Reading Zhang Dai on a snowy night

In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. It snowed for many days, and the noise of pedestrians and birds in the lake disappeared. It was even more settled, so I took a boat, held my clothes on fire, and went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow alone. Ice flowers are all over the sky, the sky is bright and watery, and the sky is pure white. The shadow of the lake, only a trace of a long beach, a little outline of the lake, and my boat, two or three boat people on board.

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, I saw two people laying blankets and a child cooking a wine stove. Seeing me, I was happy to say, "I didn't think there would be people like you in the lake!" " ! "Pull me together, accompany me to drink. I tried to drink three glasses of wine and then said goodbye to them. Ask them what their surnames are. They are from Nanjing and are guests in this place. While waiting for the boat, the boatman murmured, "don't say your Excellency, you idiot, and there are crazy people like you!" " ! "

December of the fifth year of Chongzhen in Ming Dynasty, AD 1632.

1644, Ming is dead.

1646, Zhang Dai, 49, lives in seclusion in Siming Mountain, Zhejiang Province. This book, written by Zhang Dai in seclusion, recalls watching snow in the West Lake more than ten years ago.

He only brought a son and a servant, and all his belongings and 30 thousand books were left at home in Shaoxing. "Forty years of accumulation also has a lost day." When he escaped from Shaoxing, he took the draft of Ming History with him, while writing "Tao An Meng Yi" and writing the Ming history in a bleak situation. Zhang Dai's mother is called Tao Yiren. I guess this is the origin of Tao An's dream name.

Ten years later, I still remember the snow in that lake and that mountain. What kind of snow it is, it makes people move, and one day after more than ten years, they will burst into tears.

It's been ten years.

It is a pleasure to reread Zhang Dai in Xiaoxue solar terms. Xiaoxue, it didn't snow. So, look forward to a heavy snow, go to the lakeside pavilion to watch the snow, and bring hot tea and hand warmers. I made an appointment with my friend and Zhang Dai.

Zhang Dai talked about people and said, "People are not addicted and can't make friends with them, so they are heartless." People are flawless, so they can't communicate, so they have no true qi. "Zhang Dai is a person with hobbies and infatuation. He likes snow and West Lake. He went to Hu Xin Pavilion to see the snow at eight o'clock in the evening. You can feel his infatuation through distant time and space. Because of this sense beyond time and space, he is not lonely, and I am not lonely.

Zhang Dai loves snow. He wrote,'' Moonlight leaks in the forest, as thin as snow. ''

Zhang Daixi is watching the moon in the West Lake. I have been in the West Lake, mostly by boat, and I can see the moon on the lake every night. Now, I am hiding from the noise, sitting in the cold spring pavilion at night, facing the moon in the mountains every night. "People who love the moon are essentially gentle people.

How lonely the West Lake would be without Zhang Dai. Su Dongpo praised the sunny West Lake and the rainy West Lake. Only Zhang Dai would fall in love with the snowy West Lake. Just like Zhou Dunyi loves lotus flowers, Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemums, Lin Hejing loves plums, and Yang Taizhen loves litchi to the point of madness. Just as Hulan River is to Xiao Hong, Tuojiang River is to Shen Congwen, and Ergon is to Chi Zijian, a landscape has vitality because of people who understand it.

Zhang Dai was six years old and went to Chen Jiru to visit relatives and friends with her grandfather. Zhang Dai was nine years old and went to Hangzhou's former residence with his grandfather. Zhang Dai was admitted as a scholar at the age of sixteen, but he failed to become famous all his life. Zhang Dai is twenty-eight years old. In order to take the provincial examination, she studied by the West Lake for more than seven months. Zhang Dai, 35, went to the pavilion in the middle of the lake to see the snow. 37-year-old Zhang Dai and actress Zhu Chusheng live in Hangzhou "No Garden" to enjoy the red leaves. The color he wrote about Chu Sheng is not very nice. Although she is a peerless beauty, she has no charm. Chu Chu's loneliness and affection are imminent, and his explanation lies in his obsequiousness.

Zhang Dai wrote in seclusion in his later years and rarely went out for sightseeing. After the death of the Ming Dynasty, he only went to the West Lake twice. In the 11th year of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty (1654) and 14th year of Shunzhi (1657), Zhang Dainian came to the haunted two lakes twice in the past 60 years. At this time, the West Lake is not what it used to be. Outside the Golden Gate Building, there are Shang family, Qi family's strange house, Qian family's villa and Yu family's garden. ''

Zhang Dai was born in Shaoxing, a prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River. His ancestors were four generations of officials, and his great-grandfather was the top scholar in the Ming Dynasty. Zhang Dai was a rich boy like Jia Baoyu in the first half of his life, and he often didn't cook in the second half. He said that looking back 20 years ago, it was like a lifetime ago. Some people say that Jia Baoyu's prototype is Zhang Dai. Zhang Dai's family background, talent, temperament, fate, and even his name Shi Gong are strikingly similar to Jia Baoyu, who was born with a jade title.

Zhang Dai (1597- 1679), whose real name is Zongzi and Shigong, is an old man in Tao An. Yin Shan, Zhejiang (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang). A writer in the late Ming Dynasty, he wrote such literary masterpieces as Tianku Collection, Taoan Dream, West Lake Dream, Three Immortals, Night Sailing, Four Books Meeting, etc.

Zhang Dai lived to be 82 years old. Not bad.