The cuckoo is a very ferocious bird - tell me my name

The cuckoo is a very ferocious bird. You must know that it pushes other birds' eggs down trees and lays its own eggs in other people's nests. Of course, you can also say that it is very wise in life.

The cuckoo is also a bird that often appears in ancient poetry. Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" says: "During the morning and evening, I heard something, the cuckoo crows and the blood ape mourns." Qin Guan's "Treading on the Shasha": "It's worth noting that the lonely house is closed for spring, and the setting sun is setting amid the sound of cuckoos."

Cuckoo also has at least four aliases, one of which is called "Zigui". Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and Longbiao was far away and sent this message": "The poplar flowers have all fallen and Zigui cries, and I heard that the dragon crossed the five streams." Guan Hanqing also wrote, "Zigui cries but does not know how to return. The road is spring and people have not returned."

Everyone can see that a code is used here, which is "Zigui cries blood". This allusion comes from the historian's swan song, the unrhymed Li Sao "Historical Records. The Book of the King of Shu". It refers to the Wangdi in the Spring and Autumn Period, Du Yu (another name of Du Juan), who proclaimed himself the king of Shu. Later, he gave up the throne to Ao Ling. , I went to Xishan to live in seclusion and cultivate immortality. Who would have thought that Ao Ling was unreliable and could not govern the country well, but he did a good job in seizing Du Yu's wife and children.

When Emperor Wang got the news, his heart was burning. He was very worried about the people of Shu, so he hurried to the capital. But when he got to the city, he couldn't get in. The city gate was locked, making it clear that he was not welcome. There was no other way, Emperor Wang had no choice but to return to Xishan, crying day and night, until his tears flowed like a river. Soon after, Du Yu really cried to death, turned into a bird, stood on the roof, and lost his voice while looking at the distant capital. Crying bitterly and often bleeding, this is "Zigui cries blood".

Li Shangyin wrote about this in his poem "Jin Se": "The emperor's spring heart is supported by the cuckoo."

, like "Xiao Xiao Mu Yu Zi Gui Ciao", everyone also knows that this is still talking about late spring and early summer, which is the current season. Moreover, the poems that mention "Zi Gui cries" or "Zi Gui cries blood" also express melancholy and sad moods.

Rhododendron also has another alias, which is slightly less common, called "鶗鴴". Zhang Xian's "Qianqiu Sui" wrote, "Several cries of the cuckoo's crow are heard, and the flowers are resting." It also means that when the cuckoo cries, spring is almost over, and the flowers are about to fall. There is a more famous sentence in the second half of this word: "Heaven is not old, love is hard to break, the heart is like a double mesh, with thousands of knots in it." A romantic novel written by Aunt Qiong Yao is called "The Heart Has Thousands of Knots".

I have always wondered whether my life was not good and I was sad for spring and autumn when I was young. Is it related to the sad image of "cuckoo crying for blood"? Because my name is Dujuan.

But this is not my earliest scientific name.

It’s a long story. In the 1970s, a few months before my mother gave birth to me, she returned to my grandma's house from Shenyang, a large city in Northeast China. Grandma’s home is in a small county in Heilongjiang called Baoqing County, which is very close to Zhenbao Island. My dad didn't come back because he had to go to work.

I contracted childhood pneumonia more than two months after I was born. In those days, penicillin was not rich, and many children were "taken away" by pneumonia. I had a severe fever that day, and a grandmother from my neighbor hugged me very calmly and rushed to the hospital first. When I was registering, the doctor asked: "What is the name of the child?"

My name is I hadn't even decided on a name yet. When my neighbor's grandmother found out that my surname was Du, she was so anxious that she gave me a name: "Cuckoo".

I was very ill at the time and was immediately admitted to the hospital. I was soon diagnosed with pneumonia. It turned out that the little boy who occupied my hospital bed had just left on the day I was admitted to the hospital. It is said that my mother told others that if I died, she would clean it, wrap it up, and take the train back to Shenyang so that my dad could take a look, because he hadn’t seen me yet.

I was quite good at doing things at that time. It is said that as soon as the doctor came, I was willing to watch people smile and flash my big eyes. The doctors and nurses all liked me very much and always wanted to save penicillin for me. Later, my pneumonia was cured and I was discharged from the hospital happily.

Jujuan, little cuckoo and cuckoo have become my nicknames. My mother and father named me "Dan Feng". Needless to say, they were quite romantic back then. When I went to school, a few classmates always called me "Danfeng". My mother thought "Fengfeng" was a bit vulgar, so she wanted to change my name.

So I used the name that my neighbor's grandma casually called me when she took me to the hospital. I just removed the word "cuckoo" and changed it to "cuckoo". I thought it was pretty good, as it was both the name of a flower and a bird. At that time I didn't know about "Zi Gui cries blood".

The cuckoo is a very vicious bird. This is what our director teased me when I first started working more than 20 years ago. I was very ignorant at that time and even made fun of my director.

In the years that followed, when I “exchanged” names with people I met for the first time, when people heard my name, they often said the following two sentences. The first sentence was: “Dujuan, well, this name is easy to remember.” ; The second sentence is, "I also know someone named Du Juan." I usually reply like this: "Yes, yes, there are quite a few people with this name."

Later I learned that there was a supermodel named "Du Juan". Seeing how beautiful she was, I felt that I was not worthy of this name.

Everyone’s name has a story, for sure...