Ten Poems by Wang Mian

Seven laws of mourning for Mr. Wang (2)

Wang Yuan cotton

What does my husband think of Zizhi's eyebrows now?

The weather is gloomy and the galaxy is miserable, and the southern spring is cold and the vegetation is sad 2.

Political affairs spread openly to the two provinces and talked about various departments.

With so many relationships, the green man's tears also hung down.

The third of the seven ways to mourn Mr. Wang

Wang Yuan cotton

In March, Yanshan listened to Zigui, and the memories made me cry.

Although the cause can be public, it is a pity that the article is not timely.

First frost is sad, the windows are bright and clean, the piano is cold and sad, and the bright moon sword is sad and sad.

Wan Li's feelings are different. Looking back at the spring breeze, who do you say to?

The Seven Laws is one of them.

Wang Yuan cotton

June frost in Luanshui City, yellow grass outside Donghuamen.

When the standard is moving, a thousand people point to it, and when the axe is bright, a thousand horses are busy.

The green elephant will not pass the national seal, and the purple camel will only lead the old yurt.

Zhu Lang couldn't understand the evil of dust and fought for the red door to enter the chapter.

The seven laws are the second thing.

Wang Yuan cotton

White grass and yellow sand are divided into wild colors, and ancient and modern sorrow and resentment are full of Kun.

Hong Fei gradually came to the frontier fortress, and the cold snow fell on the thistle gate.

The scenery is bleak, so what about human feelings?

If you know the machine, there will be dry mulberry water, and there will be mud before you enter the sky.

Lv Qi Ji Meng

Wang Yuan cotton

/kloc-On the evening of October 30th, Meng Qing suddenly went home.

Tell your mother about the world slowly and ask her what she does.

Trimming bamboo before the court does not change color, and all the old plums on the stream are in flower.

Sitting on the mountain window listening to the tea tripod, I miss the wind and rain.

Lv Qi Huiyou

Wang Yuan cotton

Last night, the north wind shook the earth and the sword flashed snow.

Read the hero's tears, and pour your feelings when you drink.

When we meet, we should talk about the guests, which is worthy of the former alliance.

Han Jiajiu 'an, why only talk about Jia Sheng?

Lv qi Guo Yu pu

Wang Yuan cotton

The boat on the 18-mile river can't do it, and the river will ask the tide the day before.

I didn't wait to be summoned to Jinma, but I saw flowers in Jincheng.

In Wan Li, the spring breeze is good. It is even colder and rainy.

An old friend, with ancient ideas, can talk about the ancient Gull-Heron Alliance.

Seven laws and the scenery in front of us

Wang Yuan cotton

Spring grass in Jiangbei is fragrant, and willow branches in Jiangnan are yellow.

Seagulls fight for water, while cold birds fight against the wind.

When you wake up, you are not a drunk madman.

Yesterday, I laughed at the boy who stopped the street and the girl who killed him.

Seven Laws Send Yu Wen Zi Zhen

Wang Yuan cotton

In the suburbs, I temporarily dropped out of school to work, and still planted a loyal and sacred dynasty.

A romantic altar shines brightly, and the three strategies of heaven and man are fluttering.

The voiceless sound is enough to make the tide rise, and the straight pen would rather quit the pavilion.

How can you say that firewood is unintentional?

One of the seven rhymes

Wang Yuan cotton

I have forgotten my plane for a long time, and all the gulls and birds in the Jianghu are suspicious.

Yellow flowers surround the house like lyna, and the snow is full of beds without children.

What good is a pseudonym behind your back? There are many things in the world that you don't need to know.

An old friend has a hidden appointment, so don't wait for Qiu Feng's old Guizhi.

Seven rhymes and two rhymes

Wang Yuan cotton

There are no chariots and horses in the savage's residence, and the wormwood tree outside the door is tall.

It rained for three days at the foot of the stone and the roof was loose.

It's ridiculous to take your own paintings to the countryside for exhibition. The salary in the kitchen is only for yourself.

The bottom of the box was covered with moss, and at night it suddenly became an old dragon.

Seven methods, one of which is sent in the rain.

Wang Yuan cotton

It's dark and cloudy, and there is no shortage. The skeleton has no words and the sword is long and awn.

There are dreamers thousands of miles away in the green hills, and the bright moon thousands of miles away from home.

Deer walk on the plain and the sand is boundless, and dragonflies surf in the sea.

Looking at each other's homesickness, leaning against the dangerous building is still generous.

Seven laws, send happiness in the rain, second

Wang Yuan cotton

When will an old friend return to the Spring Festival and listen to the breeze to wash cigarettes?

