In memory of his beloved wife, Wang Fu, why did the "Jiang" of history touch countless people, old and young?

Jiang remembers the dream he had on the 20th day of the first month.

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

This poem was written by Su Shi when he mourned his dead wife. The first part tells the sadness after losing a lover. The second part is about what I saw in my dream, reuniting with a beautiful woman and seeing my wife dressed up. However, the joy of reunion in my dream has not dissipated, but I have fallen into endless confusion after opening my eyes.

The touching thing about this word lies in its sincere feelings. Readers can feel a strong sadness spreading everywhere. Even if they put down their books, their sadness still lingers and there is nowhere to solve it. We can read the poet's profound friendship and endless love for his wife.

Su Shi and his wife met in the best years. At that time, Su Shi 19 years old and Wang Fu 16 years old. "Love is Oxygen" takes Qi Mei as an example. Unexpectedly, Wang Fu died young at the age of 27. Su Shi wrote all his thoughts about his wife in this poem, which is short but long. I am separated from you forever, and the world has changed for ten years. I don't have to think about you deliberately, because I have never forgotten. Your thin and lonely grave is so far away that I have nowhere to talk to you and no one will listen to me again.

Even if you see me again, I'm afraid you won't recognize me like this. Sadness and missing make me ashamed. When I came back to my hometown in my dream, I found you sitting by the window dressing, just as I remember! I look at you and I miss your lover day and night. A thousand words seem to overflow from my chest, but in the end I can only look at you quietly and can't say a word, so my face is full of tears.

After all, it was a big dream, in which I was only with you for a short moment. When I woke up, I was still alone. Every time I think of you, it hurts. May the bright moon protect you and care about you for me!