I have to thank Gao E, his successor. Although he couldn't keep up with Cao Xueqin's thoughts in many aspects, he at least let Daiyu die. Whether she died or not, at least she left Baoyu, which is very good. It's not that I'm born cruel and like to watch other people's tragedies, but isn't there a saying? An old frontiersman loses his horse—a blessing in disguise. For a fragile feudal girl like Dai Yu, death is her liberation, the end of all her tragedies and her happiness.
When she slept quietly in the ground and watched Baoyu still looking for a way out on earth, I had to say that she was still happy. Maybe two people are romantic people, and romantic people should not meet each other by nature, because life is not romantic, and life will kill romance completely. Finally, the red rose turned into mosquito blood on the wall, and the white rose turned into white rice stuck to the chest.
So, let romance come to an end at the most beautiful time and leave beautiful memories in each other's hearts. But you might say that Daiyu's death was tragic and not romantic at all. In this respect, I don't approve of Gao E's sequel. Maybe Cao Xueqin didn't mean it. Maybe Daiyu really should shed tears to prove the front. Isn't this better? She was worried about Baoyu and wept bitterly for her bosom friend. After careful consideration, such a death is noble and sacred. However, Gao E did not write this. He finally made Daiyu vulgar, resentful and furious.
This is not like the arrogant and self-admiring Daiyu we know, but like an ordinary woman who is frustrated in love. Nevertheless, she finally left this flashpoint before Jia Fu collapsed, otherwise, with her fragility, I'm afraid I can't stand such a big * * *.
Baoyu is a dude. He is not a man of indomitable spirit. He can give Daiyu little, let alone protection and comfort. He is still a weak person who needs protection from others, and Daiyu can't be happy around him. So it is a kind of happiness to leave him memories.
Baoyu himself can only give Daiyu a few good words. He's not even obsessed. Looking at Baochai's fate, I have to say that Daiyu is happy. Of course, some people say that Baochai only wants Grandma Bao's throne and doesn't care about Baoyu. Is that so? Is there a woman who naturally likes loneliness? Anyway, it is always painful to live alone. Besides, it is still a question whether she took the so-called grandmother Bao's throne.
If Jia Fu fails, at least Baochai still has a place to live, at least she has no husband and wealth, but isn't that right? Finally, Jia Fu was reduced to the point where the white land was really clean. What is the significance of the title of Grandma Bao Er to Baochai? Without a happy life and the care of her husband, isn't it a greater tragedy to live alone and die alone? I always suspected that Baoyu didn't leave Jiafu because of Daiyu, otherwise he wouldn't have married Baochai. He was born at last, because his world had undergone earth-shaking changes, his ivory tower collapsed, and he finally understood his struggle. In fact, all his thoughts are on his family, and his family has collapsed, and everything is finished. Without any thoughts and struggles, he had to run away from home, perhaps to avoid disaster.
Imagine, can you imagine Daiyu washing her hands and cooking soup? Dressed in rags and skirts, and even relying on the relief of attacking people, then of course she can no longer be mean and gossip, but can only cry alone, not about love, but about life. When life has put a huge question mark on Baodai's love, can Daiyu still love Baoyu as always? I don't think so. I'm afraid the Longwang Temple will be flooded.
Then Baoyu finally couldn't stand the pressure at home and left, which is very possible. He can't afford to live without taking good care of Baochai. The same is true of Daiyu. Another possibility is that if Jia Fu can regroup, Gui Lan and Qi Fang, Dai Yu and Baoyu still live their happy lives, after many years, Baoyu may suddenly find his face wrinkled, then he will find the attacker around him like Aunt Zhao, and then his love will pass away in the years, and then Baoyu will recall that round and smooth baby sister.
In fact, love is very short. At least this kind of cross love gives us many beautiful fantasies and expectations, just like Jack to Ross. He is the most beautiful memory in her life, but not the only one. First, Jia Baoyu's protagonist Jia Baoyu is a strange and vulgar figure.
The main feature of his character is rebellion. His behavior is "remote and perverse" and he is a rebel in feudal society.
He despises fame and fortune and is unwilling to take the official career of "learning to be excellent and becoming an official". He hates stereotyped writing, insults the "traitors" who study and are officials, and is too lazy to meet them.
