Introduction
Lin Sihuan, whose courtesy name is Tieya and whose nickname is eight. During the Shunzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, he was a native of Jinjiang, Fujian Province, and was a Jinshi at that time. Born in the 30th year of Wanli in the Ming Dynasty (1607), he was very smart since he was a child. At the age of seven, he was able to study in literature. I went to the exam for a long time. Because the article was so sharp and extraordinary, the examiner suspected that it was written by someone else, so it could not be sold. Si Huan was not discouraged when encountering setbacks, but worked harder and harder. In the fifteenth year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty (1642), he passed the imperial examination in Renwu, and then in the sixth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty (1649), he was promoted to Jinshi in the imperial examination. He was awarded the title of a great and middle-ranking official, and he followed the expedition with his bamboo slips and acted expediently. Later he was transferred to Qiongzhou Prefecture, Guangdong, where he served as Xianxian and Admiral of Academic Affairs. "When preparing troops in Hainan, he was both gracious and mighty, and the soldiers and the people loved him"; "He was honest in nature and generous in his administration, such as banning maidservants, banning investment, forbidding involvement, and banning people from borrowing camp debts. The Cantonese people praised him." Geng Zhongming, who was pleased to write "Tuntian Shu" in order to reduce the people's servitude and resist excessive luxury, excessive labor service, and privately created exorbitant taxes. In the 13th year of Shunzhi, he was falsely accused by the second vassal and dismissed from his post. When he was arrested, the people mourned. In the 17th year of Shunzhi (1660), Si Huan went to the Ministry of Punishment to imprison Xi Cao for his plan, but to no avail. "The emperor was industrious for three terms. He was temporarily placed under the rule of Hangzhou. When Kangxi first came to power (1662), he was released after a review and was promoted to the left to participate in politics in Guangxi." Si Huan experienced hardships and had no intention of pursuing an official career, so he settled in Hangzhou, sailed on the West Lake, fell in love with the mountains and rivers, and sang with celebrities. Later, he died of poverty. His wife died day and night, and her coffin was violently buried. Fortunately, Tang Mengfu was buried in Xishaquanshi of Zhaoqing Temple in the same year, and four volumes of his works were searched and preserved. "Forty years later, his nephew Biaoguang visited him and was buried at the foot of Yuping Mountain" (today's Jade Dou Mian Mountain in Jinbang Village, Huqiu Town, Anxi County). The original stele is in good condition, and the text says: "The first soldiers learned Taoism from Tieya Lin Gong, the Shuren Wang family, and the male literature Huating tomb. In the ninth month of Qianlong and Ding Chou, the clan worshiped." The tribesmen respected Si Huan extremely, and often brought their children with them. I sincerely pay my respects and hope that my son and nephew will succeed in their studies. In Sihuan's hometown, there are also popular stories such as "Huangjing Blessing the Sky" and "Hu Kong Farming and Reading".
He is erudite and good at writing. He is the author of "Tianya Collected Works", "Haiyu Bian", "Lingnan Chronicles", "Lizhihua", "Hufang Collection", "Transition Poems", "Huiyan" "Grass", "Bloody Skills", etc., among which "Bloody Skills" is still a junior middle school Chinese text. "Litchi Talk" is a science and technology essay describing litchis. It not only has certain artistic value, but also has high scientific and historical value in agricultural economy. These works of his are priceless treasures in the cultural heritage of the motherland.
Lin Sihuan's "Vitriol"
There are people in Beijing who are good at ventriloquism. For a large banquet with guests, an eight-foot barrier is placed in the northeast corner of the hall. The ventriloquist sits in the barrier with a table, a chair, a fan, and a foot. All the guests sit together. After a while, I heard a touch of a ruler in the barrier, and everyone sat in silence, with no one daring to make a scene.
I heard the barking of dogs in the deep alley, and there was a woman who was startled and couldn't stretch her legs, and her husband was gibbering. Then the child woke up and cried loudly. My husband also woke up. The woman strokes the baby's breast, and the baby cries, and the woman pats it and whines. Another eldest child woke up, and the vomiting didn't stop. At this time, the sounds of the woman slapping the baby, whimpering, the baby crying with nipple in his mouth, the older child just waking up, and her husband yelling loud at the older child, were all given out simultaneously, remarkably well. All the guests stretched out their necks, glanced sideways, smiled, and sighed silently, thinking it was wonderful.
Not long after (jǐ), the husband made a sound (hōu), and the woman patted her son gradually and gradually stopped. There is a faint smell of rats making ropes, the basin is tilted, and the woman is coughing in her dream. The guests feel less relaxed and sit slightly upright.
