Tao Yuanming’s living conditions

At the age of forty-one, Tao Yuanming was elected to serve as county magistrate in Pengze. I think he must be feeling depressed at this time. In the eighty-eight days, I didn't see him give an exciting report, and naturally he didn't make any plans to attract investment or develop the market town. From the age of twenty-nine, he served as Jiangzhou Jijiujiu. In more than ten years, he rose from the department level (or stock level) to a regular position. Although this young and middle-aged cadre is better than his inferiors, he is different from senior cadres such as his great-grandfather, grandfather, maternal grandfather, and father. In comparison, it is naturally a huge difference. Therefore, when someone from the municipal unit came to inspect the work, this son of a senior cadre refused to go to the county border to greet him. He didn't even write a resignation letter and went straight back to his hometown to make trouble.

At this time, Comrade Tao Yuanming’s briefcase certainly didn’t have much cash, nor was there a UnionPay card. Fortunately, he did not feel the slightest sense of loss, because compared with the salary of "five pecks of rice", there was not much difference between the life of "running out of baskets and ladles" ("Self-sacrifice"). It's like being asked to wear the hat of county magistrate. In fact, you can only enjoy the treatment of a village leader. It is estimated that you may not have much enthusiasm to run for an official position. Food has no taste, so it would be a pity to throw it away. After a while, Comrade Tao Yuanming's mood naturally adjusted itself. If it hadn't been for a fire three years later that left him "hungry in the summer and sleepless in the cold nights ("Resentful Poems of Chu Diao Showing Pang Zhizhu Deng Zhizhong")", maybe Comrade Lao Tao would really be able to make great achievements in the vast world. , take the lead in becoming well-off. Of course, this is a later story.

Comrade Lao Tao was mentally at ease with this austere life of seclusion in the countryside. He cultivates the land, chats with the poor and lower-middle peasants, stays close to life and the masses, and has a closer relationship with the farmer brothers than we, the grassroots cadres. Of course, we must not misunderstand - Comrade Tao Yuanming's fame for more than a thousand years is mainly due to his poetry, not his show. Without his more than 120 poems, no one would know this opposition cadre now.

Let’s put it this way, when the baby in front of me feels pleasure, she shouts, and when this old Tao feels pleasure, he writes, gloating:

“Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain, and the grass grows The bean sprouts are sparse. In the morning, I clean up the wasteland and return home with a lotus. The road is narrow and the trees are long. My clothes are stained by the evening dew, but my wish is not violated."

For a long time, whenever I read this poem when I had nothing to do, I would break into a cold sweat. The first impression is that Comrade Tao Yuanming gloated about leaving the front line of the battle and liked to stand on the shore and make sarcastic remarks. At this moment, fortunately, he is no longer the county magistrate. Otherwise, the fields would be "full of grass and sparse of bean sprouts" and crop yields would be greatly reduced. How would this year's agricultural annual report be published? If he were still employed, he would have no choice but to do what I did, leading the statistician to make false accounts overnight and get over the assessment first.

Even if Comrade Tao Yuanming doesn't do it himself, it would be too difficult for anyone to be his "parent official" and try to achieve some political achievements. A few sentences from his writing are enough:

"The square house is more than ten acres, with eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows are shaded on the back eaves, and the peach and plum blossoms are in front of the hall. The distant village is warm and the smoke is in the ruins. Dogs bark deep in the alleys, and cocks crow at the top of the mulberry trees." ("Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields" 1).

If you do the math, a thatched house homestead occupies an average area of ??1.2 acres. Land management is so chaotic. Is the land director of Jiujiang City still far away from his official position? If we study it carefully, we will see that in the middle of the night, the people are not in peace. At the end of the year, during the comprehensive evaluation at the end of the year, the "top leaders" of this place will be rejected by the public security no matter what.

Therefore, I particularly admire Su Shi's opinion: "Yuanming's poems seem loose and slow at first glance, but after familiarity they contain strange sentences" (Huihong's "Lengzhai Night Talk" quoted Su Shi's words). Comrade Lao Tao's plain and natural attitude is actually a bit memorable. Everyone said that he was the number one hermit throughout the ages, but compared to Wang Mian, they were completely different. When the superior comes, he secretly takes my mother with him without knowing where she is. He talks weird things every day, and basically makes fun of the embarrassment of the current cadres and watches other people's jokes for fun.

