God-given marriage is in my arms, and beauty comes from the middle of the month; There is no need to guess in the women's and children's palace. The master helped me understand the meaning of this wed

God-given marriage is in my arms, and beauty comes from the middle of the month; There is no need to guess in the women's and children's palace. The master helped me understand the meaning of this wedding symbol. Reflections on Border Town

Life is moving and the picture is static. Life provides life and pictures provide appreciation.

The rural mountain city is a still picture. It has not changed for thousands of years. People in life are called people in pictures. Their position in society is insignificant. However, people outside the painting are always full of yearning.

Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Garden" in the Tang Dynasty records: When is it? I wonder if there are any Han people, regardless of Wei and Jin Dynasties. In the eyes of others, the lives of these people, no matter in Wei and Jin Dynasties, were suddenly enlightened, with flat and spacious land, houses like dreams, fertile fields, beautiful ponds and bamboos, traffic in different buildings, and chickens and dogs heard about each other.

Shen Congwen also wrote "Taoyuan and Yuanzhou": ... The impression of scholars on Taoyuan has not changed much for thousands of years, so whenever the national strength is weak and accidents happen, many people want to be adherents. This article has increased many people's fantasies and increased many people's drinking capacity. As for the people who live there, no one thinks that they are adherents or immortals, and no one has seen them.

The countryside is really just the talk of frustrated people after drinking or the elegance of idle people. As for the people who live there, no one thinks they are gods and adherents. They live in the so-called Xanadu, bearing the perfection of the picture and the massiness of history. They can't get rid of the picturesque static fate and life. The tragic fate of this potential flow.

In Border Town, the thick, ancient and still scenery of the border town and the picturesque living conditions of the little people in the border town. What about the characters in the painting?

Tea cave, stream, small white tower by the stream, a family under the tower, an old man, a girl and a yellow dog at home. The sun rises, the boat sails by the stream, the sun sets and the boat closes. This life is virtually a painting, like a withered vine and an old tree, like a faint crow, like a small bridge and a flowing family, like a thin horse on an ancient road. This image and taste.

They precipitated great vicissitudes of life, silence and sadness.

As a painting, it has an indelible appreciation value and a strong local flavor. As truth, it is unbearable. Being a person in life is another kind of sadness and helplessness.

Cui Cui's mother died when she was born out of wedlock with an officer, and her father died shortly after her birth. Cui Cui is accompanied by yellow dog, grandfather, ferry, ferry and her mother's vague memory. What I have felt for many years is Linxi Stone, the sky, the sun and the moon, and the river wind.

Cui Cui grew up in windy days, and his skin turned black. Shocked by green mountains and green waters, a pair of eyes are crystal clear. Nature has nurtured and educated her, being naive and lively, and acting like a small animal everywhere. People are really nice, like the weasel on the mountain, never considering cruelty, never worrying, never getting angry ... just like a landscape in the picture. She lives in this eternal picture.

There is no transition between windy and sunny weather, and the town is long and idle. Grandfather and Cui Cui are sitting in the sun on the big stone in front of the door; Or throw a piece of wood into the water from a height, let the yellow dog around jump down from the height of the rock and bring back the title of wood; Or maybe Cui Cui and Huang Gou pricked up their ears to listen to his grandfather talking about war stories in the city many years ago; Or my grandfather and Cui Cui each play a clarinet made of bamboo, greet the bride with a song, and send the girl to her mouth. ...

It is the bride who welcomes the transition. Cui Cui tried to be a ferryman. Standing at the bow of the boat, lazy climbing cable let the boat pass slowly. When the sedan chair is pulled to the shore, Cui Cui will fight on the mountain. After seeing these from a distance, she will turn back to the boat and bring it closer to the shore. Humming alone or picking a wild bouquet to dress up the bride on her head. ...

Calm, ancient and peaceful, natural and simple.

However, Cui Cui is sensitive and fragile, lonely and sad.

