The poem about divorce is 1. The famous divorce case in ancient times
Lu You divorced his wife:
Love story between Lu You and Tang Wan.
Lu You, a famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, had a rough life. Not only is his career bumpy, but his love life is also unfortunate.
In the 14th year of Shaoxing, Song Gaozong, Lu You and his 20-year-old cousin Tang Wan got married. The two were childhood friends, and they were guests after marriage. However, Tang Wan's brilliant talent and intimate feelings with Lu You aroused Lu Mu's dissatisfaction, which eventually developed into forcing Lu You to divorce her. Lu You and Tang Wan have deep feelings and don't want to be separated. He begged his mother again and again, and she scolded him. Under the suppression of feudal ethics, despite all kinds of complaints, it finally reached the point of "holding hands and looking at each other with tears."
Truth: According to Lu You's own poems in his later years (Volume 14 of Nanbo Poetry Draft), Tang Wan was expelled by her in-laws because she was infertile.
Lu You was forced by her mother's orders to reluctantly separate from Tang Wan. Later, Lu You married Wang according to her mother's wishes, and Tang Wan was forced by her father to marry a native of the same county. Thus the happy marriage of the young couple broke down.
One spring ten years later, Lu You wandered alone in Shenyang Garden, Yin Shan, full of melancholy. While he was sitting alone drinking to drown his sorrows, he suddenly saw Tang Wan and her remarried husband Zhao Shicheng.
Although he has been separated from Tang Wan for many years, his feelings for Tang Wan have not been completely shaken off. It occurred to him that Tang Wan used to be his beloved wife, but now she belongs to others, just like the willow tree in the forbidden palace, but I can't reach it.
Thought of here, grief suddenly welled up in my mind, he put down his glass and was about to pull away. Unexpectedly, Tang Wan got Zhao Shicheng's consent and gave him a glass of wine. Lu You saw Tang Wan's action and realized her affection. Two lines of tears flowed down sadly, and she looked up and drank the bitter wine of Tang Wan. Then, on the white wall, I wrote down the title of "Hairpin Phoenix", which was a farewell song throughout the ages.
In this poem, Lu You expressed his sadness and guilt, his deep affection for Tang Wan, and his dissatisfaction with his mother's beating Yuanyang.
Lu You wrote the inscription, took a deep look at Tang Wan, and then left. After Lu You left, Tang Wan stood there alone and read the word "Hairpin Phoenix" several times from beginning to end. She could no longer control her feelings and burst into tears. When she got home, she was worried and resentful, so she also wrote a poem called Hairpin Phoenix. Tang Wan soon died of depression and resentment.
After that, Lu You went north to resist gold, and then turned to Sichuan to enter Sichuan. After decades of hard work, he still can't get rid of the poet's persistence. He is 63 years old, "I feel sad when I come back to sew a pillow bag with chrysanthemums", and wrote two poems with sentimental words:
Yellow flowers are used as pillow bags, and the curved screen is deeply stuffy and fragrant.
Call back the dream of forty-three years, and no one will say anything when the lights are dim!
I wrote a poem about chrysanthemum pillow the other day, and I made a residual draft to lock the spider silk.
Everything in the world is exhausted, only fragrance is as old as before!
When I revisited Shen Yuan at the age of 67, I found that the title of Hairpin Phoenix was half broken. He was moved by this scene, deeply moved, and he wrote a poem:
When the maple leaves turn yellow, the rivers worry about the new frost.
Looking back on Lin Ting's past emptiness, who can say that Lu Quan is heartbroken?
Bad walls are drunk with dust, clouds break dreams,
Over the years, my delusion has been eliminated, and I have returned to the Buddhist shrine to burn incense.
After Lu You was seventy-five, he lived near Shenyuan. "I have to see the temple every time I go to town, but I can't win." He wrote two quatrains, namely two original poems:
On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the Shen Garden is not a revival pool platform. Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
After 40 years of broken dreams and fragrance, Mr. Liu of Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton, but this body is a tribute of Shan Ye's soil and water, and there are still traces.
One year before Lu You's death, he visited Shenyuan again and wrote the last poem about Tang Wan: "Spring Tour": The flowers in Shenjiayuan were like brocade, and half of them were in full bloom in those years. I also believe that beauty will eventually become soil, and it is too late to dream.
Why can love be so deep that after decades of "beautiful artificial soil" and "red powder turned to ash", the poet still sings the heartbroken poem "This body is a land of mountains and rivers, but it is still a trace of death"? I seem to get a little insight from Lu You's poem "A Plum Blossom Blossom": Although the love between Lu You and Tang Wan has not existed for a long time in the real world, it has already been "transferred" to all kinds of sentient beings bit by bit, just like depositing true love in a Swiss bank, which can charge interest steadily. In a pair of pillow letters of "chrysanthemum pillow", how much sweetness and tacit understanding are sealed and tolerated at the wedding; How much fragrance there is, how many feelings there are; How many peers respect each other, there is how much love and respect. Perhaps, this pair of "chrysanthemum pillows" is enough to make love "hidden in a grain of millet" and "incarnate thousands", not to mention the "boudoir music" between loving couples "more than thrush".
A pair of "chrysanthemum pillows" are so heartless to us modern people, but they are really so extravagant. Its "drug therapy" effect is second, alas.
Everything in the world can be worn out, but the fragrance of love will last forever.
May all lovers in the world sew their own pair of "chrysanthemum pillows" by hand. They look close to each other and never leave. Don't forget to lose, cherish them forever!
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The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Lu You's calligraphy is hairpin.