The horse in the north is as proud as snow, and the water in the south is as sky.

Mochow's strings are unique in Pu Tao Pavilion. He likes to sing and sing.

Fortunately, from Yueyang Tower, the Dongting is bright and the moon shines.

Lv Qi Hou Xue

Wang Yuan cotton

I can't see the mountain today. It's too cold for Gankun gangsters.

No one knows the moonlight in the old days, but the plum blossoms in the New Year are just right.

The bitter general lives in the north of Saibei, and he has more pity for the guests in Chang 'an.

Can't bear to say more, lean on the twelve pillars of the dangerous building.

Lv qi man mu Qing shan Xuan

Wang Yuan cotton

It's like painting a picture everywhere, and the Taoist priest lives here.

I don't know my fame in the world, but I feel that there are few chariots and horses in front of me.

At four o'clock, Feng Yue smiled proudly, and Gan Kun had been in the house for a long time.

If you are born with a nymph, you want to be ashamed of it.

Lv Qi's rhyme

Wang Yuan cotton

Every day, people sigh and only hear China and North Korea talk about peace.

In the Wan Li, mountains and rivers are swinging wildly, and even the wind and rain swords lament.

Does Huan Wen know Wang Meng? Xu Shu never knew Kong Ming.

Don't blow off the plug in the flute, wild flowers and idle grass will be at a loss

Lv Qi Zhu Xi Xuan

Wang Yuan cotton

Castle peak faintly brings the river, and the window on the river is quiet.

Tourists often enjoy the four seasons in the cool, even though it rains three times.

The blue sky moves the sunrise phoenix, and the moonlight moves the water floor.

In the middle of the night, dreams are ringing, but songs are blowing in Yangzhou.

Lv Qi Jiangyue Building

Wang Yuan cotton

Yongjia city is like a bucket, and it is like a peak.

The moonlight on the river is white upstairs, and the wind shakes the sea.

Monks here are very prosperous, and idle guests are not spared from boarding.

I want to fly with you, and I want to call the immortal * * * to blow.

Lv Qi He Lin Pavilion

Wang Yuan cotton

Huiji Lingu wins in the southeast and the new pavilion is also strong.

Dense trees don't know where the clouds are, and the sound of water is often heard in the deep mountains.

Quiet and secluded, fishing firewood can be hidden, and there is no king to thank for the tour?

I want to pursue Du Li with a poem, but romance is not a gift.

Seven dharmas sent monks to Fujian

Wang Yuan cotton

In September, Wu Yehong, Fujian does not feel the autumn wind.

The host suddenly moved to his hometown to pay attention to his thoughts, and he didn't say goodbye to the guests.

Isn't white hair old? Castle peak is still the same as before.

When you return to the checkpoint, you should be happy for the rain and dew.

Annotation of works

Precautions:

[1] Clear gas: aromatic gas.

[2] Color: refers to the faint ink color of plum blossom in ink painting.

Generation: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: plum blossom

Content:

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were as green as drops.

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Year: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: Bai Mei

Content:

In the snow forest,

Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, the breeze blew all night,

Bulk price Gankun Wan Li Spring.

Year: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: Mo Mei

Content:

The tree by Xiyan Lake next to my home,

Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks.

Don't boast that the color is beautiful,

Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.

Seven laws of mourning for Mr. Wang (2)

Wang Yuan cotton

What does my husband think of Zizhi's eyebrows now?

The weather is gloomy and the galaxy is miserable, and the southern spring is cold and the vegetation is sad 2.

Political affairs spread openly to the two provinces and talked about various departments.

With so many relationships, the green man's tears also hung down.

The third of the seven ways to mourn Mr. Wang

Wang Yuan cotton

In March, Yanshan listened to Zigui, and the memories made me cry.

Although the cause can be public, it is a pity that the article is not timely.

First frost is sad, the windows are bright and clean, the piano is cold and sad, and the bright moon sword is sad and sad.

Wan Li's feelings are different. Looking back at the spring breeze, who do you say to?

The Seven Laws is one of them.

Wang Yuan cotton

June frost in Luanshui City, yellow grass outside Donghuamen.

When the standard is moving, a thousand people point to it, and when the axe is bright, a thousand horses are busy.

The green elephant will not pass the national seal, and the purple camel will only lead the old yurt.

Zhu Lang couldn't understand the evil of dust and fought for the red door to enter the chapter.

The seven laws are the second thing.

Wang Yuan cotton

White grass and yellow sand are divided into wild colors, and ancient and modern sorrow and resentment are full of Kun.

