Picking hibiscus by the river, Lanzeduo fragrant grass.
Who is eager to leave? Thinking far away.
Looking back at my hometown, it's a long way.
I am bent on leaving home and worried to death.
Pick hibiscus
Have you ever heard the chorus of hibiscus in the dawn and fog?
The first petals are covered with crimson blood, clear and exciting, like sadness and joy, singing the deepest attachment to the water town. Slowly rolling dew, crystal clear as tears.
Liu stepped down to join the army and woke up with a hangover. Chang 'an in the Tang Dynasty also woke up in the morning light.
Qujiang, as well as the brilliant place for literati to celebrate, has been deserted, and only the lotus garden resounds with songs if there is nothing.
He stopped in front of his horse and quietly looked at the water plants and flowers on the river. They have different names: lotus, lotus, hibiscus and Fuyao, but they are equally beautiful, equally beautiful.
Reluctant to leave, the fragrance is refreshing, relaxing the feeling of being imprisoned for a long time and embracing a pool of nephrite and fragrance.
For a long time, the fog has cleared, and the sunlight has turned the hibiscus into transparent body. Laughter wafted, yagyu dazed, lotus know, can laugh again?
He opened his eyes, and under the Liu Yin by the river, a carved carriage was parked. The driver stood in the water, and the girl who combed her hair stood beside the car. One wrist was cut out of the window, and the finger was as thin as a jade finger, pointing to the best hibiscus flower in the river.
The driver is old, struggling to move forward, unable to keep up with his heart. Yagyu rode his horse into the water and bent down to take the graceful plant. The lotus petals were like fire and the lotus hearts were like gold.
When he turned around, the first thing he saw was the girl's delicate and charming eyes, and then the bead curtain moved, and a Zhang Furong face appeared in the window.
Multiflavor grass
Cui Furong prayed for her mother and arrived at Jean Temple before dawn, offering the first incense devoutly.
Mother is her closest relative in the world. She prayed for less illness and more health before the Buddha.
On his way home, Yang asked the old coachman to go around Qujiang to see the magnificent scenery of Shili Lotus. When I was young, my mother often visited the Furong Garden with her husband, and she was greedy for flowers and didn't eat or sleep. People's faces are full of flowers, and their fathers love the cheeks that are blushing because of drunkenness. They hung around here all summer. The next summer, because of the birth of hibiscus, the flowering period was postponed. In the summer of the third year, my father died of illness and failed a pool of lotus flowers.
Since then, the spring breeze and autumn moon in Qujiang have never disturbed her mother again.
Mother still loves flowers, and there is always a jar of lotus flowers in the yard. Just outside the window, the lingering mother on her sickbed can see the lotus when she sits up, and can smell the fragrance of the lotus when she lies down.
However, it is not the lotus of Qujiang.
If you choose one for your mother, can you comfort her for a long time?
Stimulated by similar theft, they were in high spirits and ordered the old coachman to take off his shoes and socks, roll up his trouser legs and get into the water.
The man riding a good horse suddenly came and waded past without avoiding the mud. There are many lotus seeds, like a world, and he climbs her hibiscus alone. He came up to her holding hibiscus flowers.
Here he comes, with thin and gentle eyes.
There he is, with smiling lips. .
He came, and the pace, like a bell, evoked distant memories.
Her response was a deep trembling inside.
He handed her the flowers, and she almost reached out to pick them up, but suddenly her cheeks were red, and she lowered her eyes and said to the maid:
"Pale red! Thank you, son. 』
Back in Yongchongli, I got off at home. Suddenly, I saw the man astride the horse, staring at her calmly and bowing slightly.
Summer is almost over. Furong combs her hair and holds a mirror. Furong combed a lock of hair carefully,
She asked:
"Today, he came again? 』
"Come every day. 』
"Give you a gift again? Don't you get it? 』
"I don't accept it. 』
"Why? 』
"I'm not for him, I just for you. Can't accept his gift. 』
"Pale red! Lotus looked into her eyes and grew up together, always feeling that there was some overlap between them: "You are my bosom friend. 』
"He wants to invite relatives and friends." Pale red put down the bronze mirror, packed my dowry, paused and said:
"Asked if you made somebody else? 』
"I don't marry the Wangs cousin, I want to break off an engagement. 』
"The prince's marriage has long been booked. You know, he's a good man. 』
"But now I know that I can't marry him, just can't. Light red! I can't live if I marry him. 』
Who do you want to give it back to?
