Who can tell me about Lu You and Tang Wan’s story about Shen Yuan?

Seven years after Lu You divorced Tang Wan. Lu You returned to his hometown and went to Shen Garden to play. When I walked to the bridge, I saw the familiar and haunting figure from a distance. Tang Wan and Zhao Shicheng were sipping a slow drink in the pavilion. Lu You's heart was broken when he saw it, so it was better to leave.

Just as he was about to turn around, Zhao Shicheng saw Lu You and invited him, "Brother Lu, why don't you come over and talk?" Lu You stood on the bridge, in a dilemma: walking was neither possible nor advancing was awkward. At this moment, Tang Wan said to Zhao Shicheng, "Can I pour him a glass of wine?" , Zhao Shicheng nodded.

Tang Wan walked towards Lu You with a glass of yellow vine wine in hand. For the first time in seven years, their eyes were locked together, and Logan had already burst into tears. The good old days came back to his mind. Lu You took the wine glass in a daze, drank it all, and turned around to leave.

Extended information:

The origin of Lu You's "Hairheaded Phoenix·Red Hands":

On a warm spring day, Lu You visited Shen Garden in Shaoxing alone Encounter with Tang Wan. The two love each other for a long time, silently. Lu You didn't believe that the haggard figure in front of him was Tang Wan.

Looking back at the past, it was like a spring dream, but the beauty in the dream was right in front of me. The two of them had thousands of words to say, but they were speechless at this moment. Lu You was filled with sadness and melancholy. He wrote an inscription on the white wall of Shen Garden that will last forever - "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix: Red Hands":

Red Hands, Yellow Vine Wine, and the Spring Scenery of the City Palace wall willow. The east wind is evil and happiness is thin. With a heavy heart, I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, tears are red and the silk threads are transparent. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo. After Lu You wrote the inscription, he looked at Tang Wan affectionately and left sadly.

Translation of Hongsu Hand: The red and greasy hand holds a cup filled with yellow wine. The city is filled with the scenery of spring, but you are already as out of reach as the green willows in the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, how thin the joy is. A full glass of wine is like a glass of sadness, and my life has been very bleak in the past few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong!

The beautiful spring scenery is still the same, but people are losing weight in vain. The tears washed away the rouge on his face and soaked the thin silk handkerchief. The peach blossoms in full spring fall on the quiet and empty pond and pavilion. The vow of eternal love is still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Mo, mo, mo!

People's Daily Online - The love tragedy of Lu You and his cousin Tang Wan

Baidu Encyclopedia - Hong Sushou