Shi Pingmei (1902-1928), a modern Chinese female writer, formerly known as Shi Rubi, called herself Pingmei. Lu Jingqing (1907-1993), co-edited Rose Weekly, one of the weekly magazines of the World 10 newspapers, with Shi Pingmei.
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This letter is Shi Pingmei's letter to her confidant Lu Jingqing to confide in her confidant Lu Jingqing after her first love wu Tianfang's relationship was frustrated, and she deeply felt that her love was deceived and fell into the pain of lost love.
Lu Jingqing
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Jingqing:
I often think of persuading my friends, and I believe that I should do this, but I only feel that I live on the earth, not for fame and money! I am very negative, I do not want anyone else to receive my material assistance, and I do not want to report any obligations in society. Not active life, not negative death, I only want to find some treasures that are not seen in the desert in the garden where I am happy to live, and chat to comfort me with a very fleeting moment, and others are lucky to go to the road, maybe I am worried about the road of avoidance. Friend! You want my fame and prosperity, but I am afraid that it will be short-lived for a long time, so why should I do much to make her appear?
Recently, the temper has become more and more strange, and how to survive in society without a little bit of hypocrisy and obligation has to be surrounded by the curse of the people. Friend! I have nothing to fear; and I am satisfied with my current position and career, which is the perfect environment for me.
Lu Jingqing and his wife
When the disappointed arrows shot into my chest one by one, I closed my eyes and fell to the ground, feeling that the human world was indeed too cruel. But at that time, I never wanted anyone to find out about my confusion and comfort me with words that didn't care about pain! I would rather the hammer of history forever press the soft and cowardly soul, from the bottle of pain, pouring out sad tears. In the hearts of the people in the diaphragm, in the friends who have never experienced the situation, they have no worries and resentments for others, arousing a little sympathy from them! No one has this sincerity, for a poor friend, pour some courage, or give him a spark!
What is the use of a world without compassion for our hearts? Under the veil of the gods praying with many people, who is willing to extinguish the lamp and go to the darkness to catch the light? I insist on seeing the past as a dream or a very sad story, but sometimes I deny that these are true. Boredom perpetually disturbed my spring water-like calm, and all hope and happiness were eliminated with the color of the sunset: like a thief, touching the pink wall, step by step passed.
Statue of Gao Junyu and Shi Pingmei
Jingqing! I also know how fate cannot be avoided, and how to arm the struggle between emotion and reason. The mood in my heart is full of contradictory thoughts, but I am really tired of my current situation. I soon want to rest early in the shade of the willow acquaintance! People can show sympathy, and the environment is similar, so that we can talk about the beginning and end of a thing, without any misunderstanding or understanding. So every time I hold a pen, I am willing to vent the resentment buried in my heart to you! Friend: Forgive your poor friend's arrogance.
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Written in 1924