Cui Furen helped light red got up and sat on the bed, she asked:
"Lotus taught you to come? 』
"It's myself, the girl dare not disturb my wife. 』
"Pale red! Why are you? 』
Why? Because she is our favorite, because she can't bear the slightest pain, because our warmth to the world is tied to her and for that "bosom friend". However, how can this be clearly stated?
Pale red then talked about Qujiang's experience and Yagyu, who was waiting outside for the rest of February.
My wife always knew she was spoiling a hibiscus flower, but now, she doesn't know who to spend it on.
I'm afraid that good flowers will wither. What she wants is to take root.
He has an appointment with the Wangs and is also an important relative. Wang Lang has always been interested in Furong, but it is estimated that he will not break off his marriage.
Yagyu is a daughter's business. When they met in Qujiang, they had their own young and affectionate attachment. Three years of love is gentle, to compensate for half a cold and lonely life, you can have no regrets.
Shen Tuo is hard to cure. She knew that Lotus, the most precious and innocent treasure, would be entrusted to her before she closed her eyes.
What kind of life should I give her?
In early autumn, yagyu came to Cuifu on weekdays, only to find Pale Red standing by the door. He turned to dismount, surprised and afraid:
"What happened to her? 』
Pale red smiled.
He had never seen her smile, wearing a faint reddish makeup. Her smile was bright and dazzling, and he was a little in a trance.
"My wife wants to see you." Pale red led him into the door, outside the drawing room, she suddenly turned around and said:
"The girl's name is Lotus, and she said-you are water. 』
Warm and sour emotions surged violently, and his sight blurred for an instant.
at a distance
In the imperial hall, Cui Furen was in tears, asking Master Wang to be a master, saying that the Wangs were fooling around, bullying orphans and widows, stealing lotus flowers and hiding in other places.
She cried so sadly that the whole Wang family believed her, and Master Wang had a bad temper. No matter how he plays around, he will do it hard and whip him until he passes out.
Although far away from the Wangs, Cui Furen still cried deeply. Furong has been ordered by her mother to marry Yagyu, who lives far away in Jincheng. Although still in Chang 'an, Acacia can't meet each other. In order to prevent the Wangs from claiming compensation, she came up with a plan to transfer the responsibility. She knows it's unfair, but a mother will do anything to protect her children. However, she clearly knows that if she wants to see Furong again in this life, she may never see it again.
The Wangs gradually found something strange and sent people around Cui Fu day and night, thinking that they could always find clues.
Mrs Cui and Jincheng broke the news.
Yagyu sometimes sends a page to Yongchun, just looking around the house, not daring to stay long, not to mention asking questions.
One day, the webpage reported that Cui Fu had put up a banner.
The vegetarian car was in mourning, and the Furong couple rushed back to Yongchongli overnight and prostrated themselves before the spirit?
The mourning hall is solemnly decorated, with bright lights on both sides as bright as day. What can't hide everything is Wang Lang, who is filial piety, while Furong is crying in the arms of her eloping lover.
Wang Lang, kneeling on the ground and burning with gold foil, stood up slowly, with flames beating in his pupils.
The Wangs sued the official ruling, and Yagyu insisted that Mrs. Cui accept the betrothal gift and be betrothed to Furong. The same is true of the confessions of Furong and Qinghong. The key person has died, and there is no evidence of death. The government can't convict, yagyu was released; But Furong was first betrothed to the Wangs and awarded to them. The Wangs are the noblest. I don't think I will marry such a daughter-in-law. Wang Lang said:
"I want to marry her. She is my wife, and no one can change her. 』
On the night of the bridal chamber, the candle has a high fever and the light red never leaves.
Wang Lang just quietly put the clothes under his legs, revealing criss-crossing stripes on his skin. 、
"I don't complain about being whipped by you." He looked at his wife and whispered:
"But, lotus, you don't whip me. 』
When he left, Lotus pulled Xiaohong in a panic: "What should I do? 』
Three days later, Pale Red moved to another room.
Wang Lang tried his best to be gentle with Lotus and kept silent about the past. He just kept a close eye on it, forbidding the owner and servant of the lotus to go out without authorization. He was tortured by a kind of fear, restless day and night.
Especially in the summer when lotus flowers are in full bloom, Wang Lang dug all the flower beds in the yard into pools and planted them with hibiscus flowers. The woman named Furong thanked him. She is always so polite and almost a stranger, and he is her husband. What he wants is not respect, but intimacy and warmth. He really doesn't know what she's thinking. How does she feel?