He doesn't like so-called "serious books", but prefers "miscellaneous books" and loves Peony Pavilion and The West Chamber. He also boldly questioned Zhu Cheng's Neo-Confucianism, thinking that "there are too many fabrications except the four books"
This fully shows that he is the "rebellious son and second minister" of feudal monarchy. He believes that "the beauty of mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon is only for daughters, and men with beards are just scum."
Under the guidance of this shocking thought, Baoyu "wandered around at home" all day long, cherishing girls, their beauty, purity, exuberance and intelligence, their unfortunate experiences, their marriage to smelly men and the loss of their holy beauty. Jia Baoyu said that women were pearls before marriage, but after marriage, they lost their light and became dead pearls. If she is old, she will walk with a dirty man and become a dead fish eye.
He even felt irreparable regret for having a man. In his life, the most important thing is undoubtedly his love with Lin Daiyu.
This love, on the one hand, began with rebellious character, on the other hand, it promoted the final formation of his rebellious character. This is the biggest and most important treason in his life history.
In love, Bao and Dai both demanded the autonomy of marriage and deviated from the lifestyle of feudal society. They went further and further on the road of rebellion, which eventually led to their tragic ending.
Second, Lin Daiyu is a talented and arrogant person.
2. A Dream of Red Mansions has 300 words and 7 articles, with flowers buried and flowers flying all over the sky. Who pities Hong Xiang? The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the twilight of spring and looks sad. Hoe flowers out of embroidered curtains with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again? The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, regardless of whether peaches float with Li Fei.
Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is not easy for people to go to the empty nest. 360 days a year, the wind and sword are threatening.
How long can it be glamorous? Once adrift, it's hard to find. Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and those who bury them suffocate in front of the steps.
I only shed tears when I hoe incense, but I saw blood stains on the branches above. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door.
When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm. Complaining is double the pain? Half out of pity, half out of trouble.
Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence. I heard a sad song outside the court last night, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul.
The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words. I hope to grow wings under the threat of Nong and fly to the end of the sky with flowers.
After all, where is Xiangshan? Hide the wind without a trick. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened! Song of Burying Flowers is the representative of all the sad songs that Lin Daiyu encountered in her life, and it is also an important work by Cao Xueqin to shape this artistic image and show her personality characteristics.
Like The Daughter of the Lotus, it is a text that the author tries to copy. This song, which imitates the style of the early Tang Dynasty, is lyrical and artistically successful.
It is not easy for Furong's daughter to be safe and sound, and the moon is full and beautiful. In the helpless days, Hongyi Garden is muddy jade. Although they are young, they are sincere and sincere. They are Bai Di Palace's offerings to Qiu Yan Furong's daughter, saying: I miss the arrival of my daughter. The surname of his hometown has been forgotten for a long time.
And jade was found between the pillow and the comb, perched in the evening of banquets and tours, intimate and profane, and spent five years in August with * * *. Looking back on her daughter's life, her quality is not enough to describe her preciousness, her sex is not enough to describe her cleanliness, her spirit is not enough to describe her essence, and her appearance is not enough to describe her color.
Sisters have a good impression on Xianxian, and they admire Huide. Unexpectedly, the pigeon hates its height and the eagle is surprised; I'm jealous of its bad smell. I'm surprised that Eupatorium odoratum was stung! Flowers are afraid of themselves, but arrogant; Liu Ben is so sad, why not take a bath?
I am deeply sorry for being slandered occasionally by methods. So the lips are red * * *; Apricot noodles are fragrant and dry, and the color is mellow (right page of Han Zuoxian).
Zhuo Yaoxi, from the screen; Thorns and hazelnuts spread to households. If you hire people, you will replace them, but in the end you will be angry.
Both tun (tun left heart and right Tun) are immersed in infinity, and complex content is lost in infinity. High standards of jealousy, boudoir hate Changsha; I'm dangerous. I'm in pain in the wild.
Self-storage bitterness, who died of pity; Fairy clouds, sweet toes are hard to find. Where there are mainland fans, there is the fragrance of death; If the sea fails, there will be no medicine for rebirth.
Eyebrows were black and blue, and I was still painting yesterday; The ring is cold, but who is warm today? The medicine left in the cauldron is still there, and the traces of tears are still there. Parting in the mirror, worrying about opening the musk moon; Comb the flying dragon and mourn the sandalwood cloud tooth.
