To save oneself with hope, to be clear and clear.
"Huai Jie wishes his teachers and friends good health throughout his life, and also wishes the people a harvest of thousands of grains in the autumn."
"Don't you have any private wishes of your own?"
"I have, but I don't dare. I hope I won't meet her in the cold snow in the next life." Zhang Huaijie has never forgotten his encounter with Shuchu in the cold wind.
He treated her with respect, love, hatred and pity. I respect her for being able to find a way out of the swamp, I love her for not being afraid of the dark night and support him with her, I hate her for hurting herself and suffering, I pity her for floating like duckweed.
Later generations had mixed reviews of Zhang Huaijie. Some said he was cold-faced and snake-hearted, while others said he was aloof and aloof. In fact, it is difficult to judge.
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She despises her own background, but is also grateful for her own background. However, in her weak argument, there is a person behind her, who is shielded by the mountains and tolerated by the sea. She yearns for and resists the luxury of the high-ranking clan, and the weakness of human nature leaves her nowhere to hide.
In the previous life, there was a woman who always looked at me with pity, as if she was pity, but also as if she was sad. She never imagined that she would become this person after her rebirth. It turns out that the person who looked at her with this kind of look was herself. Cause and effect, she wanted to change everything, and she kept going back and forth, unable to avoid this disaster.
[Zhuang Pan: "People who don't know think you like me."
Shu Chu: "Isn't it normal to fall in love with yourself? I love my soul!"
Zhang Huaijie: "What about me?"
Jiang Wangqing: "What about me?"
Liu Peizhi: "And I..."]
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I am afraid that the old man who was an official in the court would never have imagined that Mr. Zhang Huaijie, who regarded human life as an ant, would lightly frown and tighten his long gown for the woman they were ashamed of. They would just shake their heads and say: "What a pity, what a pity!"
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Jiang Wangqing died in the 16th year of Kaisheng's reign, at the age of 22. He was holding a bamboo bone fan in his hand. The damaged prison clothes and the delicate fan were extremely torn. He wanted to recall every detail of his relationship with Shu Chu before he died, fearing that they would never see each other again in the next life, but the pain of being skinned completely destroyed his soul.
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They struggled, failed, and finally sacrificed themselves.
Intention: I want to fade the winter snow with red plums, and look up at the bright moon with my heart.