Suddenly someone shouted: "Fire is coming!" The husband shouted loudly, and the woman also shouted loudly. The two children cried together. Hundreds of thousands of people shouted loudly, hundreds of thousands of children cried, and hundreds of thousands of dogs barked. In the middle are the sounds of pulling and collapsing, the sound of fire, the whistling wind, and the sound of hundreds and thousands of people shouting for help; the sound of hundreds and thousands of people asking for help, the sound of dragging (yè) the house, the sound of robbing (hǔhǔ), the sound of snatching, and the sound of splashing water. Everything is there, everything is there. Although a person has hundreds of hands and hundreds of fingers, he cannot point to one end; a person has hundreds of mouths and his mouth has hundreds of tongues, so he cannot name a single place. So the guests all turned pale and left the table, stretched out their sleeves and stretched out their arms, their arms and legs fighting, almost wanting to leave first.
Suddenly he touched his feet, and the sound was complete. Take off the screen and look at it, it's just one person, one table, one chair, one fan, and one foot.
Word definition
Ventriloquism is a type of acrobatic show. And there is also the art of polyglotism. Use pronunciation skills such as mouth, tongue, throat, nose, etc. to imitate various sounds, such as train sounds, bird calls, etc., and coordinate with movements during performance to enhance the sense of reality.
Ventriloquism is a folk performance skill and a type of acrobatics. In ancient times, it was called "cross talk", which means imitation of sound. It is not the modern folk art cross talk for the purpose of amusing. Ancient ventriloquism was actually just an art of imitating sounds. Performers use their mouths to imitate various sounds, which can make the listeners feel as if they are actually there. It is one of the precious heritages of our country's culture and art. This technique was one of the "Hundred Operas" in the Qing Dynasty. The performers were mostly invisible behind curtains or screens, commonly known as "Next Door Opera".
Translation
There was a man in the capital who was good at performing ventriloquism. One day, there happened to be a large banquet for guests. An eight-foot-wide barrier was placed in the northeast corner of the living room. The ventriloquist was sitting inside the barrier. There was only a table, a chair, and Just a fan and a piece of wood. The guests sat together. After a while, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of Xing Mu in the barrier, and the whole place became quiet, and no one dared to speak loudly.
I heard a dog barking far away in the alley, and a woman was woken up, yawning and stretching, while her husband talked in his sleep. After a while the child woke up and cried loudly. The husband was also woken up.
The woman patted the child and fed him milk. The child still cried with the nipple in his mouth. The woman patted the child and hummed to coax him to sleep. Another older child also woke up and kept chattering. At this time, the sounds of the woman slapping the baby, humming, the baby crying with nipple in mouth, the older child just waking up, and her husband yelling loud at the older child, were all given out simultaneously. , all kinds of sounds are performed vividly. Every guest in the audience stretched their necks, tilted their heads and listened attentively, smiled, secretly admired, and thought it was wonderful!
Not long after, the husband began to snore, and the sound of the woman patting the child gradually stopped. I could faintly hear the sound of mice squeaking, the sound of basins and bowls being knocked over, and the sound of a woman coughing in her sleep. When the guests heard this, they felt a little relaxed and gradually sat upright.
Suddenly someone shouted: "There's a fire!" The husband got up and shouted, the wife also got up and shouted, and the two children started crying together. In an instant, hundreds of people shouted, hundreds of children cried, and hundreds of dogs barked. Interspersed with the sounds of crackling houses collapsing, the explosions of burning fires, the whistling of wind, and thousands of sounds sounded together; also mixed with the sounds of hundreds of people calling for help, people fighting the fire pulled down the burning houses. There were shouts of strength as the house was being built, sounds of snatching objects in the fire, sounds of splashing water. All the sounds that should be there are not there. Even if a person has hundreds of hands and hundreds of fingers on each hand, he cannot clearly point out one of the sounds; even if a person has hundreds of mouths and hundreds of tongues in each mouth, he cannot name one of them. A place to come. Under this situation, all the guests were so frightened that their expressions changed, they left their seats, raised their sleeves, exposed their arms, their legs were shaking, and they almost wanted to scramble to escape.
Suddenly Xingmu slapped the wood, and all the sounds disappeared. After removing the barrier and looking inside, there was still only one person, a table, a chair, a fan, and a piece of wood.
