The Story Behind Poetry (4): Yu

The breeze opened the short wardrobe.

There was a Huangfu Mei in the late Tang Dynasty who loved to write legendary novels. She thought this poem was a beautiful sentence in Yu's poems, so she copied it and handed it down. Literally, the moon shines on the dark crack, and the cool wind blows off her coat.

I like poetry, but I dare not write it. I have always thought that poetry is a jumping spirit. Only those who have a deep knowledge of writing and are good at free thinking can succeed. But during this time, literary friends repeatedly saw poems in newspapers and periodicals, which made my heart itch and began to pay attention to poems. This time, I fell in and never wanted to pull it out again.

Today I want to talk about Yu's story.

If "everyone is equal" is the slogan, that is the goal to be pursued. In fact, it means that everyone is unequal. Not to mention that in ancient times, women were simply vassals of men. Not only do they have no social status, but they can't even control their own destiny.

Yu's father is a down and out scholar. After he died of illness, his mother and daughter stayed behind and had no life, so his mother had to help some brothels do laundry to make a living.

Then came a bohemian article.

Wen is a poet with quick thinking and proficient in temperament. But he likes to ridicule powerful people, makes many taboos and has a rough life. Wen Tingyun is a good wine, especially ugly, but very romantic. He is a standard prodigal son who likes to hang out in brothels, so he knows Yu.

Yu's father read a lot of poetry books, but achieved nothing, so he had to pass everything on to his only daughter, so Yu was able to write poetry at the age of seven. At the age of eleven or twelve, her works were known by most people and were known as poetic teenagers.

One day, Wen came home, because he saw willows dancing by the river on the road, so he wrote down three words of willows by the river and asked him to write a poem on these three words. I thought for a while, and then I wrote it out: the green is even on the barren shore, and the smoke is far from the building. Shadows spread on the autumn surface, and flowers fall to catch people's heads. The roots hide the fish hole, and the branches are low. On a stormy night, nightmares added to sadness.

Wen Ting Yun was surprised. He read this poem repeatedly and found it perfect in poetry and artistic conception. From then on, Wen Tingyun accepted her as an apprentice, taught her to write poems, and took care of their mother and daughter's life by the way.

When he was nearly 60 years old, Wen got a chance to become an inspector, an official who couldn't be younger. He has left Chang 'an for other places.

Too many times, only when you lose it, do you remember to cherish it. When Wen left, Yu felt that he was missing something, and his heart was empty. Knowing that he fell in love with his teacher Wen, he continued to write books and express his feelings.

Although Wen is very romantic, he still sticks to the boundaries between teachers and students. How to refuse Yu? He thought for a long time and decided to introduce Lucy li, a young genius, to her as a husband.

I understand Wen Tingyun's mind, and he refuses to accept himself. He also pushed it to others. Suddenly, he was so desperate that he was willing to marry Lucy li as his concubine. Fortunately, Lucy li was very kind to her after marriage, and they had a sweet time.

But good times are always short-lived. When Lucy li's wife arrived in Chang 'an, she learned that he had a concubine. First, she hit him, and then she kicked him out of the house. His wife, Pei's family, is very strong, but weak and so helpless. She sent Yu to a Taoist temple and said that she would pick her up in three years. So she became a Taoist, and "mystery" was her name.

I didn't expect the three-year wait to be empty. I learned from others that I had left Beijing with her, and she was mercilessly abandoned!

Since then, our temperament has changed a lot. She has both talent and beauty. Over the years, there have been many suitors. She began to play games on earth, and even boldly posted a notice in Xi 'an that "I have more poems to teach", which attracted many romantic people.

In this group of people, Yu met a musician who has been pursuing her, named Chen Ying. Once, when Chen Ying came out, she was seduced by her maid, Qing Qiao.

When Yu came back, he discovered their affair. In the face of double betrayal, she angrily denounced Green Joe, but Green Joe called her debauchery. In a rage, Yu accidentally killed Qingqiao and buried the body in the backyard. Unexpectedly, it was not long before he was discovered and sued the government.

Under the laws of the Tang Dynasty, the status of handmaiden was "the same as that of livestock". If the master kills a handmaiden, he will be beaten with a hundred sticks at most, or imprisoned for one year, and will never be executed.

Fate is sometimes ridiculous! I was guilty of murdering the prostitute Chen Ying, and the person who tried the case turned out to be another "guest" Pei Cheng who was rejected by me!

Pei Cheng was rejected, and he was very angry. Now that Yu has put this matter into his hands, he is determined to vent his malice. He listed many accusations and wrote to the court. Yu was directly sentenced to beheading.

"The bright moon shines in the sky, and the breeze is short", written in prison. In a dark prison, the moon can squeeze into a few rays of light, and there is also a cool wind around it, blowing up its tattered coat. Looking back on his short life, I no longer have any hope for this world.

Originally this time, there is still a chance, spend some money to dredge the relationship, buy off the post mortem examiner and the county magistrate, and you can completely escape the death penalty. Yu, who is proud in his heart, is dead, so he should pay for killing people. If the rich can kill people and not die, there will be no way for the poor in the world.

The jailers knew that Yu would die. They thought that her appearance was too wasteful to die, so they gave birth to wild desires. So on that terrible night, Yu was insulted by more than a dozen jailers. ...

The next day, when she went to the donation ceremony, she didn't even have the strength to stand up. I knelt on the execution ground, looked at the blue sky and finally felt a bleak autumn wind. Although he doesn't want to and hates it, he'd better go home ...

That year, she was 27!