Reading the forest breeds a feeling of admiration. It is amazing that there are such women in the world who are brilliant, beautiful and proud, and combine love with career. When the world is alive, light comes. If she had not been born at the wrong time, if she had not been a sick woman, and if her poems had been edited, people might have read a real poetess and a leading figure in the history of modern architecture today.

Lin

Lin, whose original name was 1904, was born in a bureaucratic intellectual family in Minhou, Fujian. His father, Lin Changmin, who studied in Japan in his early years, is a new figure. 19 16 entered Beijing Peihua Girls' High School. 1920 traveled around Europe with his father Lin Changmin from April to September, including London, Paris, Geneva, Rome, Frankfurt, Berlin and Brussels. In the same year, she attended St. Mary's Girls' School in London. 192 1 Returned to Peihua Girls' High School. 1923 participated in the activities of crescent society. From 65438 to 0924, he studied in the United States, entered the Academy of Fine Arts of the University of Pennsylvania, and took architectural courses. Graduated from 65438 to 0927 with a bachelor's degree in fine arts. In the same year, he entered the drama school of Yale University and studied stage art design in Professor G.P. Parker's studio. /kloc-0 married Liang Sicheng in Ottawa, Canada in March, 928. After marriage, he went to Europe to inspect architecture and returned to China in August of the same year.

After 1949, Lin did three great things in art: first, he participated in the design of the national emblem, second, he transformed the traditional cloisonne, and third, he participated in the design of the monument to the people's heroes, which made great contributions to the nation and the country. Unfortunately, her ambition paid off. 1, 1,1On the morning of April 5, she passed away at the age of 5 1.

Forest and architecture

Lin followed Ou's father to Europe when he was 0/6 years old, and lived in London for one year. Influenced by the female architect in the neighborhood, she decided to study architecture in the future. 1924, Lin and Liang Sicheng chose the Department of Architecture of Pennsylvania State University, because the Department of Architecture of Pennsylvania did not recruit girls at that time, and Lin transferred to the Academy of Fine Arts, but her major was architecture.

The author of Biography of Lin said that Liang Sicheng studied architecture because Lin likes architecture. Architecture is the cause of both husband and wife, and it is also the basis of emotional communication. From 1930 to 1945, their husband and wife traveled all over the country 15 provinces, more than 200 counties, and surveyed more than 200 ancient buildings. Many ancient buildings have gained the understanding of the world and the whole country through their investigation and have been protected since then. For example, there are stone bridges in Zhaozhou, Hebei Province, wooden pagodas in Yingxian County and Wukeji in Wutai Mountain. It is precisely because of several visits to Shanxi's ancient buildings that Liang Sicheng solved the structural mystery of China's ancient buildings and completed the interpretation of "architectural style". There is a photo of two people sitting together on the roof of the hall to pray for the New Year in the Temple of Heaven in Beijing. 1936, Lin proudly thought that she was the first woman in the history of China who dared to go to the palace to worship.

Papers on architecture mainly include Several Features of China Architecture, Miscellaneous Notes on Boxer Architecture (co-authored with Liang Sicheng), Introduction to Chapter 1 of Qing-style Building Rules, Introduction to Gold-dust Ancient Buildings (signed by Lin and Liang Sicheng), From Tianning Temple to Architectural Age Identification (signed by Lin and Liang Sicheng) and China.

Forest and literature

In terms of literature, she has written a lot in her life, including dozens of poems, such as You are April on earth, Who loves this endless change, Laughter, Qingyuan, One Day, Passion, Daydream and Fantasy. The drama "Mei Zhen and them"; The short story "Embarrassment". Ninety-nine degrees, etc Prose "Out of the Window", "A piece of sunshine" and so on. Among them, the representative works are You Are an April Day on Earth and the novel Ninety-nine Degree Middle School.

At that time, intellectuals were a minority in society and spiritual aristocrats, and women with good education and outstanding appearance like Lin were rare. She admits that she was brought up with bicultural education. English is an internal way of thinking and expression, an inspiration and a complete cultural world for her. The integration of Chinese and western cultures has created a "cultural forest emblem". She is a poet and has written dozens of poems in her life. She is obviously influenced by Xu Zhimo in her poetry creation, but she has her own characteristics.

