Li Qingzhao’s Ci Yu

"Shu Yu Ci"

[Song Dynasty] Li Qingzhao

Nan Gezi

The stars in the sky are turning, and the human curtain (green) is hanging down . Liang Sheng's pillow was stained with tears. He got up to take off his clothes and asked what the night was like.

The green lotus pods are small, and the gold-pinned lotus leaves are sparse. Old weather and old clothes. Only feelings, not like the old home!

The tone fills the courtyard with fragrance

The fragrant grass pond, the green courtyard, the clear and cold evening shine through the window screen. Jade hook and golden lock, no matter if it is a guest. On the lonely table in front of you, I only worry about the ends of the world. Can you stay? The fermented wine is gone, but there are still pear blossoms.

In those days, I won a prize, burned my sleeves with incense, and divided the tea with live fire. As far as the eye can see, there are dragons and arrogant horses, and flowing water is like a light car. Don't be afraid of the violent wind and rain, just be able to make wine and make flowers. Nowadays, it is no longer a hug, it is like the old days.

Yu Jia Ao (Remembering a Dream)

The sky is connected with the clouds and waves, and the morning mist is connected, and the stars are about to turn and thousands of sails are dancing. It's like the dream soul returns to the emperor's home. Hearing Tian's words, he asked me diligently where I was going.

I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and I learned some amazing poems. Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng is doing his best. The wind stopped and the boat blew away the three mountains.

Ru Meng Ling (Jiuxing)

I often remember that the sun is setting in Xiting, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. I wanted to return to the boat late after my excitement, but accidentally fell into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.

Ru Meng Ling (Spring Festival Gala)

Last night it rained and the wind blew, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by the heavy sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

Dolly

Ode to White Chrysanthemum (Orchid Chrysanthemum)

The small building is cold, and the night is long and the curtains are drooped. Hate Xiaoxiao, ruthless wind and rain, rubbing (mixing) at night damages the Qiong muscles. It doesn't look like the imperial concubine's drunken face, nor does it look like Sun Shou's frown. Han Ling steals the fragrance, Xu Niangfu fans, don't compare it with the novel, take a closer look, Qu Ping Tao Ling, the charm is just right. The breeze rises, the fragrance brews, and the aroma is not reduced.

Autumn is gradually approaching, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, and I rely on people infinitely. It seems like sorrow is condensing, Han Fu is undressing, like tears are falling, Wan fan is writing poems. The bright moon is clear, the wind is clear, the smoke is thick and the rain is dark, the heavenly teaching is haggard and beautiful. Even though I cherish it, I don’t know how long I will keep it from now on. The favor is good, why should we remember it more? The east fence beside the river.

The Bodhisattva Man

The wind is soft and the sun is thinning (twilight). Spring is still early, and I am in a good mood with my shirt on. It's slightly cold when I wake up, and the plum blossoms on my temples are still intact.

Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you are drunk. It burns when lying down in water, but the fragrance has not disappeared and the wine has not disappeared.

Bodhisattva Man

The sound of returning home is broken and the clouds are green, and the snow falls from the window behind the back and the smoke from the furnace is straight. The phoenix hairpin at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the person with the hairpin head is lighter.

The sound of the horn urges the dawn to leak, and the color of dawn (Ji) returns to the cow fight. It’s hard to see the flowers in spring, but the west wind leaves behind the old cold.

Huanxi Sand

The amber in Mo Xu cup melts before it becomes intoxicating. Shu Zhongji should be late in the wind.

The fragrant Rui Nao fragrant quells the soul and dreams, and the golden bun is used to ward off the cold. When I wake up, the sky is red with candles.

Huanxi Sha (Spring Scene)

Spring is deep in the empty window in the small courtyard, and the heavy curtains are not rolled up and the shadows are heavy. Leaning on the floor, I was speechless and listened to the Yao Qin.

The clouds coming out of the mountains in the distance are urging dusk, and the gentle wind is blowing and the rain is making it light and overcast. It may be difficult to stop the pear blossoms from declining.

Huanxi Sha

In the cold spring weather, the jade furnace sinks into the water and curls up with residual smoke. Dreaming back to the mountain pillow, hidden flowers.

In the future, Haiyan will be fighting for grass, and Jiangmei will be past Yagyu. At dusk, the rain makes the swing wet.

