295 Madame is a master of poetry

295 Mrs. Poetry Master

I'd rather be a peace dog than a troubled world. In troubled times, whether it is ordinary people or high-ranking officials and nobles, life is not easy. Let's talk about a particularly famous couple in the Northern Song Dynasty with a little pen and ink. Write about their strange lives in "peace" and "troubled times".

Let's talk about this lady first, when her name is mentioned in the Northern Song Dynasty and even in China, it can be said that there is nothing unclear about "up to eighty-three, down to the hand".

The nickname of the lady mentioned by the author is Li Sanshou. Why is it called Li Sanshou? Because she is particularly good at using the word "thin" when writing words, it can be said that it is a must in the world, and the following three sentences are particularly famous-

Did you know? Did you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Gradually autumn, the snow is clear and thin, and the people are infinitely dependent.

- This person is Li Qingzhao. She experienced the prosperity and decline of the Northern Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao wrote the famous sentence of "thin", but there are more than these three sentences. However, these three sentences are her masterpieces. It is completely comparable to "Zhang Sanying", "Li Sanchou", "Su Santear", "Wang Sanlu", "Ouyang Sanshen" and so on.

"Zhang Sanying" is Zhang Xian, and the good sentence for writing "shadow" is-

The clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows.

Delicate and lazy, the curtain rolls up the shadows.

There is no one in the willow path, and there is no shadow of the fall.

really wrote "shadow" absolutely stunningly. It has always been praised by people, and it can be said that it is unique in the world, and it is from Zhang Xian's "Zhang Sanying" to express respect for a certain lyricist.

"Li Sanchou" is Li Yu, and the good sentence for writing "sorrow" is-

The day and rain are new, and the hundred-foot shrimp must be in the jade hook. ’

Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

It's really more sad than a sorrow. Especially the last sentence, there is nothing that anyone who likes Li Yu's words does not know. The movie with the name of "A River Flows Eastward" is even more popular, and people talk about it.

"Su San's tears" is Su Dongpo, and the best sentence for writing tears is-

Before the flower, I couldn't bear to touch the wine, and I had tears and two tears.

There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.

Looking at it carefully, it is not Yang Hua, it is a little bit of tears.

Writing tears is so well written, it makes people cry when they read it. Su Dongpo is very famous in the world of words, mainly arrogant, but he writes euphemistic words, which is not bad at all, and he writes "tears" at home in the third sentence.

"Wang Sanlu" is Wang Shizhi, who is not well-known in the world of words, but he is the best to write "green"-

Spring horizontal sail green.

Jiangnan green in the dream.

The bride is green with smoke and water.

One green is better than one green. As far as writing green goes, there's really no better than that. Close your eyes and chant carefully, and the green in front of you is a winter chant, and it is also a spring tide.

"Ouyang Sanshen" is Ouyang Xiu, a master in the world of words, and his "deep" character is written in a unique style-

How deep is the courtyard?

Although there is only one sentence, he uses three words "deep" in a row, and he writes "deep" at once, Li Qingzhao is envious, and he borrowed this sentence to fill in a poem.

It was a sunny afternoon, Li Qingzhao sat in front of the window reading a book with nothing to do, and what he read was Ouyang Xiu's words, and he whispered-

The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are not repeated. Yule carved saddle tour smelter, the height of the building does not see Zhangtai Road.

The rain and wind are wild in March twilight, the door is covered at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing.

"It's so well written!" Li Qingzhao put down the book and clapped his hands gently, "It's really wonderful to use three 'deep' words in a row!" How did you come up with it? ”

In terms of writing lyrics, Li Qingzhao is very conceited and has hardly served anyone. Lifting the pen, starting with "the courtyard is a little deeper", I filled in a few songs "Linjiang Immortal", I felt that it was not good, and I tore them up, leaving only one -

The courtyard is deep and deep, and the cloud window fog pavilion is late in spring. For whom is haggard and devastated Fangzi. If you come to sleep at night, it should be a southern branch.

The jade thin sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful, and the Qiang pipe in the south building is blown. Who knows if the fragrance blows. The warm breeze is late, don't go to the apricot blossom fertilizer.