If grandpa dies ... the music on the diaojiao building corresponds to this sad mentality. If grandpa dies, will there be any family waiting for her? This is the only way she can see through this photo?

This led to a dark love story in Cui Cui's heart.

The strokes are calm and plain, and the sentences are not brilliant. The sketch can't be lighter. However, the result is still very heavy in the sketch. The secret sadness is that their love disappeared without beginning.

Cui Cui was silent. She just wanted to cry, but there was no reason to cry. Grandfather asked again, and then led the topic to Cui Cui's dead mother ... The old man talked for a while and was silent. ...

It turns out that matchmakers are for elders. But it was her parents who sang for her in the bamboo forest on the high bank of Duixi. Parents should be larks, and parents have the character of poets. Cui Cui prefers his parents to his elders.

Words are always swimming for a water mill or a ferry, and they continue in grandpa's repeated inquiries on the ferry.

My parents like Cui Cui and Cui Cui. He sang 17 night songs for her in Bixi block. He decided that he was destined to be a punter.

Cui Cui felt that life was too ordinary, and he felt a little thin and desolate, and wanted to climb up with new personnel. ...

Cui Cui dreamed that he was floated by a person's song in his dream and picked a handful of Saxifraga on the cliff.

The first matchmaker was an old man, but the old man died. Cui Cui was accused of something she didn't know. Due to family resistance, parents abandoned Cui Cui and went to Taoyuan. Cui Cui's love was shattered. Grandpa died, and she still took the yellow dog to take the ferry.

The whole thing is just in a calm and vicissitudes picture. It gives people unbearable sadness and unbearable weight.

How many people outside the painting are not interested in this kind of sketch? Don't imagine it as heaven? But how many people have really been to the life described in the article?

Life is not a painting. Life needs to flow.

In winter, the built white tower was restored. However, the young man who sang under the moon and made Cui Cui's soul float gently in his sleep never returned to the cave.

Desolate and simple, sadness is over.

All thoughts are floating, all mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon are quiet and condensed in the painting.

Precipitate its heavy background: Xanadu or small mountain city?

This small mountain city is a paradise, but that kind of life is not imaginary.

People in Wei and Jin Dynasties never knew that they were immortals or adherents.

Reflections on A Dream of Red Mansions

After reading the red chamber, my heart is sour. I don't know why. It seems that there is a little bit of each kind, whether it is for the ruin of the second mansion in Rongning, the fragrance of Pink Lady, or the reputation of speculators. But I always feel that it is not all. From a man's point of view, I was suddenly enlightened. This is jealousy. I envy Baoyu in the dark. It's really embarrassing to say, but several men have seen a wan ku.

Speaking of it, there are countless love stories in a dream of red mansions. The first thing to push is Baodai's infatuation with red powder. In a dream of red mansions, the love between these two people is the purest. From childhood, childhood, to falling in love when you grow up. Zuo Zhuan is simply a logical conclusion, which makes readers feel that another love story has been born in the world. Its appearance is so natural that few people doubt it. There is no stain. But untimely love is synonymous with pain. Daiyu's unique rebellious and withdrawn character and disdain for the secular make her stand out from the crowd everywhere. She read the romance of the West Chamber before spending time, without any taboo. I don't like rhetoric, and I will do what I say; Advocating the truth, indifferent to fame and fortune ... all these make her like a lotus, always clinging to her purity, purity and cleanliness, as clear as jasper. Looking at her from the perspective of an ordinary person, what I appreciate most is Dai Yu's poetic and delicate wit. Dai Yu often opposes her sisters drinking, enjoying flowers and reciting poems. She is always very talented and artistic. Or the desolation of plants and the return of wild geese to the south, the tenderness of flowers can solve the affair of language; All these reflect her elegance and refinement as a poet. What makes people sigh most is that Daiyu is sentimental and unlucky. Daiyu's life is doomed to be lonely and helpless, and her character is doomed to be lonely and sad. Even though people come and go in the Grand View Garden, there is no relative she can rely on, no confidant she can confide in, and only the romantic and affectionate Baoyu makes her secretly promise, but she is always worried about being swayed by considerations of gain and loss. So she was helpless. Where there is a fragrant hill, it is sad that "the fragrant nest has been built in March, and the swallow nest between the beams is heartless", and it is sad that "flowers are flying all over the sky, and the red fragrance is pitiless", and finally it ends in a sad ending of "a wisp of fragrant soul scattered with the wind and never dreamed at night".

