In the first half of her life, Jia Xichun was a boudoir lady, enjoying a life without touching the spring water. In the second half of her life, she became a nun and slept alone next to the ancient Buddha with a green lantern.
I still remember her verdict:
Xu Hua Wu: How about seeing through those three springs, the pink peaches and the green willows?
Destroy this time and look for the pure peace. What can I say? The sky is full of young peaches, and there are many apricots in the clouds. In the end, who will survive the fall? Look at that, the people in Baiyang Village are sobbing, and the ghosts are moaning under the green maple forest. Even more, the tombs are covered with decaying grass. What's wrong is that yesterday's poor and today's rich are toiling, and the spring is prosperous and the autumn flowers are tormented. Like this, who can escape the calamity of life and death? I heard that the precious tree in the west is whistling and bears the fruit of longevity.
Looking back on the past, what role did she play in Yingchun's death, Tanchun's distant marriage, and the grudges between Daiyu, Baochai, and Baoyu?
Now that I come back, I will definitely be a different Jia Xichun!