Li Qingzhao

? I often think of the pavilion and the sun, and I don't know the way back when I am drunk. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. Fight for crossing, fight for crossing, and start a beach for European herons. ?

I remember that year you booked a boat to prepare wine and swim in Qingxi. The fragrance of flowers and wine around you makes you completely intoxicated, as if you have got rid of the shackles that have been suppressed for a long time, put aside the identity of a famous family, looked at your lively and cheerful appearance, and could not help but blend in, feeling the novelty and beauty of nature.

On the way back, you were intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and strayed into the curved lotus pond, as if you had entered a mysterious world with delicate fragrance. Looking at your surprised and anxious expression makes me laugh at your youth and impatience. Who knows, the boat you rowed was more anxious to return, and the stopped gull heron was started again. Flying seagulls and herons, like you at that time, give people strong vitality and are touching.

? Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. I can't get rid of this situation. I just frown, but I take it to heart. ?

At this time, you are no longer that young and impulsive girl, but have already become a woman. You and your husband live a loving life, but you have to be separated from him often, and your face is full of thoughts.

Sadly, what a turbulent and sudden change this is. Foreign attacks and chaos in the imperial court forced you to leave your residence and start wandering around.

And instead of bowing your head, you are more upright. In the days when your husband was dismissed, you two stayed in Hongzhou by boat. On the way, you talked about the rise and fall of the country, heroes. After all, you can't help hitting the mast on the boat and singing loudly: live as a hero and die as a ghost.

I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong! ?

Yes, the hurried years can't erase your inner heroism, leaving more patriotic feelings.

Look back;

Young you, full of enthusiasm and vitality of life;

When you grow up, you are full of Tingting's charm and talent;

Mature you, rhyme with sincere heart and feelings!

I follow you with great admiration, and I miss you with deep love. Your sincere and simple spirit, full of game-writing protocol, always infects all my cells, just like blood flowing in my body. Let people remember, never forget!

About Li Qingzhao's 800-word composition II

Reading Li Qingzhao

Cang Kejia once wrote a couplet:? One hundred generations of rivers and waves are rushing, washing away the heroes of the ages, and a daughter flower blooms in the Millennium Ci Garden. ? Yes, it's Li Qingzhao.

Among countless poets in Tang and Song Dynasties, I like Li Qingzhao's ci best.

Li Qingzhao is the pride of Shandong people. She was born in a scholarly family in Zhangqiu, Jinan, and began to write poems and lyrics at an early age. The first talented woman in history? Known as. Because his father Li is both a student of Su Shi and a high official, Li Qingzhao received a very different culture and education.

Like her? Fight for the ferry, fight for the ferry, and open the gull heron pool? Naughty personality, like her? Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers? Light sorrow, prefer her? Things are people, not everything, tears flow first? Sad mood. She is depressed all day and can express her feelings in poetry creation. Every word is a true portrayal of her heart. It is not difficult to see that Li Qingzhao is such an affectionate woman, and her inner world is so complicated.

What is the first word that comes to mind when you mention Li Qingzhao? Sad? . As a woman, she is not as strong and sentimental as a man, which is also a common phenomenon among literati. Endless sadness turns into a long river, which makes his works always so sad and cold, like a beautiful landscape painting, crying out countless dissatisfaction.

Li Qingzhao's emotional life is extremely bumpy, and all kinds of troubles she feels come from her feelings. She and her husband Zhao Mingcheng are a loving couple with excellent feelings. Most of the articles written by Li Qingzhao in the middle period are related to Zhao Mingcheng. Soon after, Zhao Mingcheng died of illness, which made her unable to cheer up and lead a sad and painful life. She once wrote slowly in her voice:? Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Now, who can pick up this endless sadness and spread it, just like a ribbon that keeps cutting, and finally have to exhale: this time, what a sad sentence! ?

The country is broken and scattered; The wild goose is ruthless, and the remnant chrysanthemum hates it; Confused and melancholy, suddenly confused. All kinds of mixed feelings naturally led to her thoughts. Li Qingzhao also suffered a lot because of her late husband's deception, and was forced to live a lonely life in the later period. Is it the biggest regret that she has no children, no daughters and no one to rely on? But her talent can't tolerate an eyebrow, and this unique sentimental beauty has been sought after and loved by people for thousands of years. How can this sad speech from the mouth of a good family not touch people's hearts!

Is Li Qingzhao there? The first talented woman in history? Well deserved.

About Li Qingzhao's 800-word composition 3

Reading Li Qingzhao

You are a book, and it is a magical book. Indifference when you are happy, faint sadness when you miss, and painful feelings when you are sad all add mysterious, tortuous and bumpy colors to this book.

Open this book and see everything about you.

You are a book, reading everything you do when you are happy. What kind of strange girl is she, having a good time drinking and partying? Into the depths of the lotus? I don't know the way back, you have a generous domineering, you are drunk. Fight for crossing, fight for crossing, and create a gull beach? . You have Li Bai? Take my shadow and let the three of us be together? Heroism, you have the aura when Lin Daiyu buried flowers, and you have Du Fu? Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ? You are also very lively when you write poetry. You are a book. At the beginning of the book, I understand your happiness.

You are a book, and when you read it, you are faintly sad. The life with her husband, like a fairy couple, was broken because her husband went out. You are bored every day and miss your husband, but you are full of wit because of your ideas. People are thinner than yellow flowers? ! A word? People are thinner than yellow flowers? Comparable? Looking back suddenly, that person was in the dim light? . Drink when you are happy, and drink when you are unhappy. Wine in Dongli after dusk? Miss so deeply, can you see? Why is Du Kang the only solution? , have to wait! ? The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. Endless is your deep love for your husband. You are a book. In the middle of the book, I understand your deep love and subtle worries.

You are a book, reading all the pain when you are sad. A happy and beautiful life is far away, and the reality of national ruin and death follows. ? Things are people, not everything? God is so jealous of you that your sadness will haunt you from now on. Just frown, but take it to heart? . Your sorrow is so deep that I'm afraid the ship won't move. I'm worried. . Your sadness makes you miss your hometown more. Guo Yan is also very sad, but this is an old acquaintance? . ? Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, and the spring of trees and grasslands is back? Is your state of mind at this time. ? After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold? If it doesn't belong to you, you have no chance to write a million letters; ? Stay green, even without firewood? If it doesn't belong to you, where can you rely on the mountain? Your happiness no longer belongs to you, you have experienced too much suffering. You are a book. At the end of the book, I understand your pain and sadness.

You are a book and your life is a magical book. Your metamorphosis, your maturity and your gloom are the magic of this book. You are a book. When reading you, I saw a woman's strong will in the face of many difficulties. You are a book, a book full of vicissitudes and ups and downs.

You are a magical book!