Chapter 7 Biography of Yingying

This is the most famous love story in China, written by Yuan Zhen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty.Yuan Ji entrusted the name of Zhang Junrui's matter, but in fact it is obviously an autobiography.Among them, the dates, events, and characters are all extremely true and consistent with Yuan Zhen's own situation, and the author's true feelings are revealed, especially for those who write a true history of personal love.Changing the actor's surname as Zhang did not deceive his friends. His story is vivid and compelling, especially when it spread for a while, arousing suspicion.Yuan Zhen was already as famous as Bai Juyi at that time, known as Yuan Bai, he was suffering from rumors and suspicions, but this matter and this situation cannot be forgotten.When "Shuangwen" is not used to refer to the lover in the poem, by accident, Yingying's name is revealed, and "Shuangwen" means that the two characters of Yingying overlap.Yingying is Yuan Zhen's first love, but in fact Yuan Zhen never forgets Yingying, there are other reasons.

Most of this article is based on Yuan Zhen's original text, until Yuan Zhen abandons Yingying and makes up ridiculous excuses on his own.When Yuan Zhen abandoned Yingying, he compared Yingying with the most beautiful beauties in history, and even compared with the evildoer who harmed men.Yuan Zhen still boldly said that Zhang Youwen heard that after Zhang and Yingying broke up, he praised Zhang as "good for making up for mistakes". Although Yuan Zhen was a famous poet, he later served as a high-ranking official. From some incidents in Yuan Zhen's poems and biographies, it can be concluded that Yuan Zhen wrote about himself, regardless of other evidence, but the one who proves it is that Yuan Zhen's aunt also has the surname Zheng, and the wife in the meeting Zhenji has the same surname; Yuan Zhen's My aunt was also forced by the rebels, but rescued by my aunt and nephew.The story that will be really remembered is exactly the same.There are too many examples to enumerate.

The adapted part of this story is based on Yuan Zhen's poems, and the following points are counted: 1. In Huizhen Ji, there is a letter from Yingying to Zhang Sheng, which is rich in writing and has long been popular, but there is no letter from Zhang Sheng to Yingying.In the article, it is only briefly stated that "next year's literary battle will not be victorious, so it will stop in Beijing, because it will be written in Cui to broaden its meaning." This article is supplemented by Yuan Zhen's meaning of "Ancient Jue Jue Ci".Yuan Zhen actually suspected Yingying's infatuation, despicableness, and so on.

2. In Huizhen Ji, there are poems about Yingying's rendezvous with Zhang Sheng, but the poems presented to Yingying by Yuan Zhenxian are omitted.This article quotes two poems from Yuan Zhen's ancient erotic poems to make up for it. 3. This article begins to describe Yuan Zhen's recollection of the bell ringing at Xiao Temple 20 years ago, which is taken from Yuan Zhen's poem "Chun Xiao". 4. The memory of "like a smile but not a smile" and fragrance in the first paragraph is based on two sentences in Yuan Zhen's "Yingying Poem" that "vaguely looks like a smile but not a smile, as if the smell is not a fragrance".

5. Other materials about rendezvous are taken from Yuan Zhen's "Dream Walking Spring Poetry" sent to him by Letian, which records the dream of marrying Wei Di's daughter.In Huizhen Ji, it is written that Yingying is shy and restrained, reticent and laughs, but she is clear about the reality.It should be attributed to not false.Yang Juyuan, Yuan Zhen's friend, was also a poet in the Tang Dynasty, and he is also mentioned in Huizhen Ji. * * * Whenever Yuan Zhen passed Pucheng by road and stayed in a hotel, the bells of the nearby monastery, especially when he heard it from his bed at dawn, made him feel young and romantic again, and felt his liver and intestines broken.He is just in his forties, and he is a secular and blessed husband, a popular poet, and a high-ranking official in the ups and downs of his career.He should be able to forget the love history so many years ago, otherwise, it would be enough to think about it in a quiet time, but he was surprised.Twenty years have passed, and before dawn, the bells in the monastery announced the dawn, and the familiar rhythm still aroused his infinite sadness, and aroused a deep and secret mood, which was as familiar as his own life itself, A strange sense of sadness, a sense of the beauty of life.Even his wonderful poems can only convey this kind of sentiment as if.He lay on the bed and recalled: the night sky was dark, the stars were twinkling, his surprise, the rich fragrance, the face of the girl in his first love, the face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Yuan Zhen was a twenty-two-year-old youth on his way to Beijing for the exam.According to his own statement, he has never been infatuated with women, nor has he had a close relationship with any woman.Because he is a handsome young man, sentimental, and the voice of Bai Xue is not high-spirited.He is not a relaxed and cheerful person, and he is good at sociability; when his friends see a woman who is full of enthusiasm, he looks indifferent.However, he himself said that whenever he meets someone with extraordinary talent and beauty, he can't forget his love. In the Tang Dynasty, the candidates all set off for Beijing a few months before the exam, or even half a year, and visited the mountains and rivers along the way.He traveled casually all the way, and arrived at Pucheng, Shaanxi—where Pucheng is at the bend of the Yellow River—to visit his classmate Yang Juyuan.Yang Juyuan advised him to stay for a while, and he stayed in Pucheng.The two often strolled to the Pujiu Temple in the east of the city.Pujiu Temple is about three miles away from the city, and in winter the mountainside is full of plum blossoms.Although the weather is cold, it is quite bright and fresh, bright and pleasant.Looking from the hillside, you can see the vast Yellow River and Taibai Mountain in the distance on the other side.