Reminiscing about playing the flute on the Phoenix stage (boudoir love/parting)

The fragrant and cold golden hair was turned into a red wave, and no one had combed their hair when they got up. Ren Bao's dowry is covered with dust (covered with dust), and the sun goes up to the curtain hook. I'm afraid of idle sorrow and secret resentment (the bitterness of parting and parting), and there are so many things I can't even talk about. This year (new arrival), I am thin, not because of illness and wine, not because of a sad autumn.

In the Ming Dynasty (Xiuxiu), if you go back to Yangguan thousands of times, it will be difficult to stay. When I read the Wuling Spring Festival Gala (people are far away), the clouds lock the heavy tower (the smoke locks the Qin Tower). Remember (only) the green (flowing) water in front of the building, you should think of me and stare at me all day long. Where I stare, from now on I will be counting (adding) a new sadness.

A cut of plum blossoms (Farewell/Farewell)

The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.

The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just raised my eyebrows, but it comes to mind again.

Die Lianhua (sisters sent to the Changdong Hall in the evening)

The clothes are wet with tears and full of powder (the clothes are warm with tears), four (three) Die Yangguan, singing Heard it thousands of times. The mountain of human nature is long and the water is broken, and the gentle rain is heard in the solitary hall.

It’s sad to leave Fang Cun Chaos. Forgot to leave, the wine cup is deep and shallow. If you can pass the audio message to the wild geese, Donglai is not as far away as Penglai.

Die Lianhua (Li Qing/Spring Embrace)

The warm rain (sun) and sunny (gentle) wind are beginning to break the ice. Willow eyes and plum cheeks (Liu Runmei is light), I feel the heartbeat of spring. Who can be with the drunkenness and poetry? Tears melt into the remaining pink flowers.

First try the gold thread sewing on the shirt (clothes). The pillow on the mountain is tilted (the pillow is tilted), and the pillow is damaged. Holding one's arms alone is full of sorrow and no good dreams. It's still late at night and there are still lights and flowers.

Partridge Sky

The cold sun is rustling and the windows are locked, the phoenix trees should hate the frost at night. The wine shop prefers the bitterness of Tuancha, and the fragrance of Rui Nao is preferred when dreams are over.

Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk in front of Fenzun, and don't bear the yellow chrysanthemum on the east fence.

Xiaochong Mountain

Spring arrives in Changmen, and the grass is green, and the Jiangmei seeds are broken and not evenly bloomed. The green cloud cage (dragon) grinds the jade into dust.

Leave a dream at dawn (night), and break a spring (cloud).

The shadows of flowers weigh heavily on the door, and the sparse curtains cover the pale moon and dusk. In the second year, he lost to Dongjun three times. When I return, I intend to spend this spring.

Resentment to Wang Sun (appreciating lotus)

The wind blows on the lake and the waves are vast (the clouds lock the curtains of the heavy building at dawn), autumn is already dusk, and there are few reds and fragrant flowers. The beauty of the water, the mountains, and the intimacy with people are indescribable and infinitely good.

The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with green (clear) dew and apple blossoms. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back. They seem to hate you and return home early.

Linjiang Fairy

The courtyard is a little deep, and the cloud windows and foggy pavilions are often exposed. The calyx on the willow shoots becomes increasingly clear. The moling tree returns in spring, and the old people (guests) build the city of Kang (an).

There are so many things that I have done to appreciate the moon and the wind, but now I am getting older and have nothing to do. Who pities the haggard and withered. There is no point in trying out the lanterns, and I am in no mood to walk in the snow (the lanterns are empty and the flowers are empty, and parting is painful).

Drunk Flower Yin (nine days/Double Ninth Festival)

Misty and thick clouds (atmosphere/yin) worry about the eternal day, and Rui Nao disappears (sprays) the golden beast. The Double Ninth Festival is a good time, and the jade pillow is in the gauze cupboard, and the coolness (autumn/sorrow) is beginning to shine through in the middle of the night.

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way that I am not in ecstasy. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than (like) yellow flowers.

Good things are coming soon

The wind is still and the flowers are falling deep, and there are red piles of snow outside the curtain. Chang remembers that after the begonias bloom, it is the season of hurting spring (the season of hurting spring).

