With bare hands, Huang Teng wine, spring willow in the city. East wind evil, unhappy, not seen for several years. Don't! Don't! Don't!
As old as spring, people are empty and thin, and their tears are red and bitter. Peach blossom, leisure pool and mountain alliance are all available, but a brocade book is hard to find. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Chaitou Feng Tang Pill
The world is cold, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to drop the rain when it is sent late. Xiao Feng is dry, and tears still exist. She wanted to write her thoughts, but she just beat around the bush. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Everyone is different, but this is not yesterday. The soul of a terminal illness is often like a thousand strings. The voice is cold and the night is hazy. People are afraid to ask questions, swallow their tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
Lu You, a famous patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, had a rough life. Not only is my career bumpy, but my love life is also unfortunate.
In the 14th year of Shaoxing, 20-year-old Lu You married his cousin Tang Wan. The two were childhood friends and respected each other after marriage. However, Tang Wan's amorous feelings and intimate feelings towards Lu You aroused Lu Mu's dissatisfaction, which eventually developed into forcing Lu You to divorce her. Lu You and Tang Wan are deeply in love. Don, I don't want to be apart. He begged his mother again and again, but she scolded him. Under the suppression of feudal ethics, despite all kinds of cries, they finally reached the point of holding hands with tears.
Lu You was forced by her mother, but she was separated from Tang Wan. Later, Lu You married Wangtangwan according to her mother's statement. Under the pressure of his father, he and Zhao Shicheng got married in the same county. Thus the happy marriage of the young couple broke down.
One spring ten years later, Lu You wandered alone in the Yinshan Shenjiayuan, full of melancholy. When he was sitting alone drinking, he suddenly saw Tang Wan and his remarried husband Zhao Shicheng.
Although I have been separated from Tang Wan for many years, I haven't completely got rid of my inner feelings for Tang Wan. He thought that Tang Wan used to be his beloved wife, but now she belongs to others, just like the willow in the forbidden palace, and he could only imagine.
Thought of here, grief suddenly welled up in my mind. He put down his glass and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Tang Wan got Zhao Shicheng's consent and brought him a glass of wine. Liu You saw Tang Wan's movements and realized her affection. Two lines of tears shed mournful tears, and a young man drank the bitter wine of Tang Wan. Then wrote the eternal swan song "Hairpin Phoenix" on the white wall.
Lu You expressed his sadness, guilt, deep affection for Tang Wan and dissatisfaction with his mother. Yuanyang was beating Yuanyang after her love was destroyed.
After that, Lu You went north to resist gold, and then worked in Sichuan and Sichuan. After decades of hard work, he still can't get rid of the poet's sadness. He is sixty-three years old and comes back to sew a pillow once in a while. He felt very sad and wrote two sad poems:
Picking flowers and yellow flowers as pillow bags, the curved screen is deeply stuffy and fragrant.
Call back the dream of forty-three years, and no one speaks in the dim light!
Shao once wrote a poem about the chrysanthemum pillow, and the supplement locked the spider silk.
Everything in the world is exhausted, but incense is still old!
At the age of sixty-seven, I revisited Shen Yuan and saw that p2p financial management had been broken by half. The first choice is Aikang Jinfu. He was moved by this scene, deeply moved, and wrote a poem:
Maple leaves are in full bloom, Castanopsis fargesii leaves are yellow, and rivers are full of new frost.
Looking back at the old empty pavilion, who can say heartbroken spring road?
Bad walls get drunk, clouds break dreams,
Years of fantasy have disappeared, and I-I'm going back to the Buddhist shrine to smell the incense.
After Lu You was seventy-five, he lived near Shenyuan and visited the temple every time he went to town. He overcame his feelings and wrote two quatrains, namely, two poems from 0755 to 79000.