He was very obsessed with this place, and negotiated with the abbot of the monastery to stay in a guest room for pilgrims.This Pujiu Temple was built by Empress Wu Zetian 50 years ago. It is large in scale, with a yellow glazed tile roof and gilded decoration.There are the most pilgrims in spring, and the temple can accommodate more than 100 pilgrims.There are relatively simple houses for farmers and their families to live in, and there are special courtyard houses with exquisite patterns reserved for distinguished guests.Yuan Zhen chose a room in the northwest corner, which was quite elegant.Behind the house, the trees are tall, the shade is full, and it is extremely cool.There is a corridor in front, and some hexagonal windows are opened in the corridor, and you can see the vast Yellow River and the high mountains on the other side.The room and furniture are simple but comfortable.He was very happy, not to mention there are some poetry collections in the carry-on luggage, which are displayed on the desk.It's quite comfortable to live here for a few days.

Yang Juyuan said to him, 'Choosing this place is so chic and coquettish. ' 'What's so romantic? ' 'Wind, flower, snow, moon.What a great place to have a good time. ' 'Don't talk nonsense, I'm looking for fun, I've already gone to Kyoto.Living here is to become a monk, to immerse oneself in reading, and to stay for a while. ' Yang Juyuan knew that he was sensitive and stubborn, so he didn't say anything. Less than a day after Yuan Zhen moved in, he discovered that there was a villa of a wealthy family next to the west wall of the monastery, and there was an orchard behind the villa, which he could see from his rear window.On the roof of the black tiled roof in the orchard, a branch of a red apricot sticks out from the wall. From the large roof, it can be seen that there are several courtyards in the house.I found out from the servant that this house was also a temple property, and a family named Cui lived in it.My father has passed away now, and when he was alive, he was a great benefactor of Pujiu Temple.He is also a friend of the abbot.Back then, whenever I wanted to leave the city for a few days, I came to live here.After his father passed away, the whole family moved here, mainly because Mrs. Cui was timid and thought it was safe to live here.The abbot allowed the Cui family to live here, partly because of the friendship between the two families, and partly because the villa was originally built with a huge donation from Master Cui.

On the night of the third day, Yuan Zhen heard the sound of a piano in the distance, the tone was melodious, sad and deep.There is complete silence at night, and it is very touching to hear it in the monastery. In the early morning of the next day, he suddenly wanted to find out what happened, so he walked around the temple for a week.I saw that the villa was surrounded by walls, and I couldn't see anything inside.There is a small stream flowing in front of the house.The house is at the back of the monastery, and there is a beautiful red fence leading to the gate of the villa.The door is closing.There are two white papers on the door, pasted with a diagonal cross, which are worn out and are covering the red border on the door. It looks like a mourning place.There was another path, about fifty yards long, leading to the road outside the gate of the monastery.At that time, the plum blossoms were in full bloom and fragrant, and a stream of water flowed from the garden, passed through the outlet under the wall, and poured into the stream in front of the house, murmuring like children playing and clamoring.Yuan Zhen couldn't help being ecstatic.I kept thinking about it in my heart—thinking about such a beautiful place, the family I lived in, thinking about the person who played the piano that played the melodious piano rhyme I heard last night, that beautiful woman who lives in the dark.When he came back, he saw that the villa was separated from his courtyard by a wall.

