Brief introduction of Li Qingzhao

Li Qingzhao (1084— 1 155? No. Yi An lay man was born in Jinan (now Shandong) in the Song Dynasty. Father Li is one of the last four bachelors, and her husband Zhao Mingcheng is a textual research scholar in epigraphy. In the first year of Chongning (1 102), Huizong, in the name of Shaoshu Zongshen, appointed Cai Jing and Tingzhi Zhao as the left and right sides, erected a monument to support the army, and took Sima Guang and others 120 as "traitors". His father is listed as party member, which is reflected in the poem. In the second year of Chongning (1 103), he became an official sincerely and decided to write a book "Records of the Stone", with the purpose of investigating and recording ancient inscriptions. In the first year of Daguan (1 107), Cai Jing came back to life and died. Minister Yuan You suggested that Cai Jing protect the "traitor" in Yuan You and seize the officials he gave him. Ming Cheng and Zhao Qing lived in Qingzhou (now Yidu, Shandong Province) for ten years. In the second year of Xuanhe (1 120), after Cai Jing became an official, Ming Cheng began to know Laizhou (now Ye County, Shandong Province), and then moved from Laiwu to Hippo Chef. After the jingkang rebellion. Ming Cheng hurried to the south to attend his mother's funeral. When he learned the news of jiangning house, he took the book to Jiankang. After three years of advice, Zhao Mingcheng died of illness. After leaving Beijing for Jiankang, I set out for central Zhejiang, and Qingzhao also entered Zhejiang, passing through Taiwan Province, Sheng and Huangyan, from Yuzhou Island to Wenzhou, and then to Yuezhou and Quzhou. Shaoxing went to Hangzhou in the second year (1 132). During his four years in Shaoxing, he wrote Preface to the Inscription. Shaoxing people, with "Jinshi Lu" boarded the table. He died in his seventies. Good at writing, especially at poetry. The History of Song Dynasty and the Records of Arts and Literature recorded seven volumes of Collected Works of Yi 'an Jushi, but none of them was handed down from generation to generation. Qingzhao initiated the theory of "other schools" and "Yi 'an style" and was a great poet in Song Dynasty. This anthology is called Shuyu Collection, which was compiled by later generations.

Li Houzhu and Li Yian are very popular. The former is too white, so it is called Li San. (Shen Qupity)

The Qing dynasty took women as photos, but the style of words was reversed. Although there are not many articles, they must be treasured, and they are a large number of poets. ("Siku Summary")

Yi Lee wrote a poem "Drunken Flowers" in Chongyang, and sent a letter to Zhao Mingcheng. Be honest and be ashamed. But I forgot to eat or sleep. I ate 15 Jin for three days and three nights, and it was easy to make Lu Defu's signature. Dev repeatedly said, "Only three sentences,' Don't be ecstatic', are excellent." It is also easy to manufacture. ("Ci Yuan Cong Tan")

Yi Lee's ci, unique, is actually quite impressive. They originated from Huaihai and Sheng Da, and the casting language is more creative, which amazed women. ("Bai Yu Zhai Hua Ci")

Yi 'an's beautiful sentences, such as "Plum Branches and Plums", begin with seven words: "The lotus root is fragrant, and the jade falls in autumn", which is so exquisite that it really doesn't eat human fireworks. (same book)

Beautiful words, dignified products, back and forth, really worth hiding. (Zhao Mingcheng)

One of the four flags of graceful and restrained school, the "boudoir language" in the four flags

[Edit this paragraph] 2. experience

Li Qingzhao was born in a scholar-bureaucrat family who loved literature and art. His father, Li, was a scholar, a student of Su Shi and a member of the official Li Department. He has a rich collection of books, is good at literature, and has written chapters. My mother is the granddaughter of the top scholar, and she is very cultured. Influenced by her family, especially her father Li, she was good at poetry and songs in her youth.

At the age of eighteen, Li Qingzhao married Zhao Mingcheng. After marriage, Qingzhao and her husband fell in love and were inseparable. "Husband is like a good friend." After marriage, Li Qingzhao and her former student Zhao Mingcheng studied epigraphy and calligraphy together and lived a happy and beautiful life. Zhao Fu was a famous politician at that time. After marriage, she devoted herself to the further study of literature and art and the collection and research of epigraphy. She and Zhao Mingcheng encouraged each other to create ci, and their techniques became more and more mature. One year on the Double Ninth Festival, Li Qingzhao wrote the famous "Drunken Flowers" and gave it to her husband who was an official outside: "The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad, and the brain sells golden beasts. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. " The loneliness of the autumn boudoir and the melancholy of the boudoir are vividly on the paper. According to the record of the Cape Ring Record, Zhao Mingcheng was amazed and unwilling to give in after receiving it, so he closed the door and forgot to eat and sleep, and wrote fifty poems for three days and three nights. He incorporated this poem by Li Qingzhao into it and asked his friend Lu Defu to comment on it. Lu Defu played it over and over again and said, "Only three sentences are excellent." Zhao asked which three sentences it was, and Lu said, "It's not charming. The curtain rolls west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."