After the singing in the wine stall, the jade statue is in the sky, and the green jade is dark and bright. The soul's dream is filled with resentment, and there is even a cry.

Telling one’s true feelings

It’s too late at night to remove makeup, and the calyx (stamen) of the plum blossom is inserted into the broken branch. When you wake up from alcohol, your spring sleep is broken, and your dream of spring is far away, but you can’t return home.

The people are quiet, the moon is shining, and the green curtains are hanging down. The more the remaining stamens are removed, the more the remaining fragrance is picked up, the more time will be gained.

The clouds, the moon and the earth (color) are locked in thousands of layers. Even if they come and go, they will not meet each other.

The magpie (crane) rides on the star bridge, and we only see each other after many years. It is difficult to want to leave, to leave (to leave), to hate (to leave). Morning Glory and Weaver Girl are nothing but Li Zhong. It will be sunny for a moment, rain for a moment, and windy for a moment.

The sky is slow in the pot (Man Ting Fang/Spring Love)

The courtyard is in a desolate state, with slanting wind and drizzle, and the heavy doors must be (deeply) closed. Pampering willows, delicate flowers (orioles), cold food is approaching, and all kinds of annoying weather are coming. The rhyme of the poem is complete. Holding your head and sobering up, it is not a leisurely feeling. The levy (fei)hong is over, and it is difficult (who) to send all the worries.

It has been cold in spring for a few days upstairs. The curtains hang down on four (three) sides and the jade railings are leaning against. The cold incense will eliminate new dreams and awakenings (clear dreams), and you must not worry about others. The clear dew flows in the morning, and the new (sparse) tung trees are introduced, which brings out the feeling of spring. The sun (clouds) is high and the smoke is gathering. Do you think it will be sunny today (tomorrow)?

Wuling Spring (Spring Festival Gala)

The wind and dust and the fragrant flowers (spring) have all gone, and I am tired of combing my hair in the evening (dawn/fall). Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first.

I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.

The voice is slow (Autumn Love)

Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him and the night (dawn)?

The wind is coming in a hurry? The wild geese are passing by, even though they are sad, they are old acquaintances.

The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so important!

Tian Zi Picking Mulberries

Panana

Planting (who planted) a banana tree in front of the window? Yin fills the atrium, Yin fills the atrium. The leaves are heartfelt, the scrolls are relaxed (exhibition), and there is residual emotion (clearness).

It rains in the middle of the night on a sad pillow, every bit of it is desolate (Lin Fe), every drop of it is desolate (Lin Fe). People who are worried about losing Li (North) are not used to listening.

Breaking through the sand of Huanxi

I started to feel sick, and my temples were blooming. I lay down and watched the waning moon hanging on the window screen. Fry the cardamom tips into water and do not use them as tea.

It is a good place to relax with poems and books on the pillow. The scenery in front of the door is beautiful when the rain comes. I borrow flowers from many people all day long.

Qing Ping Le

Every year in the snow, I often insert plum blossoms to get drunk. I remove all the plum blossoms without any good intentions, which makes my clothes full of tears!

This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.

Pink lips (boudoir thoughts)

Lonely in the boudoir, an inch of the soft (sorrowful) heart is full of sorrow. Cherish that spring is gone, what time will the flowers rain?

Leaning on the railing, just without emotion! Where are people? There are fragrant trees (fragrant grass/fading grass) in the sky, and I can't see the way back.

Celebrating the Qing Dynasty Slowly

The bans and gates are kept low, and the carved (tong) railings are skillfully protected, so that they can monopolize the remaining spring. The guest is standing still and graceful, showing his innocence. After the flowers have passed, a new look will appear. Enchanting state (enchanting and gorgeous state), jealous of the wind and the moon, long-term death of Dongjun.

Beside the east city, on the south road, there is a competition to walk the incense wheel in the Hengchi Pavilion. When the feast is over, who can succeed Fangchen? In the better Mingguang Palace (hall), a few branches are close to the sun and evenly distributed. The golden statue fell, and I spent all my time (painting) candles, regardless of (love) the dusk.

The courtyard is full of fragrance (the courtyard is full of frost)

Broken plum blossoms

Spring is hidden in the small pavilion, the day is closed by the idle window, and the painting hall is infinitely deep and quiet. The seal incense is burned out, and the curtain hooks are cast under the shadow of the sun. Planting river plums by hand is getting better and better, so why bother to climb the tower next to the water? No one is here, and the loneliness is just like that in Yangzhou.

