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After Liu Yun died in the line of duty, according to the regulations of the court, the provincial government gave Liu Haohao's family a sum of money; if the mother and daughter wanted to return home, they would pay for the travel expenses.
Liu Haohao's ancestral home is Longxing Road [now Nanchang City], Jiangxi Province. There are no relatives or friends in his hometown. Liu Haohao and his mother decided to settle down in Chengdu.
The father's pension cannot sustain the life of the mother and daughter for long. But Liu Haohao is a versatile girl, and many of her skills can be exchanged for money. For example, she used the local hibiscus tree to develop a small colored paper named after herself, which is a good product for talented scholars and beauties in Shuchuan to write.
[1] "Send Cui Jue to Xichuan" [1] Li Shangyin. Poetry
Huanhua paper pink,
Write a poem about the jade hook.
This kind of small colored paper is called "Yunyan Paper".
It is Liu Haohao, which is soaked in hibiscus bark and mashed into pulp, and then added with rouge flower juice to make a deep red exquisite small paper. After the paper is air-dried, it has a pine pattern. It is often used to write small poems and tell love stories.
?Because the water in Huanhuaxi is clear and smooth, the paper made from it is smooth and lovely, which is incomparable in other places.
[2] "Plum Blossom Narcissus" Xue Susu. Poem
Liu Haohao's paintings are excellent.
The landscapes, orchids and bamboos she draws are all drawn with a quick brush stroke, all of which are engrossed. Her paintings have a delicate feeling unique to women, and there is a touch of sadness and clear sadness in her elegance and beauty.
On the axis of a pair of "Plum Blossom Narcissus", there is a small poem written by Liu Haohao:
The slanting moon and the pavilion are two Su'e,
? Fengshen cut water state Lingbo;
That is to say, on the opening and closing of your lord,
He is like a fairy crossing the river.
Her handwriting in lowercase letters is elegant and elegant. Not to mention anything else, just to unify the three "poetry, calligraphy and painting", not only ordinary women cannot do it, even ordinary male poets may not be able to achieve it.
[3] "Ode to the Embroidered Girl" Anonymous
When Liu Haohao is free, she also makes part of "Shu Embroidery" and asks her mother to exchange it for money to supplement the family.
Her painting and embroidering screens were very famous at that time. Someone once praised Liu Haohao's embroidery work with such a poem:
?Hui Nu spring breeze hands, spit out a hundred flowers at the fingertips;
When a bodhisattva watches flowers, it will naturally bear true fruit.
With a busy life, Liu Haohao also feels very tired, and she is also deeply saddened by the loss of her father. But how can I let my haggard mother feel the pain in my heart?
[4] "Recalling the Dead Father" by Zhou Shuran. Poem
A night of longing for relatives and tears, and dawn again.
Afraid of hurting her loving mother, she secretly flowed to the pillow.
In order to free her mother from the pain of losing her father, the young Liu took good care of her trivial and monotonous life.
?My mother likes to eat sweets, seafood, and cured and smoked food. Liu Hao Hao makes the meals fresh, delicious and varied. She likes to study recipes, and when she sees a strange flavor, she seeks out its production method, makes it with her own wisdom and skill, and gives it to her mother to taste.
The tiger skin meat [that is, oily meat] that people often eat now is an invention of Liu Haohao. Therefore, "Tiger Skin Pork" also has a little-known name called "Yunyan Pork". Although the name of this dish is a bit abrupt and beautiful, it is in harmony with "Dongpo Pork".
In addition, Liu Haohao is also good at making sweets. When she was in the capital, she used sesame seeds, fried noodles, maltose, pine nuts, peach kernels and sesame oil as raw materials to make halva, and cut them into quarters [2] long, two quarters wide, and one quarter thick, just like willow leaves. This kind of halva is yellow on the outside and crisp on the inside, sweet but not greasy, so it is called "willow halva".
