Classical Chinese expresses the pain of breaking up

1. Sad words to break up with lovers in classical Chinese. In ancient China, the words about lovers breaking up were: "Mulan words, archaized words".

The full text is as follows: If life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind painting fan? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.

The author of this poem is Nalan Rong Ruo, a poet in Qing Dynasty, that is, Nalan Xingde. Although this word looks like a poem, in terms of style, it is divided into two parts, which is still appropriate.

Appreciation: The sentence "Life is like seeing for the first time" can be said to be a famous sentence throughout the ages, which makes people miss the joy and happiness of seeing for the first time. The reality in front of me is that my sweetheart has changed her mind, and I can no longer see the tenderness at that time.

Recalling the past, comparing the present, so the sadness in my heart is stronger, and it is even more impossible to send it away. "It's easy to change, it's easy to change."

Maybe that's how couples break up. Obviously, you don't like each other, but you have to blame each other's faults to prove that you are not ungrateful and that the other party is sorry for yourself. People are always too easy to excuse themselves, but they always immerse the other half in the pain that they can't get rid of.

On the seventh day of July, Yang Guifei was quoted in the poem, saying that she and Yang Guifei had promised "May two birds fly in the sky with the same wings, be born in the ground together, and be born in two branches of a tree together". However, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, and when disaster strikes, they fly away separately. In the end, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty offered sacrifices to Yang Guifei at Maweipo.

The use of this allusion further sets off the inner sadness of women after breaking up. Therefore, Nalan Ci Rong Ruo has also become an eternal masterpiece, making people very famous.

Extended data:

Zhuo Wenjun and Sima Xiangru were on and off. Zhuo Wenjun was originally named Hou Wen, and Lin Qiong (now Qionglai, Chengdu, Sichuan) was a talented woman in the Han Dynasty. One of the four talented women in ancient China and one of the four talented women in Sichuan.

Zhuo Wenjun is the daughter of Zhuo Wangsun, a giant iron smelting merchant in Shu County. She is beautiful, proficient in melody, good at playing the piano, and has a literary name. Married at the age of sixteen, her husband died a few years later and returned to her family.

1. The two met and eloped. The legendary Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, one is regarded as a gifted scholar by Lin Qiong county magistrate, and the other is a widowed beauty. Their story began when Sima Xiangru visited Zhuo's family and played the famous song "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix" in Zhuo's lobby: "Feng Feng went back to his hometown and traveled all over the world to beg for phoenix. There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room poison my intestines. Why did she make a mistake? "

Phoenix bird, Phoenix bird, returned to my hometown and wandered around the world, looking for a bird in my heart. There was a beautiful and demure woman in the room who lived near but far away and abused my heart. How can I be a affectionate mandarin duck and let my phoenix and your phoenix swim together! "This kind of words, which are equally straightforward, bold and warm today, naturally made Zhuo Wenjun, who was listening behind the scenes, feel sincerely excited. After meeting Sima Xiangru, they fell in love at first sight and agreed to elope.

That night, Zhuo Wenjun packed up and walked out of the house, and met Sima Xiangru who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, thus completing the most brilliant event in their lives. Zhuo Wenjun is a strange girl. And Sima Xiangru returned to Chengdu, facing the family's predicament (which is a great test for love), he generously returned to his hometown in Lin Qiong to open a hotel and sell wine himself, and finally let his proud father admit their love.

2. Sima Xiangru moved on. Later, Zi Xufu was appreciated by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and was called Lang with Shanglin Fu. Soon, I will take the Maoling woman as my concubine and give Zhuo Wenjun a cold shoulder.

So Zhuo Wenjun wrote a poem "The Ballad of the White Head" to Xiang Ru. Love should be as pure as snow in the mountains and as bright as clouds on the moon.

I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up.

I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning. When I decided to take the king away from home, I didn't cry like an ordinary girl.

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. (one heart and one work: one heart; A Whitehead Work: Whitehead) The bamboo pole is curled and the fish tail is swaying! Men should attach importance to friendship, and there is no money to compensate for the loss of sincere love. Love should be as pure as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon in the clouds.

I heard that you have second thoughts, so I came to break up with you. Today is like the last party, and we will break up tomorrow.

