Many historical records about Li Qingzhao at that time and afterward affirmed her talent, but at the same time, they all described her as "not ending the evening," "having no moral integrity," and "wa

Many historical records about Li Qingzhao at that time and afterward affirmed her talent, but at the same time, they all described her as "not ending the evening," "having no moral integrity," and "wandering around the evening without returning." What is the rule? It means that no matter good or bad, women have to live with this man. It means that you are not allowed to have individual pursuits. It can be seen how much psychological pressure our female poet was under at that time. But she was not afraid. She insisted on her independent personality and high-quality love. She cut the knot quickly in two months, got rid of the burden of Zhang Ruzhou, a "monster", and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the writing of "Inscriptions on the Stone". Got hit. Now when we read this historical material, we really can’t believe that it happened in the Song Dynasty nearly a thousand years ago. Instead, it seems like a new anti-feudal woman in the May Fourth Movement era. Life is only once for a person, so how many times does love exist for a person? Probably the most beautiful and heart-wrenching thing is only once. Love is an extremely dangerous experiment carried out on the boat of life, an experiment in which youth, talent, time and career must be gambled. Only a very few people succeed the first time. Like the lucky ones who have won the jackpot, they secretly rejoice in their luck and call it "fate"; at the same time, they look at the others with sympathy and pity. The failure or semi-failure of all living beings. Li Qingzhao originally belonged to this type, but if God wants to achieve his fame, he must first take away his affection and pain his heart. So they kicked her out of this happy family, first asked Zhao Mingcheng to leave her, and then sent Zhang Ruzhou to test her ambition. She rode a lonely boat of life against the evil waves of the world, and fought a fierce battle with the courage to sink the boat. There are many people who have failed in love once, but succeeded in trying again, and even become more prosperous, such as Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun. Li Qingzhao was also planning to climb Love Peak again, but unfortunately she did not climb this mountain ridge. This is a tragedy. The spark of love in a woman's heart is extinguished forever.

What is even more depressing is her desolate evening scene and her loneliness that transcends time and space. Li Qingzhao was not a narrow-minded person limited to personal gain, loss, and joy. During the long days of ups and downs, she had a fierce patriotism. In August 1129, her husband Zhao Mingcheng had just passed away, and in September Jin Bingnan invaded. Li Qingzhao began to flee with heavy books and cultural relics. She basically followed the emperor's escape route. The king is the representative of the country. But the poor and hateful Gaozong Zhaogou did not have this consciousness. He did not represent the country, but represented his own little life. He fled from Jiankang, passed through Yuezhou, Mingzhou, Fenghua, Ninghai, Taizhou, and then drifted all the way to the sea, and then crossed the sea to Wenzhou. Li Qingzhao, a lonely widow, eagerly pursued the direction of the emperor's departure. She hired ships, begged people, sought relatives and friends, and carried with her the books and cultural relics that she and Zhao Mingcheng had collected throughout their lives. They persevered in this way. Zhao Mingcheng had a trust during her lifetime that these cultural relics could not be thrown away at the risk of her own life, and the "Inscriptions on Gold and Stone" had not yet been published. This was the spiritual sustenance of her life. She also had the idea that these cultural relics would be difficult to preserve by herself during the war, and she hoped to catch up and deliver them to the imperial court, but she was never able to catch up with the emperor. She wandered to Quzhou in November of that year, and then to Yuezhou in March of the next year. During this period, the 20,000 volumes of books and 2,000 volumes of gold and stone rubbings she had stored in Hongzhou were burned and looted by the Jin soldiers who invaded from the south. The five large boxes of cultural relics that he took with him when he arrived in Yuezhou were broken through the wall and stolen by thieves. In November 1130, the emperor saw that there were too many people following him to escape, so he simply ordered all officials to be dismissed. Li Qingzhao felt even more disappointed when he watched the dragon flag and dragon boat disappear into the vast sea. According to the concept of feudal society, the country consists of the land, the monarch, and the people. Nowadays, half of the land is occupied by others, and the king drives people away like rats, and the people are displaced in all directions. The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, how can it not make people sad!

