He Zhu, character Fang Hui, Northern Song Dynasty poet. The grandson of Empress Xiaohui of song, according to his own account, he was a descendant of he Zhizhang, a fanatic of the Siming Dynasty.
He Zhu is a strange person, and the opposites of many things can be harmoniously and perfectly reflected in him. He Zhuchang is very ugly, with a big black face and eyes, but the poetry and articles written are graceful and gorgeous, graceful and exquisite. In the representative work "Qingyu Case", the phrase "ask a few idle worries, a river of tobacco, a city full of wind, plum yellow rain" is popular, and shiren also sent him a nickname of "He Meizi". He was generous and heroic, and he was fierce. A "Six States Song Head" fully tells the young hero Xiongmai, "Young chivalry, intercourse with the five capitals." Liver and gallbladder holes, hairs shrugged. In the standing talk, death and life are the same. A promise weighs a thousand gold. "A sentence" do thunder, no matter the money, who asked the flag pavilion fine wine bucket ten thousand? "Heroic does not lose to Li Taibai.
During the Northern Song Dynasty, when He Zhu lived, the imperial court was particularly heavy on literature and light on martial arts. The status of the military general is very low, while the reader is respected by the whole society, song Zhenzong Zhao Heng also wrote a poem to persuade the study, bluntly saying that there is a golden house in the book, encouraging boys to read poetry books frequently.
Everyone is reading and looking forward to the gold list. The partial he cast is different. From his youth, his ambition was to defend the country and protect the border and the people. As a teenager, he ran to the capital to become a soldier in the arsenal. Unfortunately, the warriors of his time were destined to be unusable. What was even more helpless was that he later turned to a civilian position at the recommendation of Su Shi, but he was still depressed and returned to his hometown early, that year, He Zhu was only 58 years old.
Official frustration has a lot to do with He Zhu's own personality, he is upright, vicious as a vendetta, does not look at people's faces, and disdains flattering people. "When I refused to marry the spring wind, I was mistaken by the autumn wind for no reason." Huai Cai does not meet the waste of years, even though it is sad, but how can a noble man be kitsch?
He Zhu's wife, Zhao Shi, was a clan daughter, born noble but not arrogant. Gentle and virtuous, diligent and thrifty. He Zhu is called "Jade Furong" in the words, which shows that Lady Zhao must be extremely beautiful, which also directly reflects He Zhu's love for His Wife. He Zhu spent most of his life as a petty official in other places, the two gathered less and left more, and life was also very hard, but Lady Zhao never complained.
Later, the two finally lived together and had a happy time. After only two years, Madame Zhao fell ill and went. Since then, Shangqi bi has fallen into the Yellow Spring, and the two places are missing.
He Zhu returned to Suzhou and wrote "Half Dead Tong" in front of his wife's grave, with sincere feelings, crying blood, and the words were like a complaint.
Everything that weighs more than the door is different, and what comes from is not the same. After the sycamore is half dead and frosted, the head white mandarin duck loses its companion and flies. Hara on the grass, dew chu xi. The old habitat and the new one are two clings. Empty bed to listen to the rain in the south window, who picked up the lights to mend clothes at night?
When I came to Suzhou again, everything changed. Why can't my wife, who was with me, return with me? I am now half-dead like a frost-beaten sycamore, and lonely and tired like a Mandarin duck who has lost its partner. In the wilderness, last night's dew had just been dried. I linger in our former dwelling and in front of your grave. I'm lying alone in bed listening to the rain outside the window, and who's going to pick up the lights for me like you do to mend clothes for me late at night?
He Zhu's words have changed the rich and gorgeous of the past, there is no elegant stacking of words, the whole text is pure and simple, the true feelings in the ordinary are revealed, and the mourning is silent.
Whoops, whoops, whoops. I believe that Mrs. Zhao has a spirit in heaven, and she will also be moved to cry and weep, he really loves you!