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[A female poet who struggled in pain all her life. Historical trivia and historical figures]

How painful is a marriage with different values? Zhu Shuzhen proved it with her own experience.

She was multi-talented, but she spent her life in pain. She was a poet who could be compared with Li Qingzhao. Her emotions throughout her life were all expressed through words, expressing the mixed feelings of a woman. Her love was shattered in hope and disappeared in despair, leaving only ashes in the end.

Compared with her idol Li Qingzhao, her life seems too pale. She is Zhu Shuzhen, a talented woman in the Song Dynasty. In this video, let us learn about Zhu Shuzhen's life.

Zhu Shuzhen, also known as Youxi Jushi, was born around 1135 AD into a family of officials in the misty Jiangnan region, so she had the opportunity to learn to read and write.

When she was a child, she especially liked to read Li Qingzhao's poems. She thought Li Qingzhao's poems were beautiful and she admired Li Qingzhao as a person. In her heart, Li Qingzhao was like an older sister, and she yearned for her.

When she was a young girl, Zhu Shuzhen was full of longing for the future. She hoped to meet a talented and elegant lover and have a happy marriage. So she couldn't help but write "Occasional Poems in Autumn": "I walk alone, sit alone, sing alone, and sleep alone. I stand alone, feeling sad, but I feel cold and lonely.

Who can I tell about this feeling? ..." With the expectation of love, she followed her parents' wishes and married a minor official.

At the beginning of their marriage, they had a brief period of happiness. Later, her husband went on a business trip and without her beloved, she began to write letters to her husband, but the letters were just some circles and dots.

Later, her husband saw tiny calligraphy in the secretary's house, and then he discovered the meaning of these circles: "A crescent moon is not full, it is easy to be alone; a full moon is full, it is hard to find a good match. The big outer circle is me, the small inner circle is my lover. He adds circles densely, and I know your intention. When the soles of my feet move, my heart is burning. Turned into ashes, half of it is my lover's death."

The whole poem can be summed up in one sentence: "I miss you." Her husband was very happy after reading it, and hired a boat to return to his hometown in Haining early the next morning.

However, the romance of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and flowers could not compete with the daily necessities of life. Her husband was a rough man who could not understand her inner pursuit and thought she was too frivolous, only thinking about singing and dancing, not doing housework, and not being virtuous at all.

The couple can no longer communicate with each other, and this marriage, arranged by others, seems like a heavy yoke. The longing for pure love in the past has now turned into deep disappointment. The marriage is left with trivialities and helplessness, and the romantic fantasy of the past can only be found in dreams.

The beloved man she had been waiting for had become a thing of the past. Zhu Shuzhen had no place to place her emotions. The beautiful dreams of her girlhood were shattered. All her emotions were transformed into poetry: "I walk alone, sit alone, sing alone, earn my wages alone, and sleep alone.

Standing there in sorrow, helpless and alone. Who can I tell this feeling to? ... " She used the word "alone" five times in a row to depict her inner loneliness, which revealed her helplessness and melancholy towards life. Her marriage life was not as happy as others, but full of sorrow instead.

When would this torture end? Her husband had a new lover outside and often came home drunk, leaving the bedroom in a mess. What was even more unbelievable was that he even hit her.

She could no longer bear it and had to pack her luggage and return to her parents' home. From then on, they began to live separately and their marriage gradually came to an end.

"Spring is already halfway through, and I feel so much emotion when I see it. I lean on the railings, and the sky doesn't care about my sorrow. It's good that the wind is warm and the sun is bright, but I can't compare to the warblers and swallows. The yard is full of fallen flowers, and the curtains are not rolled up. The fragrant grass is far away, which makes me sad." During the time she lived in her mother's house, she met another man who moved her heart. She was disappointed in her marriage, and she rekindled her hope.

This time, she threw herself into this relationship passionately and boldly: "The fire trees and silver flowers are red, and the spring breeze is blowing. The new love comes in the busyness and sorrow, and the old hatred is gone in the dreams. I hope we can be affectionate for a while, and the moon can be hazy forever. I don't have time to appreciate the lanterns, and we may not be able to meet again next year." The short reunion of the Lantern Festival is particularly precious.

She didn't need to worry about whether the moonlight was hazy or not, she just needed to spend sweet time with her lover. Zhu Shuzhen and he walked hand in hand to appreciate the lotus flowers in West Lake. They strolled along the lakeside, feeling the gentle breeze and delicate rain. At this time, she became as gentle as water, no longer as melancholy as before, so she wrote "Qingpingle·Summer Lake Tour": "The annoying smoke and dew, let me stay for a moment.