The pain of her emotional life and the peril of her country and nation pushed her into a deep sea of ??suffering. She was like a lonely boat drifting helplessly in the wind and waves. But if it is just these two points, it is not the most hurtful, painful, lonely and cold. In life, divorce is inevitable from time to time; loyal ministers are abandoned from generation to generation. What's more, she is a weak woman who was born in troubled times? The problem is that in addition to encountering national disaster and emotional sorrow, it is also so difficult for her to realize the value of an ordinary person.

Li Qingzhao, who is gradually entering his twilight years, has no children and guards a lonely small courtyard with no relatives around him. It is difficult to ask about state affairs and he is afraid to mention family matters again. Only the autumn wind sweeps the yellow leaves and hovers in front of the door. Occasionally, one or two old friends come to visit. She has a friend named Sun, whose daughter is ten years old and extremely smart. One day when the child came to play, Li Qingzhao said to her, you should learn something. I am old and I am willing to teach others what I have learned in my life. I didn't want the child to blurt out: "It's not a girl's business to do algae." Li Qingzhao couldn't help but gasp. She felt dizzy and held on to the door frame to barely prevent herself from falling. Tong Yanwuji, it turns out that talented and affectionate women are really superfluous in this society. But she has always thought about caring about national affairs, writing books, preaching and teaching. Her collection of cultural relics is overwhelming, she is rich in knowledge, and her words are famous in Beijing. However, in the end, she has no way to serve the country and no support for her love. Others regard her as weird. Li Qingzhao felt like she was falling into an abyss with no boundaries. No one in the world could understand her heart. A terrible loneliness that transcended time and space struck her.

2. Emotional suffering

After sorting out Li Qingzhao’s very different and unusual life experiences before and after, and then looking at the changes in her poetry style before and after the Jingkang Rebellion, it feels like everything is different. Born because of "emotion". Literature, in the final analysis, is the externalization of human inner world and the reflection of emotional experience. The fiery vicissitudes and ups and downs of life have had a huge impact on Li Qingzhao's literary creation.

In the early days, Li Qingzhao's poetry mainly wrote about the romance of girlish feelings. Judging from her noble birth and the charm revealed in her later poems, it seems that she was born a beauty. Li Qingzhao began to receive aesthetic training in traditional Chinese culture almost as soon as he became sensible. Good cultural upbringing and family education cultivated her like a goddess of beauty. The grace and charm of a girl, her reserve and shyness, and her occasional tiredness and idleness were all integrated into her beautiful and clear early lyrics. Such as:

"Huanxi Sand" The embroidered hibiscus smiles, and the duck flies sideways to line the fragrant cheeks. Only when the eyes are moved are people guessed. One side is charming and full of charm, half of the paper is filled with tenderness and hatred, and the moon is moving and the shadows of flowers are about to come back again. (Precious duck, hairstyle.)

"Huanxi Sand" In the cold spring weather, the jade furnace sinks into the water, and the remaining smoke curls up. In the dream, there are flowers hidden on the pillow of the mountain. In the future, petrels are fighting for grass, Jiangmei has passed willow and cotton, and the rain at dusk makes the swing wet. (Sinking water, the name of incense; fighting grass, a game.)

"Huanxi Sand" The cup of moxu is deep amber, which melts before it becomes intoxicating. The sparse clock has already responded to the late wind. The incense of Ruinao quells the soul and dreams are gone, the golden bun is used to ward off the cold and the hair is loose, the sky is red with candles when I wake up.

