Bai Yixiang Qing Liu Yong (987—1053) was born in Chong 'an (now Fujian). Poets in Northern Song Dynasty. Formerly known as Sanbian, the word Jingzhuang. Later renamed Yong, the word Qing. Ranked seventh, also known as Liu Qi. He is a scholar in the imperial court, and the official is Yuan Wailang, so he is known as Liu Tuntian in the world. Because of his bumpy career and poor life, he turned from pursuing fame to being tired of officialdom, indulging in the charming and prosperous urban life, and looking for sustenance in "leaning on the red and leaning on the green" and "singing lightly". As the first poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, he not only developed the theme of ci, but also created a large number of slow ci, developed narrative skills, and promoted the popularization and colloquialism of ci, which had a great influence in the history of ci.
all one's life
Liu Yong's father, uncle and brother are all Jinshi, even his son and nephew. Liu Yong's own career is also bumpy. In the first year of Jingyou (1034), he was born as a scholar, nearly half a year old. He was awarded Yuan Wailang, also known as Liu Tuntian. The lyrics are excellent and widely circulated. Only one volume of his works, The Collection of Movements, has survived to this day. Describe the hardships of travel, such as Ling and Klang Ganzhou. They sang unbearable parting and unforgettable memories with a serious attitude, which is very infectious.
Liu Yong sang in Fireworks Liuxiang all his life, and most of his words were born in songs and dances and embroidered quilts. At that time, the voice of the singers was: "I don't want to be summoned by the king, I want to be summoned by Liu Qi;" I don't want thousands of gold, I want to get Liu Qixin; I don't want to see the gods, I want to know the seven sides of the willow. " Liu Yong was poor in his later years and died penniless. It was his geisha sisters who raised money for the funeral in the camp. After death, there were no relatives to pay homage. Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, geisha meet to pay homage to their tombs, and they are used to each other, which is called "Hanging Willow Seven" or "Hanging Willow Meeting".
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Liu Sanbian: There is a sentence in Liu Yong's "Crane to the Sky". Renzong once criticized him in the Northern Song Dynasty: "This person is good at' shallow singing' Liu Yong's profile. Why is it' floating'? And fill in the text. " Erase the name. Liu Yong claimed: "Write words in order."
Guizi, Sanqiu, Shili Lotus: According to legend, Yan Yanliang read Liu Yong's "Watching the Sea" and praised the beauty of Hangzhou: "The southeast is hard to harvest, and the three cities of Wu have been prosperous since ancient times ... There is" Sanqiu Devil, Shili Lotus "and" I set out to cross the river and immediately set out to attack the Song Dynasty with 600,000 troops ". (Luo Dajing's "He Lu" Volume 1)
Anyone who has a well can sing Liu Ci: Ye Songmeng's "Xia Wu Yu" records: "Liu Yong lingered in the narrow evil and was good at singing. Every time the musicians in the teaching workshop get a new tune, they always try to resign themselves to fate and start wandering around the world, so the sound will spread for a while. Yu Shi, a Dantu, saw a Western Xia returning to the official cloud:' Anyone who has a well can sing Liu Ci.' Liu Ci can be divided into two schools: vulgar Ci and elegant Ci.
The Fall of Romantic Genius Liu Yong
Comment on Liu Yong, no matter how you look at him, you have to admit that he is the leading romantic genius in the history of China literature. Li Bai is talented, and Su Shi is also romantic. Think romantic, play romantic, with ease. I'm afraid neither Li Bai nor Su Shi can compare with Liu Yong.
Liu Yong is not only a romantic genius, but also a failed mentor, a drunkard who often drinks and gets drunk, a prodigal son who haunts Chu Pavilion, a small official with a bumpy career, a professional poet who is ordered to write lyrics, a tourist who wanders around the Jianghu, a pretentious "white guest", a prostitute's iron brother, a bohemian * *, a freelance writer who lives on the streets and annoys the emperor.
When I think of Liu Yong, I naturally think of a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages: "Since ancient times, it is more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. ..... "As if to see the autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, the water and the sky are the same under the bridge. There are 100 thousand families in the wind curtain. Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili lotus flower are reflected in the lake. Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and there are blue boats to urge the hair. In the sunset, my heart is cold and sad. Liuyong, with a sad face, said goodbye to two or three girls who came to see me off. Looking at those tearful eyes, Liu Yong whispered a long complaint: "In the intermittent setting sun. For the evening scene, I miss the distance, and new sorrows and old hatreds come and go. Acacia people are thousands of miles apart. The two places miss each other's feelings and are separated by Qian Shan. The rain stopped, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the twelve Qingfeng peaks could not be seen in the distance. Without words, who will rely on high intentions? There are 10 thousand kinds of things written vertically, but who will send them to the cloud? ……"
It is beautifully written, and the introduction to Liu Yong is also extremely beautiful. Liu Yong's works are full of sunshine, spring rain and painters. His description of Jiangnan is vivid, affectionate and tasteful, which fascinates the talented people in Jiangnan. Liu Yong's heart is naive and childlike, gentle as water and * * * like fire. In the sound training, such as cuckoo crying blood, such as autumn rain beating ping, the lyrics are so graceful.
Perhaps it is precisely because of the rule that "poets should beware of prosperity" that Liu Yong's life is too unlucky. The first time I went to Beijing to catch the exam, I failed the list. I failed the list for the second time. Supposedly, tutoring can make a comeback. Liu Yong, who did not admit defeat, just couldn't hold his breath, so he wrote a poem "He Tianchong" that was full of complaints and shallow knowledge:
On the gold list, I lost hope. How to be a temporary legacy of the Ming Dynasty? If you don't succeed, go for it. There's no need to talk about mourning. A talented scholar and poet naturally wears white clothes.
Yanhua alley is a stranger, as Danqing barrier. Fortunately, there are people in the right place, I can look for them. And snuggled up to the red jade, had an affair, and life was smooth sailing. Youth is a soldier. Endure superficial fame and sing shallowly.
Don't reflect on yourself, but say that the emperor didn't find himself, and * * * missed the talent. Obviously, he is a civilian, but he must be said to be a talented poet and a senior official without an official robe. In particular, what the authorities can't tolerate is the last sentence: "Endure floating names and sing shallowly." Young people are really crazy. I failed the list, I don't know how to lose face, and I have to pretend to be lofty in exchange for "shallow singing."
Liuyong, who is full of complaints, just wants to be happy for a while. He never imagined that it was the song "He" that made his life miserable. There is nothing wrong with writing a few naughty poems after failing the exam. The problem is that you are not an ordinary epigenetic, you are Liu Yong, and if you are Liu Yong, people will sing wherever there is well water. Liu Yong doesn't know that his name and lyrics have covered the streets and halls near and far; I don't know that magnetic words and fresh rhythm have conquered fans and groupies all over the world. What's more, in some dark corners, some people are peeping at his tracks, and some people are disassembling the unstable factors in his poems.