A Love and a Grudge in the Early Southern Song

"Touching for Fish" Ask the world, what is love? Directly teach life and death to make love? Traveling from all over the world, Lao Wing has experienced the cold and heat several times. Pleasure is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children. Jun Ying should say: Thousands of miles of clouds and dusk snow on thousands of mountains. Who are the shadows going to? On Hengfen Road, the lonely days were filled with the sound of drums, and the desolate smoke was still plain and clear. How come the souls are summoned, and the mountain ghosts cry secretly in the wind and rain. The sky is jealous, and if you don't believe it, all the birds and swallows will be like loess. For thousands of years, in order to entertain the scholar, he sang and drank wildly and visited Yanqiu. On Huaiwei's thirtieth birthday, Zhao Qingcun gave her two birthday gifts: a wrist-releasing knife and a small white horse. Huaiwei named the little white horse: Moyuer. This reminds me of Yuan Haowen's famous poem "Moyuer·Yanqiu Ci". I also like this poem very much, so I want to use this poem as the beginning to write down some of my feelings. Compared with my sister's first two works, this book "Drinking as a Forfeit" brought me a more real feeling and shock deep in my heart, which will last for a long time. I clearly remember that when I read chapters 55 and 56, I read that the Song Army was defeated in the Northern Expedition, that the soldiers abandoned their helmets and armor and fled in all directions, that Zhao Qingcun was shot by an arrow and fell to the ground and was dying, and that he missed and missed Huaiwei in his heart. I am afraid that we will never see each other again. When I read the sentence in Wang Wei's "Youth Journey", "Who knows how painful it is to go to the side court, even if you die, you can still smell the fragrance of your chivalrous bones.", I felt like I was holding a breath in my chest, and tears fell silently from my eyes. Because I was in a study room and there were other people around. So I could only quickly wipe away my tears, then open the door and go for a walk outside, trying to calm down. I was walking on the street and remembered that the poem "Youth" had been sung musically by singers such as Ayunga and Zheng Yunlong on the "Classic Chant" program, so I turned on the player and clicked on this song. When the poems were covered with magnificent melody and rang in my ears, my emotions were finally released. I no longer had to wipe away my tears and just let them flow freely. Along with the singing, I raised my head and saw a cold moon hanging in the night sky. I looked at it silently, thinking of Lu You, Xin Qiji, Yue Fei and other famous generals of the Song Dynasty, and of their eternal famous lines: Before Hu is extinct, the hair on the temples will begin to fall. Tears flowed in vain. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and my body is in Cangzhou. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happens in vain! I want to express my thoughts to Yao Qin. If you have few close friends, no one will listen when your string is broken. At that moment, I felt as if I understood them in an instant. I understand why they feel so helpless, so sad and angry. They are so eager to regain the lost ground and restore the prestige of the Song Dynasty! Like Zhao Qingcun. However, they must have witnessed, as Zhao Qingcun saw, corpses strewn across the fields, rivers of blood, broken flags, and broken mountains and rivers. As the authorities, they saw that the soldiers' morale was shattered and they were completely defeated. Seeing the balance of victory tilting towards the enemy, seeing the Song army's power is over and unable to recover. The ambition in the heart is hard to achieve and the righteous indignation is full of it. How can the few words in the poem be able to relieve it? I imagine that more than 800 years ago, they looked at the cold moon in the sky as sadly as I do now! The difference is that I cried sadly because I read Zhao Qingcun's story, because I remembered their immortal poems, and because I understood and admired their patriotism. But I know very well that my sadness is nothing compared to the heart-breaking feelings they felt when they faced the real flames of war, when their country was destroyed and their family was destroyed, when they had no real way to serve the country, or even the real hope of saving the country. But I want to use my sister's writing and Zhao Qingcun's story to have a dialogue with patriotic generals such as Lu You, Xin Qiji, and Yue Fei from more than 800 years ago: I am grateful