(——"Celebrating More Than Years" talks about Haitang, this is the second half of the title.
Author: Black Belly... The title is too long, I can't write it down, sorry...)
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Recently, I read the tricky "Celebrating More Than Years", and my favorite is Blossoming Begonia, the saint of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Thinking about it carefully, it has been a long time since I have seen such an eye-catching female character.
But most of the Internet carries the sympathy between the author and the reader on obscenity. Because of this goal, the shaping of female roles on the Internet has gradually become stereotyped.
First of all, from the perspective of appearance, beauties are undoubtedly the easiest to be recognized and bring people good feelings, whether in reality or in the world. But reality is different. In reality, beauties are always a scarce resource, and casual encounters always bring people a surprise, or look at them from a distance, or take a closer look, see their red lips and white teeth, hear their singing and swallows, enjoy their frowns and smiles...the joy comes like a tide , to go is lost like a valley. In this way, the encounters with beauties again and again decorate the ordinary and boring life with more interest and expectation.
So should Nakamoto. However, which of the tens of thousands of Internet writers cherishes the heroine in their writings, wishing to use all the beautiful words that they have racked their brains to use on her. The problem is that the heroines in these tens of thousands of books, at least tens of thousands of peerless beauties, stand up for a walk, can you still recognize who is who
Look at the appearance first. Many writers will have a full-body scan when the heroine makes her first appearance. The hair is like a waterfall, the eyes are big, the eyelashes are long, the noses are small and straight, the lips are delicate and charming, the complexion is deceptive, and the breasts are full. It is towering and difficult to grasp, the waist is thin, the hips are round and straight, and the legs are straight and slender... This paragraph alone is written by those old oily people in the hands of Internet writers, and there are hundreds of thousands of words. Words come easily. The problem is that there are still readers, whether they are appreciative or novice, will they still read these words? Is there any other use for writing like this besides filling the word count
When we identify a person by appearance, we often look for her characteristics, rather than "one nose and two eyes, ears next to the mouth facing forward" to find her commonality. In those writers' own works, the peerless beauty is undoubtedly unique (not to mention the stallion writing), but in this sea of online works, these peerless beauties are completely absent from everyone, so they gradually become the most popular on the street. , and even smelly streets. Alarmist? Not at all, personally, when I see the meticulous description of this standardized "peerless beauty", I immediately cover my nose and go away. Where do so many perfect women come from? Even if you put a few freckles on the wings of her nose to make her look kinder, raise the bridge of her nose to make her look firmer, and give her a beauty mole on the corner of her mouth to make her look playful... The authors probably couldn't bear to give the peerless beauties they wrote. They added any little flaws, but they didn't expect to make their darling become a popular commodity invisibly.
The appearance of Begonia Duoduo can be described as "a fresh trick, which can be eaten all over the world":
It was a woman, a woman with a flowered scarf tied on her head, and a woman carrying a basket in her elbow with some fresh mushrooms in the basket.
To be precise, this is a village girl.
The woman raised her head, her appearance was not very special, and she was not considered a beauty, but her eyes were so bright that they seemed to reflect all the colors of the meadow and the blue sky in the early morning in her eyes, clear and clear Bright, incomparably neutral.
The village girl giggled, pointing at Fan Xian's nose with her hips akimbo, very much like those peasant women in the fields: "Master Fan not only writes good poems, but also doesn't change his face when he tells a lie. He really deserves to be the fairy in the legend." pulse."
Thinking about it carefully, there are three wonderful things about this appearance description: First, it completely abandons the original description of beauties produced by the model. The appearance is not outstanding, but it highlights the attractive place (extremely bright eyes). Just like a porridge served after getting tired of delicacies from mountains and seas, it is fresh and pleasant; second, it is in contrast with the side bedding in front. I knew Haitang’s lofty status and amazing martial arts skills through the side description before. The village girl's dress and style formed a huge contrast, which not only aroused Fan Xian's interest, but also made readers interested; third, this description completely matched Haitang's character and cultivation level. The extreme appearance and dress also secretly matched Haitang's temperament. What's more, sometimes the astonishing beauty will always set off other things in the dark. Such an ordinary appearance can make people pay more attention to other aspects of the character's characteristics.
