Guan Daosheng, a famous painter and calligrapher in Yuan Dynasty, also wrote poems and lyrics, and was called "Poet Fairy" together with Wei Shuo in Eastern Jin Dynasty. The second lady of the book circle? .
Zhao Mengfu, a great calligrapher in the Yuan Dynasty, was well-read and good at poetry and painting, and was praised for his various talents? Yuanguan? .
What kind of love stories did the like-minded fairy couple write with their talents?
? I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire. I was born in the same bed as you and died in the same bed! ? Under what circumstances did she say such a firm thing?
1. One is a talented woman and the other is? Yuanguan? There are two kinds of famous ancients in the world. One is to become famous through hard work and diligent study the day after tomorrow, and the other is to become famous by relying on the high understanding of genius.
Guan Daosheng probably belongs to the latter.
She was very talented, smart and sensitive since she was a child, and learned elegant things without learning anything. With this aura, coupled with the upbringing given by her family, she finally became a versatile talented woman, proficient in calligraphy, painting and poetry.
Maybe she was too good, maybe she refused to give in, and the marriage dragged on until she was almost thirty. In ancient times, this was a typical leftover woman.
Fortunately, she waited for the right person. His name is Zhao Mengfu.
Zhao Mengfu
Zhao Mengfu, like Guan Daosheng, is from Wuxing, Zhejiang. He is the eleventh grandson and a direct descendant of Zhao, the king of Qin. Speaking of deep family background, in fact, in his generation, prosperity and excitement have become legends of the past.
This is the second, the key is that he is a great talent. Compared with Guan Daosheng, Zhao Mengfu is more talented. He is good at poetry, calligraphy, painting, epigraphy appreciation and economic discipline, especially in regular script.
Because of its versatility, it is called the crown of Yuan people. In the eyes of his friends, he looks carefree and out of reach, just like a fairy middleman.
Women love men. Guan Daosheng's greatest luck in life is to meet a husband who likes and admires each other.
2. Warm companion in life, mentor and friend in painting and calligraphy. It is not difficult to imagine what a poetic picture Guan Daosheng and Zhao Mengfu's daily life is.
The artistic pursuit of * * * has given them too many * * same topics. Let's read poems and write lyrics together, copy ancient posts together, and enjoy the excellent landscape works of Song people together.
When they play with stones and stone relics, they will talk about Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, a couple, and recall their stories of gambling and tea splashing during their stay in Qingzhou. In contrast, Guan Daosheng and Zhao Mengfu feel how similar their situation is to their predecessors. So, I got the message and smiled at each other.
After finishing the housework, Guan Daosheng wrote a few lines. Zhao Mengfu stood quietly watching. Sometimes, he nods and smiles, and sometimes, he points out what needs to be improved.
In life, she is his warm companion.
He is her mentor in painting and calligraphy.
Guan Daosheng especially likes painting bamboo, and he is eclectic, innovative and writes like a swallow. With diligent practice and her husband's guidance, Guan Daosheng's painting and calligraphy level is improving day by day.
Guandaosheng bamboo stone map
? I have been snowing for more than ten years, and I have only a little knowledge since I started writing. ? She is obviously talented, but she is extremely modest. She wrote a paragraph on a picture of bamboo repair, saying that ink bamboo is a gentleman's hobby, and although I am a woman, I like it very much. There is no teacher to study, so it is difficult to reach a certain level. It's just that I have served my husband for more than ten years, and the bystander knows only a little.
She wrote on another ink painting:? If you play with pen and ink, you are not a female worker. However, nature is good, and you can't help it. This ink bamboo has been stolen from my Song Xue Jing for a long time, and I have understood it very well. ? She said that manipulating pen and ink does not belong to female workers, but she naturally likes to write and draw, so there is nothing she can do. When she saw that her husband was proficient, she watched and listened every day, and she knew her interest.
People with high understanding are like this, and things of interest can be understood naturally without effort.
Zhao Mengfu of Song Xue Road keeps calling her husband? My pine snow? The love between husband and wife and her admiration for him are beyond words.
On a crisp autumn night, they sat under the laurel tree and drank a glass. They are very drunk. She can sing a fishing song. With the singing, the air around them is like the fairy wind, which is refreshing.
For such a wife Lan Xinhui, Zhao Mengfu also fell in love with her. In his eyes, poetry and painting art, his wife will naturally. In his letters to his friends, he couldn't help loving each other: Shan's wife sang a fishing song for drinking, but after singing the fishing song, she was full of anger. The wind is quiet and the moon is full of cold waves. ? Proud tone, happy tone.
In a good marriage, two people should appreciate and praise each other, encourage each other in their respective pursuits, grow together and bring out a better self.
My son is in the mud, and so is my son. The autumn wind started and the weather turned cold. Guan Daosheng wrote to his aunt. Daosheng knelt down in front of her aunt's makeup. Daosheng didn't say a word for a long time and couldn't help thinking. It's getting colder and colder in autumn, so Ji went to pay his respects.