It has always been as beautiful as a rhyme, but it cannot bear the rain and cannot bear the gentle wind. Whose horizontal flute can play the heavy sorrow? Don't hate the fragrance and jade (snow) diminishing, you must believe in the truth and sweep away the traces (the traces sweep away) and stay in love. In an unspeakable place, there is a bright moonlight in a good window, and the sparse shadows are still romantic.

Yu Jie Xing (Lone Goose)

Rising up from sleep under the cane bed and paper tent, I have endless words and wonderful thoughts. The agarwood smoke is broken (intermittent) and the jade furnace is cold, accompanying my feelings like water. Three flute sounds, the plum blossom heart is broken, so much love in spring.

The gentle wind and the drizzle of rain brought down thousands of tears again. The flute player goes to the empty jade tower, and who is he leaning against with a broken heart? If you break a branch, there will be no one in the world or heaven to whom you can send it.

Note: This preface to "Mei Yuan" reads: "When people write poems about plum blossoms, they follow the common conventions. I will try to write one, and then I will know that the preface is correct."

Huanxi Sha (boudoir love)

The hibiscus on the embroidered curtain (face) smiles, and the precious duck leans against (flying) and kisses the fragrant cheeks. Only when the eyes are moved are people guessed.

On one side, there is deep charm and charm, and on the other side, there is tenderness and hatred. The moon moves and the shadows of the flowers come back again.

Huanxi Sha

The bun is too lazy to comb in spring, and the plum blossoms are falling in the courtyard in the evening breeze. The light clouds come and go and the moon is sparse.

The jade duck smokes the stove and the brain is busy, and the red cherry tent covers the tassels. Tong (Yi) rhinoceros also solves the problem of cold and nothing.

Resentment to the King and Sun (Twilight of Spring)

The dream is broken and quiet, and the sorrow is heavy and the wine is annoying. The treasure pillow is cold, and the green screen faces the dawn. Who sweeps the remaining red outside the door, the wind comes at night.

Where can the sound of the jade flute end? Spring has gone again, and I can't bear to miss my return date. I want to ask Xingjun about this feeling and hatred.

The Resentful King and Sun (Spring Evening)

The Spring Festival Gala in the Imperial Palace has a heavy gate and a deep courtyard. In front of the green grass steps, wild geese break off at dusk. Who spreads the message from far away upstairs? I hate you so much.

To be sentimental is to be troubled. It’s hard to put together a house, and it’s also cold food. Swings and alleys, people are quiet, the early moon is slanting, and pear blossoms are soaked.

Note: The above two poems by Zhao Wanli and Wang Xuechu are considered to be doubtful works according to Yang Jinben's "Cao Tang Shiyu" and other books. Tang Guizhang's "Quan Song Ci" believes that the poem for "Dili Spring Festival Gala" is by Li The poem "Dream Breaks and Leaks Quietly" is written by an unknown person. In recent years, Huang Mogu's "Reedited Collection of Li Qingzhao" is convinced that it is Li Qingzhao's poems.

Lang Tao Sha (boudoir love)

The wind outside the curtain at midnight blows away dreams without a trace. Who is the same person as the painter? I remember that the jade hairpin tilted the fire and the seal became empty.

Looking back at Zijin Peak, the rain is moist and the smoke (clouds) is thick. A river of spring water (waves) wakes up drunk. I left Luo Jin’s tears the day before yesterday, and played with Zheng Hong.

Note: This poem is written by Ouyang Xiu in the volume of "Continuation of Poems in the Caotang".

The Fisherman's Pride

It is known in the snow that spring has arrived, and the cold plum blossoms are dotted with beautiful branches. The fragrant face is half-opened and charming. In the courtroom, the beautiful woman takes a bath and washes off her new makeup.

Good fortune may be more intentional, so the moon shines brightly. ***The bounty is Shen Green Ant. Don't be drunk, this flower is not comparable to other flowers.

Die Lianhua (shangsi has summoned relatives)

The eternal night is miserable and there is little joy. Dream of Chang'an in the sky, recognize the road of Chang'an. In order to repay the good spring scenery this year, it is better to take pictures of the flowers and the moonlight.