Just like in reality, caring about appearance is only a superficial understanding, and a deep understanding of the character's personality is what can really make people fall in love for a long time.
If it is said that most writers have the same characters in terms of appearance, it is only because of writing skills or perspectives, then the shaping of female character personality fully exposes the lack of life experience of many writers and the reflection of real life in words Lack of ability.
In life, we say "There are hundreds of people, all kinds." Pay attention to the women you know around you, which one is not unique. Reading famous works with many female characters, such as "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Jin Ping Mei", uses various factors such as identity, mentality, language, and behavior to maximize the difference in each person's temperament. Looking back at the Internet, based on my shallow experience, the personalities of female characters on the Internet are faintly divided into three parts: iceberg girls, savage girls, and gentle girls.
It is probably because many authors also hope to write that the characters in their works are different, so they deliberately depolarize and exaggerate a certain aspect of the characters in their works, and finally these extreme "monsters" appear. Monsters are not scary, but the scary thing is that monsters have become a trend. It seems that a woman who is not iceberg is not enough to show the ups and downs of love, a woman who is not savage is not enough to show a man's patience and sincerity, and a woman who is not gentle is not enough to show a man's ability to control Consummation. So, after the stereotyped appearance, the stereotyped personality appeared, and it turned out to be not easy to find a woman with normal human thinking and true temperament.
Let's look at the introduction to Begonia Blossoming in "Celebrating More Than Years":
"Duoduo is not an ordinary person." Si Lili glanced at him slightly worried, "She has been obsessed with martial arts since she was a child. As for poetry, calligraphy and painting, she is not interested at all. Instead, she has opened a family in the courtyard of Kuhe Guoshi. In a vegetable field, besides practicing martial arts, every day is to grow vegetables and flowers."
Fan Xian was slightly stunned, thinking that this style of behavior was quite similar to that of Prince Jing, and he guessed in his heart why that Haitang girl would lead such a life, Kuhe's martial arts practice is the unity of nature and man The other school pays attention to being close to nature. Since Haitang has a talent for cultivation, she will naturally hide in the vegetable garden every day. It seems that the village girl's attire is not intentional.
Judging from the background setting, Haitang's status and personality are very unusual, but if this kind of unusualness is taken to the extreme, it may be a replica of the extinct teacher at worst, and it will be nothing but otherworldly fireworks if it is better. It is really difficult for people to get close to the concubine Xuan who is respected and kept at a distance. How to let this seemingly detached female character walk down the clouds is a proposition that requires brains. Take Haitang as an example, because of her special status, no matter whether she wants to or not, she can only play her role in everyone's mind. About before, the only one who could make her reveal her natural girlish nature was her master, Master Kuhe. In front of other people, she is lazy and disdain to show her true nature, or she is only willing to show the outermost side, without any deep and heartfelt communication. For such a woman of high status and superior strength, if she respects and convinces her with reason in the usual way, that layer of protection will only become thicker and thicker, just like facing Xu Ziling, a fool, Shi Feixuan will still be the same in the end. It's embarrassing to have to walk away wearing a fairy hat. Then how to knock her down? Fortunately, Fan Xian is not Xu Ziling! He has a bit of a tricky rascal that Xu Ziling doesn't have. The so-called "men are not bad, women don't love."
In the first confrontation, Haitang was caught by Fan Xian's strange trick - "First use poisonous needles to burn his skin, then use aphrodisiacs to mess with his mind, and his body will be exhausted in spring, and the heavens will be very angry with Fan Xian."— ―It turns out that saintesses can also take aphrodisiacs! Later, facing Haitang who was furious and came to ask for the antidote, Fan Xian admitted that he was not strong enough, so he had to do everything he could, and was forgiven by Haitang.
It seems that just one aphrodisiac is not enough to drag this saint down to the mortal world, so inadvertently, the author added another scene:
On the other side, Fan Xian was silent and nervous, and followed Haitang to the outside of the palace. All the way, he didn't care to look at the mountain scenery, and the breeze didn't care to beckon him. Strange woman's distance.
