Such stars and such moons: Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang's unparalleled love

Chapter 11 Precious years: how much youth is left in hand (1)
hello paris

On the far banks of the Seine River, there is a city of art and romance, its name is Paris.There are the elegant Louvre, the solemn Arc de Triomphe, as well as the charming Eiffel Tower and the Champs Elysees.There are golden leaves falling everywhere, a cool breeze, and a strong coffee aroma.

It was a magical city, exquisite and elegant, and even Van Gogh was lost in this elegant artistic atmosphere. Xu Zhimo also said: "Those who have been to Paris will never miss heaven again."
Hello Paris.Some people say that every scene of yours is related to love, so when this admirable couple in the Chinese literary world comes to your arms, you should give them a kiss very enthusiastically.

Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang once came here during the summer vacation. Although they only stayed here for a short time, they fell in love with the romantic Paris style.Before returning to Oxford, they asked their old friends to help them register for the University of Paris.When they were in Oxford in the autumn of [-], basking in the joy of soon-to-be parents, they were already students at the University of Paris.

Qian Zhongshu was supposed to stay at Oxford University for four years, but in order for his wife to learn Latin language and literature better in France, he chose to graduate two years ahead of schedule, and declined the invitation of Oxford University to hire him as a Chinese lecturer.

In [-], he completed his dissertation "China in English Literature in the [-]th and [-]th Centuries", successfully passed the oral examination, and received a certificate of Bachelor of Arts from Oxford University.

Everything was settled in Oxford.On the [-]th day after the birth of their precious daughter Madoka, the family of three embarked on a journey to Paris.They first went to London by train, transferred to the port of Dover, then crossed the sea on a ferry, entered the port of Calais in France, and finally arrived in Paris by train.

Along the way, they trekked through mountains and rivers, and they were full of dust and dust, but seeing the lovely A Yuan's sleeping face, their mood was not clouded.Ah Yuan is a beautiful doll, wearing half-length baby clothes. During the journey, a middle-aged passenger once looked at her and complimented her: "aChinababy."
Hearing such praise, Yang Jiang and Qian Zhongshu were very proud.This is their daughter, red and tender, a Chinese doll, also like a porcelain doll.

In the port of Calais, France, when the port management saw Yang Jiang waiting in line holding a cute baby, she immediately asked her to get off the ship first.She was the first to arrive at the customs, and then leisurely identified her checked luggage. After a while, Qian Zhongshu, who was carrying two small suitcases, also arrived.

They sorted out their luggage carefully and waited for the entry review by customs officers.The customs officers liked the plain white porcelain dolls very much. Without checking a single piece of luggage or even opening the boxes, they smiled and marked "Pass" on them.Yang Jiang said: "I think the French care and love their babies and mothers more than the British."
When they arrived at the Paris train station, their friend Sheng Chenghua was already waiting.Sheng Chenghua helped them rent an apartment in the suburbs of Paris.The scenery there is beautiful and the transportation is quite convenient. You can reach the center of Paris in 5 minutes by car.

The owner of the apartment is a retired postman named Mrs. Kashu.She bought the apartment and rented it out with her pension, and also provides three meals for some tenants.She is a good cook, and she cooks quite well, and the food is rich and cheap, and the table is often filled with chicken, duck and fish.

Paris is a free country, with a romantic French atmosphere, not as rigid as Oxford.Qian Zhongshu once spent a lot of effort on unnecessary homework for a bachelor's degree at Oxford University. He cared about this very much, and often quoted a British scholar who obtained a Bachelor of Arts from Oxford University: "A Bachelor of Arts is a ignorant of literature."
At the University of Paris, he didn't want to waste his time for a paper diploma.Fortunately, the style of study at the University of Paris is quite relaxed and free. They can choose the courses they want to study according to their own interests.

Paris is spring, and it is paradise.There are many Chinese students who come here attracted by the reputation, and there are also many who study in Europe and the United States and come to Paris for vacation.The international students are scattered in various districts of Paris. Here, they can meet familiar faces almost every time they go out, and also meet many international student friends, and occasionally meet in cafes to chat.

Like Sheng Chenghua, Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang's apartments are in the Latin Quarter, and the distance is very close, so they often go to Sheng's house to play.They gathered together as friends of foreign students, and soon found that Qian Zhongshu didn't seem to be very interested in music, dance, and art, and he didn't like Marxism every day like other progressive young people. Later, Sheng Chenghua said: "It seems that none of what Qian Zhongshu said is his own."
Apart from Sheng Chenghua, Lin Liguang, Li Wei and his wife had more contact with them.Lin Liguang specializes in Sanskrit and is a doctoral candidate with rigorous scholarship. Li Wei is a talented woman from the Chinese Department of Tsinghua University.More importantly, they have a son who was born in the same year and the same month as Yuan, which greatly shortens the distance between them.

