Qutang Gorge
Boat into the gorge: all the way to the song
Looking at the mouth of the Xiling Gorge of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, in the Three You Caves where the three fathers and sons of the Su family visited and left ink marks, my heart fluctuated, and I thought of it and suddenly had a silly thought: If the sailing ships from the west are caught in the "bubble whirlpool" here, if the huge waves of the Gorge River overturn the small boat... The political arena of the Great Song Dynasty will lack a "contrarian subject", and the starry sky of literature and art will lack a dazzling star.
Portrait of Su Shi
But history is history, and it cannot be repeated and assumed. So I smirked and went in and out of the Sanyou Cave, searching desperately for the footprints of Su's father and son, chasing after them from behind, and rushing straight to the Great Song Dynasty ruled by Emperor Renzong...
In the fourth year of The Reign of Emperor Renzong of Song (1059), Su Shi's brother Shou Mother was bereaved, and in September he and his brother Su Zhen's father Su Xun (苏洵) passed from Meizhou via Yuzhou and deliberately returned to Beijing by boat east of the Three Gorges. Chuanjiang boat in ancient times is very difficult and dangerous, from Yuzhou all the way to the east, in the manpower conditions can only be operated during the day, "from the ancient Chuan River does not sail at night." This stop-and-go, stop-and-go, so that the Su father and son experienced the magnificence of the Three Gorges, but also experienced the dangers of the journey. They visited the Ghost City of Fengdu, the Baigong Ancestral Hall of Zhongxian County, the Zhangfei Temple of Yunyang, the White Emperor Temple of Kuizhou, the Temple of the Goddess of Wushan, the Ancestral Hall of Zigui Quyuan, the Zhaojun Residence, the Yichang Huangling Temple and other places of interest. In the majestic and dangerous Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, people have heard the unique song of young Su Shi -
Into the gorge
From the past, I have a secret reward, and now I have to explore. The Yangtze River is connected to Chu Shu, and the Wanpai is southeast of Yi.
Heshui comes like electricity, and Qianbo is green like blue. The remaining currents are not counted, and the distant forces are competing for reference.
At the beginning of the gorge, there was no way, and the mountains suddenly resembled niches. The clouds are vast and shrink into a pool.
The wind is like breathing, and the clouds are like vomiting. Falling cliffs are singing, weeping green and green.
Cold green and cliff bamboo, lonely born with heather. The flying springs are drifting with snow, and the strange rocks are frightened.
The depth of the stream is known, and the woodcutter is suddenly two or three. People occasionally meet Guo, and the sand bank can take advantage of the blue.
Noshu Prefecture, Bangjun Guzi Male. Put on the evening drum, stay and recommend frost oranges.
Smell the yellow essence grass, clumps of green. Fill up with food and drink, and there is no Peng Tan.
The climate is warm in winter, and the galaxy is halfway through the night. The remnants are miserable and want to pick up the silkworms.
The itama house is unwatted, and the rock house is narrow like an temple. The salary is often risky, and the rice is not surplus.
Sighing is ugly, and I am not ashamed of myself. Ye Zhou is light and far away, and the big wave is solid.
Look at each other in the air, vomit dumb and talk. The wilderness can be lived in peace, and the seclusion is difficult*.
Alone love lonely birds, super 100 feet tall. Flying horizontally should be self-satisfied, and it seems that there is no greed in the distance.
Zhen Fei travels to Xiao Han, and has no heart to take care of the quail. Dusty world disease, cramped I can't do anything.
As good as the forest spring is, mostly for the rich and noble. Try to see asuka music, high and willing.
Boat trip to the Three Gorges
Seeing the real and haunting Entrance of the Three Gorges Qutang Gorge, The Father and Son of the Su Clan admired Li Du and abandoned the boat to land on the shore to explore. The Meizhou Su family is solid, and this return to Beijing is not the same as the previous three years: three years ago, it was to take the Golden Bull Ancient Road from Chang'an to Beijing to catch the exam, and now the brothers have both entered the army, and the filial piety period has expired and gone north, and the grandfathers are leisurely wandering and having a lot of fun. In addition, both father and son are masters of writing poetry, and they have memorized poems during their travels, which is really a good kind of self-promotion.
Su Shi's father and son entered the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, and all the places where they stayed and visited were given a lot of poems. Due to space limitations, this article focuses on several XiaJiang poems written by Dongpo:
White Emperor Temple
Shuo wind rushed into the gorge, what is the tragic end? Refers to the Cangshan Road, to the White Emperor Ancestral Hall.