His eyes could clearly see Miss Haitang's walking posture.
Miss Haitang shakes three times with one step, but it is not the seductive shaking method of a woman who looks at her with smoke and charm, but a very rustic shaking method. Her hands were in the pockets of her coarse cloth clothes, her upper body didn't shake much, but her feet dragged her legs down the stone road, she looked extremely lazy, but she didn't appear out of place. The sexy laziness of the bathing beauty.
Fan Xian squinted his eyes and looked at it for a long time, but he still couldn't understand what kind of walking method it was. Could it be that the other party was walking and constantly practicing some kind of natural skills? Fan Xian was greatly impressed. He always thought that he was the most diligent person who practiced martial arts in the world. His practice at 2:00 a.m. started from Danzhou and never stopped, but he never thought that even walking Time, you can also practice!
It's no wonder that the little girl is at the ninth rank at a young age, and she has just stepped into the threshold of the ninth rank with her own hard work! It's no wonder that the little girl of the other family was called a Tianmai person by the Northern Qi people, but I could only shamelessly rely on some poems to win the "status in the world"! No wonder the little girl waved her hand lightly, and she was about to crawl on the ground! It's no wonder that I shot out all the aphrodisiacs in secret, while others just soaked in the lake water, and finally walked away with a wave of sleeves very coolly, not paying attention to myself at all—because I disdain it, so I don't hate it.
Fan Xian felt dejected, thinking that this kind of genius is so hard-working, probably only a genius like Uncle Wu Zhu can compare, and he may have nothing to do.
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After watching for a long time, Haitang also seemed to feel those two fiery eyes behind her, always staring at her buttocks and waist, and finally couldn't take it anymore. Fan Xian's clean and beautiful skin revealed his wretched real body.
Fan Xian's eyes were clear, and there was no distraction at all. Seeing the other party turn around, he was slightly stunned, knowing what the other party was thinking wrong, and said with a wry smile, "It's just that the girl walks in a strange posture. She seems to be practicing, so I admire it very much."
He was stunned, and Haitang was even more stunned. With her mouth slightly open, she looked at this young man from the Qing Kingdom, her heart fluttered. She spent most of her life staying in the mountains and palaces, and her mind was always as stable as a rock, but she didn't know Why, seeing Fan Xian's hateful and beautiful face, and hearing Fan Xian's nonchalant words, he just became angry for no reason. Hearing Fan Xian's words at this time, he was even more inexplicable, and he choked out a sentence after a long while: "It's not practicing."
After finishing speaking, Miss Haitang felt a little strange, why did she explain this to him
So she said slightly annoyed: "I've walked like this since I was a child. The queen mother has told me for many years, but I can't change it. If Mr. Fan thinks it's an eyesore, you might as well go ahead."
Fan Xian was stunned, thinking what's going on? Yuyu had no choice but to continue walking behind Haitang who turned around.
But Haitang still dragged the soles of her feet like that, and walked forward lazily with her hands in her hands.
Fan Xian tilted his head slightly, frowned and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly figured it out - what kind of exercise is this? Isn't this the most common walking posture of those lazy women in the countryside!
Fan Xian finally couldn't help laughing when he thought that Haitang, a majestic ninth-rank master who looked like a fairy in the eyes of the world, was actually a village girl at heart, and walking in the palace was like walking on the ridges of the fields.
"Why is Master Fan laughing?"
This was the expected question from Haitang. Fan Xian coughed twice, explained with a smile on his eyes, "I really like the way you walk, girl."
Haitang was slightly taken aback, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes.
Fan Xian hurriedly said: "If there is any deceit, it will be punished by heaven and earth."
Haitang couldn't help but believe the poison of this vow, but Haitang still didn't understand why the young guy behind him would like the way he walked that he had been teased by the palace people for many years? Thinking of Fan Xian's shameless means on the North Sea, Miss Haitang became even more confused.
I really like watching Haitang, the girl who was forced to come out, get angry when she faced Fan Xian's scoundrel. Of course, this description is not just for funny or to add characteristics to Haitang. Without smoke and mist, without lotus wave microsteps, with the title of the chapter "Shake and Shake with Begonia", imagining the girl's lazy and carefree rustling footsteps, the village girl's appearance and the village girl's footwork, "Fairy" finally Successfully landed from the clouds to the fields.