It is worth noting that she is an amiable and lovely innocent girl, but her vision and thoughts are beyond those of ordinary rich ladies from official families. Li Qingzhao began to receive aesthetic training in traditional Chinese culture almost as soon as he became sensible. Almost at the same time, she was creating, judging others, and studying literary theory. Not only can she enjoy beauty, but she can also control it and jump to a very high starting point in one go. The An-Shi Rebellion in Tang Dynasty was a major event in Chinese history and has been commented upon by later generations. A poet of the Tang Dynasty wrote the famous "Ode to the Zhongxing of the Tang Dynasty" and asked the great calligrapher Yan Zhenqing to inscribe it on the wall, which is known as Shuangjue. It is said that Zhang Wenqian, who lived at the same time as Li Qingzhao and was one of the "Four Scholars of the Su Sect" and already famous for his poetry, once wrote a poem about this stele, lamenting: "God sent two sons to pass on the future, and the mountains will be ten feet tall and the cliffs will be covered with blue. Whoever brings this stele into my room makes me dizzy and open my eyes at the first sight." This poem was transferred to the boudoir, entered the embroidery room, and reached Li Qingzhao's ears. She immediately sang with it:

Fifty years. The power is like an electric sweep, Huaqing flowers, willows, Xianyang grass. There are five squares for cockfighting, and people don't know how to grow old among the wine and meat. Hu soldiers suddenly came from the sky, and they were also traitors and heroes who rebelled against Hu. Hu horses walk in front of the Qinzheng Building, and the fragrant dust is covered with pearls and greenery. He Wei is invincible when he goes to war, and it is said that Li Zhi Duoma will die. The virtues of Yao, Gong, and Shun were as good as heaven, and An used only words to record them. The inscription on the stele is so shabby that it makes gods and ghosts grind the cliffs.

This poem is so heroic that it does not look like it was written by a woman in a boudoir. Describing scenes, commenting on merits and demerits, and lamenting worldly affairs, Li Bai and Xin Qiji, who are romantic and unrestrained, are not allowed to do so. Li's father Ge Fei was surprised when he first saw this poem. When this poem spread outside, it caused a lot of restlessness among the literati. A daughter of the Li family has just grown up, and her writing moves like a dragon and a snake makes a sound of thunder. The girl Li Qingzhao quietly enjoys the beautiful halo woven by her pampering and talent.

In his youth, Li Qingzhao’s poems were mostly affectionate songs of happy love and profound descriptions of ecstasy and lovesickness. Perhaps the one that impressed people the most is:

"A Cut of Plum Blossoms" The fragrance of red lotus roots and the lingering jade in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.

In this poem, there is no longer the interest of "fighting for the crossing" of girlhood, but the eagerness of "going alone on the orchid boat". All kinds of lovesickness pains are vividly depicted, touching the most fragile and softest part of the human soul. Even today, people often quote sentences from it to express their emotions. It is not difficult for us to realize that even though lovesickness is bitter, the taste is rich. The bitterness is full of sweetness, full of longing and hope. This kind of suffering is not the sorrow of old age, nor the despair of loss. This kind of feeling can only be expressed by Li Qingzhao in his unique sentence: "It's just a frown, but it's in the heart."

What’s more important is that Li Qingzhao is by no means an ordinary little woman who can only sigh a few words, “I’ll keep an empty room.” She practiced literature in her empty room and perfected this art. This most ordinary expression of love turned into a proposition creation competition between the couple and became a record of their climb to the peak of art. Such as:

"Drunken Flower Yin Double Ninth Festival" The mist is thick and the clouds are sad and the day is forever, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

This is a thoughtful poem that Li Qingzhao sent to Zhao Mingcheng when he was away from home. Deep love and longing are vividly expressed through the autumn wind and yellow flowers. According to historical records, after Zhao Mingcheng received this poem, he was first moved by the emotion and then inspired by the artistic power of the poem, and vowed to write a poem that surpassed his wife's. He closed the door to thank the guests, and got fifty poems in three days. He mixed Li's poems among them and asked friends to comment. Unexpectedly, his friends said that only three sentences were the best: "There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." Zhao Zi sighed. Not as good as. This story has been widely circulated, and you can imagine how the couple enjoyed the sweetness of playing the piano and playing the piano while admiring each other. This also makes all the talented and beautiful men and women in future generations who cannot get the corresponding quality of love feel a little sad. Li Qingzhao himself recalled that period of life in "The Preface to the Records of Jinshi": "Yu Xing occasionally remembered that after every meal, he would sit in the Return Hall and refer to the pile of books and history, saying which page and line of a certain volume something was on. Win or lose, drinking tea comes one after another. He raised his cup and laughed, but when the tea fell into his arms, he couldn't drink it. "What a happiness, what a joy, how can I say "sweet". This honey-like life nourishes her graceful grace and vigorous artistic creation.