Attachment: Pu Songling's "Vitriol"
Original text of the work
A woman in her twenties came to the village, carrying a medicine bag and selling it medical. When someone asks about a disease, a woman cannot help herself. She asks the gods at dusk. Clean the small room in the evening and close it. People gathered around the doors and windows, listening in silence; but no one dared to cough even if they whispered. Both internal and external movements and breaths are dark. At about night, I suddenly heard the sound of the curtain. The woman inside said: "Jiu Gu is coming?" A woman replied: "Coming." Another woman said: "Wangmei is coming from Jiu Gu?" It seemed like a maid answered: "Coming." The three people's chatter was mixed and thorny. Stabs endlessly. When I heard that the curtain hook was moving again, the girl said: "Sixth Sister has arrived." He said inanely: "Chunmei has also come with the young man in his arms?" Come on. You are as heavy as a hundred heavyweights, and you are burdened with heavy burdens!" I heard the sound of the woman's attentiveness, the voice of the ninth aunt asking for information, the sound of the sixth aunt's greetings, the comfort of the two maids, and the joyful laughter of the children, all making a noise. Then I heard the woman laughing and saying, "Young man is so happy to play, he came all the way to hold the cat." As the voice gradually became less and less loud, the curtains became louder again, and the whole room was in uproar, saying, "Why is it too late for Fourth Aunt to come?" There was a little woman. He replied in a low voice: "The road is thousands of miles long and overflows. I'll be walking with my aunt until I arrive in about an hour. My aunt is walking slowly." Then each of them made a warm and cool sound, followed by the sound of moving and sitting, and the sound of calling for "sitting". They were mixed and noisy. The room is full of things, and it’s time to eat. I heard that the woman asked about illness. The ninth aunt thought it was better to get ginseng, the sixth aunt thought it was better to get qi, and the fourth aunt thought it was better to get magic. When I was moving, I heard Jiu Gu calling for a pen and inkstone. Nothing, folding paper and making a sound, pulling out a pen and throwing a hat, making the ink rumble. After a few strokes of the brush, the pen vibrated, and I heard a pinch of medicine wrapped in Su Suran. After a while, the woman pushed the curtain and gave the sick man medicine and prescriptions. When he turned back and entered the room, he heard that the three aunts were saying goodbye, the three maids were saying goodbye, the child was mute, the cat was snoring, and they all got up at the same time. The voice of the Ninth Aunt is clear and clear, the voice of the Sixth Aunt is slow and blue, the voice of the Fourth Aunt is delicate and graceful, and the voice of the three maids, each has its own sound, which can be distinguished by listening. The crowd was surprised and thought he was a real god. And trying this method is not very effective. This is the so-called ventriloquism, which is specially used to sell one's skills. But it’s also strange!
In the past Wang Xinyi once said: "I happened to pass by a shopping mall in the capital and heard the sound of string singing. The onlookers felt as if they were blocked. When I took a closer look, I saw a young man playing music with a graceful voice. There was no musical instrument, only one finger. Pressing the cheekbones, pressing back and chanting, and listening to the clanging sound is no different from string strings. "It is also a Miao descendant of ventriloquism.
Translation of the work
One day, a young woman came to the village. She was about twenty-four or five years old. I saw her carrying a medicine box with her and selling medicine to treat diseases in the village. After the people in the village heard about it, they came out to ask her for diagnosis and treatment. But the young woman said that she could not prescribe the medicine and had to wait until dark to consult the gods. People waited patiently for night to fall. In the evening, she cleaned a small house and shut herself in it. People in the village gathered around the doors and windows, listening intently. At this time, people consciously stopped making noise, and only a few people were whispering. After a while, no sound was heard inside or outside the small house. When night came, people suddenly heard the sound of a curtain opening in the small house. The young woman asked inside: "Is Ninth Aunt here?" Another woman replied: "Here!" and asked: "Did Lamei come with Ninth Aunt?" A person who looked like a maid said: "Come here!" ” Then, the three women chattered non-stop. After a while, people outside heard the sound of curtain hooks in the small house again, and the young woman said: "Sixth Aunt is here." The person next to her said: "Chunmei is also here with the young master in her arms.
