What is it like to give up someone you love?
Some people say: It is a sudden cry after midnight dreaming.
Some people say: It is the regret after a thousand turns.
Some people say: It is the depression after years.
In this regard, the Northern Song Dynasty poet Yan Shu has the most experience.
The Song Dynasty's "Daoshan Qing Dialect" records such a story.
When Yan Shu was an official in the capital, he recruited Zhang Xian as a general judge, and Zhang Xian's words were very well written, and Yan Shu attached great importance to him.
Yan Shuxin bought a maid and loved it.
Every time Zhang Xian came, Yan Shu asked this maid to come out to accompany the banquet and sing Zhang Xian's lyrics.
The guests and hosts were very happy.
However, after a long time, Yan Shu's wife was unwilling, and in desperation, Yan Shu had to send the maid away.
One day, Zhang Xian came to YanShu Mansion again, and he wrote a song "Bi Peony" and asked the camp prostitutes to sing it as usual.
When he sang the sentence "Looking at the Extreme Blue Bridge, but the twilight clouds are thousands of miles, several mountains, and several heavy waters", Yan Shu was greatly touched.
He said movingly: Life should be happy, why do you torture yourself?
Therefore, he immediately ordered someone to go to the storeroom to withdraw the money, and took back the maid who had been sent away earlier.
After that, Yan Shu's wife did not say anything more.
Releasing his beloved maid, and then regretting it, in such a state of mind, Yan Shu wrote a poem, and the middle two sentences were heartbreaking.
"Treading Sha Xing: No Waves in the Blue Sea"
The blue sea has no waves, and Yaotai has a road. Thinking about it, he flew away.
At that time, I said goodbye to my sweetheart, and the mountains and rivers knew where to go.
The mats are dusty, and the incense is obscured by fog. The small print of the red note is attached to whom.
The tall buildings are full of twilight, and the leaves of the sycamore are xiaoxiao rain.
The Sea Immortal Mountain, there is no obstacle of the waves, to yaotai wonderland, there is also a road to pass.
We could have flown in pairs, but we didn't do that.
The deepest regret in love: nothing could have been more than that we could have been together.
I think it was so easy to say goodbye to my crush back then.
Nowadays, the mountains are also high and the water is far away, and it cannot be found everywhere.
The most regrettable thing in my life is to let go of your hand easily. When you look back, you will never be found again.
You have been gone for a long time, the mat is already covered with dust, and the room you have lived in is obscured by thick fog.
Looking at the letters that have been written, I don't know your traces, how can I send them to you?
Miss someone and have nowhere to send a book?
Climb the tall building and look off into the distance, looking for your trail.
After looking at it for a long time, it was already dusk.
However, at this time, it rained again, and the rain hit the plane tree, which added to the melancholy.
"At that time, I said goodbye to my sweetheart, and the mountains and rivers knew where to go." A sentence that writes out the helplessness and pain of the lover's separation, reads it heartily, and once became a golden sentence on the Internet.
It is always after losing that I regret not cherishing it well.
Yan Shu is like this, and so is Bai Juyi.
When Bai Juyi was young, he fell in love with the neighbor's daughter Xiang Ling.
However, because of the concept of mendi, the mother did not allow Bai Juyi to combine with Xiang Ling.
Xiang Ling was just an ordinary peasant girl.
Two lovers can only silently hide this love in their hearts.
In order to glorify the lintel, Bai Juyi was admitted to the jinshi and became an official, but when he again asked his mother to join Xiangling, he was still rejected by his mother.
At the age of 35, Bai Juyi is still alone.
He couldn't never get married.
At the age of 37, he finally got married, and Xiang Ling was hidden in his heart and became a cinnabar mole in his heart.
Many years later, on a rainy night, Bai Juyi remembered Xiangling again.
He took up his pen and wrote: I have some thoughts, separated from the distant countryside. I felt something, knotted in a deep intestine.
They, after all, missed it.
Only the endless night rain knew the sadness in his heart.
If you had been braver, wouldn't the ending have been different.
Some people say that a man will cry three times before the age of thirty-five, once to leave home to travel, once to lose a loved one, and once at the end of his youth.
Bai Juyi's growth may be at the time of losing Xiang Ling.
The same experience as Bai Juyi is Lu You.
Lu You and his ex-wife Tang Wanqin and Ming, but because of his mother's interference, Lu You had to divorce Tang Wan.
The husband and wife who were once deeply in love are now separated.
Years later, Lu You met Tang Wan and her husband in Shen Garden.
Suddenly they met, tears in their eyes.
Feeling the feeling, Lu You wrote a poem "Phoenix": Although the mountain alliance is there, the Jinshu is difficult to trust, Momomo.
Once beautiful, there is no going back.
After Tang Wan's death, Lu You was immersed in thoughts all his life and could not extricate himself.
He missed the time when they visited Shen Garden together: the spring waves under the sad bridge were green, as if they were in shock.
He missed the time when they made chrysanthemum pillows together on the Chongyang Festival: the yellow flowers were picked as pillow sacs, and the curved screen was deeply perfumed.
There's always time for things that can't be done – like love, like missing.
Tang Wan had been gone for forty years, and Lu You had missed it for forty years.
Perhaps in that lonely day and night, Lu You had asked himself again and again: If he could come back, would he let Tang Wan leave?
However, what is lost is ultimately lost.
Yan Shu was lucky, when he wanted to understand it, he could pick up the singer again.
But Bai Juyi and Lu You, but lost their love forever, can only bury their thoughts in their hearts, when the night rain is Xiao Xiaoxiao, when the midnight dream returns, secretly crying.
It is always waiting for people to leave before they repent; they always wait for their hearts to be broken before they are eager to make up for it.
People, often like this, do not know how to cherish what they get, and once they lose it, they know that they are precious.
So long life, how many people sighed: it is difficult to harvest the water, regret is beyond reach!
Cherishing is a subject that people have to learn all their lives.
While we are still alive, don't miss it when we can get together, love seriously when we can love, embrace when we can hug, and don't let go when we can hold hands.
While people are still there, make more contact; when there is still affection, cherish it.
May everyone carry the hand of their loved one forward without regret or complaint.