Chapter 4 Chapter Three

If a person remembers the promise of the previous life, even if he travels through mountains and rivers in this life and goes through all kinds of hardships, he will wait at the intersection and wait for reunion.On the rice paddies of time, there are people coming and going, and there are many unknown plants and trees. When they are scrambling and charming, they will rub shoulders when they turn around.But there is a kind of meeting called fate, and fate will try to bring two people who have agreed to get together.Even in the end of the world, souls can also be connected. The unspeakable tacit understanding will allow them to see each other's shadows in previous lives and smell familiar smells.

Nalan Rongruo, a graceful young man with a jade tree facing the wind, his world is so clear and clear that everyone who sees him can definitely think that his mind is as vast and rich as the garden of the Ming Dynasty where he lives. world.It is green all the year round, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the ancient trees are verdant, and the flowing water is gurgling.There is no woman who can stop herself from admiring such a gentle and beautiful man.When he was riding a horse and raising dust, he was a heroic young man with the wildness and bravery of a lone wolf outside the Great Wall; when he was holding a scroll in his hand, he was a handsome and elegant Confucian scholar, with the gentleness and tenderness of a man from the south of the Yangtze River.

In the scenery envied by everyone, he is elegant and clean alone.The luxuriously piled city walls are too high, too high for people to reach. They can only be seen from a distance, but after all, few people can really walk in.Only he himself knows that inside this bustling city wall, there is a kind of desolation and loneliness that the world cannot reach.He locked himself inside, watching the flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds come and go.He only opened a small window for his soul, because he always believed that the beauty he was looking forward to was not far away, and he could almost smell her breath.It is not in Tang poetry and Song Ci, nor is it a role in a play, but it really exists.

Anyone who has read Nalan knows that he had a deep-rooted love when he was young.It would be a pity if such a talented man with tenderness and tenderness does not have a love that is as light as a dream.Many people say that Nalan Rongruo is the prototype of Li Jia Baoyu, and it seems that Baoyu's shadow can really be found in him.Cao Xueqin's grandfather, Cao Yin, was the bodyguard of Emperor Kangxi, and he was a colleague of Nalan.Cao Yin wrote in a poem like this: "Recalling the Mingguang Palace of Suwei in the past, the people of Langjia Mountain are beautiful." The people of Langjia Mountain are Nalan Rongruo's nickname.Many years later, Cao Xueqin, holding a copy of "Drinking Water Ci" by Nalan Rongruo, wouldn't he be intoxicated by this outstanding talent?Therefore, the characters in his works, unintentionally, must have the shadow of Nalan.

In fact, the lives of princes and princes have been roughly the same since ancient times, but there are very few feelings so far.The same is the son of Huafu, who was also born in the family of a prince and general, and has incomparable wealth and honor.They claim to be "not the rich and noble flowers in the world", and what they pursue is the true spirit of life and the tenderness deep in their hearts.When Baoyu grasped Zhou, he grasped rouge and pearl hairpins, while Nalan Rongruo grasped pearl hairpins, pens and inks.They spend all day in the gentle countryside, enjoying the pleasures of the world, wandering in the sea of ​​flowers, catching butterflies and shadows, what a wonderful time.Living in the high city walls, being watered by wealth and honor every day, even the grass, trees and dust are covered with the splendor of happiness.All the joys and sorrows, life, old age, sickness and death are just met in words, but they understand that sometimes it is just an illusion.I understand, but if I don't say it, I have nowhere to say it.

Jia Baoyu has a cousin Lin Daiyu who is as beautiful as a fairy. God gave Lin Daiyu an amazing face and also gave her a peerless talent.In the world, there will be such a beautiful woman who can be held in the palm of the hand by a young and passionate son.Cao Xueqin said that Lin Daiyu came to this world to pay off her debts, so she moved to Jia's mansion, lived in the Grand View Garden that did not belong to her, and paid off her previous debts with tears all her life.Irrigate the Xiangfei Bamboo in Xiaoxiang Pavilion with tears, give all my feelings to a beloved man, and go back when I have nothing.It's like a dream in the world of mortals. After waking up from the dream, fate will return, and you can't force it.