Excitement and indignation

Lin

I want to seize this bold moment.

Calm, clear-headed

Drinking the sweet fresh dew of spring,

Wave the sword of thought,

Let's dance That glance is the sharpest.

Sharp, like snow in the wilderness

Shining in the cold light of the moon,

Spit out cold and exciting light; -yeah,

Cut off the lingering during this time,

An argument with obscene meshes,

Cut out flawless transparent film,

Look at you, pure beauty,

Naked majesty.

…………

Then step on it

Any peak climbs the white clouds.

And brocade-like light, in a

Changhong, overlooking the surging sea,

Under the quiet blue sky,

Write down my surprise and joy,

Give me the hottest tears,

My faith, sincerity and power of love,

Worship forever,

Worship before your beauty!

(May, Xiangshan)

delay

Lin

When all emotions

All converge into a sadness.

Such as small rivers, large rivers and confluence.

The boundless sea,-no matter

How to run, how to hover,-

There is a strong wind blowing on the river, and large and small stone eggs,

Several counter currents,

Small port, like

That life, unintentional peace.

Avoid the mainstream; emotional

Pingbo is getting more and more sad.

Stop, this Mercedes-Benz blood;

They don't have to be completely

Cause tears.

You might as well toss and turn a few times and return to the running water.

Despite all this confusion,

All this is to build logic.

Put desperate conclusions, a little bit.

Slow; Stall for time,-

Delay rational judgment,-

Will give pure emotion another hope!

A peach blossom

Lin

Peach blossom,

The purple of that tree,

Just like a sentence in spring:

The dewdrops are delicate and charming,

There are some.

If ling Hu' an,

Light caused by lobes,

More.

Breathe gently and evenly;

With a smile,

Intentionally or unintentionally

Full of expectations for life.

Look,-

That tremor is in the breeze.

She froze again, weakly,

On the thin lips of March

At first glance,

A glimpse of sentimental traces!

Sorrow in August

Lin

The white ducks are swimming in the yellow pond.

Sorghum stems are too high,

How to insert this beating heart,

A narrow road in the field, this August sorrow?

The hill was washed away by rain last night.

Leave another shadow to shine on the sun;

The sheep followed the shepherd into the village.

There is a well in the shade of a big tree, which looks like a heart!

Nobody said anything in August,

Summer has passed, and it is not autumn yet.

But I looked at the fields, the melons on the earth walls,

I still don't understand what life has to do with dreams. Untitled

Lin

When can I have it again?

Very quiet;

Dissolve and stand in the spring breeze,

Facing the mountain, facing the river?

When can I do it again?

Full of hope;

New green, whispering poetry,

Climb the tower and listen to the bell ring?

When, when, heart

To really understand.

The distance this time; Age of mountains and rivers;

Yesterday's silence, the bell

Yesterday's people

Why are you drawing shadows again today?

Cry for three brothers.

Thirty years of air combat.

Lin

Brother, I don't have a language suitable for the times.

Mourn your death;

This is the requirement of the times,

Easy, you gave it.

This cold and simple heroism is a poem of the times.

This silent glory is you.

If in this inevitable fact,

I paid more grief, and I wanted to shout,

That's-you know-

Because you left too early,

Brother, it's too early for your bravery,

Mechanically backward, your chances are too bad!

In three years, you were killed over Chengdu.

The changes in these three years,

If I tell you, don't be sad,

Because most of them are not our native countries,

But others move forward in the times,

Our souls are bleeding and blown to pieces.

We have allies, supplies and weapons,

Just what you want.

I remember, I remember how I was with you.

Discuss, discuss, count,

Every day you wait patiently,

Every day is empty, as slow as a camel!

Expelling the machine now is not your best day.

Driving the "Eagle 75"—

So stupid, so slow, ah, don't be sad, brother.

You did your best,

Never mind who misses you, the times can't be measured.

China is coming, and the night is waiting for the dawn.

Dude, I used so many ugly words.

This is a poem mourning you,

Believe how bitter my heart is and how dumb my throat is,

I know you're not coming back,

The blood of young people has been replaced by science;

China's sorrow will sink in my heart forever.

