Why did Jia Mu choose Xue Baochai?

Yes, they must think that Xue Baochai is more suitable as a wife. In the eyes of many people, Lin Daiyu was born as a "love animal" and was not suitable for the marriage of daily necessities. Grandmother Jia was anxious to arrange the marriage between Baoyu and Daiyu, so as not to let them be together. On the contrary, I want to separate lovers. She doesn't really like it, but really appreciates Daiyu's personality: "Although Lin's good habits are also his strengths, it is not because of this idea that I match Lin with him. Besides, Miss Lin is so weak that she may not live long. " She loves Baochai, "just a precious girl." In fact, this sentence also touched Mrs. Wang's heart: "Not only the old lady thinks so, but we also think so. But Miss Lin must tell him about her family. Otherwise, the girl's parents are old, which one has nothing on her mind? If you were really selfish with Baoyu, if you knew Baoyu had set up a treasure girl, it wouldn't have happened. " Choose Baochai or Daiyu for your precious grandson? This in itself measures the closeness and alienation of Jia Mu. Grandmother Jia thinks Baochai is more in line with her wish to be close to her relatives. Daiyu is still a little far from grandma's heart. No wonder Lady Jia prefers Baochai, and so does Lady Wang. How many people in the whole Grand View Garden really like and appreciate Daiyu? Why did the Lady Dowager separate Jia Baoyu from Lin Daiyu? ■ Zhu Hong Why did I say that Lin Daiyu died of heart disease or lovesickness? Because she's been in fights before. The severity is almost equivalent to death once. She overheard Xueyan and Zijuan secretly talking about Baoyu's engagement under the platform outside the door. Uncle Wang, a relative of Dongfu, is the matchmaker. "What kind of magistrate is he, with good family resources and talent?" "Dai jade a cavity worry, and eavesdropped on the thin snow geese, although don't understand, but listened to the seven and eight, like a body in the sea, focused, should be the day before yesterday's dream, sorrow, heap to the heart. It's better to die early, and don't plan everywhere, so as not to see unexpected things, which will be boring then. I also thought I lost my parents' suffering. From then on, I collapsed day by day, and for several years, I should have been totally clean. I made up my mind. I didn't cover the quilt, didn't add clothes, just pretended to sleep ... I didn't eat dinner ... Zijuan opened the curtains and saw that she was asleep and the bed was pushed to her feet. In case she catches cold, gently cover it. Daiyu didn't move, but she took it off when she went out. "This kind of self-abuse is simply looking for trouble. Get up early in the morning, don't call people, just sit alone and stare at yourself in the mirror. " Tears are intermittent, and Ropa is already soaked. "After a long time, I will just freshen up." The tears in that eye are always dry. Seeing that he got up so early and wanted to write scriptures, Zijuan advised him not to worry too much. "。 See what Daiyu said: "No, just finish it early. Besides, I don't write for boredom, not for classics. After you see my handwriting, you will see my face. "As I spoke, tears flowed down." Daiyu has made up her mind. From then on, she deliberately collapsed, and the tea and rice were unintentional. Lose weight every day. After half a month, my stomach became thinner and thinner, and sure enough, I couldn't eat any porridge. "Not only that, Daiyu also had a serious illusion:" What I hear every day is like Baoyu's wedding, and the people I see in Hongyi's yard, whether up or down, are also like Baoyu's wedding. Aunt Xue came to see that Daiyu became suspicious as soon as she saw Baochai. I don't want visitors at all, and I won't take medicine, as long as I die quickly. "In particular, I have auditory hallucinations:" In my sleep, I often hear someone calling Grandma Bao Er. Doubt turned into a snake shadow. One day it turned out to be a perfect grain, and I didn't drink porridge. I'm tired. I'm tired. I'm dead. My last composition speculated that Daiyu was prone to depression. I posted it on Sina blog, and some netizens commented against it, saying that depression can only be considered if you commit suicide. Daiyu not only had auditory hallucinations and hallucinations, but also became more suspicious. She really wanted to commit suicide. It is clearly written in the book: "After Daiyu made up her mind to commit suicide, she gradually became exhausted, and one day she was absolutely exhausted." Not only was she looking for sick students, but she also committed suicide by hunger strike. There is only a little breath left. Xueyan, a girl around me, thinks this is the scene of death. Seriously ill, it seems that Daiyu is dead, but miraculously recovered. Just as I was dying, I overheard the waiter tell Xueyan that Baoyu's engagement with the magistrate had been ruined: "The old lady has someone in her heart, right in our garden ... The old lady has always wanted to get married, and it's no use talking!" Daiyu recovered immediately