Li Qingzhao is a famous and most representative poet in China. Although she lives in an era imprisoned by reality, she can live in her own way. Li Qingzhao had a good family when she was young, but later her life was very difficult, leaving many melancholy works. In fact, Li Qingzhao is a teenager, and her father is also a man with profound literary knowledge, which helps Li Qingzhao a lot. She wrote very good works with her true character.
Chongning for two years happened to be Chongyang. Li Qingzhao wrote a poem about missing her husband and sent it to her husband, Zhao Mingcheng. The fog is heavy, the clouds are thick, and incense is burning in the incense burner. I have to stay indoors because of the cloudy weather. I just feel bored, and it happens to be the Double Ninth Festival. Nowadays, relatives and friends get together, climb mountains, insert dogwood and drink chrysanthemum wine. What about me? When you are not at home, I lie on the jade pillow and sleep alone. The night is getting colder and colder. After a day at home, I decided to go to Dongli for a drink. Quiet yellow chrysanthemums are covered with double sleeves, the beauty of wine and the fragrance of chrysanthemums, but only you are gone.
In the second half of the poem, she substituted Twilight and Other Time into the poem. I can see that she has been leaning against the window all day, and now she is a little drunk. In the last three sentences, it can be said that this has reached a new height for the author. Let's look at a beautiful fairyland first. Compare flowers with yourself. This kind of lovesickness is even more lovable in this description. I think it's a sublimation. When getting married, this kind of yearning in the minds of literati is influenced by emotion, but when all else fails, it is more obvious that people and things are compared.
The man who lived with her for 28 years died on the way to 1 129, while Li Qingzhao's life was quiet and lonely without him.