But her attitude is smooth and gentle, except for the occasional trance, there is nothing unusual. Wang Lang watched coldly. Three years have passed, and it seems that she will live like this all her life. His heart gradually settled down.
On that day, Cui Furen went to the grave to offer sacrifices. After returning home, he went straight to Furong's room and closed the door, still panting.
Lotus is embroidering hundreds of birds for Phoenix, and has finished embroidering 90 birds. She must find something to spend a long life.
"I have seen him. 』
The embroidery needle is oily, and the lotus hands are all sweaty, so I can't pull it out. She raised her hard and painful eyes and looked at the pale red with her eyes open.
"He has been living in Jincheng. Tomb-Sweeping Day, I quietly watched this one accompany you to the grave. He said, it seems that this is also specially for you ... "
"He has another marriage?" Furong's voice tightened.
"No,"
"Why didn't he leave Beijing?" She hopes that her voice can be relaxed and gentle.
"He said, you are here, and he has nowhere to go. 』
The world is big, without her, he has nowhere to go and his life is rich. Without him, she is boring.
Pale red saw that hibiscus, who hadn't cried for three years, had tears on her cheeks.
Manhaohao
On the first snowy morning, Wang Lang's furious roar shook the Wangs' mansion. This elegant and gentle man seems to be possessed by a magician. The news spread quickly, and his wife ran away, I don't know where. Wang Lang smashed the embroidered frame and dressing table, and the picture of birds paying homage to the phoenix has been embroidered. Only Cai Feng disappeared, the phoenix bird broke free from the cage and Lingyun escaped. And the pearls and jewels he bought for her, she refused to take them away at all, and she didn't miss the rarity at all.
The family found that the wooden shed ladder stood against the wall, but after crossing the dangerous wall, how did the two women land at such a high place? On the snow outside the wall, ruts and messy hooves are still visible, and they have not gone far. Wang Lang imagined yagyu riding a horse, holding hibiscus over the wall. He has a splitting pain in his chest.
"Get them back." He gave a short order.
And know that this will be the most important thing in his life.
Yagyu and Furong didn't leave because every door out of the city was guarded by the Wangs.
They found a small inn near the city gate and stayed for a winter.
In spring, Qinghong and Liu's servants go to the fair to watch the limelight. Only then did he find that the market near the city was covered with hibiscus paintings. Wang Lang wrote a notice for finding a wife, saying that his beloved wife had been stolen by a thief and offered a large reward.
Although the portrait lacks charm, it is very similar and detailed. Pale red studied it carefully. Is such a rare beautiful face actually the reason why Furong can't get happiness?
How long will she hide like a criminal?
The gate is not far, but we can't reach it. Pale red suddenly reached out and took off the notice at once, and the crowd was in an uproar.
"I know the whereabouts of Mrs. Wang." She took off her hood, revealing her face, and calmly watched the Wangs swarming in guarding the city.
The page turned pale and ran back to the inn, saying that Green Red had betrayed his master and had gone back with the Wangs, asking his son and wife to leave the city as soon as possible. It was a wonderful time ... as he talked, he suddenly realized that he was not talking.
"She is my family, and I can't give up." Lotus over her makeup, said to yagyu:
"You are quick to go out of the city, as far as possible. 』
Yagyu will she turned around, took the hair clasp from her trembling hands, gently hold her hand:
"You are my family, I can't give up. 』
There are flowing waves in his eyes, and his voice choked:
"Let's go and ask him to do it. 』
He refused to perform.
The light turned red for him, and he asked angrily:
"I'm not good for her? Am I not generous enough to her? Is she ignorant and ungrateful? 』,
What he really wants to ask is, is it so hard to love me?
Yagyu was arrested when he entered the Wangs. He didn't make a move, and his attitude was calm. He knows in his heart that the lotus will still come to run if there is an opportunity.
In front of everyone, Chen Ming Liu Sheng is not a jade thief, but a person who is willing to rush.
And asked Wang Lang to divorce his wife because she was pregnant.
A long silence, that kind of suffocating tension, is that Wang Lang has never looked so sad when he was trapped in a sweat and puzzled.
How much betrayal can a person tolerate?
However, Wang Lang went to Furong, and he clearly let everyone hear:
"I said, you are my wife, and no one can change it. 』
Leave home
The main lang heard that Furong was not pregnant and pushed the door open with his bare hands. Until then, he has been reluctant to see her.