I walked slowly along the ditch, and my past life was like a ditch flowing eastward, which never came back. At the beginning, I resolutely left home and ran away with you, unlike ordinary girls who cry sadly.

I thought that if I married a loyal man, I could fall in love and be happy forever. Love between men and women is like a fishing rod. The fish is so cute.

Men should put affection first, and lose their sincere love, which money and wealth can't make up for. "Once trouble and * * *, affectionate days have long been forgotten at the moment. Where do you remember a wife who misses thousands of miles away day and night?

Finally, one day, Sima Xiangru sent his wife a letter with 13 words: "1,234,567,891 million". Clever Zhuo Wenjun burst into tears after reading it.

There is only one "billion" difference in a row of numbers, and there is no memory. Isn't my husband implying that he has no memory of the past? 3. After bidding farewell to her poems, quiet inside returned to The Poem of Complaining Lang with great sadness, alluding to her own voice.

According to legend, Zhuo Wenjun attached a farewell letter to Xiang Ru. After the farewell, the two places hung together.

Only in March and April, but who knows five or six years. The lyre has no intention to play, the eight lines have no transmission, the nine-ring chain has never been interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion wants to wear it.

I can't understand it, I can't understand it, so I have no choice but to blame Lang. There are thousands of words to say, and you are bored.

On the ninth day, you can see the lonely geese, and the full moon in August is not round. In July and a half, I burned incense and held candles to ask the sky. In the dog days of June, everyone shakes my heart.

In May, pomegranate is more red than fire, but the flowers are watered by cold rain. April loquat is not yellow, and the more you want to be with the mirror, the more confused you are.

In a hurry, the peach blossoms followed Shui Piao in March, and the kite string was broken in February. Alas, Lang Lang, I hope that in the next life, you will come for women and I will come for men. After reading his wife's letter, Sima Xiangru couldn't help marveling at her talent.

Looking back on the love between husband and wife in the past, I was ashamed and never mentioned the matter of leaving my wife and concubinage again. Two people grow old together and live in nymphs.

References:

Sogou Encyclopedia-Zhuo Wenjun.

2. In ancient Chinese, words describing women's inner pain after lovelorn are Yu and Liu Yong.

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat in homesickness is urging. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk sank into ChuTiankuo. Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? The banks of Liu Yang are windy, and there is a monthly loss. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to?

Zhuo Wenjun:

After the farewell, the two places hung together. Let's say March or April, who knows five or six years. The lyre can't be played, the eight-part essay can't be passed on, the nine-ring chain has never been interrupted, and the Shili Pavilion wants to wear it. I can't understand it, I can't understand it, so I have no choice but to blame Lang.

Baitouge

Love should be as pure as snow in the mountains and as bright as clouds on the moon. I heard that you have two hearts, so I came to break up with you.

Today is like the last party, and tomorrow we will break up. I moved my feet slowly along the edge of the road, and my past life flowed like water in a ditch, never returning.

Sad and sad, don't cry when you get married, be single-minded and never give up.

The bamboo pole is curled, the fish tail is twisted, and the man is in a heavy mood. Why use a money knife?

Farewell letter

Chun Fang, five colors, Qin is still in the imperial army, and the new sound replaces the old!

Jinshui has a honeymoon, and there are trees in the Han Palace. They are all new, and the embarrassing people in the world are ignorant!

Zhu's string is broken, the mirror is out of sight, and he looks at Lulu, smells fragrant, sings with white heads, and leaves sorrow. Try to eat as much as possible, don't miss my concubine and accompany you on a long trip!

Cao Zhi of Luoshenfu

In Huang San, Yu moved the capital to Luochuan. The ancients said that the name of water god was Fu Fei. Feeling Song Yu's concern for the goddess Chu, he wrote a poem and said:

I returned to Dong Fan from Beijing, carrying a Bian Que on my back, crossing the shaft and the valley, and came to Lingshan. The sun sets in the west and the car is in danger. Second, taxes have promoted Gao, Zhitian, Luochuan. Therefore, the essence is dynamic and suddenly comes to mind. You can't see it when you look down, but it's different when you look up. I saw a beautiful woman, on the bank of the rock. But he helped the protector of the empire and told him, "Do you trust him? Who is he, if this is gorgeous! " The coachman said to him, "I have heard of the God of Heluo, whose name is Fu Fei. But what the king saw was nothing. I want to hear what it looks like. "

