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Life has no depth; Love, in everyone's life, has planted different causes and effects. How many people have sex after dusk, and how many people want to be noticed for a long time. True love is the warmth printed in the heart, and it is an unreachable miss; Is to use a lifetime of tenderness, scoop up a pool of clear waves, study a touch of moonlight, dip in a cigarette willow. Write the delicate mood in your heart, taste the peach blossom embroidery in the ink and enjoy the fine water in the pen. Then, with a touch of Zen, accept the scenery prepared for us by age and accept a journey given to us by fate.
Some people say: cross the gap of time and pick up the scroll of dust; As long as you read carefully, you can find the hidden cause and effect of the past and the future.
Life is impermanent, ups and downs are uncertain. Those fleeting years as thin as butterfly wings are really hard to turn over. In any case, the karma of past lives and the karma of future lives are destined to love each other. But if you have experienced it, everything will be calm. In fact, there are many feelings of mutual appreciation in life, which have nothing to do with romance and time. Some meet, some happen, just to remember, just to dye the mood, just for collection.
Ban Jieyu, a female writer of the Western Han Dynasty, became the imperial concubine of the Han Dynasty and made her the master. Unknown name, noble family and daughter, eldest sister-in-law Ban Gu. Brilliant, good at poetry and virtue. Because Ban Jieyu's literary attainments are extremely high, and he is particularly familiar with historical events, he can often quote classics to enlighten the inner anguish of Emperor Han Chengdi. So for Emperor Han Cheng, Ban Jieyu was not only his concubine, but also his mentor. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and no one can match them. After Zhao sisters entered the palace, they were jealous of Ban Jieyu's talent. It is often mutual construction, jealousy, framing and crowding out. Ban Jieyu is a knowledgeable and virtuous woman. In order to avoid trouble in the harem, she invited herself to serve the Queen Mother and went to Changxin Palace.
Love is always caught off guard and comes suddenly; Only those who have never really loved can think that love is a gradual process of emotion.
At first glance, her heartfelt joy, like flowers in full bloom, is beautiful and bright, just waiting for him to pick it; Another example is the dew with a slight trembling tip, so humble that only a gust of wind blows and it falls into his arms. She regards him as a stranger in spring, full of vitality; He regarded her as a lotus flower, extremely delicate and charming. He praised her beauty, her virtue, her versatility, her kindness and uniqueness. From then on, she won great honor and was loved by the Sixth Palace.
In order to stay with Ban Jieyu at all times, Emperor Han Chengdi ordered people to make a bigger chariot for him to use when traveling. But it was rejected by Ban Jieyu. She said: "Look at the pictures left by ancient times, the kings of sages are surrounded by famous ministers. Only Xia Jie, Shang and Zhou Dynasties and Zhou Youwang, the last masters of Xia, Shang and Zhou Dynasties, had their favorite concubines sitting there, and finally fell into a state of ruin. If I go in and out with you, what's the difference with them? " At that time, the Queen Mother heard that Ban Jieyu ruled the country by reason and did not walk with the emperor, which was very appreciated. Say to the people around you: "There was Fan Ji in ancient times, and now there is Ban Jieyu."
For a time, Ban Jieyu's elegant temperament and unparalleled personality charm became the embodiment of a beautiful woman's virtue and became an example for women all over the world to learn. From then on, Emperor Han Cheng took great care of Ban Jieyu. However, the good times did not last long. Yan Fei sisters entered the Han Palace, which was the beginning of Ban Jieyu's loneliness.
As the saying goes, love can be a matter of one person, but love must be a matter of two people. Once one party doesn't love, then this love journey can't continue.
She once regarded true love as the most important thing in life. She always thought that her love was as eternal as the extinction of mankind, and no other woman could occupy her position. However, although she has both ability and political integrity, she looks outstanding; But in the eyes of Emperor Han Chengdi, her talent and virtue are not as light as flying swallows, nor as charming as bathing with Hede. Yan Fei's dancing skills and He De's gentleness fascinated Han Chengdi, who laughed all day and ignored political affairs. Between drunkards and fans, I feel that I should die of old age in the gentle Hede Village!
Now, she is alone at the palace gate, and the king is not here. It's all because of the arrival of Zhao and He De. Although, he occasionally comes to care about her; However, in his short gentleness, she vaguely smelled perfunctory. She clearly realized that in those sentimental days, she couldn't go back, really couldn't go back, and he didn't love him. You are my life, but I am not your life.
Just like Li Bai's poem "Elegy" said: When he was fifteen, he entered the Han Palace, and he was happy in spring. The king chose a beautiful woman, and she was chosen to serve the king to sleep. In the soft evening, her shy and pretty face made the king unable to control himself, and her h or not made the prince reluctant to part. But do you know Zhao Feiyan? After she was hated by other women, she kept punching her.
Later, when Zhao was made queen and He De was made Zhao Yi, she became more devoted to prostitution and domineering. Ban Jieyu gradually realized that as long as the Yan Fei sisters were here, she wouldn't have a stable day. So she chose the secluded Changxin Palace to accompany the Empress Dowager to cultivate her mind and worship Buddha. Looking at the moon from the railing, the sleeves are full of wind; Reading, drinking tea and writing inscriptions. This is her future life.
Song of resentment
Newly cracked, fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into acacia fans, just like the bright moon.
In and out of your arms, shaking the breeze.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the cold will seize the heat.
If you leave it in the basket, you will find it impossible to be kind.
Flowers are soft and not wind-resistant; Liu Ben is so sad, why not collect rainwater? Autumn leaves fall, and a cold moon shines on the branches. This night, the lonely lamp is silhouetted, and the court is cold. Looking back, the best time is the first time I saw the king snuggling in his arms, and his soft fingers brushed his long hair. It was really happy. However, as soon as the summer heat is over and the cool breeze suddenly rises, all love, like this round fan, is discarded in the bamboo basket at will and is useless again. Now you and I can only look at each other every other time. On the other side are spring flowers, Yingying Yanyan; However, this Changxin Palace is crisp and deserted in autumn.
Life, no matter how much you experience, can't escape the entanglement of joys and sorrows; No matter how deep the emotion is, it also cuts the entanglement of love and hate.
In fact, this life is an unpredictable ending. If you know you can't change anything, try to let go. This old love, old love, is to use unyielding soul, hard persistence, determination to save, can not find the original appearance. Fortunately, I still have our memories. Together, we can build a bridge to miss you occasionally. Loneliness is also a gesture, and it is also a kind of happiness to be remembered.
Many years later, Emperor Han Chengdi really obeyed his original words and died in Hede. Ban Jieyu, mindful of his past kindness, once again invited himself to the tomb to clean it for Emperor Cheng. From then on, she listened attentively to the wind and nature, kept the incense of the altar alone, and spent her lonely old age in this cemetery coldly. Over time, the time is long.
Love the world of mortals, an encounter; It will be a steady stream of electricity and fleeting fireworks. There is a kind of love that blooms in the best initial stage and grows old in the saddest ending. Between this beauty and sadness, it is a process of blooming and falling in a season; It is also an awakening outside the dream. It is the beginning of love and memory; It is also a sad song of a broken string mandarin duck, and it is difficult to continue the music of guqin.