Qingzhao was born in a scholarly family. I have been deeply impressed by my father's poetry collection Mo Xiang since I was a child, and there are many celebrities and scholars at home. In such a quiet and beautiful environment, Qingzhao grew up day by day and gradually became a lively and knowledgeable girl. "Always remember XiTing sunset, drunk don't know the way home. After returning to the boat in the evening, I strayed into the depths of the lotus, contended for crossing, contended for crossing, and started a pool of gulls and herons. " "Water and mountains are close to people, endless and endless." When she was a child, she was naive. As a teenager, she showed her talent and talent for the first time. The endless yearning for her hometown Zhangqiu Mingshui gushed from her pen, which made everyone admire and secretly marvel.
The young girl's talent and concern touched the heartstrings of the imperial college named Zhao Mingcheng and made him walk towards her calmly. "When a guest came in, the socks slipped away, and he left shyly. He leaned against the door and looked back, but he heard of Qingmei. " The sudden visit of young men and the shame of young girls finally intertwined, which made a good marriage and a much-told story. "Afraid of lang guess, slave face is not as good as flower face. The clouds are slanting, and I want to teach Lang Bi to look. " Dim and dull, the corpus luteum is soft, and the love is far away. Why light blue and deep red? It's a first-class flower "Husband's love and happy marriage are the dreams of many girls, and now she has them, which also makes Qingzhao Ci full of joy and happiness at this time. ...
But how can two people immersed in Li Kang's deep affection think that such happiness is so rapid and short-lived? Once the emperor became a courtier, the new emperor ascended the throne, the officialdom shuffled, and the disaster of party struggle eventually spread to them. Her father's loss of power made her very painful. She wrote to her father-in-law, Zhao, to save her father's cloud, "not to mention the relationship between father and son." But all this was in vain. I never thought that there were no eggs under the nest, and I was forced to say goodbye to Tokyo in tears and separate from my lover. "Flowing water. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation. You can only frown and take it to heart. " "Mo Tao is not charming, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." There is no place to send the thick acacia, but it is merged into words and poured on paper.
The situation in North Korea is complicated, and the forces of the old and new parties are one after another. Fortunately, this also ushered in a new turn for Qingzhao, enabling him to return to Tokyo and reunite with Cheng. It was predicted that the past years when you were jealous of me would not last long. The bustling capital of song dynasty, Qin Lou Chu Guan, dance pavilions and singing platforms abound. For a young man who has been separated from his new wife for a long time, isn't it an irresistible temptation to be loyal to someone? I thought I would eventually spend my life in a daze, but I didn't expect the party struggle to start again and the Zhao family was in trouble. Husband and wife, seeing the truth in adversity, got back together, stayed in Qingzhou countryside, gambled on books and poured tea, spent flowers and poems, and were good at winning friends' victories. It is also a perfect "On Ci" that emphasizes the rhythm of words and spreads through the ages!
Perhaps no matter how sweet the marriage is, there is also inhumanity to others. "It's a shame to hide" or a thing of the past, leaving a clear picture and feeling sad: "I'm leaning all over, but I'm not in the mood. Where are people, even the sky is sweet, and the road is broken. " Later, Ming Cheng returned to the officialdom, but left Qingzhao, which made Qingzhao sad and issued "Hugh! If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times. Read Wu Lingren far, smoke locks Qin Lou ".
Sad for a whole day, the accumulated anxiety prompted Qingzhao to get up and go on the road in a hurry, and went to Laizhou where he was with anxiety. "There are few books in the cold window, and the road is poor." Unexpectedly, it was dusty all the way, waiting for her were cold faces and cold and shabby houses. "Indus is drizzling till dusk, dribs and drabs. This time, what a sad sentence? " The true feelings revealed finally aroused Ming's sincere recovery and recovery, and the prodigal son turned back. At this time, Ming Cheng and Corporal Li Xian were loved by people, and the husband and wife made up again.
