Notes on< Sending Articles to the Former Residence of Huangshan White Goose Peak >

One day, while drinking in Chang 'an Hotel, Li Bai saw a new poem engraved on the wall of the hotel: "After thirty years of seclusion, a room was built at the top of Nanshan. Quietly play with the bright moon and drink green spring leisurely. The woodcutter rests on the ridge and the grain bird rocks foreplay. I don't know how old I am, but I have forgotten the year of Jiazi. " He praised again and again: "Good poem, good poem! Wonderful, it's really a fairy poem. " Looking closely, there is an inscription under the poem: "Xin' an Xu Xuanping." Li Bai was very curious and admired this man, so he bid farewell to the bustling Chang 'an in Kyoto and went south to Xin 'an to visit Gao Xuanping.

Li Bai came all the way to Lianjiang at the foot of Ziyang Mountain in Shexian County. I saw a broken boat by the river, and an old man with elegant posture and extraordinary appearance stood at the bow. He went forward and asked, "Elder, do you know where Gao Xuanping's home is?" Hearing this, the old man smiled and chanted a few words and replied, "The bamboo in front of the door is Xuweng's house." Li Bai was eager to visit the immortals, thanked them and hurried to find them.

After walking for a while, he suddenly woke up: "Isn't that a bamboo pole in front of the door inserted in the bow?" Looking back, Li Bai was very depressed when the wrecked ship and the old man on the river disappeared. Later, he found Xu Xuanping's cabin on Ziyang Mountain, but Chai Men was closed and disappeared. Li Bai wrote a poem on the wall of the thatched cottage: "I recite the poems of the thatched cottage and visit my home." Smoke ridge high mark, Yunlin space. Peeping at the court is bleak, leaning on the staff is empty. China, Britain and He Tian have a history of 1000 years. "

Li Bai was disappointed that he could not visit Xu Xuanping in Xin 'an. But the beautiful scenery of Xin 'an landscape intoxicated him. The wine here is better than the fine wine in Kyoto, and the food here is something he has never tasted. "The new makeup is really fairy," Li Bai silently praised.

Li Bai wandered along the Xin 'an River, drinking and writing poems, leaving behind many eternal songs. Then he ran to Huangshan with a paper inkstone on his back and wine in his arms. After the hot spring, I went to Taohuaxi, where flowers and birds were singing. On the upper reaches of Taohuaxi, he heard a tinkling sound of guqin, and went to Mingxian Spring, where he found a long rock lying like an guqin. The cliff spring drops on the big stone, making a sound like playing the guqin. Li Bai is very happy. How many people in the world can hear such sounds of nature! He sat by the spring, took out a pot of wine in his arms, listened to the music of nature, sang while drinking, and unconsciously got drunk.

Although it is spring now, it is still very cold at night. The magpies, silver pheasants and golden pheasants in Huangshan are all around him, keeping him warm from the cold. Taibai Venus moved a big stone from Emei Mountain and leaned behind him. This is what later generations called a boulder called "Drunken Stone". The texture of this boulder is completely different from that of the surrounding cliffs, and it is rootless. It is independent of the mountain stream, so it is called "strange stone".

Li Bai slept until the red sun rose the next day, still drunk. He opened his sleepy eyes. Why is there a boulder behind him? Strangely, I stood up and staggered a step. Turn around the stone three times, pour the rest of the wine in the pot on the stone, whistle three times and leave. After swimming the hot springs and the banks of Taohuaxi, after passing the Tang Ling Pass, Li Bai looked up at Yunmen Peak from the top of the pass and saw grotesque rocks, some like magpies and some like stone monkeys, all lifelike and eager to fly. Li Bai deeply admires God's good luck!

Wandering all the way, poetic all the way, Li Bai was on cloud nine and turned into a fairyland in the sky.

He went down to the Tang Lingguan, crossed the Cuiwei Peak and looked around: Sapphire reached the ground, Song Qing reached the sky, and the peaks were the same color; After crossing the green hill, go downhill for a mile. Here, the mountains are beautiful and the streams are gurgling, which is also called "Bamboo Stream". From Zhuxi to Yanghu Mountain, go up the mountain for seven miles to Dayang Lake. The lake is about tens of acres, with clear water, shallow fish fragrance and Long Yin abyss. Around the lake, there are Kowloon, hibiscus and peaks with needles, which are reflected in the lake. What a beautiful mountain and lake! From Dayang Lake to the east, there is Xiaoyang Lake three miles downhill. Go down five miles to Furong Bridge. Go up the mountain, cross Furong Cave, cross Furong Building, and reach Songgu Temple.

