Xiang Xing Zi ── A Photo Collection of Xia Yunxiang Poetry Society during the Reform Movement of 1898.

1June 9, 898, July 2 1 day in Gregorian calendar, which is in midsummer, is a sunny day. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sun is like fire, which is the peak of the summer heat. However, there is a poetry club in Mengcheng. As the name implies, it is a group of talented women in the bookstore headed by Ziyun's sister, with more than ten people. Established for more than two years, the old man is incompetent. He was invited to join the club as a guest to ask questions. In their spare time, they recite poems to each other, take turns to sit in the village every month, each lead a topic, choose epigrams and set a theme. All poems are suitable. The rest compete with each other and learn from each other, which is very lively. By the end of the month, this is also an ordinary event. I missed each other for several months, so I chose this day. A group of talented women, with their families and children, gathered alone in a park in the western suburbs (another guest, Peng Jun, was absent), so as to solve each other's missing and take beautiful photos. It is also a place, with a mirror lake on the left, which is extremely eye-catching, with a wide field of vision, slightly sparkling and extraordinary; Looking back with low eyebrows, I can only see shallows, fine sand, green trees, low wooden bridges, water lilies, boating, snorkeling and floating, with a quiet atmosphere and a long poetry. On the right is a garden with tall trees, lush trees and green grass. Tourists choose a place to rest, or speak softly, or play with each other, carefree, quiet and serene. There is a stage in the middle, which rises from the ground, next to which tents are set up, tables and chairs are set, tea sets, sake and wine, food and fruits are readily available, and there are guqin elegant cases, silk string gold foils, Hanfu Han ornaments, thread-bound books and ink painting fans, which exchange time and space and cross the Song, Tang and Han Dynasties.

Fortunately, photographer and company drama director Zhang Yanjun has a solid foundation in oil painting and fine arts, so he learned to be proficient in photography. He is proficient in framing and lighting, human posture, smiling and guiding with his hands. The most important thing is that the photographer is humorous and makes people laugh. Taking turns shooting, the old man volunteered to take the reflector for lighting, and he also got the whole experience. Your talented woman, family and children are graceful, unrestrained, simple or naive; Others get together in twos and threes, chatting, dressing up, playing the piano for entertainment, children chasing each other, and so on. Personal photo, sitting around, spreading the topic, you come and go, you are in high spirits, and Zhang Dao is eloquent. Today, I will introduce it to Bo Gu and everyone, the art world; The old man was dull, but he nodded yes. Without saying a word, talented women are clever and witty, and they all gain a lot and are happy. At dusk, we will go back to the lake, the wooden bridge and the waterfront to take photos and look up together. Just as the sun sets, it is golden, the sky is full of sunshine, the red clouds are full of brocade, the green lake is covered with gauze, and the forest is covered with wisps, and the world is integrated, magnificent and domineering!

Hey! Born in the world, I admire the vastness of the universe and things are like chess. How can I live poetically if I just muddle through? I want to find a like-minded person, stand on tiptoe to sing in the mountains, have my own music in my heart, and my poems are full of flowing water. Is it soon! I am an old man, so I took the opportunity to write a poem Xing Xiangzi, and recorded five kind words of talented women in succession. What an honor! Thought preface, reading approval day: a little rue, lasting charm!

Xiangzi

-Photo collection of Xia Yunxiang Poetry Society in the 1898 Movement.

Tang Weibin

Sha Ting in the green field. Beaman lake pond. Piano books and skirts are flying. The skillful hand of the cinematographer captured the scenery in spring. My face is red, my teeth are white and my cheeks are yellow.

The top branches sway, the reed stems drag, and fall to the sunset and the Bahui Bridge. Mirror water in water waves, frequent makeup. It's stupid, charming and fragrant.

Xiangzi

-Tang Weibin, the rhyme of Xia Yunxiang's poetry society in the 1898 Movement.

Lu

An Zhiting Lan, Yashe and his party. Touch the lyre and tie it to your clothes. Who plays good cards, cups and articles. There are cherry red, melon white and tea yellow.

Jinyi jade exhibition, the group fan reflects the surface. Flowers on the temples and new makeup between the eyebrows. Affectionate amorous feelings, speak your mind in detail. Look at the lovely children, lovely daughters and flying birds.

Xiangzi (Qin Guanti)

-Xia Yunxiang's elegant collection of poetry society during the 1898 Movement, with rhyme as the body and Weibin as the companion.

Ma Xinyun

Hot summer days. Gather Cui and fly incense. Yiying, wandering in the suburbs. Broken bridge, clear water, silver wave. Enjoy the wind, boat and shade.

The ancient rhyme is new. The song is high. Many beautiful women, the piano means fragrance. Pick flowers and leaves and taste tea soup slowly. Worship Tang poetry and Liao poetry, Song poetry is far away, and Chinese style is light.

Xiangzi

-I still remember 1898' s centenary gathering of Xia Yunxiang poetry club, with the rhythm of Weibin dragonfly.

Rong Liwei

Elegant room smells like incense. Sister Tang Tang. Dahebin and Xin Ming Biography. Pan Lin freehand brushwork, poetry into the clothes. Draw lips like cherries, cheeks like apricots and clothes like hills.

Long voyage at night. Wild herons roam. Reflecting the golden and sunset by the bridge. Shadows dance with people and are light. Look at the ridge, the lotus root is a little, and the water is a little fuzzy.

Xiangzi

-1898 A small gathering of Xia Yunxiang's poetry club in the past 100 days, focusing on rhyme and Weibin.

Luo Xiaojun

Green is full of branches and cool. Yunran Xiazhuang. Gather beautiful women, tea is light and scholarly. The strings are plucked and the melody is long. There are eyebrows, clouds and temples, and Luo Shang.

Far Dai Lake pond. Overflow wave light. Water lilies and wind swept away the awns. On the bank of Hongqiao, the shadow is embedded in the sunset. Take leisure as fun and praise elegance as dance.

The green leaves of Eupatorium odoratum

-Ho, 20 18 Summer Party of Confucianism and Fragrance

Yoko Wong

The green leaves are swaying, and jasper is beautiful. Tianya Road, the center of the boundless desert dome. Wide sleeves swing, dance and fly. Han Fengru, Tang Fenghao, Song Fengxiang.

Jingjing in the past, Ran Ran is everywhere. Give Su Xuan a singing award and a chapter. Poetry is a mirror, and the sun and the moon compete for glory. * * * The joy of literature, the elegance of music and the length of rhyme.

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