Feng Xiaoqing

Feng Xiaoqing

Feng Xiaoqing, whose name is Xuanxuan, has the character of Xiaoqing. During the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, people from Yangzhou (now Jiangsu) lived in nanzhili. He married Feng Tong, the prince of Hangzhou, as his concubine. Taboo the same surname, only in words. Gongshi and Ci, understanding the rhythm. He was envied by his wife and moved to a lonely mountain. His relatives advised him to remarry, but he refused. He became ill and ordered the painter to lay a stone for himself. He was 18 years old. Pan Guangdan, a famous scholar in modern times, wrote a biography of the same name Feng Xiaoqing.

Historical records

Feng Xiaoqing, whose original name is Xuanxuan, was born in the late Ming Dynasty, according to the records in the book of talented women in the early Qing Dynasty. His deeds are recorded in the article "Xiaoqing Buddhist house" in Zhang Dai's West Lake dream: Xiaoqing, from Guangling. When he was ten years old, he met an old nun and dictated the Heart Sutra. Nun said, "my son, who is early and wise, is very lucky. He begged me to be his disciple." Mother forbids. He is good at reading, understanding music and playing chess. The rich in Wulin are mistakenly taken as their wives. The big woman is very jealous and bullying. One day, taking Xiaoqing to Tianzhu, the eldest woman said, "the Western Buddha is limitless, but he is the only person in the world. Why?" Xiaoqing said, "it's because of compassion." The woman said with a smile, "I am also merciful." It's the solitary mountain Buddha's house, which makes one nun and all of them. Xiaoqing has nothing to do. She often takes photos of herself in linchi. She likes to talk with the shadow. She is like a question and answer. People see her every now and then. Therefore, there is a sentence in his poem that "thin shadow comes from the spring water, and you must pity me, and I pity you". After the disease Huang, Jue grain, drink a little pear juice, dying to do. It's a portrait of a painter. It's not like changing it again and again. later, the painter watched for a long time, and the craftsman was determined to be a demon. But he said, "yes." In front of his bed, he even called out: "Xiaoqing! Xiaoqing He was only eighteen years old. A poem is left. Hearing of her death, she went to the Buddha's house, searched for her pictures and wrote poems. She burned them and went away quickly.

Biography of characters

childhood

Feng Xiaoqing, the daughter of Guangling (now Yangzhou) family. Feng Xiaoqing spent her childhood in the prefecture of Guangling and lived a rich life. Since childhood, she was born beautiful, elegant, intelligent and loved by her parents. Feng Xiaoqing's mother is also a lady of a big family. She is good at writing, playing the piano and playing the strings. Only Feng Xiaoqing, a precious daughter, naturally sees more than her eyes. Since childhood, she has been carefully cultivated, hoping that she will grow into a girl with outstanding talent and appearance. When Feng Xiaoqing was ten years old, she came to an old nun who came to realize her fate. The old nun had a spotless gray cloth cassock and was kind-hearted. When she saw that Feng Xiaoqing was smart and lovely, she called her to her side. Feng Xiaoqing felt that the old nun was kind and amiable, so she was very happy to stand in front of her. The old nun stroked Feng Xiaoqing's head and said slowly, "the young lady has a brilliant face and a remarkable life. I'll teach you a passage to see if you like it." Feng Xiaoqing is very curious. When she says she wants to teach her articles, she nods with great interest and looks up at Lao Ni attentively. The old nun cleared his throat, closed his eyes, closed his hands, and read a large section of Buddhist scriptures. After reading the Sutra, he opened his eyes and looked at Feng Xiaoqing. Knowing that he was testing himself, Feng Xiaoqing immediately closed his eyes and repeated the Sutra he had just read. It turned out that it was not bad at all. He shook his head, recited "Amitabha," turned to Feng Xiaoqing's mother and said solemnly, "this girl is a wise girl with a poor life. She is willing to beg to be a disciple. If she can't bear to give up, don't let her read. Maybe she will have another 30 years of life."