"A woman said: "You have a bad temper! Even if I try to coax him, he won't sleep and insists on following Liu Gu. His body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and it was so tiring to carry him! "Then, I heard the young woman's thanks, Ninth Aunt's greetings, Sixth Aunt's polite words, two maids comforting each other, children's laughter, and everyone talking and making noise. The young woman said with laughter. : "The little master also likes to play so much that he even comes here with a cat in his arms from so far away. "At this time, the sounds inside slowly became quieter, the curtains started to shake again, and the small house was noisy again. Someone asked: "Why did Fourth Aunt come so late? "A girl whispered: "It's more than a thousand miles. I walked with my aunt for a long time, but my aunt walked too slowly." "So, there was another round of greetings, the sound of moving seats, and the sound of calling for extra chairs and chairs. All kinds of sounds were intertwined, and the room was full of noise. It took a while before it settled down. Until then, no one outside the small house They heard that the young woman asked the gods for advice on how to cure the disease. Ninth Aunt thought that ginseng should be used, Aunt Six thought that Atractylodes should be used, and Atractylodes Four said that Atractylodes should be used. After a while, the paper folded and creaked. When I pulled out the pen, the pen tip clinked on the table, and the sound of grinding ink was very clear. After writing the prescription, Jiu Gu threw the pen on the table, grabbed the medicine package, and made a soothing sound. Su Sheng. After a while, the young woman opened the curtain and asked the patients in the village to get medicine and prescriptions. Then she turned and returned to the room. Then she heard the third aunt saying goodbye, the three maids saying goodbye, the child's babbling, and the kitten. Meows and shouts came together at once. Ninth Aunt's voice was clear and loud, Sixth Aunt's voice was slow and old, Fourth Aunt's voice was delicate and gentle, and the voices of the three maids also had their own characteristics, and people outside could clearly distinguish them. The people in the village were surprised when they heard about this "fairy meeting" and thought they were all gods. The sick man took back the prescriptions and herbs that the young woman had asked for from the "fairies" and hurriedly boiled them and drank them, but the medicine failed. After that, the disease did not improve. Later, people in the village realized that the young woman was performing ventriloquism, and there was no magic in it. She was just using ventriloquism to sell her own medicinal herbs.
Wang Xinyi once said: When I happened to pass by a place in the capital, I heard the sound of playing and singing, and people gathered around it like a wall. When I looked closer, it turned out that it was a young man playing music with his voice. When using a musical instrument, you just press one finger on your cheek and sing while singing. The sound produced is very clear and powerful, which is no different from that produced by a musical instrument.
This is also a descendant of Lin Sihuan. Story
“Stand up! "Following the calm and authoritative shout of the school teacher, the head of a six-year-old child slowly poked out of the window. He was wearing old clothes that didn't fit and held a cattle whip in his hand.
The teachers and students walked out of the private school one after another. "What's your name?" "The tutor leaned down and asked with concern. "My name is Lin Sihuan, and I live in Houshe, Chiling. "The child pointed to a village not far away with his whip, and introduced it without asking any questions: "My father is from the forest, and my brother is Si Zhen." I enjoy listening to Mr. Lectures very much and have been eavesdropping for more than half a year! "Then come and study!" "My family is poor and cannot afford for me to study!" The teacher nodded and stroked his beard for a long time, then suddenly an idea came to him: "Si Huan, could you please come into the school and sit for a while?" ”
The school teacher arranged for Si Huan and the students to sit down, spread out the paper and pen, and announced the start of the exam. The result surprised the school teacher and was elated. Lin Sihuan, a cowherd kid who had never been to school, had a witty saying. The eloquent and clear-cut compositions made the dandy boys of the country squires and wealthy merchants speechless and speechless.
The schoolmaster scratched his tongue and wore out the soles of his shoes. With the support of the family and other conditions, he won Lin Zhisu's approval and allowed Sihuan to study in a private school.
Sihuan worked hard for his father while studying hard. In 1615, when Sihuan was 7 years old, he became a bachelor. Huang Jingfang didn't believe that he could "motivate and self-study" and "diary thousands of words", so he specially conducted an interview with him, and was impressed by his intelligence and talent, so he made an exception and accepted him as his "accompanying student". It was even more rapid.
The first time I participated in the provincial examination, the examiner determined that every word of the article could never be written by a poor boy who was still young, and arbitrarily judged it as "plagiarism".
< p> Si Huan, who had been wronged, was looked down upon. One morning, he went to the Huangjing to fetch water as usual, but his neighbors had secretly colluded with Si Huan to put all the buckets into the house the night before. Standing silently by the well, he swore to the sky: "A scholar can be humiliated, but an ambition cannot be taken away! I will work harder and harder..." Suddenly, there was a sound from the bottom of the well, and the well water overflowed the well pan. To this day, the water level of the yellow well in front of Sihuan's former residence is still much higher than the water level of the pond next to it, making it a red well in Anxi County, Fujian Province. There is a great landscape in She after the mountain.Confucius said: "Those who have gone by cannot be admonished, but those who have come can still be pursued." "Sihuan failed to achieve his goal, and the days after "Huangjing Zhutian" were devoted to "farming and studying in Hukong". In 1642 AD, 34-year-old Lin Sihuan passed the imperial examination. After that, he won the title of Chan Palace, successfully passed the joint examination, and became a high school Jinshi. . The anecdotes of Si Huan have been passed down from generation to generation in his hometown.
