Li Yu, the pronoun emperor, is the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty. He enjoyed all the flowers in Jinling and all the misty rain, but left an eternal sorrow in the capital of song dynasty, "like a river flowing eastward." Li Qingzhao, followed by pronouns, is the first talented woman in the ages, whose name is Bianliang, and her talent is the best in the world. However, in Jinling, she wrote thousands of feelings of "looking for it, being cold and clear, being miserable and sad".
Time is stagnant and space is condensed. Perhaps, in a corner of the vast sky, after the emperor's words, he is enjoying flowers and tea, singing the wind to the moon, or perhaps, listening to the past as long as chrysanthemums.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
Many people know Li Qingzhao from this poem full of rural life.
Li Qingzhao, Yi 'an Jushi, 1084 was born in Mingshui Town, Zhangqiu (now Jinan), Shandong Province. His father, Li, served in the imperial court, and his mother, Wang, passed away six months after Li Qingzhao was born with infinite sadness and attachment. Soon, Li married another king, Wang's granddaughter. Fortunately, the stepmother Wang did her duty and loved Li Qingzhao. Under the care of her biological father and stepmother, Li Qingzhao grew up slowly, like the apple of her eye, crystal clear and emitting warm luster.
Jinan, known as the Spring City, is clear, clean, soft and carefree. For Li Qingzhao, Mingshui Town is a world where she entertains herself. Water-like countryside created the softness and purity of water, and with Li's intentional or unintentional cultivation and edification, Li Qingzhao surpassed ordinary children from an early age and loved literature and poetry very much.
1089, Li Qingzhao moved to the capital of song dynasty with her parents. The richness, prosperity and excitement of Beijing greatly broadened her horizons and absorbed the gift of time in a quiet place. A few years later, a child rowing in Mingshui has grown into a graceful girl as delicate as spring flowers. When a girl grows up, the ripples in her heart will ripple away. The innocence and playfulness of the past have also become the spring flowers and autumn moon of girls, with a touch of tenderness.
She (he) is destined to be a couple. Marriage is full of you in your casual sigh of spring and autumn.
That year, she was eighteen years old, tender as water, breezy and beautiful as the morning glow; That year, he was twenty-one years old, personable, upright and poetic. What do you want in life when you meet the right person at the right time and place? That night, the candlelight flickered and the shadows were heavy. The moment the veil was lifted and collided with the line of sight, she was sure that he was the one she missed so much, and he clearly saw that she was the one he fell in love with.
On that day, Li Qingzhao married Zhao Mingcheng. At that time, she (he) was in full bloom, her (he) combination was as transparent and clear as rain and dew, and love flourished in the deepest part of my heart.
She (he) is like a shadow She (he) is convinced that the other person is the beauty she has cultivated for a hundred years, the most beautiful flower and the brightest moon for the rest of her life.
The peace of the years is often short-lived, and the beautiful moment is often another bitter brewing.
Song Huizong, an emperor in the history of literature and art in China, was deeply accomplished in poetry and painting, with political chaos and lack of clarity. Just like his thin body, beautiful as a bamboo pole, he can't find the emperor's pride, courage and ambition in the world.
The two parties, the old and the new, are fighting for power and profits in North Korea, controlling the political affairs of North Korea, deceiving each other and being at daggers drawn. Li Qingzhao's father, Li, and Zhao Mingcheng's father, Zhao Tingzhi, both died in the dispute between the ruling and the opposition.
At this time, the prosperity of the capital is just noisy for her (him), and it is no longer the warm home. Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, who suffered from apathy and parting, returned to Qingzhou's old house.
Qingzhou is more elegant, quiet and indifferent than Beijing. The study is called "Guitang" and the bedroom is called "Yi 'an Room". Li Qingzhao and his wife returned to the leisurely life of drinking and gambling books, poetry and songs, and hiding the past and hiding the present. Find a pure land in chatting; In fun, enjoy the moisture of love.
The grass is so green, the flowers are boundless red, the wine is infatuated and drunk, and people are not the same red. Closer heart, deeper love. Li Qingzhao once again found the beauty and fragrance in her dream in Qingzhou. She thought: it is also the most beautiful life to spend a lifetime with him, poetic and picturesque.
From the age of 24 to 38, Li Qingzhao left the best years of her life in Qingzhou. Qingzhou is a paradise in her heart and a beautiful place of life. The manuscript of Jin Shilu was also compiled here, which is her (his) painstaking efforts and a testimony of love.
As far as Li Qingzhao is concerned, he is satisfied with everything. For Zhao Mingcheng, at the age of no doubt, he still wants to display his talents in the imperial court and gain higher value. Qingzhou is too cold and cheerless after all.