The cups and plates are careless. The wine is delicious and the plum is sour, just like a person's embrace. Don't laugh when you are drunk and arranging flowers. Poor people are like spring.

Jade House Spring

Red Plum

The red plum blossoms are willing to break the Qiong Yao (buds) into pieces, and explore the southern branches to bloom all over the place? I don’t know how long it has been brewing (the fragrance), but I can see that it contains infinite meaning.

The Taoist looks haggard under the spring window, taking photos of the railings without leaning on them. Come and take a break if you want to take a look at it. It may not be possible tomorrow.

Yong Yu Le (Lantern Festival)

The setting sun melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, where are the people? The smoke from the dyed willows is thick (light), and the plum flute is played with resentment, and I know how much spring is coming. During the Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious and there is no wind or rain. Come to greet him, bring him a car and a BMW, and thank him for his wine, friends, and poets.

It is a prosperous day in Zhongzhou, and there is a lot of free time for the boudoir, so remember to focus on the three or five. Paved with emerald crowns, twisted with golden snow willows, and clustered with ribbons to help Chu. Now I am haggard, my temples are covered with wind and frost, and I am afraid of going out at night (afraid of going back to the flowers). It's better to go under the curtain and listen to people's laughter.

Reduced word magnolia

Selling flowers on the pole, bought a branch ready to bloom. The teardrops (dye) are light and even, with traces of dawn dew still visible.

Panlang guessed that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles. The hairpin on the temples is slanted, and the apprentice wants to teach the man to compare and look at it.

Recalling Qin E

Yong Tong

Linggao Pavilion, the chaotic mountains and plains are covered with thin smoke. The smoke is thin, the crows have returned, and at dusk I can smell the (blowing/remnant) horns.

The fragrance is gone and the wine is full of evil feelings. The west wind urges the parasol trees to fall. The parasol trees have fallen, but autumn colors are still there (sadness), and loneliness is still there.

Partridge Sky (Osmanthus fragrans)

Dark, light yellow, soft in nature, only the fragrance remains. Why should it be light green and light (dark) red? It is naturally the best among flowers.

The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums are ashamed, and the painting railings are open to crown the Mid-Autumn Festival. Scholars can be ruthless, why can't they come to an end?

Extended information:

Unconfirmed poems by Li Qingzhao:

Dian Crimson Lips (Swing)

I stopped playing on the swing and got up feeling sleepy Reorganize (rectify) slender hands. The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light.

Seeing someone (guest coming) coming, the gold hairpin slips out of the stocking. and walk away in shame. Leaning against the door and looking back, I sniff the green plum blossoms.

Note: This poem was written by Li Qingzhao in Volume 4 of "Ci Lin Wan Xuan" and Volume 5 of "Remaining Poems of All Dynasties". However, the author's name is not marked on the first volume of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" and "The Remaining Poems of Xucaotang". Don't mistake it for Su Shi and Zhou Bangyan's poems.

The Sapphire Case (Farewell)

Zheng'an didn't see the Handan Road, so don't go back in a hurry (mo go back in a hurry). How to survive the depression of autumn. Have a drink under the bright window and talk quietly under the dark light. It is the best place to linger.

When we meet each other, we will be hurt each other. Only (you) recite new poems (words) and strange sentences. The Yanxu family style is approved by the people. Now I am haggard, but I still shed tears, just like the yellow plum rain.

Note: This poem was written by Li Qingzhao in Volume 7 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian", Volume 44 of "Remaining Poems of All Dynasties", and Volume 1 of "Ci Pu". However, Tang Guizhang, Wang Xuechu, and Zhao Wanli are suspected of not being Li Ci because the first volume of the second volume of the "Collection of Han and Ink" in the Yuan Dynasty edition of the "Collection of Han and Ink" is not marked with the author's name.

Picking mulberry seeds (meaning of summer)

A burst of wind and rain came in the evening, washing away the scorching light. Put aside the music, but put on light makeup on the water chestnut flowers.

The crimson silk threads are thin and the ice is shiny, and the snow is greasy and crispy. Laughing at Tan Lang, the gauze pillow is cool tonight.

