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Jiang Nvbai, after leaving, went to the Western Heaven, met each other after a brief encounter, and asked Piao Zhi; Every time I read the truth, I never give up and tie it with my love. A hasty oral (reply) message cannot be edited because the numerical value is given (to the letter).
This is the remnant of Zagreb, written in 1500 years ago from the Three Kingdoms to Liang Qian, and signed by Ma Qiang. She may be a woman (Qiang woman), and this remnant is a love letter to her lover. It is said that it was found in the wall of an ancient residential building. The discoverer was Hungarian Stan in England. The location was lop Nur. It was discovered at the end of Qing Dynasty, which may be his first exploration in China.
Around Lop Nur, there were Loulan Qiang tribes in the Western Han Dynasty. "Water Classic Notes on Rivers" records: "The river flows eastward to Zehe River, that is, through the so-called Puchanghai. The northeast of Shanshan was flooded and the southwest of Longcheng was flooded. Therefore, the empty river jam, the great country of Hu, and the overflow of Puchanghai swept its country. The base of the city is still large, starting from the west gate in the morning and arriving at the east gate at dusk. " Jiang Qiang often sees "the deficiency of Jiang Lai", that is, the remains of Jiang or Qiang people by the water. "Liangzhou Foreign Things" said: "The deficiency of Jiang Lai is now called Longcheng." Because Wang Hengxi of Jiang Lai had no choice, he angered God, and God overflowed Pu Changhai to cover his country. This is naturally a myth.
Whether it is written by Qiang women or ghostwriting for Han people, it makes people think deeply. This letter, perhaps after the receiver receives it, hides in the wall and becomes the secret of time and him (her). But it is also possible that the person who wrote the letter succeeded, but could not send it out, and finally treasured it himself. People say that paper lives for a thousand years, and this bamboo slip has a life and heart of more than a thousand years! The flesh turned into dust in the desert, and the love buried deep in my heart, this simple human emotion, through the remnants, appeared unremarkable and incredible in the dazzling sunshine of the desert. In a flash, faint traces of eternity appeared at first sight.
There is always some wishful thinking in life, which is actually very good. For example, in the boundless time and space when Qiang women have achieved something and robbed her, they are willing to "give up their hearts and love her lover".
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You gave birth to me, but I was born to you, (already) old. You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
From 1974 to 1978, this five-character poem was left on a pottery jar unearthed in Tongguan kiln of Tang Dynasty in Wangcheng County, Hunan Province, and was included in the Collection of Continued Poems of Tang Dynasty in the name of Anonymous. Tongguan Kiln in Changsha in Tang Dynasty is a folk porcelain kiln without historical records. Hundreds of cultural relics have been found with dozens of poems engraved on them, which basically belong to popular songs in the streets and lanes. The "nameless" folk customs of Tanzhou in the Tang Dynasty were highlighted on these pots through simple nicks made intentionally or unintentionally by potters.
But this poem is probably from a brothel. Similarly, there are ballads such as "After you left, you have been conservative, Luoyang is far away, and you need some gold" and "The guests don't go straight into the host's yelling, and someone will come out after three or five times". But it's also good, simple and gratifying. Why do you ask the ancients ridiculously?
The nameless beauty of the Tang Dynasty finally turned into dust and dirt. She explained to us the happiness and impermanence that will last forever through the unknown potter's hands with her own poems and her life that may be plain and painful.
I noticed the simplicity of these languages, and I can even imagine her (his) humble status. Because there are typos in it.
In fact, there are some mistakes in life, such as a few typos.
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Still in Stan, or in the hinterland of Teklamagan, a number of Han bamboo slips were unearthed in 1929, which was called "quicksand slips" in history. One of them is engraved with a simple official script with this line of fine print:
I'd like to express my sincere thanks to you, Mr Wen Chun. Fortunately, we won't forget each other.
This is naturally a love letter. Maybe someone guarding the border. In the time gap of "Loulan will not be returned until it is broken", in the face of the postman's urging, I want to send a post (jade ornaments) as a keepsake to his beloved Chun Jun, greeting her and asking her not to forget herself. There are not many characters in the Han dynasty, which makes people feel deeply. In the word "lucky", there are many unrealistic "small wishes". I want to have happiness, cherish that day, and hope that my happy time can be slightly solidified or even eternal. This wish is beautiful, we can hear a person's true breath, urgency and nothingness a thousand years ago.
Perhaps there is another interpretation: this is a love letter and a letter from home. The recipient of the letter is a border guard, who may eventually sink into the sand. Chunjun is that man's name. It is not clear whether he received this letter or remembered this kindness from his hometown.
The Han bamboo slips unearthed one after another in those years were later compiled by Wang Guowei as quicksand slips. Later, Zhou Zuoren read this book, read this simple book, and wrote a four-line poem: "Take good care of Fu Chunjun, and don't give me this body. Bamboo slips are neither dead nor rotten, and who can summon souls in the Millennium? " Who's been evocative for thousands of years? Zhou Zuoren's writing has always been dry and bitter, but this poem is hot and straightforward. Zhong Shuhe thinks that "this is the best of his seven wonders."
There are always some disappointments in life, but it is actually good. For example, after reading such a pendant, we will ask in vain: Who will Chunjun be? Who will that woman named Ma Qiang be?
Walking in the street, through the door or a neat or messy house, you look at the past with your heart. Maybe Chunjun is not far away, and Ma Qiang is not far away. And, of course, the resentful Tang Dynasty woman. It was getting dark, and inadvertently, the sticky crowd that had just been woven gradually dispersed as they walked. Short life is always mixed with sadness and joy. Can we not cherish it?