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What is Sun Yunfeng's love like?

During the Qianlong period of Qing Dynasty, there was a great poet Yuan Mei in the south of the Yangtze River. Elegant temperament, unique way, taught a large number of female disciples, of which 13 are outstanding, all of them are famous talented women. Among the thirteen female disciples in Yuanmen, three are from the same family, namely, the three sisters in Sun Shi.

Sun Shi's three sisters, who were born in an official family, are not only outstanding in talent, but also more beautiful each time, which can be said to be an instant hit among the famous ladies in Hang Cheng. The three sisters are elder sister Yunfeng, second sister Yunhe, and third sister Peng Yun in turn, with an age difference of three years. Since childhood, they have all been clever, and they have all become excellent roles in learning poetry under Yuan Mei. The best of the three sisters is sister Yunfeng. She is not only better than the three in beauty and talent, but also the first of the three. Whenever there is a poetry party for her best friend, she takes her two sisters to attend. If the Sun family has a party, she will host it. Therefore, among the three sisters, she is the most eye-catching and is called "eyebrow sweeper".

Sun Yunfeng is very precocious. When she was nine years old, a guest who liked to sing different poems came to her house. Seeing Xiao Yunfeng's cuteness, she took her little hand and said, "Turn off the pigeon". It was because of the excitement of the guests that they casually walked out. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunfeng solemnly replied: "Brave and brave." The guests were very surprised. I didn't expect her to be so witty at an early age. She praised Xiao Yunfeng for her kindness and immediately said that she would be accepted as an apprentice in the future. This guest is the famous poet Yuan Mei. Soon after, he resigned and went home, living in seclusion in the garden. Sun Yunfeng and his two sisters really became his first female disciple.

In the girlhood of sisters, Sun, the father of a wandering official, visited many places. Near the north and south of the river, as far away as Sichuan and Yunnan, they have left their fragrant footprints. This not only enriches their experiences, but also broadens their poems. They also spread their poems all over the world. Every time they check in, there will be an upsurge of studying poetry in boudoir.

Along the way, Sun Yunfeng carefully observed the scenery along the way, savored his inner feelings, and wrote many travel poems with mixed scenes. Such as "Xiaoxing" poem:

The waning moon frost bell, horseshoe yellow leaf road;

No one is seen at sunrise, and the sound of the stream separates the smoke trees.

In the misty world of morning, only a path covered with fallen leaves stretches in front of us, and several bells and crisp and monotonous hooves come from the distant horizon, knocking out a distant and quiet artistic conception for pedestrians. In just 20 words, the traveler's trip is described incisively and vividly.

Leaving the beautiful south of the Yangtze River and going west to the strange land of Shu is somewhat sad and novel. She is used to migration, not as indecisive and nostalgic as a woman in a boudoir, but after all, she is far away in a foreign land and can be without a trace of confusion. This complex mentality is fully revealed in her poem Journey:

In spring, the geese on the river know that I am still driving on the wrong road;

Grass is extremely fan, and white clouds are not countryside.

Betty City is near the water, and small families in the county live in the mountains.

It is said that there are many stone paths in the west, and I am glad that there is no dust.

After a long walk outside, the Sun family moved back to Hangzhou. At this time, Sun Yunfeng had passed the age of drinking tea and was not married. In Hangzhou, there are many famous ladies and talented women, and Sun is unwilling to be lonely. He has presided over many boudoir poems. On weekdays, the girls locked in the quiet boudoir gather on the original boat in the West Lake, enjoying tea and poetry, enjoying the scenery, laughing and playing, and enjoying the rare freedom and indulgence. It is an activity that boudoir ladies are keen on.

Sun Yunfeng's fame soon spread in Hangzhou. Many elegant sons often seize the opportunity of girlfriends gathering, hire boats to follow the girls' paintings, and strive to see Sun Yunfeng's gorgeous appearance and dignified and generous charm. Many matchmakers proposed to Sun Jiasi. Sun Jiasi should be open-minded and respect her daughter's opinion in marriage matters. Sun Yunfeng has a different view. She thinks that most of these rich children who propose marriage are from outer space, which is not to their liking. She is bent on marrying a man with both talent and beauty. In the fifty-fifth year of Qianlong, Yuan Mei returned to Hangzhou to visit the grave. After hearing the news, Sun Yunfeng invited all the female disciples in Yuanmen, Hangzhou, to hold a banquet to see the teacher off in the stormy West Lake Pavilion. Dozens of celebrities gathered together, bright iron and bright powder. Everyone drank wine, presented poems and swore in Yan language, which really envied tourists. It happened that seven or eight male disciples of Yuanmei just came here to visit the lake. At that time, everyone invited them upstairs to have a big meal together, which temporarily broke the rule that "men and women give and receive without kissing".