for your loyalty and love for your country and your homeland, and I will keep you in my heart deeply. Please believe that the day when the "Southern Division and the North Decide on the Central Plains Day" will eventually come. On that day, please let our ancestors witness with us through our eyes! (The following is my subjective opinion. Please forgive me if I am wrong!) In my opinion, the several books written by my sister have a constant theme: women's active awakening. Whether it is Yun Changning in "Ninety Thousand Snows in Dunhuang" or Yan Huaiwei in the book "Drinking as a Fine", in such a male-dominated social system, it is extremely difficult for them to get rid of secular prejudices, get rid of a series of spiritual shackles such as "three obediences and four virtues" and "men are superior to women", live their true selves, and find their own path. But through the writing of their sister, they finally reached the ideal shore in their hearts after going through many difficulties and obstacles. They are lucky. Because their hearts are firm and tough enough. Otherwise, other women at that time might have surrendered after experiencing a few things that happened to them, and would be willing to return to their previous lives and end their lives in the cage of established rules. But I can't say such things shamelessly. Because it takes great courage and a tough heart to break the deep-rooted secular concepts that have stood in front of women for thousands of years and to overcome the real sufferings. No bystander should use God's perspective to talk about your bravery and her cowardice. I think having the courage to face them is a kind of bravery in itself. Precisely because there are countless people trying to break out of this chaotic night, finally someone can truly reach the dawn. Every setback and suffering that Yun Changning and Yan Huaiwei experienced was heart-breaking and bone-breaking, but after every heart-breaking experience, they grew into hearts that were more vigorous than before! After each deboning, bone grows stronger than before. From cutting out their hearts and bones to being reborn, they blazed their own path in resistance and self-salvation. Just as Yan Huaiwei finally became the second master of Longtoushan. The love between her and Zhao Qingcun has always been evenly matched. Between the two of them, there is no village master and Mrs. Yazhai. There is no one who surrenders to anyone or is dependent on anyone. They are each other's pillars of support and each other's good helpers. I don't have to look up to you, and you won't look down on me. We can only look at each other at eye level. In "Ninety Thousand Snows in Dunhuang", the same is true for the relationship between Yun Changning and Li Qingqing. And who wouldn't envy and yearn for such a relationship? However, in today's society, how many people can achieve such a leveled view? I think this is exactly what my sister has always wanted to convey to us through words. Why do men think that men are superior to women? Why do they favor boys over girls? Why do women have long hair and short knowledge? How can there be any necessary surrender and attachment? How can you be so high and mighty and me so inexplicably low as dust? How can there be a haughty looking down in your eyes and a humble looking up in my eyes? Go to hell with all this pedantry and dross! You and I should be equally divided, and you and I should each have our own world, without any charity or gift. Women can also move forward courageously! You can also see the vastness of the sky and the earth on your own! Yan Huaiwei and Zhao Qingcun have been committed to each other for life and death. Their love is the best love, a silent infiltration, no self-restraint, no attachment to others, and joy. They have truly become "flying guests from all over the world." I am thinking that if the ending is rewritten, Zhao Qingcun really died on the battlefield, and he died a worthy death, fulfilling his own ambition. As Yan Huaiwei said: "He has not left. He is somewhere in this world, relying on his true intention, doing what he is willing to do - unrestrained and moving forward. So I can't cry for him, I should be happy for him." So I think that in Yan Huaiwei's heart, there will not be the author's question in the beginning of "Yanqiu Ci": Who is the shadow going to in the vast clouds and dusk snow on thousands of mountains? She knows: You are like the snow on thousands of mountains, and my temples are withered together. Zhao Qingcun has always been by her side. She is never just a shadow, she also knows where to go! May we all move forward bravely like Huaiwei!