If it hadn't been for something unexpected that happened in the second week after he moved in, he wouldn't have paid special attention to the neighbor Su Mo had met.After ten days, there were rumors of looting and rioting in the city.Because after the death of General Hun Zhan, while the general was in mourning, the rebels robbed wantonly, robbed businesses, and kidnapped civilian women.On the second morning, the situation became more and more sinister.Some soldiers rushed to the river after they had robbed the city.The nearby villages were full of stragglers in disheveled clothes.Before noon, Yuan Zhen was sitting on a rattan chair with his feet on the table and a volume of Meng Haoran's poetry in his arms. He heard a woman's voice and hurried footsteps passing by the corridor.He went out to see what was going on.His room is at one end of the corridor. There is a small door under the corridor that is often locked. He didn't pay attention to it before. The small door is now open. A middle-aged woman, about forty years old, and The two girls hurried through this corridor together and walked towards the main hall.The woman, richly dressed, went ahead, and her daughter, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and a servant girl followed behind.The daughter was wearing simple dark blue clothes, her hair drooped and was tied back with a comb. He believed that she must be the woman playing the piano.The flustered looks of these women showed that they were obviously fearing that a catastrophe was imminent.

On the one hand, Yuan Zhen took pleasure in other's misfortune, but also liked the posture of this young girl, so he hurried forward and followed behind.The monks and servants were also in a mess.There was a woman whose husband was killed by rebels in order to protect her daughter. Now she is telling everyone what happened.The lady from the Cui Mansion also stood by and listened intently, but she didn't care at all when someone was watching.She has a bunch of black and beautiful hair on her head, her neck is pink, her mouth is very small, and her face is small and long.Mrs. Cui was very anxious, obviously she was afraid that rebels would come and rob Cui's mansion, because people believed that Cui's mansion was very rich.The abbot came out and told them that if something happened, he could find them a safe place to hide.The rebellious soldiers only robbed according to their hearts, and did not dare to destroy the Buddhist temple. Miss Cui said: 'Mom, I'm not in a hurry.We must be at home, or we will be robbed.From the back door to the Buddha Hall, there is still time to run again. ' She spoke in a high-pitched, calm voice.In the morning sun, a white light shone on her straight nose and high forehead.If it is said that beautiful and intelligent women cannot have both, Ms. Cui's nose and forehead can be said to be not as soft as a woman's.The mother listened to her advice quietly, as if she trusted her daughter's judgment. Yuan Zhen was young and righteous, willing to help a young girl. He walked up to the abbot, without looking at Miss Cui, and said to the abbot in a gentle and polite manner, it is best to try to plan ahead with these women to avoid accidents.He said he had a friend, Yang Juyuan, who had a good friendship with the local commander, and would be willing to ask the commander to send troops to defend.Only five or six soldiers with swords and swords are enough to guard the gate of the villa. Miss Cui flashed pleading eyes at him and said, 'This method is very good. Madam Cui asked him for his name, and he introduced himself. Now that he met the Cui family, he was very happy, and said to himself that he would go to see Yang Juyuan immediately.At dusk that day, he came back with six soldiers, and also brought a notice signed by the commander himself, telling the rebels not to enter Cui's house without permission.Of course, when they saw the guards in red, those stragglers who wanted to break into Cui's house stopped on their own. Seeing that the matter had come to fruition, Yuan Zhen was very happy, hoping to win the smile of that young beauty—he remembered that she looked at him with such pleading eyes in the morning.Full of longing, he walked into an elegantly furnished living room, but only Mrs. Cui came out to meet him.Mrs. Cui is very grateful to him for his hard work and eagerness to help.He thought that if he could find a power as powerful as the government, in Mrs. Cui's mind, he would definitely be able to increase his status.But he couldn't catch a glimpse of Miss Cui, he went back to Pujiu Temple dejectedly. A few days later, the local garrison arrived, order in the city was immediately restored, and the six guards also dispersed.Mrs. Cui entertained Yuan Zhen in the main hall, and the banquet was always very formal. The wife said; "Thank you, sir, for your help. Now I ask the whole family to come out and formally salute to the husband." ' She called out a boy about twelve years old, his name was Huan Lang, and taught him to salute "big