I told you: Its shape is also beautiful and graceful, like Youlong, Glory Qiuju and Song Chun, Hua Mao. Beards and beards are as light as Yun Zheyue, and they float like snow with the wind. From a distance, if the sun rises in the morning glow. If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave. If you are free, you can trim it. If the shoulders are cut, the waist is as good as the elements. The neck is beautiful, the quality is exposed, the fragrance is not added, and the lead is magnificent. The clouds are towering, the eyebrows are trimmed, the lips are bright, and the teeth are fresh. Bright eyes are good at expecting and inheriting strength. They are gorgeous and elegant, and they are quiet and relaxed. Tender as water, charming language. Stunning clothes are outstanding, and the bone image should be mapped. The glory of wearing a sweater is the glory of Yao and Bi. Wear jade jewelry and embellish pearls to show off your figure. To practice a long journey of writing is to drag the fog lightly. The fragrance of small orchids lingers in the corner of the mountain. So how can you suddenly jump and travel and play? Leaning on the left, leaning on the laurel flag on the right. I'm busy with my wrist, and I use the mysterious wisdom of turbulent wrasse.

I am happy for my beauty, but my heart is shaking and unhappy. The unscrupulous media greeted Huan and made a speech with the help of microwave. I hope to be sincere first, and Yu Pei will be understood. The letter of beauty is cultivated, and Qiang people are polite and understand poetry. Anti-Joan is a kind of harmony, that is, diving into the abyss for a period of time. Pay close attention to your family's money, you are afraid of being bullied by me. I feel that I just gave up my words, but I am hesitant and suspicious. Be calm and calm, and be self-sustaining when cashing.

So Luo was inspired and lost his mind. The divine light is flickering, and at first glance it is yin and yang. To stand out, it is not enough to have a body. The practice of pepper coating is very fierce, and the steps are fine and fragrant. Super-long songs are always praised by people, and their voices are sad and long. You are a half-breed, and you are a lonely companion. Or play the clean stream, or the item. Or picking pearls, or picking jade feathers. From nanxiang's second concubine, I took Hanbin's wandering daughter. Sigh that the melon has no horse, and sing the morning glory alone. Young people are arrogant and arrogant, and they are waiting to repair their sleeves. The body is fast and flying, erratic. Lingbo micro-step, Luo socks dust. Unstable is dangerous, and dangerous is safe. Enter a difficult period, if you go, if you return. Into liquid sperm, smooth and beautiful. If you don't spit, you will be angry. Huarong is graceful, which makes me forget my meal.

So the screen will collect wind, and the waves will calm the river. Feng Yi sings drums and Nu Wa sings. Teng Wenyu took the police to ride, and Luan died together. Six dragons are the first to carry a cloud car. The whale jumps to the hub, and the waterfowl flies to protect it. So I went north, crossed Nangang, took the lead, returned to Qingyang, moved my lips, and asked Chen to hand in the outline. There are different ways to hate people and God, and it is not appropriate to hate the prime of life. Resist Luo Mei's tears, and the tears flow. Mourn the eternal farewell of a beautiful society and the passing of a foreign land. Love each other mercilessly and offer wisdom from the south of the Yangtze River. Although he is in the moonlight, he has a long heart for the king. Suddenly I didn't realize what I had given up, and I was disappointed that God hid the light at night.

So he carried the tomb high on his back and gave it to God. Imagine your last feelings and expect your worries. The complex shape of the dead body can be traced back to the royal canoe. Floating in the long river and forgetting to return, thinking constantly and increasing admiration. Sleepless at night, stained with countless frost. I'll go east when the servant drives. I hate to leave, but I can't.

3. Ask her how beautiful she looks, open the pearl-like window sash, and sit in a sad sentence expressing love, parting and loneliness in an ancient poem.

I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. Wang Fushi (a classic love poem in ancient Tang Dynasty) Wang Jian looked at his husband, and the river was long, turning into stone and never looking back.

It rains every day on the mountain, and pedestrians return. Shi is homesick and resentful (Ye Li). The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

Take the piano to the high building, and the building will be full of empty moonlight. Playing acacia, the string broke for a while.