Sitting next to Sun Yunfeng is a handsome son with an embroidered hat. Judging from his free and easy and cold eyes, he must be a senior official. He was very attentive to Sun Yunfeng, pouring wine for her, introducing dishes, and his words were full of warm care. During the conversation, I learned that his name is Cheng, and he is indeed an official's child.

The wind in Sun Yun blows to deny people. Even if Cheng Gongzi does everything possible to be nice, she will not be tempted, just simply deal with it. Cheng Gongzi seems to have seen her thoughts. When people were as drunk as a fiddler and rushed to exchange poems, he pretended to inadvertently pull out a frame of poems from his sleeve and quietly pushed it to Sun Yunfeng, saying, "I hope you can teach me." Sun Yunfeng saw that it was a poem with clear handwriting, so he picked it up with great interest and read it. That's a poem "Yong Liu":

White as light cream and soft as cotton, the east wind is the most pitiful;

It is better to add peach blossom water and turn it into duckweed and round.

Although it is an ordinary small scene, the words are also plain, but a kind of Ming Che's free and easy interest comes to life on the paper, which has the charm of Yuan Men's "spiritual school" and can be regarded as a good poem. Sun Yunfeng praised the poem and was moved by Cheng Gongzi. I can't believe this man has a beautiful appearance and talent, which is rare among your sons!

A few days later, Sun Yunfeng sat alone in the boudoir, looking for poetry. Suddenly, my best friend came to visit, and she was delighted to welcome her into the house and sit down. My best friend said mysteriously, "I'm here on duty. Someone asked me to send a poem to Miss Sun." Say and carefully took out a poem and handed it to YunFeng. This is an ordinary stationery. Look at the handwriting carefully, and it is exactly the same as the poem written by Cheng in the stormy building that day. Sun Yunfeng is well aware of this. "Do you know who commissioned it?" Best friends ask questions on purpose. "Son of Shancheng?" Sun Yunfeng answered honestly so as not to cause more jokes. Best friend nodded, Sun Yunfeng this just bowed their heads and read poetry:

Sitting in the cold and cheerless, thinking quietly, the residual lights are all awake;

There is no shadow of falling flowers on the screen window, only the bell reaches the pillow.

That poem seems to be just a light complaint about leisure, but it was specially given to the girl by the central people, which has a special purpose. Clever Sun Yunfeng certainly understood the mystery.

"Is the poem well written?" My best friend is watching this sport. Seeing Sun Yunfeng's silence on this poem, she guessed her thoughts. Then she explained, "This Cheng Gongzi is a good friend of my second brother, and the poem was transferred to me through my second brother. He also said that he would transfer it to you as soon as possible." My best friend talked about the benefits of Cheng Gongzi (sold from her second brother) and got up and left.

After his best friend left, Sun Yunfeng always felt a sense of loss. Three days later, the matchmaker invited by the Cheng family came to Sun's house to propose marriage, and Sun's father asked Yunfeng for advice as usual. This time, she was shy and acquiesced.

This is a perfect match, a pair of beautiful women. The marriage with Cheng is progressing very smoothly. In the season of cinnamon fragrance, Sun Yunfeng was welcomed into Chengfu on camera.

After worshipping heaven and earth, I sent my relatives and friends away. Only the bride and groom are left in the bridal chamber, and their hearts are as sweet as honey. The bride Sun Yunfeng is a talented woman. When the groom lifted her veil and was eager to hold her in his arms, she suddenly reached out and stopped her. She said in a good tone, "Cheng Lang need not be too impatient. I have a small request. "

"What does this lady want?" YunFeng innocent expression steady cheng, he stopped and asked concerned.

"Since we met poetry, why not add poetry to our wedding night and learn from Su Xiaomei, a talented woman of that year?"

"Poetry?" Cheng was a little flustered, but since the bride brought it up, he couldn't turn it away, so he had to answer, "Then please ask your wife to ask me a question!" "

Sun Yunfeng pondered for a while, then said slowly, "Tonight's wedding is full of flowers, and the future life will be like flowers. Why not sing two songs each with the theme of four seasons blooming? " ! Cheng Lang can choose two seasons first. "

"My wife is high first, so I will let the next autumn and winter." Cheng also wanted to show some comity and gave the previous spring and summer seasons to Yunfeng.

So he started making wine, while Sun Yunfeng was still sitting on the bed, thinking. Cheng paced up and down the room, thinking hard.

After a while, Sun Yunfeng said happily, "Yes!" Cheng stopped to see her, and she sang a song "Ink Peony" in spring and a song "Lotus" in summer:

Mo Mudan

Fold a branch at the edge of the white jade fence, it will rain in spring and cold days;

There are Tsinghua species in the world, but I'm afraid there is no rouge.

lotus

The window faces the distant mountains and waters, and the red dress falls in early autumn;

The west wind awakens the dream of idle gulls, and the night rain in the fragrant cold silver pool is thin.

