When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
The jade carving should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it. How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing eastward.
-Li Yu's Young Beauty
The last sunset in the western paradise disappeared in the mountains. Li Yu heard the heavy dusk drums coming slowly from the palace. He closed Zhuangzi's Wandering and prepared to get up and go to the chef to fast. The white herons on Zhulangheiwa have changed in groups. Every time I look at their distant backs, he will think, when will my imperial career end? No one can understand him. He is an emperor who doesn't want to be an emperor.
He clearly remembers that it was a sunny morning. Trembling, he walked to the Temple of Single Pen and sat in a resplendent chair. For the first time, he heard the following people kneeling in front of him and shouting: Long live my emperor! He was 24 years old that year. At the age of twenty-four, he had no choice but to be emperor.
He felt unprecedented pressure, and he found it extremely difficult to carry the burden of a country with a pen. Sitting in the seat of the great hero's treasure, he is often helpless in the face of thorny issues raised by ministers. Although he also has his own views on some issues, he can't say it. Every time he goes to court, he is looking forward to retiring as soon as possible. The feeling of sitting on the needle carpet is really uncomfortable. What worries him even more is that there are still a lot of recitations waiting for him to read every day. Every time he crustily skin of head, bite a tooth to see these red tape. He doesn't understand why some simple questions have to state so many irrelevant reasons. Nevertheless, every time he saw only half of it, he began to fall asleep. So that later he had to force himself to recite with the cruel methods of awl stabbing and hanging his head.
When the east just turned a little white, he was awake, every day. Every time he opens his eyes, he will feel a kind of sadness and faint fear. He doesn't know why I have such a mood. Already an emperor. What are you worried about? What are you afraid of?
He still remembers that a long time ago, when he was a prince, he went to study in seclusion. He likes reading, but he doesn't like the Four Classics, likes a hundred schools, likes to see some unofficial history, likes Zhuangzi, and likes the happy trip in Zhuangzi.
The retreat is his landlord who specializes in reading and writing, and it is a quiet place. The front and back of the hall are filled with bamboo branches and cool breeze and bamboo shadows for meditation, which he calls the meditation hall. Every time he walks into the retreat, he will see a maid-in-waiting gently wiping the dust from every book on the shelf with a brocade duster. Her quiet appearance made him feel infinite love. Every book on the shelf was wiped spotless by her and placed neatly on the shelf.
Every time he goes to read a book, the maid-in-waiting always smiles at him and says unhurriedly that the handmaiden pays her respects to your highness. Then he found the book he wanted to read from the shelf and helped him turn to the page he wanted to read. What surprised him even more was that there were so many books in the study room of the retreat, and the maid-in-waiting could accurately tell the name and location of each book, and know which books he had not read once, which books he had only read once, which books he often read, and which books he had read recently and which page he had read. There is such a magical woman in the world that it turned out to be one of his maids.
He likes ladies-in-waiting, her quiet and petite appearance, her clear eyes like water, her clean and light crescent white skirt, her slender feet and her motionless on the ground.
He couldn't help grabbing her hand, which was soft and slippery. He looked at her with admiring eyes, and his heart rippled with pain. She smiled shyly, a blush rose on her white face, and slowly withdrew her hand.
For an instant, he wanted to treat her as a crown princess at once.
A prince is doomed to have no complete love. When he wanted to marry her, his father told him it was time for you to get married. But the object of marriage is not his favorite maid-in-waiting, but the eldest daughter of courtier Zhou Zong, who has never been masked. He knew that his father's purpose was to win over Zhou Zong. Zhou Zong was the founding hero of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he was a hot minister at that time.
The night before he married Zhou Zong's eldest daughter, he wrote a poem "Crying at Night" for the ladies-in-waiting: "Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, what a hurry! Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late. Colorful tears make people intoxicated. When will it be heavy? " I have always hated water since I was born, Dong Chang! "Write how time flies and how helpless people are in the face of fate.
Are you the crown princess my father chose for me? Are you Zhou Zong's eldest daughter, Zhou Ehuang? At the moment when the hijab was lifted, Li Yu was completely shocked by the bride's stunning appearance: her eyes were as bright as autumn water; Exquisite mouth, as attractive as cherry; Hair rolled up high is as bright and supple as flowing clouds; Like a jade neck, tall and elegant; Delicate and crisp hands are as white as Xiangling.
