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The four seasons are reincarnated| drizzle and wet streams, and the herbs grow with hatred every year

□ Wang Huaqi

Thinking back to Lin Huiyin, it is natural to think of Mr. Jin Yuelin, to understand Jin Yuelin was the earliest reading of Mr. Wang Zengqi's "Mr. Jin Yuelin" article, the article is not long, with comic strokes from appearance, teaching, life, temperament and other aspects, from the outside to the inside, from the form and god to write Jin Yuelin's "interesting". However, behind Mr. Wang Zengqi's humorous and funny words, I still tasted a faint bitter taste.

Mr. Lü Jiping has a sentence in the preface to Mr. Zhang Zhongxing's "Negative Trivia": "The author poured out such deep feelings about the people and things he talked about, and what he showed was so diluted and timeless. We are often able to chew out a bitter taste from this dilution of eternity, even in the humor that appears from time to time. This bitter taste is probably a sadness for those who have become beautiful people and beautiful things that have become widespread, and it is also a sincere and earnest expectation for future people and future things. Reading "Mr. Jin Yuelin" also reads a similar life situation.

The four seasons are reincarnated| drizzle and wet streams, and the herbs grow with hatred every year

The "bitter taste" of Mr. Jin Yuelin's life is more due to a pure and sour feeling. Mr. Jin Yuelin's true feelings for Lin Hui throughout his life are indeed touching, Mr. Jin Yuelin is like a bird "choosing the forest to live", the front yard of the back hall, the front yard of the back yard, it is difficult for me to guess the gentle entanglement of Liang Sicheng Lin Hui in the front yard, and the state of mind of Mr. Jin Yuelin in the backyard when he is alone with a rooster, I cannot but estimate the special feelings of a philosophical Confucian with extremely worldly thinking.

However, all the plots are beyond people's imagination, and the story is always interpreted in a very unique way.

One day about 1931, after a long chat with Jin Yuelin, in the evening, twenty-seven-year-old Lin Hui suddenly told Liang Sicheng that she was in love with two people at the same time. After pondering for a moment, Liang Sicheng's eyes behind the round black-rimmed mirror were moist, and he said that he was not as good as Old Jin (friends' nickname for Jin Yuelin), and she was free to choose. After saying that, the couple hugged their headaches and cried. The next day, Lin Huiyin told Jin Yuelin what Liang Sicheng said, and Mr. Jin Yuelin said very calmly: "It seems that Sicheng really loves you, and I can't hurt someone who loves you." I should quit. ”

In the preface to the book "Lin Huiyin", the great writer Zhang Jie said: "Dare to love, can love, especially the lovely Liang Sicheng with his unparalleled solid foundation and grand structure (architectural terms) to support and care for Lin Huiyin's life, but it is rare to have a foothold!" As if Ren Gong's son, Hui Yin's husband is his symbol (of course, the people in the architectural circles should be regarded as a different matter); this is because of the huge shadow of Xu Zhimo's romantic poets, Liang Sicheng inevitably became a foil in the life and death of others! This is the most popular and popular Lin Huiyin 'reading book'. Therefore, we have reason to pay special attention to Zhang Qingping's "Lin Huiyin", hoping that her pen will return the truth of one's history, so that readers can understand the paleness of today's people in the spiritual style of Lin Huiyin. "Yes, the concoction of many emotional stories about Lin Huiyin is disrespectful to Mr. Liang Sicheng, and even more disrespectful to Lin Huiyin.

The four seasons are reincarnated| drizzle and wet streams, and the herbs grow with hatred every year

I think I should read Mr. Jin Yuelin's almost holy feelings for Lin Huiyin with absolute devotion, and sometimes I feel that the emotion is like a lotus on a snowy mountain, and Mr. Jin Yuelin is like an ascetic monk, worshipping him. To love a woman is to love everything she loves, even to the people she loves and the people who love her. Since then, the "old Jin" who has never married in his life has stuck to his own strong feelings, and has lived with the Liang family for a long time, caring for the Liang and Lin families like the eldest brother (Jin is nine years older than Lin). Lin and Liang died successively, and until the 1980s, Jin Yuelin, who was old, still lived with Liang and Lin's son Liang Congjie and regarded him as his own. Mr. Jin Yuelin has always regarded Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin as his "closest friends" in his life.

It is said that in the early 1980s, two editors in Fujian went to interview Mr. Jin Yuelin in order to edit Lin Huiyin's anthology, but Mr. Jin Yuelin was reluctant to speak for a long time. The editor wrote: "I can't tell the way he looked at the time, I can only feel that the emotional storm of half a century was steaming sharply on his face." Finally, word for word, he told us unequivocally: 'All my words should be spoken to herself, and I cannot say them.' He paused, looking even more sacred and solemn, "I have no chance to say it to herself, I don't want to say it, I don't want to say it!" When he finished, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and fell silent. ”

I think how thick the love that has been accumulated for decades will be, like the mountains, like the surging sea.

It is said that one day many years after Lin Huiyin's death, Mr. Jin Yuelin invited friends to a party at the Beijing Hotel, and when everyone was wondering, he suddenly said quietly: "Today is Lin Huiyin's birthday!" "The whole seat was shocked and sighed for a long time. In the depths of the heart of this famous philosopher and founder of Chinese logic, he cherished such persistent and timeless feelings, which was really "a lonely and broken intestine, who wept bitterly, tasted all the pain of boundless lovesickness, and was full of red faces, but expected several rounds of vicissitudes." Some people say that love is a bow that wraps the otherwise unremarkable days like a gift. I think that Mr. Jin Yuelin must have gone to see Lin Huiyin with an extremely generous gift.

The four seasons are reincarnated| drizzle and wet streams, and the herbs grow with hatred every year

Empty, say wind flow. Love, not to have, but to give, there is a love in this world will never fade, consume, and grow old with the passage of time like a beautiful face.

I have no intention of comparing Mr. Xu Zhimo and Mr. So-and-so and Mr. Jin Yuelin's feelings for Lin Huiyin, but every time I read the emotional story of Mr. Jin Yuelin and Lin Huiyin, my inner emotions began to ferment, and all warm and soft thoughts were like willows on an April day on earth.

Qingming remembers the old people, drizzle wet streams, spring water babbling love flow short, yerba bubed and hate long.

About author:Wang Huaqi is a middle school Chinese teacher

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