Life Pains and Ms. Cai Wenji

When I was a child, I knew "Hu Di Eighteen Beats".

Not only because it is a famous piano song that has been handed down to this day, but also because its original text is a famous work that can be read in books from time to time and mentioned in the mouths of literati.

What can a young child understand, first, it is not an entry in the textbook that requires "full recitation", and secondly, I am only a child with mediocre talent, "Hu Di Eighteen Beats" is just a "Hu Di Eighteen Beats", it is a catchy and slang name, like the name of a song, like a popular song that has been sung by someone and hidden in the streets and alleys, it seems to be idle and briskly stored in my memory.

This time, relying on some personal needs, I found a lot of books to read. When I can't read and can't read, when it's hard to nibble, I will turn out the books that I used to have in WeChat reading, but I rarely open them to see.

Among the three hundred ancient poems, there are two consecutive works by Cai Wenji, one "Poem of Sorrow and Indignation" and one "Eighteen Beats of Hu Di".

I have always looked at ancient poems without looking at the author's name, "Poems of Sorrow and Indignation" has been roughly swept away, and it is this one that opens, "Hu Di Eighteen Beats".

"Eighteen Beats of Hu Di" Well, I know, maybe read it, I imagine its atmosphere is a rhyme, a song and a stop, good, beautiful, long and beat, ancient R&B, I think.

"I didn't do anything at the beginning of my life, and after I was born, Han Zuo declined.

The heavens are not merciful, and the earth is not merciful, so that I am at this time.

Gango Day is looking for a dangerous road, and the people are in exile and mourning together.

The smoke and dust cover the wild and the beard is flourishing, and the will is obedient and righteous.

It is not appropriate for me to be special and vulgar, and who should I sue when I am insulted?

He clapped the piano for a while, and his heart was angry and unknowable. ”

What is it?! Every word is like carving bamboo with tears, words are like swords, sentences are like knives!

It's so similar to the meta-dramas I've read, the working women who have experienced the hardships of life, crying and pounding their chests, unable to express themselves.

And Cai Wenji, talented, she can express, she uses words to carry her expression, but in the core of each sentence, there are still blood and tears. Still speechless.

Cai Wenji's husband died early, and after returning to her mother's family, she was abducted by foreign tribes, and married cao Cao's generals after returning to Han.

The husband was guilty, Cai Wenji interceded for her husband, was trampled, and finally helped her husband get pardon.

After returning home from this storm, Cai Wenji composed two "Poems of Sorrow and Indignation", and no relevant records have been seen since.

These life experiences about her are all from Baidu Encyclopedia. When I read that the Poem of Sorrow and Indignation was written by Cai Wenji, and that she had returned home after interceding for her husband from His Highness Cao Cao, I felt both shocked and panicked in my heart.

I can't find a modern experience to talk about this feeling, but it is really within a few minutes, the image of "Eighteen Beats of Hu Di" that used to be in my heart quickly collapsed, and the earthquake rolled down as fast as a rolling stone. Shock, loud noise.

Only when people live to a certain age can they understand the pain and struggle experienced by those poets, not the pain and pain imagined in the books.

It is to see her say, the sky is not benevolent, the earth is not benevolent, I have encountered this era, the daily war, the residents are in exile, the foreign tribes are powerful, and my festival is different, their customs I can not adapt to at all! I've suffered so many insults to whom can I tell !!!

Just like seeing, in the images you have seen, in "Meridian of War", the little literary troupe crying out for her mother, desperately falling off a cliff, who can she tell?!!!

Like every powerless person outside the hospital, beat your chest and stomp your feet. Like you, crying late at night.

Cai Wenji is the daughter of the literary scholar Cai Yong, and presumably had a good life when she was young. The first husband died early, and was abducted by the Hu people during the war to have two sons, Cao Cao, in order to comfort Cai Yong, ransomed her and married her to his subordinates, and the latter subordinates were convicted, Wen Ji interceded for him, and was sad and angry, and returned home in grief.

The suffering of this life, all the way, all the way to cry, to whom to complain?

I want to cry for her and reread this "Eighteen Beats of Hu Di".

Can she still read the dreams and beauty of her youth?

When Li Qingzhao did not experience so many things, the words of his youth were also very moving.

"Lip Strike Swing"

Kick off the swing and get up to straighten your hands. Dew is thin and thin, and the sweat is lightly clothed. See the guests come in, the socks are cut off and the gold is slipped. And shyly walked, leaned on the door and looked back, but sniffed the green plum.

Cai Wenji, I hope you can still remember your dreams when you were young, don't cry, don't cry.