The deserted city is full of autumn grass, and the ancient trees and wild vines are hanging. The mighty Jingjiang River is far away, and the desolate Shu guests are sad.
Late to ask about customs, sobbing mercy rises and falls. The homeland is still there, and the remnants will not know it.
One side is called the police, and the banner is multiplied. Far from the beginning of the swallow, the ambition is still in the hammer.
Rugged to the Wild Temple, Min Mo ashamed at that time. Broken steamed mountain wheat, long singing bamboo branches.
Jing Handan Zhen Zhuangshi, Wu Zhu Ben Scribe. Although the miscalculation is not enough, Tu Wang gu is already curious.
Yu Yu Emperor, Kyauk Kyauk on the lintel.
Zhuge Yanjing
Five elements of water is salty, anxue river and a well? How not to get along, this means who is introspective.
People's hearts are hard to live with, and physics is evenly successful. There is not much to take, and there is no closure in The Inoue.
Eight moraines
Pingsha is vast, as if seeing a stone fern. Across the river, years of sand and water.
Kong Ming has been dead for a long time, who re-discerns the ranks. Divine soldiers do not learn, and they have not left any tips since ancient times.
Until man has realized, the hereafter will speak in vain. Since the decline of the Han Dynasty, the swarms have done their best.
Heroes do not go down, and misfortunes are not connected for a long time. The city is smoke-free, and the Zhanye River is bleeding.
Ten thousand people gamble and kill them all like Wo Xue. Not for the long term, sloppy is often impossible.
Kong Ming finally rose up, intending to sweep away the sins of the crowd. Rugged things are temperate, and they are indecisive for a long time.
Ambition becomes roundabout, and the years go like a glimpse. The Sixth Division was in disarray, once heroic.
Only the remaining eight arrays, the ancient Zhuang gorge.
Wushan
Qu Tang was exhausted, and Wuxia was rising. The peaks are slightly strange, and the stone color becomes green.
Heavenly workers are skillful and skillful, and they gradually want to be strange and great. The rolling potential is deep, and the structural intention is unsuccessful.
The spectators are not idle, step by step. The cliffs are suddenly approaching, and the cliffs are throbbing.
Looking up at the eight or nine peaks, handsome and cool. The sky is high, and the water of the rushing river is boiling.
Lonely and unyielding, straight and brave. Climb to see the gods, and sit on the stone seat.
Across the river, he asked the temple officials one by one. Looking at the Goddess Stone from afar, there is a good sense of sincerity.
Looking down at the slanted beard, dragging the Xia to repair the drapery. The human heart changes with things, and the distant sense has a deep meaning.
The wild old man laughed next to me, and the teenager tasted it many times. Go with the ape and try it with the rope.
Stalagmites lean on lone peaks, and the abruptness is not unusual. The world rejoices in the gods and strange things, and the arguments are childish.
Chu Fu is also false, and the immortal An you are. The second time I asked the sweeping altar bamboo, the cloud is now Shang'er.
The green leaves are drooping, and the green phoenix tail is delicate. The wind comes from the bowing, if it is made by the gods.
There are three stele at the top, which are written in ancient seal characters. The old man's interpretation, occasionally can not remember.
Poor probe to the back of the peak, pick the boxwood seeds. On the boxwood raw stone, the thin lines are like qi.
Greed to ignore, Stream Valley Chihiro. The mountain is high and the tiger is absolutely fierce, and the depth is unbridled.
The grass is densely packed with trees, and the clouds are creamy. The stone sinuses have a flood spring, and they are as smooth as a stream.
Finally rinse yourself, cold and clear your stomach. Raccoon clothes hang from the treetops, grind axes on stone noses.
Wandering clouds day and night, returning to the city of consciousness. Less than this year, aging muscles are strained.
At that time, the wood was cut down, and the tillers were like arms. Overheard the old man say, sigh all day long.
Immortals are inherent in it, and it is difficult to forget snobbery. Covetous and unworthy, abandoning as if she were a.
If he does not return it, he shall not die.
Wuxia
Temple of the Goddess
The river comes from the west, and there are thousands of mountains on it. The country and mountains are surrounded by themselves, and they are full of treachery.
The abyss is crossed by turtles, and the giant snakes and dragons are stubborn. Jingyang chopped the long jiao, and the thunderstorm moved to Cangwan.
Shu Shou descended to the old age, and still brings Lian Huan. If there is no master, it will invade people's rings.
God descended on Yao Ji and came to the midst of the thorns. Are the gods fierce? The jade seat is quiet and idle.