brother" Yuan Zhen. Mrs. Cui smiled and said, "I have such a son." ’ Then he called again, ‘Yingying, come out and thank Mr. for saving the lives of our family. ' After a long time, Yingying still hasn't come out.Yuan Zhen thought she must be very shy, because this was a formal meeting, and everyone's daughter is not used to sitting with strange men.Mrs. Cui got impatient and called again, 'I'll teach you how to do it.Mr. Yuan saved your life and saved mine.What kind of etiquette is there now? ' The young lady finally came out and saluted Yuan Zhen shyly and proudly.Wearing a plain tight dress, dabbing lightly, neatly and neatly.Like a well-bred daughter of everyone, she sat quietly beside her mother.He felt very happy to see the beauty. According to the custom and politeness, he asked Mrs. Cui: "How old is Miss Fang?" ' 'She was born in the current year of the emperor, the year of Jiazi.I am seventeen years old this year. ' Although it was just a family banquet and only Yuan Zhen was the guest, the young lady was still too restrained because there were young men present.From the beginning to the end of the whole banquet, the lady behaved well, but indifferently.He tried several times to turn the topic around, gossip about family affairs, talk about Mr. Cui's affairs in those years, and talk about Huanlang's study, but he couldn't attract the young lady's words.An ordinary girl, even the most virtuous and unsmiling, will feel strange in front of a young man, she will look a little different, and the expression on her face and behavior will show it.But this charming girl is simply extraordinary, like an unfathomable fairy, like a princess in a fairyland, she is spotless in love in the world of mortals.Is it really cold as ice?Yuan Zhen didn't believe it.So is it cold on the outside but warm on the inside?Or is it a family of scholars from generation to generation, with strict upbringing, who has developed the habit of being too taciturn? While eating, he heard that his wife's maiden name was Zheng, which was the same as his mother's. Because of the same surname, she should be considered his aunt.Madam was obviously very happy to find this relative, and offered a glass of wine to her aunt and nephew.At this time, the lady's face relaxed a little, and there was a slight smile. Yuan Zhen was disgusted and infatuated with Miss Cui's attitude.He had never met such a proud, silent, and unapproachable girl.The more he suppressed his emotions, the more he couldn't help but feel his heart and soul flutter.I am unwilling to have this beauty. He made various excuses to visit Cui's house.First pay homage, and then talk to Huan Lang.He was always trying to make it known that he was there.Yingying must have seen him, because such a rich lady would often eavesdrop and peep from behind the carved lattice fan.But Miss Cui was ashamed like a deer when a beast was about to approach her.Once, at dusk, Yuan Zhen saw her playing with Huan Lang in the back garden. As soon as the young lady saw him, she ran away like an arrow.Yuan Zhen shouted: "Yingying, Yingying, you run so fast!"This oriole! ' One day, on the path leading from Cui's house to the outside gate, he met Miss Cui's maid and matchmaker.The matchmaker has a simple and straightforward personality, has a pretty and charming charm, and is smart and sophisticated.He took the opportunity to greet the young lady, his face turned red, and the matchmaker smiled slyly. 'Tell me, is your lady engaged? ' 'No.Why are you asking this? ' 'We are brother and sister, and I would like to know more about her.You know we've been introduced by the lady, but I've never had a chance to talk to her.How nice it would be to talk to the lady. ' The matchmaker didn't speak, just looked at him. 'Tell me, why is she just avoiding me? ' 'How would I know? ' Yuan Zhen finally said: "This young lady is really rare, refined and elegant, well-mannered---really admirable." ' 'Oh, I see.Why don't you tell the old lady that you want to see her? ' 'You do not know.With the old lady, she hardly uttered a word.Can I have a chance to meet her alone?Ever since I met Miss, I have never forgotten her. ' 'I understand what you mean. After the matchmaker finished speaking, she covered her mouth with a smile and ran away. Yuan Zhen shouted from behind: "Matchmaker, matchmaker." When the matchmaker stopped, he said, "Sister matchmaker, I beg you, you have to help me." ' The matchmaker stared at him intently, looking pitiful, "I dare not tell the young lady that.She never spoke to the young man.Mr. Yuan, you are a scholar and you have also helped the Cui family.You are a very nice person.Let me tell you a secret.Miss reads and composes poetry, often sitting in front of the book lost in thought, you can write a poem for her, I think, there is only one way to touch her heart.You have to thank me for giving you this brilliant idea. The matchmaker looked at him as she spoke. The next day, he taught the matchmaker to send two poems: Spring comes frequently to Songjiadong, with