray wood is like a boat without ties.
I ask you about your life achievements, Huangzhou, Huizhou and Danzhou.
No one would have expected that when he wrote this poem, this great poet who was famous all over the world and wandered all his life would only have two months left before his death.
Twenty-four words highly summarize his life, including self-deprecation and self-effacement.
Huangzhou, Huizhou, and Danzhou were the three places where he was demoted, where he spent almost his prime, middle age, and twilight years.
Some people say that Su Dongpo was either demoted or on the road to being demoted in his life.
When reading his poems, you can trace the path he walked, the mountains he swam, the clouds he looked at, and the rain he saw in the words.
When I opened the book and walked in Su's poetry world, I encountered many rains.
Different places, different moods, different sounds of wind and rain, and different flavors of life.
Huangzhou: A raincoat of mist leads to a lifetime
At the age of forty-two, a Wutai poetry case put Su Dongpo in jail.
Fortunately, he escaped death and was later demoted to Huangzhou.
Huangzhou is a place that is “remote, rainy, and has a dim weather”, making it not a livable city.
For Su Dongpo, it may be called a blessing in disguise. Here, he can imitate his idol Tao Yuanming and live a life of self-reliance and living in the fields.
He led his family to build homes, dig wasteland, build dams, dig fish ponds, plant saplings, and cultivate vegetables. The farmer lived a busy life.
During his spare time, he also studied gourmet food and made his own Dongpo pork to improve the food for his family.
He built a house on a snowy day and named it Snow Hall.
The local prefect respected this great writer and gave him Lingao Pavilion to live in.
Whenever I have nothing to do, lying half in the pavilion, drunk, watching the clouds coming and going, the river flowing slowly, and feeling the beauty of heaven and earth, it is really a pleasure in life.
In the spring of the fifth year of Yuanfeng, that is, the third year after arriving in Huangzhou, one day, Su Dongpo went on a trip with his friends.
When they walked to a place called Shahu, a storm suddenly came, and those who were traveling with them felt very embarrassed because they themselves became drowned rats.
Only Su Dongpo didn't feel it and always took it calmly.
After the rain, the sky cleared, and inspiration came to him. He wrote a piece of "Ding Feng Bo":
Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid?
Let your life be spent in the mist and rain.
The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly.
Looking back at the desolate place where I have always been, when I return, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine.
If the mind is not free and cannot live in the present, we miss a lot of scenery.
If the mind is not enslaved by form, and if the state of mind is created by the mind, then there will be a different state.
This spring rain in Huangzhou reminds me of two lines from Wang Guozhen's poems:
"When the heart is clear, it rains also, and when it rains, it also rains."
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Let it be the wind, let it be the rain, and let the misty rain live for the rest of your life. This is Su Dongpo's calmness and optimism that transcended the times.
Huizhou: I miss you even more every time it rains
If marriage is a game, Su Dongpo won the bet three times.
He has married three women in his life, one loves him, one admires him, and one understands him.
This elusive flower that is rare to find is the third wife Wang Chaoyun.
One day, Su Dongpo returned home from the imperial court. He ate and asked others, "Do you know what is in my stomach?"
Some people said it was , and some people said it was knowledgeable and insightful. Only Chaoyun answered playfully - it was completely inappropriate.
Su Dongpo Shi laughed heartily when he heard this.
The so-called understanding means that two people can think what you think in the same context.
When Su Dongpo was working in Hangzhou, he met Chaoyun. She was a talented singer who was only twelve years old and looked like a spring garden.
Wang Runzhi bought her as a maid.