Fluttering xiao rides the wind, and the festival is in the sky. Wandering around, not knowing the difficulties.
Ancient makeup with french clothes, the temple of luo yan beard. Hundreds of gods run on their own, and miscellaneous people come to the class.
Yunxing spirits gathered strangely, and yun scattered ghosts and gods returned. The vast night pool is quiet, and the autumn moon bends.
You should also shake the jade pendant to listen to the babbling of water.
Padang
Passing through Badong County, there are quite a few Relics of Laigong.
Lai Gong had never met in the past, and was lonely in Padang. Smell the trees in the mountains, and plant pines with your hands.
Jiangshan raises Haojun, and the number of trapped heroes. The board greets the chief, and the dust bows to the wind.
Whoever stabbed the history of the past should not know the Three Dukes.
Rush the beach
New Beach
The flat boat turned the mountain, and it was not yet shocking. White waves rise across the river, and the teeth are like snow city.
Repeatedly from high, one by one thrown into the pit. Big fish can't go up, and the mane beach is down.
Small fish are scattered and compounded, and the boiling is like being cooked. Cormorants did not dare to get down, and flew over two wings lightly.
The egret boasts of being thin and agile, and the foot is still tilted. A mere boat on the boat, Bo Ji'an dares to present.
Only the beachhead temple, rely on this cattle wine surplus.
New beaches block winds
The north wind blows the Cold River, which comes from two mountain passes. At first smell, it is like shaking a fan, and gradually I feel that the sand is gone.
Flying clouds fill the rock valley, and dancing snow pierces through the windows. Stay under the beach for three days, and know the beach front.
The lonely boat is tired of rolling, and the short cable is trapped and kneaded. Taste the end of the dynasty, now and this alone for a long time.
Only those who should be left far away are also strong. I was lucky to be fine, and I closed my house for drinking.
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Zhaojun Village
Zhaojun Benchu people, bright colors shine on the river. The Chu people did not dare to marry, and they were said to be Han concubines.
Who knows to go to the country, thousands of miles for the ghost. Ren Yan gave birth to a daughter as a lintel, and Zhaojun was worried and depressed at that time.
In ancient times, people have done so, and they can be known over and over again.
Scalper Temple
There is no road on the stone wall of the river, and there are scalpers who do not obey the box. The temple front visitors worship and dance, beating drums and blowing harps to slaughter white sheep.
The cattle under the mountain are bitter, and the two corners are grinding cliffs and four hooves are wet. Half a bunch of green blades are long and hungry, looking up at the cattle and reaching.
Huangniu Temple (Huangling Temple)
Shrimp toad back
The back of the toad is like a bowl, and the toad is like a crescent moon. It is said to be a toad in the middle of the month, opening its mouth to spit out moon liquid.
The roots are far away, a hundred feet of cliffs and cracks. At that time, the dragon broke through the mountain, and this water came out with the dragon.
The water into the river is turbid, like a dark blue color. Suffering is pure and pure, separated from all waters.
But if you boil tea well, winemaking should be invincible.
Smooth out of the gorge: three trips to the cave wall to leave a good story
After many days of bumps in the boat, the father and son finally broke out of the Xiling Gorge. After settling down in Xia Prefecture (Yichang), I heard that there was a Sanyou Cave here, where the three elders Bai Juyi, Bai Xingjian, and Yuan Shu would meet in Yiling and chant together, and immediately asked someone to lead the way, and Xingchong rushed there.
Sanyou Cave is located more than ten miles northwest of Yichang and is a cave on the cliff of the north peak of Xiling Mountain. It is backed by the mouth of the Xiling Gorge of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, facing the Xia prison stream, with strange cave scenery and beautiful landscapes. In the 14th year of Tang Yuanhe (819), Bai Juyi, Bai Xingjian, and Yuan Shu would meet in Yiling (present-day Yichang, Hubei), in the same cave, each giving a poem, and Bai Juyi composed the "Preface to the Three Journeys to the Cave", written on the cave wall.
Sanyou Cave Scenic Area
Sanyou Cave has steep terrain, shaped like a canopy, warm in winter and cool in summer, the cave chamber is open, irregular rectangular, about 30 meters deep, about 23 meters wide, and about 9 meters high, which is a limestone cave formed by the continuous dissolution of ancient groundwater along the rock surface of the rock formation and by collapse. Its stratigraphic geological age is cambrian, about 500 million to 600 million years ago, the rock in the cave is undulating, the faults are longitudinal, varied, there are three square stalactite pillars, vertical parallel horizontal columns, separating the cave into two interconnected front and back chambers: the front chamber is bright and open, and the poetry is full of walls; the back chamber is mysterious, and there are ear holes next to it, which can be passed to the outside. The top of the back room is like a hanging bell, thrown with stones, and its sound is like a bell, and when the stones fall to the ground, it sounds like a drum, so it is said that "the heavenly bell and the earth drum".
