(Text) Akino
In the main hall of the temple sat a monk named Jia Baoyu. Is everything empty to him? I don't know. I only know that there is a lonely soul of Sister Lin who shed tears for him in the Grand View Garden. Sister Lin falling from the sky is like a blank sheet of paper, pure white without any stain. This piece of white paper should be written by Bao, the brother who loves him, with a pen. But her baby brother believed that "the daughter is made of water", so his water sister Lin passed away silently beside him. I hate it! I hate Mr. Bao, and I hate that he didn't give happiness to Sister Lin who loves him. I really want to! I really want to pick up that pen and write down my love for Sister Lin on that piece of white paper: I love Sister Lin, "Who is lonely and who is proud of the world?" Arrogance; I love sister Lin. "It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch." The purity of; I love sister Lin's sentimental tears; I like sister Lin's poetic talent. I really want to draw! In the painting, Sister Lin and Jia Baoyu laugh and play together, which is really childhood friends; I really want to draw! Sister Lin and Jia Baoyu in the painting read Hui Zhen Ji together, which is really a tacit understanding. I really want to draw! Draw the scene of Dai jade burying flowers, and the song "Burying Flowers" has become the swan song of the ages. But I am not a calligrapher, a painter or Jia Baoyu. You can only watch the tragedy in the Grand View Garden, and there is nothing you can do.
There are three beauties in the Grand View Garden, namely Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai and Shi Xiangyun. They are all more or less closely related to Jia Baoyu. Shi Xiangyun is outspoken, cheerful, generous and generous, with the temperament of a boy, and does not care about his children's affair. Because there is a golden unicorn as small as Baoyu, it should be predestined friends with Baoyu. Her unfortunate experience was that she married someone she didn't love, and lived a cowherd and weaver girl life with that person after marriage. Withered and died a little in loneliness. Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai, one is an orphan and the other is the daughter of the Xue family; One is ice snow cleverness, the other is profound knowledge; One is sentimental, the other is steady and provocative; One is honesty and frankness, and the other is excessive caution; One is no minister, one is exquisite; One is the confidant of the rebels, and the other is the guardian of feudal autocracy. Daiyu pursues Baoyu's feelings, and Baochai pursues Grandma Bao's position. Daiyu gave all her tears to Baoyu, and Baochai gave all her wisdom and means to the people around her. Baoyu and Daiyu have taken a rebellious road. Although they love each other freely, they will eventually fail. Baochai took a step-by-step approach. She knows the relationship between Jia and Xue and who decides Baoyu's marriage. Finally, she succeeded. "Jia is not false, white jade is the golden horse in the hall. Epang Palace, 300 Li, can't live in Jinling Yishi. The East China Sea lacked a white jade bed, and the Dragon King invited King Jinling. It snows heavily in good years, and pearls are as gold as iron. " Jia's power and Xue's money finally came together. Where's Daiyu? This sister Lin, like a blank sheet of paper, had a premonition of her own ending. When she was burying flowers, she wrote the poem "Song of Burying Flowers" with emotion and tears.
Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense?
Soft hair floats in the spring pavilion, falling hair touches the embroidered curtain?
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the dusk of spring, and there is nowhere to release her melancholy;
Hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir with your hands and endure stepping on the fallen flowers again and again?
Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei;
Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?
The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless!
Although you can peck flowers next year,
However, no one can go to Liang's empty nest.
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing;
When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.
Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and those who bury them suffocate in front of the steps;
Leaning on the hoe alone, I shed tears in the dark, and the branches on it saw blood stains.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door;
When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.
Depression for slave bottom is half pity and half chagrin;
Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence.
Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?
It is always difficult to leave the soul of a bird, which feels ashamed of itself.
May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers.
After all, where is Xiangshan?
If you don't accept beautiful bones, a piece of pure land will cover the wind;
It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die.
The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age;
No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
In the poem, Daiyu used "360 days a year, the wind knife frost sword is strict; When will it be bright and fresh, once it is drifting, it will be difficult to find it. " Talk about the oppression and cruel reality they face. Use more "may slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers." After all, where is Xiangshan? " They pinned their yearning for freedom and happiness. When happiness and freedom are not available, they would rather "cover up romance without trace". It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch. In order to express her aloof, unwilling to be humiliated and unwilling to give in, she finally sent a message: "Who buried the flowers today?" "alas!
In the sound of gongs and drums at Baoyu and Xue Baochai's wedding, Sister Lin, as pure as white paper, left. She defended her love with her life, and she resisted the society unyieldingly. Because she knew that he would bury Baoyu who loved him next year, and she also knew that Baoyu would keep his promise to her, she succeeded. Baoyu learned that he had not married his beloved sister Lin, so he chose to become a monk. Xue Baochai finally sat on the throne of grandma Bao Er, became a widow, lived alone in an empty room, and kept company with loneliness all day long. Xue Baochai was alone in the Grand View Garden, watching it decline day by day. Finally, one day a gust of wind blew it down, then a gust of wind buried it, and finally a heavy snow covered it. The Grand View Garden disappeared as clean as this heavy snow. Under the heavy snow is Xue Baochai, a beautiful woman who also loves Baoyu.
In the main hall of the temple sat a monk named Jia Baoyu. Is everything empty to him? I don't know. I only know that Sister Lin, as pure as a blank sheet of paper, won love with her life. When she turned herself into a paste with tears, I collected her and her tears in a cup. I hope one day I can recreate a blank sheet of paper to awaken Sister Lin's lonely soul. She is wandering in tears for love, but I can't carry it! I gave Baoyu this cup full of Sister Lin's pulp and her tears. I hope he can recreate a blank sheet of paper, awaken the lonely soul of a sister Lin who is wandering in tears for love, write down her feelings with a pen, and draw her love with his heart, but Baoyu can't carry it! He put this cup full of her tears in Miaoyu's place and turned it into pulp. Miaoyu has the same beauty, talent and even aloof personality as Daiyu. Facing the reality, she chose to escape. Is Miaoyu who ran away from home empty? I don't know. I only know that as Baoyu's confidante, she will take good care of Sister Lin. Jia Baoyu chose to become a monk for love, and Lin Daiyu chose to die for love. Although the price is too high, it's great. Great love cannot be described in words.
One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can your heart be empty? One is a vain child, and the other cares nothing. One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror. I don't know how many tears there are in my eyes, how to stop autumn from flowing into winter and spring from flowing into summer!