[5] "Solitary Pour" Xue Susu. Poetry
Taste the fragrance with flowers and wine, and cover the leaves between bamboos;
Looking at gulls and birds alone, there is nothing right and wrong.
Good birds singing tall trees, distant mountains under the setting sun;
There is no guest in front of the door, and I blush after a few drinks.
Mother often drinks alone to relieve her worries. Liu Haohao didn't want her mother to drink alone in the room, so she dragged her mother to the flowers, and accompanied her to watch the moon and drink.
The moonlight is like water, and the mother loves it the most.
In order to appreciate the beauty of the moonlight, she moved a few couches for her mother as the moon rose and fell. When she returned to the room in the middle of the night, she still had to open the big windows to let the moonlight linger between the pillows.
As the moon went west, Liu Haohao rolled up the bead curtain again, letting her mother lean on the window to watch. She also often recited Li He's "Moon Rolling Chapter" for her mother: "The moon is rolling, the wave is smoked and jade; Shaqing osmanthus is blooming, Furong is not Jiangmu; the powder is cold, and the geese are covered with smoke; Look at the stone sails? Take a boat and enter through the mirror; autumn white and bright red are dead, the water is fragrant and the lotus seeds are full;
My mother plays the guzheng very well. She often plays some very difficult pieces, such as "House of Flying Daggers", "Autumn Moon in Han Palace" and other famous pieces.
But Liu Haohao doesn't like guzheng, but likes playing huqin. She thinks playing the huqin is more in line with her free and easy personality. In order to keep my mother busy and not be too bored, I pestered my mother to teach her how to play the guzheng, and planned to give a report performance for my mother on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
[6] "Five Miscellaneous Poems" [4] Quan Deyu. Poetry
Cong Bin is frowning and the times are new,
? Chuji is a peerless northerner;
A frown and a smile are worth a lot,
Ken lost his body at night like Chengdu.
At first glance, the sound of silk sounds like the sound of bamboo,
I also suspect that the nine young chicks in the pill point are startled;
? Jinbolu washes clean in the daytime,
Lonely can't stand a late-night stand.
The Amber Zun opens the moon to reflect the curtain,
? Tuning strings and tunes with delicate fingers;
Be ashamed and restrained to persuade you to stay,
?Renewal New Sound Scraping Bone Salt.
On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, the breeze is blowing, and the bright moon is near the window.
Liu Haohao filled a glass of wine with an exquisite wine glass for her mother, and then began to give her mother a theatrical performance.
She was dressed in a gauze dress, came in style, and sat leaning against the curtain. She picked up the huqin, and tried to adjust the strings with her soft and delicate hands. After adjusting the scale, she put the huqin aside first, and put her hands on the strings of the guzheng.
I saw her slender hands flicking slowly, using many techniques such as chanting, sliding, pressing, etc., with a simple and elegant style, and a beautiful "Autumn Moon in the Han Palace" [5] floated out of the window to the sound of the stream. The soft moonlight casts into the window lattice and shines on the strings, and it seems to be immersed in the melodious music.
She picked up the huqin next to her again, and moved her left hand up and down on the piano bar, her fingers seemed to be dancing ballet on the strings; her right hand moved the bow vigorously, as if she wanted to shake out all the emotions in her heart
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Notes
[1] "Send Cui Jue to Xichuan"
This seven-character verse was written by Li Shangyin, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem is different from ordinary farewell poems. Instead of expressing the deep nostalgia for friends reluctantly, it focuses on imagining the magnificent scenery along the way and the surging emotions in the heart.
Because of the worries of traveling when young, I want to travel eastward and westward; a snow wave roars at Wu Gorge, and thousands of miles of fire clouds burn Yizhou.
Bu Si is so lonely up to now, and Jiulong has been good at flirting since ancient times; Huanhua, paper and paper, write poems and chant jade hooks well.