Lin Sihuan was not only a famous writer who was erudite and good at writing, but also a man who was upright, honest, diligent and caring for the people, and had a good reputation among the people. He was an upright and famous official. In the filthy and corrupt feudal officialdom, he was clean and self-reliant, which was really a tragedy of loneliness. At that time, the feudal prince's palace sent two people to talk to Lin Sihuan, and they rode straight up. Court.
Lin Sihuan pulled them off their horses and beat them thirty pieces each. The vassal king was furious, but thanks to the local Fujun's persuasion, Lin Sihuan was able to escape the disaster. Lin Sihuan was "good at being a writer" but "not good at being an official". His upright character made him frustrated in officialdom. In the 13th year of Shunzhi, he wrote "Tuntian Shu" in order to reduce the people's service tax, but was falsely accused and dismissed from his post by Geng Shang Erfan, who deliberately conspired to rebel. However, it was his "not good at being an official" and his unwillingness to join in the popular deeds that won him the love of the people and his reputation. If Lin Sihuan rose to prominence and had success in the officialdom, we can almost conclude that he just added a mediocre feudal bureaucrat to the officialdom, and Lin Sihuan was no longer the famous writer Lin Sihuan.
He was able to write at the age of seven. I went to the examination for a long time. Because the article was so sharp and extraordinary, the examiner suspected that it was written by someone else, so it could not be sold. Si Huan was not discouraged when encountering setbacks and worked even harder to study. In the 15th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty (1642), he passed the imperial examination in Renwu, and then in the 6th year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty (1649), he was promoted to Jinshi in Jichou. He was awarded the title of a great and middle-ranking official, and he followed the expedition with his simple slips and acted expediently. Later he was transferred to Qiongzhou Prefecture, Guangdong, where he served as Xianxian and Admiral of Academic Affairs. "When preparing troops in Hainan, he was both gracious and mighty, and the soldiers and the people loved him"; "He was honest in nature and favored many things in government, such as banning maidservants, banning investment, forbidding involvement, and banning people from borrowing camp debts. The Cantonese people praised him." Geng Zhongming, who was pleased to write "Tuntian Shu" in order to reduce the people's servitude and resist excessive luxury, excessive labor service, and privately created exorbitant taxes. In the thirteenth year of Shunzhi's reign, he was falsely accused and dismissed from his post by the Second Domain. When he was arrested, the people mourned. In the 17th year of Shunzhi (1660), Si Huan went to the Ministry of Punishment to imprison Xi Cao for his plan, but to no avail. "The emperor was diligent and hard-working for three terms. He was temporarily placed under the rule of Hangzhou. When Kangxi first came to power (1662), he was released after a review and was promoted to the left to participate in politics in Guangxi." Si Huan experienced hardships and had no intention of pursuing an official career, so he settled in Hangzhou, sailed on the West Lake, fell in love with the mountains and rivers, and sang with celebrities. Later, he died of poverty. His wife died day and night, and her coffin was violently buried. Fortunately, Tang Mengfu was buried in Xishaquanshi of Zhaoqing Temple in the same year, and four volumes of his works were searched and preserved. "Forty years later, his nephew Biaoguang visited him and was buried at the foot of Yuping Mountain" (today's Jade Dou Mian Mountain in Jinbang Village, Huqiu Town, Anxi County). The original stele is in good condition, and the text says: "The first soldiers learned Taoism from Tieya Lin Gong, the Shuren Wang family, and the male literature Huating tomb. In the ninth month of Qianlong and Ding Chou, the clan worshiped." The tribesmen respected Si Huan extremely, and often brought their children with them. I sincerely pay my respects and hope that my son and nephew will succeed in their studies. In Sihuan's hometown, there are also popular stories such as "Huangjing Blessing the Sky" and "Hu Kong Farming and Reading".
