金陵十二钗,各负前缘,各承使命,降生在这软红十丈的人间。不同的是,正册诸芳生处花柳繁华,得享钟鸣鼎食;又副册众女儿亦守在小小角隅,演绎悲喜一生。唯有她,茕茕一身,几被遗忘,又副册里一夜脆黄的纸张,便注定她渡尽劫波,一生坎坷。但你若问她,此生苦否?她定会噙着浅笑,无言一如清秋菱叶,月下白莲。一逐流旁人想起香菱,总禁不住扼腕,叹一句“真应怜”。我想起香菱,只觉雪飞炎海,心下清凉, Twelve hairpin Jinling, the forefront of the negative, each bearing mission, born in this soft red ten feet of the world. The difference is that the book is framed in the blessing of flowers and willow, enjoy Zhongming Ding food; and his daughter also keep the sub-corner in a corner, the interpretation of sad and happy life. Only she, all alone, a few have been forgotten, and vice book overnight crisp yellow paper, they doomed her to make robbery, life bumpy. But if you ask her, is this life bitter? She will smile with a smile, silent as clear autumn leaves, white lotus under the moon. One by the flow of people remembered Xiangling, can not help but hold back, sighed “really should be pity ”. I think of Hong Ling, only feel Xuefei Yanhai, heart cool,