sleeves open and waiting for the evening breeze The warblers hide in the willows, no one speaks, only the walls are full of flowers and trees are red There is no one in the deep courtyard, the grass and trees are light, the warbler is silent and hiding in the shade Waiting to play with water floating flowers out of the door to earn Ruan Lang That evening, the matchmaker sent Yingying a poem titled 'Moon Night' Waiting for the moon, the windward door under the west chamber is half open The moon moves, the flowers and shadows move, it is suspected that it is the jade man It was the fourteenth of February.Yuan Zhen was overjoyed.This was obviously a self-appointment during a secluded period, and the appointment to meet at night made him especially overjoyed. On the night of the sixteenth, according to the hint in the poem, he climbed from the apricot tree to the wall and looked into the garden.I saw that the door of the west wing was indeed open.He climbed down the wall and entered the house. The matchmaker was sleeping on the bed, and he woke up the matchmaker.The matchmaker was shocked and said, "What are you doing here?"What are you going to do? ' Yuan Zhen said: "She asked me to come."Trouble Hong Niang to tell her that I am coming. ' The matchmaker came back in a while and whispered to Yuan Zhen, "She's here." ' Yuan Zhen waited for ten minutes, feeling restless.When Yingying came, her face was both surprised and disturbed, her deep and black eyes contained infinite mystery.After a shy moment, she said unnaturally, "Mr. Yuan, I invited you here because you wanted to meet me. You protected my mother and our family. I am very grateful and would like to thank you personally."We are brothers and sisters, of course it is very good.Why did you teach the matchmaker to give me those two love poems? It's really unexpected. I can't and I won't tell my mother about it. Then I feel sorry for you.I want to meet you in person and tell you, don't do this again. ' Yingying finished speaking uncomfortably, as if repeating her lines. Yuan Zhen panicked and said, "But Miss Cui, I just want to talk to you."I only came tonight because you sent the poem. ' Yingying said decisively, 'Yes, I invited you here.I took the risk of asking you to meet, and I'm glad I did.But if you think that I am dating you for some indecent thing, then you are wrong. ' Under emotional restraint, her voice trembled a little, and after she finished speaking, she turned around and left in a hurry. Yuan Zhen was disappointed, ashamed and very angry.He couldn't believe it, he couldn't understand it.Why did she write that apparently seductive poem?Why don't you teach Hong Niang to send a simple and straightforward reply, and take the trouble to come and teach me a lesson in person.Maybe I changed my mind at the last moment and dare not do the next thing?Women's half-heartedness is really hard to catch!He simply doesn't understand women.Now Yingying looks more and more like a hard-hearted princess.Because she felt that Yingying was clearly joking with him, love turned into hatred. Two nights later, while he was sleeping on the bed, he suddenly felt someone pushing him in the dark.He got up and held the lamp to see that the matchmaker was standing in front of him. 'Get up!She is coming. 'The matchmaker said in a low voice and left. Yuan Zhen sat on the bed, rubbed his eyes, didn't feel sober, quickly put on a robe, sat and waited. After a while, the matchmaker brought the young lady in.Yingying's face was full of shame and embarrassment, and she was in a daze.As if unable to hold on to herself, almost her whole body was leaning on the matchmaker.Her pride, her dignified self-control, were all swept away.She didn't apologize or explain anything.Hair hangs loosely over the shoulders.Her deep, black eyes looked at him as if unable to bear it.There is no need to say anything. His heart was pounding.Tonight, she suddenly wanted to come to the study, it was very different from the cold face and the big reprimand the night before yesterday.When Yuan Zhen saw his beloved Miss Cui, his anger dissipated immediately. The matchmaker had already brought the pillow, put it on the bed quickly and left.The first thing Yingying did was to blow out the lamp, without saying a word.He approached her, leaned close to her, felt infinite warmth, and embraced Yingying with both arms.Yingying's lips immediately found Yuan Zhen's.Yuan Zhen felt that her whole body was shaking and her breathing was short.Still not saying a word, naturally, softly, lying on the bed, as if his legs couldn't bear the weight of his tender body. In a blink of an eye, the bell of the temple was heard.At dawn, the matchmaker had come to urge the young lady to leave, Ying woke up startled, put on her clothes in the gloomy morning light, hurriedly made up a cloud girl, and followed the matchmaker away, with an infinitely weary expression on her face.The door was also quietly closed.All night, Yingying didn't say a word, and Yuan Zhen always spoke alone. Every time he expressed his love, Yingying just sighed and kissed him tightly with warm and moist lips. He sat up suddenly, wondering if this night was just a dream.But it was clear that the strong fragrance in the room had not dissipated, and the carmine was printed on the towel, yes, it was true.This unfathomable young lady, who seemed so detached and indifferent before, is now unstoppable and enthusiastic.Is it enthusiasm?Or is it love?When she came to Yuan Zhen, she was not ashamed.I remember before, she said to Yuan Zhen so decisively: "If you think that I am dating you for some indecent thing, then you are wrong." 