It's light, very gentle, and I really want to cry... 😭 I'm going to cry, woo woo 😭 😭 😭 Thank you for this book, which gave me a new world. I truly understood "being a pair of equally loyal people" and made me discover that in fact, the end of love is not marriage. I know, but I will also naturally envy and long for boundless favor, so that I dwarf and infantilize myself, hide my edges and pretend to be cute 🥺 There may be personality factors, but this book is indeed the first book that told me so shockingly 😭 Sister Qingming, I will follow you forever! 😭

It's finished. I feel a touch of happiness... From Dunhuang to the fine wine. I really like every character written by my sister. I look forward to the new article 😭 😭 😭 Huaiwei and Zhao Qingcun will continue to hold hands in the next life kkk

Freedom and wealth... Are really the best gifts (wipe away tears) btw Zhao Qingcun will pack up and go online soon!

Hey hey, here I come! This year has been quite busy, so I read this book intermittently. It wasn't until this week that I finally made up my mind to read it again from the first chapter seriously, and finally caught up with the progress on Sister Qingming's birthday! The weather is nice these days. It's just a good time to take advantage of the warm sunshine, read it carefully, appreciate the various plots, and make essays to leave your mood at that time. (Ah, I hope my ability to write comments has not declined) In many moments, I just feel that time is fleeting and the years are peaceful. I think that both the poet Mu Qingming and the writer Mu Qingming must be grateful to Sister Qingming for her endless writing, using the most beautiful words to describe the warmth and ups and downs of the world, the joys and sorrows, and bringing endless courage and strength to this world. I wish sister Qingming a happy birthday, good health and happiness every day. And divide the wealth and wealth of the pregnant girl in half with her sister. [Cat head][Three-flowered cat head][Drop-eared rabbit head][Erect-eared rabbit head][Panda head] (ps: Looking forward to the sweet ending, looking forward to the perfect ending of this book ~ [Ju Tang])

The ending is so good [bursts crying] The loved ones finally go to each other, and there is money, freedom, and dreams. And it's been five months since I wrote this article. Time flies so fast, but I still can't read enough. Hehe, please give me a sequel.

The finale will be released tomorrow 🐰 ~ Dear readers, babies and adults, see you tomorrow [Let me be healthy] 😳 😍

After finishing the chase, I read it several times and wrote an essay. After sorting it out, I really like the author's writing style. It's just like the sentence in the article. It's so sweet. He's really talented and knows a lot. The article is mixed with many historical events and interspersed with the deeds of Li Qingzhao and the heroine. It's not inconsistent at all. The heroine is well described. She is my favorite type. She has beautiful features, slim figure, talented people, loves to read books, and is involved in a wide range of topics. She is self-respecting and arrogant. She is still a greedy girl. Considering the background of the Southern Song Dynasty, her ideal is freedom and wealth. She has become very clear-headed. After experiencing a failed marriage, she learned the lesson and did not blindly enter the next marriage. Although the male protagonist is really good to her and really loves her, she is also quite smart. She saves Zhao and does not take much money. She really does things without saying anything and helps the mother and daughter who are in trouble. Moreover, there are several incidents in the article. It can be seen that her thoughts and knowledge are broader than others. I also like the male protagonist. He is handsome, tall, and has good martial arts. He is patriotic and talented. He knows how to see a doctor. He is self-restrained and polite. He is gentle and elegant. He dares to pursue love. But he also knows how to restrain himself and pay silently. He is steady in everything. He is very smart and considerate. He is also flirtatious. He makes people feel warm. He is really top-notch. He is firm and dedicated enough. He is willing to give and gives many things to the heroine. He will remember what the heroine says. He helped the heroine carry a lot of things and he didn't say anything and just did it silently. It was really good. I respect the heroine and appreciate the heroine. I think the hero is really okay. The scenery is bright and the moon is bright and white, hahaha.

God knows I wanted to cry when I saw the words "Big Mom" ​​[Crying loudly] Li Qingzhao would also be very emotional and relieved when he saw Huaiwei's later life. The country left behind for future generations to worry about, and Huaiwei really did it personally. The background of the Southern Song Dynasty is really heavy. Fortunately, they were given a mountain and a village. Fortunately, at the age of eighty-eight, Huaiwei could still see the last charm of Lin'an (it's good to see two people without descendants). I have seen through life and death, and I have also seen the vastness of the sky and the earth. Life is worth living.

The scene in this extra chapter about the girls in the micro-education village reminds me of Dun Jiu's Detachment of Women, which is also a legacy of a group of girls full of vitality. I particularly like this ending.