Second, I am willing to read all the good books in the world;
I hope to see all the good mountains and waters in the world.
-Lu
Xiang Ke, a native of Songling, Suzhou in Ming Dynasty, is a descendant of Lu Guimeng, a reclusive poet in Tang Dynasty.
Original text:
As the saying goes, love to death should not be resentment. People who know the truth can die without complaining. Although, since the cloud is affectionate and this body is affectionate, why should I endure death? You can't hear clearly until you die.
The willow of Han Han, the flowers of Cuihu Lake, the flowing leaves of Han Palace and the fluttering of Shu women all make the sentient beings in later generations want to admire, sing and sing. A slave has no Kunlun, a guest has no yellow shirt, a confidant has no official, and a comrade has no Hou. Although he is in Haitang, he is always a stranger in Xiao Lang. Secondly, set the mood.
Explanation:
Some people say, "You should die for love, but you should not complain about love.". When it comes to feelings, you can die for each other, and you shouldn't resent them. Having said that, how can you bear to die now that you are in love? However, if you don't die, you will never see the depth of love. Han Junping's Zhang Tailiu, Cui Hu's peach blossom with a human face, the red leaves engraved in the ditches of the imperial court, and the poems of Shu women with flying leaves all make people sigh and envy later generations. This envy is either recorded in writing or expressed in singing. But since there are no Kunlun slaves who can rob beautiful women, no yellow-shirted vendors, no quaint confidants, and no like-minded people like Hou Yu, even taking Haitang as a token will inevitably lead to the fate of separation and become a stranger in Xiao Lang.
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Love is a thing, the knower is hard to say, and the ignorant is silent.
The word "love" is the most difficult thing to avoid in one's life, and no one can avoid it.
All beings have all beings, and ruthlessness is no longer all beings.
Just have deep feelings, love and resentment, light and dark. ...
Bright when you are happy, and tears when you are sad.
If it is not "obsession", it can be peaceful, happy-go-lucky, not looking forward to the future, not looking back on the past, not covering up the present, so why not?
The hardest thing in life is to let go. For example, Su Shi should be fine.
Think of those shadows that make people feel sad when they think of life. They exist not to make people miss the hurt, but to remind us to pursue the light-the more light, the less darkness.
It is often said: I don't want to in the future; Don't chase after it; It's just that this is the ugliest thing to see at present.
Look at a flower, you can not think about its future decline, you can not chase its past bud, but you are obsessed with its present beauty;
Love a person, you can not think about the way of love, you can forget the past of love, but lose the dream of the present.
What blinded our eyes? I think it should be love.
Leisure is not the body, but the mind.
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About the author
Lu: The year of birth and death is unknown. I lived in Beijing during the Apocalypse (162 1- 1627) and compiled The Sword Sweep of Drunk Ancient Hall (also known as Little Window).
It is said that booksellers in Qing Dynasty attached "Sweeping the Sword in Drunk Ancient Hall" to the name of Chen Jiru in Ming Dynasty, renamed it "Story of Small Window" and published it separately, which spread widely. It is the relationship between the two that can't be separated in the future. Chen Jiru (1558- 1639) was born in Huating, Songjiang. Zhu Sheng lived in seclusion in the sunshine of Kunshan, and later built a room in Dongshe Mountain, where Dumen wrote. Gong can write, calligraphy is Su Mi, and at the same time he can draw things, which made him famous for a while. The imperial edict was repeatedly requisitioned, and it was all bad words. What he did was "or stab at trivial things, explain them into books, and compete with each other to buy and write." Nowadays, besides the small window, there are other works, such as Lu, Liuhe Tongchun, Poetry by Chen Meigong, Essays by Hu Hui and Mei Gong.