◆ The love between Lu You and Tang Wan ◆
Lu You, a famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, suffered huge setbacks in his life. Not only was his official career bumpy, but his love life was also unfortunate.
In the fourteenth year of Shaoxing, Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, twenty-year-old Lu You married his cousin Tang Wan. The two were childhood sweethearts and treated each other with respect after marriage. However, Tang Wan's talent and close relationship with Lu You aroused dissatisfaction with Lu's mother, which eventually developed into forcing Lu You to divorce her. Lu You had a deep relationship with Tang Wan and did not want to separate. He pleaded with his mother again and again, but was scolded by her. Under the suppression of feudal ethics, despite all kinds of pleas, they finally reached the point of "holding hands and looking into each other's eyes with tears".
Founded by his mother's fate, Lu You had no choice but to reluctantly separate from Tang Wan. Later, Lu You married another Wang family according to his mother's wishes, and Tang Wan was forced to marry Zhao Shicheng from the same county according to his father's order. The happy marriage of this young couple was broken up in this way.
One spring ten years later, Lu You wandered alone in the Shen Family Garden in Shanyin City, full of melancholy. While he was sitting and drinking alone, drowning his sorrows with wine, he suddenly saw Tang Wan and her remarried husband Zhao Shicheng unexpectedly.
Although he had been separated from Logan for many years, he had not completely gotten rid of his feelings for Logan in his heart. He thought that Tang Wan was his beloved wife in the past, but now she belonged to someone else, like the willow in the forbidden palace, out of reach.
When he thought of this, grief suddenly surged into his heart. He put down his wine glass and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Tang Wan obtained Zhao Shicheng's consent and brought him a glass of wine. Seeing Tang Wan's move, Lu You felt her deep affection, and burst into tears. He raised his head and drank the glass of wine sent by Tang Wan. Bitters. Then, on the white wall, he wrote the inscription "The Hairpin-Headed Phoenix", an eternal song.
What Lu You expresses in this poem is the sadness, guilt and deep love for Tang Wan after the love was destroyed, as well as his dissatisfaction with his mother's beating of the mandarin duck.
After Lu You wrote the inscription, he looked at Tang Wan affectionately and then left sadly. After Lu You left, Tang Wan stood there alone and read the poem "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix" several times from beginning to end. She could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears. When she returned home, she felt sad and resentful, so she also composed a poem called "The Hairpin Phoenix". Tang Wan soon died of depression and resentment.
After that, Lu You went north to fight against the Jin Dynasty, and then moved to Sichuan and Sichuan to serve. After decades of ups and downs, he still couldn't relieve the nostalgia in the poet's heart. At the age of sixty-three, he "occasionally came to sew his pillow bag with chrysanthemums. "It feels sad and sad", and wrote two more poems with sad love words:
I picked yellow flowers as pillow bags, and the curved screen is deep and fragrant.
Recalling the dream of forty-three years, the lights are dark and no one says the heartbreak!
When I was young, I wrote a poem on the chrysanthemum pillow, and compiled the remaining manuscripts in a bag to lock the spider silk.
Everything in the world has faded away, and only the fragrance remains like the old days!
When he was sixty-seven years old, he revisited Shen Garden and saw half of the broken wall with the inscription "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix". He was moved by the scene and was filled with emotion. He also wrote a poem to express his feelings:
The maple leaves are yellow at the beginning of the year, and the river Yang is worried about the new frost on the temples.
Lin Ting looks back with a sense of emptiness, and who can say that the road to the spring is heartbreaking.
The drunken questions on the broken wall are indistinct, and the dreams are blurred in the broken clouds.
The delusions of the past years have been eliminated, and I return to the pouch niche to burn a stick of incense.
Hou Lu You was seventy-five years old and lived near Shen Garden. "Every time he entered the city, he would go to the temple and look out, and he couldn't be overcome with emotion." He wrote two quatrains, namely the two poems "Shen Garden".
How can love be so deep that it lasts through life and death, so that decades after "beauties turn to dust" and "red pink turns to ashes", it still allows poets to sing "this love" with dying blood and tears. The heart-breaking poem "I walk through the soil of Jishan Mountain, but I still hang my traces for a moment"? I seemed to get a hint of insight from Lu You's poem "One plum blossom tree blooms on the other": Although the love between Lu You and Tang Wan's husband and wife does not last long in the real world, it has already been "transferred" bit by bit. Being among all sentient beings, it is like depositing your true love in a Swiss bank, where you can steadily collect interest. A pair of "chrysanthemum pillow" pillow letters seals and expresses how much sweetness, how much tacit understanding, how much fragrance, how much feelings, how much respect, how much mutual love and respect during the wedding. Perhaps, just this pair of "chrysanthemum pillows" is enough to make love "hidden in the world in a grain of millet" and "transform into millions", not to mention the "boudoir joy" between loving couples that is "even better than a thrush" .
A pair of "chrysanthemum pillows" are so insignificant to us modern people, but they are so luxurious. Its "medicinal" effect is still second to none, sigh.
Everything in the world can fade away, but the fragrance of love will always remain fresh.
May all lovers in the world sew their own pair of "chrysanthemum pillows" with their own hands, stay close to each other, never leave, never forget, and cherish them forever!