Ma Xianglan has a good name.

The orchid of the Xiangjiang River.

Her real name is Ma Shouzhen, the word Xuan'er, the small character Yuejiao, the fourth in the family, so she is also called the fourth mother.

She has a beautiful temperament, can be good at poetry and painting, and is especially good at painting orchid bamboo, so she is known as "Xianglan". Although the appearance is not outstanding, "the posture is like an ordinary person", but "the expression is open, like a spring willow and an early warbler, spit out and look forward to, and skillfully serve people's wishes".

At that time, the area of Qinhuai River, there were many buildings and paintings, and the pink beauties were like clouds, and it was the place of fireworks and willow lanes in Jinling. Ma Xianglan's eyebrows are slender and thin, thin as a willow, although she is not a stunning beauty, she is also white and greasy, and she is graceful. With her only medium appearance, she can stand out on the banks of the Qinhuai River, which is a beauty step by step, mainly because of her elegant temperament and outstanding talent.

In addition to being able to recite poems and paint, she is also good at talking, talking with people, her voice is like a warbler's cry, her demeanor is charming, she is empathetic, knowledgeable from the past and the present, and she can be fascinating.

In this way, she gradually became a celebrity on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and the guests in front of the door were weaving, and most of them were elegant guests with status and culture. Relying on the gifts of the guests, Ma Xianglanmei really saved some money, so she built a small building by the Qinhuai River, which is quiet with flowers and stones, winding corridors, and full of orchids everywhere, named "Youlan Pavilion". Out of the high car horse, into the slave to call the maid, although for the green building woman, but has the general style of a lady.

Ma Xianglan is a righteous and open-minded woman, she spends her money like dirt, her left hand goes back and forth with her right hand, and she is also very generous to others. Sending Zhang Yingli, old friends and new guests, her life looks colorful and lively; However, in the minds of others, she is a fireworks woman who is like duckweed, as a guest, she mostly comes and goes in a hurry, and there are few deep friends, so Ma Xianglan's heart is actually lonely and unspeakable.

In the drizzly and cold late spring afternoon, the courtyard is lonely, flowers fall everywhere, and the guests are nowhere to be seen for a while. Ma Xianglan is alone in the remnants of the courtyard in the spring, and the loneliness that is pressed in the bottom of her heart on weekdays comes up, forming a "butterfly love flower": bursts of residual flowers are red as rain, people are in high-rise buildings, green water is slanting in the twilight, the new Yanying nest guides the old base, Xiangyan cuts the way to come, and Xiao Lang breaks the intestines! March warbler flowers, flirtatious and undisturbed, who speaks silently about this feeling? The dark fragrance wafted to Luo's skirt!

In the midst of prosperity, but the taste of loneliness, accompanied by the bright lights, Ma Xiangchun rarely knows people; It wasn't until she was twenty-four years old that she met a down-and-out genius - Wang Zhideng, a talented man from Cheung Chau.

Legend has it that Wang Zhideng was able to do right at the age of four, was good at writing big characters at the age of six, could recite poems at the age of ten, and was even more talented when he grew up. In the last years of Jiajing, he traveled to Beijing and became a guest of Yuan Wei, a university scholar. Because Yuan Wei offended Xu Jie, the ruling assistant at that time, Wang Zhideng was affected and failed to be reused by the imperial court; After returning to his hometown in Jiangnan in discouragement, he wandered into the flower lane of the restaurant all day long.

Wang Zhideng came to the "Youlan Pavilion" by chance, and during the conversation with Ma Xianglan, he fell in love, and sighed that it was too late to meet each other. As a result, Wang Zhideng often went in and out of the "Youlan Pavilion", cooked wine and talked with Ma Xianglan, and enjoyed the orchid together, which was very pleasant.

One day, Wang Zhideng asked Xianglan for a painting, Xianglan nodded and agreed, and immediately waved his hand to paint a picture of her best leaf orchid for him. This kind of one-leaf orchid is Ma Xianglan's original method of painting orchids, with only a touch of oblique leaves, holding an orchid, which can best reflect the quiet and ethereal charm of the orchid. The painting is also inscribed with a seven-character quatrain:

A leaf of orchid and an arrow flower, who is lonely at the end of the world?

Since it was written in the silver paper, it is not afraid of wind, cold and rain.

The poem describes the loneliness of the orchid, but in fact, Ma Xianglan is pouring out her heart, and in a tentative tone, she vaguely expresses her intention to make a promise with herself.

After painting a leaf orchid, Ma Xianglan was still unfinished, and painted a picture of "Cliff Inverted Orchid" with a wave of ink, and a poem was also inscribed on it:

The cliffs and cliffs spray strange fragrances, and the weeping liquid is empty and the passers-by are busy;

If it weren't for the high position, it would be inevitable that Zhumen would be accompanied by evening makeup.

Because Ma Xianglan is a person in the party, she is most afraid that Wang Zhideng will see her as a water-based poplar and a woman with no true feelings, so she specially made this picture, showing that she is by no means a willow wall flower, but like a lone orchid on the cliff, and an extraordinary husband and woman can see the fragrance.

Wang Zhideng is such a smart person, of course he understands the meaning of Ma Xianglan's poems and paintings, but he has a lot of concerns. He felt that he was thirty-seven years old, still without a position and a position, and his future was uncertain, but his ambition was not extinguished, and he didn't know when he would go to the soup and fight hard, so it would be difficult to bring shelter and happiness to Ma Xianglan.