When the two women got together, they didn't talk about literature or ideals, but only chanted "Children's Book".Li Wei told Yang Jiang that some students sent their children to the nursery, and they had a moment of leisure, but the children suffered, and even had to eat, drink, and sleep according to the prescribed time.After Yang Jiang heard this, she sighed endlessly, and naturally she was reluctant to bear such a foreign crime for her A Yuan.

At that time, the neighbor's wife across the door often teased Ah Yuan because her husband left early and returned late, and she had no children.She liked this chubby little baby very much, so she wanted to take it to the countryside to be raised, and said to Yang Jiang and the others: "The air in the countryside is good, the milk is good, and the vegetables are good. It's also convenient for you to visit."
It's just how Yang Jiang is willing.She said: "If this was before the baby was born, I might have agreed. But I don't worry about the baby when I'm pregnant, and I worry about the baby when it's not in the belly. I don't know how to protect it properly."
The neighbor's wife moved Ah Yuan's crib to her bedroom to see if the child could get used to it.Fortunately, Ah Yuan didn't recognize her life, she didn't cry once, she just fell asleep peacefully, very sweetly, Zhong Shu and Yang Jiang who were in their room were sleepless all night.

Later, when the wife of the neighbor next door did not go to the country, she would still take A Yuan home to play. When Yang Jiang and Qian Zhongshu needed to go out together, they would ask her to take care of them and pay her a certain amount.

In this way, Ah Yuan's problem was solved, and they began to settle down and study hard.In order to find some precious books to read, they often go to old bookstores, pick their favorite books from the book baskets, and take them home to read quietly.

In this way, Qian Zhongshu, who was addicted to books like his life, read freely for a year.Whether the books are in Chinese, English, German, or French, he has read books published in the [-]th century to books published in the [-]th and [-]th centuries, and later added books written in Italy.At that time, Qian Zhongshu often sent his poems and prose back to China, and published them in two influential periodicals, "Literature" magazine and "Guofeng" bimonthly.

According to Yang Jiang's recollection, when they first arrived in France, they read "Madame Bovary" together. At that time, Zhong Shu had more new words than her, but a year later, Zhong Shu's French level far surpassed hers.Regarding this matter, Yang Jiang said jokingly: "I am just like the wife he described in "The Besieged City" who 'forgot to give birth to a child'."
They leave a lot of time for books, and they don't even feel free to eat.Although the food at Mrs. Ka Shu’s house is rich and delicious, it is a foreign flavor that Qian Zhongshu is not used to. Moreover, Mrs. Ka Shu likes to serve dishes one by one. She often spends two hours with a single lunch, which makes the time-loving couple The two are very helpless.Before long, they were cooking together.

Cooking soup and cooking vegetables is also a taste in the plain.Yang Jiang likes to cook chicken, bacon, oyster mushrooms, cauliflower, etc. together in a pot, then Zhong Shu eats meat, she drinks soup, and Ah Yuan eats milk.Later, she learned how to make "bleeding beef" from Mrs. Kashu, and she left the bright red blood for Ah Yuan to eat. Sometimes, she also let Ah Yuan eat some bread and hollow noodles dipped in egg yolk.

Ah Yuan grew up very fast and was also very strong.In Yang Jiang's words: "Grow from a small animal to a small person very quickly."
Seeing such a daughter growing up little by little, the couple are very happy.They held Ah Yuan's fat and tender little hands and feet to look carefully, and found that the bone shape was exactly the same as Zhong Shu's.

She has already started to be naughty, and her naughty skills are no less than that of Naifu.When she saw the little person in the mirror, she giggled and laughed, as if she recognized herself; when Zhong Shu smelled her little feet in a disgusted manner, she would laugh out loud; when Zhong Shu and Yang Jiang If you ignore her while reading, she will come over restlessly to grab their books...

So Yang Jiang bought a high stool and a big book for Ah Yuan.When the husband and wife were studying, they asked Yuan to sit on the high stool with the big book spread out in front of them. In addition, they gave Yuan a pencil.Thus, there was a scene like this: two adults were reading a book, and A Yuan, who was a little kid, held a pencil and imitated the appearance of an adult, quietly drawing and playing with the book.

