When Zheng Banqiao was fifteen, his stepmother died, so he seldom had a chance to go to Haojiazhuang. Naturally, it is difficult for the two teenagers to meet. They met once, and it was only a short distance, so they were embarrassed to talk. Although we all know something, we can't say anything. What we can see is his lyrics "The Original Meaning of Cool Acacia":
"If you don't see it, you will miss it." Writing "I was young and thin at that time" and the subtle experience when I first fell in love with it is very real.
However, the accidental meeting under the apricot blossom will eventually become a thing of the past, and the beauty of acacia will become a thing of the past bit by bit in pain and suffering. In the end, both of them became their own families, and Lao Yan parted ways. Zheng Banqiao will never forget this relationship. In retrospect, it is intoxicating and bitter, and it is hard to let go. How many years later, Zheng Banqiao saw Wang Yijie again, and he happily wrote "He Xinlang's Gift to Wang Yijie":
All the fun, pettiness and pity in the past have vanished like the wind, but this feeling is hard to disappear. Spring silkworm is a wax torch, and its life hangs by a thread. "This is the only intention, the most rare", Zheng Banqiao confirmed.
At the age of twenty-three, he married Xu's daughter at the behest of his father. From his poem "Seclusion", we can know that "Jing's wife rubs the inkstone and grinds the new ink, and the weak woman holds regular script", and the husband and wife are harmonious after marriage.
Married Zheng Banqiao continued to study hard in her studies, and was even called "on the boat, immediately, at the bottom". It was his wife's touching story that made his calligraphy change greatly. On one occasion, Zheng Banqiao posted a post during the day and crossed it with his fingers when he slept at night, admiring the trend of brushwork on the post. Paddling, unconsciously scratching his wife's body, making his wife who is about to fall asleep itch. Xu shook off his hand and scolded 1, "why do you want to row others if you don't row yourself?" I didn't know everyone had their own body! " "Everyone has his own body?" Hearing this, Zheng Banqiao was a little excited and pushed his wife: "Say it again!" Xu said, "You have your body and I have my body. People have their own bodies, don't you understand? " The wife's half-asleep words completely inspired Zheng Banqiao's thinking. He realized that the reason why senior calligraphy masters became everyone was because they had their own styles and creations. Isn't it the same reason that your calligraphy should be left to future generations? Inspired by the bottom, Zheng Banqiao began to run his own "Zheng Banqiao style", which became "Six Books and a Half".
Shortly after his uncle died, his wife Xu died again. Sixteen years have passed, and now it is gone, which makes Zheng Banqiao feel bitter. He wrote a poem "A Visit to the West Village in Yangzhou", which revealed the sadness, emptiness and loneliness of his wife's death:
Although his wife is not his first lover, over the years, she has worked hard with herself and suffered. Whenever I think about it, Zheng Banqiao still can't forget it. Later, he mentioned this wife in many poems.
Third, deeply forgive Wuniang.
In February of the 13th year of Yongzheng (1735), Zheng Banqiao ushered in his third love affair. One day, Zheng Banqiao visited the northern suburb of Yangzhou, crossed Hongqiao and came to Yugouxie. After crossing the jade hook, the trees are lush and there are fewer and fewer residents. From a distance, a tall apricot tree stands upright and grows in the bamboo forest in the fence. There is a small courtyard where Chai Fei Shimada Hanzo is standing, knocking at the door, looking for water to drink. I saw an old woman coming out of the room and asked Zheng Banqiao to sit in Mao Ting. Zheng Banqiao walked into the pavilion, took a seat, looked around and saw his poems posted on the wall in the middle of the pavilion. So he asked, "Do you know Zheng Banqiao?" Mother-in-law replied, "I have only heard of his name, but I don't know him personally." Zheng Banqiao told her, "Zheng Banqiao is me." The old woman was very happy to hear that. She quickly shouted to the house, "Daughter up, Daughter up, Mr. Zheng Banqiao is coming." I did, but my daughter didn't come out At this time, late in the morning, Zheng Banqiao has some hungry. The old woman prepared a meal. After Zheng Banqiao finished eating, she saw a woman dressed up, walked up to Zheng Banqiao and saluted Zheng Banqiao generously. After Zheng Banqiao returned the gift, the woman said, "My concubine is in the boudoir. I have heard about Mr. Wang for a long time, read his words, and love him very much. I heard that Mr. Wang also has ten poems about Daoqing. Can you write one for me? " He rarely has such a woman, Zheng Banqiao readily promised. The woman immediately took out Songjiang honey stationery, Hu Ying pen and purple inkstone, picked up long sleeves and rubbed ink with her hands. Zheng Banqiao spent a lot of time entertaining himself, and wrote ten "Daoqing" in one breath. After writing this book, I still want to finish, and I wrote a poem "Xijiang Mingyue" for women:
When the old woman saw the word Zheng Banqiao, she tentatively asked, "I heard that your husband has been widowed for many years. If you don't give up, why not take my daughter as your concubine? There is nothing wrong with her. Love your husband. " Zheng Banqiao was very scared and deliberately turned away: "How dare I accept this beautiful woman as a poor man?" My mother-in-law said, "I don't want much money from you, as long as I can support my old woman." Zheng Banqiao was really moved by his kindness and true feelings, so he wrote "Xijiang Moon" as a token and gift. At the age of forty-five, Zheng Banqiao finally married Rao Wuniang.
Zheng Banqiao is twenty-six years older than Rao Wuniang, and they are congenial and deeply in love. Besides husband and wife, Wuniang regards Zheng Banqiao as her elder brother. She can be naughty in front of him, respect him and rely on him. And Zheng Banqiao also regarded Wuniang as a little sister, leaving her freedom and innocence. As beautiful as flowers and accompanied by birds, "the young woman in the boudoir is happy and has no guess." Zheng Banqiao seems to have returned to childhood and adolescence. His poem "Xi Jun" describes the life in this spoon garden and the charming charm of Wu Niang:
Rao wears a red pomegranate skirt, climbs eaves and walls, picks peach blossoms, and the fluttering skirt is flying with goose yellow wicker.
In Zheng Banqiao's eyes, the favorite is Rao Wuniang's red dress, which he mentioned more than once and said in the poem To Liang Weijin; "Little women peep at Guo, and the red skirt is sparse." There is also a description in Rain: "Little women are guests, and tea is a golden cup." Later, when Zheng Banqiao went to Shandong as an official, he often recalled the warmth and beauty of the spoon garden. For example, The Former Residence of Huaiyangzhou:
Tea is fragrant and accompanied by calligraphy and painting. You can throw your pen behind your back in the middle of the night, tiptoe to your wife's bed, poke aside the embroidery account and secretly study the beauty of her cloud pillow. In the candlelight, full of comfort and intoxication. In a good mood, even the moths in the book are reluctant to hurt, but they broke a toothpick and drove it away carefully.