Note: This poem was written by Li Qingzhao in Volume 4 of "Ci Lin Wan Xuan" and Volume 10 of "Remaining Poems of All Dynasties". The second volume of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" contains Kang Yu's poems.

Huanxisha (Spring Dusk)

The sky above is sunny and green, and the grass in front of the building reaches the end of the world. Sad (advise you) don't go to the highest ladder.

The new bamboo shoots have become the bamboos under the hall, and the fallen flowers have fallen into the mud of the bird's nest. I can bear to listen to the cuckoo singing in the forest.

Note: This poem is included in the "Shyu Ci" version of "Poems and Poems Zazu". Volume 25 of Zhu Zhuyuan's "Ci Zong" and volume 7 of "Old Poems of All Dynasties" are all composed by Li Qingzhao. One of Zhou Bangyan's poems can be found in the first volume of "Cao Tang Shi Yu" and "Pian Yu Ji".

Langtaosha (boudoir love)

Suyue has a small waist and cannot bear to hurt spring. New evening makeup under the shadow of sparse plum blossoms. What does Niao Niao Ting Ting (Ping Ping) look like, the light clouds on the first floor.

The song skillfully moves the red lips, and every word is charming and angry. The deep path (place) of the peach blossom leads to Tianjin. I look forward to the clear night moon in Yaotai, and it still shines on the wheel of return.

Note: This poem is included in the "Shyu Ci" version of "Poems and Poems Zazu". Li Qingzhao's poems were composed in the first volume of "The Remaining Poems of the Caotang" and the twenty-sixth volume of "The Remaining Poems of All Dynasties". The fifth volume of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" is composed by Zhao Zifa.

殢人洁 (feeling the plum blossoms in the back pavilion)

The jade is thin and fragrant, the sandalwood is deep and the snow is scattered. This year, it is (late) to hate and explore plum blossoms. In Jianglou and Chu Pavilion, the clouds are free and the water is far away. The clear day is forever, leaning on the railing and the green curtain is rolled down.

When the guests arrived, Zunzhong (in front) was full of wine. The singing is endless, the water flow and the clouds are broken. The southern branches can be inserted, but they need to be pruned frequently. Don't wait until you hear Qiang Guan in the west building.

Note: This poem was composed by Li Qingzhao in Volume 7 of "Flowers and Grass Collection" and Volume 43 of "Remaining Poems of All Dynasties". Volume 9 of "Meiyuan" does not indicate the author's name.

Linjiang Fairy (Plum)

The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring. For whom have you become haggard and thin (lost) your beauty? It’s good to have clear dreams at night, and it should be from Nanzhi.

The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful, and the Qiang pipes in the south tower stop playing. Who knows when the strong fragrance opens (blows). The warm wind blows late, don't wait until the apricot blossoms arrive (fat).

Note: This poem was written by Li Qingzhao in Volume 7 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" and Volume 38 of "Remaining Poems of All Dynasties". Volume 9 of "Meiyuan" contains a poem by Mrs. Zeng's son announcing his wife (that is, Mrs. Wei). However, "Yuefu Yaci" did not include this poem under Mrs. Wei's name.

Break the Huanxi sand

Crush the gold into thousands of bright spots (light), and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. His demeanor and spirit are as vivid as Yanfu's.

How vulgar are the plum pistils? Thousand knots of lilacs are bitter and crude. It makes people dream about thousands of miles, but it is ruthless.

Note: This poem is composed by Li Qingzhao in Volume 4 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian". Many people believe in it. However, Huang Mogu pointed out: "The meaning of the words is shallow and not similar to Qingzhao's works. Moreover, Qingzhao's poems about plum blossoms are deeply affectionate. There is a sentence of 'This flower is not compared with other flowers', and this poem goes like 'Why are plum blossoms so common because they have so many stamens? ', it is not clear from Qingzhao's work. "The words are quite knowledgeable, so I will follow them and delete them here.

Rui Partridge

Double Ginkgo

The charm and grace are not quite there, but the sweet orange in front of you can be a slave. Who can pity me who lives in the rivers and lakes, whose jade bones and ice muscles refuse to wither?

Who taught you how to pick branches with stems and stems together? After being drunk, Emperor Ming relied on Taizhen. The layman is really interested in breaking it apart. He wants to sing the new flavor of the two families.