"Hello ..." He shivered, sen laughed coldly.
"Do you want to get pregnant? You should have my children-"
He pounced on her like a wild animal. At that moment, he didn't want to be a man.
However, when the golden light flashed, she held a pair of sharp gold scissors in her hand and held it high. It was a gift from him when she was embroidering, so that she could break the colorful embroidery thread. Why does she always carry it? Self-defense? Or attack?
He calmed down. She turned her wrist, put the golden scissors to her throat, raised her chin and stared at him.
"Why do you need it?" He asked weakly.
Scissors sharp piercing snow skin, a wisp of blood slipped down, she trembled:
"I have failed you, and I can't fail him again. 』
"Why, you chose him, not me? 』
"You are fertile land, but I wither and die day by day; Because, I am Furong, and he is a warm Shui Ze. 』
Outside, pale red long kneeling:
"Childe! Let us go! 』
Even if you imprison love, you can't imprison her.
"She's hurt." He was panting.
Lean against the wall and cry.
I can be Shui Ze, so can I. Give me a chance, be gentle, and make me Shui Ze.
Yagyu was exiled to jiangling county, more than 700 miles away from Chang 'an/KLOC-0.
He's on his way, drifting southeast.
Furong was very ill, tossing and turning in bed, her heart was exploding, and she couldn't catch up. He has come so far. Once in a while, she wakes up and says to Pale Red:
"He walked away, you accompany me, catch up with him. 』
"Don't panic." Pale red comforted her: "I will go with you, and we will succeed." 』
In the summer when Furong died, the lotus in Qujiang was particularly crazy, smelling fresh fragrance for miles away.
However, no one heard Hibiscus singing in the morning mist.
die a natural death
Wang Lang rode to Jiangling, because someone came from Jiangling and said that he saw hibiscus and light red in a family named Liu.
He doesn't believe it.
Soon after Furong died, she became a martyr. One is to love his wife, and the other is to be an upright servant girl. The funeral was all according to his wishes, and he was very sad. He left a hole beside the tomb to be buried with his wife in the future. On the tombstone of Furong, the surname of the land is engraved. This time, she can't leave.
Someone told him that he saw his wife and was still with yagyu. He smiled faintly and said that it was probably Yagyu who met a pair of beautiful women again. His face and expression were like lotus flowers, with a faint red color.
That's all. It's just a coincidence.
He smiled and drank another glass of wine.
However, after waking up, I arrived at Jiangling.
Yagyu met Hibiscus and Pale Red three days after arriving in Jiangling. He never lost hope of meeting again. However, if he really meets again, he feels like a dream.
"You, how did you come? 』
A person who specializes in business will have a long-cherished wish.
"I have said goodbye to him, and I will live with you for a lifetime. 』
He delighted to hold her in his arms, suddenly remind of:
"How can I be found? 』
"The ends of the earth can always be found. 』
The room was full of hibiscus and light red laughter. He had never seen them so free and happy.
In the past, there was always a shadow. Yagyu knew that from then on, Furong really belonged to him completely.
Therefore, he has many ideas that he didn't dare to have before. Should he add a child? Should I arrange light red for life? Every time he said this, they always laughed, as if it were ridiculous and abrupt, and he didn't understand it; When he saw the sadness and bitterness inadvertently revealed in their laughter, he was even more puzzled.
Vaguely feel what's the secret, they * * * hide, only hide from him.
However, he can't stand their happiness. If they can be happy for a long time, what's wrong?
When Wang Lang arrived in Liuzhai, Yagyu was planning to accompany Furong to visit the temple fair.
Lotus Shu in porch makeup evenly, light red with a mirror in the side, Wang Lang pushed the door and went in, indoor suddenly lit up, and lotus Shu, light red played a cliff, it was them.
He cried out in pain.
Even the soul, also want to deviate from the defection, thousands of miles away.
Seeing him, the reddish bronze mirror fell to the ground.
When-
The sound goes straight through the eardrum like a chime. For a moment, I can't hear the sound and think.
Yagyu and Wang Lang saw each other, Qian ash expression, they turned around at the same time, there is no room.
Lotus is still light red, no, maybe, never.
Lead yellow still exists on the dressing table, and the bronze mirror is lying on the ground, shining with light and shadow, illuminating the floating dust in the air.
I also like this work by Zhang Manjuan. I have seen it countless times, but every time I look back, I still feel unfinished. ...