Li Qingzhao's Story

/kloc-in the spring of 0/084, in the quiet town of Zhangqiu Mingshui, Jinan, Shandong Province, the sun was warm, the plants were green, the birds were singing and dancing, and Li Qingzhao came to the world with tears in her eyes. Unfortunately, her biological mother, according to legend, is the eldest daughter of Wang Jue, the prime minister and duke of Qi, who died shortly after giving birth to her because of dystocia. As a baby, she doesn't know the pain of losing her mother.

Soon, his father Li married the granddaughter of the champion. Fortunately, this Wang is sensible and kind, taking Li Qingzhao as his own and taking care of her.

Li Qingzhao was born in a scholarly family: her father Li, a scholar in Xining, was a prisoner and foreign minister in the official department. He loves reading and has a rich collection of books at home. He is a protege of Su Shi, a great writer in the Song Dynasty. He is not only proficient in poetry and songs, but also specializes in studying Confucian classics and wrote the Book of Rites with hundreds of thousands of words. His beautiful and simple style of writing was greatly appreciated by Su Shi. Her stepmother Wang was also a woman who was influenced by literature and art since childhood. She is very cultured. According to his biography, "his wife, Wang, is also a granddaughter."

Maybe it's talent, maybe it's fate. Her life is destined to be accompanied by a brush and become attached to words.

On her first birthday, according to the custom at that time, the family held a ceremony for her to catch up with the week. Among many things in front of her, she grabbed a writing brush. After the family changed the order of these items, she still grabbed the brush. Perhaps this is the foreshadowing that she inadvertently laid for life.

In a happy family with a light book fragrance, Li Qingzhao daily growing.

At the age of five, she expressed her wish to her stepmother Wang. She said that she didn't like working as a female worker or something. She likes reading and writing. Such a wish, in the family where she lives, is naturally easy to realize. Besides, her father is a particularly enlightened scholar.

Good reading time came to her side. It is said that when people are young, their hearts are pure and there are no distractions. Therefore, when reading a book, I will be particularly focused and remember it very firmly. Especially Li Qingzhao, who loves reading and is smart, is so obsessed with books that she can hardly forget the books she has read.

Seeing that she was so eager to learn, her father was quite surprised and specially selected many books for her to read. At that time, ordinary women, including her sisters, stayed in the embroidery room and studied embroidery women workers. Only when she has no interest in these things, she often hides in the study alone and wanders in the wonderful poems and songs accompanied by silent time.

In this way, she gradually developed the habit of being alone, and in the eyes of others, she became lofty or unsociable.

However, in fact, her heart is actually better than anyone else, purer and kinder than anyone else. But she is too obsessed with words to go out of the world of words and cater to the joys and sorrows of the world.

Clever, she passed through her childhood, and in the days accompanied by books, she ushered in her girlhood day after day.

If childhood is the embryonic stage of her talent, then childhood is the explosive stage of her talent. In particular, Li Qingzhao, an intelligent woman, has been studying since she was a child, and has accumulated a huge amount of knowledge in her mind. At a certain time, she will be inspired and talented.

You see, she went out that summer afternoon. She went to the place called Xiting, drank a few glasses of wine, and then rowed happily, wandering in the clear water lotus pond, blowing a cool breeze with a faint lotus fragrance, and moving leisurely under the blue sky and white clouds. Unconsciously, I fell asleep. When I woke up, I found that the boat had strayed into the depths of the lotus. Seeing that she was surrounded by water hibiscus sweetly, she became excited and rowed the boat deeper and farther again. After a while, I woke up countless seagulls. Yet shouts resounded through the lotus pond and her heart. ...

After a few years, she suddenly recalled this scene and found it very interesting, so a small word that has been passed down through the ages, like a dream, came to the world vividly.

"Always remember XiTing sunset, drunk don't know the way home. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, and open a beach of gulls and herons. " A few words, picturesque, show the elegance of talented women.

Casual, she naturally likes such days, carefree, traveling and drinking.

However, in that era when women were virtuous and incompetent, it was very inappropriate at that time not to keep boudoir, not to learn from women workers and to drink alcohol, which was something that ordinary women dared not even think about. The reason why Li Qingzhao can be so free and easy, so willful, stems from her father's openness and openness to her education.

So, at this time, she lived a very carefree life.

/kloc-in the winter of 0/098, Li was an official in Beijing and missed his family, so he asked his wife Wang to take Li Qingzhao and his younger brother Li Wei to live in Beijing.

Hearing the news, Li Qingzhao was very excited because she had heard about Beijing in the book. In her mind, the capital is as prosperous as a dream and full of literati. She believes that a life like water should be spent in a place like a dream.

As for Mingshui, her hometown, she naturally loves it deeply. However, this place is too small after all, and she can see too little here after all. What's more, she has been reading poetry books and has long been fascinated by Bianjing.

In the anxious waiting, Li Qingzhao finally embarked on a journey away from home. After a long journey, she didn't feel tired, but she was filled with joy.

Finally, she arrived at Bianjing. You are greeted by countless people coming and going. They shuttled through the busy antique market, and a dazzling array of small commodities shone in the sun. ...

The Li family is in a secluded alley, not far from imperial academy. This is a typical northern quadrangle full of antiques, with the gate facing south, three squares in the north and a living room in the middle. To the east is Li's bedroom, and to the west is Li Qingzhao's residence. Inside and outside the yard, there are many pine trees and bamboos, as well as many flowers and plants.

Li Qingzhao naturally likes it. Her heart is bright and beautiful, just like the warm sun this winter.

In fact, her father, like her sun, has been caring for her warmly. After coming here, my father prepared many famous books for her and her brother to read for them to learn. And ask Wang to teach them more. Moreover, as long as Li is free, he will personally guide him.

The family, immersed in poetry and songs, is happy.

This is how Li Qingzhao spent her girlhood warmly.