Poetry of grief and indignation
【Part 1】
Han Ji lost his authority, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. If you want to usurp the land, you will first harm the virtuous. Forced to move to the old state, support the Lord to strengthen themselves.
Hai Nei Xingyi, want to discuss the ominous. Zhuo Zhong came to the east, and the golden armor shone brightly. The Pingtu people are fragile, and the soldiers are all Hu Qiang.
Hunting wild besieged the city, and all directions were destroyed. There was no remains, and the corpses refused. The horse hangs the man's head on the side, and the horse carries the woman behind.
Long drive west into the customs, the road is dangerous and obstructed. Also Gu Miao meditated, and the liver and spleen were rotten. Ten thousand of them shall not be allowed to gather.
Or there are flesh and bones, and they dare not speak. Frustrated machine slightly, words and words to kill the prisoner. To be a pavilion blade, I Cao will not live.
He will not be able to bear his life, and he will not be able to bear his scolding. Or add a cane to the stool, and the poisonous pain ginseng is combined. Dan wept, and the night sat in sorrow.
If you want to die, you can't get it, and you can't live if you want to live. He who is a man of heaven suffers from this misfortune. The border is different from The Chinese, and the people are less righteous.
There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and the wind is from spring and summer. He blew my clothes and swept them into my ears. I miss my parents and lament endlessly.
There are guests from outside, and they are often happy to hear. Greeting his news, he was not in the township. When you meet, you will meet yourself.
He shall be freed from self-righteousness, and shall forsake his son. Heaven is filled with hearts, and there is no other meeting date. Survival is eternally separated, and it is not easy to reconcile with it.
He hugged me by the neck and asked my mother what she wanted. When the mother is gone, will there be a time for return. Amu is always merciful, and now he is even more unkind.
I'm not an adult yet, so I don't care. Seeing this collapse within five, trance is crazy. The trumpet sobbed and caressed, when the question was repeated.
There are both contemporaries, sending each other goodbye. I am alone, and the cries are broken. The horse is standing, the car is not turning.
The spectators sighed and whimpered as they walked. Go and cut love, march day by day. Three thousand miles, when to resume the meeting.
Thinking of me out of my belly, Hun is destroyed. To the end of the family, but also to the end of the chinese and foreign countries. The city is mountainous, and the court is full of thorns.
White bones do not know who, vertical and horizontal can not be covered. There was no sound outside, and the jackals barked and barked. Cocoon to the lonely scene, the liver and lungs.
Ascending to the far horizon, the soul suddenly flew away. If life is exhausted, others will be lenient. For the sake of rejuvenation, although the birth is not good.
Entrust yourself to the new people, and do your best to encourage yourself. Exile becomes contemptuous, and often fears that it will be re-donated. When life is geometric, I have sorrow all the years.
【Part 2】
He was in trouble with the world. Clan Funeral Portal List. Entering Xiguan with a slight grasp. Adventure is a snag.
The valley is long. He sighed but sighed. Sleeplessly can't sleep. Hungry and unable to eat.
Often drooling and not drying. Bo Zhijie thought of death. Although it is alive and invisible. But the other side is far away from the Yang Essence.
Yin Qi condenses snow and summer zero. The desert is dusty. There are grasses and trees that are not proud of spring. Man is like a beast and eats stinky.
The words stopped. March in the twilight of the year. The night is long and forbidden. Can't sleep up the screen camp.
Deng Hu Dian xi near the Guangting. Xuan Yun and Xi Feng Moon Star. The north wind was fierce. Hu Di moved the side of the horse.
Lone goose hissed. Musicians play the piano kite. The sound and the sound are sad and clear. My heart was full of anger.
I want to be relieved and afraid of everyone. With a weeping nose on the neck. Home is welcoming angelica. Born of the long road donation.
The child cried out in silence. I couldn't bear to listen. Chase me away. Suddenly revived the shape of the face.
It also breaks people's feelings. Resurrection from the dead.
These two poems are from the hand of Cai Wenji, conveying the inner monologue of a tragic woman with a lot of fate.
The happiness of Cai Wenji and Dong Qi in their later years is fictional, because there is no record in the history books whether Cao Cao sent a fast horse to recover the fate that killed Dong Qi. The Sui Shu Jing Bi Zhi has a volume of Cai Wenji's Collection, but the Song Dynasty has been lost, with a difference of 10 years of sister-brother love and a huge disparity in family backgrounds between the two, and it is difficult to go to the end. Cai Wenji's father was a general of Zuo Zhonglang, and her ex-husband was a foreign prince (some might say that she was not married to King Zuoxian, and the history books say that she was "not married to King Zuoxian", but the de facto marriage was also a marriage), and her former husband was a door valve of the Shi clan, and Dong Qi was only a Tuntian Du lieutenant under Cao Cao.
Secondly, Cai Wenji is a poet, writer, musician, and calligrapher. This is inseparable from her family education background. 还有的《胡茄十八拍》:“人生倏忽兮如白驹之过隙，然不得欢乐兮当我之盛年”。 Although there are not many poems she left behind, they are of high quality, occupy a place in Jian'an literature, and are also representatives of wuyan poetry. Musically, she is a musical prodigy who inherited the musical talent of her father Cai Yong and passed on the famous Jiaowei qin to her. In the history of calligraphy, she is the teacher of Wang Xizhi's teacher. In the late Tang Dynasty, Zhang Yanyuan wrote a mysterious system of penmanship inheritance, which mentioned that Cai Yong received penmanship from the gods and passed it on to Cui Yan and his daughter Cai Wenji. Later, Cai Wenji passed on her penmanship to posterity. It can be said that Cai Wenji's father and daughter have pioneered the teaching of literati calligraphy and brushwork.
In the era when Cai Wenji lived, Ban Zhao's "Female Commandments" were indiscriminate, and the three from the four virtues began to prevail, the husband could remarry, and the wife could not remarry. If placed in modern times, she is undoubtedly a respected gentleman and a sister who rides the wind and waves.
However, in the Later Han Dynasty Book of Lienu Biography, she does not even appear by name. I have the impression that "The Biography of the Daughters of Lie" has Cai Yan, but I didn't find it for half a day, and finally I found an article called "Dong Qi's Wife".
Finally, it is impossible to examine whether she is the mother of the sheep or not, and there is no detailed argument to support it.