Trust the gold to the grass, pick up the green and close the dust. Empty building? ? (Yinzhi, left branch and right bird) Magpie, hanging the needle of Tanabata; Who will continue the five elements without Yuanyang? Kuang Naijin is a festival. When Bai Di was in power, he had a dream that there was no one in the empty room.
Tongjie is dark, and the fragrant soul and the beautiful image are sold together; Honor account incense residue, breathed heavily * * * fine words. Even the sky is fading, it is not alone; Crickets are everywhere.
Expose the moss and build by laying bricks or stones late, and wear curtains without cold anvil; The rain falls on the autumn wall, and the courtyard next door looks at the flute. The name is still alive, and the parrot is still calling in front of the eaves; Brilliant quality will die, and the begonia outside the threshold will grow old.
After grabbing the screen, the lotus petals are silent; In front of the grass-fighting court, the blue buds are in vain. Throw the residual embroidery thread, who will cut the silver ribbon; Broken ice silk, golden bucket, fragrant incense is not ironed.
Yesterday, I was ordered to go to Fiona Fang. Today, I have been kind to others. I went back to crutches and threw away loneliness. It's the smell of the coffin being smashed, and it's a shame to violate the alliance; Stone is a disaster, and shame is like ashes.
Er is the rib of the west wind ancient temple, which is full of green phosphorus; Sunset barren hills, scattered bones. The elms are rustling and the flowers are rustling.
You can crow apes in the fog and cry ghosts around the smoke. In the account of being a red scorpion, the son is affectionate; I believe that my daughter's life is thin in Huangtuling! Runan tears and blood, speckled on the west wind; Zize in the middle, silently v. Lengyue.
Oh! Treat quotations as a curse and envy the gods. Pliers say slave's mouth, beg for forgiveness; I'm still angry when I cut the bitch's heart! Although you have a shallow relationship with dust, jade is never tired of it.
I can't help asking questions because I am exhausted. Only then did I know that God hung down and the Flower Palace was waiting for a letter. She gave birth to Whelan, and she ruled the lotus in death.
Listening to the little maid seems to be nonsense; The thought of turbid jade is justified. What is this? Yesterday, Ye Fashan took the soul to write a monument, and Li Changji was written to remember. Although things are different, the reason is one.
So, birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, people are divided into groups, and evil is not right? At the beginning, I believed that the balance entrusted to me by God was the most harmonious and cooperative, and I lived up to everything I was given. Because I hope it is not ignorant, otherwise I will degenerate to this point, and I will not use vulgar words, which will pollute my hearing.
What attracted him was a song that said, "Why is the sky so pale that you can swim across the vault with jade?" ? Why is the land so vast, driving a Yao elephant down to the spring soil? Looking at the umbrella cover, suppressing the light at the bottom of the basket? Lie Yu is the leader, Wei Wei is weak on the side. Qu Honglong thinks that it is better to follow Xi and watch Shu Yue face Xi? Listen to the train tracks, I will overturn, and Yuluan (Iraq) will levy? Why do you miss the fragrance (sound fragrance, left silk and right fragrance) when you hear the wealth? The dazzling skirt lit up, and you thought the bright moon could stop it? It is an altar made of cockroaches, and the lotus flame is made of candle blue paste. Does Wen Ling feel embarrassed about Fugui? Looking at the cloud, expecting, what seems to be it? What do you hear in a trance? I'm sweaty and dying, and I'm more willing than dust. Forward company drives me, Hebei company carries me back? I am impressed by it, but I am just a Jiao Jiao. Why? However, Jun Yan has been sleeping for a long time, so what about the change of fate? This is awkward and stable, but it is true and absurd. I'm still bound and attached, and I'm still smart. Come on, stop, come on! If my husband lives in the HarmonyOS system, he is silent. Although he is here, I can't see him. Do it with cigarettes.
