Love is a kind of freedom, and for Xu Zhimo, it is even more romantic. He is a person who relies on emotion to feed his poetry. In his most beautiful years, he met three women: Zhang Youyi, Lin Huiyin, and Lu Xiaoman.
Everyone is in a hurry, running around in the world of mortals, with backpacks on their shoulders filled with heavy stories. An unintentional look back and an inadvertent encounter are all destined.
Xu Zhimo and Zhang Youyi were ordered by their parents, and according to the matchmaker, such an arranged marriage was obviously not sustainable for Xu Zhimo, a poet who pursued freedom, and they eventually parted ways.
Yes, I can’t stand arranged marriages either. Living together without knowing each other is simply a kind of suffering and torture.
In a person's life, it seems to be destined who he meets whom. All encounters during the journey are indispensable scenery in life.
When Xu Zhimo was studying in the UK, he met his goddess Lin Huiyin. There is a kind of encounter, the time is just right, so accurate, so beautiful. Two people with the same poem fell in love with each other, hugged each other and sang on an ordinary bridge in a foreign country. Hot emotions are like the collision of fireworks and matches at night.
The burning brilliance emitted by the fireworks flying towards the sky is their true soul.
They are destined to interpret a stunning love into a blooming firework, blooming in the sky of London and falling into the soft waves of Cambridge. The soft waves of Cambridge are rippling with Xu Zhimo's reluctance and tenderness. The romantic poet pursues an ideal life. Some people say that Lin Huiyin is a woman sitting quietly on the clouds, beautiful and elegant. When she met Xu Zhimo, she turned into a shy soft willow on Cambridge, charming, serene and graceful. His excessive obsession with the goddess gave him a surging passion, which also led him to create countless poems. During that time, Xu Zhimo's poems poured out like a fountain, and Lin Huiyin's shadow can be found in each of his poems. They sang poems and books, and at dusk under the moonlight, they felt leisurely and relaxed. In a foreign country, they strolled through Cambridge, quietly watching the afterglow of the setting sun, the beauty that fell on their shoulders.
In the vast sea of ??people, they found each other the person who warmed their souls. What is regrettable is that this encounter was as short-lived as fireworks. Perhaps the beauty of imperfections will be remembered deeply.
Lin Huiyin once said to his children: "What Xu Zhimo loved at first was not the real me, but the Lin Huiyin he imagined with the romantic emotions of a poet. In fact, I am not that kind of person. "
Xu Zhimo said: "I will visit my only confidant in the vast sea of ??people. I am lucky to find him, but it is my fate to find him. "
However, the soft waves of Kangqiao are still there. The peace of the past will be restored. The rational Lin Huiyin realized that Xu Zhimo could not give him the marriage he wanted, so he left without saying goodbye. What he could not get is always the most beautiful. At the same time, Lin Huiyin also completely became the goddess in Xu Zhimo's mind that he could not hope for. Right now.
Yes, Xu Zhimo and Lin Huiyin, if they do not consider life or marriage, in my opinion, they may be the most suitable couple. However, life is not only poetry and love but also romance. Life is the daily necessities after passion.
The appearance of Lu Xiaoman made Xu Zhimo understand: Love is simplicity, not luxury. Passion will eventually return to the ordinary, to daily necessities.
Lu Xiaoman, a socialite from the upper class, is extremely elegant and romantic, combining beauty and talent (having served as a diplomat for three years), lively and agile, with a small oval face, delicate face, countless All the men fell under her pomegranate skirt.
Like Xu Zhimo, she is also a product of arranged marriage in feudal society. The difference is that Xu Zhimo resisted, but Lu Xiaoman didn't resist at all, and didn't even think about resisting. Maybe she has lived in an environment of material luxury since she was a child. As long as the material is sufficient, she should have no concept of love or not.
Love is not an unfounded chance encounter, but the right person appearing at the right time. Lu Xiaoman’s husband, Wang Geng, is also Xu Zhimo’s friend. Wang Geng concentrated on his career and future, and his beautiful wife was often ignored by him. At this time, Wang Geng asked Xu Zhimo to accompany her often, so that the two of them would have more opportunities to be alone together. Lu Xiaoman's talent and romance deeply attracted Xu Zhimo, who had a similar personality. They went to the Great Wall together, drank tea and looked at the maple leaves. The two always had endless things to say and had a perfect understanding. . Gentlemen and ladies are the perfect match of the times, and talents and beauties are also a beautiful sight.
