Jinxian, also known as Jinyi. He is one of Yuan Mei's "three good friends". Kim Hyun-hyun is a girl who loves to dream. In her short life, she always seemed to have an indissoluble bond with her dreams. In the spring of the 35th year of Emperor Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty, the landlady of Jinjixiuzhuang in Jinchangwai, Suzhou was pregnant in ten months. That night, I dreamed that the Seven Fairies were standing on the clouds calling her. When she raised her head, the Seven Fairies suddenly dropped a bunch of colorful silks and floated straight into her arms. She woke with a start and began to feel pain in her swollen abdomen. At dawn, she gave birth to a thin baby girl. I dreamed that my daughter was born with colorful silk in her arms. Her daughter was born very delicate, so she was named Xianxian. The Jin family is a wealthy family in Suzhou. Seeing that my daughter was physically weak, I paid attention to nourishing and conditioning her since she was a child. Various famous doctors took a lot of decoctions, but Jin Xianxian remained slender and weak. Although not plump, her skin is fair and delicate, her curved eyebrows, long chin, slender nose and thin lips, coupled with her soft figure, make Xianxian look like an otherworldly person. Elf. People say that she is like a beauty in the painting that ran off the embroidery screen of "Golden Pheasant Embroidery Village". Jin Xianxian, who is sick, has been smart and versatile since he was a child. When he was twelve or thirteen years old, it happened that the great poet Yuan Mei advocated "boudoir literature" and recruited female disciples in the Jiangnan area. Jin Xianxian, who is quite poetic and picturesque, rushed into Yuan Mei's door and became one of the thirteen girls in Yuanmen. She was deeply favored by the teachers. Jin Xianxian liked to dream, and many of his poems were related to dreams. A string of wind chimes hung in front of her boudoir window. The morning breeze blew, the jingling of bells, and the sound of flower sellers in the distance awakened her from a spring dream. She muttered a line from the poem "Xiao Qi": The sound of the wind chimes heralds the new year, and dreams startle the spring; where the flowers are sold too early, the little makeup reminds the painters. The sentimental Jin Xianxian not only often dreams, but also believes in his dreams. The quality of her dreams will greatly affect her mood. She liked it, but she was worried at the same time. The song "Recalling Dreams" expresses the feeling: the night is full of melancholy, and the dreams are as light as smoke. When the moon was half hidden, people couldn't stand the cold and stood on the west side of Banqiao. Maybe it’s because I’m as thin as a plum blossom. Among flowers, Jin Xianxian especially loved plum blossoms. Knowing her hobby, her parents planted a large plum grove outside her boudoir. Regardless of whether there are flowers or not, Jin Xianxian always likes to stare at the plum trees in a daze, so he wrote a plum blossom poem like this: After managing Qingshan, he placed his hope on luxury and planted thousands of plum trees as his career; a lonely grave can be three feet away ? It is this flower that remembers the soul of poetry. This poem seems to have an ominous omen. Young Jin Xianxian only wanted to talk about the things after his death, and all his thoughts were caused by it intentionally or unintentionally. In the spring when she was fifteen years old, Jin Xianxian had such a dream: In the misty wilderness, she walked alone, step by step, gently fluttering, and a path stretched as far as the eye could see. She didn't know where she was going, but she couldn't help but walk, feeling lonely and helpless. As she walked, a bamboo forest loomed in front of her eyes, and the faint shade of the bamboo forest made her even more frightened. At this time, a young scholar came out from under the bamboo and waved to her with a smile on his face. She felt that the worries in her heart suddenly dissipated, and she walked quickly towards the scholar, walked hand in hand with him, and soon walked out of the bamboo forest. The road ahead was sunny. When she woke up, the scene in the dream was vivid in her mind, and even the emotional experience was clearly imprinted in her mind. Jin Xianxian believed that this was a real omen, but who was that elegant young scholar? Soon after, the parents decided to arrange a marriage for Kim Hyun-hyun. On the other side is Chen, an 18-year-old boy from a wealthy family in Wuxian County. When she told her parents about Jin Xianxian, she didn't remember anything else. She only remembered that the man's name was Chen, yes, and he was the man under the bamboo forest in her dream. There was a blush on her face, with a hint of imperceptible joy flying quietly on her pale cheeks. Perhaps she was worried about the limitations on her daughter's frail life. That autumn, the Jin family prepared a generous dowry for her and married her to the Chen family in Wu County. On their wedding night, Kim Hyun-hyun waited for the groom to lift his hijab
When he opened it, he saw that the young man in front of him looked familiar. It was indeed the Takeshita man in his dream! Jinxian couldn't help his heartbeat. She almost fainted as the groom held her in his arms. The days after marriage are romantic and touching. Chen and Jin Xianxian are like a pair of golden boys and girls, wandering in a wine-like love life. Chen is also a young talent. His poetry can be compared with that of Jin Xianxian. The young couple sang poems and songs at the same time, accompanying each other. They are truly a magical family. One rainy afternoon, Chen and his weak and sleepy wife took a nap in the study. In her husband's warm embrace, Jin Xianxian slept soundly, and soon she entered a happy dream. She dreamed that she and her husband were chasing and playing on a large lawn. The lawn was covered with wild flowers of various colors, and pairs of butterflies rotated with them. Running and laughing, Jin Xianxian felt that he was light enough to fly. Just when she was intoxicated with happiness, she suddenly found that her husband was drifting away, and she could not catch up with him no matter what. In the end, she could only sit alone on the grass and cry sadly. When she was crying in her dream, she was awakened and reached out to find out. Sure enough, her husband was not around. She cried out loudly: "Zhu Shi, Zhu Shi." In fact, Chen did not go far. He wakes up earlier than his wife. Not wanting to wake up his sleeping wife, he quietly got up and walked to the desk to read. There was only a curtain between the desk and the bed. Hearing his wife's exclamation, he hurried over, hugged her in panic, and repeatedly comforted her: "Xianxian, I'm here.