Emotional experience

In the 16th year, his mother was greedy for gold and silk, so she couldn't visit Qingzhuo in detail, so she married Feng Sheng with Xiaoqing Xu.
As soon as Xiao Qing saw Feng Sheng's appearance, he was so noisy that he couldn't dance with rhyme. He didn't feel the rain of tears. He sighed miserably and said, "my life is over!" Xiao Qing's resentment began from then on.
When he was born in Hangzhou, his wife was even more jealous. When she heard that she had married a concubine, she roared like thunder. Xiaoqing's eyebrows were not unfolded, and her face was dim, curling like peony. The woman looked at Xiaoqing carefully from top to bottom for a while, but said with a sneer, "Peugeot! Peugeot
Xiaoqing's servant girl covered her tears and became more and more resentful. However, she was already a parrot in the cage and had to bend her mind to accept her obedience. However, the idea of jealousy could not be ignored.
She has a close relationship with Mrs. Yang. She is talented and virtuous. She learns chess from Xiaoqing and has no pity on her. When I talked about the strange jealousy of women, I sighed and said, "I see that your female workers are good at all kinds of skills, but how can you degenerate in Luocha. I think if I want to get rid of Zi huokeng, can Zi be my pen and inkstone friend? "
Xiaoqing gathered her face to thank her and said, "Mrs. DuoMeng loves to be with her daughter. How can I not feel it? I hate life like a leaf. I'm a neighbor to death. I'm afraid I can't serve her in this life!" At the end of the speech, suddenly the woman arrived, so they scattered.
One day, with a beautiful spring day, Mrs. Yang invited her wife to visit the lake and took Xiaoqing with her. When the boat arrived at the broken bridge, she stepped ashore and stood under the Chui Yang hand in hand with her wife.
Xiaoqingdu went to Su Xiaomu's tomb and poured wine on it. He said in a poem: "the grass of Xiling is riding on the grass, and the letter comes to call TA Chun.
I'll drink from Su's tomb. I know I'm the one I love.
When Xiaoqing lived on the lake, he didn't come back, so there was a sentence "neixin zhuanlai". After wandering around for a while, he ordered Jianyu to go from Yuefen to Tianzhu, where xiaoqingbai's wishes were over, and then he took up a unique cloud in silence: < br > in front of Jishou Ciyun, he did not give birth to the west land, and did not give birth to the heaven.
Would like to be a drop of water, aspersed as the world and lotus.
When the woman finished her rites, Gu said to her wife, "I heard that there is no quantity of Buddhism in the west, but there are many people who specialize in rites. Why?" Before Mrs. Yang could answer, Xiao Qing said, "only for the Bodhisattva's mercy." When she knew how to satirize herself, she said with a smile, "yes, yes, I will be merciful to you."
Even then she went to the boat and paddled in the middle. Between the two levees, there are many young people in gorgeous clothes, riding with bullets, and traveling to and from ye. All the female companions on the same boat, rolling the curtain against the sill, laughing and talking, and pointing and joking. And Xiaoqing sat quietly without frivolity.
After drinking until half drunk, Yang Fu took the number of people from the giant cup. The woman was already drunk. Xu said to Xiao Qing, "the ship has a building, so you can accompany me on board."
Compared with climbing the tower and looking into the distance for a long time, he touched Xiaoqing's back and whispered: "you can see the distant mountains and the misty water. It's a pity that you are suffering. Why don't you smell Zhang tailiu, lean on the red chamber, and hope Han Lang to go? You're just a futon
Xiaoqing said, "Jia Pingzhang's sword is formidable!" His wife said with a smile, "you have made a mistake. Pingzhang's sword is blunt, and the female Pingzhang's ears are of interest."
After living in Qingzhi, there was no one left or right. Mrs. Yang said calmly, "I'm not a chivalrous woman, but I can help you. The story of Zhang tailiu in Shijian, you know it, don't you understand it. There is no less Han Junping in this world. Why are you so sad and bitter. And that seeing you go away is like pulling out a thorn in the eye. Even if you can make up, will you serve as a wine servant to the party general
Xiaoqing Xie said, "madam, stop! When I was a child, I had a dream that I would fold a flower by hand and catch water with the wind! When he had not finished his career, he thought that the book of marriage between the two men and Cao was not a pearl of my wish, but a painting for others
His wife sighed: "Zi Yan is also true. I am not strong. Although, good self love, or good words, or eat you with food, you are more worrying. That is to say, if you need something overnight, just tell me. "
So he wept and dipped his clothes, lest his maid might eavesdrop on him. Xu wiped his tears and sat down to find another way. Every time Mrs. Yang spoke to zongqi, her nose was sour.
When she lived in Wuhe, she became more and more jealous. She moved Xiaoqing to Gushan to do other work. She admonished her, "I'm not allowed to enter unless I'm ordered to. I am not allowed to enter any of Lang's letters unless I am ordered to do so. "
When Xiaoqing came to the lonely mountain, he thought to himself that he had put me in a secluded place, so he would surely serve me closely. He would not have to do anything to kill me. Therefore, the deep self-restraint.
The mountain is on the Bank of Su Gong dyke, the former site of Lin Hejing. Plum border bamboo path, a thousand peaks of water, although lucky to be separated from the language, ears and eyes, but when you dream back to the pillow, listen to the bell of the wild temple; smoke dye the embankment, looking at the sunset of the sparse forest, you are not without tears. As a result of the book's unique style, we can send a cloud of resentment: < br > the blood and tears of the spring shirt are dotted with gauze, which blows into Lin Fu's family.
There are three hundred plum trees on the mountain, and rhododendrons are on the way.
Since then, Xiao Qing's resentment has become deeper and deeper, and his indignation has been reflected in his poems. Or for small words, but also good with the shadow language. Or in the setting sun, when the water is clear and the smoke is empty, I often look at the pool and look at the shadow like a question and answer. If my maidservant peeps, he will not return. But when I see the eyebrow scar, I feel like weeping.
One day, after getting up in the morning and finishing dressing, I walked to the pool alone and took a photo in front of the waves. During the migration, he suddenly called for the shadow and said, "are you also a little green with a bad life? Though I know you, do you feel pity for each other? If I die of hatred, how can you show yourself for me
Murmured for a while, then said with a smile: "crazy and turbid woman, no shame to know me, if I have to make friends with you in the water, I come to you now, I go to you hidden, you are not I do not close, I find you, Xun enough to count the morning and evening, and can not worry about Cen silence."
When he hesitated, he heard the maid's call, so he went back to his bedroom and wrote a poem, saying: < br > new makeup competed with Huatu, and he knew which place she was in Zhaoyang.
Thin shadow since the spring water, Qing must pity me, I pity Qing. Another night, the wind and rain are blowing, and the bell is moving. Looking around quietly, I find a piece of Peony Pavilion in the book and play with it.
When I read about "seeking dreams" and "meeting of the underworld", I lowered my head and pondered. I abandoned the book and sighed: "I only feel the resentment of spring, only a little green. I didn't know that there was a beautiful girl first. However, the dream of death, death and life, dedicated to lingering, three years of ice bone, and actually get the dream of the person as a mate. May there be a man in this world! I asked the shadow in the water, do you really have the person in your dream

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