Wang Fengxian

Wang Fengxian

Wang Fengxian, who lived around Wanli (1573-1620), the emperor of Ming Dynasty, was born in Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture (now Hanwei village, Lvxiang, Jinshan, Shanghai). She was Wang Shan's stepdaughter, the magistrate of Jianning Prefecture. Wang Xianji's elder sister, Yichun (now Jiangxi Province), ordered Zhang Benjia's wife. He is the author of burning waste grass.

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Wang Fengxian has been a brilliant young woman poet and poetess of a generation. When she was young, her grandfather told her: "Xiumei and Xinyue are small.". She said: "hair on the temples is thick.". Zhang Benjia's wife, a later Jinshi. After her husband's death, she swore hard and caressed her children. Other deeds are not to be examined. He has one son and two daughters: his eldest son, Zhang Rukai, is Huai Qingcheng in the countryside; his eldest daughter, Zhang Yinyuan, is Wen Shu; his second daughter, Zhang Yinqing, is Mei Shu, both of whom can write poems. Mother and daughter have a lot of poetry and deep feelings, but unfortunately her daughter died early. Wang Fengxian wrote the moving poem crying girl. Yu Jing Yang Qiu commented: "crying girl" is the most sincere and can be recited. Fan Lian of Qing Dynasty commented on his poem "Gao Hua Jue Ming".

List of works

Wang Fengxian is the author of five volumes: cuilou collection, Guanzhu collection and burning Yucao. "Burning the rest of the grass" was compiled into "female middle school seven gifted scholars LAN Ke II".

The reason of publishing works

It has become an indisputable fact that women's writing and publishing in Ming and Qing Dynasties were very popular. At this grand occasion, there is a lot of talk about "a woman without talent is virtue". Some people commented on women's published works: "women can never express themselves in the boudoir. Even if there is such a love affair in the boudoir, it can only be used as a resource for appreciation when Qin and Se are in the imperial palace. Hu Ke has been published and boasted in the world?" Wang Xianji, the elder brother of Wang Fengxian, told the inside story between women's "burning manuscripts" and the publication of the collection in the preface to burning the remaining grass: "during the thirty or forty years when (Ruren) looked up to the world, their glory and glory were withered, and they were on the verge of change. They touched things and aroused emotions, and they were shocked and moved away from each other. The young are also elegant and not disdainful. They often abandon them, and there is nothing left. One day, it was called unworthy, saying: Women's morality is not literate, and I'll pay ZuLong. I said: No, most of the 300 poems are from women Those who deleted the book of songs collected it and compiled it, and listed it in Guofeng, which is regarded as the beginning of transformation. " When Wang Fengxian hesitated to keep her poetry manuscript, she did not burn it, but asked her brother for advice. Wang Xianji took 300 poems as an example to refute the lesson of "women's morality is not literate", and Wang Fengxian released the manuscript and handed it down to later generations. Wang Xianji, Wang Fengxian's brother, has an extraordinary insight. He believed that once Fu Yan was published, it would become a documentary material for later historians. It is this sense of historical preservation that makes the publication of women's works reasonable and regular. If Wang Fengxian burned the manuscript, her works would be as silent as most women's works in history. In other words, publishing has historically preserved women's voices. Many women writers realized the importance of publishing, and only deliberately named their anthologies after "burning Yu" or "embroidering Yu", or wrapped them in prefaces and postscripts with the expression of women's morality to cover up their women's words. In addition to literary creation, women's teaching, a work of women's supervision, was also widely spread in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Among them, boudoir four books is the most famous.

Selected Poems

Fu De Bai Li Bai

He Bu Yao Jie Jing, Ying Fei Xing Han Xie. The jade man cleans the plain screen, and the moon turns the pear flower.

Yinqinghe

Millet has been fragrant path soil, Su Tai also hate lock Cang unit. The clouds are stacked on the crows' temples, and the flowers are throwing at the maids. Today, Jinsheng is only in daonong, where the sword was buried in the dust. In the west wind of the ancient cypresses in the wasteland, I feel lonely about Wu mountain.

Guan wa Gong CI Yun ordered two girls to work together

There is only bird trail in the fragrant path, and there is no main moss element in the corridor. Spend money and dance to leave a golden dimple. You can see jade hairpin everywhere. In the Palace Museum, the moon is cold and the fox is buried. The west wind and the setting sun road make the passers-by feel sad.

Yinyuanhe

Prosperous things scattered but barren land, elk trace disappear only moss unit. The bright moon is still hanging on the jade mirror, and the peach dew is still jealous of the gold hairpin. the moth eyebrows sing for a moment, the dust is scattered, and the fish belly is buried with chivalrous bones for a thousand years. Today, Gusu looks back, and the waters of the mountains and rivers are full of nostalgia.

Yinqinghe

Luoyang March rain smoke, add to the thought of leaving people sad. Melancholy Qinlou Fen Feng couples, clear lamp cold months since the year.

Yinyuanhe

People from sad spring from back, rely on sad Yan back. Yu Xiao blows the melody of the Qin tower, winning the dust in the mirror.

Jimei

Jin Feng's first journey to jingwuzhi was due to the late onset of human disease. there is a mirror of the sorrow of separation between the two places, and a pair of eyebrows of new hatred in autumn. Every time I remember to light a lamp, I have a total of class hours. the wild geese have returned, the book has not arrived, and the cold moon in Jiangcheng is still thinking.

Shushen Shangyuan Shuhuai

To clear six dust to the empty door, pine niche Pu mat spend fragrant spring. sick and thin, languid grooming, a Dongfeng sneer.

"Seven Jue · sad feeling two female relics one of four pieces · empty boudoir"

Wall web spider silk mirror web dust, flower mother of Pearl commission do not know spring. Sad afraid to see the twittering swallow, still in the carving beam to find the master.

"Seven Jue · sad feeling two women's remains (2 of 4): idle needle"

The juvenile labor system is unique, just like the night embroidery of Lingyun. laughing, I beg for cleverness in front of the building.

"Seven Jue · sad feeling two female relics 3 of 4 pieces · remnant powder"

Xiao makeup once adjusted Fu Qianhua, and the jade box opened a new fight with snow. today, I feel sorry for you, but I still lock my window.

The fourth of the four pieces of the two daughters' relics in seven Jue

Swallow tower swallow back, he nianhe to see back. Acacia resentment knot Dongfeng tears, sprinkle to the residual flowers have left ash.

Ci works

Huanxisha

Xinhuang winding path is fragrant with weeds. Shining in the wind, butterfly clothes are busy. The willows are falling. People in the mirror pity shadow thin, Yan fan wave Dance Spring long. Xiaoqiao ancient ferry half setting sun.

Linjiang Fairy

Bead curtain does not roll, silver toad through, cool night alone by appendix. Yao Qin wants to make her fingers cold. When the crane returns, the truffle is cold and the people are still. There is a new wild goose in the sky, flying like looking for the beach. How happy I am when I see you. Three autumn is now half, maple leaf drunk lindane.

Niannujiao: to Wenshu

Flower Jiao Liu Mei, ask Dong Jun, it is Fangfei season. When the tent is warm and the tassels are hot, the chickens are wary of the dawn and the cold when they sleep. The love of the blackbird leads the love of the green Luan. Looking back on those days, I can't help but cry. desolate, the clouds are broken, the chaimen are everywhere, and the sky is opposite to the idle wind and moon. when I return home, I feel endless hatred and sorrow. the mirror shadow is not in front, the human feelings are different in the past, how can the heart be destroyed. Who would like to sue, the number of stem new HUAFA.

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