Hand in hand, we set out on the road to the Ouhua Lake, and a drizzle of yellow plum rain fell on us. She was not afraid of being guessed at by others, and fell asleep in his arms with her clothes on. The most painful time was when we were separated, and she was too lazy to go to the dressing table when she returned. "It seems that Zhu Shuzhen's life was actually quite bumpy. It was not until she was 30 that she experienced the taste of first love, but the good times were always short.

She longed for freedom and chose to divorce and remarry, which greatly angered her parents, who believed that doing so would undermine the family's dignity. You have to know that at that time, Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism was popular all over the world, advocating "preserving the principles of heaven and eliminating human desires". Women should abide by the virtues of women and maintain their chastity even if life was not going well. Her divorce and staying at home were undoubtedly challenging the bottom line of traditional morality. Facing the accusations of others and the disappointment of her parents, she felt chilled.

When she was a girl, she had dreams and looked forward to a beautiful love. She thought she would find a good man who could live with her for the rest of her life. But the reality was that she was tied to a man with different values ​​by a marriage certificate, and they never really understood each other. However, the shackles were hard to break free of, and she could not change her fate, but she was determined not to compromise and spend her life in grievance.

Since it is difficult to fulfill my wish, I might as well let it go with the wind: "I came downstairs, and the money fell; I asked the heavens, where is the person? I hated the prince, and he went straight away; I cursed my enemy, and it was hard to keep him. I regretted that I made a mistake in my words. I have friends above me, but not below me. There is no need to ask what is right or wrong, and I don't need a knife to separate them.

From now on, do not rely on your enemies, as the longing for you will be gone with a single stroke.” It is said that Zhu Shuzhen died of depression in 1180 AD, while others say that she drowned herself in a river because she was trapped in love.

Whatever the truth is, her life is undoubtedly tragic. Such a talented woman spent her life in pain. Although she had a brief period of happiness, she was always blamed by the world. Even her biological parents could not really understand her.

After her death, her parents burned her poems without hesitation. Fortunately, some of her works have been passed down to the world and compiled into a book called "Broken Heart Collection".

【30 Years of Love-Induced Brain Historical Trivia Historical Figures】

He was the most infatuated lover, who spent 30 years in love for a love that did not exist. Even though he fell into prostitution, he was chivalrous and brave, helping others. He was not only proficient in music, singing and dancing, but also able to write and perform his own plays. His calligraphy and painting skills were of extremely high level, and his works were collected by many museums.

Cao Xueqin's grandfather Cao Yin also praised him: "Lan Fang Gu Zhu Fa hit hard, gathered energy and practiced his luck." He is Ma Xianglan, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai. In this video, let us learn about Ma Xianglan's life.

Ma Xianglan, whose original name was Ma Shouzhen, was from Jinling. She was the fourth child in her family and was known as "Si Niang". She was once a lady from a wealthy family, but because her family fell into poverty, she had no choice but to enter the brothel. She was not only a painter, but also a poet. She was also the only person in the Ming Dynasty who could perform the entire "Northern West Chamber". In addition, she was a theatrical genius who could write and perform her own plays.

Although Ma Xianglan's appearance was not as stunning as Chen Yuanyuan's, she was able to stand out in the fiercely competitive Qinhuai River and was ranked as one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, thanks to her personal charm and talent. She had a generous and chivalrous character, regarded money as dirt, and often sponsored poor scholars, unfortunate scholars, and the surrounding poor people.

Ma Xianglan was plain in appearance, but she had an extraordinary temperament, intelligence, and broad-mindedness. Someone once described her as cheerful, bright like an early spring oriole, with eloquent words and clever thoughts. As her fame grew, Ma Xianglan accumulated a lot of wealth, so she decided to start her own business and built an elegant small building on the bank of the Qinhuai River, named "Youlan Pavilion".

The garden is full of her favorite orchids. Despite her successful career, Ma Xianglan still feels lonely. She has been alone for many years and has no one to turn to. The sisters around her all rely on her, but she has no one to rely on.

It was not until she was 24 that Ma Xianglan met the love of her life, a talented scholar named Wang Zhideng, who had come to Nanjing from Beijing due to career failure. One day, he suddenly stepped into Youlan Pavilion and met Ma Xianglan.

The two gradually became familiar with each other because of their common interests in books, music and food, and Wang Zhideng became a frequent visitor to Youlan Pavilion.

As time went by, their admiration turned into intimacy, and every time they parted, they were reluctant to part. Ma Xianglan felt that she had met her true love, and she would always smile foolishly in the mirror after each separation. However, she did not expect that this man would consume her life while she was in love.