and asked for water to drink. "I realized that the things in front of me had been discussed but failed. I also said that the old lady's idea was to get married. Who lived in the garden instead of herself? Therefore, when I think about it, the cathode is alive, and my brain feels refreshed. The mystery in Daiyu's heart has been broken, and naturally she doesn't want to die first. " Look, just because I heard a sentence, I want to live again. What disease do you think this is? This is a kind of heart disease, isn't it? It has been admitted in the book: "Heart disease can only be cured by heart medicine in the end, and it takes someone to tie the bell to solve it." Xueyan thinks that Daiyu's illness is strange, good and strange. It is not surprising that Zijuan feels sick, but strange: "I think Baoyu and that girl must be married, so they say' too much trouble' and' the wedding stick can't be beaten back'." From this point of view, the two of them seem to be a perfect match ... That year, I said that Miss Lin would go back to the south, so that Baoyu didn't worry, and the family turned upside down. Now, in a word, this is dead. "Everyone is very strange about Daiyu's illness, and there are many discussions about it. Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Wang are puzzled. Only Jia Mu guessed 89 points. She saw that this strange disease of Lin Daiyu was related to Jia Baoyu. Jia Baoyu is the heart of Lin Daiyu and the root of her heart disease. Grandma Jia thinks that although the children have been together since childhood, they are still put together. After all, it is indecent. Although Mrs. Wang thinks that "Miss Lin is a schemer", she speculates that Lady Jia means: It's time to take care of their affairs. Grandmother Jia was anxious to arrange the marriage between Baoyu and Daiyu, so as not to let them be together. On the contrary, I want to separate lovers. She doesn't really like it, but really appreciates Daiyu's personality: "Although Lin's good habits are also his strengths, it is not because of this idea that I match Lin with him. Besides, Miss Lin is so weak that she may not live long. "She loves Baochai," just a precious daughter. " In fact, this sentence also touched Mrs. Wang's heart: "Not only the old lady thinks so, but we also think so. But Miss Lin must tell him about her family. Otherwise, the girl's parents are old, which one has nothing on her mind? If you were really selfish with Baoyu, if you knew Baoyu had set up a treasure girl, it wouldn't have happened. No wonder Lady Jia loves Baochai, and Mrs. Wang loves Baochai. "。 How many people in the whole Grand View Garden really like and appreciate Daiyu? She is too young, too snowy, too difficult to blend into the secular crowd, too difficult to be intimate. She is as lofty and aloof as a neat freak, and she is simply different in this wine and meat door. I can't rub it together. Choose Baochai or Daiyu for your precious grandson? This in itself measures the closeness and alienation of Jia Mu. Grandmother Jia thinks Baochai is more in line with her wish to be close to her relatives. Daiyu is still a little far from grandma's heart. Daiyu was jealous of Baochai before her death, but she didn't hate Baochai before her death, which is also correct. Only by relying on Baochai herself, she did her best. Without the support of Grandmother Jia, Lady Wang and Wang Xifeng, it would be impossible to separate Baoyu from Daiyu and take Baoyu away. Unless, unless Baoyu changed his mind. How impossible it is! Alas, Lin Daiyu believed it. She shouldn't resent Baoyu for betraying her trust. She should regret not trusting Baoyu enough. But she can't help it if she doesn't believe it. The fact is there: Baoyu married Baochai's new house, and the orchestras rang, and the sound of incense and music was looming in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion where Daiyu was alone ... Listen or not? Unconditional love is romance. Romantic love is not only a feast of youth, but also a torture of youth. The banquet must break up, and breaking up is torture for those who don't want to break up. The love between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu is not an isolated case. So is Liang Zhu. Daiyu buries flowers. Buried by flowers again. Liang Zhu has become a butterfly, and her hope for the afterlife proves that love transcends death. People who love each other will die, but love will not. Love is higher than life and death. This is true spiritual love without any dust. In the history of western literature, similar to A Dream of Red Mansions, Shakespeare wrote Romeo and Juliet, and Goethe wrote Young Werther ... all of them set off the wonderful love with suicide or death, which is both beautiful and dangerous. Thousands of roads and lines in A Dream of Red Mansions invisibly highlight "the troubles of young Baoyu". Daiyu's love for Baoyu is simply suicidal love, and it is a kind of chronic suicide, which causes her to burn out as quickly as lamp oil. Why do we still admire Daiyu? Because we can't. Failure doesn't mean that we don't appreciate it: we