In the thirty-first year of Guangxu (1905), Wang Guowei returned home in the dust.
This time, it was too long to be away from home.
Wang Guowei imagined that when he saw his wife, a trace of sweetness swelled in his heart.
When he returned home, his wife Mo Shi greeted him, full of joy.
When Wang Guowei looked at his wife's face, he was stunned, no longer his former youth, full of vicissitudes.
The years have relentlessly imprinted on her face!
She's old!
Wang Guowei was full of emotion and wrote a poem:
Butterfly Koika
After reading the bitterness of parting at the end of the world, I don't return, and the flowers are as promised.
The bottom of the flowers looked at each other without saying a word, and the green window was twilight in spring.
To tell the acacia lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred.
The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree.
A sentence of "the most can't stay in the world, Zhu Yan remarks the mirror and the tree of words" expresses the irretrievable sadness of time!
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The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree
In November 1895, at the age of 20, Wang Guowei married a Mo woman.
The order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, this is a naked arranged marriage.
Fortunately, although Mok is three years older than Wang Guowei, he is gentle and virtuous.
Mutual respect and love with Wang Guowei, humble and courteous to his in-laws.
Two years after getting married, Wang Guowei went to work at the Shanghai "Shiwu Bao".
His wife, Mo, stayed in her hometown - Haining, Zhejiang.
Serving the in-laws, raising children, and taking care of the housework, Mo's shoulders it all by himself.
What a virtuous wife!
Wang Guowei has been on the go for many years.
He worked in Shanghai and went to Japan to study.
After returning to China, he taught in Nantong and Suzhou.
He is so busy that he can only return to his hometown several times a year to talk to his wife and reunite with his relatives.
Husband and wife, together, parting, together, parting.
Time flies, and in the summer of 1905, he returned to his hometown and was reunited with his wife.
This year, ten years have passed since they got married.
The years are fleeting, and the years are not forgiving!
The wife is no longer young and beautiful, and her face is full of vicissitudes.
He wrote this poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers":
After reading the bitterness of parting at the end of the world, I don't return, and the flowers are as promised.
The bottom of the flowers looked at each other without saying a word, and the green window was twilight in spring.
To tell the acacia lamp, a wisp of new love, a thousand wisps of old hatred.
The most important thing is that the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan is a flowery tree.
For so many years, I have been on the go, and we have experienced the pain of parting.
He and his wife looked at each other silently, unable to say a word.
People, like the flowers of spring, are also twilight.
He sighed: The most important thing is that life can't be kept, and Zhu Yan is a rhetorical tree.
That's the helplessness of the irreversible time.
Three years later, Mrs. Mo fell ill, and Wang Guowei hurried back to Haining.
Ten days later, his wife died.
Time has taken away the lover after all.
No one is hand in hand with Mochizuki anymore, and no one is at home anymore, waiting for him to return.
Time always flies, and it's scary to rush it!
The most important thing is that we can't keep it in the world, and many times we have not lived seriously, and we are old.
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Between the world and the world, like a white horse passing through the gap,
All of a sudden.
Growing old is an eternal topic.
More than 2,000 years ago, Zhuangzi once said: Between the world and the world, like a white horse, it is all of a sudden.
Huan Wen, the powerful minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, felt the most.
That year, Huan Wen was in Langya County, and the county was in Jincheng.
He planted a willow tree.
Over the years, Huan Wen has fought in the north and south, and has long been a powerful minister under one person and above ten thousand people.
He passed through Jincheng again and found a willow tree that had been planted.
More than ten years have passed, and the willow tree has grown into a giant tree with a thick trunk, which is not comparable to the past.
Looking at this willow tree, Huan Wen seemed to see his young self.
That young and heroic boy, that precious time, is gone forever.
Thinking of this, Huan Wen, who was fighting on the battlefield, cried: The tree is still like this, how can people be worthy.
The trees have grown so big, let alone people.
No one escapes the baptism of time.
So, people are afraid of the passage of time.
Women are always more afraid of getting older.
In the Tang Dynasty for more than 900 years, it was another parting night.
Wei Zhuang couldn't sleep.
He is about to go away, and the beauty is reluctant, but helpless.
She played a weeping piece for Wei Zhuang.
Yiyi sent him out, leaving only one sentence: persuade me to go home early, the green window is like a flower.
In ancient times, women had no independent value in life, and could only hope for men's love.
Therefore, youth and beauty are very important to them.
Come back early, under the green window, a beautiful woman like a flower is waiting for you.
They know very well that flowers will fall with the twilight of spring, and their beautiful faces will grow old with time.
No one can live forever in their youth.
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Floating like a dream, for joy?
It's better to travel at night
Cao Pi also had moments of joy.
This year, Cao Pi wrote a letter to his friend Wu Zhen.
At the beginning, it was said: years are easy to get, don't come back for four years.
It's been four years since we were separated, and he's missing it so much.
Memories come flooding back.
Cao Pi is also a fun-loving person, always making appointments with a large group of friends, and when he goes out, one car after another.
When sitting, one mat is one mat after another.
Everyone raised their glasses, drank heartily, and the pipes sang in unison!
When inspiration came, he raised his head and wrote poetry.
The sound of laughter, the sound of wine glasses, the sound of music, and the sound of chanting are intertwined, and it is very lively!
What a joy it was!
Cao Pi thought that they could be happy forever and never separate.
But in just three or four years, friends died one after another.
The collection of poems became a register of the dead.
All the good things passed away quietly.
Only the wine at that time, the poems at that time, and the moonlight at that time made him reminisce again and again, reminiscing about the good times that he could not go back to.
What to do?
Once time has passed, how can it be retained?
Cao Pi sighed: The candle night tour is very reasonable.
Candle night tour is really a good idiom.
At night, you can play with candles and no time wasted.
Li Bai also agrees with this very much.
That night, he and his cousins feasted and wrote poems, and they were very happy.
With emotion, he wrote the next article "Preface to the Spring Night Banquet from the Peach Garden", which began with the words:
Those who husband heaven and earth are also the rebels of all things; Those who have passed through time are also passers-by for hundreds of generations. And floating like a dream, for joy? The ancients traveled at night with candles, and there was a good thing.
Heaven and earth are the hostel of all things.
Time is a passer-by that continues for hundreds of generations.
Life is short, floating, and like a dream, how many happy days can there be?
The ancients said: hold a candle and play at night.
It really makes sense.
Time will pass and no one can get it back.
All we can do is have fun and leave a good mark on time.
Friends, enjoy your limited time!
Spring flowers, although short-lived, bring us eternal memories!
It's the same with life!
What do you think, poet?
(Material source: WeChat public account Classical Literature and Poetry)