Xu Zhimo wrote: "The peach blossom has already bloomed on your face. I am more sensitive to your charm and swallow your continuous smile; don't you feel that my arms are more urgently demanding your waist?" , my breath is projected onto your body, like thousands of flying fireflies casting into the flames? These, and many other things that cannot be described, echo with the enthusiasm of the birds, all holding hands to praise the spring. "Incarnation."
In the end, Wang Geng and Lu Xiaoman had more and more conflicts and headed for divorce.
Lin Huiyin is the goddess in Xu Zhimo’s mind, and because she has not gotten it, it seems even more elusive; and Lu Xiaoman is the real existence in front of him. They are very much like white moonlight and white roses, both are excellent.
On July 7th, a beautiful day, their grand wedding was held in Beihai Park, which was a breaking news in the social world at that time. But Xu Zhimo's father, Xu Shenru, really didn't like Lu Xiaoman's style. It is said that Lu Xiaoman was never accepted by the Xu family throughout his life.
Marriage is the grave of love. Life requires tea, rice, oil and salt. Xu Zhimo is still a poet. He envisions his lover as the most beautiful image in the world, but that most beautiful image only exists in fantasy. As we get along day and night, day after day, Lu Xiaoman The shortcomings are gradually magnified in the trivial life.
Although she is married to Xu Zhimo, after marriage, Lu Xiaoman still wants to be a socialite, loves luxury, and attends dance parties. She does not take care of the housework like ordinary housewives, nor does she care about her husband. I couldn't even find the clothes my husband wanted to wear. She was pampered since she was a child and had no worries about food and clothing. She was only taught how to have fun, open her mouth for food, and stretch her hands for clothes. She slept until noon every day and didn't get up until noon. She spent most of her afternoon writing letters, painting, and occasionally meeting guests. Although Xu Zhimo complained and was dissatisfied with his wife's behavior, he thought that her wife was tired of him, so he thought of various ways to please his wife. He did not blame Lu Xiaoman for her willfulness, but his love for her remained undiminished. He often puts all the blame on himself.
Xu Shenru couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply cut off Xu Zhimo's financial supplies.
Both Lu Xiaoman and Xu Zhimo live in a fairy tale of love, and do not know how to make a living or how to support themselves. Even when the economy was very tight, Lu Xiaoman still indulged in feasting and taking opium. Xu Zhimo had a hard time meeting such a young master. In order to support his family, he had to take part-time classes at Hugua University, Soochow University, Shanghai Law School, Nanjing Central University, and Peking University in Peking. He also had to study after school Rush to write poems and essays to earn royalties. And these hard-earned money are far from enough for Lu Xiaoman to squander.
Perhaps Xu Zhimo was also a little tired of his wife's luxurious enjoyment, but he still shouldered the responsibility of a man and used all his strength to satisfy his beloved woman.
In 1930, when Xu Zhimo came to Beijing to be a professor at Peking University, he asked Lu Xiaoman to accompany him to Beijing to start a new life. However, Lu Xiaoman had already been immersed in the feasting and feasting of Shanghai and refused to leave. In desperation, Xu Zhimo left alone to take up a post in Peking.
Since the separation of the two places, due to financial conditions, Xu Zhimo often traveled back and forth between Shanghai and Beijing by free flights. In fact, Lu Xiaoman was also worried about his safety. After all, airplanes were not a common sight at that time. Transportation is full of dangers.
The long-term separation made their relationship duller, making each other dispensable, and they would even fight over trivial matters.
Not long after, Xu Zhimo was on a postal plane flying to Beijing when the plane crashed and the 36-year-old poet died on the spot. Just like his poem: "Quietly I left, just as I Come quietly, I wave my sleeves and don’t take away a single cloud.” After Xu Zhimo’s death, Lu Xiaoman stopped going out to socialize and chewed the bitter fruits he had sown alone, feeling heartache, regret and despair. If Xu Zhimo knew that Lu Xiaoman was like this. Painful, you may say softly: "Sister, we had predicted today, so why did we have to do it at the beginning."
In fact, what attracted Xu Zhimo to Lu Xiaoman in the first place was not the luxury that he later detested.
He also wanted to change Lu Xiaoman, but in the end he achieved this goal in the saddest way.
Love is always the most beautiful at the beginning. No matter how perfect the first meeting is, it cannot escape the temper of time. It will cruelly tear off all the halo of each other, leaving only darkness and waste in the end.
Love without bread and milk is as illusory as a castle in the air. The hardships of life are enough to make it collapse and disappear.