admit that the highest form of love is uncontrollable burning. This spontaneous combustion creates light and heat that are rare in this world. Love is one step closer to tragedy and one step closer to myth. People who dare not love also need the comfort of love myths. I need the love of others to warm myself. At this point, most people are no better than Baochai. Baochai knows how to cool love with reason until it becomes a cost-effective transformation. She loves Baoyu, especially the social value and material benefits attached to jade. The latter can satisfy her vanity and even realistic demands better than the former. This is our own tragedy: from an aesthetic point of view, we will all appreciate Daiyu like Jia Baoyu and stand on her side. Once we are not bystanders, but as parties, we can re-understand Baochai and think like Baochai. It is tantamount to agreeing with Baochai. Our own tragedy is actually more pitiful than Baoyu and Daiyu. When a series of articles I wrote about Lin Daiyu were serialized on Sina blog, some netizens left a message: Lin Daiyu is beautiful, but she is not suitable for being a wife. Yes, they must think that Xue Baochai is more suitable as a wife. In the eyes of many people, Lin Daiyu was born as a "love animal" and was not suitable for the marriage of daily necessities. They, even I, think it's right. But why doesn't Jia Baoyu see it this way? Why does Jia Baoyu just want to marry Lin Daiyu, and he wants to live and die together? This is precisely the reason why Jia Baoyu stands out from the crowd, and it is also the result of his light practice and empty life values. This is also the essential reason why we laity can't be Jia Baoyu. We live too sober, as sober as Xue Baochai, and can't do a dream of red mansions. Xue Baochai not only represents herself, but also represents almost everyone except Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, including you and me. It is because of Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu that the book Dream of Red Mansions looks young. Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu will never change, never get old, and A Dream of Red Mansions will always be young. Without these two men, A Dream of Red Mansions is not a "youth novel", but a street novel. Romanticism did not sublimate, realism came and realism went. The people inside and outside the Jia family seem to be no different from those around us. We have everything around us except Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. But they are the soul of A Dream of Red Mansions. Our time has lost such a soul. Each of us has had youth. But each of us subconsciously eliminated the "genetic gene" of Jia Baoyu or Lin Daiyu in our bones: this unrealistic soul is very troublesome in reality. Only when reading novels and movies, we don't have to restrain our desire for romance. Pay tribute to the poetic soul beyond reality in the distance. But we don't want it to really fall on us. This is the complex feelings of generations of readers towards Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. Well, at least we still have feelings for Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. Because they have selves that we can't or dare not do. Compared with Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, it is not only Xue Baochai who looks young and sophisticated, but we never seem to be really young. (Lin Daiyu) The joys and sorrows of Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu in the book are probably when they were fifteen or sixteen years old. The era in which they lived, the time when Cao Xueqin wrote A Dream of Red Mansions, and the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty are all ancient to us. Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu, and even Cao Xueqin, who wrote A Dream of Red Mansions, commented on the red inkstone in A Dream of Red Mansions, which is already regarded as ancient to us. But they are still younger and more emotional than us. We, after all, just readers who are aging before they get old, open a dream of red mansions in an attempt to relive the youth that we seem to have had and never had. Real youth has been taken away by Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu. Our youth lacks dreams, just some leftovers. Good dreams have been finished by others and the ancients. We deceive ourselves with the dreams of our predecessors to cover up the fact that we dare not dream in an era that is too realistic. I can't dream anymore. We have lost the ability to dream. Dreaming should be the patent of youth. It seems that we have never been young. I don't dream either. I have to be here, like an out-of-date fortune teller, worrying about the past and interpreting dreams is a mirage. Can you trust someone who has never had a dream to interpret it? You'd better not believe it. Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu are getting farther and farther away from us. In other words, we are getting farther and farther away from Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu and their dreams. to be continued