Hong Fei gradually came to the frontier fortress, and the cold snow fell on the thistle gate.

The scenery is bleak, so what about human feelings?

If you know the machine, there will be dry mulberry water, and there will be mud before you enter the sky.

Lv Qi Ji Meng

Wang Yuan cotton

/kloc-On the evening of October 30th, Meng Qing suddenly went home.

Tell your mother about the world slowly and ask her what she does.

Trimming bamboo before the court does not change color, and all the old plums on the stream are in flower.

Sitting on the mountain window listening to the tea tripod, I miss the wind and rain.

Lv Qi Huiyou

Wang Yuan cotton

Last night, the north wind shook the earth and the sword flashed snow.

Read the hero's tears, and pour your feelings when you drink.

When we meet, we should talk about the guests, which is worthy of the former alliance.

Han Jiajiu 'an, why only talk about Jia Sheng?

Lv qi Guo Yu pu

Wang Yuan cotton

The boat on the 18-mile river can't do it, and the river will ask the tide the day before.

I didn't wait to be summoned to Jinma, but I saw flowers in Jincheng.

In Wan Li, the spring breeze is good, even colder and rainy.

An old friend, with ancient ideas, can talk about the ancient Gull-Heron Alliance.

Seven laws and the scenery in front of us

Wang Yuan cotton

Spring grass in Jiangbei is fragrant, and willow branches in Jiangnan are yellow.

Seagulls fight for water, while cold birds fight against the wind.

When you wake up, you are not a drunk madman.

Yesterday, I laughed at the boy who stopped the street and the girl who killed him.

Seven Laws Send Yu Wen Zi Zhen

Wang Yuan cotton

In the suburbs, I temporarily dropped out of school to work, and still planted a loyal and sacred dynasty.

A romantic altar shines brightly, and the three strategies of heaven and man are fluttering.

The voiceless sound is enough to make the tide rise, and the straight pen would rather quit the pavilion.

How can you say that firewood is unintentional?

One of the seven rhymes

Wang Yuan cotton

I have forgotten my plane for a long time, and all the gulls and birds in the Jianghu are suspicious.

Yellow flowers surround the house like lyna, and the snow is full of beds without children.

What good is a pseudonym behind your back? There are many things in the world that you don't need to know.

An old friend has a hidden appointment, so don't wait for Qiu Feng's old Guizhi.

Seven rhymes and two rhymes

Wang Yuan cotton

There are no chariots and horses in the savage's residence, and the wormwood tree outside the door is tall.

It rained for three days at the foot of the stone and the roof was loose.

It's ridiculous to take your own paintings to the countryside for exhibition. The salary in the kitchen is only for yourself.

The bottom of the box was covered with moss, and at night it suddenly became an old dragon.

Seven methods, one of which is sent in the rain.

Wang Yuan cotton

It's dark and cloudy, and there is no shortage. The skeleton has no words and the sword is long and awn.

There are dreamers thousands of miles away in the green hills, and the bright moon thousands of miles away from home.

Deer walk on the plain and the sand is boundless, and dragonflies surf in the sea.

Looking at each other's homesickness, leaning against the dangerous building is still generous.

Seven laws, send happiness in the rain, second

Wang Yuan cotton

When will an old friend return to the Spring Festival and listen to the breeze to wash cigarettes?

The horse in the north is as proud as snow, and the water in the south is as sky.

Mochow's strings are unique in Pu Tao Pavilion. He likes to sing and sing.

Fortunately, from Yueyang Tower, the Dongting is bright and the moon shines.

Lv Qi Hou Xue

Wang Yuan cotton

I can't see the mountain today. It's too cold for Gankun gangsters.

No one knows the moonlight in the old days, but the plum blossoms in the New Year are just right.

The bitter general lives in the north of Saibei, and he has more pity for the guests in Chang 'an.

Can't bear to say more, lean on the twelve pillars of the dangerous building.

Lv qi man mu Qing shan Xuan

Wang Yuan cotton

It's like painting a picture everywhere, and the Taoist priest lives here.

I don't know my fame in the world, but I feel that there are few chariots and horses in front of me.

At four o'clock, Feng Yue smiled proudly, and Gan Kun had been in the house for a long time.

If you are born with a nymph, you want to be ashamed of it.

Lv Qi's rhyme

Wang Yuan cotton

Every day, people sigh and only hear China and North Korea talk about peace.

In the Wan Li, mountains and rivers are swinging wildly, and even the wind and rain swords lament.

Does Huan Wen know Wang Meng? Xu Shu never knew Kong Ming.