It is not so much Lin Daiyu's position in Jiafu and her own cowardice that caused the tragedy, but rather that the love between Baoyu and Daiyu was ruthlessly killed in the feudal society headed by Yuan Chun. If a dream of red mansions is really a description of Cao Xueqin's personal experience, then I can feel the pain of a man losing his beloved. The fire of hell burns around me and makes my mind stagnate. This is not the pain of flesh and blood, but the love of blood.

What's more, it is the love tragedy of Xue Baochai. It is still so sad to see Daiyu's tragic death. But after reading it, when I heard Zhen talking about "Gui Lan", I couldn't help feeling sad. People like Li Wan and Xue Baochai will be buried in this cold garden all their lives, facing a man who doesn't love himself at all, regardless of his good or bad marriage and what she really needs. It's grandma Bao's throne. But I can't help asking, are there really lonely women in the world? I always thought she was a cold and selfish person. But now, I can't help feeling sorry for her. Actually, if you think about it carefully, her tragedy may be more tragic than Lin Daiyu's. What she needs most is not the irrigation of love, but freedom Xue Baochai's family is rich and she has read many poems since she was a child. She received a very comprehensive and orthodox education. General Jia praised her as "quiet and generous". Yes, this is the way she was educated since childhood, and it is also the virtue that ancient women should have. Even sadness and joy should not be shaped by color, otherwise it is "disrespect." Throughout the book, her behavior almost never goes beyond these constraints. Only once did Baoyu compare her to Yang Fei, which made her very angry. But this is just a cold irony of the past. In fact, she is the most sad person. She has been influenced by other people's opinions and education all her life. She never knows what she wants, and she is unhappy and unhappy. She just follows the path of nature. She has never been loved wholeheartedly, and she dare not pursue love bravely. No one really cares about her. And she thinks the world is like this. She thinks there are problems between husband and wife.

In fact, what she did was not a free choice. She is just a typical submissive. She is smart and talented, but she was educated that it is useless for women to study. Xiangling and Xiangyun talked about poetry. She said, "A girl's family talks about serious things with poetry, so that learned people can listen to it and laugh at her for not keeping her duties." She is also familiar with drama and traditional Chinese opera, but she thinks that these obscene words and clever sentences can't be known to dignified ladies, so she gently criticized Baoqin's poems. She wants to have a better life like anyone else, but when her mother married Baoyu for the power of the Jia family, she had to accept it with tears because her mother told her that she had promised. Until Baoyu finally became a monk, her tragedy reached a climax. Even so, she still can't let her nature do it. Lady Wang said, "Baochai cried, but he didn't leave at all, but he advised me." Think of Baochai, such a character and so young. At this moment, I thought about how my life would end. Her pain is not actually under the burning manuscript of Daiyu! But she can only restrain herself. This is her "respect"!

Compared with Lin, her life may be more miserable. Lin at least pursued his own happiness and got a sincere feeling. Finally, when she died, she got rid of all the pain. However, Baochai is "ignorant" all her life. According to her personality, she can only let life cut her life bit by bit! "It's a pity to stop, but it's a pity to boast of talents." The jade belt hangs on the forest, and the golden hairpin buries the snow "is destined to be one of the major tragedies of the Red Chamber. For her life, the author Cao Xueqin should also regret it!

