After reading The Red Mansion, I felt sad. I don't know why. Is it because of the destruction of Rong Ning’s second family? The beauty's death? Or is it the deception of speculators? There seems to be a little bit of each. But I always feel like that’s not all. Analyzing it from a man's perspective, it suddenly dawned on me that this was jealousy. I was secretly jealous of Baoyu. It's really embarrassing to say it, but how many men don't feel sad when they see a playboy surrounded by countless beauties for no reason?

Speaking of which, there are really countless love stories in Dream of Red Mansions. The first thing I strongly recommend is Bao Dai’s obsession with pink. In Dream of Red Mansions, the love between these two people is the purest. From childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, to falling in love when they grow up. Cao Gong simply pushed the boat along, making readers feel that another eternal love story was born in the world. Its appearance is so natural that almost no one has doubted it. Its appearance is so pure and spotless

. But untimely love is synonymous with pain. Daiyu's unique rebelliousness and isolation, as well as her disdain for the world, make her unique and outstanding in every aspect. In front of Hua Qian, she read the West Wing obsessively without any taboos; she doesn't like clever words and flattery, but speaks as she pleases; she advocates true love and sincerity, and is indifferent to fame and wealth... All these things make her like a lonely lotus, always clinging to her own. The essence is pure, and the quality comes and goes again, as clear as jasper. Looking at her from the eyes of an ordinary person, what I admire most is Daiyu's poetic and artistic beauty, her beauty and cleverness. Daiyu often drank wine, admired flowers, and recited poems with her sisters, and she was always very talented and artistic. Whether it is the poetry of a young man listening to Yuge upstairs, the painting that makes me feel like a fairy when the cold is deep in my bones; or the desolation of the yellowing vegetation and wild geese returning south, or the gentleness of the flowers that can explain the language; all of them reflect her elegant and refined poet's temperament. The most lamentable thing is Daiyu's sentimentality and poor beauty. Daiyu's life experience destined her to be lonely and helpless, and her character also destined her to be lonely and sad. Even though the Grand View Garden is bustling with people, there are no relatives she can rely on, no confidants she can confide in, only the romantic Baoyu who makes her heart secretly promise, but she always worries about gains and losses. So she said helplessly

"Where is the fragrant hill at the end of the sky?", lamented that "the fragrant nest has been built in March, and the swallows in the beams are ruthless", and sad that "the flowers are withered and the flowers are flying all over the sky. Who will pity the fragrance when it disappears?" and finally ended up with the desolate ending of "a wisp of fragrant soul dispersed in the wind, and I never fell asleep in the middle of the night".

Rather than saying that Lin Daiyu’s status in the Jia family and her own cowardice were the cause of the tragedy, it is better to blame the sinister feudal society for its responsibility track. The feudal group headed by Yuanchun ruthlessly strangled the relationship between Baoyu and Daiyu. love. If Dream of Red Mansions is really a description of Cao Xueqin's personal experience, then I can feel the pain of a man who has lost his beloved. The fire of hell is burning around me, and the pain is unspeakable, which makes my thoughts stop. This is not a pain that hurts my skin, but a love that hurts my skin. When all the blood and tears had been shed, Duke Cao turned around and faced the unbearable history, how could he not sigh with "a paper full of absurd words and a handful of bitter tears"!

One more thing to talk about is Xue Baochai’s love tragedy. It's still so sad to see Daiyu die in depression. But wait until you finish reading and listen to Zhen Shiyin talking about "Lan Gui Qifang"