Time flies. When Su Shi was 20 years old, Su Xun, Su Shi and Su Zhe left Sichuan and rushed to Bianliang, the capital of Henan Province, to take the exam.
The father and son are riding donkeys. The mountain road is rugged, with eighteen bends and rough waterways. Because the people love their father and son so much that they say they are driving colorful clouds. As everyone knows, all good wishes and dreams, returning to reality, are indifferent truth and a little hesitation. Their trip to Beijing was bumpy and bitter, but in Su Shi's mind, it was an elusive idea.
The first time I went out, I was excited that I didn't dare to release too much. Seeing different scenery, he has different subtleties and different emotions. At the same time, he also has an inexplicable worry and worry, not knowing what the road of life will be like tomorrow.
The accomplishment, feelings and mind he developed in Meishan's hometown have now risen again and filled his heart. Why worry too much about tomorrow's unknown? At present, I am accompanied by my father and brother. Although it is hard, it is beautiful and quiet. It is the best satisfaction that father and son can walk the same road, talk with affection and righteousness, point out the maze and write lyrics.
They set out from Sichuan, walked all the way, and then came to Mianchi, Henan Province, where they stayed at the monk's house for one night. In the evening, the two brothers are full of poetry and write poems on the wall. After you make a sentence, I respond; You write a poem, and I'll compare it with one. At this moment, the hearts of the two brothers are full of beauty and brilliance. It seems that tomorrow's sun will be the warmest and brightest. Their life will be comfortable and accessible, and it will be comfortable and natural.
Su Che, who sat quietly, said nothing. On the one hand, he is happy for his two children; On the other hand, he has all kinds of anxiety and anxiety in his heart. He doesn't know, what will be the two brothers' tomorrow? I don't know if the rest of their lives will be dull. He can't tell whether it is simple or not, which is more suitable for them and will make them happy and natural.
Sometimes in life, you don't need to think too much; In life, it is futile to break the south wall. In life, their three sons, Su Men, will never let them be simple ordinary people. The three of them, like the brightest stars, will surely shine in the starry sky of Dasong.
This time, both of them were admitted to Jinshi, and at the same time, they also started their career path. However, their father, Su Xun, was not admitted until his death. However, he had two sons who were Jinshi, and the court was merciful and sealed his official position. Su Xun laughed at himself: "Nothing is easier than success. An old man is like success. It's hard to get to the point. Children are like picking up mustard. "It is a pity that he failed to embark on the official career with the imperial examination.
106 1 year, that is, in the sixth year of Jiayou, Su Shi took office in Fengxiang, Shanxi, and Su Zhe sent him to Mianchi. The idle monk is gone, and has become a new tower that stands coldly; The monk's house where we used to write poems has collapsed, and the handwriting on that wall is hard to distinguish. Four years, as if it were yesterday, things have changed, and the situation is very different, which makes people feel a little bleak.
Seeing this scene, Su Zhe wrote a poem "Huai Mianchi sends his son to look after his brother" and gave it to his brother.
Huai Mianchi sent his son to Zhan Xiong.
Farewell to Jacky, * * * long distance afraid of snow mud.
Back to cycling, I'm still looking for the bridge, and the pedestrians have gone west.
Have you ever been a county magistrate? On the wall of the old monk's house.
Think about traveling alone, it's delicious, but there's no way to lick horses except hiss.
Send you away thousands of miles. Su Zhe sent Su Shi to take office and bid farewell to Jacky. The road we walked together became more muddy because of the rain and snow. I wonder if it implies future career difficulties. The past, the poetic wall, thinking about the past is a beautiful memory; But the thought of going alone in the future career path will reduce the meaning of life. Leaving only one voice, A?vagho?a, aroused all kinds of confusion about the future in my heart.
Su Zhe's poems plunged Su Shi into the pursuit of memory. His eyes are cold and deep, his personality is handsome, he wears a blue shirt and has several beautiful beards. He wrote the famous poem "He Ziyou Mianchi Nostalgia".
What is life like everywhere? It should be like flying in snow.
I accidentally left my fingers and claws in the mud, and Hong Fei was driving that complicated thing.
The old monk is dead and has become a new tower. There is no reason to look at the old topic with a broken wall.
Remember whether the past was rugged or not, and the long road was full of people.
Life is alive, constantly bumping and drifting, here today, I don't know where to go tomorrow. Walking between heaven and earth, because of some accidental karma, left some traces, some memories, some emotions. Man, it seems, is the swan that takes off at will, walking unintentionally in this snow, stopping occasionally, leaving paw prints on this snow.
Life is an accident and the world is an opportunity. Some casual acquaintances and feelings; There are some coincidences that you and I cherish. Life, like flying snow and mud claws, has left its mark because of accidents. Once the snow melts, everything will disappear.
What is life? Life is a paw print on the snow mud.