The name Cao Xueqin was actually changed by himself. Because he suffered from drought and rain three days after his birth, it was a small auspicious sign for people at that time. So his father was so happy that he immediately decided to name his newborn son ""(also called Zhan Tong). This word is taken from the Book of Songs, "excellent and abundant, touching and enough, giving birth to me." It means that the rain in Mao Mao is abundant, which moistens the earth, irrigates all directions and makes our crops flourish. It has something to do with "the rain comes after a long drought", and the word "war" can also be associated with "Shi James J.S.Wong's kindness", which means thanking the emperor.
Cao was later renamed Cao Xueqin, which was related to Mr. Northeast's poems. The word "Snow Qin" comes from Su Shi's "Mud Qin is rooted for a long time and is alone in one inch; When the snow piano moves, the spring pigeon can be cured. " It means: celery roots stay in the soil, only more than an inch long. When will it sprout and grow in this snow? Wait until spring comes before you can fry the turtledove meat! Su Dongpo's understanding of this is, "Shuba Qin Gui shoots, and miscellaneous pigeon meat is it." Mud Qin's mud is dirty, but Xue Qin doesn't touch it when it comes out. Therefore, Su Dongpo himself often uses "Qin" to compare himself. Snow is white and protects snow, so Cao Xueqin renamed himself "". This is why Cao Xueqin's original name is Cao, the word Qin Pu, the name, and the reason. There is no name "Xueqin" in the word and number, but it is called Cao Xueqin.
A poem written for Cao Xueqin
Qingyangshen
Forty is too thin. Xiaofeng brushed the inscription yesterday.
The orphan with such a long intestine cried, (Ziyi was injured a few months ago because
The widow's voice burst into tears in the wild days.
Ghosts and monsters mourn Li He, and Liu Ling is buried in a deer cart.
An old friend wants to live a humble life, where to summon the soul to pay Chu Heng.
The opening is still ice and snow, so the old friends are scattered like clouds.
For the first time in three years, he took pity on me, and there was no doctor when he was ill.
Talented people should hate, but Yang Shan's flute can't be smelled.
When I was thin, the horse was on Xizhou Road, and the grass was cool and the smoke fell.
Holding Cao Xueqin? Shen Jia
Forty years have passed, and there is a sigh.
The orphan is going to be driven away, and the bride is lost.
Ghosts and monsters mourn Li He, and Liu Ling is buried in a deer cart.
Old friends only have shirts and tears, and old wine becomes old.
Shangqinxi lay man
His humanity is free, he is good at drinking, and he is good at poetry and painting. He died before he was fifty.
On the edge of Xie, there is a fragrance of dew, and people have no tears.
The north wind is hard to return, and Bai Xuege's dream is growing.
The sound of the harp wrapped in a broken bag is bleak, and the sword breaks the box.
If you have feelings, ask for land repair, and the mountains will be cool at dusk.