God also gave Nalan such a cousin, a cousin whose parents died, who was lonely and living in Mingfu.No one really knows her origin, maybe this woman has a prominent family background, but because her family is in decline, she will be sent to others.Perhaps, like Lin Daiyu, she came here to pay off her debts, the love debt she owed to Nalan in her previous life.Nalan was a golden lotus in front of the Buddha in his previous life. When he went to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings, he couldn't help smiling at this beautiful woman.So he fell into the mortal world, and the beautiful woman was reincarnated, and repaid her with a grass ring, the flowery smile in the previous life.

should be.There are many legends about Nalan and his cousin left in history, but they are all as hazy as dreams, and I don't know where to find them.That's because their love itself has a poignant beauty, like flowers falling on ice strings, telling endless cold rhymes.No one even knew the woman's real name.She is a phantom, only to come to the world of mortals for a while, and she will leave after paying off what she owes.She and Nalan Rong are like childhood sweethearts, so we should give her a name, Qingmei. When we met for the first time, Qingmei was like a pure white pear blossom, spotless, fresh and unsophisticated.Rong Ruo, who doesn't know about the relationship between men and women, is deeply fascinated by this pear blossom. She is fascinated by her clean smile, the slight worry between her brows, and the dew that seems to be hidden in her misty eyes.Because of her, Rong Ruo fell in love with water, and because of her, she fell in love with the whiteness of pear blossoms and the elegance of lotus.This little woman gave him all the beautiful imaginations of love, and satisfied a passionate man's longing for love and tenderness in the world.

I remember that we first met when I was seven years old. In that year, she was taken to Nalan Mansion in an old carriage and placed in Lvhe Garden.From then on, she was his Qingmei cousin, and he was her Donglang cousin.That was the time when Rong Ruo bent his bow and shot the heart in full view.That's because Cousin Qingmei wiped the sweat from Donglang's palms with her cute little handkerchief, and gave him a cloud-like smile.She accompanied him in reading and writing, studied ink and cut calligraphy for him, and Rong Ruo fell in love with poetry and books like this, and became a little child prodigy famous all over the capital.She cooks tea for him, using fresh flowers soaked in morning dew and snow water on plum petals, so the clear tea in the white porcelain cup is full of fragrance.

In Donglang's bosom, there is always a sachet embroidered for him by Qingmei's cousin, which was carefully made by her cousin when she first became a female celebrity.It took three days and three nights to embroider a small sachet, because she used her spirit, emotion, and heart.On the sachet, there is a double lotus blooming so full and so happy.Although at that time, she didn't know what love was, she only knew that in this bustling Ming Mansion Garden, only Cousin Dong Lang gave her the warmth she really wanted.Her Bingdi lotus was taken from the lotus pond. In her little heart, she just hoped that she and Cousin Donglang could be dependent on each other, that they could get closer and not be separated.

They grew up gradually in ignorance and ignorance.One is handsome and extraordinary, with a face like the autumn moon, eyebrows like a spring breeze, elegant conversation, and gentle manners; the other is beautiful and delicate, with skin like nephrite jade, eyes like autumn waves, clean and quiet, elegant and unconventional.Rong Ruo can't forget that time when he invited Qingmei's cousin to take a small boat to enjoy Qiuhe.This year, he is sixteen, she is fifteen, the youth of the fancy, the youth like a dream.On the small boat, there were no servants and maids who followed her all day long, only the two of them.He paddled to the depths of the lotus root flowers, and gulls and herons flew in surprise, chasing after the white clouds, but if Nalan Rong knew, they would fly back.Because of this Mingfu Garden, there are still two poetic people who will miss them. She poured tea for him, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with her clean gauze.Rong Ruo stared at Cousin Qingmei obsessively, and realized for the first time that she had grown from that little white pear blossom to a slim lotus.That's how he couldn't help holding her jade hand. For the first time, the love between men and women was revealed in each other's eyes.His beautiful eyes are affectionate and gentle like water.She frowns and smiles lightly, shyly revealing.Nalan Rongruo understands that Cousin Qingmei has always been the Yan Ruyu he was looking for in the book.And Qingmei also seems to understand that the cousin Donglang she has always been attached to in her heart is Tanlang whom she has seen many times in her dreams. That evening, they met in the corridor. Perhaps because of the day's worries, they knew each other very well. For a while, they met each other speechlessly. Qingmei walked past him with a shy and low eyebrow. .He called her name in a low voice, but suddenly he was afraid of being known about the feelings in his heart.He wanted to tell her something, but in the end he was speechless, he just stared at her leaving back in a daze, until the crescent moon cast a faint radiance on the ground, then he turned and walked away. That night, the night was as cool as water, and the moon was like a curved eyebrow.Nalan Rongruo dipped his brush in ink, and wrote the poem "Mulan Flower" for his cousin Qingmei on the rice paper spread by the moonlight. In the green lotus garden, there seems to be the sound of a piano, floating slowly with the cool wind.Outside the window, there are emotional petals, leaving the flower branches, flying gently.Flowers and plants are the most affectionate and know people's minds. They convey lovesickness together with the strings.Sleepless tonight, a qin sound and a clear poem, with a low eyebrow and a smile, whispering softly.