Then there are Miaoyu, Qingwen and so on. Miaoyu claims to be an outsider, but in her youth, it is difficult to avoid the world of mortals, be heartless and lead a totally clean life. On Baoyu's birthday, she will send pink stationery, which reads "Miaoyu, an outsider at the threshold, may the future be bright", and Baoyu is entrusted by Xiuyan to reply that "inside the threshold" also contains some affection. It's a pity that Baoyu respects Miaoyu, even if he is affectionate. Occasionally, he will take this as a sin to avoid desecrating the beautiful girl who is holy and noble. This is Miaoyu's sorrow. ...

"The moon is hard to meet, the clouds are easy to disperse, and the heart is higher than the sky. As a base, I like romance and intelligence, and I hate it. Life and death are mostly due to slander, and I love my son. " My personal opinion is whether Qingwen really doesn't love Baoyu. She likes it. Look, she always quarrels with her attackers. Although this is largely because she doesn't like the attacker, there is no jealousy between them. She smiled when she didn't see Musk taking two clothes from her wife, but after several times, she rushed to give something, saying that she wanted to "show it off". Baoyu combs Musk Moon's hair, and Musk Moon hides at the door to eavesdrop. In fact, she has been paying attention to this Baoyu and the girls who are close to Baoyu, such as Xiaohong and Baoyu, who were rudely interrupted by her. She once smiled and said, "There is nothing I don't know" because she was always there. But Qingwen is a slave with bones. She doesn't want to love someone humbly. She always wants to be an equal with Baoyu. She can't love someone as lowly as xiren. She has her own characteristics, a bit like a savage girlfriend, beautiful but not gentle. Xiren once laughed at Baoyu, "I can't live without her hard words every day." It can be seen that Qingwen's means of playing hard to get is still useful. In the environment of the Grand View Garden, there is always no place to live. To tell you the truth, I like the role of Qingwen very much. I don't like her because the attraction of love is not a person, but a person. I'm thinking, should I find a Qingwen like this when choosing a spouse? Hehe, I'm thinking about it ...

As for the relationship between Xiangyun and Baoyu, I am at a loss. Speaking of it, Shi Xiangyun is Zhou's favorite. I think it's because Xiangyun has both the talent of Daiyu and the generosity of Baochai! "What is the parental aggression between wealth and infancy? Chu Yunfei lost the Xiangjiang River. "What is the end of Xiangyun? Mr. Qin Xue didn't finish it. " The clouds disappeared in the Tang Dynasty, and the Xiangjiang River withered. "On Monday, Xiangyun finally married Baoyu because of the wonderful jade of Kirin. On Monday, Xiang Yun's husband Wei died and Xiang Yun was ruined. The relationship between Baoyu and Xiangyun is very subtle. I am an ordinary person.

Throughout the Dream of Red Mansions, this stone has a lot of rouge flavor. Love has a thousand beginnings, but only two endings. The beauty of Cao Xueqin is that there are 1000 kinds of love beginnings, and the endings are all Xian Yi, young and old. To tell you the truth, I really gloat. But on the other hand, it is a tragedy. I have carefully read some famous Chinese and foreign literature. Almost without exception, they are all tragedies. From quasimodo to Baoyu, from suicide stone to Ah Q, even Jack and Ruth in Titanic today are tragic figures. The triumph of justice over evil is only in comics, and no hymn of any generation has been handed down. In particular, China's Water Margin, the Three Kingdoms and the Red Mansion all followed a difficult start, then rose strongly, and then slowly but surely. The principle of plunging to the end. This is strikingly similar to the general product development law described in the MBA course. There is no banquet that never ends, and the law of life seems to be closely related to it. When a civilization leaps to its peak, it will inevitably decline. Indeed, according to the current environmental development, mankind will eventually have an end. Is this the eternal theorem of the universe? Is this a new model after Plato's "spiritual model or abstract model of things must be determined"? Therefore, diamonds are eternal, and eternal love is a real castle in the air, out of reach, and after gloating, it is left to repent alone. Hehe, the old teacher once said that life is an accidental accumulation. What we pursue is not necessarily what we can do.

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