However, the good times did not last long, and the struggle between the old and new parties in North Korea intensified. A pair of mandarin ducks are separated alive, and Zhao Li faces each other across the river, suffering from lovesickness.

[Edit this paragraph] III. representative works

Words: Wuling Spring, drunken flower shade, plum blossom and lotus root fragrance, jade and autumn fragrance, small and heavy mountains with green grass in spring, high pavilion in Hubei, cold dolly, something close, the wind will set the flowers deep, like a dream, and it rained sparsely last night.

Poems: Wuxi Zhongxing Monument Poem, Wujiang River, Huangting Chuntie, Diaoyutai, Zhou Poetry, etc.

Text: preface to Jinshi Lu, on ci, preface to beating horses, and vote for Qin Chongli, a bachelor of Hanlin, etc.

[Edit this paragraph] V. Artistic features

Li Qingzhao's ci can be divided into two periods, one before Du Nan and the other after.

Early ci mainly described the theme of hurting spring resentment and boudoir life, which showed the sentimental personality of female ci writers. Such as "Like a Dream" describes the feelings of cherishing spring and loving flowers:

"Last night, the rain dispersed suddenly, a deep sleep without residual wine.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. You know what? You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin. "

Another song:

"Always remember XiTing sunset, drunk don't know the way home. After having a good time, we rowed home.

Mistaken into the depths of lotus. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. "

The lyrics she wrote for Zhao Mingcheng's "Going Out" are even more affectionate and unique. Such as "Drunken Flowers" describes the poetess "Double Ninth Festival" when she feels lonely, so she uses yellow flowers as a metaphor to say:

"The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the brain disappears the golden beast. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. "

Her conception is novel and her taste is elegant, which is not comparable to that of the first-person narrator of ordinary male writers. Another example is "Plum", which expresses the poet's hope for a letter from her husband:

"Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness and two kinds of leisure worries.

This situation cannot be eliminated, but the eyebrows are in my heart. "

Her later poems are full of emotional feelings of "things are wrong", thus expressing her deep attachment to the old country and the past. For example, the first film "Slow Voice and Slow Breath" shows the poet's sense of loss in "looking for" and the sad expression of being alone in the "cold and lonely, miserable and miserable" environment. The next film touches the scene and regrets autumn: "The ground yellow flowers are piled up and worn out. Who can pick it now? " Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence? "The whole word language is concise, the rhythm is fast, and the mood is sad. Another famous poem, Never Meet Happiness, is caused by Yuanxiao, which is a nostalgia for the past "the heyday of Zhongzhou". The next one is:

"Zhongzhou absolute beauty, boudoir leisure, remember to lay particular stress on 35, green crown.

Twisting golden snow willows, gathering bunches to help Chu, today's gaunt frost,

I'm afraid to go out at night. I'd better listen to people's laughter under the curtain. "

The whole poem reveals deep sadness about the changes of the country and sadness about the past. Later, Liu Chenweng, a poet at the end of the Song Dynasty, couldn't help crying for it.

[Edit this paragraph] VI. Important word set

Dianjiangchun

Lonely boudoir, an inch of sorrow in my heart. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

Dianjiangchun

Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.

Seeing the guests come in, socks and gold hairpin all slipped away and left in shame. Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei.

Huanxisha

Don't make a cup of dark amber, melt it before you get drunk, you should be late.

The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.

Huanxisha

In the yard, the idle windows are deep in spring, the heavy curtains are not heavy, and the lyre leans against the floor speechless.

In the distant mountains, the dusk is in a hurry, the wind is blowing and the rain is beating, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.

Huanxisha

The spring is chilly, the jade stove is full of smoke and lingering, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers.

Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.

Huanxisha

The bun hurts the spring and combs more, and the evening wind falls to the courtyard at the beginning of plum blossom, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.

Jade duck smoked the brain, Zhu Ying covered the tassel, and rhinoceros also relieved the cold.