Note: This poem is only found in Volume 6 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian". Zhao Wanli said: "In the two volumes of Yu Zhen's poems, there are very few poems that are connected to the leaves." He also said that this word "is very similar to a seven-character quatrain, and it is inconsistent with the style of "Rui Partridge"." Huang Mogu pointed out: "The third sentence in the first part has the syntax of 'Who pity', but it is changed to use 'Who teaches', and the meaning of the words in the upper and lower parts is incoherent." Both theories are insightful. It is hereby deleted and attached hereto.

Like a dream

Who sits alone with a bright window, I have two shadows. When the lights are dim, the shadows also cast away people. Without that, without that, I am so anxious.

Note: This poem was composed by Li Qingzhao on the volume of "The Sequel to the Poems in the Thatched Cottage". Volume 1 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" and Volume 5 of Sheng'an's "Ci Pin" are both composed by Xiang Feng.

Pin Ling

The remaining red color is scattered, just like rouge. In the spring of the year, the willows fly lightly and the bamboo shoots add new bamboo. Sitting in a lonely boudoir, facing the greenery of the small garden.

The arrival is not enough, the wanderer is disappointed, and the return date is short. When he was young, he had a dream (dream soul). He still arrived thousands of miles away, and the creek in the city was winding. There should be Lingbo, and the eyes of the old friends should be left.

Note: The original proofread of this poem says: "See the unengraved version of Suigu Pavilion and "Huicao Cui Bian", one of which was written by Zeng Gonggun." The seventh volume of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" was composed by Li Qingzhao, with lyrics written by Zeng Zeng Gong Gong. The second volume of Zeng Zhen's "Yuefu Ya Ci" is also composed of Zeng Gonggun's poems, but there are different texts, and the first two sentences are completely different.

Pin Ling

The heavy rain scares the autumn dawn, this year is relatively early, and the autumn wind is early.

One cup and one chant, but don't let the evening breeze shine. It's a pity that the lotus has withered and the lotus room is still small.

Tingpingan grass, how to call it, it is a good person. Some words are waiting for Zui Zhe and Lotus to ask. Road and lotus, people are always older than last year.

Note: This poem is composed by Li Qingzhao in Volume 9 of "Ci Pu". Volume 7 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" does not indicate the author's name.

Longevity

Birthday in Nanchang

Welcome to the slightly cold weather. Looking at the sun, the six-leaf steps are showing their first show. The love scene wants to hang a hibiscus, but the remaining silver arrows are thrown back into the bucket. On this occasion of celebrating Gao Hong, a bright pearl was cut off in my palm. If you have good looks and good qualities, you will meet a good wife. Up to now, the hall is filled with nobles and nobles.

Glory, walking in the Forbidden City, with gold medals and green ribbons. It is more valuable that Tangdi is connected with Yin, tiger is in charge of Xiongshi, and Jiahe is guarded separately. Kuang Qingyun is close at hand, and after entering Chengming day and night. Look at the colorful clothes competing for offerings, the orchids are ashamed of the jade wine. I wish you a long life, and use the pine tree to wish you longevity.

Note: This poem is only found in Volume 6 of "Jiejiang Gang", and the original title was written by Mrs. Yi An. However, people in the Song Dynasty have never seen anyone call Li Qingzhao this way, and the style is also very different from Qingzhao, so it is doubtful that it was written by Li.

Partridge Sky

Spring Boudoir

The orioles and the smell of tears flow on the branches, and the marks of old cries are among the new ones. There is no news about fish and geese (birds) in one spring, and the dream soul is tired of traveling thousands of miles away.

Without a word, I arranged for Fang Zun to remain heartbroken until dusk. As soon as the sun shines on the lamp, the rain hits the pear blossoms and the door is closed.

Note: The original version of this poem, "Shyu Ci", has this word in the Maochao version. However, the fifth volume of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" and the twenty-seventh volume of "Old Poems of All Dynasties" both contain Qin Guan's poems.

The Sapphire Case (Spring Nostalgia)

Spring comes a few times a year, and it’s already over, three or three. Green, dark, red, and bright colors can be a problem. In the green poplar courtyard, there is no warm wind curtain, and there is a person who is haggard.