Wan Le's lovesickness is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far away as the sky. Qian Qian didn't do anything, which made people even sadder.

If you want to see it for no reason, it's hard to fight. If there is no fate in the last life, we will meet again and bless the next life.

Fu Bu (Song) Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.

The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart, like mine, will live up to your yearning for Mulberry (a classic love poem in ancient Song Dynasty). Lv Benzhong hates you, unlike Jiang Louyue, east and west, north and south, east and west, north and south.

Hating you is like a river tower. When it is full, it will lose money. When it is full, it will lose money. When can you get together? In the crowd, I searched for her again and again in vain. When I suddenly turned my head, I found her there, dimly lit. (Song) Xin Qiji's "Jade Case" is a kind of acacia and two kinds of worry-free.

I can't get rid of this situation, just frown and worry. (Song Dynasty) Li Qingzhao's "A Plum" is not old, and she can't help it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

After nightfall, the east window is not white, and the solitary light goes out. (Song) "Millennium" Last year, the flower market was brightly lit; The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

On the moonlit night of January this year, the moonlight is still there; I will never see my old friend last year again, and my tears are soaked through my clothes. (Song) Where does Zhu's "The Son of Tea" synthesize sorrow and keep people's hearts in autumn?

Wu Wenying's "Tang Duoling" I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River; I miss you every day. I drank a river. Ask the world, what is love, teach people to live and die together? (Yuan) Yuan Haowen's Fishing is gone for a day, like! The Book of Songs? Feng Wang? Caige: Green and graceful, carefree in my heart.

The Book of Songs? Zheng Feng? It's awkward to meet you at this time. (Tang) Li Bai's "Three Five Seven-character Poetry" Last year, today, at this door, people face peach blossoms; Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

(Tang) Cui Hu's "Tited South Village" Nanpu is sad, and the west wind is autumn; Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back. We hope to fly in the sky, like two birds, with the same wing; We hope to grow together on the ground, like two branches of a tree. ; The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Bai Juyi's "Song of Eternal Sorrow" asks about the relationship between Jiang Chao and the sea. I believe that faith is better than tide, and acacia begins to feel that the sea is deep! Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc" grows snuff all night, and the snuff falls to the ground and falls back to bed: it seems that he doesn't cry for three or four lines, and the clothes are full of gentlemen.

After parting with you, there are tears in my eyes, and I will not change every year. (Tang) Yuan Zhen's "Li Si" is affectionate but seems to be ruthless forever, only feeling that he could not laugh before; Candles say goodbye with tears and cry for you until dawn.

(Tang) Du Mu's "Farewell" Eastern sunrise and western rain, is it sunny or sunny? (Tang) Liu Yuxi's "Zhuzhi Ci" brought tears to your eyes. I hate not seeing each other before I get married! (Tang) "Yin Jiefu" Indus, it rains in the middle of the night, and it is bitter to leave. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fell into the light! The "More Leaks" written in (Tang) is definitely hateful, and it is extremely hateful at the end of the world.

I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting. (Tang) Wen "Looking at Jiangnan" is fresh and lonely on the river.

After all, this is not Qian Fan. Full of love and water, my heart is broken in Baipingzhou! Looking at Jiangnan from afar, I know that this situation will not have any results, but it can make me relaxed and happy! ! (Tang) Li Shangyin Untitled Although I don't have the wings like Cai Feng, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the unicorn. Li Shangyin's Untitled knows what I mean and feels sorry for you. This situation needs to be asked! (Five Dynasties) Li Yu's "More Leaks" is a farewell poem. Don't be a taste in your heart! Li Yu's "night crying" life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with romantic! (Song Dynasty) Ouyang Xiu's Spring on the Jade Pagoda is in a hurry and endless! The flowers this year are better than those last year.

It's a pity that the flowers will be better next year. Who do you know? Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha" is full of joys and sorrows, ups and downs under the moon, and it is difficult to be complete in ancient times. I hope that people will live for a long time and have a good scenery! (Song) Su Shi's "Shuidiao Song Tou" has rich views on life and death, which is related to Zicheng.

Take my son by the hand, treat my son and the old gentleman as stones, and treat my concubine as Pu Wei. Puwei is as tough as silk, and the rocks are not transferred.