Su Shi's father and son came to see the inscription poems on the cave wall and the preface to bai lao, as if they were meeting with the three predecessors in the dark, and even imitated the three of them, and each of them inscribed a poem engraved on the cave wall. The poem written by Su Shi is as follows——
Tour three caves
Frozen rain and half snow, tourists frozen moss slippery.
Sleep at the bottom of the rock, and the cave mouth cloud late at night without moon.
Three tour caves
After returning to his residence in Xia Prefecture, Su Shi wrote another poem and added a note: On the day of the cave tour, there was a pavilion official begging poem, which was left three sentences on the stone wall of the cave. Tomorrow to Xia Prefecture, the officials came again, and if the meaning was not enough, they were given this poem:
A path around the mountain green, haunting like a snake. Suddenly, the creek was in a hurry, and I scrambled to see the cave door.
Slippery climbing autumn vines, flying bridges stepping on ancient maples. Three doors blow north, and one hole slopes westward.
Sigh smoke clouds old, reminisce about the years. The Tang dynasty has not yet arrived, and the ancient custom is that this is home.
The cave is warm and free of wind and snow. The mountains are deep and rich in deer. Meet the clothes are exhausted, and the bun should be wrapped up.
The stove is black with rock, and the bottle is a stone depression. There is no biography of the flood, imagine in Xiwa.
This matter is safe today, and I am alone in the traces. Shan Weng persuaded to stay in the sentence, strong for writing chakra teeth.
Later generations named this cave Sanyou Cave for the sake of this literary anecdote. It is said that the bai three people's behavior is "the first three tours", and the su ru father and son three people are called "the last three tours".
During Su Shi's stay in Xia Prefecture with his father and brother, he admired the Zhixi Pavilion where Ouyang Xiu lived, and improvised a long poem recording his feelings after entering and leaving the gorge:
Out of the gorge
Enter the gorge xiwei rock, out of the gorge love flat. My heart is light and tired, and I am at ease when I encounter the situation.
The east-west path is thousands of miles, and the victories are visited many times. The quest is far from boring, and the highest is always on.
The previous poems are still left behind, and they are not recorded for a long time. Recall from the Witch Temple back, the middle road cold spring rises.
It's lovely, and the green light is full of light. Suddenly frightened at the end of the WuXia Gorge, the rock belly has a piercing circle.
Looking up at the sky, the stone chamber opens in a southerly direction. Xuanni ancient temple, bushes of wood as a tent.
The iron lintel is half-empty, overlooking the sky. The ancients who architecture, under the unpredictable waves.
Stone Dou saw the heavens, and the tile coffin was buried in ancient sorrow. New beaches block the wind and snow, and the village goes to carry a cane.
Also to Longma Creek, Maowugu Village Brewing. Jade is vain and remorseful, but it is really a boat person.compelling.
Smell the stone is the most strange, and the strange thing is seen. Xia Shan Fu Qi Wei, I have to know a few funerals.
Bitterness is unknown, historical but imaginary. This dynasty is out of danger, and Chu Shui is flat.
The fish are more than enough, and the wind is smooth and the king is willing. The remembrance is occasionally written, and the people who talk about the boat sing.
After taking a boat out of the gorge, Su Shi's career path can be described as difficult, and his life was "three ups and three downs". During the reign of Emperor Shenzong, he served as a member of the ancestral department, but because he opposed Wang Anshi's new law, he sought a foreign post and served as a general judge in Hangzhou, knowing Mizhou, Xuzhou, and Huzhou. Later, he belittled Huangzhou for the crime of composing a poem "slandering the imperial court". Zhezong was a Scholar of Hanlin at the time, and he was known to Hangzhou, Yingzhou and other places, and was an official to the Rebbe Shangshu. Later, he demeaned Huizhou and Danzhou. Bei also died of illness in Changzhou the following year. During the Southern Song Dynasty, Wen Zhong was posthumously honored.
Out of the gorge
The official Su Dongpo, as not big. Poet Su Shi, flowing through the ages. Fortunate and unfortunate, they were all occupied by him. Later, when I learned to read his Three Gorges poems and ponder his character, it can be said that there are many emotions.
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