The regret of Lu You’s life may be related to Tang Wan.
Tang Wan is Lu You’s cousin, and the two are in love with each other very much. However, Lu You’s mother couldn’t bear to see her son abandoning his studies because he indulged in the love of his children.
Under the intervention of Mother Lu, Lu You and Tang Wan were forced to separate. At first, Lu You placed Tang Wan in place. Elsewhere, but in the end, she was discovered by her mother. The two lovers eventually separated from each other.
Tang Wan is deeply in love with Lu You, why is it not the same for Lu You to Tang Wan? Let’s read Lu You’s most affectionate six lines of poetry and experience his affection for Tang Wan.
Spring is as old as ever, the people are empty and thin, and the tears are red and red.
Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion.
Although the Shanmeng is still there, the brocade book is hard to trust. Mo, Mo, Mo!
——Lu You’s “Chaitoufeng”
Tears washed away the carmine on his face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. The peach blossoms in the village fell on the silent and empty pond pavilion. The vow to love each other forever is still there, but the letter from Jinwen is no longer difficult to deliver. Mo, Mo, Mo!
It is said that after many years of separation, Lu You and Tang Wan met in Shenyuan. Don’t marry someone else, Lu You sighed and wrote the song “Chai Tou Feng” on the wall in Shen Yuan.
Once eachother is still there, but people have left. Wouldn’t the ending have been different if I had been braver in the first place?
Shou Ri Zeng wrote poems on chrysanthemum pillows, and edited the remaining manuscripts to lock spider silk.
Everything in the world is exhausted, only the fragrance is like the old days.
——”The poems about the chrysanthemum pillow that I tasted at the 20th of the year are quite passed down. This autumn, I even picked chrysanthemum seam pillow bag sadly”
Lu You was sixty-three years old, in Yanzhou Be an official. One day I went to pick chrysanthemums to sew pillow bags, and I remembered the past when I was 20 years old and Tang Wan picked chrysanthemums to make pillow bags.
There is a song once sung:
For the rest of my life, Dongxue is you, Chunhua is you, and Xia Yu is also you.
If you really love someone, everything is her.
When I picked chrysanthemums in autumn, I remembered the past of picking chrysanthemums with Tang Wan. Now, everything is over, only the aroma of the chrysanthemums is the same as before.
The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, once a shocking shadow.
——Lu You’s “Shen Garden Two Songs, Part 1”
“Qidong Ye Yu” records: When Lu You lived in Shaoxing, he would climb mountains to look at Shen Garden every time he entered the city. Write two “Shen Garden” poems.
The grass still grows and the warbler flies, the willow silk still flutters, and the spring water is still green. Lu You recalled: I was here and saw her graceful figure floating in the air.
The word “Zeng” tells all the good things in the past, but now, I can only grieve alone.
This body travels as Jishan soil, and there is still a trace of death.
——Lu You’s “Shenyuan No. 2, Part Two”
Forty years after Tang Wan passed away, Lu You came to Shenyuan again to miss her.
The willows in Shenyuan are too old to blow, and Lu You himself is too old to sink into the ground Yes, but he still stubbornly came to Shenyuan, missing the emotion that passed away.
If you want to use time to measure the sincerity of a relationship, Lu You’s love for Tang Wan is undoubtedly true love.
It’s spring again at Xiao Mo in the south of the city, and I see plum blossoms but no one.
The jade bones have been buried under the spring for a long time, and the ink marks still remain in the dust on the walls.
——Lu You’s “Sleepwalking in Shen’s Garden Pavilion on December 2nd and Night”
Lu You came to Shen’s Garden again at the age of eighty-one.
The small road in the south of the city has come to spring again, but I only see plum blossoms, but not you. After such a long time, my sweetheart has already become the dust underground, and the ink marks of “Chai Tou Feng” written on the wall back then are about to be covered by the dust.
As time goes by, I still don’t forget the deep affection, only deep love can make people like this!
I also believe that beauty will eventually become soil, and it is unbearable that the dream is too hasty.
——Lu You’s “Spring Tour”
In the last year of his life, Lu You came to Shenyuan again. At this time, it had been more than 50 years since Tang Wan passed away.
The aged Lu You still couldn’t forget her, he said: I also know that you will die eventually, but I just can’t stand this beautiful dream going too fast.
This poem makes people cry. It is conceivable that Lu You must have dreamed of Tang Wan many times. In the dream, he could tell Tang Wan’s love again, but the beautiful dream was too short, and after waking up, he felt even more sad.
What is love? There are too many kinds of answers. I think the longing that has not changed over the years must be a kind of love. Lu You is like this to Tang Wan!