Can Zeng Gong write poetry?

Author: Kang Zhen During the Tang and Song Dynasties, poetry flourished. Most of the members of the "Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties" have their own famous poetry works. For example, Han Yu's poem "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water": "The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of the grass is far away but not close. The most important thing is that Every spring is a good time, and the willows are all over the capital. "Liu Zongyuan wrote in "Snow on the River": "Thousands of birds are flying across the mountains, and all traces of people are gone. A lonely man in a coir raincoat fishes alone in the cold river snow." Ouyang Xiu's words include "The courtyard is deep. Famous lines such as "How deep is it" and "The tears in my eyes ask the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers fly across the swing". As for Su Shi, we can recite even more of his words casually. There is also Wang Anshi. We have all studied his "Boating Guazhou": "Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there is only a few mountains between Zhongshan. The spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine back?" Only Zeng Gong , it seems that there are indeed no famous poems or terms that have been passed down through the ages. Even his contemporaries say that he is not good at this at all. For example, Qin Guan, a disciple of Zeng Gong, once said: "Zeng Zigu's articles are exquisite both ancient and modern, but those with rhyme are often unskilled." This means that he is indeed good at writing articles, but this person is not good at writing poetry, parallel prose, etc. Rhyming literary works. Chen Shidao, who is also a disciple of Zeng Gong, also said: "Shiyu says: 'Su Mingyun can't write poems, Ouyang Yongshu can't write poems, Zeng Zigu is short of rhyme, Huang Luzhi is short of prose, Su Zizhan's poems are like poetry, Qin Shaoyou's poems are like Li Qingzhao said: "Wang Jiefu and Zeng Zigu's articles are like those of the Western Han Dynasty. If they write a few lyrics, they will be unreadable." The core meaning is this: Zeng Gong is not good at writing poetry. At that time, there was a scholar with a weird personality named Liu Yuancai. He told others that there are only five things I hate in my life. Others asked him what the five things were, but he closed his eyes and didn't answer. It took a long time before I said: I can't say it. What I say is always inappropriate. I'm afraid if I say it, you will laugh at me and look down on me. The person who asked him was even more curious and encouraged him to tell him, promising not to laugh at him. So Liu Yuancai said: First, I regret that the anchovies have too many thorns; second, I regret that the kumquat tastes too sour; third, I regret that the water shield vegetable is too cold; fourth, I regret that the crabapple flowers have no fragrance; fifth, I regret that the famous prose Zeng Gong cannot write poetry. When the people around him heard that what he hated in his life were such trivial things that did not match each other, they couldn't help laughing loudly. Liu Yuancai immediately widened his eyes and said: Look, look, I said you would laugh at me and despise me. , as expected! Can Zeng Gong write poetry? Of course it will. Zeng Gong has more than 400 existing poems, most of which are relatively simple in style, but only one of his poems has survived. Compared with poets such as Su Shi and Ouyang Xiu, Zeng Gong's poetry certainly cannot be said to have great achievements, but it is not as serious as Qin Guan and Chen Shidao said. Two of his poems are recorded here: "The tangled branches of the willow tree have not yet turned yellow, and they become wild when leaning against the east wind." The flying flowers are obscured by the sun and the moon, and I don’t know that there is clear frost in the sky and the earth. The waves in the West Tower went away like clouds but then returned, and the north wind blew several thunders. There are sparse hooks and foils on all sides of the Zhulou. I lie down and watch the raging rain coming from thousands of mountains.