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Speaking of Su Dongpo
He was not only a great writer
Also a famous foodie
Excerpt from "Bean Porridge"
Song SuShi
Jun did not see the Tuotuo stream car folding axle, And Gongsun Canghuang offered bean porridge.
Wet salary broken stove self-burning clothes, hunger and cold suddenly relieved Uncle Liu Wen.
And I don't see Jingu knocking on the ice grass and wood spring, cooking under the tent is beautiful.
PingYi bean porridge does not pass on the law, and aggressively does Shi Jilun.
Gango did not dissolve his body as if he had sent it, and his voice and color were already drunk.
The body and mind are upside down and do not know, but also know that there is a true taste in the world.
It is like a thousand acres of snow-colored reeds at the head of the river, and the thatched eaves are haunted by morning smoke.
The ground is as bright as jade, and the boiled beans in sand bottles are soft as crisp.
I was old and had nowhere to live, selling books to ask the owner to live.
When listening to the chicken porridge ripe, the fluffy head dragged the jun's house.
In August of the seventh year of Yuanfeng, Su Shi sent his family from Jinling to Settle in Zhenzhou, and this poem was composed on the way north.
In the first half of the poem, the poet, through the medium of bean porridge, reminds him of two allusions:
When Liu Xiu, the founding emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty, once passed through the Tuotuo River, he bumped on his horse for a day, cold and hungry. At this time, Feng Yi sent a bowl of bean porridge to Liu Xiu, and after Liu Xiu finished drinking, he said: "Get Gongsun bean porridge, hunger and cold are solved." ”
The next day, when they arrived at the Nangong Palace, they encountered a storm again, Liu Xiu could only take shelter in the empty hut next to the road, Feng Yi brought firewood, Deng Yu burned the fire, and Liu Xiu himself faced this pile of fire and baked the wet clothes on his body.
Shi Chong, the Jin Dynasty, was a very famous rich man in history, and he once fought with Wang Kai to get rich. The bean porridge in Shi Chong's family is always cooked fast and well, and there are leeks and artemisia to eat in winter.
Later, Wang Kai bought Shi Chong's servants, and only then did he know that the beans that had been cooked for a long time were so fast that they were ground into powder and pre-cooked, and the guests came to pour them with boiling white porridge; Song and leeks were not the grass and trees of the Golden Valley Garden, but the dried leeks were mashed with roots, plus the wheat seedlings pretended to be just.
Liu Xiu was in danger at that time, and Shi Chong, who was obsessed with sound, did not have a calm and serene mentality to carefully taste the bean porridge, and did not appreciate this "true taste of the world".
So in Su Shi's eyes, what does the true taste of the human world look like?
The morning light reflects the thousand reeds on the riverside like snow, and the eaves of the thatched houses not far away rise up to smoke.
After being scooped, the rice is as shiny as jade, and the beans are boiled in a casserole, and the beans are tender and fluffy. I was old and so depressed, I sold my books and stayed at the store.
At this time, before I got up, I heard the chickens outside the window, and the breakfast bean porridge prepared by the store must have been cooked.
Liu Xiu, who is a horseman, and Shi Chong, who are entangled in voice and color, are just for a bowl of bean porridge, and now although the old man and I are wandering, can't we also drink this bowl of bean porridge? So I didn't wash my face, I didn't comb my head, and I pulled on my shoes and drank porridge.
A bowl of bean porridge is a very common food, but between the coarse tea and light rice, the fullness and warmth are soaked with the most intense human feelings, as well as Su Shi's loose and loose mind.
When people are settled, they can wait for the rice beans to slowly go from hard to soft, and then slowly spread out and melt.
People who are willing to slowly cook a pot of porridge for you, the bowl of porridge you eat together, will always make you unforgettable.
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Broadcast: Song Ying Written by: Song Ying
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