[2] Ancient size: In ancient times, the lengths of one foot, one foot, and one inch were different in each dynasty, which are:
(1) Warring States period 1 zhang = 231cm, 1 chi = 23.1cm, 1 inch = 2.31cm
(2) Three Kingdoms/Western Jin Dynasty 1 zhang = 242cm, 1 chi = 24.2cm, 1 inch = 2.42cm
Guan Yu 9 feet = 217.8cm, Zhang Fei 8 feet = 193.6cm, Liu Bei 7 feet = 169.4cm
(3) Small ruler in Tang Dynasty: 1 zhang = 300cm, 1 chi = 30cm, 1 inch = 3cm
Large size: 1 foot = 360cm, 1 foot = 36cm, 1 inch = 3.6cm
(4) Yuan Dynasty 1 zhang = 307cm, 1 chi = 30.7cm, 1 inch = 3.07cm
(5) Qing Dynasty tailoring feet: 1 zhang = 355cm, 1 chi = 35.5cm, 1 inch = 3.55cm
? Measure ground ruler: 1 foot = 345cm, 1 foot = 34.5cm, 1 inch = 3.45cm
Construction ruler: 1 foot = 320cm, 1 foot = 32cm, 1 inch = 3.2cm
(6) Modern 1 foot = 10 feet, 1 foot = 10 inches, 1 inch = 10 points (1 foot = 33.33 cm).
[3] 罥: juàn hanging; winding.
[4] "Five Miscellaneous Poems"
Cong Bin is frowning and frowning, the times are new, and the early hair is unique to the northerners; a frown and a smile are worth a lot of money, and he is willing to lose his body at night in Chengdu.
? At first, the sound of silk sounds like the sound of bamboo, and I suspect that there are nine young chicks in the pill cave. Jin Bolu washes away in the daytime, and I am lonely and unbearable for late-night love.
The Amber Zun opens the moon to reflect the curtain, tunes the strings and arranges the music with slender fingers; shy and restrained, persuades the king to live, and plays a new sound of scraping bone salt.
The baby swallows are flying and the warblers are singing chaotically, and the flowers are like embroidered photos in the boudoir; Xinzhuang knows the mirror very well, and smiles from time to time.
Wushan Yunyu Luochuan god, with beaded loops and fragrant waist to fit his body; melancholy makeup into the king, standing up and asking people around with affection.
This Tang poem is the work of Quan Deyu. Quan Deyu (759-818), written in characters. Born in Lueyang, Tianshui (now northeast of Qin'an, Gansu), he moved to Dantu, Runzhou (now Zhenjiang, Jiangsu). A litterateur and prime minister in the Tang Dynasty, he was the son of Quan Gao, who lived in the house.
[5] "Han Palace Autumn Moon"
It is one of the top ten famous ancient songs in China, but the history of the music is not long. It was originally a pipa piece of the Chongming School, and the theme to be expressed in the piece is not very specific.
"Han Palace Autumn" is a drama in the late Yuan Dynasty, the author is Ma Zhiyuan. "Han Palace Autumn" tells the story of Wang Zhaojun and his relatives going out of the fortress.
In the early Han Dynasty, most of the founding fathers were from commoner backgrounds, and most of the concubines and court ladies were from humble backgrounds. Based on this tradition, there was no insurmountable gap between court ladies and concubines in the Han Dynasty. Therefore, every court lady has a dream in her heart, that is, one day she will have the opportunity to be favored by the emperor. However, Wang Zhaojun has lived in the palace for several years, but he has never even seen the shadow of the emperor.
?It can be seen that this song expresses the sorrowful emotions of ancient court ladies and a kind of helpless, lonely and cold artistic conception of life. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)??, most of the court ladies are from humble backgrounds. Based on this tradition, there was no insurmountable gap between court ladies and concubines in the Han Dynasty. Therefore, every court lady has a dream in her heart, that is, one day she will have the opportunity to be favored by the emperor. However, Wang Zhaojun has lived in the palace for several years, but he has never even seen the shadow of the emperor.
?It can be seen that this song expresses the sorrowful emotions of ancient court ladies and a kind of helpless, lonely and cold artistic conception of life. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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