"Xianxian Jin knew it was a false alarm, but the hidden pain in his heart could not be dismissed for a long time, so he began to write a poem "Miscellaneous Ode in the Boudoir": When the rain is clear and the wind is blowing in the small courtyard, new thoughts and twilight are weaved; behind the curtain, far away in the horizon, It's hard to talk about lovesickness. Since they got married, they haven't been separated for a day. Jin Xianxian tied all the tenderness to her husband, and he said that he was far away and that he was in love after ten years! In a cold autumn night, Jin Xianxian dreamed that she and her husband were traveling together by a quiet and beautiful lake. . They were rowing on the lake, surrounded by smoke. When the boat reached the shore, they saw a beautiful wooden onion cage in the distance, with a white-haired fisherman looming among the reeds. Fishing in the bush. When he asked, he found out that the place was called Qiushuidu. They both thought the place name was very poetic, and they were happily talking about it. Jin Xianxian woke up and was still saying "Qiushuidu". "Majestic", but could not remember other verses in the dream. She was enjoying the poem when she suddenly heard her husband chanting beside her, and she woke up. She was shocked and asked him where he got the poem. The husband said It came from a dream, and I told it in detail, but it was exactly the same as Jin Xianxian's dream. Soon after, Jin Xianxian's family sent a message asking their daughter to go back to stay. It was decided that he would be in charge. He couldn't leave and accompanied his wife to Suzhou. After only four or five days, Jin Xianxian returned to her husband's house early. Immortal said: "Last night I dreamed of a fairy in white flying from the clouds in a wooden boat. She warmly invited me on the boat and said she would go to Qiushui with me. I feel like my dream is ominous. Maybe I'm going to die soon, so I'm coming back to be with you. "Chen advised her not to say such silly things. How could she say she was well? The day after returning to her husband's house, Jin Xianxian fell ill. All the famous doctors asked for treatment, but they couldn't tell what the disease was. However, Jinxian became weaker and weaker day by day, and died a few days later. She was only twenty-five years old this year. Chen almost fell down and looked sad all day long. He always felt that his wife was standing behind him, but when he turned around, He disappeared.
Sitting in the study room filled with laughter and laughter, he turned over a poem manuscript left by his wife. One of the poems in "Miscellaneous Poems in the Boudoir" wrote: Wutong New. It was drizzling in autumn, and he put on a light shirt. Suddenly, when Lang laughed loudly, Luopa pretended not to look back. This poem was written not long ago. His wife called him on the porch. He stopped after writing that page. His wife pretended to be angry and walked out. He smiled and ran over. His wife deliberately ignored him and quietly threw Luopa's hand on the ground. The situation seemed to be serious. In front of me. The song "From Dawn to Dawn" reads: I endured minor illnesses and went downstairs for relatives and friends; gradually, I felt that Xiaohan was forbidden, so I lowered the curtains and combed my hair. This was the last time she was there. I wrote it when I felt cold. She was sick, but she was worried about going downstairs to greet her parents-in-law. When I heard my husband coming upstairs, I had to comb my hair. Reading these past events felt as warm as yesterday’s past. Vividly came to Chen's heart. Looking around the empty study, tears kept falling on the manuscript of the poem. Finally, he pulled out the plum blossom poem "Buried Bones in Green Mountains" written by his wife when she was a girl. Later, in pursuit of luxury, he planted thousands of plum trees as a career. He was suddenly shocked and sighed: "How come there is no plum tree in the immortal's tomb!" "Even though it was autumn and it was not suitable for him to plant trees, he hurriedly looked for plum trees everywhere, bought them with a lot of money, moved them to Jinxianxian Cemetery, and planted them in his own yard. I think they can enjoy plum trees together in life and death, just like They had a dream on the bed, just like swimming in the autumn water. After the death of Jin Xianxian, Yuan Mei personally wrote the "Epitaph of Ms. Jin Xianxian" and called it a "wine sacrifice" to the noble family of Wu clan. Shen Quehua, Jiang, and others met once and talked about "Yue Jueshu" at a gathering in Suzhou. The gentry teacher who was watching was dumbfounded by the poems written by Jin Xian. After reading "Wu Yue Chun Qiu" by Yuan Mei, I wrote a letter to Yuan Mei asking for a disciple. Before I died, I regretted not being able to ask the teacher for advice.