There is an old Longtan between Mopan Peak and Furong Ridge, and the Houhai stream is dark, so measure its depth. Li Bai swam to the old Longtan, crossed the stream and went to the Emerald Pool.

This Yaochi is in the mountain stream between the pillow and the hibiscus peak. The water in the pool is green as oil, and the rock on the east bank of the pool is blue as an urn, so it is called "oil cylinder". Above it, there is a stone nest by the stream, which is full of pebbles, and the stream flows into it, making a sound of "seed frying pot". On the west bank of the pool, rocks are piled up like a press, dripping all the year round, like the ancient "oil press", and the spring-like "vegetable oil" flows into the natural "oil tank". Li Bai clapped his hands and exclaimed after seeing it.

Going upstream along the stream, the sound of the stream is pleasant and the bamboo shadows are dancing. Not far from Li Bai, a "tiger" lay on the side of the road. Li Bai stepped back three steps and immediately pulled out the sword hanging around his waist. Looking intently, it turned out to be a Shi Hu. Li Bai clapped his hands and laughed and shouted "Wonderful, wonderful"! Li Bai turned left from Shi Hu, went downstream and came to Wulongtan. A waterfall rushed into the pool, stirring up pearl-like water droplets all over the pool. Emit colorful light under the refraction of sunlight. There is a high platform on the west bank under the pool, where you can enjoy the beautiful waterfalls, which is pleasing to the eye and can be described as a good place to go.

After hitting the pools of Qinglong, Bailong, Huanglong, Wulong and Laolong in the middle reaches of the mountain stream under the overlapping barrier peaks, Li Bai walked along the path taken by drug farmers, crossed the mountain road covered by the sun and covered with rocks, and came to Baie Peak. There are many boulders on the top of the mountain, and Gu Song is old and full of vitality. There is a hut in the depths of the pine forest, and Chai Men is half-hidden. Li Bai pushed the door in and saw an old man with a silver beard and a drooping chest sitting in the thatched cottage. When the old man saw Li Bai coming in, he got up and greeted him: "Purple laity, you finally came. I am waiting for you to be thirty years old! " Li Bai was shocked at first, and then bowed his head. I said, "Li Bai, in the afterlife, is a mortal. I don't know. The master has been waiting for me for more than 1,800 years. May I ask the host's new name? Which fairy is it? "

The old man said, "I am a scholar."

Li Bai asked again, "Wen Chu Shi in the Spring and Autumn Period?"

The old man replied, "Exactly."

From then on, Wen Boxue and Li Bai slept in the same bed at night, while Bai wandered in Huangshan. One day, Wen Boxue said to Li Bai, "Your nickname is' Poet Fairy'. Why is there no poem in Huangshan?"

Li Bai said: "The beauty of Huangshan Mountain is poetic and picturesque. Writing and painting Huangshan Mountain are the same! Since I love you deeply, I present a poem. "

After that, spread the paper and wave the pen. The title of the poem is "Send a message to the former residence of Baieling in Huangshan". The poem says: "There are 4,000 hills in Huangshan and 32 lotus peaks. Dan cliff is sandwiched with stone pillars, and Han rises to the top, overlooking Tianmu pine. Immortals refine jade, but feathers leave marks. I also heard that Wen patted the snow and met alone today. The draft bid farewell to the five mountains and climb mountains and mountains. Back home in Baieling, he longed for the water in the cinnabar well. When the Phoenix comes, I will come. You are going to visit the Heavenly Palace in Yun Ni. Lingyang, from Shandong, strolled under the fragrant osmanthus tree. Sixteen crossings back to the stream, blue eyes. Let's visit another day and build a bridge to climb the rainbow. "

On this day, Li Bai and Wen Chu Shi came to Beihai hand in hand to see the sea of clouds. Xie Li Bai of Shanling wrote poems for Huangshan Mountain, which gave birth to a huge stone pen from the scattered flower dock and rose above the sea of clouds; A strange pine tree is coiled around a stone pen, which is no different from Mao Ying in the pen. Later, people called this strange peak and this strange pine the left side of the "dream pen gives birth to flowers", and a huge pen container rose slowly from the sea of clouds. A stony mountain, with five branches on the top, is natural and smart, and later people call it "Bijiafeng", which is in line with the "dream pen gives birth to flowers".

