Li Yu, an eternal poet, is a tragic legend. "The day is flat, the moon is flat, and the night is flat." He is a political imbecile, unable to return to heaven, and can only hide in the gentle village of his wives, unwilling to wake up and wandering around with Buddhist scriptures and poems.
Nalan Xingde, the first poet in Qing Dynasty, was the most beautiful lover in the world. His life is full of flowers, but he is surprised and sad. He met the person he loved, but he couldn't stay together for long. He wrote, "If life is just like first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind?" Sad and graceful famous sentences have been passed down through the ages.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Born in troubled times, Li Shangyin never lost the right to love. Even though his career is bumpy, his love is still full of his life. In Yuyang Mountain, under the green willow branches, before the years of Jinse, I was silent about the sunset.
As far as the number of poems is concerned, Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, is the first poet in the history of China. Most of his literary works are famous for their boldness, and most of them revolve around the most important theme of his life-anti-gold. Today, thousands of years later, what really moved Lu You to China was his duet with Tang Wan's two sad love songs.
? Today, four spotless poets are brought into the world of love and hate by us. In the world of poetry and emotion, they can also surprise the moon with their cloaks and claim the world.
The poet is affectionate, not to mention Li Yu, who grew up in a warm and wealthy mountain village in the south of the Yangtze River. Love is destined to be the most important chapter in his life. Li Yusheng has two most important women in her life. They are sisters-a few weeks after birth. They also created the immortal Ci Emperor.
After a week, the history books said that she was "well-read, good at singing and dancing, and especially good at pipa." E Huang is versatile, playing the piano, singing and dancing, and playing chess. Once, E Huang played the piano for Li Jing's birthday, and Li Jing was amazed. As soon as she was happy, she gave her the precious burning flute and pipa. Perhaps, when playing the piano for Li Jing, Li Yu was deeply infatuated with her all-round talent. So that after the parents' orders and the words granted by the emperor, the two were happy day and night, and they were still young, even though they had long forgotten the discretion between the queen and the king. Usually, E Huang composes music and Rain Lee writes lyrics. According to the records in The Spring and Autumn Period of Ten Kingdoms, Inviting Drunk Dancing to Break the Sound and Hating Coming Late to Break the Sound were both created by E Huang and Li Yu in the boudoir.
? In the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, there was a famous Daqu "Colorful Feather". Since the enfeoffment of the Tang Dynasty, no one in the world can restore its melodious voice. Li Yu made great efforts and finally got the score of this Daqu. However, there are many variations in the spread of this Daqu, and the score itself is not complete enough, so professional musicians can't sort out the clue. E Huang knew and studied it. She re-created according to her own understanding and made a series of additions and deletions. Through hard work, we can finally play the whole song with pipa, so that this almost lost song can reappear, and the voices of Kaiyuan and Tianbao can return to the world and win a voice of admiration.
Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long, and the joy was extremely sad. One day after ten years of marriage, E Huang suddenly fell ill and could not be cured for a long time. E Huang was tortured by illness, her body withered, and her expression was ruthless. But before she died, she was very calm. She personally took the burnt flute and pipa sent by Li Jing's adult to Li Yu to say goodbye, bathed and changed clothes, dressed herself in front of the mirror, and then died peacefully in Eta Ursae Majoris Hall with jade in her mouth. The late Lord wrote a long eulogy of thousands of words for her, signed by the widower Yu, and ordered the stonemason to carve it on the stone tablet in front of the tomb of Zhou Hou. This eulogy is full of blood and tears, which is heartbreaking. Ma Ling's Book of the Southern Tang Dynasty records that my ancestors loved Zhou Xiao. It's worse than when I loved Da Zhou. But I always feel that it is only a short-lived love, and it is a feeling of companionship more than love. In fact, the time that Zhou Xiao and Li Yu spent together was 14 years, which was four years longer than the time spent with him after the big week, but even so, Zhou Xiao's figure seems to remain only in the erotic words of that romantic meeting.
