I don’t know why, looking at this first sentence, the first thing that appeared in my mind was Shangguan Wan’er… probably because of the line in the king, which was impressive and very philosophical-Wei Feng started writing , The most powerful. Here are some lines for your reference. 2. The nature of nature is connected to the top, and the images of all kinds are taken down. 3. For the author, the sky is also; for the beautiful, the earth is also. 4. The pros and cons of the brush strokes determine the three ends of the magic, and the innocence of ink writes the mystery of six arts. 5. The seal method is round and energetic, and the grass falls down, eight out of which is dangerous, flying white and slim. 6. The first is to use the pen, the second is to know the situation, and the third is to bind, all three are combined, and then the book is used. 7. Those who are good at books have their own vibes, and give them their best. 8. Horizontal like a cloud of thousands of miles, folded like a crossbow hair. 9. Zihao has been folded… 10. Words are heartfelt words, and words are heart paintings. 11. Unstoppable momentum, unstoppable momentum. 12. No bones, no bones, what’s the use of writing. Two articles are included below, the author is unknown, intrusion and deletion! Beauty in troubled times-written to Shangguan Wan’er; Beauty in troubled times is nothing more than two paths. Either seize the opportunity and leave a timeless figure in history; or “Shang Huansha by the Toubai Creek”. Thousands of years ago, in the bloody and narrow “troubled times” of the Daming Palace, too many confidantes wrote history and engraved their names on the steles of this era. ——Record a great Tang! In the peaceful and prosperous age, there will be no stories of Ming Dynasty Yingzong rejecting the throne, only the shadow of swords and swords in the Ming Palace, and the faint smell of blood. In this era, there are no such talented women as Li Qingzhao, but only those women who have no name and no name but have been passed down for generations-they are good stories in the political arena, and the stories that have been told for more than a thousand years are still endless. Where is this troubled world? Which dynasty and generation, the blood without power? It’s just the word “Hongyan”. Who said that Datang has no talented women? It’s just that it’s more active in the political arena; it’s just that the style of the Tang Dynasty is too strong; it’s just that it’s not as famous as Wen Ji Ban Zhao. Li Taibai is ashamed of Wu Huang’s “Ru Yi Niang” song! Wasn’t it the Tang Dynasty’s first talented woman Shangguan Wan’er? ——Fortunately, she has a name and a surname. In Yeting, there are rough tea, light rice and linen cloth skirts, which can’t stop Wan’er’s talent. She is a talented woman who takes poetry as her heart, words as her soul, accompanied by the fragrance of ink-her talent is even better than her appearance, no one pays attention to her beauty and beauty, only the nobility and vulgarity brought by the scroll. This is true of Zhongzong, and so is Emperor Wu. Zheng Kaiyuan, rule Hongzhenguan. The fragrance flows to China, and the light is Kyushu. But when she saw the fourteen-year-old Wan’er, and saw Wan’er’s poems, she was also stunned. As a result, Wan’er was no longer imprisoned in the Tie Ting. But Wan’er was even more lonely. She doesn’t want to spend her life on the edict, she also needs love. But what love does she have? All in exchange are scars and shame. Everyone praises her plum blossom makeup, but under the plum blossom is loneliness and loneliness. What she ordered was not the richness of peony and crabapple, but plum blossoms, icy muscles, jade bones, and shadowy fragrance. Can the prosperous Daming Palace accommodate it? “Internal Prime Minister”, is the boundary between inside and outside so deep? What if Wan’er was not born in this era? ——Is that an ordinary lady? What if he was also born in the royal family? —— Then you can also deduce a legend of the “Emperor Princess”. But nothing. Isn’t she the result of her talent because of her beauty? It was not the Dahong wedding dress that greeted her—but the endless edict, and the flower cherisher who did not meet her—Li Longji’s knife was still glowing. Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish. This is the king. Sure enough, it is the king. Her birth was wrong. Born in Yeting, the troubled times in the palace. She can’t even “do not love red outfits, love armed forces” or “not a treasured sword with a pearl”, she is just lonely. The king of Linzi rushed in! She, Shangguan Wan’er, how calm and calm is she? A paper edict, lightly submitted. Knife, swing down. When the dust settled, she gave the sky a smile. The last smile. She is lonely, and the words are also lonely. In troubled times, the two wrongly added up. Thousands of years later, a primary school student shook his head and recites a poem-“At the beginning of the Dongting under the leaf, I think about the monarch for thousands of miles. Lu Luongxiang is cold, and the moon is falling. If you want to play Jiangnan Song, you are greedy to seal Jibei Shu. In the book. I have no intentions, but leave home for a long time.” Since then, the text is no longer lonely. Under the peach blossom tree Shangguan Wan’er. The child was born with a beautiful appearance, his eyes were like autumn water, his lips were like pill, and he had the talent that an ordinary woman did not have. She was given a generous gift from heaven, but it was with these generous gifts that Wan’er died. ——Inscription In the prosperous dynasty of the Tang Dynasty, the culture and social atmosphere were open, especially when Empress Wu came to power, women could be in the same dynasty and officials like men. At the same time, many talented women emerged. Among them, Shangguan Wan’er was one of them. If you see it for the first time in life, what is the matter of Qiufeng Sad Painting Fan Wan’er entered the palace at the age of fourteen. Compared with Taiping, she is strong on the outside and too fragile on the inside. perseverance. Recalling that when I first met Shangguan Wan’er, she was wearing a pink dress, her bright eyes revealed wisdom, her cherries narrowed, and she was so beautiful that she could not eat the fireworks. I think Empress Wu also likes the fairy spirit in her bones. I still remember when she saw me for the first time, she just smiled, and a shallow Liwuo floated on her cheek, saying, this flower is blooming really well. With a smile, she envied countless people in the world, and turned away the sun and the moon. Wan’er, you can be as thrilling as you were once beautiful. The so-called beauties must be women who can pass the test of time, and they all have a lofty belief in their hearts, which shines more and more with the passage of time. For Wan’er, her belief is Empress Wu. Even though, Empress Wu is her foe who killed her father; even though Empress Wu forced her to be unable to marry all her life, she could only follow her by her side. She is still grateful to Wu Zetian, because since she followed Wu Zetian and came into contact with this ruthless politics, she began to understand the hardship and difficulty of this woman being an emperor. What made her admire even more was Wu Zetian’s extraordinary courage and boldness. What she was most grateful for was that Wu Wei treated her as her confidant and told her many things in her heart. As a result, Wan’er, who was still in her youth, began to come into contact with the cruel and bloody politics in her admiration for Wu Lu. Favor is coming to China and the spring is late. The only way is that it is different from Taiping when there are old friends. Wan’er often goes out of the palace, and every time she goes out of the palace, she comes back to see me. Sometimes, she sighed, sighed with the smallness of her own life, whispered, and talked to the best of the hardships of a woman. And more often, Wan’er came in tears, just like a jade man with pear blossoms and rain. And I listened to her cries silently, and listened to the helpless girl without saying a word. In fact, Wan’er, I really want to say that you are not a person in that palace. Instead of looking for your mother’s dream in that intriguing palace, you should be a mortal in the field. Don’t forget, Li Yizhi is still waiting for you. And Wan’er, after wiping away her tears, her eyes became cold. That year, just after the flowering period of the peach blossoms, the peach branches dried up quickly. Things are impermanent. The Taoist temple, which was originally prosperous, has also declined. A month later, Li Yizhi appeared in front of me. Removed the childishness and elegance of the eyebrows when he was young, he became more radiant. When he saw me, the first thing he said was that it was late. Then, he looked at me carefully, as if trying to find out Wan’er from me. Afterwards, his expression returned to normal. After that, he smiled slightly and said, Wan’er won’t see you anymore. Suddenly, my heart was shocked. He said softly that Wan’er had been killed by Li Longji on a charge of treason. Killed. That talented beauty? That exquisite and piercing woman? Like a flower leaf, she left quietly and peacefully. Memories began to spread, growing like vines. Wan’er, Wan’er, I call out softly. The wound in my heart was cut open. At this time, Li Yizhi left. His shadow was dragged by the setting sun, especially sad. Wan’er, I said, you are not in this palace. It’s just that I didn’t let Wan’er know. The flowers that bloomed in the morning still have no traces. The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the blue sky red. And there is an Iraqi who is long overdue.