When Qian Zhongshu described his daughter as being so naughty in a letter to a friend, Yang Jiang defended the incident unconvinced: "In fact, my daughter is very good. We read books, and she quietly draws and plays by herself."
Later, they bought a stroller and pushed Ah Yuan out to play around every day.It's just that who knows, the first sentence this playful daughter said was not "Dad", not "Mom", but "Waiwai", God knows how much she wants to go outside to play!

This is their Parisian time, with all the comforts of a French flair.Happiness is nothing more than that. In a beautiful city, guarding a small family of three, the time is quiet and the years are flowing...

Ardos 2

Love in Paris.This is a beautiful city with fascinating power. The quaint streets, the sunset on the Seine River, and the white-haired old lady walking slowly under the sunset are all elegant and lengthy movie slows that belong to Paris alone. lens.

Living in the poetic exotic streets, they are immersed in the endless tranquility.The world is complicated, although there are cold and gloomy corners here, but none of them have anything to do with me.They are viewers, as long as they depend on each other, life will be simple, pure and full of sentiment.

However, there is still a bond after all, after all, they are not duckweeds without roots.In [-], they were happy, but the state of their parents, far away on the other side of the mainland, tugged at their heartstrings all the time.

This year, Qian Zhongshu's most revered bosom friend Shi Yi passed away, which made the couple very sad.On the eve of going abroad, when they went to bid farewell to the old man, he took Zhongshu's hand and said sadly: "I am going to cross the west, and I want to return to the south. I am dying and going far away. I am afraid that I will never see you again in this life." Words become prophecies.In less than two years, the old man Shi Yi suddenly returned to Daoshan.

Blue eyes and singing for a long time, Yu Jun comforts himself extravagantly.

The running script next to it is full of flowers, and the same dream pen is full of flowers.

The predecessor of the shadow is the moon, and the smoke is in the same breath.

Traveling thousands of miles on a boat is not a prodigal home.

I still remember that when I was still in Oxford, my husband sent him this song "Ji Mo Cun and Husband and Wife", praising the talent and love of their husband and wife. There is no chance to send a ride.Zhongshu sighed, shed two lines of tears, and wrote an "Elegy for Mr. Shi Yi" to express his condolences:
Several ministers seek tears, and when they hang on the river, they will slip away.

One hundred lives can't be redeemed, and one old age will not be left behind.

Zhulong Hong Tongxue, Tongjiang thin and light poetry.

Because of the elegance and pity, the bandit hurts my self.

Appropriate amount of square inch and exquisite land, how much joy and sorrow can be stored?It's just that this is just the beginning, shocking accidents, personal ones, and even the motherland's, are slowly approaching...

In [-], Japan launched a full-scale war of aggression against China, and their iron hooves approached the south step by step. Wuxi and Suzhou began to be ruthlessly trampled by the invaders.The sky in my hometown was covered with heavy haze.For a while, fighter planes circled and stray bullets flew across. Countless people died under the guns of the Japanese.

Qian Zhongshu's father, Qian Jibo, hurriedly took a family from Wuxi to the Shanghai Concession for refuge.But Yang Jiang's parents, who settled in Suzhou, were not so lucky. Japanese planes hovered over their house every day, but Yang's mother suffered from falciparum malaria and was almost dying, unable to escape.

Yang Yinhang couldn't let go of his wife and fled alone, so he wanted his eldest daughter and youngest daughter Abi to follow their aunts to escape, and he followed his wife to flee to Xiangshan for a while, but the two daughters were unwilling to leave their parents anyway. leave alone.

It's just that Yang's mother couldn't bear it after all, and died on the eve of Xiangshan's fall.The life-and-death relationship between husband and wife in troubled times, Yang's father, Yinhang, exchanged a few tans of rice for a coffin, and sent his wife to the cemetery.This strong man, with his two daughters, knelt in the wilderness and wept bitterly.

It's just that he can't fall down yet. In this turbulent era, he still has to take his two daughters to a safe place.He wiped away his tears, wrote his name on coffins, bricks, trees, stones and other places where he could write, and fled with his daughter.With the flames of war raging, he wanted to leave some clues, and he must take his wife back in the future.

It's just that the entire southern Jiangsu area was occupied at that time, and they couldn't find a place to live, so they had to venture back to their home in Suzhou.Suzhou is already a dead city, and there are Japanese soldiers looking for the flower girl everywhere. The two daughters had to change into men's clothes and shaved their hair. When the Japanese soldiers came to search, they hid in the haystack.

At that time, Yang Jiang's third aunt, Yang Yinyu, lived in Panmen, Suzhou.This weird woman is still courageous and upright. Having studied in Japan, she went to meet the Japanese military commanders more than once, accusing them in Japanese of conniving at the burning, killing, and looting of her subordinates. The Japanese military commander also ordered her subordinates to return the looted property.