After reading it, I still felt that it was not very good, and I wanted to tear it off again, so my husband Zhao Mingcheng came over, held her hand, and said: "Yi'an, this one is well written, it's a pity to tear it up, keep it!" ”

"Don't lie to me! Can you still see it? Li Qingzhao asked.

"It's not just eye-catching, it's better than Ouyang Gong's!" The husband always thinks that his wife is clever in filling in the words.

"Then keep it." The wife knew that it was not as good as the original, but the husband liked it, and said with a smile: "Mingcheng, you haven't written the words for a long time?!" ”

"Ever since you wrote, 'Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.'" My old friend Lu Defu said, the fifty songs I filled in are not as good as your one, and I will never fill in the lyrics again. ”

"Watch out."

"Yi'an, it's not that I'm careful, it's that you write so well, it's enough for us to have a lyricist. - I'm in charge of making money to support my family, and you're in charge of 'Brilliant Writing'! ”

Li Qingzhao was very satisfied when she heard her husband say this, and she was happy to read again.

"Yi'an, it's a good time, don't stay bored in the house all the time, let's go out for a walk." Zhao Mingcheng proposed.

"yes, I haven't been out in days. Let's go to Daxiangguo Temple for a spin. Li Qingzhao was particularly happy to agree.

Daxiangguo Temple is located in Bianliang City, and the Tang and Song dynasties were the heyday of Xiangguo Temple. Especially in the Northern Song Dynasty, Xiangguo Temple has been repeatedly added and repaired, becoming the largest Buddhist temple in the country, the whole temple covers an area of more than 500 acres, has jurisdiction over 64 Zen temples, law institutes, more than 1,000 monks, its building is brilliant and magnificent, there is "golden and splendid, the clouds are disfigured" said.

Zhao Mingcheng and Li Qingzhao are willing to come here, not to worship the Buddha, because there is a large calligraphy, painting and antique market here, and the main reason for coming here is to "dig treasure". Every time I come, there is always a good harvest. It's just money in your pocket, and you don't run out.

As soon as the husband and wife left the house, Xiaoshan, the scholar of his father Zhao Tingzhi, came to invite Mingcheng over and said that there was something important to discuss. Li Qingzhao was a little disappointed, Mingcheng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to his father.

Zhao Tingzhi said to his son: Your life is very easy, and you can't extricate yourself from the gentle township. I've paved the way for you, and I'll be on your way tomorrow. Be a petty official outside, go through the experience, and prepare for the future ambitions.

Although Zhao Mingcheng was very reluctant, his father's order could not be violated, so he had to agree.

Mingcheng returned to his house and was sullen. Li Qingzhao was not very happy when she learned that her husband was traveling far away, but she couldn't pull her back and silently packed her luggage.

This is the first time they have parted since they got married, and it is difficult to separate, but they are still separated. The two agreed to write at least twice a month. On the day Ming Cheng arrived, he wrote his first letter.

Li Qingzhao received the letter and held it tightly to her chest, as if she was hugging her beloved husband. Before going to bed, he read Mingcheng's letter again before lying down.

When she woke up in the middle of the night, Li Qingzhao got up, picked up her pen, and wrote a reply to her husband. A thousand words come to mind, but I don't know what to write. After thinking about it, I still filled in a poem. With a wave, it was not easy to say a word, and I felt very satisfied, so I fell asleep again.

Zhao Mingcheng looked forward to it every day, and finally received a reply from his wife. Hurriedly opened, there was only one page, and there were only a few lines on the paperβ€”

The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

Zhao Mingcheng was so excited that he couldn't sleep at night. Although the poetry was booming, he didn't dare to fill in the lyrics anymore. I really can't write poems that can match my wife, so I have to sigh with words. picked up the pen, wrote some words of longing, and introduced some miscellaneous things in the officialdom.

Later, this song "A Cut of Plums" was seen by Zhao Mingcheng's friend Lu Defu and gave a higher evaluation, thinking that it was better written than the "people are thinner than yellow flowers".

The author also thinks this is the best lyrical poem written by Li Qingzhao in the early stage, what do you think?

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