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How did the worst poem in history come down?
Although there are countless excellent poets and poems in history, it is an arduous task to really write a masterpiece that is applauded and popular. So, how did the worst poem in history come down?

China is a country with a tradition of poetry for thousands of years. The sages wrote many excellent poems, which, like treasures, still shine in the long river of history and are passed down through the ages. Good poems are passed down through the ages, and so are bad poems. The difference is that good poems are circulated because of the * * * of later generations, while bad poems are regarded as jokes, recorded in anecdotes and become people's talk after dinner.

If you want to write a poem well, you should not only have the kung fu of reading thousands of books, but also have a pair of discerning eyes, a discerning heart and a clever pen, and go through a long training. Therefore, Jia Dao sighed: "Two sentences win three years, and one song has two tears"; Lu Yanrang had the experience of "singing a word and breaking a few stems"; Du Fu, on the other hand, has the real experience of "dwelling on beautiful sentences for human nature, and never ending with words that are not surprising".

If you want to be an aspiring poet, you will only get bad poetry without this arduous process. The Quartet Forum believes that the post-80s generation not only failed to win the titles of "poet" and "singer", but will be ridiculed as "fabrication" and notorious.

There is a phenomenon in history that there are few excellent works such as praise, boasting and flattery. Even some excellent poets, once they create flattering poems, tend to be of mediocre quality and make people laugh. Jie Jin was a great scholar and writer in Ming Dynasty, and the editor-in-chief of Yongle Dadian. He, Yang Shen and Xu Wei are also known as the three great talents of Ming Dynasty. He was once the most admired and trusted minister of Zhu Yuanzhang, from the official to the cabinet.

On one occasion, Jie Jin accompanied Zhu Yuanzhang to fish in the Imperial Garden, and Jie Jin caught a fish, but Zhu Yuanzhang found nothing. Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's unhappy face, Jie Jin sang a poem "Fishing Poetry": A few feet of silk fell into the water, and the golden hook was farewell forever. All the fish are afraid to go to the emperor. Long live the king who only catches dragons. Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang turned grief into joy. However, Jie Jin's talent and personality were seriously damaged by this flattering poem.

Zhang Zongchang, a modern warlord, is known as the "three unknowns" general: I don't know how many soldiers I have, how much money I have at home, and how many aunts I have. Zhang Zongchang was born a bandit, but he was good at reciting poems. He even compiled a book, Xiao Kun Shi Chao, and distributed it everywhere.

His poem "Traveling to Mount Tai": Seen from a distance, Mount Tai is black and thick, with a thin top and a thick bottom. If Mount Tai is turned upside down, the head will be thin and the top will be thick.

Daming Lake: Daming Lake is very big. There are lotus flowers in Daming Lake, and there are toads on the lotus flowers.

Zhang Boju, one of the four sons of the Republic of China, once commented that Zhang Zongchang's poems did not break away from the habit of "Autumn Festival", and took this as a joke, which was included in the prose collection "Dream of a Spring Tour" and spread to the world.

In the Tang Dynasty, Shi Siming and An Lushan launched the "An Shi Rebellion". After An Lushan's death, Shi Siming established himself as the Great Emperor Yan, continued his rebellion and led the army to the Western Expedition. After the capture of Luoyang, it coincided with the cherry ripening season. As the saying goes, "Luoyang cherries are the best in the world", Shi Siming let people pick fresh cherries and play and drink with his defenders.

Shi Siming was tasting fresh cherries when suddenly he missed his son, Wang Huai Shi Chaoyi. So he arranged for someone to send a basket of cherries to his son who stayed in Yanjing, saying that it was half for his son and half for Prime Minister Zhou Zhi. He also artfully wrote a cherry poem on the spot: a basket of cherries, half green and half yellow, half pregnant with the king and half pregnant with Zhou Zhi.

Although people around him praised the emperor's talent, some people kindly reminded him that if three sentences were reversed in four sentences, there would be rhythm. Hearing this, Shi Siming was furious and said, Can my son be worse than Zhou Zhi?

After listening, everyone almost didn't spray rice. However, although he loved his son deeply, his son was cruel and heartless, and later he even launched a mutiny and killed his father. Shi Siming's poor Cherry Poem is also "passed down through the ages" with this story.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, Shi Jie wrote a poem "Three Poems and Fu to Send Du Mo to Master Xiong", praising the talents of Shi Yannian, Ouyang Xiu and Du Mo (the word Master Xiong), saying that Shi Yannian is a good poet, Ouyang Xiu is a good writer and Du Mo is a good song.

Shi Yannian and Ouyang Xiu are brilliant, and they are called "Hao", which is well deserved. Du Mo especially loves to write poems, but his poems are poor, and his poems are often unqualified and often make jokes, so that later generations compare those who can't speak to "fiction", and "Du" refers to Du Mo.

Su Dongpo read Du Mo's "Six Farewell Roads" poem, which wrote: "Learn from the old dragon in the waves, and the blade is in front of the sage. Pushing down Mo Zhai and Yang Zhu and helping Duke Zhou of Zhong Ni. " This kind of poem is also listed as one of the "Three big noble" in the literary world by Shijie. Su Dongpo was deeply queasy and couldn't help joking: I think Du Mo's heroism is what Mr. Scholar in the suburbs of Beijing did after drinking private wine, eating dead beef and getting drunk!

Su Dongpo also recorded this incident in Dongpo Zhi Lin, which was widely circulated and everyone who listened laughed. Du Mo's poem, which has no lasting appeal and looks like plain boiled water, has also been "read through the ages" by Dongpo Zhi Lin.