Comrade Tao Yuanming not only often put forward some specific opinions, but also completely negated the work of leaders at all levels when he was excited. When he wrote poems, most of them lacked depth:

"There is a way in life. With enough food and clothing,...isn’t it hard for the Tian family to get rid of it?" ("Getting Early Rice in Xitian").

Which leader would not say that the lives of the masses are flourishing. When the word "bitter" ends, how can we start talking about a good situation? Especially in his later years, Comrade Lao Tao's "A Story of Peach Blossom Spring with Poems" was released. What is the national treatment of "Peach Garden"? That is, taking travel packages every day, eating green food every meal, and everyone has 100 spiritual civilization. Do you think it's OK or not? Comrade Lao Tao never mentioned a word about reform. All he came up with were new tricks. Can you tell, this meaning is obvious - don't talk nonsense on stage. If we want to play, we will play with this kind of classy stuff. You guys are all It's an out-of-date item from the pediatric community. We can only take a look at it while drinking. Not to mention, this utopian "Peach Blossom Land" may not be able to catch up with today's white-collar workers. With the wisdom of Chairman Chiang Kai-shek at that time, he would definitely call "Niang Xipi". Fortunately, the senior leaders of the Eastern Jin Dynasty were collectively mentally retarded and did not discover the political problems of Comrade Lao Tao.

Therefore, I am confidently certain that the hermits represented by Comrade Tao Yuanming have always lived a life of gloating over misfortune, and have always just sat and talked without pain in their backs. Just like the famous Mr. Zhuge, before he started the revolution with Leader Liu, he was so comfortable and comfortable - plowing, working, harvesting, calling friends, composing poems and singing poems, and drinking beer together after the autumn outing, which is as harmless as the low level. Rice wine, no matter how lukewarm or lukewarm it is, you will find fault with others. When I put myself on the stage to play, I had to change my appearance and make up my mind to "die until the end".

"The flames are burning like fire again and again, and the beetles are roaming the middle fields. The wind and rain are coming in all directions, and the clothes are not full." ("The Poetry of Chu Tiao Shi Pang Zhizhong").

This is truly a good poem, but let me ask Comrade Tao Yuanming at this time: Have you participated in drought relief and seedling protection? Have you participated in flood fighting and rescue operations? Have you participated in the fight against pests and diseases... Not at all. He stood far away next to the chrysanthemum. He was not worried about the general public's concerns at all, let alone your suffering. Instead, with the elegance of an artist, he was professionally and gloatingly appreciating an insect, how to leisurely Gnawing all the crops in the fields. Then, continue to admire the anxious faces of the people wandering around the stage.

In 426 AD, Comrade Tao Yuanming had been hungry at home for a long time. Jiangzhou Governor Tan Daoji visited the grassroots and gave him some food. It was probably to go to the countryside to help the poor or to carry out "send warmth" "Activity. Tan Daoji said to him: "A wise person lives in the world. If there is no way, he will hide, but if there is way, he will come. How can I suffer like this in a civilized world?" Comrade Lao Tao was not so excited that tears filled his eyes, nor did he buy this "civilization" ", but he pressed his belly and shrugged: I am not good at this, and I can't play with my comrades ("How can I dare to look for talents if I am not as ambitious as I am")! In "Begging for Food", Lao Tao continued to write: "Hunger comes to test me, and I don't know what to do; when I walk to Sri Lanka, I am a clumsy person. The master understands his intention, and the legacy is not in vain."

If you don't have food to eat, you don't look for an organization. Instead, you gloat about your misfortune and talk about your resume as a beggar.

A man named Luo Hongxian was the champion of the Ming Dynasty. He was honest and upright throughout his life. He was dismissed from office because he wrote a letter to the emperor. When he paid a visit to Yuanming's tomb, he wrote "Bai Jingjie Tomb" and said: I have hated bending for a long time, and then I pay homage to the high tomb. ;The Eastern Jin Dynasty was not the day before yesterday, Nanshan was still covered with dusk clouds...

What kind of job does Mr. Luo do? No matter how upright he was, he would never say that the Ming Dynasty was as chaotic as the Eastern Jin Dynasty when he was in office. Who shouted in a speech: "The work of such-and-such unit headed by me is bullshit"? At this time, Luo Zhuangyuan was full of talent and narrated the sentiments of Senior Tao. In fact, he was also gloating about his misfortune!