3. Write a follow-up 600-word composition on the dignity of Daiyu.
The dying crimson pearl grass was cultivated into a fairy under the casual watering of waiter Shen Ying. Because of their concern for the sea, the two of them forged a fate of life and death. The crystal-clear crimson pearl fairy in the mountains can't be ungrateful to others. I heard that God is thinking about the lower world, so I want to exchange my tears for his return to the shore in exchange for the grace of irrigation. When I saw this place, I was deeply moved by the noble ambition and selfless behavior of the crimson pearl fairy. Later, I learned that Daiyu, with a unique name, was transformed from a wisp of fragrant soul. She was alone, and she has loved her ever since. Daiyu was born and never died, watered by divine water, spotless and delicate, and came to a dirty world, deeply immersed in the world of mortals, unable to adapt, and infected with an incurable disease. When I first became Baoyu's benefactor, I was in tears. I am very happy and grateful. In any case, Jiang Zhu finally saw Shen Ying again, and the old spirit on Sansheng Stone also had a love affair to rob the world. Since you are on earth, you can do things on earth. In those days, Shen Ying lived in a passionate world, and everything naturally began with his rich and idle life. Dai Yu and Baoyu are childhood friends, so they have no guess. In order to make Baoyu wake up early and know that things are impermanent, flowers bloom impermanently and flowers fall brilliantly, Daiyu spared no expense in Lacrimosa to show Baoyu the bitterness and impermanence in luxury food. Most people think she is narrow-minded and clean. Poor crimson pearl has a heart, which is exactly what people who know me say about worry and people who don't know me say about what I want. There is no mercy in the world, everything passes through hands and water falls on earth. Daiyu's pure spirit, no one knows her, travels in the four seasons, walks alone, buries flowers in spring, lies on the chrysanthemum couch in autumn, and turns into ink. Poor water is easily deceived by turbidity, while snow is often muddy and grows in a world where she is not allowed, so Daiyu has no moment to smile. Despite her grandmother's love and Baoyu's love, Daiyu was never really happy. She knows that everything in front of her is fleeting. She is just a passer-by and won't stay long. Everyone around her looked on coldly. Daiyu suffered alone and never complained. The arrogance and hypocrisy in the world are reflected in the clean mirror by her, and there is no omission. In this stage-like world, she will not compromise, will not cheat, will only go her own way, knowing that she can't do it. Just like the attack by Boyi and Zhou at the end of Shang Dynasty, these two men dissuaded 10,000 soldiers with their thin bodies in the Western Zhou Dynasty. After the destruction of the Zhou Dynasty, they wrote Song of Picking Wei and went on a hunger strike in shouyangshan. Daiyu is noble and elegant, with an orphan's demeanor, which matches the ancients. Even Xue Baochai, who thinks she is a child of the world of mortals, can't help but want to be friends with her in Jin Lan and get close to her often. I consider myself an extraordinary outsider, Miaoyu. Personally, I respect Daiyu as an antique fairy tea drinker, and I often listen to Daiyu's elegant music poems in the circle. The ancient books of sages, which are regarded as the golden rule by the world, are nothing but a wild raft in Daiyu's eyes. And those filthy operas denounced by ordinary people, in Daiyu's mouth, become fragrant plum kernels. Spring flowers and autumn leaves, morning breeze and night rain, when no one complains, Daiyu will gently wave her finger and play the ethereal sound of nature in Yunshan, slightly open her lips and teeth and sing the feelings of repairing cold water. Living in the Guige Pavilion in Xiaoxiang, with Zhu Bi as the wall, sitting on the Yuedong piano platform and taking pen and inkstone as friends. Only Hony's son can truly understand the fairy rhyme of crimson pearls falling into the world. They are immortals and soul mates. Baoyu, who is ignorant of dust, can't see through the good and bad fortune in jokes and deception. Daiyu, who was terminally ill, was finally forced to death by the wind knife and frost sword. Daiyu, who lies alone in her sickbed, has no tears to return to, the string of her bosom friend has been broken, and the soul of her burning poem has been buried in the west wind of the bright moon. Just when she was lovelorn, she bid farewell to her pen and ink confidant, and the arrogant Lin Daiyu came alone and left clean. Under the appearance of crying day and night, Daiyu is actually the real spiritual pillar of A Dream of Red Mansions. Whether it's Qingwen's tenacity, Siqi's desperation, Yuanyang's bravery and loyalty, or Zijuan's sad and angry eyes, they are the embodiment of Daiyu and an extension of Daiyu's story. The dignity of Daiyu is the dignity of A Dream of Red Mansions.
At seven o'clock in the morning, there will always be familiar footsteps and loud door calls in the corridor to tease the milk! Every time I hear this voice, I know it's a milkman, so I get up and open the door.
The milkman is very ordinary, an uncle in his fifties. Uncle's skin is dark, and you can tell at a glance that it is the result of years of wind and sun. Under his gray hair, there are a pair of small but intense eyes, but they are deeply left in my mind.
