Maybe her ending is the best, and only death can save her and her love.
"Crossing the crane to shadow the cold pond, Leng Yue buries the soul of flowers."
Where is her love? Where is her life? Where is he?
Everything seems to be in the fog, faintly visible, but far away. Come because of love, go because of love, such as water hibiscus, spotless, naturally carved, people feel that it is just a dream in people's hearts, not everything in the dust. "Two bends are like frowns, and a pair of eyes are like happy eyes. The state has two sorrows, and it is sick. Tears a little, breath slightly. Laziness shines on the water like a beautiful flower and acts like a weak willow. The heart is a little more than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west. " Blurred, dreamy, morbid, weak and dynamic, her beauty and tragedy seem to be more fascinating in this dreamy temperament.
Ben is a weak purple fairy grass.
Proud and arrogant, not flattering and not vulgar.
Sweet souls travel around the world.
She is a woman who can be crushed with a little effort.
Natural clouds are light and clear, and the eyes are fragrant.
Just like a beautiful flower in the water, it helps the wind and weakens the willows.
Trouble is a falling flower, which is easily broken.
If you don't watch carefully, the dragon sings and the phoenix tail is dense.
I can't see the moss on the ground, it's quiet and cold.
And weak women tend to fall in love with playboy men.
No matter how bitter it is, it is also painful because of family.
No amount of talent is boring because of self-restraint.
hermit
When you walk into the flowers, you become a flower.
It is no longer the flowers that are buried, but herself.
I think Daiyu should know her ending, but she has been avoiding it and didn't think about it. She is sad, unattainable and seems to be a kind of marriage. She doesn't want so much fate. Maybe she doesn't belong to this vulgar and realistic world in the first place. Even if she gave everything, she still can't escape the tragic fate.
Lin Daiyu is amazing in beauty; It is so weak, so weak that people can't put it down; It is so pure, as clear as dew, without being contaminated with fine dust; She is so talented, so easygoing, so affectionate, so kind and so loving. The flowers withered and fell all over the floor. Who cares? Only she, holding a hoe, buried them one by one, and let these flowers return to the pure land; She is such a bosom friend, so infatuated, so smart, so witty, so humorous, so humble.
..... The beauty of Daiyu is far from being understood by laymen. It is not only her extraordinary personality, but also her brilliant and poetic temperament. Her poems are romantic and lofty, and often dominate the crowd. Just like asking for pity, I had a spiritual and emotional exchange with poetry, which showed my lofty quality silently and implicitly. Poetry is like a person, she is writing poetry with her own heart and unique temperament. Who else in Haitang Poetry Club can surpass her in poetry?
Lin Daiyu is idealistic, and her thoughts and behaviors are far higher than those of her time. However, her ideal is contrary to the world, and she loves to act according to her own wishes too much, too much to maintain noble quality, and she doesn't care about getting along well with the people around her, so she is inevitably defeated in the end. Baochai is realistic. Her thoughts and behaviors are in line with the current concept. She treats people just right and is smarter than others. It is not surprising that such a person finally got the favor of Jia Mu. Daiyu, the only daughter of Lin Ruhai and Jia Min. Because her parents died, her grandmother pitied her loneliness and took her to Guo Rong's home to raise her. Although she is an orphan, she is arrogant, naive and straightforward by nature, and she is a feudal rebel with Baoyu. She never advised Baoyu to take the road of feudalism as an official. She despises fame and fortune. When Jia Baoyu gave her a precious rosary from a saint given by King Jing of Beijing, she said, "I don't want this thing from a smelly man!" " She and Baoyu shared the same interests and really loved each other, but this love was brutally killed by grandma and others, and Lin Daiyu died in tears.
I even hate Baoyu, his confusion, his drunkenness and silence. Sleepless on Christmas Eve, counting the men in the Red Chamber, I suddenly found that only Baoyu was worthy of Daiyu's love. Either there is no love, if there is, only Baoyu can compare with Daiyu's extraordinary. The surging passion of youth is only bumped by a solitary boat in the long yellow soup. There is no harbor to dock, not even a trace of green leaves or figures. Leave a pair of bones, even if you can't take the crane to feather, you should embrace the pure land. Daiyu was originally a "lover" and "lover". She, born to love, died for love. Love is her life. Her love for Jia Baoyu is sincere, persistent and consistent until death do us part. However, their love happened, developed and survived in an environment where love was forbidden, which inevitably caused pain, disappointment and even paid the price of their lives for love. Coupled with her poetic temperament and tragic personality, this pent-up burning love can only be expressed and confided in poetry and crying.
Crying is an important manifestation of her tragic character. Crying is a strong reflection of her life torture; Crying is her way to vent her pain; Crying is the expression of her poetic temperament. Frankly speaking, she is crying for her love. Love has killed her several times. When their love for the same life was destroyed, her life came to an end. How strong, pure and holy this kind of love is, it feels earth-shaking, making people cry, touching their hearts and regretting them!
Daiyu is dead, but her love for life and death with Baoyu, the principle of love they practiced, and her beautiful image shining with artistic charm will compete with the sun and coexist with Heaven. She is heartbreaking and sighing. She is also waiting for one day to escape or be happy.