It is Fan Xian's "literary works" that can make a special impression on Haitang; but it is Fan Xian's trusted drunkenness and embarrassing sleep that can make Haitang feel closer. Such interactions, as Haitang said to herself, "she is not a heartless person". Of course, Fan Xian's scoundrel has always acted as a catalyst. Seeing the words "No matter how free and easy Hai Tang is, no matter how unconstrained she is, she is still just a young girl after all, and I can't help being furious..." In such a scene, who can continue to regard her as a fairy in the clouds in the face of such a person and such a scene
Thick clouds in the sky floated over and completely covered the sun behind, but the sun was too strong, even so, it couldn't hide the bright red light coming out from the edge of the clouds, just like a fairy with skillful hands Embroidered with a gold border. A gust of wind blew over from the plain, passing through the ancient road on the ground, the Li Pavilion.
Fan Xian looked at Haitang and said, "Duoduo, thank you for your help these days."
Haitang finally took her hands out of the big pockets of her coarse cloth clothes, and imitated the ordinary girl's family portrait a little jerky: "Your Majesty Fan is very polite."
Under the pavilion, Fan Xian took a step forward honestly, and hugged her in his arms. For some reason, with Haitang's extremely high cultivation, he couldn't escape his embrace. As soon as he hugged him, he showed a sincere smile: "To be honest, if you and I can really become friends, it would be a very good thing to think about."
Haitang lightly smoothed the blue hair on her forehead, her usual face was not at all embarrassed by the intimate hug before, and said with a smile: "To each other."
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Haitang stood under the dilapidated Li Pavilion, by the side of the ancient road, watching Fan Xian's figure disappear into the distance, she couldn't help tilting her head slightly, recalling the days in Shangjing, a smile appeared on the corner of her lips, thinking of this Southern Dynasty His young master is indeed a very interesting and sharp-eyed person. After he returns to the Qing Kingdom, some subtle changes will take place in the southern world.
She sighed, and let go of the grief caused by Zhuang Mohan's death in her mind, and then she remembered that she still forgot one thing after all-does the Begonia Poetry Club in the Story of Stone have anything to do with her? Subconsciously, she reached out to fasten the floral scarf above her head, but found nothing. She immediately reacted, and couldn't help but feel a slight heat on her face, and then realized that even though she concealed it well, she was still a little nervous during the hug earlier, and she didn't even notice that the thief stole her flower headband.
Fan Xian was walking through the field of sorghum beams that were higher than the top of the human head. Occasionally, a branch would shatter against his face, and there was a trace of a happy and innocent smile on his face. The trip to the Northern Qi Dynasty finally had a relatively satisfactory result, and After I was reborn, I met some interesting characters, such as Yan Bingyun's piece of ice, and Haitang, a flower that looks tacky but is actually light. Apart from some conflicts of interest and differences in ideas, he likes talking to Haitang very much. .
—The emperor also wants to have a son, Ku He also wants to eat meat, Chen Laizi also needs to go to the latrine, and Fan Xian also needs to have friends.
He put the piece of floral cloth in his arms into his arms, pushed away the plants in front of him, looked at the faint green smoke rising from the station in the distance, and hummed softly: "Throw away, throw away, throw away the handkerchief..."
In the parting outside the capital city of Northern Qi, Fan Xian's embrace and stealing not only dilute the sorrow of parting immediately, but also use the last opportunity to tie a small knot on Haitang's smooth and unrestrained heartstrings. So it was natural to have the subsequent correspondence and the subsequent reunion in the south of the Yangtze River.
There are many spring rains in the south of the Yangtze River, moistening things silently.
It seems that Fan Xian and Haitang have each received missions from various countries, and each is for the interests of all parties, and they are business-like, but there is always a vague thing that can't be figured out around the two of them, making the atmosphere so ambiguous and weird.