He knew very well that Xianglan was a sensitive and amorous woman, and he could hurt or even destroy her if he was not careful, so it was better not to make any promises as soon as possible, and it would be easier to date. Therefore, Wang Zhideng deliberately pretended to be incomprehensible about the feelings in the poem, accepted the painting casually, and politely expressed his gratitude.

Ma Xianglan only thought that he was unwilling to accept himself, and secretly felt sad. But she couldn't forget Wang Zhideng, so the two still had a close relationship like good friends, and never talked about marriage again.

Soon after, Zhao Zhigao, a scholar of Kyoto University, recommended Wang Zhideng to participate in the compilation of national history. I was still thinking in my heart: after I have developed in the capital, I will come back to pick up Ma Xianglan and enjoy the happiness of this life.

Ma Xianglan set up a banquet for him in a complicated mood, she was not only sad for Wang Zhideng's parting, but also happy for his pride, mixed with joy and sorrow, I don't know why.

Wang Zhideng slightly revealed some intentions to share prosperity with her in the future, but Ma Xianglan was limited to the hidden injury last time, and did not dare to make the matter clear, but secretly planted hope in her heart.

At the resignation table, Ma Xianglan advised in every possible way, reluctantly, and impromptu gave a poem "Farewell in Zhongchun Road":

The wine and clothes are allowed to follow, what is the reason for the east wind to send the guests sad?

The flying flowers of the creek road are thin and thin, and the weeping willows of Jinting are still clinging;

The sail is far away from the pedestrians, and the heart of the lost couple is late with the sunset;

The eyes are full of streamers, and the spring color of Mojiao is late.

After sending Wang Zhideng away, Ma Xianglan quietly closed the door to thank the guests, in order to wait for Wang Lang's career to return proudly, and he would be with him, and from then on he would leave the Qinglou career of welcoming Zhang and sending Li.

When she was lonely and bored, Ma Xianglan also wanted to borrow wine to kill her sorrows, but she raised her glass but sighed: "Since the king's appearance, I don't raise Qionghu; Wine is a sorrow dissipation, how many hours can it be consumed? "Spring goes to autumn, the cold is getting stronger, and I haven't heard from Wang Lang for a long time, but Ma Xianglan is concerned about his warmth and coldness in the "Youlan Pavilion", chanting a "Autumn Boudoir Song", chatting about feelings:

The hibiscus dew the cold moon slightly, and the little wind is clear and the geese fly;

I heard that the jade gate is thousands of miles, where to send winter clothes in the depths of autumn.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhideng was not surprised to enter Beijing this time, because of the exclusion of a group of literati under Zaifu Xu Jie, although he participated in the compilation of history, he was assigned some miscellaneous things, he swallowed his anger, and his life was very difficult. barely lasted until the end of the year, and saw that there was really no future to speak of, so he simply packed up and returned home.

After Wang Zhideng returned to Jiangnan, he didn't want to face the infatuated Ma Xianglan anymore, so he simply moved his family to Gusu to never want to stay with Ma Xianglan for the rest of his life.

Although the two could not become birds in the same forest, Ma Xianglan was still in love, and when she heard that Wang Zhideng was disappointed, she hurriedly rushed to Gusu to comfort Wang Zhideng.

Maybe it's because the two know each other too well like friends, but they can't get married, after Wang Zhideng settled in Suzhou, Ma Xianglan always went to Gusu to live in Gusu for a few days every once in a while, and talked about Wang Zhideng's heartbeat, but it never developed to the step of getting married.

People who don't know don't understand their special relationship, they only treat them as relatives such as brothers and sisters, and many people mistake Ma Xianglan for the Gusu clan.

The years passed in this light as watery interaction, and more than 30 years passed unconsciously.

In the past 30 years, Ma Xianglan has spent this way except for occasionally going to Gusu as a guest, "always to Xiao Zhu, collecting poems every night, having nothing to do, and looking back to the ship all day long." ”

As she gets older, her face is declining, and there are fewer and fewer guests on the door, and Ma Xianglan is lonely and sad every day, as she remembers in her "Queqiao Immortal":

The deep courtyard is floating, the high-rise buildings are hanging on the moon, the two stars of the road are practicing the contract, and it is difficult for the world to leave the agreement. Empty to the scene, quietly occupy the Lingque, and want to stop the shuttle, meet at this time, but don't want to tell it, Yao Jie's independent eyes groaned, and the thin shadow was blown by the cool breeze.

In this way, Ma Xianglan has paid her life's true love for Wang Zhideng, but she is like a dark orchid, secretly crying and secretly spitting out.

On Wang Zhideng's 70th birthday, Ma Xianglan rushed to Gusu with illness and held a grand birthday banquet for him.

After two months in Gusu, Ma Xianglan returned to Jinling, exhausted, and the oil lamp was about to go out. Not long one afternoon, Ma Xianglan, who had a premonition, carefully bathed and changed her clothes, and then sat in the living room of the "Youlan Pavilion", quietly finishing her fifty-seven-year-old life.

Before she died, she ordered her servants to fill her chair with fragrant orchids.

After his death, Ma Xianglan was buried in his residence, near Bifeng Temple in present-day Bailuzhou Park in Nanjing. She has a "Melantu" that is now in the Tokyo Museum in Japan and is regarded as a treasure by the Japanese.

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