Because his running milk is thick and fragrant, many households have ordered running milk. One of them is on the sixth floor, and the subscriber on the sixth floor is our home, on the 12 floor. It's tiring enough not to carry things up and down, not to mention round and slippery milk bottles, which will break several bottles if you are not careful.
Winter snow covers the earth, everything is covered with silver fashion, and the long and lonely winter day comes early. But whether it is windy or snowy, this uncle always comes to deliver milk.
Early in the morning, it was as cold as usual. The doorbell rang again. I wanted to sleep under the quilt, but I had to open the door. I slowly opened the door among the gangsters. Opening the door, I saw standing at the door as usual, smiling, wearing a black coat, with deep wrinkles on my forehead, as if I could catch mosquitoes, but I also looked energetic. I took a bottle at random, I don't know. Uncle smiled and said, it doesn't matter if you tease me. I will fill another bottle for free today. I took the milk and thanked him.
It's the morning when the cold wind is howling again, and grandpa has come to deliver milk again. He handed me the milk carefully. When I took the bottle, I found that his hand had been blown by the ruthless cold wind. His skin is wrinkled like the skin of an old pine tree, and his hair is slightly shaken by the cold wind. I saw his mouth shaking, but obviously he was cold, even though he was still smiling. I asked him: tease. As he spoke, he pointed to the bottle: just kidding, there is a layer of ice beads outside this bottle. If I put on gloves, the bottle will slide easily. I'm used to it. When he left, I gently put my parents' black gloves in his box while he was not looking.
Another morning, I was teasing the milk! Suddenly I shouted to open the door and saw those hands wearing black gloves. The other person smiled, and of course I was laughing happily.
5. Seeking 300 words for a Dream of Red Mansions Baoyu and Jiang Yuhan met at Xue Pan's birthday party. Baoyu knew that there was a good chess player named Chess Officer in Zhongshun Wang Fu, so he asked him if he knew Chess Officer when he left Jiang Yuhan. Jiang Yuhan said he was.
The two met each other after a brief encounter, and then they exchanged sweat towels ... This incident was later known by people in Zhongshun Wang Fu. It happened that the chess official left Zhongshun Wang Fu at this moment, but Zhongshun Wang liked him very much, so he couldn't leave.
People from Zhongshun Wang Fu found Jia Fu, and Jia Zheng was very angry and called Baoyu. People in Zhongshun Wang Fu asked Baoyu if he knew where the chess official was, but he was actually asking Baoyu for an important person. Baoyu didn't want to admit it at first, but this man even told us about the exchange of sweat towels with Jiang Yuhan. Baoyu thought he knew everything, so he told us where Jiang Yuhan lived.
Unfortunately, Jia Zheng met Jia Huan before this. Just then, Jinchang's body jumped into the well and was fished out. Jia Huan told Jia Zheng that Baoyu forced her servant girl (Jinchang is Mrs. Wang's servant girl ...).
Jia Zheng therefore called Baoyu for questioning. He didn't expect that the person who just called Baoyu loyal and obedient to Wang Fu came. These things add up to Baoyu's usual performance.
Jia Zheng was furious and fought.
6. A Dream of Red Mansions is 300 words urgent. The first reason why I recommend this book is that its story is very touching. This story is about the rise and fall of four big families represented by Jia family. The plot twists and turns, showing the decay and decline of all aspects of that society. After reading this book, I feel very sad and sorry. This kind of tragedy is unimaginable and makes people angry. Who is willing to accept such an ending?
I have another reason: the characters are outstanding and attractive. Sentimental Lin Daiyu; An amiable Jia; The playful and provocative Wang Xifeng; * * * Jia Baoyu; Xue Baochai, who is cheerful and considerate ... These people have become flesh and blood in Cao Xueqin's works, which also makes this book deeply loved by readers!
Every time I read this book, I feel involved in these stories. Sometimes I laugh; Sometimes sigh again and again; Sometimes thrilling; Sometimes I can't help crying ... I cry for the people in the story, laugh for the people inside, and sometimes I am full of sadness. What a great book! This book has captured the hearts of every reader. How can it make people fondle it?
I hope everyone can watch this dream of red mansions and share their feelings together!
