In Dongping, there is a teacher Li Si Tu, father and son, separated by one side. It was the most domineering buffer zone at that time. Li Shidao admires Zhang Ji's knowledge very much and wants to recruit him to work for himself.
Although Zhang Ji is an honest official, he is indifferent to fame and fortune, and even more reluctant to associate with disorderly ministers. He often makes mistakes in writing poems and is very comfortable. Zhang Ji couldn't directly refuse Li Shidao's recruitment, so he wrote a song "Ode to Saving Women" for Li Situ:
You know I have a husband and you want to give me a pair of pearls.
I thank you for your love and pin the pearl on my red shirt.
My home is connected with the imperial garden, and my husband is on duty in the palace with a halberd.
Although I know you are sincere to Lang Lang, I have vowed to share my life and death with my husband.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
Literally, this is a sad and beautiful poem, which often quotes the famous sentence "I want to return your tears to your pearls, and I hate not meeting you before I get married" to express my deep affection for others, because time and things can't match, so I can only reluctantly refuse.
At that time, Zhang Ji, the intention of this poem, refused to hire. When Li Shidao saw it, he had to give up and no longer reluctantly.
There are two kinds of feelings in the world that can be called romance. One is to feel sorry for each other, and the other is to forget each other in the Jianghu. What we have to do is to strive for friendship with the people we love most and forget the people we love for the second time.
Maybe it's not that we are not touched, it's not impossible, it's just that there is no fate and we fall in love at the wrong time.
Looking back, when we think of the love that flashed through our lives like meteors, we often blame each other's mistakes on fate. In fact, in the final analysis, fate is such an illusory and abstract concept. What really affects us is often the moment when we meet and fall in love. The communication between men and women is full of uncertainty and hesitation, and a small variable can completely change the direction of choice.
If I had shown up earlier, maybe you wouldn't have tied your fingers with another person; Or meet a little later, until two people slowly learn tolerance, understanding, kindness and compromise in their respective love experiences. Maybe when we come together, we won't give up so easily, turn around willfully and let go of love.
Who did you meet at your best? When you love someone deeply, who is by your side? How much time did love give you, meeting and parting, choosing and regretting?
It's not that I don't care, it's not that I don't regret it, but I don't have time to hug anymore. If you love someone, you can't be together; Love each other but can't meet at the right time; If you love, but you love the wrong time, what choice can you have except to cherish that tear from the heart and walk away silently?
In the wilderness of time, it is a rare fate to meet a lover among thousands of people, neither earlier nor later. More often, we just miss each other constantly, miss the blooming spring, miss the sad autumn of maple leaves, until the sky snows and the years pass. After repeated bitter sighs, we can finally understand that even if we are sincere, even if we are close, even if we are all concerned, our love still needs time to perfect and test. There are too many restrictions and hidden taboos in this world, too many unpredictable changes and involuntary separations. A turn may be missed for a lifetime, and all the struggles and efforts will take many years to fully understand, and may not stand a joke played by fate. God only blinked in the clouds, and all the endings changed completely.
Meeting the right person at the right time is a kind of happiness;
Meeting the wrong person at the right time is a kind of sadness;
Meeting the right person at the wrong time is a sigh;
Meeting the wrong person at the wrong time is a kind of helplessness.