Let's go back to the beginning. Fan Xian said, "Why can't you like me?" I can't possibly like you? "
Haitang was a little silly, a little angry, thinking why this person was always obsessed with this matter, and said coldly: "Duoduo has never cared about the matters of men and women, there is no difference between big and small, but there is a difference between up and down. They don’t seek to exterminate their emotions, but they don’t consider this issue.”
Fan Xian understood that the girl's family was expressing the meaning of putting the people of the world first, and said with a slight mockery: "Worry about the world first? Isn't it too boring to live like this for a lifetime, your emperor still has a hat to play with..."
He didn't say what color the hat was, but suddenly he grinned and said, "Duoduo."
"Huh?" Haitang stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at him, but was dazzled by the gentle smile on Fan Xian's delicate face, couldn't help but sighed, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's also possible that barbarians don't kill people." Fan Xian said seriously.
Haitang knew that he was talking about the words that she had gagged Sisi in the carriage earlier, she couldn't help being bitter, but she still replied quietly: "Really? Perhaps neither the Northern Qi nor the people of Nanqing would believe it. "
Fan Xian said softly: "Of course the barbarians may not kill people, if they are all turned into dead people by us."
Haitang was taken aback, and laughed inexplicably.
Fan Xian said softly: "The same reasoning proves that I may also like you, and you may also like me."
Haitang mocked and said, "Wait until we're all dead?"
"No." Fan Xian explained seriously, "Wait until everyone else in this world is dead."
Haitang had no choice but to say: "Everyone is dead, just the two of us standing by the river and blowing the wind?"
Fan Xian raised his head, thought for a long time, and then nodded: "It really doesn't seem to be interesting."
Then he stretched out his hands from his pockets, held Haitang's hand, rubbed it lightly under the slightly astonished eyes of the girl, smiled gently, and said, "Since it's something boring, don't think about it, the weather is still cold. Come on, you're wearing a maid's clothes again, I'm afraid your hands will get cold."
Clasping four hands, firmness and tenderness blended in the warmth, the sound of the wheels of the carriage came from behind the two of them.
There was a funny smile in Haitang's eyes, she didn't pull her hands out, but turned her head slightly, looked at Fan Xian and said, "Do you mean to be seen?"
Fan Xian lowered his head halfway, blinked his eyelashes slightly, and replied softly: "I want to convince my emperor that there is a reason why I took you with me in the south of the Yangtze River, and I want to make the mutual trust between your emperor and me stronger. foundation, we all have to get closer."
Haitang looked at him with a half-smile.
Fan Xian finally said seriously: "Of course, your hand is still very comfortable to hold. You often do farm work, but... no calluses."
With scoundrels and aggressive temptations, Fan Daguan's little way of picking up girls, how can a girl be able to resist it. Let her be a ninth-rank master, let her be one with nature and man, push them all!
"Actually, don't be too inferior." Fan Xian turned his head to look at Haitang, and said very seriously, "I always think you look very dignified."
Haitang was dumb, and replied after a while: "Dare to ask, are you admiring Duoduo, or are you mocking me?"
Fan Xian laughed, shook his head and said, "It's just because of what you said earlier, the reason why I can't like you, I just express my feelings."
Haitang finally couldn't help giving him a blank look, like a little girl, extremely rare.
Fan Xian noticed that the center of his brow was itchy, rubbed it with his fingers, and said, "Don't compare yourself to me, there are not many women in this world who are beautiful compared to me." He said depressedly: "It's not my problem." , it's my parents' problem."
No matter how calm and self-sufficient Haitang is, after all, she is just a girl in her teens. How can a girl's family not pay attention to her appearance? Unless it's a blind person... She was so annoyed by Fan Xian's plainly comforting and secretly teasing words, thinking that this man's mouth was really suspicious, she gritted her teeth and said, "As a high-ranking official, it's better not to talk nonsense. .”
Fan Xian didn't seem to notice the other party's anger, and explained seriously: "It's not nonsense, you said that I can't like you because you are not beautiful enough, but I want to explain to you, in my opinion, you look It's really good...”