In addition to greeting Ankang and telling people about human relations, I also explained in my letter that gifts are trivial things in fireworks and customs, subtle and beautiful.
During the day, Guan Daosheng probably mentioned the idea of writing a letter to Zhao Mengfu, but later he was tired of housework and didn't have time to finish it.
Zhao Mengfu sympathized with his wife, wanted to help share some things, and understood her thoughts, so he wrote her a letter asking her to greet her elders.
This letter was written in the tone of Guan Daosheng at first, thinking. Zhao Mengfu completely forgot about it and even wrote his name at the end of the letter. When he reacts, modify it quickly. At that moment, he couldn't help laughing.
Zhao Mengfu's Autumn Deep Post
The surviving autumn post itself has artistic appreciation value, and there are traces of modification at the end? Daosheng? The word "two" is even more interesting.
This self-defeating, people vaguely see the respect between this beautiful couple on earth, and the years are quiet. They have elegant taste and love to draw bamboo. Some bamboo should be planted in the yard. As Su Shi said, eating without meat is better than living without bamboo.
For a time, Zhao Mengfu was working in other places, and Guan Daosheng longed to think of you. She drew a picture of ink bamboo and sent it to him for advice. Along with this painting, there is a poem:
My husband went to Japan to grow bamboo, and bamboo has become Lin Jun's future.
Jade is not as beautiful as jade.
No matter how deep the friendship is, if the husband is away from home for too long, the wife will always worry about it and think about it. Especially when a person's face disappears, so does his self-confidence.
There are wives mourning their husbands and women lamenting their looks in the poems. The flowers have withered and will bloom again next year. People are old, but they can't get back to youth. More than forty years old, jade capacity is no longer, will we still love each other as before?
Guan Daosheng perceives her husband's emotional changes with a woman's unique sensitivity. In fact, Zhao Mengfu does have the heart of concubinage.
He made a little song to show his wish, and gave an example of who has peach leaves and peach roots and who has morning glow and sunset clouds. Madam, it is normal for celebrities to have three wives and four concubines. Just take Yutangchun, okay? .
Hearing this, Guan Daosheng didn't cry or let go. She wrote a poem "I Nong Ci", expressing her attitude and desire:
I love you, I love you,
A lot of feelings, in full swing.
Twist a piece of mud, shape me,
Break us together and mix with water.
Twist another one and shape another me.
I got you into the mire, and you got me into the mire.
I was born in the same bed as you and died in the same bed!
I am a loving partner, a lover who walks with me all the way, a confidant of Qin, Su and Ming, and I have endless interesting stories about poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. I feel that this life is not enough, and I can't wait to be together in the next life. How can such an excellent person fail?
When Zhao Mengfu read this first word, he felt something in his heart and never mentioned concubinage again.
5. Say goodbye to the officialdom and return to the south, and the beautiful woman died on the boat. After Zhao Mengfu became an official, he was deeply appreciated by Kublai Khan, promoted step by step, and finally obtained a bachelor's degree in Hanlin.
Guan Daosheng's wife, with her husband's honor, was named Mrs. Wei and was prosperous for a while.
However, Guan Daosheng is not like a secular fat powder, blindly greedy for pleasure. She is eager to go home, drinking wine with her lover, flirting with the moon and quietly enjoying some plum blossoms in front of the hall. This is the life she wants. ? Fame and fortune, pay the daily salary, put the fishing rod on the boat with a smile. ? This is the life she wants.
Zhao Mengfu later became a big official. The greater his prestige, the less freedom he had, and the more people in his life could not help themselves. Like his wife, he longed to be a fairy and live in seclusion, and went to the legendary swordsman by boat. ? The mountains are green as jade, old as oil, and free at first sight. ? This is the rest of his life in his imagination.
In A.D. 13 18, Zhao Mengfu was allowed to return to the south after many requests.
I finally got home with my eyes wide open. Regrettably, on the way home, Guan Daosheng, who was nearly sixty years old, died in Jiangzhou, which returned to the south.
Zhao Mengfu was heartbroken. He felt that he had lost his right hand, and the pain in his heart was not just as simple as losing his right hand.
In the hot summer, Pan Hu went to the south. Looking back on his 30-year marriage, Zhao Mengfu feels like a dream.
He doesn't understand what fate he has with his wife. He can be husband and wife for thirty years in his life. I don't know if this fate is different from it. Let her go first and let him run aground.
Zhao Mengfu wrote an epitaph for his wife, including such a praise:
? Gifted and intelligent. Can also write, for the word chapter, for the ink bamboo, clear brushwork. Mrs. Tian Zi is cheerful, virtuous and generous, unprepared, writing in calligraphy, unlearned. ?
At that moment, did he recall the scene of drinking and singing fishing songs with her under the moon, the time when poetry was manipulated, and the simple and frank wish? Born in a bed, died in a bed? ?