'What does that mean?However, now that it's here, it doesn't make much sense.Yuan Zhen never expected such a thing to happen. Yuan Zhen had never enjoyed this kind of beauty, he seemed to be in another world, happy and happy, like a dream.He stayed till night from one o'clock to one o'clock.Yingying is like a shining pearl, like a warm and bright gem. When she comes, the room will be full of spring, and the study will immediately become a paradise.That night, she did not indicate that she would come the next night. If it is said that Yingying decided to meet Yuan Zhen because of her enthusiasm, it is certainly believable.If after the first night, she had to spend some time thinking about this absurd thing, that's all right.Yuan Zhen no longer speculated on women's psychology, but just waited night after night, full of enthusiasm, longing for the princess of the fairy kingdom to come again.Is the interruption of the tryst another result of the vagaries of women?Did she come here just to satisfy a momentary curiosity, a momentary desire? Every night, he sat and watched alone in the house.He once bought a coil of incense, preparing for Miss Yingying to come, and he watched the cold ashes fall quietly into the incense burner.I had no choice but to read the relaxing legend, try my best to make myself forget, and no longer wait intentionally, the Miss's whereabouts are indeed too slim.He really can't read any serious books, so he just wants to sit quietly, listen to the footsteps outside, and the soft door open.He sneaked out once, like a thief to the door at the end of the corridor.The door was locked firmly, and could not be pushed at all. In the first few days, he deliberately avoided going to Cui's residence.Because I have already had a tryst with Yingying, it is always better to go as little as possible.After the third day, he couldn't bear it anymore and went to see his wife once.Madame, as cordial as ever, invited him to lunch.Yingying also ate at the same table, and her face was as serious as usual.Every move and every move did not show that the two of them had already had an affair.Yuan Zhen expected a hint, but Miss Cui didn't show it at all.When he looked directly at Miss Cui, she didn't blink her eyes.Yuan Zhen guessed that his wife must have become suspicious, so Yingying was extra cautious.There must be a reason for her silence. One night, it was already midnight, as if his prayer had been answered, he heard a knock at the door, he hurried to open it, and saw that the matchmaker was standing at the door.She told Yuan Zhen that Miss had already got a key to open the lock, and they could meet in the West Wing.She had managed to make the lock as if it hadn't moved at all, so that he would open it with a push, through a short corridor to the West Wing.Although Yuan Zhen was in a trance, she clearly remembered Yingying's bold and careful design. From then on, Yingying would meet Yuan Zhen every other night in the West Wing, as long as she could separate herself, and whenever she couldn't keep the appointment, she would ask the matchmaker to send a letter.When I came, it was almost after midnight and I went back before dawn. Yuan Zhen was very happy, like a dream.Yingying treated him with sincerity, said everything, and loved him passionately.The two swore an eternal alliance and loved each other for life.I didn't expect her such a petite body to have such a deep love, which is really unbelievable.Yingying is smart and precocious.She was very concerned about Yuan Zhen's affairs at that time and his future plans.The two were lying on the bed in the dark, talking in a low voice, although Yuan Zhen was always alert and always felt the danger of being discovered.Yingying never regretted the matter between the two of them.Her love for Yuan Zhen, when Yuan Zhen asked her, her only explanation was passionate kisses and murmurs, 'I can't help it, I love you so much. ' Once Yuan Zhen asked her, 'What should my wife do if she finds out? ' Yingying smiled and said, "Then teach you to be her son-in-law." 