? Those who cross the boundless sea of suffering turn themselves into boats and drink their hearts! Everything in the past will pass in the end, whether it is bitter or happy, sad or happy. ?
At the end of his life, Wang Xizhi saw a vague figure holding another vague figure, and there was silence around him. The peace that can be touched, the peace that can be seen, can provide the peace of breathing! ?
? A little white light began to surround his head, and his body became light, like a nest deep in white clouds. Finally, the white clouds don't have to support his body, because his body is floating like a rainbow, as light as a star, and his heart is still a little bitter. Gradually, the old figure appeared in his empty mind and the picture unfolded before his eyes. Yes, I left her in the world, with names in the air, one by one. ?
First, his wife Yun Xuanyuan began to look younger and younger. At this moment, he didn't feel great sadness and joy, but tears blurred his eyes, and he still tried to keep his eyes open. He didn't blink once. It's hard to keep this moment. Always remember this moment. His wife and children were born in reverse. He was floating in the clouds, above a white cloud, quietly watching this place where he had never been before. He has missed too many moments in his life, suddenly gave up and suddenly felt out of control. Why, regret, regret, …
I saw my wife sitting in front of her desk, where she often wrote, silent, slowly standing in a word-by-word, with several favorite and most proud copybooks of Wang Xizhi's life on the desk. The ancient copybooks collected at home have been pieced together into pieces. Can the fragments of past lives be pieced together again? Is it difficult to go back to the past? This invisible distance lies between Wang Xizhi and his wife. Is this an insurmountable barrier between life and death?
? Silence, silence, silence, powerlessness.
Weak, silent, silent, silent.
? Wang Xizhi quietly floated down from the sky and came to his wife Xuanxuan. He knew she couldn't see, and she knew he was right in front of him. This is a lifelong tacit understanding between husband and wife. Wang Xizhi looked down at the woman who followed her life. She is still as beautiful as her first love! Through Xuanxuan's eyes, he saw his arrogant and free face when he was lying in bed. He saw a woman sitting by the window looking at the white clouds. Women's eyes are full of men's silent calligraphy. Space retreats in this place, and time is hidden in front of us at this moment, with four eyes facing each other, two figures, one pale and one empty. Xuanxuan raised his arm and stopped in front of him, just gently moving his fingertips, and his tears had already dried up. ?
? Five years after Shengping, my heart died of illness. Xuanxuan had that strange dream above at night, perhaps daydreaming, dreaming at night. Relatives and friends in the black mourning hall gather together. The eldest son died first, and the second son grew up again. He put on Dai Xiao himself and greeted him with a kneeling ceremony. Behind him, there are kneeling three sons, five sons, four sons, six sons, seven sons and only daughter Wang Mengjiang. Wang Dao's first cousin, Wang Xizhi's uncle's cousin, the bright temperament of the whole Langya Wang in culture has declined, and Wang Xizhi's calligraphy in his later years has gradually entered the realm. The right army went first, and the banner of Wang's culture fell on the younger son. As all brothers know, Wang Xianzhi studied calligraphy with his father since childhood, and Wang Xianzhi lived up to expectations. He inherited his family studies since childhood and lived up to everyone's high expectations. ?
Xuanxuan's old age is consistent. My lonely goose once lived in this land. Without Wang Xizhi's company, they gradually faded out of sight. They gradually die alone with their son, watching his son get sick or die in battle. Xuanxuan's lonely shadow in his later years formally condensed the lives of thousands of women in Cloth, a lower class forgotten by the whole society at that time. When you stare at a place for too long, vision and psychology always think that what you see in front of you is the center of the world, and everything in your eyes is everything. Once people are driven by their own environment, they will think that the current world is the protagonist, and nothing is more serious than the problems they face. From this perspective, understanding is limited and narrow, but there are still some people who care about the country and the people, not just the difficulties they face, and pursue the well-being of more people.
Xuanxuan and Wang Xizhi have been together all their lives, from two strangers to the end of their lives, accompanying Wang Xizhi to the peak of calligraphy step by step. This kind of experience and emotion will not disappear with the death of Wang Xizhi. The most precious thing in a person's short life is not how many gold and silver treasures, how many high officials and rich people, or how many pink girls, but a dream to pursue my spouse's self-mind and make unremitting efforts for it. Yes, the most important thing is the liberation of self-mind. How lucky Wang Xi and his wife met in such an era, hand in hand, supported each other, shaped their own understanding of life in their own family, and passed on this concept of free life to his children. Everyone says that Wang Xizhi is arrogant in his romantic life. This arrogance is not brought to the speaker by his status and position. This is a concept of free life burning. When everyone was busy pursuing the prosperity and power struggle of the past, the king represented by Wang Xizhi propped up the soul of a generation in the middle and late Eastern Jin Dynasty. "Everyone is drunk, I wake up alone." This is not just courage, this is not grandstanding, but the naked or bloody truth, the truth of human nature. Once the real thing is in front of the crowd, everyone will stay away from it, and the truth will bring you fear. Yes, humans are good at it. ?
