In recent years, there is a word on the Internet that is very eye-catching, called "feminism", and the people who criticize it always do their best to stigmatize it, and what it represents is not "female fist", but closer to equal rights, and is a fair and just endorsement.
Today, when the mind is open enough, it is still impossible to achieve complete equality, not to mention that in the feudal society where the mind is more imprisoned, those women who live out their own lives and are full of vigor are even more admirable for no reason.
Li Qingzhao, as an independent female representative of free and self-reliant, always inadvertently read history to make people fascinated, and those who seemed at the time to be Yi Anju's "deviant" were just her persistence and self-sustaining.
Born in a family of scholars, Li Qingzhao has a poetic reputation since she was a child, a favorable environment, innate talent, and the love of her parents, all of which give her enough confidence to explore more broadly in her own interests.
Often remember the sunset of the Creek Pavilion, drunk and do not know the way back. Returning to the boat in the evening, I mistakenly fell into the depths of the lotus flower. Scramble for the ferry, scramble for the ferry, startle a beach of gulls and herons.
- "Ru Meng Ling Chang Ji Xi Ting Sunset"
Life is smooth, marriage is happy, in the blind marriage dumb marriage abounds at that time, Li Qingzhao married her husband Zhao Mingcheng, in the prosperous world everything seems so beautiful.
Kick off the swing and get up to straighten your hands. Dew is thin and thin, and the sweat is lightly clothed. See the guests come in, the socks are cut off and the gold is slipped. And shyly walked, leaned on the door and looked back, but sniffed the green plum.
- "Dotted Lips: Kick off the Swing"
If the story stays here, it is a satisfactory ending, but it is always unsatisfactory to create people.
First the party and government of the imperial court, Li Qingzhao's father was dismissed, and later it became more and more intense, Li Qingzhao was all linked, had to be separated from Zhao Mingcheng, and after the reunion, the two lived in seclusion in Qingzhou, away from the political struggle.
Mist thick clouds worry eternal day, Rui brain dispels the golden beast. Festive and heavy sun, jade pillow yarn kitchen, cool in the middle of the night. After the east hedge put the wine at dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Mo Dao does not extinguish the soul, the curtain rolls in the west wind, and the person is thinner than the yellow flower.
- "Drunken Flowers, Misty Clouds And Sorrow Forever Day"
In the ten years of retirement, the two concentrated on creation, and although they were poor, they were also happy with themselves.
The years after that were like changing a canvas, if the previous was a beautiful scenery with bright colors, then after the "Change of Jingkang", Li Qingzhao's life suddenly became a dark ink color blob, the ink marks were shallow, but he couldn't help himself.
Born as a master, dead as a ghost. Still thinking about Xiang Yu, he refused to cross Jiangdong.
- "Summer Sentences"
First of all, after the fall of Qingzhou, Li Qingzhao began to drift away, and then Zhao Mingcheng died of illness, and most of the cultural relics were lost, and then, when he met someone who was not shushu and then married a scumbag, he also fell into prison, Li Qingzhao was greatly disappointed, and he was able to escape after several tosses.
Seeking, cold, miserable and miserable. When it is warm and cold, it is most difficult to rest. Three glasses of two light wine, how he, late wind. Yan Guoye is sad, but he is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers pile up all over the ground. Haggard, now who can pick it up. Guarding the window, how to be born black alone. Sycamores are more drizzling, and by dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word.
- "Slow Voice, Seeking and Seeking"
However, fortunately, after this series of tragedies, Li Qingzhao's will to live has not been depressed, and she has been relieved from personal pain, focusing more on national affairs, creating poems such as "I want to send blood and tears to the mountains and rivers, to sprinkle the soil of the Eastern Mountains", expressing the desire to hate not being able to recover the homeland herself.
Through the ages, the eight wing buildings, the country and the mountains remain with the future generations of sorrow. The water passes through the mountains of the southern country for thousands of miles, and the air pressure jiangcheng fourteen states.
- "Title Eight Wing Building"
Although Li Qingzhao was not a woman, she was also quite concerned about current affairs, and when she was in Qingzhou, she was very dissatisfied with the Gou An Lords and factions led by Emperor Gaozong, and often wrote poems to satirize them. It can be said that her life has never been restricted, arbitrary, sometimes difficult but also self-holding.
Sick Xiao Xiao's two sideburns, lying down to see the remnant moon on the window screen. Cardamom is fried in boiled water and tea. The poetry book on the pillow is good, and the scenery in front of the door is good. All day long to people more than a pickle, wood rhinoceros flowers.
——" Spreading out the Huan Xi Sha, Sick Xiao Xiao Two Sideburns"
Some people say that she was born like a princess, but lived like a knight.
Leaning on the south window to be proud, judging the ease of the knees.
Born as a human being, who does not want a smooth life, but if you can't ask for it, at least everything is at will, this is what everyone wants, a different life.