The desert is light with clouds, the bamboo yard is relentless with drizzle, and the tears are wet with frost. How to break an inch of intestines? Residual red and broken green westerlies. I miss you a thousand times before midnight and listen to the sad geese in front of the building. I don't hate people who go far away. I have a thin flute player.
I walked through Jiangnan.
The appearance in the season is like the opening and falling of lotus flowers.
If the east wind does not come, catkins will not fly in March.
Your heart is like a little lonely city.
Like a bluestone street facing the night.
Without a sound, the spring curtain in March can't be lifted.
Your heart is a small closed window.
My dada horseshoe is a beautiful mistake.
I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by. ...
Zheng Chouyu's Mistakes was very popular in his early years. I used to copy it neatly in my notebook and take it to sleep. From the beginning of this poem, it doesn't seem to match the word, but wait for the reader and listen to me break it down in detail.
Qian Qian is the name of many girls, such as,,, Sue, and so on. Qian Qian means "beautiful appearance", that is, a beautiful woman who smiles and looks forward to it. The author of this word, also called, is a graceful Wujiang woman in Suzhou, the daughter of the Zhang family and the cousin of Shen Yixiu.
Shen Yixiu is the daughter of a famous composer, the niece of Shen Can, the daughter-in-law of Ye Jia, a famous family in Wujiang, Ye's wife, the mother of famous poets Ye, Ye Xiaowan and Ye Xie. With such an excellent cousin, Qian Qian's family background will not be too weak. Why else have you raised so many versatile, gentle and intelligent women?
She once held a poem in her hand and guessed her heart under the shadow of flowers; She once stood by the rhombic mirror with a cloud in her arm, fearing that the years would go by.
God, this is also Qian Qian's wish.
That year, she was in her prime. He, uh, wants to marry her.
He who has seen before is three years older than her. She called him cousin, who was his younger brother-Shen Zizheng. Shen family is a big family, and her husband is also a gifted scholar. He once wrote "Yu Yang, Agriculture, Countryside and Farmers", which was quite famous in the history of Ming Dynasty's zaju. It's not bad to spread it with Xu Wenchang. She began to call him "Jun Yong". In her spare time, she will fill in some small words and give them to him. He commented carefully and thanked him with a smile. But she still feels dissatisfied. She threw it on the fire and burned it before he got it back.
The newly married Yaner is affectionate, and her smile always appears on her face, which makes her feel glorious. But he often sighs and frowns. She knows what her husband thinks. Jun Yong was originally a gifted scholar and a beautiful woman, expecting to make a career, but now it is still white. He wants to make contributions, but he can't bear to be as beautiful as flowers. She's too focused to sleep. One night, she finally said to him, you go, men are ambitious, I am waiting for you.
He, too, really walked so easily, as if a fish had swam into the sea.
After that, she just waited.
Waiting, the swan goose sent from afar.
Wait, when he comes home, the sound of hooves.
Sometimes, I imagine such a picture: tiny raindrops are sprinkled on the winding bluestone road. From far to near. The sound of horses' hooves came gradually, which awakened the dream deep in the alley. The red gauze lamp in the window is on. The beating wick is like the restless heart of a person who has been waiting for a long time in front of a lamp. The sound of hooves is crisp, beating the small heart of the alley and the ears erected by the green grass, and gradually drifting away. As if with a sigh, the gauze lamp on the window quietly went out. Everything in the alley is so quiet that it seems to be used to it.
A passer-by, not a homecoming.
In this way, many nights, she just waited. At the most beautiful age in Qian Qian, she waited for generations to bloom. In the long and helpless waiting, between hope and despair, she slowly withered like a flower under the window.
One day after the gloomy sky and light rain, countless red flowers appeared, and the flowers planted in the bamboo yard in Qian Qian seemed to cry because of the rain. Qian Qian felt that her heart was tender, like fallen leaves blown away by the west wind. She was so lonely that in the evening, she invited her cousin Wan Jun (that is, Shen Yixiu) to visit her home. She chatted with her cousin about her love for Junyong, and Junyong talked for a long time. My husband has been away from home for many years, and there is not even a speaker around him. Perhaps only this cousin with good taste can understand her mind. Cousin constantly comforted her and said, maybe, Junyong will come back tomorrow.
Tomorrow, tomorrow again, how many tomorrows are there? Qian Qian sighed.
At this time, a shrill cry of geese alarmed Qian Qian, which sounded like a short arrow leaving the string and hit her fragile heart at once. She sighed lightly and said, "Cousin, I don't hate Jun Yong being so far away from me. I think it may be that my fate with him in his last life was too shallow, so there will be such a separation in this life, and I can't have oral sex like Xiaoshi and Nong Yu. "
Ten years in the same boat, a hundred years in the same bed, this life husband and wife, is the fate of several generations, how can she and he be said to be "thin"? Every time I read this, I always send out such feelings.
It is said that the original two people, if they can meet once in this life, are destined for each other in a previous life, otherwise they will never meet once. Therefore, we should also cherish the people we once met. We may have seen them in previous lives. Being able to form a couple, this life is relative, and how much once-in-a-lifetime accumulation and practice is needed to get good results? See how many couples break up for various reasons and sigh that there is no fate, and you will know how lucky you are to be a husband and wife.
Married, but never together in my life. He is a man, how can he be trapped in the boudoir and stay at home? Originally, his choice was not wrong. She misses him, misses him, but she can't and can't bear to tie him firmly at home. When I succeed, I succeed, and I will come back to pick you up. He might say, I'm photogenic. Well, she just replied softly, thinking, in fact, I don't care about the fame and fortune, I only care about you. But that's your ambition. I won't stop you.
What kind of dilemma is this? As a man, he demands himself, and society demands himself. "Getting married" means "starting a career". As a woman and a good wife, she can't stop him, but silently support and wait. Shen Zizheng traveled abroad for many years and spent a lot of time with Qian Qian. He gave birth to three sons and a daughter, and the only daughter, Ye Xiaoluan, was adopted in Shen Yixiu's home. In his spare time, Qian Qian will teach Xiao Luan to read and write, and study poetry and composition to pass the lonely time.
But loneliness swallowed Qian Qian's heart prematurely. She left early at the age of 34. When she left, she may have repeatedly said, "I don't hate Tianya, I have a thin flute player." If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If we say that there is a strange fate, how can our worries eventually become empty? This is Cao Xueqin's exclamation. If Jun Yong and I have no chance, why should I marry him in my life? If Jun Yong and I are predestined friends, why can't we be together in this life? This is the emotion of Qian Qian's life.
Finally, Dustin, he came back. However, the person standing by the window is gone, only the empty room and the silent window are waiting for Shen Zizheng. Fame and fortune, he didn't get it, but lost her. "It is easy for people to abandon them when they are young. Why did I let go of her hand so easily? "
"When I come back, I will make a clean break with drifting." He said.
After all, she couldn't wait.