Don't blow off the plug in the flute, wild flowers and idle grass will be at a loss

Lv Qi Zhu Xi Xuan

Wang Yuan cotton

Castle peak faintly brings the river, and the window on the river is quiet.

Tourists do not hesitate to rain three times, and often get four seasons in the cool place.

The blue sky moves the sunrise phoenix, and the moonlight moves the water floor.

In the middle of the night, dreams are ringing, but songs are blowing in Yangzhou.

Lv Qi Jiangyue Building

Wang Yuan cotton

Yongjia city is like a bucket, and it is like a peak.

The moonlight on the river is white upstairs, and the wind shakes the sea.

Monks here are very prosperous, and idle guests are not spared from boarding.

I want to fly with you, and I want to call the immortal * * * to blow.

Lv Qi He Lin Pavilion

Wang Yuan cotton

Huiji Lingu wins in the southeast and the new pavilion is also strong.

Dense trees don't know where the clouds are, and the sound of water is often heard in the deep mountains.

Quiet and secluded, fishing firewood can be hidden, and there is no king to thank for the tour?

I want to pursue Du Li with a poem, but romance is not a gift.

Seven dharmas sent monks to Fujian

Wang Yuan cotton

In September, Wu Yehong, Fujian does not feel the autumn wind.

The host suddenly moved to his hometown to pay attention to his thoughts, and he didn't say goodbye to the guests.

Isn't white hair old? Castle peak is still the same as before.

When you return to the checkpoint, you should be happy for the rain and dew.

Annotation of works

Precautions:

[1] Clear gas: aromatic gas.

[2] Color: refers to the faint ink color of plum blossom in ink painting.

Generation: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: plum blossom

Content:

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were as green as drops.

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Year: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: Bai Mei

Content:

In the snow forest,

Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, the breeze blew all night,

Sanjia Gankun Wan Li Chunmeihua Wang Mian

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were as green as drops.

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Title Shen Tu Zi Di seal engraving volume Wang Mian

I heard that Feng Yi was touchable in early ancient times.

Since I got the dragon horse, the parity has changed a lot.

As a result, the politics of tying ropes was destroyed, and tadpoles and birds were everywhere.

Later, the second letter of size was born, and Zhou called it Shi Kua Li.

Only a few hundred years later, the font disappeared.

Qiyang stone drum eroded soil flowers, Yishan monument wildfire.

Even if the Qin dynasty carved censhi, the ice melted and the snow stripped without trace.

What does a scholar want to learn? Every exhibition history is full of sighs.

Dan Fan, an oriental scholar, is a great scholar.

Eight-part seal script is a pure ancient method, and the stone is placed in the southeast corner.

The white stone is bright, and the whole city walks to see the wonders.

He Zuzhen has been writing, and the jujube is empty.

Xu Gong hand-painted bonfire dust, Jinling has been very distorted recently.

Naive, Prime Minister Reese wrote a kiss.

Shen Tu Mo Zhuang has teaching and strict laws.

Do you have to learn before you can learn what you have learned? Eternal and immortal.

Jinling Huaigu Wang Mian

Rotten walls, secluded paths and green grass, where is the garden of old Beijing?

Sea rage or Shan Yu, the river tide can't reach Stone Town.

The protagonist is silent and the situation is illuminated by dusk.

Looking back on infinite thoughts, the wind and willows make autumn sounds.

Healthy floor wangmian

Building risks create a cloud, and wine hates guests.

The grass is not shy and short, and the geese sound empty in Chu Tianyao.

Jiangshan knows heroes as picturesque as a picture, and romantic and selfless comforts loneliness.

Where was the prosperity of the Six Dynasties? Red and green fields are rustling.

Bieyang Jinling Wang Mian

The old traces of the Six Dynasties are all found, and the heroes of the ages laugh.

Yellow leaves fall with the autumn rain, and there are Chutianliu in the Yangtze River.

In front of the bottle, guest decoration, no one said that.

Tomorrow the west wind will be fine, and I will play the flute and ride a crane to Guangzhou.

Yu Gong rhymes with Wang Mian.

Red flowers and bamboos are all over the river, and Yixian Mountain drives the giant aojiang.

Every time I hear the crane under the moon, I see the dragon robe in the clouds.

The Xijiang River has a low tide and the Arctic is high.

The mountains and rivers move in the edition, and the scholar speaks of heroes.

Yu Gong Yun is the second Wang Mian.

Nobody opens the Jade Palace in the Golden House, and berries are buried all over Qingpu.