Haitang was slightly taken aback. Fan Xian's next sentence came very quickly: "After all, there has been a precedent. My wife, people in Kyoto say she is just beautiful, but in my opinion, Wan'er is the most beautiful woman in the world..." He shook his head Sighing: "My aesthetics is probably different from most people in this world."
This sentence finally turned Haitang's poison, she snorted, took out her hands from her sleeves, and walked away. With a flick of both sleeves, grass clippings flew around on the grass, the wind moved for no reason, and the momentum was overwhelming, presumably the supreme true energy of the sky was carried in this blow.
Fan Xian stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, he was so embarrassed in the grass clippings, he swayed back and forth, as if he might fall to the ground at any time. However, his incomparably joyful laughter came from the sky full of grass clippings.
Regarding the clever picking of Begonia, Fan Xian should really change his name to "Fan Suan". It seems to be annoying, but they don't know that such a harmless scoundrel is exactly the best way to deal with Haitang. He is reserved, self-respecting and free-spirited, so if he can make her angry and angry, isn't it considered to move her
According to Newton's law of universal gravitation: two objects attract each other, the gravitational force is inversely proportional to the square of the distance between them. Even though Fan Xian and Haitang were in a different world, they still couldn't get rid of this law. The closer the distance, the stronger the gravitational force, so it accelerates closer. Until one night, the bird sat in the tree by the pond, and the wolf pushed the door under the moon.
"Everyone can get married."
Fan Xian leaned halfway on the foot of the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "But why does the thought of you marrying someone else make me so unhappy?"
The smile in Haitang's eyes gradually filled, filling into the moon, filling into the moon in the water, filling into the wisps of moon in the water threads gradually leaking from the bamboo basket, gently pulling the corner of the quilt with both hands, covering the Looking at Fan Xian's face on his own chest, he said slowly, "Then... how about marrying you?"
But Fan Xian was not surprised, nor did he get under the bed in fright, nor did he turn into a wolf and pounce on him. He just said very sincerely, seriously, and directly: "Very well, let's discuss the date of marriage."
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This sentence was the response to "How about marrying you...", so it was Miss Haitang's turn to stay in a daze, feeling like she was in a cocoon, knowing that she had once again underestimated the shamelessness and thickness of Fan Xian's soft face. black.
She chuckled, lowered her head, and was also muttering in her heart, why did she just say that
It is said that in this year, she and Fan Xian have been together frequently, and the two have cultivated a sense of intimacy and tacit understanding that is beyond friendship, but similar to family members. Seeing her expression, Fan Xian knew what she was thinking, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Your queen mother."
"The emperor of your family." Haitang raised her face and accepted it with a smile.
"Your bald head." Fan Xian continued seriously.
Haitang tilted her head slightly: "Your identity."
"And your identity." Fan Xian smiled.
These few words without beginning or end have clearly laid out the obstacles and problems that lie between the two of them. When a man and a woman meet, they care about one heart. Although the two of them didn't say any sweet words, but with the moonlight as evidence, they thought about each other's thoughts thoroughly.
There are countless mediocre people in the world, and it is rare to find a confidant in the world of mortals. Who would easily miss it and let it go
Before I broke it, I always felt that it was just separated by a layer of window paper. After breaking it, I found that there were several layers of walls behind the paper. The night is like water, and it seems to be a bit chilly here. But the author has to be cunning. In order to pursue characteristics, he is stingy and refuses to add some daughter's body fragrance to Haitang, but generously gives her the most beautiful sentiment in this book. With Fan Xian's hands and feet, Haitang lost again and again. The quilt is innocent, but those who tear it are sentimental. Don't disturb the breeze, the bright moon is the proof. Although this scene is very classic, I like it very much, but when I think that there will be no more love between the two of them, I feel lost. I just don't know, who will abandon these two enviable and loving people in the future, and who will guard whom
Postscript: I only see here the manuscripts I got from Mao Ji. Writing down the above words is dedicated to my favorite character - Begonia Duoduo. There are also some patches, which may be posted later:
1. I personally don't like the first volume, and feel that it is not worthy of the following text. I don’t know if the author is having difficulty grasping how Fan Xian, who has an adult mentality and a child’s physiology, should behave, or is he eager to lay the groundwork and explain the background clearly so that he can enter the main drama as soon as possible. In short, the first volume is quite dull, and the author is not like a vivid storyteller. , rather like a salesman showing product descriptions. It wasn't until Fan Xian went to Beijing in the second volume that he let go of his hands and feet, and Fan Xian gradually showed his temperament, and I slowly found a sense of substitution.