"What a wonderful poem!" As soon as the words sound just fell, Cheng rushed up, put his arm around her, and his lips rained down on her pink cheek. Yunfeng struggled out of the heat of his heart and ears and said, "You haven't finished writing your poem yet!" Cheng held her tighter, tugged at her skirt and said vaguely, "I'm lost in your mind tonight, so I can't write a poem!" " Good lady, give me a break I will write a poem tomorrow. Tonight, I want to do something that lasts for a hundred years first! "YunFeng rubbed by him confused, can't force, and went to bed.

The next afternoon, when the young couple were relaxing in the flower pavilion in the yard, Sun Yunfeng mentioned two poems about flowers in four seasons. Cheng is a little embarrassed. He stared at Yunfeng and said, "Newly married, my heart is full of you. Where is poetry?" His sweet words made Yunfeng unable to persist.

The sweet days passed quickly day by day, and a month passed. Whenever poetry is mentioned, Cheng always prevaricates. Sun Yunfeng couldn't help wondering. One day, while leafing through books in Cheng's study, I came across a small dowry, which obviously belonged to the boudoir. How did he get to the study? Strangely, she opened it and found a pile of poems. This poem is written in plain flowers, and the handwriting on it is familiar. I think it's exactly the same as the two poems that Cheng gave himself at the beginning. Why did Cheng Lang hide all his poems here? Yunfeng can't think of a reason. Looking through those poems, she found that the capital was elegant and moving, but the content always felt a little pink, much like it was written by a disgruntled woman in central Fujian. Turning it over, I found two letters among them. Yunfeng couldn't help but watch it and was surprised. A heart immersed in the joy of the wedding suddenly fell into the ice room. It turned out that this letter was written to Cheng by a prostitute named. As can be seen from the description in the letter, she has deep feelings with Cheng. Cheng also promised to be redeemed for her and marry her, but later, due to the opposition of Cheng's parents, Cheng did not hesitate to sever the relationship between the two and seek new love again. These poems are addressed to Cheng. She gave them all to him, as if to arouse his old feelings, but all in vain. Cheng accepted these things with confidence and turned around. With two of the poems, he was lucky enough to beat countless opponents and marry a talented woman.

Cheng Lang turned out to be a fickle lover! Cheng Lang turned out to be a liar. He stole other people's poems to cheat his feelings! Cheng Lang turned out to be a rude man! Sun Yunfeng couldn't believe the facts in front of him. Once again, he was linked to those two poems about flowers blooming in four seasons. Sun Yunfeng had to believe that all this was true.

As soon as Cheng came back from visiting friends and relatives, he threw the dowry full of poems in front of him rudely, turned pale with anger and couldn't say a word of blame. Cheng soon realized that his secret had been spied out by his wife. At first, he was ashamed and speechless. Slowly, he calmed down and smiled brazenly and said, "I will tell you all this sooner or later, so why are you so angry?"

"You liar!" Sun Yunfeng finally suppressed a word.

"Where can you say? Just to get you! " Cheng is playful raillery.

For several days, Sun Yunfeng ignored her husband, but what was done was his own choice, and he had to swallow it secretly.

At first, Cheng still coaxed his wife. When he saw that his wife refused to be tempted, he simply put on an indifferent look and restored the face of the former playboy. Because his wife looked down on his savagery, he didn't take his wife's talent seriously. He thinks that he goes all out to pursue Sun Yunfeng, not because he appreciates her poems, but just because he wants to be ahead of many suitors. Now that the goal has been achieved, Sun Yunfeng is not so valuable in his eyes. Even if she is beautiful, there are many beautiful and affectionate women in the brothel, so why beg her? From then on, Cheng often eats, drinks, has sex outside and does whatever he wants. Sun Yunfeng has no intention of controlling him, nor can he control him.

After entering Cheng Jia's home, I only spent a sweet month, then sank into the boundless sea of suffering, and lived alone most of the time. Cheng sometimes comes back drunk, either asleep or sarcastic, and then dares to beat and scold.

By mistake, Sun Yunfeng didn't know how to get rid of the pain, so he had to come and accept it, chat with the poem and place his heart on it. When I think of the warmth of the past, I am proud of my spring breeze and admired by everyone. Because my marriage took a wrong step, my life has reached the point of disaster. Spring flowers and autumn moon are all worries. Since then, her poems, like her mood, are full of sadness and melancholy. When autumn climbs high, what she feels is:

Zhu Qingsha's white sails are far away, and the cloud Leng Jiang is empty;

People are sad, people are getting old, and teenagers must cherish water and never return.

Life is like water, it will never return to the east, so cherish it at any time. Once you make a wrong move, it's hard to turn back. Sun Yunfeng's poem, as the most admired by Yuan Mei, is Song of the Building, which sings the mourning and glory of Li, a famous prostitute in Qinhuai, from a historical perspective and shows her temperament in the narrative.