Huanxisha:

Embroidered hibiscus smiles, leans on Baoyu duck's fragrant cheeks, and guesses.

On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful, giving you a deep affection.

(The first two sentences are written like this: "Lotus is smiling on the face, and Feibao duck is lined with fragrant cheeks." )

Slow voice

Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!

Complain about one's feelings

At night, God's mouth removes makeup late, and the plum calyx sticks. When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return.

People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

Back to Hong Sheng, the broken rinspeed, the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace. The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp.

The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow. Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The wind is soft, spring is still early, and the shirt is in a good mood. I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples.

Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear.

within walking distance

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.

The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The soul dream is unbearable, miserable, and even more screaming.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Every year in the snow, I often get drunk with plum blossoms, and I don't care, so I win tears all over my clothes!

I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.

Qin Yi goose

Forests, chaotic mountains and thin smog in Ye Ping. The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk.

The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.

Pick mulberry seeds with words

Who planted banana trees in front of the window? Yin fills the atrium; Yin fills the heart and leaves warm the heart.

Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain; A little rain, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening!

Spread happy sand.

Rub the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of demeanor is as severe as that of Yan Fu, and it is dazzling.

Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.

Spread happy sand.

The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.

Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.

Wulingchun

The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.

Zui Hua Yin

The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Nangezi

The milky way turns in the sky, and the curtain on earth hangs. Liangsheng's pillow was covered with tears. He took off his clothes and asked, What is night?

The emerald lotus is small, and the golden lotus root leaves are thin. Old weather and old clothes, only feel different, hometown!

The resentment of the prince and grandson

The lake is windy, autumn dusk, and red and fragrant. Water, mountains and mountains are close to each other, inexhaustible, and infinite.

Lotus seeds become old lotus leaves, green dew washing, apple flowers and plants. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.

Quail day

The cold locks the window, and the phoenix tree should hate the night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.

Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.

Quail day

Plain, light, soft, fragrant only when it is far away. Why light blue and deep red? This is a first-rate flower.

Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. A poet can be cruel, but he didn't see anything that year.

Lou Yuchun Hongmei

Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.

The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.

Konakayama

When spring came to Nagato, the spring grass was green, and some red plums were broken, but they didn't bloom evenly. Take out the buttered tea in the cage, and the broken jade is crystal clear. I want to keep the morning dream, take a sip and surprise a cup of spring.

Many doors are set off one by one, and the sparse curtains reveal faint shadows. What a beautiful night. For the third time in two years, I am worthy. Come back and say that I want to have a good taste of the warm spring.

Linjiangxian

The courtyard is deep, the fog pavilion often covers the cloud window, the plum calyx at the willow tip is gradually clear, and the Fuling tree returns in spring, making people old and healthy.

I have a lot of feelings about the moon and singing about the wind. Now that I am old, I have accomplished nothing. Who is more miserable and haggard? I'm bored trying on the lamp, and I'm not in the mood to walk through the snow.

Linjiang delicious

The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are all haggard and hurt for anyone. Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi.

Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat.

A butterfly in love with flowers

The weather is warm, sunny and windy. At first, it was freezing, and my eyes were full of plum blossoms. I felt the heart of spring. Who is in love with wine and poetry? Tears melt the powder and flowers are heavy.

At first, I tried to sew a shirt with gold thread. The pillow was inclined, which damaged the hairpin and the phoenix. With deep sadness alone and snuff at night, there is no good dream.

The dead Hua Lian often sends music to her sister.

Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain is raining and lonely.

Farewell to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow, so you can pass the book over the geese, and the east is far from Penglai.

Hua Lian Shang Zhao Si family

Xiao Xi at night, dream of Chang 'an, and recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report good spring scenery this year, the flowers and the moon should be photographed together.

Although the casual cups and plates are sloppy, the wine is delicious and sour, which makes people pregnant. Don't laugh when you are drunk, the poor are like spring.

A cluster of plum blossoms

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Yujiaao

The sky meets clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance; It's as if the dream soul belongs to the emperor, and I smell the sky and ask where I belong.

I report that the road is long and there are amazing sentences in learning poetry; 90,000 Li Fengpeng lifts, the wind stops, Pengzhou blows away the three mountains.

Yujiaao

Knowing that spring is coming in the snow, the cold plum is dotted with delicate branches, and the face is half open and charming. In court, Jade Man put on new makeup.

Nature may have done it on purpose, so the moon is taught exquisitely. * * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.

Subtract Mulan

When you sell flowers, you can buy a spring flower. Tears are lightly dyed evenly, and rosy clouds are exposed.