This is written by my fifth grade primary school. I hope it can be adopted, dear ~
7. Seeking 300 words for a Dream of Red Mansions Baoyu and Jiang Yuhan met at Xue Pan's birthday party. Baoyu knew that there was a good chess player named Chess Officer in Zhongshun Wang Fu, so he asked him if he knew Chess Officer when he left Jiang Yuhan. Jiang Yuhan said he was.
The two met each other after a brief encounter, and then they exchanged sweat towels ... This incident was later known by people in Zhongshun Wang Fu. It happened that the chess official left Zhongshun Wang Fu at this moment, but Zhongshun Wang liked him very much, so he couldn't leave.
People from Zhongshun Wang Fu found Jia Fu, and Jia Zheng was very angry and called Baoyu. People in Zhongshun Wang Fu asked Baoyu if he knew where the chess official was, but he was actually asking Baoyu for an important person. Baoyu didn't want to admit it at first, but this man even told us about the exchange of sweat towels with Jiang Yuhan. Baoyu thought he knew everything, so he told us where Jiang Yuhan lived.
Unfortunately, Jia Zheng met Jia Huan before this. Just then, Jinchang's body jumped into the well and was fished out. Jia Huan told Jia Zheng that Baoyu forced her servant girl (Jinchang is Mrs. Wang's servant girl ...).
Jia Zheng therefore called Baoyu for questioning. He didn't expect that the person who just called Baoyu loyal and obedient to Wang Fu came. These things add up to Baoyu's usual performance.
Jia Zheng was furious and fought.
8. A Dream of Red Mansions, the eighth time, summed up the solution of the 300-word composition 1:
Comparison between The Eighth Time and Tongling Jinying: Baochai and Daiyu are both semi-sour.
Xifeng and Baoyu advised the old lady to let Qin Zhong go to school at home.
Baoyu went to pear fragrance court to meet Baochai, and Aunt Xue warmly received him. Baochai is anxious to meet the psychic Baoyu. Yinger said that the eight words on the jade matched the eight words on Baochai's lock, so Baoyu wanted to lock it. Baoyu wants to eat cold fragrant pills, but Baochai doesn't give them.
When Daiyu came, she was unhappy when she saw Baoyu and Baochai together. Looking for a goose to make a hand stove for Daiyu, Daiyu took the opportunity to tease the bag and firewood.
Solution 2:
Baoyu visited Baochai and learned that Baochai was eating "cold fragrant pills", so she had a strange smell. Baochai wants to see the jade in Baoyu's mouth when he was born. Yingying, one of Baochai's maids, saw it and said that the gold collar worn by Baochai had many similarities with Baoyu's jade, and the words engraved on it happened to be a pair of jade. Baoyu read it and found that what he said was true.
Daiyu also came to visit the sick, just in time for Bao and Chai to be lovers. Aunt Xue left two people for dinner, and Daiyu's maid, Zijuan, was afraid that Daiyu's hands would be cold, so she sent someone to bring a hand stove. Daiyu took this opportunity to mock Baoyu for listening to Baochai and not eating cold wine. After dinner, Daiyu packed Baoyu's clothes and went back to Guo Rongfu. Baoyu was drunk and angrily smashed the teacup.
The next day, Qin Zhong visited the mansion and went to a private school with Baoyu.