I venture to guess that this country is in decline. Under the nose of the northern powers, the Southern Tang Dynasty could not even struggle at this time. Even at the beginning of his reign, he was already defeated in the face of reality and became a vassal of a big country. Even the dragon robe is not allowed to wear the emperor's bright yellow, but can wear light purple. What can we pray for? But at this moment, after a week of healing the sadness around me, I fell ill. Without this congenial person, I can't write lyrics with myself to relieve my depression. In this huge harem, it was deserted and lonely, and there was no one to talk to, so when I met a girl who came to visit my sister, the age of youth seemed to be a bright sunrise, which suddenly lit up the gloomy harem. He seems to see E Huang from this girl again, and he seems to have returned to a teenager with a beautiful spring. This temptation is irresistible.
There are few descriptions of Zhou Xiao in history. I don't know what kind of feelings there are between Zhou Xiao and Li Yu. Even though she spent more time with Li Yu than a week ago, what she left him was more pain, and he could no longer breathe, because that was the last dignity of a man. Shen Defu wrote in "Night Fire" that the Song people painted "a picture of a small week after Xiling was lucky". The Record said that every time he entered the palace for a small week, he couldn't come back for several days. When I came back, I cried and scolded Li Yu. Where is Li Yu? The spring in those lives has long gone, leaving only a remnant flower, which is a broken spring dream. Watching the wind blowing flowers, I can't get a numbness of residual red pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.
? This is an exciting poet. He said I was a melancholy guest, not a rich flower. He is Nalan Rong Ruo. He called the emperor by words, but he became a slave to his feelings.
The Buddha said that everything is dharma, and it is all fate. Meet by chance, suddenly look back, doomed. When their eyes met, the origin disappeared and the fate disappeared. This is the fate of Nalan Rong Ruo and her childhood cousin. My cousin entered the palace as a princess, and Emperor Kangxi married Nalan Rong Ruo. This is a lot of taste in Nalan Rong Ruo's heart after a serious illness. He had to accept another woman, hoping that he could forget the past and start over.
Nalan believes in fate, which is deep and shallow. She and her cousin are a short-lived fate, and so is he and his wife Lu. When Nalan Rong Ruo was most vulnerable, she appeared at his most vulnerable time. Seeing the scars in his eyes, seeing the embarrassment and sadness behind his elegance, maybe love began from this moment. Nalan Rong Ruo never thought that fate was so shallow. During his career for several months in a row, Nalan Rong Ruo knew that his compassionate and weak personality doomed his great career to fail, and now he wanted to reunite with his wife. However, when he returned, his wife died in childbirth. Those days when he went boating on the lake with his beloved wife during the day, watched the peaches and willows, painted smoke buildings, recited poems together, drank and chatted, hurt the spring farewell, and only spent the evening on pear flowers. Nalan Rong Ruo came to the bedside and held his wife's hand. Seeing her pale face and weak breathing, she sobbed sadly.
Nalan Rong Ruo's life seems destined to be incomplete. God always gives him good hope, but limits his time. Every time I rushed him, I was caught off guard. He can't draw a sad picture, and the painter can't express his heartache. Mottled scars will remind him day and night. He once had an unforgettable love, which he can't forget.
We always take it for granted that all love will blossom and bear fruit from the mouth of youth. And there is a person, walking alone in the warm blue sky on the bright moon night in the sea. He is a maverick. He is Li Shangyin.
The era of Li Shangyin is a famous era of struggle between cattle and Li in history, and it is a protege of Li Pailing Hu Chu. He fell in love with Song Huayang, Princess Ankang's personal attendant, on Yuyang Mountain. He and Herry Liu often meet in brothels, but at the end of the story, he marries Wang Wanqing, and his father is the A Niu Party. His love is disputed by the world, but his lyrics are widely sung by everyone. At that time, many rich people loved Li Shangyin's style.