I love two things. I pinch a piece of mud, you pinch a piece. I suddenly feel very happy. I will break it, return it to the water, reassemble it, refine it, knead it again, and you will reshape me. In the meantime, I have you in my body, and you also have my "Nong I Yan" in your body. The Laka tree matured in two, and the mandarin ducks died side by side. A chaste woman is loved by her husband in a life as faithful as theirs.

What kind of stormy waves can annoy a soul like water in an eternal well? . (Meng Jiao's "Lienvcao") Once the sea was difficult for water, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.

All the accounts are in no mood, you will miss that place, and the blue boat will ruin your hair. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.

I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk. Since ancient times, it is sentimental and sad to leave, and it is also the cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Customs are strange, who to talk to. -(Song) Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling" 3. Chai Feng red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, spring palace Liu Mancheng.

Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.

Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo! Mo! Mo.

Expressing the separation of good friends in classical Chinese since we left each other, we drifted like clouds and flowed like water for ten years until we finally got together again. We talked and laughed, just like before, except that the hair on our heads is a little gray now.

The great river song turned to the east, and the dense group helped the poor. Ten years of breaking the wall is hard to reward the heroes of the sea.

Distant friends bring distant land closer.

If you want to know the future and think about the present, it is an inch of heart that the Han River flows eastward.

Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other that there was a piece of ice in the jade pot.

I advise you to drink more wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.

Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.

Everyone can't help but feel homesick when they hear the sound of willow breaking in this nocturne.

"I don't want to last forever, but I want to have it." Now I deeply feel the pain and helplessness of the person who said this sentence. It's really hard to find in this life.

5. The poem expressing the pain of parting is Jiang Chengzi-Su Dongpo's Ten Years of Life and Death, which is unforgettable without thinking.

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 word was written in the eighth year of Song Xining (A.D. 1075). Su Dongpo dreamed of seeing his dead wife. When he woke up, he wrote this word to express his memory of his wife.

This word is the first in mourning and is regarded by experts as a swan song in mourning. If you don't think, you forget —— A brief analysis of Su Dongpo's graceful poem Jiangchengzi and Perilla's creative mentality. Su Shi is the pioneer of the uninhibited school of Song Ci.

Wang Zhuo's "Bi Ji Man Zhi" Volume 2 said: "Mr. Dongpo is not addicted to melody, and occasionally writes songs. He points out that all the way up, the world will be new, and the eyes and ears will be new, which will make the author know and find new things." Since the development of five pronouns in the late Tang Dynasty, the style of ci has always been weak. Su Shi consciously reformed the style of ci, from the aspects of content, theme and style, which made the creation of ci have the aesthetic view of "one family".

It also makes the words move from slender and graceful to masculine and bold. Su Shi's point of view and his own ci have attracted people's comments on Su Shi's "taking poetry as ci", but in any case, Su Shi's contribution to the development of ci is indispensable.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Yu Wenbao once recorded a story: Dongpo had a good song on Yutang Day because he asked, "What is my character like Liu Qi?" He replied, "Liu Langzhong's words are only for 178 girls, holding red fangs and singing' Yang Liuan, the morning breeze and the waning moon'. For a bachelor's degree, you must sing' River of No Return' with Guan Xihan, Tongpipa and Tiezhuo. "

Dongpo was taken in. This story vividly illustrates the differences in styles between Su Shi and Liu Yong, and also illustrates the differences between the two schools of Ci.

Su Shi once boasted that his words "belong to the same family". He really belongs to the same family by improving his artistic conception and style.

However, the lyricist is, but he is not just "One River Never Returns" or "An Old Man Talking about Teenagers", and his "Ten Years of Life and Death in the River" is also a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. After Song Shenzong's death, Song Zhezong succeeded to the throne and appointed Sima Guang as Prime Minister. Su Dongpo was recalled to Beijing, promoted to a bachelor's degree in Longtuge, and served as a servant of the little emperor.

At this time, Su Dongpo was very appreciated by Xu An and the 12-year-old emperor, and he was politically proud. Su Dongpo misses his dead wife Wang Fu from time to time: ten years of life and death are boundless, incredible and unforgettable.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away has nowhere to talk. Even if I don't know each other, I sit on my face and my temples are frosty when I meet you.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears.