After the Jingkang Rebellion, Li Ci showed a strong sense of decisive sorrow and eternal pain. The Zhao and Song dynasties fled south in a hurry. In the second year of the southern crossing, Zhao Mingcheng was appointed as the prefect of Jiankang in the capital. Unexpectedly, at this time, something that was a national shame and a shame for his family happened. Late one night, a rebellion broke out in the city. As the local governor, Zhao Mingcheng, instead of taking the lead in directing the fight against the rebellion, secretly used a rope to lower the city and escaped. After the matter was settled, he was dismissed by the court. Li Qingzhao, a weak woman, showed great integrity in this matter and was very ashamed that her husband ran away from the battle. After Zhao was dismissed, the couple continued to flee along the Yangtze River toward Jiangxi. The journey was inevitably a bit awkward and they lost the harmony of the past. When he arrived at Wujiang Town, Li Qingzhao learned that this was the place where Xiang Yu was defeated and committed suicide. Unconsciously, his heart was ups and downs. Facing the vast river, he sang this eternal song:

Be born as a hero. Death is also a ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.

I don’t know how sad and lost Li Qingzhao felt when he recited such a sentence. Someone once compared women with integrity and men without integrity. In history, there were Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, and later there were Zhang Ailing and Hu Lancheng in the Republic of China. Facing the man I love deeply, facing the diamond-like fairy tale of love that I once thought could move heaven and earth and being indestructible, facing the once stalwart and strong body that suddenly collapsed in my heart, I feel really helpless and desolate.

What is even more unfortunate is that God did not even give her a chance to survive.

After all, that was the man he loved deeply, and they were deep in blood and breath. Without him, it would be difficult for Li Qingzhao to imagine how he should rely on to survive and live in the future. However, fate took a more unexpected trajectory. Zhao Mingcheng felt deeply guilty after hearing Li Qingzhao's quatrains, which were filled with arrows. Although he was recalled to Beijing and resumed his post the next year, he died of a sudden illness. Li Qingzhao fell into another abyss. For example:

"Wuling Spring" The wind and dust have wiped out the memories of flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm just afraid of the Shuanggai boat. Unable to carry, full of sorrow.

This poem was written in the spring of the fifth year of Shaoxing (1135) by Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty. When Jin soldiers invaded, she took refuge in Jinhua. She was already 51 years old at that time. Just seven words from the sentence "The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers have gone" describe for us a desolate environment with red dust all over the ground. The poet who lives in this environment is "tired of combing her hair day and night." In such a desolate environment, her heart is full of sorrow. In addition, the country is ruined, the family is destroyed, her husband passes away, and she is alone. "Things are the same and people are not the same. Everything is fine." "If I want to speak, I shed tears first." The troubled feeling of being hurt, worried about the world, and wandering without support is solemn and surging.

In the second half of Li Qingzhao's extremely difficult and difficult life, on the one hand, she kept running around and encountered various disasters and misfortunes. On the other hand, she had the fate of the country and the nation in mind, and she struggled in troubled times. Scream and shout. In her life, the most poignant work was her "Slow Voice" (Xun Xun Mi Mi):

Xun Xun Mi Mi, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine are no match for it. The wind comes late at night. The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who can pick them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in the dark? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, it rains bit by bit. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!