'Her emotions and brains are one kind of firmness. Yuan Zhen said: "When the time comes, I will go and tell my wife myself." Yingying didn't ask any more questions. The time for parting has come.Yuan Zhen told Yingying that he was going to Jinjing to rush for the exam.Yingying was not surprised, but said calmly: "If you have to go, just go."The capital is not far from here, and we will arrive in a few days.You can come back in summer. ' Said so firmly. On the eve of the farewell, Yuan Zhen fully prepared for the tryst all night as usual, but Yingying did not come for some reason. * * * At the end of summer, Yuan Zhen came back to visit once, but stayed for a few days, just before the autumn exam.The lady didn't seem to know their affairs.Treat him as warmly as ever, and invite him to live at home.Probably planning to marry his daughter to him. He was very happy that Yuan Zhen met Yingying during the day.A week has passed happily.In front of him, Yingying no longer had the shy attitude she used to have.Sometimes he saw Yingying and Huanlang playing together, making boats out of grass leaves and floating in the stream in the back garden.He thought of the secret love between the two of them, unknowingly, and couldn't help but secretly feel proud. Yuan Zhen's happiness cannot be concealed from Yang Juyuan.Yang Juyuan came to Cui's mansion to see Yuan Zhen.Needless to say, he understood the situation at a glance. Yang Juyuan asked him: 'What's going on?Micro. ’ (Slightly refers to Yuan Zhen’s nickname.) Yuan Zhen smiled slightly. Madam saw it too.The day before Yuan Zhen left, his wife asked Yingying about Yuan Zhen, and Yingying said confidently, "He will come back."Now he has to catch the exam. ' That night, on a chance occasion, the two of them were alone.Yuan Zhen looked gloomy, and sighed beside Yingying, who believed in Yuan Zhen's love.There is another side to her character.Even though she was in Yuan Zhen's embrace and the separation was imminent, she had a clear head and did not act like a child or say unnecessary words.Just said to Yuan Zhen calmly: "Don't act like a farewell like this, I will definitely wait for you to come back." ' Madam hosted a farewell banquet for Yuan Zhen.After dinner, Yuan Zhen asked Yingying to play the piano for him.Once before, he occasionally heard Yingying playing the piano alone. Later, Yingying found out that Yuan Zhen was listening to the piano, so she stopped playing. Although Yuan Zhen begged repeatedly, she did not continue to play.Tonight, she said yes.She sat in front of the piano with her head bowed, her hair drooping, and she played a bleak tune slowly, a song called "Song of Neon Clothes and Feathers".Yuan Zhen sat quietly, listening in a trance, all his soul and soul were captured by the beauty playing the piano and the elegant melody of the piano.Suddenly Yingying couldn't help herself, put down the piano and ran to the back hall.Mother called her, but she never came out again. The lovers met again.Yuan Zhen has no old middle school.Maybe it was because she was ashamed to come back to propose marriage, but Yingying was still waiting for him.In fact, there was no reason why Yuan Zhen couldn't come back to see her once.At first I wrote letters to Yingying, but the letters became rarer and rarer.Kyoto is only a few days away, but Yingying always finds a reason for his delay in returning, and she is never disappointed. During this period, Yang Juyuan often visited Yingying and his wife.Madam told him about Yuan Zhen.Because he is older than Yuan Zhen and has already married.Madam showed him the letter from Yuan Zhen.When he saw it, he knew something was wrong.He thought that Yuan Zhen must have another business in the capital, because Chang'an has plenty of places to pursue pleasure.He wrote a letter to Yuan Zhen, but the reply made him even more worried.Yingying persuaded his wife to think of the best of this matter, and persuaded his wife to rest assured that Yuan Zhen must be avoiding the exam next autumn, and decided to come back after the exam. In a blink of an eye, spring has arrived, and summer is approaching.One day, Yingying received a poem from Yuan Zhen with vague and vague sentences.It may be about the happiness in the past and the nostalgia for Yingying, but the meaning between the lines is very clear, it is clearly a farewell poem.He brought some gifts to Yingying, and talked about the pain of the long absence, comparing them to the Cowherd and Weaver Girl in the sky, who meet each other on the Milky Way once a year.He continued, 'Alas!After a long separation, who knows what happened on the other side of the galaxy?My future is uncertain and unpredictable, just like the floating clouds in the sky, how do I know that you will always be as white as snow?Peach blossoms are in full bloom in spring, who can stop those who love flowers from climbing?First of all, I am grateful for the love of the young lady, and I am very happy, but which lucky person can get this treasure?well!Wait for another year, a long year, how long should this year be?Instead of waiting for an endless period of time, why not ask for something else now? ' After reading it carefully, the meaning in the poem is simply absurd—it is an unreasonable insult to the woman's character.Yang Juyuan looked at Yingying holding the letter, his eyelids were swollen.He thought Yuan Zhen must be out of his mind, or else he just wanted to get rid of this matter.If he really loves Yingying, what can teach him not to come back?He didn't need to deliberately attribute the crime he committed to Yingying.Yang Juyuan made up his mind, he said: 'For this matter, I will go to Chang'an.I go to him.If you want a letter, miss, I would like to send it to you. ' Yingying looked at him, and said calmly, "Mr. Yang really wants to go?" 