Second, I wish to read all the best books in the world;
I wish to see all the good landscapes in the world.
—— Lu Shaoheng
was born in Songling, Suzhou in the Ming Dynasty and descended from Lu Guimeng, a reclusive poet in the Tang Dynasty.
Original:
As the saying goes, love should die, not resentment. Those who know the truth can die without complaining. Although, since the cloud is full of affection, this body is full of affection, why should I endure death? If you don't die, you won't hear thoroughly.
The willow of Han Han, the flower of Cui Hu, the flowing leaves of Han Palace, and the dancing of Shu women make the sentient people in later generations yearn for it, and sing it with their words. The slave has no Kunlun, the guest has no yellow shirt, the confidant has no official, and the comrade has no marquis. Although he is in Haitang, he is always a stranger in Xiao Lang. Set the mood second.
Interpretation:
Some people say, "You should die for love, but you should not complain because of love. When it comes to feelings, you can die for each other, and you shouldn't be resentful. Having said that, how can I bear to die now that I am in love? However, if you don't die, you will never see the depth of love. Han Junping's Zhangtailiu, Cui Hu's human face peach blossom, the red leaves inscribed in the imperial court ditch, and the Shu women's poems with leaves flying, all these stories make the sentient beings sigh and envy later generations. This kind of envy is either recorded in writing or expressed in singing. However, since there is no Kunlun slave who can rob a beautiful woman, no hawker in a yellow shirt, no confidant like Gu Ya, and no person with the same ambition like Yu Hou, even if Haitang is taken as a pledge, it will inevitably lead to the fate of separation and become a stranger in Xiao Lang.
Appreciation
Emotions are things, and those who know them are hard to say, while those who don't know them are silent.
The word "love" is the most difficult thing for people to avoid in this life. I think no one can avoid it.
sentient beings have sentient beings, but heartlessness ceases to be sentient beings.
It's just that there are deep feelings, love and resentment, light and darkness ...
It's bright when you are happy, and tears when you are sad.
If it weren't for "obsession", you would be peaceful, happy-go-lucky, have no plans for the future, don't look back on the past and don't cover the present, so why not have leisure?
The hardest thing in life is to be happy with what you have, such as Su Shi.
Think about the shadows that make people feel sad when they think of life. Their existence is not to make people miss the hurt, but to remind us to pursue the light-the more light, the less darkness.
I often say: I don't want to in the future; Don't chase in the past; It's just that it's the hardest to see at the moment.
When you look at a flower, you don't want to see its future withering, you don't have to chase its past bud, but you are infatuated with its present beauty.
If you love someone, you can forget the way of love, forget the past of love, but lose the dream of the present.
what blinds our eyes? I think it should be love.
leisure is not the body, but the mind.
—— Some excerpts from the Internet can be deleted
About the author
Lu Shaoheng: The year of birth and death is unknown. During the apocalypse (1621-1627), he lived in Beijing and compiled the Sword Sweep of the Drunken Ancient Hall (also known as "Little Window").
It is said that the booksellers in the Qing Dynasty attached The Sword Sweep of Drunk Ancient Hall to the name of Chen Jiru in the Ming Dynasty, and renamed it "The Story of Small Window" to be printed and published separately, which spread widely. It is the relationship between the two that can't be distinguished in the future. Chen Jiru (1558-1639) was born in Huating, Songjiang. Zhusheng lived in seclusion in the sun of Kunshan, and later built a room in Dongshe Mountain, where Dumen wrote. Gong Shi can write, calligraphy is Su Mi, and he can draw things at the same time, and his reputation is heavy for a while. Repeated requisition by imperial edict, all with ill words. What he has done is "or stab at trivial things, explain them into books, and compete with each other to buy and write." Today, in addition to the small window, there are other works, such as Wen Wen Lu, Liuhe Tongchun, Chen Meigong's Poems, Tiger Hui and Mei Gong's Miscellaneous Works.