Finally, as he wished, Zhao Mingcheng was appointed as Laizhou. I don't know whether it was long-term together or the coldness of Qingzhou, which made him lose his original love. When he left, he went to Laizhou without taking Li Qingzhao, who regarded him as the only one, or even a decent farewell.
Li Qingzhao was heartbroken. He left. Qingzhou is not the Qingzhou of that year, leaving only helplessness and sadness. A few months later, Li Qingzhao came to Laizhou, but what she saw and heard was more lonely. Zhao Mingcheng often haunts places where birds sing and dance. It's really romantic and full of jokes.
He is no longer the man she misses day and night. He is no longer a handsome and healthy young man. There is an unspeakable rift between heart and heart. * * * Appreciation, reading and teasing can only be an occasional beautiful picture scroll, which is a luxury. Laizhou is so bleak, lonely and chilly in the dim light of smoke.
In A.D. 1 124, Li Qingzhao went to Zizhou with Zhao Mingcheng. Zizhou comforted Li Qingzhao's broken heart a little, and she (he) re-focused on the research and textual research of old books, ancient books and epigraphy, but there were many jokes missing. Perhaps, in Laizhou and Zizhou, Li Qingzhao will often think of Qingzhou, which she loves, and tears often blur her eyes.
After the flowers bloom, they wither, and after the calm, they are full of twists and turns. In the turmoil and disputes, beauty can only be an instant fireworks, and after the glory, it is an ethereal dust.
1 125, Jin Bing's fighters destroyed the border defense of the Northern Song Dynasty.
1 126, the capital of song dynasty city fell.
1 127 years, Hui Di and Qin Emperor were captured, which is known as "the shame of Jingkang" in history.
It is the season when grass grows and warblers fly, but the air is filled with helpless cries and the sound of fighters. Spring flowers are no longer red and spring rains are no longer soft. That spring was sadder and bleaker than autumn. At that time, Zhao Mingcheng's mother died. Zhao Mingcheng left alone again, but left the things behind to Li Qingzhao.
Smoke billowed, screams blared, and there was devastation. Li Qingzhao saw too many tears and too many displaced people along the way, but she was not among them and went south to find a glimmer of hope.
1 128, Li Qingzhao came to Jiangning with a large number of ancient books, calligraphy and painting, and epigraphy. At the moment of meeting, the husband and wife were in tears and had nothing to say. Li Qingzhao understands that the capital of song dynasty is a clear water and Qingzhou, and she can never go back. She can only see great rivers and mountains in her dreams.
Jiangning became her new home. Jiangnan, small bridges and flowing water, bluestone is faint, but in the eyes of Li Qingzhao at the moment, it is also stunning and poetic. The streets and lanes are full of victims who have left their homes. Bitterness and crying fill every corner of Jiangning.
At that time, Li Qingzhao must have thought of Li Houzhu in his heart. After the word, the emperor received it. In this once crowded Jinling, there is no poetic fragrance of flowers, only "a river is full of spring water" and "the courtyard is deeply thinking"
The ups and downs of history continue. Zhao Mingcheng, who is in charge of guarding the city in Jiangning, has neither indomitable spirit nor the courage to go down in history. Jiangning rebels mutiny, he abandoned the city, lost the integrity of the literati, failed to live up to the expectations of the people, and became a stain that he could not erase in the thousand-year history and a failure of his life.
As a poet and a woman, Li Qingzhao worked hard for the country's ruin and ran away for crying, but never imagined that he, the love of his life, didn't have the courage to stand up straight, abandon the city, lose his heart and lose his righteousness.
Li Qingzhao cares about the country and the people, ranking first in the world, but there was no room for her to exert state power at that time. She can't go to court, can't participate in decision-making, and can only alert the world through the cry of poetry. She knows that Zhao Gou is not a wise king, but she can only hope that he can work hard one day, go to the north, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and return to his old capital.
1 129, Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng went west to Chiyang. On the way, they crossed the Wujiang River, leaving a cry of grief and indignation of "I miss Xiang Yu so far and refuse to cross Jiangdong", which became a swan song throughout the ages.
Life is full of ups and downs, and your body and mind are full of holes and haggard, but one wave has not disappeared, and another bigger wave is coming at you mercilessly. Just arrived in Chiyang, and the appointment of the court arrived, and Zhao Mingcheng was appointed to work in Huzhou. Zhao Mingcheng also don't back, gallop away, to the east. She knew that he wanted to wash away his shame and make contributions to the country.
It's just that this trip is still too hasty. In Chizhou, only Li Qingzhao is left alone. Day after day, I finally waited for his writing paper. She eagerly opened Zhao Mingcheng's letter, only to find that he was ill and told her to go to Jiankang at once. When Jiankang saw Zhao Mingcheng, skinny and dying, Li Qingzhao burst into tears and was heartbroken.