For a long time, Li Yucai groped along the eaves of the bed, grabbed her hand and shrank back shyly at once. And she, gazing at him affectionately, had long heard that he was a handsome man. Today, she really saw: eyebrows like swords, angular face, fangs, heavy eyebrows and big eyes, lips like blades. Fengshen is elegant and gentle, and she is intoxicated with it.
He grabbed her hand again, looked at her with burning eyes and said his heartfelt promise: "Hold your hand and grow old with your son." That year, he was eighteen and she was nineteen, golden couple.
Six years later, he ascended the throne in Jinling, and she naturally became the queen of the mother instrument world.
Later, we called her Da Zhou. This naturally naughty woman became the most important person in Li Yusheng's life. Many times, we don't need too much, as long as we have a beloved person, we have everything. Because of Zhou, Li Yu's monotonous and lonely life began to become romantic and rich.
They hang around all day and never know what boredom means. She plays the piano for him and he writes lyrics for her; She sang and danced for him and he sang for her. They walked among the flowers and raised their glasses in the moonlight. They are ice lotus, they are two birds with one wing, and they are a fairy couple.
She played with him in bed. She drank a little wine and was a little drunk. She smiles and looks like a peach blossom. Naughty, she chewed red wool with white teeth, and he looked at her blankly. She suddenly spit the chewed red wool on his handsome face and then fell into his arms with a smile. Mei Jiaoniang's naughty, innocent and lovely nature inspired him to write a poem "Welcome to the Pearl" for her immediately: "Just after the evening makeup, please pay attention. Show people a lilac, sing a clear song, and temporarily lead the cherry to break. Luo Hu's sleeves are still dark, and the cup is deeply swirled by the fragrant mash. " Embroidered bed leaned back, chewing red velvet and spitting at Tan Lang with a smile.
She's going back to her mother's house. He sent her to the palace gate, holding her hand and crying deeply to persuade her to come back early. She has disappeared for a long time, and he is still standing there, looking at her leaving direction like a sculpture. Only three days later, he was separated from Sanqiu. He can't sleep, and his thoughts are like fire. Every day he ran outside the palace gate and stood under an ancient camphor tree, eagerly looking forward to her return. He couldn't sleep alone that night when the rain hit the banana. He put on his clothes and got out of bed, and wrote "Sauvignon Blanc" for her in the flickering candlelight. One of them is: "A cloud is spinning, a jade is spinning, a shirt is thin and a snail is light." There are many autumn winds, and the rain is mild. There are three or two bananas outside the curtain. If the night is long, there is nothing you can do. "
One kind of love is eternal. He once made a vow to her before and after the flowers, and his love for her will last forever. However, by accident, she suddenly fell ill and stayed in bed all day, looking haggard.
He was in a hurry, waiting at his bedside all night, taking off her coat and taking medicine himself.
Sometimes, when she is awake and he is tired and asleep, he lies beside her bed. Listening to his breathing, she couldn't help touching his face, and tears flowed out like spring water. She often thinks that there is a man like Li Yu who loves her all her life. What regrets does she have? It's just that he suffered. Her sick body not only can't help him solve the problem, but adds infinite troubles to him.
She felt guilty and decided to let her own sister take care of herself in the palace. She is very kind and can't keep him. He is not her own man. He belongs to the world, and he belongs to Nantang.
But she never imagined that her decision made her make a mistake that she could not forgive herself, that is, her sister, and later Zhou Xiao fell in love with Li Yu. What made her sad was that Li Yu fell in love with his sister.
Love is so absurd. Although Li Yu loves Zhou Xiao, she still loves the continent as she did then, but love is selfish. As a woman, she can't tolerate any other woman to share a man's love for her.
How many people can a person love in his life? Before meeting Zhou Xiao, Li Yu had no such doubt, because at that time he believed that he only loved one person after Zhou Xiao in his life. However, after seeing Zhou Xiao, he began to have such doubts.
He blamed himself, thinking, was my previous love for E Huang false? No. I don't like her now? No. Then why do I love E Huang and her sister at the same time? Have I changed my mind? Am I a lover? How can I face her in the future? How to face your sister?
What a lovely man. As a powerful king, seventy-two concubines in three palaces and six hospitals blame themselves for falling in love with other women. How many kings in history can be like Li Yu? This not only does not show that he is promiscuous, but also shows that he is devoted to the people he loves. Everything later also shows that Li Yu only loved two women in her life, one after the big week and the other after the little week.
However, after a week, she still didn't understand this. She was seriously ill and added new worries, and soon died of depression. Until the moment she died, she finally let go. With her last strength, she told him to love her sister wholeheartedly and not to blame herself, just as a king should do.