But beauty is always short-lived. Just as the old days were clear and sincere, enjoying rare peace and comfort, the bleak horn of national subjugation sounded over the Northern Song Dynasty. The country will not exist, where is home? Facing the national disaster, Li Qingzhao's life had to turn again on a tortuous road full of thorns. Nomads from the army invaded the south on a large scale, but the traitor abandoned the country and the people and fled for his life. When the steeds of the Jin people neighed and approached, the capital of song dynasty in Tokyo was finally devastated and terrible, which became the "shame of Jingkang" that the Song people will always remember. It never rains but it pours. It was sad enough that the capital was broken and the king was captured, but Mrs. Guo died again. My husband went to take care of my mother's affairs and took a clear picture of fifteen cars of cultural relics books that he escorted all the way south. I'm afraid only she knows the sadness and bumps along the way.
Facing the broken mountains and rivers, Qingzhao issued a bitter irony that "Wujiang in the south is still cold, but the north should be sad and easy to cold". "The south wears less Wang Dao, and the news from the north owes Liu Kun." The arm is screaming. At that time, the imperial court of the Southern Song Dynasty, from the emperor to the courtiers, didn't know where their lives were tied, but they were pursuing the day when they were intoxicated. Once called a simple-minded person by the people, Zhao Yi Wencheng, who was unexpectedly appointed as the magistrate of Jiangning, was not spared, and then he will also enter this torrent of enjoyment. Seeing everything in front of me really made Qingzhao sad and wrote, "How many things feel like the wind on the moon, and now I am old and accomplish nothing." The infinite melancholy of "autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is more desolate" and the homesickness of "where is hometown, don't get drunk and don't return". Later, Ming Cheng abandoned the city and fled, being reviled by the world. The husband and wife left the city quietly. In Wujiang River, Qing Zhao wrote: "Life is a hero, and death is a ghost." I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "Heroic poems publicly praised Xiang Yu's unwilling to drag out an ignoble existence, and also satirized the court that was blindly seeking peace at that time.
Before he settled down, he received an imperial edict to let Ming Cheng go to Huzhou as a satrap. But this time, Ming Cheng was eager to return to officialdom and clear his sins. It was hot, and he got malaria all the way. He took medicine for a cold and fever. After the clear photos came, there was nothing he could do. After that, I took a clear photo and lamented that "the weather is old and my clothes are old, only I feel different from my hometown", and I fell ill in loneliness and sadness. At this time, however, the nomads from 8 jin j south again. In order to protect the last thing that Ming Cheng left her, Qingzhao sent people to protect cultural relics, went to Hongzhou with the Longyou Queen, and went south with the emperor's escape route, crushing the rumor that her husband colluded with the Jin people. But fate hit her again. Hongzhou was captured and all the cultural relics were destroyed, leaving only a few calligraphy and painting stickers around. But before she is sad, she must hurry on her way until she crosses the state. I thought I could have a rest, but I never imagined that my neighbor next door directed and performed a drama of stealing cultural relics and then returning a reward. At this time, she was physically and mentally exhausted and lonely, feeling that "the piper will go, who will be heartbroken", and even said "90,000 Li Fengpeng will lift, the wind will rest, and Pengzhou will blow away the three mountains." Good wishes.
Exile all the way, finally catch up with the emperor and his party, with them from Yuezhou to Hangzhou, defected to his brother Li Wei. After many hardships, she finally broke down from overwork, and in a trance, she encountered Zhang Ruzhou's cheating marriage for cultural relics. But Qingzhao has never been a woman who is resigned. She would rather go to prison than divorce her. Thanks to Qin Chongli's help, I was saved from two years in prison. Later, due to childlessness and seclusion, I lost my life …
For Li Qingzhao, this sentence by Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty may be the best summary: "The country is unfortunate and the poet is lucky, but it has been given vicissitudes." Looking around, apart from Cai Wenji in the Eastern Han Dynasty, there is no poetess and poetess whose experience is as complicated as her in the history of China. When she was young, she suffered from party struggle and collective punishment. When she was in middle age, she suffered the destruction of the country. She has been wandering from place to place for most of her life. She got sick and remarried, but she met the wrong person. She went through a divorce storm. In the year of Sang Yu, she wandered in a foreign land, regretting her death with infinite yearning for her native land ... These sufferings were doomed. But it is these sufferings that make her ups and downs, struggle and break through in such a heavy life suffering, and she has a strong poetic theory, which is a gorgeous flower in suffering.
A talented woman through the ages, a synonym, has never dimmed her face after more than 900 years of scouring.
Notes on Boiling Wine and Decorating Flowers —— Biography of Li Qingzhao