When it comes to the woman who can write the most poetry in history, most people blurt out: Li Qingzhao.
But in history, there is a female poet who is almost the same as Li Qingzhao, and she also has outstanding achievements in poetry. Not only did it gain great fame at that time, but it was also praised in later generations.
Chen Tingzhuo, a famous lexicographer of the Qing Dynasty, commented on her: The realm of poetry is no less than that of Li Qingzhao.
She is Zhu Shuzhen.
However, later generations' evaluation of Zhu Shuzhen only relied on the remaining poems as a basis. In fact, she wrote a large number of poems during her lifetime, but after her death, her parents burned them to death. This fire not only burned Zhu Shuzhen's poetic meaning and life's hard work, but also made her life almost unverifiable. Zhu Shu's real life experience has become a mystery in history.
Shortly after Zhu Shuzhen's death, Wei Zhonggong, a petty official at the time, accidentally read her lyrics and was immediately shocked. Therefore, at that time, Zhu Shuzhen's scattered works were collected, a total of more than 300 poems, and after collation and compilation, the poems were named "Broken Intestine Collection", and the lyrics were named "Broken Intestine Words".
"Broken intestines" is taken from Zhu Shuzhen's own evaluation: I am a person who is sad to the point of breaking his intestines. (Original: I can't bear to see the spring light also, cover the broken intestines also.) ）
Thanks to Wei Zhonggong's compilation, otherwise this talented female poet would have disappeared into the long river of history without her works remaining.
The color is like a flower life like a leaf, which can be called the true portrayal of Zhu Shu.
Zhu Shuzhen was very intelligent when she was young, and she woke up to her poetry talent early. One summer, she was resting on the cool mat indoors, and when it was hot, she took off her red dress and fell asleep slowly in a pot of cigarettes. When I woke up, I took up my pen and wrote a poem:
The yarn cabinet is idle at the beginning of the day,
Untie the small motifs in the red dress.
A smoke cage lunch pillow,
Ice muscle sweat white lotus fragrance.
The writing is fresh and natural, which shows his talent.
In those days, women were not free, especially in marriage. Li Qingzhao was able to marry his crush as he wished, but Zhu Shuzhen was promised by his parents to be a grammar official. The husband has no great ambitions, and is extremely vulgar, focusing only on the pursuit of money. In the spiritual world, he is completely out of sync with Zhu Shuzhen.
Even if it is like a magic pen, in the face of such a layman, the mental pain can be imagined.
The married life of the two was not satisfactory at all, and Zhu Shuzhen once wrote a poem complaining about her husband:
Gulls and herons make a pool,
It is important to know that the wings are not suitable.
Dongjun is not dominated by flowers,
What a hugh.
Wings are not suitable, that is, they are not suitable for each other, there is no common language. Finally, one day, the couple had a big fight, and Zhu Shu was really like dead ash, so she returned to her mother's house.
After returning to her mother's house, Zhu Shuzhen made up her mind to break with her husband and never go back. No amount of persuasion from parents has come to fruition.
She also wrote poems:
Soil flowers can be white and red,
Late in the day can still love this work.
I'd rather hold the incense sticks on the old,
Do not dance with the yellow leaves in the autumn wind.
What about even being alone? Uphold your own playing ethics and let the world say go.
Yet she was still lucky, and she had loved her in her life.
Chancellor Zengbu's wife, Wei Play, admired Zhu Shuzhen's talent and invited her to the capital city of Bijing as a guest. Zhu Shuzhen did not want to be locked up at home all day, so she agreed to go. Even if her parents wanted to stop her, they didn't dare to stop her, so they had to let her go.
Wei Play also loves to make words, so he and Zhu Shuzhen often chant poems and write gifts, but they are also free.
One day, at a poetry meeting organized by Wei Play, Zhu Shuzhen met his crush.
She admired the personable man in the seat, and her heart had long been secretly agreed. She secretly expresses her feelings in poetry:
Spring water in front of the door is blue in the sky,
The poet on the seat is like a fairy.
Bai Bi is a pair of indefigurations,
Blowing the whistle returned and there was no chance.
Maybe it was the old red thread in the dark moon, and the man had long admired Zhu Shuzhen. So the two are naturally together.
That time was the only happy day in Zhu Shuzhen's life. She and the two of them went on a sightseeing trip, singing poetry, whispering together, and laughing together. After returning from a lake trip with her lover, she wrote a poem to express her mood:
Spoiled and not afraid of people guessing,
Sleep with clothes on your back.
The most is the time to carry,
Come back to the lazy dresser.
At that time, it was still an era when etiquette was gradually tightening, paying attention to feudal ethics, and it was taboo for men and women to travel, let alone cuddle and cuddle? But Zhu Shu really doesn't care, as long as the person she likes is around, then there is no need to be afraid of people's suspicions, and she has to fall into the arms of her lovers to sleep. As for the world's swearing, why should they care?
Zhu Shuzhen originally thought that the good days would continue like this, but unfortunately Providence made people.
In 1127, Jin soldiers went south to capture the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty, Fenjing, known in history as the Jingkang Rebellion, and the Northern Song Dynasty perished.
Zhu Shuzhen was separated from her lover in the chaos of the war, and they were separated from each other. After Zhu Shuzhen returned to her hometown in Qiantang, she could not wait for the news of her lover for a long time, and her thoughts became ill, and at the same time, people around her scolded her for being unruly, and endured verbal violence all the time.
In the spring, she lowered the curtains and did not look at the outside scenery, and the maid asked her why, and she said, "I am a person who is so sad that I can't bear to see the spring light." ”
Soon after, Zhu Shuzhen died of depression and depression. After her death, her parents felt that she had corrupted the door style, so they burned all her existing poetry works.
Thus, her lover, in the end, also has no name left. There is only one beautiful and heartwarming memory, which is recorded by her in a short poem.
Based on the remaining poems compiled by later generations, Zhu Shuzhen received praise comparable to Li Qingzhao. Someone once said that if Zhu Shuzhen's parents did not burn her works, or the most famous female poet now, it is not Li Qingzhao, but Zhu Shuzhen. What do you think?