The old sorrow is faint, and the new hatred is in the grass.

The red leaves have gone with the flowing water, and the yellow door is empty to see China.

The wealth in the southeast has been exhausted, leaving only an abandoned ancient general.

Sadness is greater than death in the heart, and reconciliation with Wang Mian.

But before he conquered, he was dead, and his loyalty was even less.

Does the article shock the universe? On the mountains and rivers of wu zhen, Yu Wei.

Zhongyuan is thinking about Liu Anshi, but thinking about horses.

I failed to write the pen of history. While I was thinking, I continued my lamentation.

Send Tiantai Ding Zhongrong Wang Mian.

Last year, there was a cocoon tumor on the sole of the foot, and this year the towel is thick.

Dare not read too much, will you get drunk?

There are no birds in the mountains and no fishing boats in the rivers and seas.

The wind is fine and the night is fine, but when I think of you, you go upstairs again.

Fagutang Wang Mian

The autumn wind fence is yellow, and the eyes are like hometown.

It's ridiculous that old people are homeless, but you can still be crazy about living for years.

Moss erodes the sword at the bedside, and frost in the daytime mirror.

I heard that Zhongzhou was dying badly, but I forgot to understand that it was bleak.

Xu Athena Chu Wang Mian

Lianjiang Xiuzhu lives in a secluded suburb, with a female shade of more than 1,000 mu.

Do not move the official transport, and encourage books with the laity.

Lie down and listen to the green rain dancing and laugh at the breeze.

However, the world of mortals swept away, and the old cold separated the firewood.

Tingqiuxuan Wang Mian

There is no horse in the world, and the old Zen monk is quiet.

When you get started, you will feel angry, say goodbye, and know the world and autumn through your ears.

I don't envy the scholar for his achievements, but I feel sorry for the wanderer.

At night, the shadows of the trees are gone, and the bright moon gives birth to the roof for no reason.

Send the border to Beijing, Fujian and Wang Mian.

Bian Lang went to Min Nan, and the spring was on the horse's head.

Road clip begonia line brocade barrier, Jiang Hanshan Qingtan.

Simple books can inspire the wind and cloud, while keeping a low profile can defeat tigers and leopards.

If you have been to Wuyishan, it is Zheng Jun.

Man Qi Xing wangyi noodles

It is against the sky to live in seclusion and watch the mountains, and it is also inorganic to use long bamboo as a door.

The shower in blowing in the wind in the fifth watch is full of falling flowers like snow.

Candles are served for each book at midnight, and wine and spring clothes are often sold.

Today, I am anxious to report to you as my son. I was covered in moss and went fishing in Los Angeles yesterday.

Full star second Wang Mian

The sky is full of green and gloomy layers, and the snow falls far away.

Double cranes dance on a moonlit night and listen to the wind.

Poetry wine can be used for reference, and there is no need to talk about the past and the present.

I want to fly with you twice, and poetry is carved all over the mountain.

Man Xing No.3 Wang Mian

The wind and flowers fall on the Yao platform, and Jiangnanchun in Jiangbei does not return.

Smart in the chest, my hometown fell.

It was raining on the sea cloud, and it was getting dark. The river stork approached the house like a man.

There are only so many impressive scenery, so I sold the cup and put it away.

Send it to Wang Mian, Tang Yanchang in the east.

Mu Tong is adjacent to the wall of the house, with Ziju Lane in the east and My Lane in the west.

Embroidered clothes breeze in the morning, white horse new.

Singing and laughing on the lake are full of wine, and I am drunk at night.

Don't wait for forty days in the spring breeze, so you can see the same tree and quinoa.

Man Qi Xing wangyi noodles

White fog and yellow smoke are miserable. I haven't read crane books for many years.

Rivers Wan Li belongs to the sea, and mountains and rivers wear swords.

White words are empty and tears fall, and young talents are strong.

How much do you know about old hatred and new hatred? Between idle flowers and weeds.

Full star second Wang Mian

Insurance depends on three helpers, and Longyou is linked to Sichuan.

Clusters of towers hang the sun and the moon, and flowers and plants are blooming.

Flying sand and snow return to the sea, and the rain is enough to hit the south of the Yangtze River.

Absurd Huashan stone, romantic literary talent is sleepy.

Man Xing No.3 Wang Mian

Castle Peak faintly takes the Luanhe River, looking into the golden light.

Grains don't give birth to sheep and horses, and the second day is snowy and frosty.

When the encirclement was closed and the vault was opened, the voice of the police came.

It's a yellow sand day in Wan Li, but I bravely don't explain the storm.