I once dreamed of literature, hoping to use my own words to dig an outlet for catharsis and release my inflated mind.
Like a carpenter offering sacrifices to Lu Ban, like a businessman offering sacrifices to Guan Gong, like a pilgrim visiting a temple. Although Han Yu is not the ancestor of literature, it is absolutely necessary for posthumous title to pay homage to Han Wengong's literary Sect. Therefore, many times I wanted to make a special trip to Mengzhou to pay homage to Hanyuan, but I always expected to be mixed with fear. This time, I finally made up my mind to drive early in the morning. Actually, I live not far from Hanyuan, just across a river, and it's only an hour's drive. Cross the Yellow River Bridge to the north, Jingwen County and Damengzhou, and then reach Hanyuan to the west.
It's midsummer, although there is a breeze blowing on my face, but the rising red sun in the distance seems to be brewing another hot dog day. The tall poplars on both sides of the road exude a thick green meaning, while the crape myrtle trees interspersed among them are full of flowers and gorgeous as a sunset. Full of green in the field outside the street trees, low yam, high corn, neither high nor low cotton, pieces of grass grow. In midsummer, green covers the eyes, and the Taihang Mountain in the distance is shrouded in fog and water vapor. Driving on this alluvial plain is like breaking into a green fairyland.
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Less than 6 kilometers from mengzhou city, on the north side of Luo Chang Park, a scarlet archway imitating the Tang Dynasty stands in front of us. This is the graveyard of Han Yu, a famous writer in the Tang Dynasty.
Follow Shinto, go north, cross the square, cross the altar, climb the mountain gate, and enter the dining hall. There are trees everywhere, with dense pines and cypresses, willows and willows, and bamboo and bamboo.
I went directly to Han Yu's grave. In the green shade of cypress, there lies a generation of literati Han Yu. There is no rich sacrifice, only a bunch of flowers, a column of cigarettes and a pious heart. At this moment, time seems to be still, and I can feel my heartbeat.
In the past 1000 years, countless people have come to pay their respects, and it has become a rich cultural shrine. Those smooth stone steps have recorded the footsteps of many people for thousands of years, those thick mosses are full of rich historical flavor, and those colorful tombstones and epitaphs eloquently explain something to people.
This tall tomb has long been surrounded by bricks and stones. I walked slowly around the grave. The tomb is like a hill, surrounded by trees and grass, and there is a faint fragrance around it. Is it grass, fruit, ink, book or earth?
Suddenly remembered the popular legend here. On the tomb, the fruit on the west side of the jujube tree is sweet, and the fruit on the east side is sour. This is because Pei Du, a close friend of Han Yu, and Huangfuyun, a political opponent, brought different sacrifices. Looking at the faint green fruit on the jujube tree, although I can't tell whether it is true or not, I would rather believe it is true. Love is sweet, jealousy is sour, and different attitudes will naturally bear different fruits.
Look at the two arborvitae planted in front of the tomb when it was built. Although it has been over 1 100 years, it is still magnificent and lush. Where are these two cypresses? Their rich background and vigorous vitality are the distinctive signs of Han Yu's character and literature. Between trees, on branches and leaves, there are wisps of aura.
I stood in the shade of a tree, clearing my mind, calming my mind and looking up at it. ...
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The cypress trees are dense and the bamboo shadows are dense. Near noon, the cemetery was silent. Along the side door in front of the tomb to the east, there are murals carved according to the folk stories and legends of Han Yu, as well as inscriptions by national leaders, celebrities and Korean studies experts.
Although it's dog days, walking on the boulevard is still a little cold. Occasionally, there are cicadas chirping and crows making noise, and then they fall into silence, as if walking into the depths of time. Smell the fragrance of the orchid at the root of the wall, and look at the frozen pictures painted on the wall, such as Kouchi buddhist nun, standing water cloth, flying kites and diving, chasing crocodiles for the text, crossing the horse to attract mountains, and dreaming of swallowing Dan seal. Anecdotes and allusions are connected from frame to frame, and those such as "thunder and thunder are shocking to the present", "the decline of eight generations of literature, the drowning of Taoism and discipline in the world" and "man-made 100 masters" are endless; Like the surging Yellow River, it keeps running; Like a majestic Taihang, it stretches endlessly.
As a generation of literate Sect, his literary works, as a model of all previous dynasties, have never been seen before and have never been seen since, and are regarded as the first of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties. His article is magnificent and thorough in reasoning. Tell the truth without fear; Worried about the country and the people, passionate; Naturally casual, if you chat at home; Break through the tradition and take on a new look. Many of his words and phrases are unique and exquisite, praised by people, and spread endlessly, such as "diligence and leisure, ruin by thinking", "different from the same work", "everything is preserved" and "including English and Chinese". , has long been a well-known proverb and idiom. His writing theories, such as "the unity of literature and Taoism", "moderation in words", "no words in words" and "following words", are still the writing standards that writers are striving for.
Walking out of the East Garden, I sat on the stone bench of Han Jingting, which was set off by bamboo. I am thinking that the reason why Han Yu is so admired is not only because his articles inspired future generations, but also because he is a descendant of his character. It suddenly occurred to me that Bai Juyi's evaluation of Han Yu is not only "bookish and high-spirited", but also "straightforward, defensive, snobbish and complacent." "
Writing is like a man. Han Yu's writing stops us at the mountains, and his character is an example for us to learn. He insisted on writing all his life, leaving more than 700 exquisite articles for later generations. Teachers' comments, destruction and explanation have influenced generations of scholars. He is a man of culture, but I think he is a man of virtue. Perhaps, for Han Yu, the article is just a manifestation of his glorious life. Between the lines of his article, we can really feel his attitude and connotation of life, his open mind and straightforward character, and his firm will and courage to support the great men of this era.
Han Yu had a difficult childhood and was lonely at the age of three. He was brought up by his eldest sister-in-law, and family changes further quenched his strong will. Since childhood, Han Yu has been determined to study the world, and he is eager to study. He insists on writing hundreds or even thousands of words every day, and never needs praise and encouragement from others. His road to the imperial examination was full of ups and downs, and so was his career path. However, whether it is a humble local official or a prominent official in Beijing, Han Yu has always been upright and upright to the powerful, but obedient to the people. He spoke out bravely and was demoted repeatedly, but he never changed his nature of worrying about the country and the people. As Xue Xue, a scholar in the Qing Dynasty, commented on him: "Han Changli is academically honest and overlooks everyone; Kuang Jun's heart, never forget a meal, save time and effort, never give up; But the disease is too strict to be used. However, if you love talents, you can't quit. It is said that Confucius and Mencius are directly paid and comfortable, and the letter is true. "
Once again, I stood in front of the dining hall and looked at the granite statue more than 3 meters high again. As an outstanding politician, writer, philosopher and thinker in the middle Tang Dynasty, I was deeply moved by his stalwart body, rough bones, long hand scroll, frowning brows and eyes overlooking everything.
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I visited almost every corner of the garden for more than two hours.
Probably because there are few tourists, the door of the exhibition hall on the west side of the cemetery is closed. It is said that there are pictures of state leaders visiting the North Korean Garden, as well as Han Yu's historical materials in Yangshan and Chaozhou. Unfortunately, I didn't have a chance to see it this time, leaving a regret, but I also have the expectation of coming again.
Walking out of the shady Korean garden, a heat wave came to my face, and the sun raged in the dog days. Look at the surrounding scenery, standing listlessly in the sun, as silent as a melting sculpture.
Only two cypress trees in the garden gradually solidified in my heart, with deep roots and luxuriant leaves. ...