Buy flowers and wine in Chang'an City, and compete with each other to see peaches and plums in the mountains. It’s not in vain that the east wind blows away guests’ tears. It's hard to express my love, and my dream has no basis, so I can only return.

Note: The original version of this first edition contains this word. However, Volume 7 of "Hua Cao Cui Bian" and Volume 45 of "Old Poems of All Dynasties" are both written by Ouyang Xiu.

New lotus leaves

The dew is thin at the beginning of the day, the long night is full, and the eternity is over. The towers around the water are towering and towering. Zhilan is a symbol of longevity, and the hairpins and wats fill the garden. The flowers are soft and jade is pure, and there is no Pingting in the cup.

The crane is thin and the pine is green, and the spirit competes with the autumn moon. Virtue articles, Suchi's reputation is rising day by day. Although he is a minister, he is not proud of being a high-ranking official. The stone must rise to save the world's common people.

Note: This poem has never been recorded. Kong Fanli's "Supplementary Collection of Complete Song Ci" was recorded according to volume 25 of "Shi Yuan", and the original title was written by "Li Yian of the Song Dynasty". But the style is different, I don't know if it is Li's work, I recorded it for reference.

About the author:

Jushi Yi'an, a native of Zhangqiu, Qizhou (now Shandong).

His father, Li Gefei, was a famous scholar at that time, and his husband, Zhao Mingcheng, was an epigrapher. In his early days, he lived a prosperous life, and together with Mingcheng, he devoted himself to the collection and arrangement of calligraphy, painting and inscriptions. Jin soldiers invaded the Central Plains and lived in the south. Mingcheng died of illness and was left alone.

In the early stage, the poems he wrote mostly wrote about his leisurely life, and in the later stage, he often lamented his life experience, with a sentimental mood, and some also revealed his longing for the Central Plains. In terms of form, he makes good use of line drawing techniques, creates his own channels, and uses clear and beautiful language.

The argument emphasizes the law of association, advocating elegance and emotion, and puts forward the saying "don't be the same family" in lyrics, and opposes the method of writing poetry. He was also capable of poetry, but not much remains. Some of his chapters are timely and historical, and his words are generous, which is different from his style of writing. There are "Collected Works of Yi An" and "Yi An's Ci", which have been lost. Later generations have a compilation of "Shu Yu Ci". Today there is "Li Qingzhao's Collection and Annotations".

Written by Li Qingzhao of Song Dynasty. Yi An, a layman named Qingzhao, was born in Jinan. The Minister of Rites pointed out that the daughter of Li Gefei, who was imprisoned in Jingdong, was also the wife of Zhao Mingcheng, the prefect of Huzhou. Qingzhao Gong's poems and essays are especially famous for his ci.

Hu Zai's "Tiaoxi Yuyincong Hua" said that no matter how suitable Zhang Ruzhou was, he would soon turn against him. There is a notice in Shangqi where Houyun said: "The late scene of the mulberry tree is incompatible with the low-level talent of the mediocrity." All the posters laughed at it. Now its introduction is contained in Zhao Yanwei's "Yunlu Manchao". Li Xinchuan's "Records of the Years Since Jianyan" contains details of the lawsuit he had with his later husband. This volume was published in Mao Jin's "Ji Gu Pavilion". His anecdotes are included at the end of the volume, but this chapter is omitted to cover up the taboo.

Chen Zhensun's "Shulu Jieti" contains one volume of Qingzhao's "Shuyu Ci", and it is also written in five volumes. Huang Sheng's "Selected Poems of Hua'an" is called "Shuyu Ci" in three volumes. None of them are passed on now.

This version contains only seventeen poems, and is accompanied by a preface to the Records of Jinshi, which was compiled and compiled by later generations. It is no longer the same as before. The details contained in his "Preface to the Records of Jinshi" and the engraving are quite different. Gai copied it from "Rongzhai Wubi", but it is not complete.

Qingzhao refers to a woman, and the style of the poem is Kangyi Zhou and Liu. Zhang Duanyi's "Gui'er Collection" highly recommends his "Yong Yu Yu Le" and "Autumn Poems with a Slow Sound", thinking that such writing style in the boudoir is almost a temporary style, and good is not empty beauty. Although there are not many poems, it cannot be saved without treasure. It is a great example of poets.

Shu Yu Ci-Baidu Encyclopedia