Afraid lang guessed that a slave's face was not as good as a flower's. The clouds are slanting, and I want to teach Lang Biguan.

Partridge and Ginkgo biloba

Charm is not very graceful, you can be a slave first and then worship oranges. Who pities the Jianghu? Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither.

Who taught you to pick a branch? It's too real to be drunk in Ming Di. The layman is really interested in breaking up and wants to sing two new flavors.

Niannujiao Chun Qing

Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed. Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather.

Writing a poem is a leisurely taste. When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.

It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides. The jade fence was dry and careless. Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad.

The morning dew is clear, and the new tung is introduced at the beginning, which is more or less spring! The sky is crisp and the smoke is rolling. Is it sunny today?

Changshoule

Nanchang's birthday, a little cold, looking at the six leaves on the edge of the sun, the first step shows. I love the scenery and want to hang hibiscus, but I can't find the silver arrow.

On this occasion, the pearl on the palm of your hand is cut. For Rongshu, this is a good couple. Up to now, every day is a noble.

Glorious, step by step, forbidden, gold medals and green ribbons. Tang Di became attached to Yin, being a tiger and a bear, and dividing the river is more valuable.

Kuang Qingyun is nearby. He will enter Cheng Ming at dawn and dusk. Look at the colorful clothes, ashamed of jade. I wish you a long life.

Xiangzi

The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.

Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn.

The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.

How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.

Fragrant Valentine's Day in China

The grass is singing and the phoenix tree is startled. The earth and the sky are sad.

Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times. You come and I go, don't meet.

I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.

Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.

Lonely goose

The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, endless, and there is no good mind.

Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water.

The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.

The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears.

Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou?

A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.

Thoughts on Plum Blossoms in Yan Houting

Jade is fragrant, sandalwood is scattered, and I hate visiting Mei this evening.

Jiang Lou Chu Guan, the cloud is far away. On a sunny day forever, leaning against the fence, the green curtain hangs low.

Sitting in front of the statue, the wine is full and the song is broken.

Southern branches can be inserted, but they need to be cut frequently. Don't wait for the west building, do some strong management.

There is a sweet smell around us.

The pavilion hides the spring, the window sells the sun, and the painting hall is infinitely deep. The seal is burnt out, and the shadow falls on the curtain hook.

It's better to plant Jiang Mei by hand. Why climb the stairs by the water? No one arrives, lonely as Yangzhou He Xun.

Never like rhyme wins, embarrassing rain, not resistant to wind rubbing. Whose flute blows out deep sadness?

If you don't hate the fragrance, you can't leave the canal to sweep the trace. It's hard to say, the window is bright and the moon is light, and it's still romantic.

Memories of oral sex on the phoenix platform

The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook.

I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.

Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou.

Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.

Qing dynasty was slow.

It is forbidden to keep a low profile, and the carved fence is cleverly protected, so it will monopolize the spring.

The guests were indifferent to China, and everyone was naive.

It took a lot of time to be exposed to the wind and put on new makeup.

Enchanting and gorgeous, jealous of the wind and laughing at the moon, long [bad belt] Dong Jun.

East of the city, south of the city, there is a sun pool hall and a fragrant wheel race.

Who can succeed Chen Fang after the feast?

In a better Ming Palace, the recent branches are evenly distributed, the golden statue is down, and all the candles are put together, regardless of dusk.

Yongyule

The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring?

Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave a green crown, draw golden snow willows, and compete with them.

Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Li Duo baiyongju

The small building is cold and the night curtain is low.

Hate raining, ruthless wind and rain, night rubbing the muscles.

Unlike, the imperial concubine is drunk, and unlike, Sun Shou is sad.

Han Ling steals incense, and Xu Niang gives fragrance, but Mojiang doesn't write novels. If you look closely, you will find that Qu's charm is just right.

When the breeze rises, the fragrance will be clear and the weight will not decrease.

Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia.

It's like sadness, it's like Han Fu Ci, it's like tears and it's like poetry.

There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and thin.

I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli.

Partridge and Ginkgo biloba

Charm is not very graceful, you can be a slave first and then worship oranges. Who pities the Jianghu? Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither.

Who taught you to pick a branch? It's too real to be drunk in Ming Di. The layman is really interested in breaking up and wants to sing two new flavors.

well

I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.

Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.

How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.

well

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.

Know what? Know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Summer quatrains

Live like a hero and die like a ghost.

Today, people still miss Xiang Yu because he refused to live and returned to the East.