? In the fifty-ninth year of Wang Xizhi, Dr. Jin Guanglu of the Right Army, the imperial court, and his seven sons all obeyed his father's first decree, so they were not eligible for this title! ?
For Xuanxuan, Wang Xizhi devoted all his efforts to calligraphy, and he never left himself. Now let's review Wang Xi's feelings. In the era of concubinage, Wang Xizhi was only accompanied by Xuanxuan all his life, which shows that they have deep feelings, and there is no need to prove their deep feelings. But you don't have to go through ups and downs in emotional twists and turns to stay with each other and love each other for life. Although three wives and four concubines do not mean that others are unhappy, for a woman, monogamy was the embodiment of true love at that time.
From the girl who asked the spirits to the husband's wife in the east bed, from the wife of the right army to the mother of eight children, from the ignorant girl to the old woman, from the wind and rain all the way to the wind and rain. Since her marriage with Wang Xizhi, Jessica Hester Hsuan has almost disappeared from the history of calligraphy. She only concentrates on cultivating her own children and accompanying her husband Wang Xizhi to make some progress in calligraphy. At that time, even if a woman made great achievements in calligraphy, she was only famous and cared for her family. There are several people in the world who are as broad-minded as Mrs Wei and learn from her brushwork. Under the circumstances at that time, Mrs. Wei was really an unprecedented teacher. Xuanxuan himself discovered an interesting fact after marriage. Anyone who is famous in calligraphy will be less diligent than Wang Yi in calligraphy, so you can't help but want to see where he can go. So you can't help talking about calligraphy, and even sharing your own collection of copybooks or inscriptions or years of calligraphy experience, such as yourself, Mrs. Wei, Uncle Wang Xun, Prime Minister Wang Dao and Yu Jiayi.
This may be Wang Xizhi's personality charm in calligraphy, which will come from the attraction of the heart without bypass after concentration. Seeing that Wang Xizhi's calligraphy has reached a new height, Xuanxuan herself feels that this is more exciting than her calligraphy achievements in Weibo. Mrs. Wei's unfinished works, Mrs. Wei is willing to continue, writing is lonely, because words are lonely, every word lives independently like everyone, and it is even more depressing to seek a new way out. Because there is no way to go, the road that predecessors have traveled has come to an end. Xuanxuan knew that there was no shortcut to calligraphy. Her husband Wang Xizhi has surpassed a contemporary calligrapher, from Heyun, from Mrs. Wei to her uncle Wang Xun, from Zhong You to Lishu, from learning calligraphy to becoming famous in the world. Many times, my wife and I shared my experience of going to the capital of Xi. She went out early and returned late. One of the most famous artists admired by Wang Xizhi in the Middle Ages was Zhang Zhi in the Eastern Han Dynasty. He has gone further than anyone else in cursive writing, not because of his tenacity in practicing calligraphy in Linchi, but because of his unprecedented innovation in cursive writing. He writes like a runner, and Zhang Zhi flies. Only the soul of an unruly heart can show that momentum. It is not easy to be on a par with Zhang Zhi in his lifetime, because he has too many obstacles, unfinished mother's wishes, his family, endless political affairs, too much time wasted and too little time to remain true to himself. Moreover, his body has been declining since middle age, and people exist in the world. Unless the avenue has become an immortal generation, everyone has their own obstacles. This is a helpless move.
Because Wang Xizhi and Xuanxuan were separated by Yin and Yang, Xuanxuan gradually moved away from Taoist classics and devoted himself to fasting and chanting Buddhist scriptures every day for this family and the late Shao Yi. Ten thousand years later, Xuanxuan is like the watchman of Wang Xizhi's home, watching how it walks on the scroll of history, being slightly transformed by the wheel of the city, and living to see how it goes through the vicissitudes of troubled times. Many things are beyond the reach of human beings. This old man is not the patron saint of the Wang family, and a family will never have its own patron saint at any time. Otherwise, how could the dynasty change? The old man has experienced the pain of losing his son many times. He watched his son's back crack and die, watched his child's marriage change, and watched his baby die. He heard that Shu Ping (Wang Ningzhi) was killed and sent away Wang Youjun, who is famous in the book world. A person is like a lonely goose floating in the sea, without growling, struggling or praying. A pair of weather-beaten eyes are still bright.
