Speaking of Su Dongpo, we all know that he is talented. He and Huang Tingjian were called Su Huang, and Ouyang Xiu were called Su Ou, and Xin Abandoned Disease was called Su Xin. Whether you write poetry, words or prose, even painting can reach the pinnacle.
When he first went to become an official, it was the era of Song Renzong, and Ouyang Xiu, Fan Zhongyan, Sima Guang, and Wang Anshi who were active in the political arena at that time could be described as shining stars. It is in such a group of literary scholars that Su Dongpo's articles can also stand out, and Ouyang Xiu often says to the people around him when reading Su Dongpo's articles, "I am anxious and sweaty, I want to give up this person, so that he has room to get ahead." "When Emperor Renzong was alive, the palace people said that as long as they saw the emperor stop when he was eating, he must be reading Su Dongpo's article. When Su Dongpo was in Huangzhou, he did not go out for a while, no articles flowed into the capital, and it was rumored that he died, when Song Shenzong was eating, and Shenzong said: "There will be no such talents in the future." So he pushed the case away, and he didn't eat any food. At that time, the most important entertainment activity for people was to watch Su Dongpo's works.
I think that the talent and official fortune that is recognized by the emperor and the important ministers should be good. On the contrary, Su Dongpo was caught up in the political whirlpool and was displaced in his later years. But such a person, on the way to being degraded, wrote countless poems that future generations cherished and recited.
Su Dongpo's grandfather was an illiterate man named Su Xu, and he was very good. Su Dongpo's father, Su Xun, did not read before the age of 27, and others said, your son does not read, and the old man said that I am not worried about this. It seems that Su Dongpo's optimistic and open-minded state of mind has also inherited some of Su Laozi's. Su Xun got Su Dongpo at the age of 27 and began to study from then on, and people said that Su Dongpo was the reincarnation of Wenqu Xing, which also influenced his father. Su Dongpo's younger brother is called Su Rui, and the two brothers have a good relationship for a lifetime.
Su Dongpo's first official position was that of a judge in Fengxiang Province, that is, to become an official in Shaanxi. Su Rui sent Su Dongpo to Zhengzhou, and he did not want to leave. Su Dongpo wrote that "ascending to look back at the slope of the long interval, only to see the black hat out and forth" has a sense of picture. In 1065, his wife Wang Fu, who had been married to him for ten years, died, the two people had a good relationship, Su Dongpo respected his wife very much, and after another ten years, he wrote down the poem "Ten years of life and death are two vast, do not think, unforgettable" There is a sentence in the poem that comes at night and dreams and suddenly returns to his hometown, why write it, because he has never been able to return to his hometown in Sichuan after burying his wife and father Su Xun.
Su Dongpo was too punctual in Hangzhou, it can be said that he was a more pleasant time in his life, he wrote a lot of popular poems "want to make the West Lake more than the West, light makeup is always appropriate" In addition, he also wrote a poem that recorded the poverty of the people at that time, "Selling cattle to pay taxes and demolishing houses, worrying less than next year's hunger" In addition to writing poems, he did not do less to fight floods and disaster relief, Su Causeway, yellow building are all built by him.
In 1079, Su Dongpo was put on a hat of deliberate rebellion and went to prison, in October, a person walked to Su Dongpo's cell, this person went to the cell without a word, fell asleep, when the sky was dark, the man got up and patted Su Dongpo's shoulder, saying that you are all right. It turned out that the emperor had ordered someone to come to see Su Dongpo and said that if he really plotted rebellion, he would not be able to sleep soundly. As a result, Su Dongpo snored and thundered overnight. As a result, Su Dongpo was demoted to Huangzhou, and also to Huangzhou, Su Shi became a resident of Dongpo.
Su Dongpo, who arrived in Huangzhou, became a farmer and cultivated land. He wrote, "Last year, the eastern slope picked up rubble and planted three hundred feet of yellow mulberry. This year, the grass is covered with snow, and the sun is blowing like ink." Xuetang is the house where Su Dongpo lives. At that time, the people did not eat, but they could not eat pork, and Dongpo meat was invented by him at this time. He lived not far from Chibi, often ran to Chibi to play, before and after writing "Chibi Fu", "Nian Nu Jiao Chibi Nostalgia" In addition to writing poems, he also did a particularly important thing, when many people gave birth to their third child, the regenerated were killed or abandoned, because they could not feed. Su Dongpo couldn't bear it, found a lot of temples, found someone to donate money to adopt these abandoned babies, and wrote a lot of articles to persuade everyone not to kill children, even if it is difficult, they should raise children.
Su Dongpo has no intention of engaging in politics, and politics really cannot bypass him. In 1094, he was exiled to Lingnan, and no one had ever been exiled to such a distant place before, and everyone thought that such a place could not be inhabited, and they came to say goodbye to him. "Three hundred litchi in a day, do not quit being a Lingnanian" was written at that time. Because of this poem, he was relegated to Hainan Island, where no one had ever been there, and he became an explorer. And at that time he was 60 years old, and he thought he was finished and might not come back.
It wasn't long before he found something interesting on the island, which was oysters. He wrote to his son that I found a delicious thing here, called oysters, everywhere, set up a fire to roast and eat, you must keep it a secret, do not tell the northerners, otherwise the northerners will eat as soon as they come. He also taught the local natives to write, burned themselves without ink, and learned Chinese medicine to see the locals and to see himself.
In 1100 he was finally able to return to Beijing, and the following year he died of illness on a ship in Changzhou. He called his three sons to the bedside and said that I had never tasted evil in my life, and I was confident that I would not go to hell. What Su Dongpo left us is the joy of his soul and the joy of his thoughts, which is immortal.