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The music sounded, and an ancient poem was slowly sung by a sad female voice along with the music:

[Red crispy hands, yellow wine, and willows on the palace walls full of spring.The east wind is evil, and the love is weak.Many years separated, my mind full of sorrow.Wrong, wrong, wrong! 】

[Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and silky.Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion.Although the Shanmeng is here, the Jinshu is hard to entrust.Mo, mo, mo! 】

The poems are extremely sad, and under the performance of the erhu, they appear even more desolate.

The picture of the sky mirror is frozen at that unique historical moment.

It is the streets full of wind blowing down the ancient walls of the city, and the sparse courtyards where tourists rush.

Is it the clothes tightly wrapped in the turbulent wind, or the once mottled white wall in the Hangzhou Pavilion.

The Song Dynasty was an era when there were many literary talents and talents.

Song Dynasty, an era when the feelings of family and country became stronger.

How many romantics are shining in time, how many talented scholars and beauties are in joys and sorrows in troubled times.

How many people endured their grief and wandered between their families and the world.

It's just that the hearts of people in this world have already turned cold.

However, some people are still struggling to hold on.

[Inventory of historical tragic figures]

【Song Dynasty Lu You】

If time can be spanned, let's go back to January 1210, 1. Lu You, who has always loved his family and country, closed his eyes with difficulty and died at the age of 26.

When he was dying, he struggled to get up and left a song "Shower" as his will:
I know everything is empty when I die, but I don’t see Kyushu in my sorrow.

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifice never forgot to tell Nai Weng.

This may be Lu You's last cry in his life.

This cry contained Lu You's lifelong grief and longing, as well as his endless heartache and pain.

Lu You is sad. His sadness lies not only in the dynasty he lived in, but also in his ups and downs in his official career, and in the love that never came to an end that made him spend his whole life lingering.

"Lu You from the Song Dynasty?" Li Bai sighed slightly: "But sadly, Kyushu is not the same. Alas, he is another demented person with family and country feelings. There are so many civil servants in this world whose final sustenance is nothing but family and country feelings. Not being welcomed by that dynasty, in the end, it can only be entrusted between these poems and words."

"Song Dynasty was able to have such temperamental literati, which can be regarded as adding a touch of color to that tragic dynasty."

Su Shi glanced at the mirror of the sky, and scolded with a smile: "There are so many people in this world who put the country above the family, why don't bamboo sticks and straw shoes lightly beat horses?"

"Die'er, bring Master's coir raincoat. Master, I'm bored today. Let's go boating outside the river."

The maid Die'er chuckled: "I think the master is not only bored, but also doesn't want his mind to be disturbed by Lu You."

"Song Dynasty, isn't that our Song Dynasty?"

Su Shi sighed slightly: "Song Dynasty, what a dynasty, what a pity, what a pity."

Zhao Kuangyin glanced at the video inventory, and when he saw the word Song Chao, he couldn't help but get nervous.

"Is this Mr. Wu Chen specifically against our Song Dynasty? Why is there so many comments on this Song Dynasty?"

"However, let's see how tragic the person who can be commented on by Wu Chen is. As long as I don't comment on the royal family of Song Dynasty, I don't feel too nervous."

Lu You was born at the turn of the Song Dynasty, and grew up in the peaceful Southern Song Dynasty. The contradictions of the nation, the misfortune of the country, and the displacement of his family left an indelible mark on his young heart.

All his life, he longed to serve his country and regain the lost land in the north, but in the end he could only miss his talents and died with regrets, leaving behind such weeping poems as "the family sacrifice is never forgotten to tell Nai Weng".

Lu You wrote tens of thousands of poems in his life, and he can be regarded as a veritable mass-produced poet.

It's just that these poems are mostly poems about family and country. From these poems, we can see the ambition of Lu You's life.

Someone in later generations once said: "To live up to the one hundred thousand soldiers in the chest is to be bored for the name of the poem. Whoever pities the patriotic thousand tears, when it comes to Hu Chen's injustice."