'The words were unemotional, which really exceeded Yang Juyuan's expectations. 'Don't worry about me, I'm fine. ' She added, 'Tell him I'm fine. ' Yang Juyuan went back to pack his luggage, it was really because of Miss Cui, he wanted to go to Chang'an.He really wanted to see what happened, and persuade Yuan Zhen that if he was a gentleman, he should marry Yingying, although Yingying didn't have to marry him.If he could, he wanted to bring Yuan Zhen back. After three days, He Changan set off.He brought a letter from Yingying and handed it to Yuan Zhen.The letter was sincere and to the point, and he defended himself dignifiedly. Hold it up and ask, the caress is too deep, the attitude of children, mixed with sorrow and joy.A box of Jianhui Huasheng, with five inches of lip fat, is the most dazzling decoration of lip balm.Although He is very kind, who will be forgiven?Seeing things increases my heart, but accumulates lamentation.Fu Chengshi is employed in Beijing, and the way to study is solid and safe.But I hate humble people and seek to abandon them.The same is true of fate, what can I say?Since last autumn, I have tasted and lost something suddenly; under the noise, or reluctantly laughing, spending the night alone, there are no tears, and even in the sleep, there are many thoughts of feeling, swallowing and worrying.Preparing and lingering, it seems ordinary for the time being, the tryst is not over, and the shock is over.Although half a quilt is warm.And thinking is far away. I paid my farewell yesterday, surpassing the old age.Chang'an is a land of pleasure, touching emotions and emotions, how fortunate not to forget the subtleties, nostalgia is endless, and contemptuous ambitions cannot be rewarded. As for the eternal alliance, it is solid.In the past, due to the appearance of each other, or at the same banquet, the servants and servants saw the temptation, so they became selfish.The relationship between children cannot be self-contained.A gentleman has the choice to help the piano, but I have no choice but to reject it.And recommended pillow seats, righteous and profound.Foolish and young minds, begging for the end.It's as good as seeing a gentleman, but not making love.To have the shame of self-sacrifice, not to return to the shackles, to seek hatred without a body, what to say with a sigh!If a benevolent person pays his respects with all his heart, even if Youyou dies, he will still be alive.If you have a little love for the earth, let go of the small and follow the big, first consider marriage as an ugly act, and say that you can be deceived if you want to be an alliance, then you will sell it in bone form, and your sincerity will not be lost.The feelings of survival and death are exhausted here.Sobbing at the paper, unable to fall in love.Do cherish it, cherish it. A jade ring was made by Eryingnian, and it was sent as a pendant for the lower body of a gentleman.Jade takes its firmness and purity, and rings take it as enduring.It also has a gorgeous colored silk and an asparagus tea roller.This number is not rare.Those who want to want a gentleman to be as chaste as a jade are puzzled by their aspirations like a ring.Tears are on the bamboo, and melancholy is lingering. Because of the sincerity of things, it will always be a good ear.The heart is close to the body, and the visit is endless.Do cherish it.How strong the spring breeze is, strong rice is better.Be careful with your words to protect yourself, and don't think contemptuously. Yuan Zhen read the letter, his face turned from red to white, and Yang Juyuan watched from the side.paused.杨巨源问他：'为什么不回去看看她呢？ ' 元稹张口结舌，借口说自己得读书，自己心情又很恶劣。杨巨源完全明白了，于是告诉他说： '你这样，可对不起她呀。告诉我到底是怎么回事。 ' '我现在还不能成家，我得先求功名。不错，我跟她有暧昧的事情。不过，一个人不应当为年轻时的一件荒唐事耽搁了前途。 ' '那叫年轻时的荒唐事？ ' 'good.一个年轻人做了不当做的事，最好的办法不就是立刻住手吗？ ' 杨巨源生了气。他说；'你看来这算件荒唐事，可是给你写信的那个女人怎么办呢？ ' 元稹的脸上显得很狼狈。他说：'一个年轻人当然容易犯错儿。当然不应当把大好光阴耗在女人身上，一个年轻人应当──' '微之，你要是已经变了心，用不着来这套虚伪的大道理。我告诉你，我觉得你是个满嘴讲道德而实际上最自私的人。你这样人，我还没见过第二个！ ' 杨巨源深信元稹对他如此不诚实，一定另有原因。他在长安待了一个星期，打听元稹的行径。原来他又和一个富家之女魏小姐勾搭上了。憎恨之下，杨巨源一直回了蒲城。 他怎么把这种情形告诉莺莺呢？真让他为难，恐怕太伤她的心，他先告诉了夫人。 莺莺看见了他说：'杨先生给我带了信来没有？ ' 杨巨源一句话也没说上来。真实话不能说，正想找别的话说，他看见莺莺的脸色变了。那一霎时，他看见她那深而黑的眼睛闪着智慧的光芒，像一个不单了解自己的处境，而且了解人生和宇宙的女人一样；也像一个不止被一个情人遗弃过，而是被十个男人遗弃过的女人一样。眼睛里怒火如焚，杨巨源不由得低垂下眼皮。最后说： '他原先给你的那首诗，本就是一首绝爱诗啊。 ' 莺莺在那儿一动不动，一言不发，足足站了五分钟。杨巨源恐怕她会昏晕过去。可是她很高傲很坚强的说了一句：'就这么样好了。'她突然转身走了。她刚一走到里屋门口儿，杨巨源听见她凄厉的笑声。夫人赶紧去看她。杨巨源听见她在屋里直笑了五六分钟。 杨巨源很耽心。可是第二天他听夫人说，他才放了心，因为莺莺很好，她一直高傲，沉默，好像一个女王一阵猛烈的情绪过去之后一样。她答应嫁给夫人的内侄郑恒，他已经向夫人求了这门子亲事很久了。第二年春天，莺莺和郑恒举行了婚里。 有一天，元稹来到郑家，以一个远表兄的身分求见，莺莺不肯见他。可是元稹要辞去的时候儿，莺莺从园屏后头走了出来。 '你来讨什么厌？我原先等你，你不回来。我们之间，现在没有什么可说的了。事情我早已忘记，你也应当忘记，给我滚！ ' 元稹一句话也没说就走了。莺莺昏晕过去，在地下倒作一团儿。