On August 18, Zhao Mingcheng passed away. He left, leaving her alone. In the past, the rockhopper and the official robe, marooned, did not get together for life. Zhao Yiwen once told her that he had been sad and hated, but after all, he was her husband and the love of his life. Since then, no one has ever held an umbrella for her to shelter her from the wind and rain. This walk is the time when the world and the underworld will never meet; This farewell is too painful and cruel; This death, the rivers and mountains have not been recovered, the soul is difficult to return to its hometown, and her (his) record of the stone has not been finalized. ......
Too many words, I haven't had time to say, too many beautiful lives, I haven't had time to savor them. ......
Jiankang, a once magnificent city, is a very sad place in Li Qingzhao's works. Besides, health is no longer healthy. She had to continue south, dragging her scarred heart to Lin 'an, the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. After all, there is an emperor there, even if the light is dim, there is a little light.
The ruthlessness of reality did not stop there, and the rustling autumn wind was still beating the dead branches and leaves.
Li Qingzhao met Zhang Ruzhou in Lin 'an. Zhang Ruzhou's moral quality is inferior and filthy. At that year's Song Dynasty poetry conference, Li Qingzhao was humiliated as "it is immoral for a woman to appear in public" because she was not allowed to chase her. Lin 'an, a city far away from home, at this time, Li Qingzhao needs a person's company too much to resolve the pain in her heart. After all, she is just a weak woman.
Under the constant deception of Zhang Ruzhou and the repeated persuasion of her younger brother Li Wei, Li Qingzhao got into a red sedan chair and married Zhang Ruzhou. But shortly after the marriage, Zhang Ruzhou not only robbed her of money, cultural relics and ancient books, but also abused her many times. A talented woman and a poet, Li Qingzhao, who has suffered both physically and mentally, can't suffer so much anymore. In desperation, she sued Zhang Ruzhou and won the lawsuit, but she was also jailed.
This time, her emotional efforts when she was scarred completely extinguished the last spark in Li Qingzhao's heart and ended her last thought of love.
She held Zhao Mingcheng's "Records of the Stone" and wept bitterly. Time is still passing, flowers bloom and fall, and spring has come to Qiu Lai. The trajectory of life is limited, and she has little time to lament and grieve. Li Qingzhao adjusted her chaotic mood, thinking about the past, looking at the manuscript of Jinshi Record, thinking about her Zhao Mingcheng, and he still had unfinished business. Once again, she lit a lamp at night and looked up the manuscript of the Golden Stone Record day and night. The ink is overflowing and the house is full of fragrance.
In A.D. 1 134, Li Qingzhao exhausted her whole life's deep affection and completed the sequel to Jin Shilu, leaving another masterpiece of deep affection for future generations, which is praised by future generations and will last forever.
In AD 1 156, 73-year-old Li Qingzhao passed away with infinite longing for her relatives and motherland. Yi, a talented woman, has finally finished her tortuous, bumpy, sad and tearful life. From then on, she was no longer sad or miserable. On the other side of the world, there is a garden with all loves and flowers. There is no sadness, no smoke, no national destruction, only clear water and bright moon, poems and stones, autumn chrysanthemums, snow plums and a pool of gulls.
There is a saying in Yang Shen's Ci Pin in the Ming Dynasty, "Yi An, a poet in the Song Dynasty, is also called a crown, so he should wear clothes, and he should fight with Huang Jiu (Huang Tingjian), not just the boudoir."
Shen Qian once commented in Qing Dynasty that "Li Houzhu is a man and Li Yian is a woman, which is the true face of the times".
1987, the international astronomical union named a mercury crater after Li Qingzhao.
Looking back on Li Qingzhao's life, I can't be calm for a long time and I am filled with emotion. The innocence of childhood, the girl's heart, the bright love, the feelings of the old country, the impermanence of the world, love and hate parting accompanied her life. He loves plums, plums are indifferent in fragrance, standing proudly in the snow, blooming in winter, and enjoying the fragrance exclusively, but he has to go through the freezing winter, but the plums and fragrance are lonely.
Li Qingzhao's poems are beautiful and elegant in the early stage, delicate and gentle, and often write about lamenting spring and cherishing autumn, living in a boudoir, and being sad in the later stage, and writing about leaving sorrow and thinking about the motherland. A woman, deeply concerned about the honor and disgrace, future and future of the country, is very noble, and has a great influence on China's later literary scholars. She is known as "the queen of ci", "the school of ci" and "the first talented woman through the ages".
She went, but she was always there, like mercury in the deep sky, eternal, bright and dazzling. The poems she left behind, with fragrant literati feelings, are clear and bright like clear springs of clear water, reflecting you and me in ancient and modern times. ......