Lu You, arguably the most famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, is also a sad and tragic hero.

Let's take a look at the road he has traveled in those years, the hurdles he encountered, and the resentment accumulated in his chest.

Lu You was born in a famous family, and his ancestors were officials for four generations, and his family was prominent.

Lu You's grandfather, Lu Dian, was born as a Jinshi, and he wrote a lot of books, which contributed to the Lu family's education.

With this family background, when Lu You was young, he naturally had the dream of "studying well and becoming an official", and he was full of ambitions, aiming at fame.

"The big crown and the long sword are gone, and the short brown bald scarf is back. There is a kind of Confucianism in the fifth generation, and there is no match for the career in life."

From this poem, we can see Lu You's superiority and self-confidence in his bones.

And in the poems he wrote in the later years, he said, "Scholars promise themselves with fame, and if they have to be an official, they will not be able to achieve fame."

A simple sentence reflects Lu You's obsession with fame and officialdom.

It's just that Lu You's voice is tragic. He has nothing to learn to serve the country, but he is not welcomed by the dynasty.

If it is said that others are officials to honor their ancestors, or to take the opportunity to live a life of a master, then you are always thinking about "sending troops to the north and regaining the Central Plains" for the rise of the Southern Song Dynasty.

The sable fur is half off and the horse is like a dragon, raising the whip to point to the rainbow,
What a boldness this is.

It's not enough for a literati to be full of passion, he also needs a Bole who knows people.

It's just that the world of the Song Dynasty is indeed full of literati. In the history of the glorious Song Ci, there are a few bright spots. Officials?

In the Han Dynasty, there was indeed a literati Ban Chao who devoted himself to the army. In the history of the Song Dynasty, there was also Xin Qiji who was both civil and military.

After all, he is a literati who can't lift his hands. He only holds a bamboo pen in his hand. Even a small soldier in the army is probably much better than him.

He looked at the weakness of the Northern Song Dynasty. He saw that countless soldiers on the northern border could not return home. He also saw the decadence and weakness hidden under the prosperous surface.

But so what, after all, he is just a literati, he can only put his love in these poems, and he can only write on the old rice paper.

He is involuntary, all his life.

Even his own marriage is full of memories written with tears of heartache.

"Hey, looking at the text, this life of Lu You seems to be the abbreviation of the Song Dynasty. Although the Song Dynasty was after the Tang Dynasty, in my opinion, there was a Song Dynasty, and what was lacking was blood. Lu You's few simple lines of poetry, let me see To a flesh-and-blood figure."

"As soon as the Song Dynasty is mentioned, I will get angry!" Shihuang snorted coldly: "In the prosperous Song Dynasty, countless money was thrown to the northern Tartars every year. If this money is used to develop the domestic people's livelihood, reform the government, and rectify the military, It has become a powerful country in China not long ago, so why are there so many mourning literati."

"Your Majesty, perhaps only the weak Song Dynasty can produce such poets." Li Si respectfully said: "The flourishing age is beautiful, and the sad world is sketching. This may be the reason why the dynasty remains unchanged."

Li Longji glanced at the inventory on the platform: "Aifei, how do you think this Lu You compares to Li Bai?"

Concubine Yang pondered for a moment: "Lu You seems to be more realistic. But Li Bai also wrote this article."

"Li Bai wrote about my prosperous Tang Dynasty. Could it be that there are people who are not satisfied under my prosperous Tang Dynasty?"

"Your Majesty, there have been unsatisfactory aspects in all dynasties. These are the inner portrayals of poets, but they can also be regarded as the true portrayals of society."

"The concubine thinks that if the palace only reads some erotic words and vulgar words, it is absolutely impossible to understand the sufferings of the world. The concubine also hopes that your majesty will listen to the sufferings of the people more, so that he can be called a wise king of the last generation."