Let's take you into the Dream of Red Mansions and explore the plot of Lin Daiyu's flower burial.
There are two descriptions of Lin Daiyu's burial of flowers in the book:
1. The wind fans and the rain falls, and the flowers thank people for their sadness
Excerpt from The Story of the West Chamber, a wonderful story that tells the story of the peony pavilion, is the twenty-third time-that day was in mid-March. After breakfast, Baoyu took a set of "Meeting the Truth" and walked to the side of Qinfang Gate Bridge. Just as I was seeing the "falling red in array", I saw a gust of wind blowing off more than half of the peach blossoms on the tree head, leaving books all over the floor. Baoyu was about to shake down, lest his steps be trampled, so he had to take the petal and come to the pool and shake it in the pool. The petal was floating on the water, fluttering, and actually flowed out of Qinfang Gate. When I came back, I saw that there was still a lot underground. Baoyu was wandering around when someone behind him said, "What are you doing here?" When Baoyu turned around, it was Lin Daiyu, with a flower hoe on her shoulder, a flower bag hanging from the hoe and a flower broom in her hand. Geng Chen's side approval: a picture of picking Zhi, not a picture of flowers buried. Baoyu said with a smile, "OK, OK, let's sweep up this flower and put it in the water. I just left a lot there. " Lin Daiyu said, "It's not good to be in the water. You see, the water here is clean, and it only goes out first-class. Some people's places are dirty and smelly, and the flowers are still collapsed. I have a Hua Zhong in that corner. Now I have swept him, put him in this silk bag, and buried him with soil. After a long time, it will only become clean with the soil. "
2. I feel pity for flowers, and my words hurt me
At the end of the twenty-seventh session of "Butterfly Buried in a Fragrant Tomb, Swallow Weeping and Red Shed String" and at the beginning of the twenty-eighth session of "Jiang Yuhan's Love for Xi Xiang Luo Xue Baochai's Shame Cage"-excerpt: Baoyu knew that she had been hiding for two days because she had disappeared from Lin Daiyu, so he thought about it for a while and simply waited for her anger to subside. When she looked down, she saw many flowers of various colors, such as Impatiens and Pomegranates, and the brocade fell heavily on the ground. She sighed, "This is because she was angry and didn't pick up the flowers. I'll ask her tomorrow when I send it. " As she spoke, Baochai asked them to go outside. Baoyu said, "I'm coming." After that, when they were far away, they picked up the flower, climbed the mountain, crossed the water, crossed the tree and wore flowers, and went all the way to the place where Lin Daiyu buried the peach blossom that day. Will have arrived in Hua Zhong, the children of Judah have not turned the hillside, only to hear the sound of sobbing on the hillside, a line of cursing, crying very sad. Baoyu thought to himself, "I don't know which maid in this room has been wronged and has come to this place to cry." While thinking about it, I stopped my steps and heard her cry:
Flowers are blooming all over the sky, but who has pity when the fragrance disappears?
The hairspring is soft and floats in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool lightly touches the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring, full of melancholy;
hoe the flower out of the embroidered curtain with your hand, and keep stepping on the fallen flowers?
Willows and elms are from Fangfei, regardless of whether peaches are floating in Li Fei;
peaches and plums will be released again next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year?
The fragrant nest in March has been built, and the swallow in the beam is so heartless!
Although flowers and hair can be pecked next year, no one can go to the empty nest.
36 days a year, the wind, the sword and the frost are pressing each other hard;
when can you be bright and beautiful, once you wander, you can't find it.
flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and people who bury flowers are suffocated in front of the steps;
Only sprinkle the flower hoe with tears in the dark, and see blood stains on the upper branches.
The cuckoo is speechless. It's dusk, and the hoe returns to cover the heavy door.
The blue light shines on the wall, and people fall asleep at first, but thewindow is not warmed.
it's twice as bad to blame the slave? Half for pity and half for annoyance.
pity for spring suddenly turns to annoyance and turns to silence.
I heard a sad song outside the court last night. Do you know if it is a flower soul or a bird soul?
It's hard to keep a bird's soul, and birds are ashamed of flowers without words;
May the slave bear wings and fly with the flowers to the end of the sky.
at the end of the day, where is the fragrant hill?
If you don't have a beautiful trick, a pure land will hide the wind;
it's better to be clean and clean than to be trapped in a ditch.
I died and was buried today. I don't know when I will die.
The person who buried the flowers today laughs. Who did he know when he buried them?
Let's see that the residual flowers in spring are gradually falling, which is when the beauty dies of old age.
no sad songs for me, I don't know when flowers fall and people die!
Classics are always classics, with endless artistic conception and endless aftertaste. For whom do flowers bloom and fall?