As far as Li Shangyin is concerned, Song Huayang not only dispelled his disappointment in the imperial examination, but also satisfied his yearning for love and beauty on this Yuyang Mountain, which stretches for dozens of miles. On Yuyang Mountain, he took her to every inch of land on the mountain, watching the flowers bloom and fall and the water flow. Whenever the sun is about to set, he takes her to the top of the mountain and snuggles up to watch the sunset slowly setting and the stars twinkling in the night sky. Such days made Li Shangyin feel happy and sweet, but when he found that Princess Ankang had driven Li Shangyin out of Yuyang Mountain, Li Shangyin could only cry at the foot of the mountain. Gone are the days when "the shadows are sad and the lotus leaves are flourishing in the jade pond", but the days when "I have known her for a long time, and I have been apart for a long time, and the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming" keep attacking his heart, and he can only sigh feebly that "the spring silkworm dies, and the night candle is all wick".
Personally, I think there is no real love between Li Shangyin and Liu Zhi. They probably experienced emotional ups and downs, just like appreciating each other, an old friend whom they haven't seen for six years. The story between Li Shangyin and Sun Yat-sen is more like that people who are hungry and cold need a little warmth in the long days of running around, while Wang Wanqing is just a pile of warmth for Li Shangyin. Unfortunately, "but what is far beyond my power is the magic mountain, where are you, beyond Wanfeng"? On my birthday, I said he patted the railing but no one responded. I can only be elegant and beautiful alone, humming the amorous feelings and elegance that no one can understand.
Every time I mention Lu You, I think of Tang Wan, and a woman with both talents and looks is trampled by fate. Peacocks fly southeast and wander for five miles. The separation of Jiao Zhongqing and Liu Lanzhi is so similar to that of Lu You and Tang Wan. Every time I want to write about their tenderness when they met in Shenyuan, I am afraid that my nonsense will desecrate this fallen love that has been embedded in history.
? Tang Wan, I can't imagine such a pure woman being as gentle as a lotus flower. She was driven out of the house by her mother-in-law, forced by her mother-in-law, and her loving husband divorced himself. Her inner pain and complaint, her innocent and sad expression, are completely engraved in a phoenix that has been on the mud wall for thousands of years. The east wind is evil, with subtle sadness, DOG!
For Lu You, who was teased by nature, torn to pieces by his mother and beaten by Yuanyang, his filial nature made him dare not go against his mother's words. However, there are still some grievances and regrets for his mother. When Shen Yuan met, Lu You was wandering and lonely, and met his ex-wife who was holding hands with others, which was enviable.
You can't help thinking that the day you have love is the day you and your wife are together. At that time, his sky was always blue, like the blue sky in Wan Li. Holding your hand, you spend months, drinking, reciting poems, burning incense and playing the piano. Together, they returned to their hometown in spring, prayed for blessings in the vast splendor, looked at the sky with cranes, and watched the mountains and rivers in Wan Li wrapped in silver.
Now, I can only look at her from a distance and can't let go. Tang Wan died of worry, while Lu You, with the change of years, often went to Shenyuan to remember his ex-wife, so he left many poems. The older a person is, the more uncontrollable he is when he is entangled in old love. Lu You, 84, felt that his time was coming, and finally wrote a poem "Spring Tour" in memory of Tang Wan: There were flowers in Shenjiayuan, which bloomed that year. I also believe that beauty will eventually become soil, and it is too late to dream.
Life is like this. What a wonderful thing it is to harvest the right person, live a stable life and grow old happily. If you are emotionally displaced, you don't have to be too disappointed with your fate. You can't let go. This kind of happiness is shockingly fragile, but it has become a flower on the glacier because of this fear. Everyone longs for the surprise when the flowers bloom, but that's the truth.
Love is the best muse, and every loss is the best opportunity given by fate in a beautiful and cruel way. You can wait for nirvana in the burning ashes of love. If you can pluck stars from the ashes without fear of burning pain, it will be the fire of hope to ignite another life.