This poem very beautifully and meticulously expresses the loneliness, sadness and sadness of a woman who is old and has experienced hardship all day long from early morning to dusk in autumn. The sadness is so deep, the tragic atmosphere is so thick, like a solemn and deep lament, it passes through the eardrum bit by bit like strong melancholy juice, soaking and softening the human heart. This is a deep sorrow and great pain oozing with blood and tears that bursts out from a broken heart. It densely and tortuously summarizes the author's wandering life, desolate situation and inner world full of sorrow after his journey to the south. The upper part of the poem focuses on the state of sorrow and suffering. The author expresses his feelings directly at the first stroke of writing. It is not uncommon for poems to begin with lyricism, but a poem like this one begins with "Looking for and looking for, deserted and lonely, miserable and miserable." Three sentences with seven pairs of overlapping words combine to describe a kind of sadness. The embarrassment bursts out from the heart and immediately shocks the reader's heartstrings. The four words "Xunxunmimi" contain the author's unfortunate experiences since his exile and are extremely accurate. It vividly expresses her mental state of being lost and at a loss in extreme loneliness, trying to catch something. The last ten overlapping characters describe both the environment and the emotions. The indescribable and complex emotional development process is written layer by layer from the outside to the inside, from shallow to deep. How delicate and tortuous, the fourteen characters flow down in one go, covering the whole world. This chapter sets the emotional tone, making the scenes that appear one after another imbued with a strong emotional color. "How can one be so worried?" The author wraps up the above several layers of hurtful things at the end, echoing the fourteen words in the opening chapter, and finally clicks on the word "sorrow". In the last sentence, he advances the artistic conception one level further, as if Different peaks protrude, pointing to the sky in the distance, making the lingering sound linger throughout the poem.

The author has deep experience of the painful life of a country destroyed and a family destroyed. It is generally easy for people to feel the sad side of Li Qingzhao, but they do not know that deep in her soul, there is always a spark of struggle and a cry for ideals. At that time, as a single and widowed woman who was physically and mentally haggard, it goes without saying that she had no status in the court, and it was not her turn to discuss these matters even in the local society. But she raised her arms and shouted: "In the past few years, my descendants have been traveling to the south, and they have drifted with the wandering people. I want to send my blood and tears to the mountains and rivers, and sprinkle them on a handful of soil in Dongshan." Another example is written in "Inscribed on the Eight-Yong Tower":

The Eight-Yong Tower has been popular throughout the ages, leaving its legacy to future generations. The water leads to the southern country for three thousand miles, and the air pressure is in the fourteen states of Jiangcheng.

Her mind and magnanimity have completely surpassed her narrow self-awareness, and her hatred of the country and her family is gushing out. She wished she could kill the enemy with her own sword, regain lost territory, serve the country, and revitalize her homeland.

3. Eternal charm

"Searching and searching, deserted, miserable and miserable", a kind of bleak beauty, has created the unique charm of Li Qingzhao's lyrics. When we walked through the dust and smoke of history and walked into her full of melancholy, we discovered that in the three thousand years of ancient Chinese literary history, she has always stood like a beautiful statue in the wind and rain. And the interpretation of her is "how can the word "chou" be so good?

What is Li Qingzhao looking for? Is it the melancholy about love and marriage, the sadness over the loss of the country and the family, or the deep contemplation of life to the core of destiny? Li Qingzhao's life was sweet, gorgeous, ups and downs, and even more legendary. There are the pleasant colors of the bright spring scenery, the turbulent turbulence of the storm, the intoxicating lovesickness of the bright moon, and the unforgettable infatuation. In a person's life, who is not searching? Li Qingzhao's pursuit of happy love and a happy marriage, but he got it but lost it, which made him feel extremely sad and helpless. This was one of her pursuits. After Zhao Mingcheng's death, her flower of love gradually withered. In the long road ahead, she searched for him, but everything turned out to be different. In the years without love, his search only deepened his sorrow as the years passed.

She is looking for a wise monarch, a peaceful and peaceful country, and a happy and free nation. However, reality always crushes her dreams time and time again. The Song Dynasty has always been invaded by foreign enemies, and the country has no long-term peace. Escape, wandering, and precariousness, the fate of the country and his own fate have surprisingly similar trajectories. Li Qingzhao is a poet, but he is more than a poet. In troubled times, homes have become ruins, and the quiet and beautiful life has disappeared. Even a secluded place of refuge is dilapidated and unstable. Disappointment with the monarch, concern for the country, thoughts about the destiny of the nation, and his own life of toil and never-ending peace are intertwined, so how can he not be heart-wrenchingly sad?