One day, Wang Zhideng came to ask for a painting. Ma Xianglan was delighted and immediately picked up her brush to paint an orchid, her best painting, and also wrote a poem to accompany it: "One night, an orchid blooms, who cares for the loneliness at the end of the world?

Since I wrote it on the silver paper, I am not afraid of the cold wind and the sunset." She used this to express her wish to spend the rest of her life with the other party. In order to avoid being mistaken for a romantic and fickle woman, she carefully painted a picture of orchids hanging down from a cliff to symbolize her own purity.

How could the talented Wang Zhideng not understand Ma Xianglan's feelings? However, facing her straightforward confession, he chose to escape. He avoided her passionate gaze, thanked her politely, and left with the painting. Looking at Wang Zhideng's hurried departure, Ma Xianglan's heart was full of loss. After that, she silently cherished this relationship, always maintained a friendship with Wang Zhideng, and never mentioned marriage again. Since meeting Wang Zhideng, Ma Xianglan felt that she had someone to rely on and was no longer afraid of wind and rain.

She expressed her love to Wang Zhideng many times through poems. Later, Wang Zhideng helped Ma Xianglan escape from prison, and their relationship became even deeper.

However, the chivalrous spirit prevailed among the literati at that time, and Wang Zhideng, one of the leaders of the Jiangnan literary world in the late Ming Dynasty, was no exception. In their hearts, they kept their distance from the prostitutes, only willing to talk about love but not to marry them. This was Wang Zhideng's attitude towards Ma Xianglan. Although he married wives and concubines throughout his life, he never married Ma Xianglan.

Not long after, Wang Zhideng got the opportunity to return to BJ through a friend's recommendation. Before leaving, he said goodbye to Ma Xianglan. Facing Wang Zhideng's departure, Ma Xianglan had mixed feelings. If he was willing to speak at this moment, she would definitely follow him without hesitation. However, Wang Zhideng only stared at her deeply and turned away, leaving Ma Xianglan to see him off woodenly, reluctant to leave.

After that, Ma Xianglan lived in seclusion and refused to see anyone. She missed Wang Zhideng so much that she could not calm down. She wrote a heartfelt letter to Wang Zhideng: "Zi Jin, we are not together in our poverty. Wine can relieve sorrow, but how long can it relieve it?" Not long after, Wang Zhideng returned from the capital with a loss, but he did not return to Jinling, but chose to take a detour to Gusu.

Ma Xianglan was heartbroken after hearing this and went to Suzhou alone to comfort her lover. Even if Wang Zhideng was ruthless, he could not help but be moved by her.

Since then, the two have been in contact as siblings, and Ma Xianglan often stays in Suzhou to confide in Wang Zhideng. Their relationship is so delicate that it can neither be justified nor go further.

It's not the mountains and rivers that separate us, nor is it the separation between life and death, but that we clearly love each other but have to pretend to be indifferent.

Ma Xianglan waited for 30 years. During this period, she rejected many suitors, just to wait for Wang Zhideng. She once wrote a poem: "I always look at the orchid and bamboo, and write poems every night. I travel along the three rivers in Korean and sleep in the autumn wind all night.

The gods are returning, and they are looking forward to the return boat all day long. "That year, Wang Zhideng celebrated his 70th birthday. Ma Xianglan spent all her money to buy a boat, assisted the singer in re-staging "Northern West Chamber", and performed on stage herself.

It had been 16 years since they last met. Wang Zhideng wrote in his own handwriting that lively performance: "The four seats sang and danced until dawn, and there was no movement since Fuchai." Ma Xianglan was over years old and knew that her youth was gone and her love would fade away.

She was willing to give up everything for a moment of joy. This feast seemed perfect, but in fact it consumed her life's efforts and made up for 30 years of regret and longing. At that time, Ma Xianglan was seriously ill and had a premonition that her life was coming to an end.

She followed Wang Zhideng back to the north, and when they arrived at Suzhou, she burst into tears and said goodbye to Wang Zhideng affectionately. After the separation, Wang Zhideng lived his life as usual, and even took concubines and had children at the age of 70.

However, he had no idea of ​​the loneliness and despair Ma Xianglan endured on her way home.

After returning to her hometown of Nanjing, Ma Xianglan realized that her life was about to end. She dressed up carefully, placed her favorite orchids all over the living room, sat among them quietly, and passed away. After a lifetime of waiting, she still hadn't waited for the three words in her heart. What is love in the world? It makes people promise to be together for life and death.

——"A wise man does not fall in love."

——"There are three thousand diseases in life, but only lovesickness cannot be cured."

——"I'm not a foodie, but when I see this name, I think of Malantou."

——"Then you still say you are not a foodie?"