Love poems about numbers

Shortly after Zhuo Wenjun married her husband Sima Xiangru, Sima Xiangru went to Kyoto for several years and never came back. She wrote this love poem with tears in her eyes when she received a short message of 13 from her husband with only "1,234,567,891 million".

After saying goodbye.

Two places hang together.

Let's say March and April.

Who knows five or six years?

The lyre is unintentional.

Eight-line script letters can't be passed down.

Nine-ring chain breaks from it.

Shiliting is anxious to see.

contention of a hundred schools of thought

Thousands of lines of thinking

Desperate to blame lang

A thousand words can't be said.

Boring and boring

Climbing to see lonely geese on Double Ninth Festival

The Mid-Autumn Festival in August is not round.

In July and a half, burn incense and hold candles to ask heaven.

In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart.

Pomegranate is like fire in May, and cold rain falls to water the flowers.

April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in front of the mirror.

In a hurry, the peach blossoms turn with the water in March.

After falling again and again, the kite string was broken in February.

alas

Nirvana in Fire

I hope you will become a woman and I will become a man in the next life.

The story of Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru:

It is said that Sima Xiangru, a writer of the Western Han Dynasty, and Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman of the Han Dynasty, went to Lin Qiong and opened a small hotel to make ends meet.

Later, Zhuo Wangsun could not bear his daughter's suffering, so he sponsored many property fields, and the two of them lived a rich life. A few years later, Sima Xiangru's articles were appreciated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and he became a corps commander and achieved great success. During his tenure in Beijing, he gradually snubbed Zhuo Wenjun, and later wrote a letter to Zhuo Wenjun in Lin Qiong.

Zhuo Wenjun opened the letter and found a line of numbers written on it: 1,234,567,891 million. A pair is all a number, but only a lack of "100 million" means "unintentional".

Zhuo Wenjun was heartbroken after reading it, so he wrote a love poem back. In this love poem by Zhuo Wenjun, there is still a lack of a beginning and a ending of 10,000. Xiaque starts with ten thousand and ends with one. He expressed his love and yearning for Sima Xiangru with his talent of making the gods cry. Sima Xiangru was very ashamed after reading it, so he went to see Zhuo Wenjun in person.

The most talented love poem in history: Zhuo Wenjun's digital love poem

The famous saying of the ages, "I wish to have one heart and never leave." It's from "Bai Tou Yin" by Zhuo Wenjun, a talented woman in the Western Han Dynasty.

Zhuo Wenjun, a native of Lin Qiong (now Qionglai, Sichuan) in the Western Han Dynasty, was one of the "four talented women in ancient China". She is the daughter of Lin Qiongfu, Shang Zhuo, Wang Sun. She is beautiful, good at poetry and playing the piano. Her love story with Sima Xiangru, a poet of the Western Han Dynasty, has been passed down to this day.

One day, Sima Xiangru and Lin Qiong ordered Ji Wang to go to Zhuo Wangsun's house for dinner. When the wine was hot, they played "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix":

"Feng Feng returned to her hometown and traveled all over the world, demanding her death. There is a beautiful girl in this hall, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines. Why should I be a mandarin duck? "

Sima Xiangru described herself as a phoenix instead of Zhuo Wenjun, expressing her love for Zhuo Wenjun. This made Zhuo Wenjun, who had been longing for Sima Xiangru's talent for a long time, fall in love at first sight. Their love was strongly blocked by Zhuo Wangsun. With extraordinary courage, Zhuo Wenjun resolutely fled Zhuofu in the dark night and eloped with his beloved. Sima Xiangru was born in a poor family and soon returned to Lin Qiong with Zhuo Wenjun. Zhuo Wenjun sells wine, and Sima Xiangru washes all kinds of utensils in the market in oxnose pants. Life is hard, but their feelings are getting deeper and deeper.

Later, Sima Xiangru's Zi Xufu was appreciated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and he was named Langguan, proud of the spring breeze, and wanted to marry a Maoling woman as his concubine. Therefore, Zhuo Wenjun wrote Xiang Ru a poem entitled "White-headed Poem": "White as snow on the mountain, bright as the moon between clouds. I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up. I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning. When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl. I hope to win a heart and never leave each other. The bamboo pole is curled and the fish tail is twisted. A man's heart is heavy, why use a money knife? "

The days when we were in trouble and loved deeply have long been forgotten. Where does he remember a wife who misses her husband day and night thousands of miles away? Finally, one day, Sima Xiangru wrote his wife a letter with the word 13: "one two three four five six seven eight nine is 100 million." Clever Zhuo Wenjun burst into tears after reading it. There is only one "100 million" missing from a row of figures. There is no "100 million", isn't it that my husband hinted that he had no intention? She quiet inside, with a very sad mood, she wrote a poem "Lang hatred poem":

"After a farewell, both places are hung. Let's say March or April, who knows five or six years. The lyre has no intention of playing, and the eight-part essay cannot be passed down. The nine-ring chain has never been interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion is in urgent need. I can't understand it, I can't understand it, so I have no choice but to blame Lang. I'm tired of having a thousand words to say. Nine times to see the lonely geese, the Mid-Autumn Festival in August is not round. In July and a half, burn incense and ask the sky. In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart. Pomegranate is like water in May, but it is watered by cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, and I want to be confused in the mirror. Peach blossoms follow the water in March, and kites break strings in February. Hey, Lang Lang, I really hope to be a woman's man in my next life. "

Zhuo Wenjun ingeniously embedded the poem with the numbers "1" to "10000", as if crying, complaining and longing. His feelings were so touching that he finally touched his beloved husband. Sima Xiangru couldn't help marveling at his wife's brilliance, recalling the love of husband and wife in the past, and feeling extremely ashamed. He immediately took Zhuo Wenjun to Chang 'an with a high-powered horse.

Later generations have a Tibetan poem "Wangjiangge" reciting this matter: "When a woman is gorgeous as a flower, don't remember that her heart is boundless. I'm sorry I didn't go home tonight. " The first four words of this poem are linked together to be honest.