It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. This made a masterpiece of mourning for his wife.

In fact, among the three women in Su Dongpo's life, it was not Wang Fu who was the most loved by Su Dongpo, but a concubine named Wang Chaoyun. Among Su Dongpo's wives and concubines, Wang Chaoyun knows Su Dongpo's mind best.

Once, Su Dongpo retreated home, pointed to his abdomen and asked his concubine, "Do any of you know what I have here?" A: "The article." One said, "knowledge."

Su Dongpo shook his head, and Wang Chaoyun laughed: "Your stomach is not suitable." Su Dongpo listened and praised: "Only Chao Yun knows me."

Su Dongpo lived in Hangzhou for four years, then moved to Mizhou, Xuzhou and Huzhou, and was demoted to Huangzhou as the deputy envoy because of Wutai poetry case. During this period, Wang Chaoyun always followed. After Chao Yun's death, Su Dongpo also mentioned that it was out of place, and only Chao Yun could know me. Playing the same old tune alone, I miss you every time it rains.

What I read between the lines is also deep nostalgia and regret. On closer reading, however, Su Dongpo's feelings for Wang Chaoyun are more of a kind of sadness that "bosom friends are hard to find, but few people fit in", while for Wang Fu, it is a kind of heart-wrenching sadness.

"Night dream suddenly home, Xiao Xuan window, is dressing. Take care of each other without words, only tears can do it. "

Yin and Yang are separated, and reunion can only be expected in dreams. Only dreams have no time and space restrictions and can transcend all boundaries and restrictions. Simple and sincere affection, you will be moved by affection every time you finish reading it.

It should be said that Su Dongpo's popularity again is somewhat lucky. Such a great poet and writer is dizzy because of politics, and Perilla's life often makes people feel a little ironic, so we have reason to believe that Su Dongpo's mental state is relaxed and happy in this relatively stable and comfortable life, but Su Dongpo can't forget those difficult years that Wang Fu spent with him.

Wang Fu's role in Su Dongpo's life is not as simple as that of a housewife. In Lin Yutang's biography of Su Dongpo, he once wrote: ... Su Dongpo ... it was his temperament and natural hobbies that prompted him to become a hermit. Society, culture, learning, reading the lessons of history and external responsibilities can only hide people's true colors.

If you strip a person of all the affectations given by time and tradition, the true colors of this person will appear to you. ..... He gets drunk occasionally, and even often wanders around the city drunk on a moonlit night.

At this time, he became a big urchin in nature-maybe the creator just wanted people to look like this. "urchin", here Mr. Lin Yutang is commenting on Su Dongpo's free spirit in a commendatory tone, but isn't Su Dongpo actually a naughty child? Unfamiliar with the world, interested, smart enough, not introverted enough.

A wife is steady, but a husband is often not. Husbands are often impatient, depressed and moody.

Cheer up if you are happy, and scold your mother if you are unhappy. The trouble is that her husband is talented, so it's not as simple as swearing.

Su Dongpo often reveals some "inappropriate" arguments in his poems, asking for trouble. This shows how incompetent these characters will be in daily life and dealing with people.

If there is no decent, generous, dignified and elegant wife to arrange these "unsightly" common things for her husband, I am afraid Mr. Su will not have a few days of leisure. In Michigan, they lead a hard life. Su Dongpo was very angry about the new income tax. The children grabbed his clothes and told him about it.

He said, "Children are so stupid!" Mrs. Su said, "You are so stupid. What are the advantages of sitting all day? All right.

I'll get you some wine.

6. Seeking to express the lovelorn ancient poem "Complaint" Author: Li Bai, how beautiful she is, how quiet she leans and how troubled her brow is! .

I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself. Note: 1, deep sentence: Write the expression of disappointment.

2, moth eyebrow: frown. The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and waited, sat and locked her eyebrows.

I only saw her cheeks wet with tears. I don't know whether she hates others or herself. Comment:? This is a poem about the grievances of an abandoned wife.

If it has something to trust, it is impossible. This poem depicts the bitterness of the boudoir in concise language.

Focus on the word "resentment". Sit back and wait in anger, frown in anger, cry in anger, hate in anger, and deepen the theme layer by layer.

As for who is to blame? Hate who? The author has paved an infinite space for poets to explain themselves.