Li Bai was startled. Wen Chu Shi clapped his hands and smiled and said, "Huangshan Mountain is full of feelings. It's two gifts from the mountain god. "

Li Bai said, "Let's stay here, and let Huangshan have one more wonder for future generations to remember."

Wen accompanied Li Bai to swim in the North Sea and came to the Lion Forest. He saw a stone monkey crouching on the top of a stone cliff, looking intently at the sea of clouds in front of him, with a lifelike shape. They went on to Xihaimen and saw "the immortal drying his boots". At this time, the red sun is about to set, and the sunset is changing rapidly and colorful. Li Bai said to Wen: "Unless it is a stroke of genius, it is difficult to describe this scene."

Finally, when he came to the East Gate, Wen pointed with his hand, and a long bridge suddenly appeared in front of him, like a rainbow across the sky. The two men joined hands on the bridge, and Wen Chu Shi said, "All good things must come to an end, so let's part here!" Li Bai was pushed. When Li Bai woke up, the long bridge across the sky disappeared, and so did Wen Boxue, standing at the entrance of a mountain village.

An old woman came from outside the village, wearing a straw hat, a hoe on her shoulder and a basket of vegetables in her hand. Li Bai came forward to salute and said, "Excuse me, old sister-in-law, where is this place?"

The old woman said, "This is the Hu family in Bishan."

Li Bai asked again, "Yes, is Hu at Hushan Village's home?"

The old woman said, "Yes, yes!"

The news of Li Bai's arrival in Zhai soon reached Hu's ears. He ran to the entrance of the village and saw Li Bai having a cordial conversation with the villagers. Hu Hui and Li Bai only know each other's names, and they have never met. I was very affectionate as soon as we met today.

As soon as Li Bai arrived at Hu's home, he was immediately received by his family.

A few days later, Li Bai and Hu Hui were very happy to drink and write poems, talk about the past and discuss the present, and enjoy the beautiful mountains and rivers and rural scenery. But what Li Bai is most interested in is the pair of silver pheasants of Hu Hui's family. I often tease the silver pheasant and feed it. Although it was only a few days, Yin pheasant had feelings for Li Bai. As soon as Li Bai came back, he never left. So Li Bai likes it more and more.

Li Bai wanted the Hu family's silver pheasant, but it was inconvenient to ask his master. In a conversation with Hu, Li Bai was overjoyed when he learned that the bachelor wanted poetry, and presented him with a silver pheasant. He readily agreed and improvised a poem entitled "Sending a Silver Pheasant to Huangshan Gong Hu". The poem says, "Please buy a pair of white jade and a pair of silver pheasants. Silver pheasant is as white as brocade, and snow is shameful. Take photos in Yaochi and brush the trees in Mao Qi. It's cold and quiet at night, and take a leisurely step forward. I want to have this bird and sit on the blue mountain to play. Gong Hu can give it, but the cage savage is still there. " After writing, I continued to write a brief preface: "I heard that there are a pair of pheasants in Gong Hu, Huangshan, which are covered by domestic chickens. I have been tamed since I was a child, and there are no surprises. I call their names and they all eat with their hands. " However, this kind of bird, this kind of dragon is difficult to raise, and Yu's life is cool and good, but he can't. And Hu gave it to me, only asking for a poem, which I am glad to hear and suits me. The pen calls three times, and the text is not given. "

This silver pheasant is a rare bird produced in Huangshan Mountain. It looks like a pheasant, with white feathers and black edges, as beautiful as a brocade. Every time you spread your wings, you will be brilliant.

When Li Bai left Hu Jia in Bishan, Hu specially asked craftsmen to make a refined cage, put two silver pheasants on it, and sent someone to take Li Bai to Datong Town, Tongling. Li Bai sailed eastward from Datong and returned to Dangtu Li County.

Some anecdotes about Li Bai's visit to Huangshan Mountain in the 12th year of Tianbao (753) were written into his poems and circulated among people around Huangshan Mountain.

In order to commemorate Li Zhe's visit, the descendants of Hu Jia Village in Bishan built a "Wenyu Pavilion" at the entrance of the village, which is still well preserved. On the stone pillars on both sides of the pavilion gate, there is a pair of couplets engraved with the words "Mountain path next to Qingliu Bridge, Violet immediately writes poetry", and the handwriting is still clearly visible.