Lin Sihuan was not only a writer who was erudite and memorized, good at poetry and prose, but also an upright, diligent and honest official who loved the people. It is said that once, the feudal prince's palace sent two of his men to Lin Sihuan for "official business". The two men were so arrogant that they rode straight to the court. Lin Sihuan pulled them off their horses and each played thirty big boards. The vassal king was furious, but thanks to the local Fujun's persuasion, Lin Sihuan was spared. Lin Sihuan was "good at being a writer" but "not good at being an official". His upright character made him frustrated in officialdom. In the 13th year of Shunzhi (1656), he wrote "Tuntian Shu" in order to reduce the people's service taxes, but was falsely accused and dismissed from his post by Geng Shang Erfan, who deliberately conspired to rebel. It was his "not good at being an official" and his unwillingness to collude with those feudal bureaucrats that made him loved by the people and his name will go down in history.
When Lin Sihuan took office, it was in the early days of the Qing Dynasty. The country had been unified and the economy had recovered. Therefore, many foreign businessmen came to China for trade. However, some local officials acted recklessly for personal gain. When a foreign businessman shipped goods to Zhuya, the local officers wanted to kill people and rob the goods because they were greedy for the goods on the ship. After Lin Sihuan learned about it, he resolutely stopped him. He said: "Although I am a scholar, at least I am sent by the imperial court. I have the right to take care of this matter. If you kill people for personal gain, it will cause discord between the country and foreign countries. Even if I die, I won't let you do this!" The local officers had no choice but to let the foreign businessmen return home.
At that time, the two local forces in the "Three Feudatories", Pingnan King Shang Kexi and Jingnan King Geng Jingzhong, were both in Guangdong. They indulged their subordinates and oppressed the people. Lin Sihuan could not stand this kind of thing. Once he arrested and whipped the soldiers who were oppressing the people, and let the innocent people go. Governor Li Duanwu led his troops into the government office to arrest Lin Sihuan. Lin Sihuan stretched out his neck and said, "If you want to kill, just kill him! No need to say more! If I were afraid of death, I would not whip the criminal soldiers!" Li Duanwu knew that he was wrong, so he had no choice but to leave angrily.
When Lin Sihuan was an official, he adopted a series of measures that were beneficial to the people, such as prohibiting the hiring of slaves, arresting people to join the army, and prohibiting one person from committing a crime that would implicate the entire clan. He also suggested that the army should open up wasteland and farm its own land to reduce the burden on the people. These measures proposed by Lin Sihuan won the support of the people, but also offended some officials. They put some unfounded charges on Lin Sihuan's head, and Lin Sihuan was arrested and questioned by the court. In front of his boss, Lin Sihuan angrily accused Geng Shang of the crimes of the two local forces. As a result, Geng Jingzhong was transferred to Fujian, and Lin Sihuan was dismissed from his post as a civilian, sent to the frontier, and later released under amnesty.
From then on, Lin Sihuan lived by the Hangzhou Lake. He looked up to the sky and sang songs all day long, expressing his dissatisfaction with current affairs. At that time, some famous literati such as Qian Muzhai, Wu Meicun, Zhu Zhuzhai, etc. respected Lin Sihuan's character very much and made friends with him. Due to melancholy, hunger and cold, Lin Sihuan died of illness by the West Lake. He had no sons. After his death, his bones were removed several times and finally brought back by his nephew and buried in his hometown Anxi.
Lin Sihuan was not only an upright official who cared about the country and the people, but also an excellent writer.
He wrote many wonderful articles throughout his life, such as "Collection of Hufang", "Poetry of Crossing the Clouds", "Sea Fish", "Lingnan Chronicle" and so on. His articles are eccentric and extraordinary, filled with a sense of injustice that threatens to tear mountains apart and make a thunderous sound. He mingle with the people, so his articles have a strong flavor of life and are realistic and touching. The narrative "Float Skills", which was selected into middle school Chinese textbooks, accurately and truly describes the superb skills of our country's folk artists, with simple language, vivid descriptions, ingenious conception, and full of artistic interest.
Speaking of the traditional masterpiece "Float Skills", most junior high school students know it. Because, in the history of education in China, the reform of Chinese teaching has continued to deepen, and the number of Chinese textbooks has been constantly added and deleted. However, this short article of more than 300 words, which can be called a masterpiece of ancient Chinese prose and has a wonderful voice, has never been deleted. The author of "Bloody Skills" is Lin Sihuan, a famous writer from the Qing Dynasty in my country.
The passage of time has submerged so much of the human world. For more than 300 years, the artistic achievements and personality charm of Lin Sihuan, a famous writer in the Qing Dynasty, are still remembered by people.
Isn't Lin Sihuan's "goodness" and "badness" an inspiration to future generations?