Oh, don't be sad. You can't give comfort when you are sad.

I think about it several times every day:

You have given all you have to your brother who went with you.

The same is true, give your life;

Everything that was once young; There is still a chance in the future,

Possible mature work, wisdom in old age;

Possible love, family, children, and so on.

Right to life and happiness; There is also a struggle for life!

Who are you paying so much for? You believe

How many people in China will be happy in the future?

Your head is more important than yourself; The Immortalizer

China's history needs to exist permanently in the world.

You believed it, you did it, and finally you handed it in.

I totally understand why I'm still crying for you.

Just because you are a child, you have left nothing for yourself.

I looked forward to your happiness when I was a child, and I looked forward to your peace in wartime.

Today, you have no children to worry about, and you need old-age care and comfort.

Thousands of people have forgotten who you died for!

Lizhuang 1934

Lin's feelings

In Lin's emotional world, there are three men, one is the architect Liang Sicheng, the other is the poet Xu Zhimo, and the other is the first-class scholar Jin who will never marry her.

Lin, 16 years old, traveled in Europe. During his stay in England, he met Xu Zhimo, who was studying in England at that time. At that time, Xu Zhimo was already the father of a two-year-old child. Lin of Seeds of Love was attracted by Xu Zhimo's profound knowledge, elegant speech and handsome appearance. Two talented young people fell in love passionately. Yin Hui loves Zhimo deeply, but the shadow of Zhimo's wife, Xiaoyi, has been lingering in her mind. After learning from a painful experience, she and her father returned home early and left without saying goodbye to Zhimo ... Xu Zhimo wrote to Lin's famous poem "Accidental": "I am a cloud in the sky/a wave occasionally projected on you. This is the best confession of Xu Zhimo's feelings for Lin. Love at first sight, go your own way rationally. This is a kind of pure feeling that is difficult to understand in the secular world.

After rational consideration, Lin agreed to the marriage arranged by her father and married Liang Sicheng, the son of Liang Qichao, a famous scholar. Under the arrangement of Liang Qichao, Lin and Liang Sicheng studied in Europe and America, specializing in architectural design. 1928, Lin and Liang Sicheng got married in the Consulate General of China, and Liang Sicheng's brother-in-law is the Consul General. After the marriage, Liang took good care of Lin, and the husband and wife devoted themselves to their beloved construction career. Lin has both the beauty and imagination of a poet and the meticulous and realistic spirit of a scientist. Their investigation and measurement of ancient buildings in Shanxi not only made great contributions to scientific research, but also made many national treasure ancient buildings buried in the wilderness of Shanxi begin to go global and become known to the world.

King is a philosopher and logician. 19 14 graduated from Tsinghua University, and then studied in the United States, Britain and other European countries. After returning to China, he mainly taught in Tsinghua University and Peking University. He never married. I have always loved Lin. Lin and Liang Sicheng hold salon parties at home almost every week, and Jin has always been a frequent visitor to Liang Salon. They have the same cultural background, similar interests and deep friendship, and live next to each other for a long time. Jin spoke highly of his character and talent, and took great care of him. Lin also admired and respected him, and the spiritual exchange between them was extraordinary. Even Liang Sicheng and Lin quarreled, but they also sought reasonable and calm money for arbitration. From beginning to end, Jindu controlled his feelings with the highest reason and loved Lin all his life.

After human beings entered the history of civilization, women have been submerged in the black hole of history. On the road of women's liberation, quite a number of female dreamers in China in the 20th century showed their independent character in the form of new literature, thus allowing us to see a beautiful life full of youth and times, which is different from the traditional "ivory beauty". Lin should be a very special one in this group. In the face of such a woman, if we still want to pester her emotions, then the philosopher Jin is said to be sincere in staying unmarried for life, which can best explain her mood. If we still want to remember her talent, then her poems and essays, as well as the works she finished with Liang Sicheng, are not enough to show the whole of her talent, because those witty words full of intelligence and spirituality have become absolute masterpieces. If we must remember her persistence and sincerity, then her lifelong illness and numerous ancient temples in the wilderness accompanied by Liang Sicheng's investigation are enough to prove that she is indeed a rare real woman. Today we are here to remember Lin.