He has three wives, each beautiful, which makes him very satisfied and happy. Are his confidants in the world of mortals. The first is Wang Fu, the second is Wang Fu's cousin Wang Runzhi, and the third is Wang Chaoyun who used to be a maid in his house. The first wife, Wang Fu, was born in Qingshen County, Sichuan Province. She is young, beautiful, intelligent and sensible. According to local rules and customs, 16 years old can get married. Wang Fu's father, Su Dongpo's teacher, and Mr. Wang Fang, a scholar with green spirit, also like Su Dongpo, a talented disciple. Then, after consulting with Sue, the two waved their hands, and an arranged marriage destined to be passed down through the ages was born. At that time, Su Dongpo 19 was three years older than Wang Fu. Ladies and gentlemen, it is useless to say that arranged marriages are not all bad. After all, parents are more experienced than children. They will look at people and things more comprehensively and profoundly! And men are older, which is normal. There is nothing wrong, but it is more convenient to hurt your wife! Although Wang Fu is young, he is very clever and considerate to her husband. He is her husband's right-hand man in official career. There is a story about "listening behind the scenes" spread all over the world. It is not difficult to understand that Su Dongpo really needed advice when he was not mature enough. Although Wang Fu is very young, he is very clever. Influenced by family education, Wang Fu is a good wife and mother. She loves her husband very much, worships him very much, even worships him very much. She knew that she had married a young, handsome, charming and talented poet. One is poetic, the other is plain, and there will be conflicts between them in marriage, but she is perfectly coordinated, inseparable and complementary. Su Dongpo is informal, straightforward, passionate, unrestrained and even irritable, while Wang Fu takes good care of her husband and strives to be virtuous and affectionate. Su Dongpo is broad-minded, relatively negligent in dealing with others, and treats everyone as a good person, while Wang Fu is knowledgeable and often tells her husband her suggestions. Every time Su Dongpo talks with visiting guests, Wang Fu always hides behind the screen and listens with bated breath. One day, after the guest left, she asked her husband, "Why do you spend so much time talking to him?" He just pays attention to what you have to say, and then he can speak according to your meaning in order to cater to your meaning. She warned her husband to be careful of those casual acquaintances who are too straightforward, and pointed out to him that fast friendship is often unreliable. When you look at a person, you should not only see his advantages, but also his shortcomings. Su Dongpo accepted his wife's suggestion. Unfortunately, Wang Fu died at the age of 26, leaving a six-year-old son. Sue said to her son Su Dongpo, "Your wife has been with you since she got married, and she has never achieved anything, enjoying happiness with * * * *. You should bury your mother next to her grave. " Su Dongpo obeyed, and personally planted 30,000 pine trees on the mountain where Wang Fu was buried to show his deep grief. Su Dongpo and Wang Fu have deep feelings, which are unforgettable for life and often fall into deep memories. Ten years later, he can't stand this kind of emotional torture anymore. Finally, he threw caution to the wind and wrote "Jiang Yimeng", which is known as "the first eulogy of the ages" for Wang Fu: "Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Looking at each other silently, there are only a thousand lines of tears. "It is expected that there will be heartbroken places every year, and there will be short Songshan Mountain on the moonlit night." It has been ten years since my lover died, and the distance between life and death is so far away. I don't want her, but how can I forget her? In the vast Yuan Ye, that small grave can't hold my full desolation. Tell who? Even if I am in the underworld now, I have met my lover with a dusty face and gray hair. I am afraid she doesn't know him either. Last night, I suddenly dreamed that I had returned to my hometown. Next to that small pane, my wife is combing her hair and making up. We looked at each other and couldn't say a word, just silently shed tears. Do we already know that at this time of year, we are heartbroken? Just like now, in the bright moonlight, I stand alone on this hill full of small pine trees! This poem records dreams, expresses feelings and complains about sadness. It is sincere, sad and charming, and it has the power to make people regret, and it has become a swan song throughout the ages!