Life, what is life? What should people live for? Li Qingzhao is not an ordinary woman, but a strange woman, an unprecedented strange woman in the history of ancient Chinese literature. She has a persistent pursuit of the value of life. With extraordinary talent and diligence, and with the power of love, she completed the masterpiece "Inscriptions on the Stone" academically, and reached an unprecedented height in her poetry. However, that society did not take it as a surprise or take it as a credit. Even the ten-year-old girl said that "talent is not for women." Even Lu You later thought this was a good statement when he wrote an epitaph for the woman named Sun. As a passionate patriotic poet like Lu You also believed that "talent is not for women", what else could Li Qingzhao say? She had no choice but to chew on her desolation alone, and had only one worry.

This is a talented woman in feudal society. Even though she has all kinds of abilities, she still has to bear the heavy cross of society in the end. Li Qingzhao studied epigraphy and cultural history. Of course she knew that from the Xia and Shang Dynasties to the Song Dynasty, Liao Ruochenxing was a talented and authored woman, and she was the only one with excellent poetry skills. However, in that era, people today did not regard her as a peerless and independent goddess of beauty in the vast wind and rain, but she was regarded as an alien, rebellious, and superfluous. Looking around for thousands of years, the long nights, the long sighs of weariness, who do you know? Lu Xun wrote a poem about a singing girl: "The lanterns illuminate the banquet in the open house, and the charming girl wears makeup to serve the jade king. Suddenly recalling the love and affection under the scorched earth, pretending to look at the stockings to hide the tears." Li Qingzhao is a singer who was enslaved by the feudal society. , she was serving this society with make-up and beauty, but suddenly she thought that all her pursuits had been lost, and none of what it sang about had been realized. She couldn't help but feel sad, so she had to "pretend to talk about yellow flowers and autumn wind."

What is more destructive than the ruined, broken home, love, and wandering life is the great loneliness of not being understood, and even being mercilessly ridiculed and spurned by her as a great poet in the feudal era. and sadness. It was a huge solemn and depressing background, a yoke that Li Qingzhao could not escape and had to bear.

She was in a turbulent whirlpool, saw many things that others could not see, and pursued a realm that many people did not pursue. This inevitably led to the sadness of loneliness. Originally, in the three thousand years of feudal society, many people came and went and lived with peace of mind and went with the flow. Even the Song Dynasty after its southern migration lingered for 152 years in weakness and retreat. The adults in the court were still serving as officials and living in debauchery as usual. Many of them wanted to enjoy themselves in the moment, regardless of the vicissitudes of life, wars and killings. But Li Qingzhao did not. As a commoner, she thought about her responsibilities as a public official and important national affairs; as a woman, she sought parallel personality and respect for love. Regardless of dealing with political affairs, studies, love, or marriage, she will never follow the crowd or adapt. This inevitably leads to loneliness that transcends time and space and inextricable sorrow. She is carrying a heavy cross, combining national, family, marriage and academic difficulties. All political, cultural, moral, marital and personality conflicts and tribulations caused by the feudal autocratic system are reflected in her yellow flower-like face. On the thin body.

Li Qingzhao is a legend and a magnificent brilliance. From the perspective of his entire life, he is not only a great artist, but also an eternal lament. In essence, Li Qingzhao not only pursues national integrity and political firmness, but also pursues the transcendence of personality. She always soberly holds a standard of conduct and tenaciously guards her own moral integrity. Before she suffered a major disaster and her life was still relatively stable, her pursuit of high standards of personality was already evident. When Zhao Mingcheng was an official in Laizhou, she went to visit relatives and saw that there were not many books in the room. She was very unhappy. She wrote a poem and said: "The cold window is broken and there are few scribes. This is how it was in my life." After the world was troubled, she became more outstanding and set aside the customs. , out of the sludge but not stained. She stood on the high pavilion of the century, traveled through time and space, and looked down at all living beings, so she felt a special kind of loneliness:

"Remembering Qin E" Lin Gao Pavilion, the chaotic mountains and plains were covered with thin smoke. The smoke is thin, the crows return, and the horns are heard in the dusk. The fragrance is broken and the wine is clear