2. When Fan Xian was young, he made a great wish: "First, I want to have many, many children. Second, I want to write many, many books. Third, I want to live a very good life." See Such a simple wish was brought back to the prototype by Wu Zhu: "Then you need to marry many wives, find many poets, and hire many servants... If you want to marry many wives, hire many servants, and find many poets, you need Make a lot of money. If you're going to make a lot of money, you need a lot of power, and if you want a lot of power, you need to be closer to the center of power in this country." Is this scene familiar? Do you think of the "obscenity" in "sleep until you wake up naturally, and count money until your hands cramp." It turns out that the helplessness of life can be so similar.
3. The above only mentioned Haitang, not Fan Xian's regular wife - Wan'er. In fact, Lin Wan'er, who got married to Fan Xian because of a chicken leg, is also very cute and cute, but I prefer the fresh and unique crabapple between the two. The author probably does as well. Among the many characters in the novel, Haitang is the only one who has a nickname. In addition, from the perspective of innovation, Haitang is undoubtedly the character who the author puts the most effort into. It's a little regrettable that Wan'er and Haitang have not met each other until now, and each of them has only accompanied Fan Xian in many scenes. It seems impossible for this work to have a joyful harem reunion scene easily. Before thinking of a solution, the author seems to simply let Fan Xian enjoy the happiness of being alone with each woman. At this time, another The position is often a bit embarrassing. With Haitang, Wan'er became a rope around his neck; with Wan'er, Haitang became a rose with thorns that no one wanted to touch. I don't want to see Zhang Ailing's words repeated here: "Every man has had two women, one is his red rose, the other is his white rose, at least two. Marry a red rose, and as time goes by, the red becomes If you marry a mosquito blood smear on the wall, the white one is still "moonlight in front of the bed"; if you marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of sticky rice on your clothes, but the red one is a cinnabar mole on your heart." True How to compromise between the helplessness and the happiness of obscenity? Or leave it to the author to think about it.
4. NND, it is really tiring to write a review in a serious manner, let's break the name Haitang Duoduo. Let's talk about the nickname "Duoduo" first. I like this name because a good friend of my wife. The little girl herself is still waiting for a baby, but she has already decided on a name for her future baby who doesn't know where in the sky: It's called "Guoguo", and if it's a girl, it's called "Duoduo". What a beautiful name, a girl like a flower, blossoming and swaying in the wind...
The big name "Begonia" is named after the flower. There are many precedents for saying that the name of flowers and fruits is the name of a person: when they see "Qiu Ju", people will immediately think of Gong Li with a red padded jacket, green turban and a shoehorn face; when they see "Pomegranate", Stephen Chow will immediately flash in their minds. Sister Pomegranate's dissatisfied face in the movie "Tang Bohu Spots Autumn Fragrance"; seeing "White Lotus", I knew it was the Madonna of the cult; seeing "Furong", I vomit...
Forget it, let’s not talk about this, let’s just refer to it in general. In the past, a large number of images of literary and artistic works gave the flower names used as personal names a conventional image: "Peony", which seems to be used only by some aunt and grandma; "Winter plum", "Dongmei", and "Lotus" are typical girl names. "Yulan", this name gives people a sense of tenderness, it can be used as a lady in distress or a girl who is persecuted; Dust, unconventional. In the article, the author borrowed Fan Xian's mouth to use a small order to tease Haitang, but was pushed back by the girl Haitang who is well versed in farming. In fact, here, I think that the song "Like a Dream" should not be a scene at all, but these two sentences of Su Dongpo should be suitable for the begonia in the text-"Smile sweetly between the bamboo fences, and the peaches and plums are full of vulgarity."
I hope that when you mention "Begonia" in the future, you will think of the begonia in "Celebrating More Than Years", the begonia blossoming.