Because of this courage, she was poisoned by the Japanese army.On January [-], [-], two Japanese soldiers tricked her to the top of the bridge, one shot her, and the other threw her into the river.When the two executioners found that she was still alive, they fired several more shots until the blood dyed the river red.It's just that this is a later story.

In the newspapers in Paris, they saw the scene of the broken mountains and rivers of the motherland, and they couldn't help feeling sad and angry.At this moment, Qian Zhongshu really felt Du Fu's gloomy and frustrating worries about the world, and wrote a poem "Sorrow":
The mountains of bones are full of Baicheng, and the cries of defeated ghosts are swallowed.

Knowing that it is better to pay more attention to death than to take death lightly, even if he predicts another life, he will cherish this life.

When the body turns into ashes, there is still hatred, and the sky is ruthless because of the accumulation of energy.

Aizhi's jades are all returned together, and I hope that Jiangnan's Fu will not be completed.

On the mountain of bones, ghosts cry and swallow, the people of the subjugated country, their lives are as cheap as ants.A patriot, as a national martyr, should have defended his family and the country and swayed his blood.But now, in Paris, which is far away, he can't command troops on the battlefield, nor can he burn jade and jade together, so he has nothing to do with the love of serving the country and the hatred of subjugation!
They didn't know about Yang's mother's death, because the family had been deliberately keeping it from Yang Jiang.It's just that she is sensitive and delicate, how could she not notice some clues?After moving to France, she always felt that her mother's voice was missing in the family letters, but she was unwilling to think about her mother's death.

In [-], just after the Spring Festival, she learned from her elder sister's letter that her mother had passed away last November.Yang Jiang recalled: "This is the first sad thing I have encountered in my life. I don't know what to do with the grief. I can only cry and cry endlessly. Zhong Shu tried every means to comfort me, but I relentlessly held back. I still remember that time misery."
At that time, she was still immersed in the joy of becoming a mother for the first time. The news of losing her mother was like a bolt from the blue, stabbing her heart.As the saying goes, when a daughter is a mother, she knows how to repay her mother's favor.She has already tasted the hardships and joys of being a mother, but this unrequited mother's favor has become her lifelong debt.

Fortunately, Zhong Shu was by her side, and fortunately, her pain was shared by her pillow.Later, when Yang Jiang recalled, she said with infinite emotion: "How happy I was at that time when I was able to cry freely in sorrow, and Zhong Shu comforted me in every possible way."
The belt is getting wider and I don't regret it, and I am haggard because of Yixiao.In [-], when they were studying in Paris, they missed their motherland and their relatives. Qian Zhongshu often sang this poem by Liu Yong to relieve his longing for home. The situation is not optimistic.

A catastrophe sweeping the whole world is quietly brewing.In [-], a civil war broke out in Spain, and then Germany and Italy launched an offensive against Spain, and then invaded the Czech Republic, Austria and other countries, and Europe began to be turbulent.At that time, although France had not been affected by the war, it was also affected by the economic crisis, which caused the depreciation of the franc.

In August [-], Hitler of Germany launched military exercises and implemented a comprehensive conscription plan, making final preparations for provoking a larger fascist war.France, which lives next to Germany, is naturally perilous, and the French are panicked about it.

Neither Qian Zhongshu nor Yang Jiang liked politics, but the situation was so compelling that they had to make a choice.This is the eve of the Second World War. Most of the territory of the motherland has fallen one after another. France is being eyed by Germany. What should they do?

During their studies at the University of Paris, they had intended to study for a degree and had already begun preparations for their doctoral dissertation.But now, France is not a place to stay for a long time. They have no intention of staying, and they just want to return to the motherland they miss.

It has been three years since I returned from afar, and it is difficult to learn from Wang Ni.

Stained with blood, I worry about becoming Chixian, returning to the sky and Huangquan.

Mayfly's life experience changed in Sangtian, and the court of ants Huai Guoquan.

I heard that the map has been updated, and Xiang Renqing is only old.

This is Qian Zhongshu's poem "Will Return" before returning to China.It's been three years since I left home last time, so many days and nights, my hometown has changed.It's better to go back, he pondered and worried, although the scholarship can be extended for one year, even though he hasn't got his doctorate yet, he should go back sooner.

Without further ado, returning home was on the agenda.However, due to the impact of the war in Europe, Chinese students studying in France returned to China one after another. It was hard to find a ticket for the cruise ship to return home. They traveled around and finally bought a third-class ticket through the University of Lyon.

(End of this chapter)