Li Yu's grief was beyond words, and he was buried after the big week. After the death of Da Zhou, Li Yu lived in painful memories of Da Zhou for a long time. Looking at Li Yu's sad and haggard face, Xiao Zhou couldn't help crying. It is a blessing for the two sisters to meet a man like Li Yu in their last life.
Later, in order to compensate for the love for Da Zhou, and out of sincerity, Li Yu concentrated 3,000 pets on one person after Xiao Zhou.
Compared with her sister's big week, Xiao Zhou is a little less elegant, but a little more graceful. She has no talent for singing and dancing, but she is an expert in creating romantic life. She is a petty bourgeoisie woman who pursues the quality and style of life in her bones. She has an amazing imagination, and she can change ways to make a monotonous life colorful. For Li Yu, who is tired of imperial life, he just needs a woman like Zhou Xiao to create excitement, freshness and passion for him.
As a vanilla beauty, she likes to burn incense, so she ordered the imperial secretary to make incense-burning vessels according to her idea, such as lotus, Sanyunfeng, folding lion, little three gods, jinfeng mouth vendors and so on, and let her hang curtains to burn incense every day and fly around the temple like a fairy.
She likes green, so he ordered the imperial secretary to cut a green dress for her. She's smart. She hung a blue silk in the palace and deliberately refused to accept it at night. Tomorrow, the silk will be stained with dew, and the color will be brighter. When he saw it, he was full of praise, so the imperial concubine actually collected the dew and dyed it into clothes, numbered "Tianshui Bi".
In this way, accompanied by Zhou Xiao, Li Yu lived a happy life.
If beautiful flowers always bloom, if beautiful times always exist, that would be great. However, everything is wishful thinking. In a few short years, he and she will meet and where will you go? Southern Tang Dynasty, which is in a peaceful corner, is immersed in singing and dancing. I had no idea that another rising empire was eyeing it.
Song Taizu and Zhao Kuangyin wanted to crusade against him. He innocently pleaded with Zhao Kuangyin: "I am not guilty, why should I be crusaded?" Zhao Kuangyin smiled and said, "You have no sin, but the world is unified. How can you allow others to sleep soundly next to your sofa? " He has nothing to answer. As soon as Song Jun attacked, he jumped up in a hurry and naively let all the monks in Jinling climb the tower, saying, "There is no Amitabha in the south to help the poor." It doesn't help to say "Amitabha in the South" a thousand times. Jinling was captured and he gave up naked. He only asked Zhao Kuangyin not to hurt his people.
This kind person. The king of the past, the prisoner of today, has changed a lot. After writing the surrender book, Li Yu sadly wrote a poem "Breaking the Array": "In the past 40 years, our country has traveled 3,000 miles; How many times did you know each other because of a fight? Shen Yao, who was once listed as a giant, killed by Pan Bian; " On the most hasty day, he resigned from the temple, and Jiaofang sang farewell songs and cried for Gong E. After that, Li Yu was placed under house arrest by Zhao Kuangyin in an attic and lived in Lacrimosa all day.
The corn poppy in the yard has already opened. This flower in Leng Yan reminds me of the tragic story Farewell My Concubine. Now, my big week is gone, my little week is taken away, and my country is gone. What's the point of living in this world?
This year's Tanabata, Li Yu looked back like smoke, swallowed their anger and drank tears and wrote his desperate words-"Yu Meiren":
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
The jade carving should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it. How much sadness can you have? It's just a river flowing eastward.
Everything has passed, everything has passed, and his mind plays back everything that was once in Jiangnan like a movie.
Shortly after writing this desperate sentence, Zhao Guangyi, who had just sat on the throne of the emperor, gave Li Yu a glass of poisoned wine.
Zhao Guangyi sent Li Yu's courtiers to inquire whether he really defected. When Li Yu saw his former courtiers, he naively held the courtiers who had taken refuge in the new Lord and cried that he shouldn't have killed two loyal courtiers by mistake.
The courtiers went back and told Zhao Guangyi that Li Yu didn't really fall down. He wanted to make a comeback, and there were poems to prove it, so he took out Yu Mei written by Li Yu.
Zhao Guangyi didn't see anything, only one sentence, "The moonlight in the old country is unbearable", so he decided to uproot Li Yu.
What else can I say? Just a sentence: "Being a man is a great talent, but being a king is a poor life."
All tragedies are just because he is an emperor who doesn't want to be an emperor, just because he doesn't love mountains and rivers and loves beauty.
An innocent and kind heart should be as warm as jade, but things grind people.