Li Qingzhao grew up with a superior family environment and a rich collection of books. Deeply influenced by it, Li Qingzhao showed great talent and was proficient in poetry and calligraphy. When we read those poems of her girlhood, they were quite touching.
Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe. Seeing someone coming, socks and gold hairpin slipped away and left in shame. Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei. -"Little Red Lips"
Here vividly describes the curiosity and shyness of the swing girl. Although it describes a dynamic scene, its inherent richness and agility are vividly displayed on the paper.
When she was a girl, she stood out with her unique style of writing. The song "The Order of a Dream" is widely circulated.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. -"Like a Dream"
Her handwriting is beautiful and rhythmic, and with a few strokes, she writes a happy and complacent mood. Her talent was valued by people at that time. "At that time, all the scribes applauded her, and no one could teach her."
/kloc-at the age of 0/8, Li Qingzhao married Zhao Mingcheng, the son of Prime Minister Tingzhi Zhao. The combination of the two has a beautiful story, but it is no longer reliable. Zhao is a Jinshi family, they have the same hobbies, and their married life is very harmonious.
Li Qingzhao recalled gambling with her husband: "After every meal, sitting back in class and making tea refers to the accumulation of book history, saying that one thing is in a book, a volume, which page, which line, whether it is the middle, whether it is the winner, it is the order of drinking tea. In the middle, I raised my cup and laughed until the tea fell over in my arms, but I couldn't drink it. I am willing to be homesick forever! " This little game is the pleasure of a like-minded talented couple, which is really enviable.
Their married life is not unremarkable. Her husband, Zhao Mingcheng, goes to school and is an official. They are far apart. Parting from sorrow is especially sad and touching in the works of Li Qingzhao, a poet.
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. -"Dried plums"
"A kind of acacia, two places are carefree", and it is the most difficult to rest when we are apart. At this time, a letter from home is also pouring out to comfort our sadness and sadness.
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. -"Drunken Flowers"
Every time I miss my loved ones, I feel sad when I spend the holidays alone. The sentence "People are thinner than yellow flowers" vividly describes the loneliness of Wang Fu. What is revealed behind this deep yearning is the deep affection of the couple. It is said that Zhao Mingcheng appreciated Li Qingzhao's first poem. He wrote 50 words in three days and three nights, put the first poem by Li Qingzhao in it, and asked his friend Liu Defu to comment. Lu Defu pondered for a moment and said, "Only three sentences are excellent." That is, "Mo Tao is needless, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."