9. Write a weekly diary of 300 words 1. After reading A Dream of Red Mansions, I feel that my understanding of A Dream of Red Mansions has always stayed on "love is the only thing", and I also sigh for the sadness I cherish and the tragic death. Now I take a dream of red mansions off the shelf and read it carefully like tea. Suddenly I feel that love is just one of them. Irrigated by Ying Shen, the five internal organs stagnated due to excessive irrigation. As for how the stone became Ying God and how Ying God became Jia Baoyu, we don't know, but I think it's quite mythical. When I finished reading A Dream of Red Mansions, I almost stayed for half a day. The tragic fate of the daughter of the Red Chamber in the book makes me very sad. The second house of Rong Ning changed from "a box of gold and a box of silver" to "Hulala House, with miserable lights and near dusk." At the beginning, the second house of Rongning was full of traffic, bustling for a while and extremely luxurious, but in the end it was dilapidated and empty. The characters in Rong Ning's Second Mansion once owned gold, silver and jewels and lived in magnificent halls. Who ever wanted to be a pariah and everyone vilified them? The process of Rongning Building from prosperity to decline has made me think deeply for a long time. It is people's endless greed and desire. Because they dislike their jobs so much, how can they expect someone to carry the shackles? Some people want to get something for nothing, but they are finally sent to prison. Power struggle and social darkness led to the collapse of the Red Chamber. In such a feudal society, men and women in the Grand View Garden can't control their own destiny, although Lin Daiyu's chess and calligraphy are all things. Baochai is steady in everything, knows the main idea, and is proficient in poetry and songs. Originally, it was a golden wedding, but she only saw Mushi Qianmeng, but unfortunately she was a virgin and missed her life. Ying Chun has both talents and looks, but alas, I met the Zhongshan Wolf, blindly arrogant * * *, sighing that my soul is gorgeous, and I have been away for a long time ... All the children of the Red Chamber with various talents are scattered and gone, and the once prosperous life is like a dream! Everything in A Dream of Red Mansions is so sad. When I close the book, I feel how far away I am from the story of the children of the Red Chamber. I am bathed in the spring breeze of the Party and live in New China. How happy I am! What's more, the lower edge of the LYSIMACHIA was transformed into a human shape and named Dai Yu, thanking Ying Shen for irrigating his life with tears. Dai Yu is withdrawn; she was not born. She lost her mother when she was a child and lived in her grandmother's house. But this is not a warm and loving family, but a dirty place. Grandmother Jia seems to be generous and kind to Granny Liu, but in fact she is boasting, but it is just a farce of "carrying locusts without chewing", which Daiyu regards as "loquacious and cheap tongue". In Daiyu's view, a sycophant like Wang Xifeng is just a "birthday" and "rude". Daiyu also saw through the hypocrisy of her makeup removal. Even the hitter who Mrs. Wang thought she was "knowledgeable" was cheated by Xiangyun, and she could not escape Daiyu. Daiyu is regarded as "petty, oversensitive and narrow-minded" and has no good family style. She couldn't be selected as "Grandma Bao Er" and finally became a "lonely forest on earth". Although Daiyu is a "school sister" and also known as a "chicken belly", she has nothing but infatuation. She is ungrateful and arrogant. She must think more about her surroundings. Of all the women, only Baochai can be compared with Daiyu. She is rich in furniture and good at living. These two points are better than Dai Yu, who has been miserable and rebellious all her life. She is a model of a good family. She has no alliance of wood and stone, but she believes in a good marriage. When I first arrived in Jiafu, I was "even close to Baochai", and Aunt Zhao also called it the same kind. At the birthday party, she knew Jia liked it. "Let's say" in accordance with the meaning ". She decorated Wu Heng Courtyard very simply, giving people a feeling of quiet lady and making people feel frugal. She helped Mrs. Wang get rid of a knot in her heart. At the banquet, everyone laughed at granny Liu, a countryman, but Cao Weng forgot this figure, but it was not. It's just that she keeps everyone's good manners. On the one hand, it makes the old lady and Mrs. Wang feel "small kindness and small benefits." If you listen to Daiyu's sarcasm, people will think that she never bears a grudge, but when she overheard Xiaohong's conversation with Zhui Er, she told a lie about playing hide-and-seek with Daiyu. Her brilliant life is in sharp contrast with Daiyu's lofty. Therefore, considering "good family background, gentleness and erudition", Baochai chose "Grandma Bao Er". Emotionally, I can't accept her marrying Baoyu. Her smoothness in life and meekness in character are hypocritical actions in my opinion. Through some small things, we can get closer to Daiyu and make her feel "like a sister". Treating Baoyu is even better, which is completely different from Daiyu's suspicion. When Daiyu died, she only said half a sentence: "Hello Baoyu ..." "You are too cruel." Why are you so cruel to abandon Daiyu and marry Baochai? What makes Daiyu feel sorry for her? How can an infatuated and empty woman survive if her infatuation is reduced to ashes? As everyone knows, this is just Mrs. Wang's replacement plan. Baoyu is not heartless, but she always thought it was Daiyu who got married. Besides, Baochai, an openly famous prostitute and a good girl, married a man who didn't love herself in the name of others. I was disappointed to find that Sister Lin had become Sister Bao, so I left Baochai there to ignore her. This is called Baochai. Originally, I was "ruthless and affectionate", but I ended up in an empty boudoir. Thought of here, I suddenly understand that Baochai is also a victim, and what really harms people is the feudal ethics that eats people.