Before marriage, Liang Sicheng asked Lin Huiyin: "There is a sentence, I will only ask this once, and I will never ask it again in the future. Why me?" Lin Huiyin replied: "The answer is very long, and I will spend my whole life answering it. Are you ready to listen to me?" After marriage, Liang Sicheng once said humorously to a friend: "There is a saying in China: 'My articles are my own, my wife is my wife'. But for me, my wife is my own. The article is the wife’s good.”
One day, when Liang Sicheng came back from abroad, Lin Huiyin told him in frustration: “I am very distressed because I fell in love with two people at the same time and I don’t know what to do. Is that good?"
Liang Sicheng was very shocked after hearing this, and an indescribable pain enveloped him. After a night of ideological struggle, although he was in pain, but thinking of the advantages of another man, he resolutely told Lin Huiyin : "You are free. If you choose Jin Yuelin, I wish you happiness forever." Lin Huiyin, not only did not leave him, but was extremely moved and said something to Liang Sicheng that all men in the world could not refuse: You give I will use my whole life to repay the unbearable burden in my life!
If a hundred people come to me and ask me the criteria for a perfect woman, then I will answer a hundred times that it is Lin Huiyin. Yes, she is already a legend and a woman who can only look up to. She has long been separated by such misty years and the deep affection of those men, and her beauty has become a silhouette on the page of the book. Everyone knows the story of her and Xu Zhimo. He wrote such a poem for her, but in the end she still didn't choose him. However, compared to Xu Zhimo's fierce love, Jin Yuelin's deep affection is more touching.
Wang Zengqi wrote an article "Mr. Jin Yuelin", which contains such a detail. It is said that many years after Lin Huiyin's death, Mr. Jin suddenly and solemnly invited some close friends to a banquet in a Beijing hotel. Puzzled. Before the banquet started, he announced: "Today is Lin Huiyin's birthday!" Everyone in the audience sighed.
He never married for her, because in his heart, no one in the world could replace her.
Even many years later, when he was already eighty years old, nearly half a century had passed since the beautiful days of his youth. But when someone brought a photo of Lin Huiyin that he had never seen before and asked him to identify the time and place where the photo was taken, he would still stare at it for a long time and the corners of his mouth would gradually bend down, as if he was about to cry, and his throat would move slightly. , like there are thousands of words choked there. In the end, he remained silent and held the photo tightly, as if he was afraid that the person in the photo would fly away. After a long time, he raised his head and said to others like a child pleading: Give it to me!
At Lin's memorial service, the elegiac couplet he wrote for her was particularly unique, "A poetic Qianxun Waterfall, an April day in the world forever." April is always used in the West to refer to the bright sun, abundance and abundance. In his heart, she was always the most beautiful April in the world. He still remembered the scene at that time. He told people that the memorial service was held at Xianliang Temple, and that day, he never stopped crying. He slowly spoke, his voice gradually getting lower, like a book slowly turning to the last page.
Some people begged him to write some words for the second edition of Lin's collection of poems. He thought for a long time, many expressions flashed across his face, as if he remembered many things at once. But in the end, he still shook his head and said word by word: "All my words should be said to her herself. I can't say it." He paused and continued: "I have no chance to say anything to her herself. I I don’t want to say or say anything like this.” After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and fell silent.
I read such words many years ago and choked up for a moment. People of that era cherished and cherished relationships very much. Loving someone was probably a long-term, lifelong thing. Therefore, love must be cautious but lasting.
He never told her that he would love her forever, nor did he say that he would wait for her. He just did it all silently and wordlessly. I love her but don't want to let her make a painful choice, so I can only stay silent like this. Because, if you can say it, it's probably not true.
What we see most nowadays are men and women who care about every single thing they give. Efforts must be rewarded. Calculating love is like calculating the exchange rate of a fund. No one is willing to do a losing business. If you feel that you have suffered a little loss, you will definitely ask for it back. Faced with such a terrible reality, it is really disheartening to look at the touching and long-lasting love in the 1930s.
Love is certainly worth cherishing, but it is not difficult to get someone to love you all the time. But the most beautiful and best thing is that there is someone who will still think of you when he is old, so deeply that he will never forget you in his life.
He will think of your appearance when you were young. In his heart, you will always be the seventeen-year-old little fairy in white clothes. He will think of a gentle smile on his lips unconsciously, Sighing, she...
There was silence after that. Under the silence, there were originally thousands of words to say, but there is no need to say them anymore. In the heart of such a person, you are like that. It is the unique April day in this world. There are many ways and reasons for love. I don’t want to blame anyone here, but I think Jin Yuelin’s story sounds more shocking.
Jin Yuelin never married Lin Huiyin. He stood not far from Lin Huiyin all his life, silently paying attention to her vicissitudes of life, and accompanying her in the joys and sorrows of life.
How wonderful it would be if life were just like the first time we met!
? "You are April in the world"
I say you are April in the world;
Laughter lights up the surrounding wind;
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The lightness dances and changes in the light of spring.
You are the clouds in the morning of April,
The wind blows softly at dusk,
The stars twinkle inadvertently ,
Dry raindrops are sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That light, that Bingting, you are,
You are wearing the crown of fresh flowers,
you are innocent , solemn,
You are the full moon every night.
You are like the goose yellow after the snow melts;
The fresh green with the first buds, you are;
Tender joy ,
The white lotus floating in the water floats in your dream.
You are the flowers blooming on each tree,
You are the swallows whispering between the beams -
You are love, It is warmth, it is hope,
You are April in the world!
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