A few years before his death, due to the tragedy of the second son Wang Ningjia's rebellion in Sun En, the court sent people to Xuanxuan to inspect. Give it to you. Henry Hui Wang, the nephew of the then minister Wang Xizhi, asked the weather-beaten old man, "Can you hear with your eyes?" The old man replied, "My hair is white and my teeth are falling out. This is the aging of human body. As for the eyes and ears, about the gods, how can it be convenient for people to separate! "
? Seeing off the grandnephew who had never met the Wangs, the old man suddenly remembered the scene when his younger brother Tan came to visit the newborn grandnephew Wang decades ago. When he left, the young lady frowned and said to his two younger brothers, "The Wangs saw Xie Jia and Xie An coming, and they couldn't wait to take out everything at home to entertain them. You came, but as usual. You didn't have to come for nothing. "Knowing that my sister was wronged by her brothers, the two younger brothers just stood there smirking to comfort my sister. My brother-in-law Tan still quietly told her brother-in-law, but Wang Xizhi, who was not good at expressing his feelings, suddenly understood that it was his wife who deliberately asked her brother-in-law to tell him. For his wife's little jealousy, Wang Xizhi later expressed his intention with practical actions, and gave the original preface to Lanting Collection to his wife, who gave it to Tan as his son's wedding dowry.
Old man Xuanxuan will write your smile when he looks at Wang Xizhi's embarrassment because of this incident. Time has passed, and a year has passed. Before his death, the old man received the sad news of the death of his youngest son, Wang Xianzhi's daughter, Wang Chong 'ai. Without serious tears, he closed his eyes in front of a group of strange children. The old man lived almost all the years from the founding of the Eastern Jin Dynasty to its demise. The old man not only witnessed the rise and fall of a dynasty, but also accompanied Wang Langya and Wang Xizhi to the peak and witnessed a generation of books.
The representative women of the whole Eastern Jin Dynasty are interpreting a history of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Mrs Wei only enlightened Wang Xizhi's childhood, and Wang Xizhi's mother brought him precious life. The empress Chu Suanzi struggled in the nightmare of choosing the emperor all her life, but Xie Daowen was interested in ancient and modern times only because of the powerful minister. Finally, because of the war, Wang Xianzhi's wife, Xi, got the most precious love, but failed to achieve this goal. Wang Xizhi's wife is more like a watchman of an era, who has personally experienced every period of the Wang family and watched the whole Eastern Jin Dynasty from its founding to its final destination.
From an outsider's point of view, people may feel that Jessica Hester Hsuan's situation is quite miserable, and people will consciously feel sympathy or pity for this bumpy experience. Confucius' disciples once asked Boyi and Shu Qi, two great sages, as the elders of Shang Dynasty, who did not eat Zhou Su after the national subjugation, starved to death in shouyangshan. Disciple asked Confucius, "Did these great sages have any resentment when they died?" Confucius said, "What do you complain about if you seek benevolence and get it?" Xuanxuan and Wang Xizhi were married by their parents. In the East Bed Husband written and directed by my father, they can go from acquaintance to love, from love to love, from love to staying together, from staying together to leaving. Gambling marriage can make them happy all the way. Chi Jian really got nothing from this bet. Gambler-style mate selection makes Wang Xizhi and Xuanxuan become. The husband and wife hope that this marriage can grow old together like them.
Until the year before Wang Xizhi's death, Wang Xianzhi and Xi fell in love with each other. As Wang Xianzhi's cousin, Xi Daomao is one or two years older than Wang Xianzhi. Their feelings were tested for the first time. Wang Xizhi's youngest granddaughter, Yu Run, has a daughter with Wang Xianzhi and Xi Daomao. They held their beloved little guy and didn't feel that death was approaching the child step by step. After the full moon, I ran away by accident. Wang Xianzhi resigned his post for this daughter. There is a folk saying that he resigned in exchange for a blessing. However, after the Japanese, Wang Xizhi and Xi's only son died, and the young couple have not recovered from their grief. Around the death of Wang Xizhi and Tan. As a newly married couple, they both lost their father. These three blows fell on their heads, which made young Wang Xianzhi put away her childish loneliness.
Never leave, it's not bad to grow old together. When you look back on your journey, the sunset flowers fall in the wilderness.
May the accompanying couple stay in the historical picture of the Eastern Jin Dynasty forever. For a long time in the world, there were only love words. They are like a pair of geese flying from south to north in troubled times. They don't have to cry and scream like cuckoos in the bamboo forest in the south, scream at the moon like two lone wolves on the Mobei grassland, and sigh at each other like dried fish on the shoal in the East China Sea.
I have always believed that it is not the twists and turns of love that move people's hearts, but persistence. You don't need to experience incomparable ups and downs in exchange for sincerity, but selflessness. It's like a sight that brings attention. All beings turn into buddhas and make love alone.