Explanation: Integrity is different from vulgarity.
Example: Geng Jie is alone, not with Xi, longing for the legacy of the sages. -"Nine Debates on Chu Ci" [Edit this paragraph] 2. Character Geng Jie Geng Jie (1622- 1693), formerly known as Chongbi, whose name is Jieshi, was Yi 'an, a native of Dengfeng, Henan. Chongzhen (1633) went to Songyang Academy for a spring outing, saw the dilapidated scene of the academy, heard the story of "snow falling at the door", and decided to teach and revive Songyang Academy. In the ninth year of Chongzhen (1636), Li Zicheng entered Dengfeng in March, and in August he fought with the Ming army. Chongbi dropped out of school to study at home and changed his name to "Geng Jie". In the tenth year of Chongzhen (1637), in February, Yingxian won the top prize in the exam. From the 12th to 14th year of Chongzhen (1639- 194 1), the county suffered from drought and locust plague. Geng Jie started his own private school and taught a group of students, such as Fu Ershi. In the fourteenth year of Chongzhen (164 1), you died. In the same year, you went to Luoyang to study. In the fourth year of Qing Tuzhi (1646), he entered the provincial capital and was born as a tribute. In August of the eighth year of Shunzhi (165 1), I went to Bianjing (changed to Baiquan Academy) to take the exam and was recommended. In the ninth year of Shunzhi (1652), he went to Beijing to take the exam, was promoted to a scholar, and was awarded the Jishi Shu Imperial Academy, from which John was examined. Participate in the compilation of Ming History, Qing Hui Dian, etc. In the 12th year of Shunzhi (1655), he served as the deputy governor of Fujian Sea Patrol. In the 14th year of Shunzhi (1657), on March 10th, the emperor ordered you to continue to be Dr. Zhong Xian. In the first year of Kangxi (1662), he served as the deputy envoy of Hudong Road in Jiangxi. In the second year of Kangxi (1663), he served as the deputy envoy of Daming House. In the third year of Kangxi (1664), he was appointed as a provincial judge in Henan. In the same year, he decided to embark on his official career and return to preside over Songyang Academy. In the sixth year of Kangxi (1667), he gave lectures at Daliang Academy. In the 13th year of Kangxi (1674), the Sage Temple of Songyang Academy was built, and the tablet of the Sage of Song Dynasty in Chongfu Palace moved into the Sage Temple built by the Academy. In the 14th year of Zhao Xi (1676), 330 mu of land was donated to the academy, which led officials from various provinces, prefectures and counties and gentry inside and outside the county to donate land to the academy. * * * 1570 mu, which revived Songyang as the dean. In the 23rd year of Kangxi (1684), the Records of Songyang Academy was compiled. In the early summer of the 25th year of Kangxi (1686), he was recommended by his good friend Tang Bin and was named a young scholar. He went to the study to teach Prince Yunren calligraphy. The following year, he resigned due to illness and was promoted to Songyang Academy Education. Kangxi thirty years (1693), died in 7 1. There is also "Tang Cun Draft". China dictionary of names.
Cultural relics protection unit of Songyang Academy in Henan Province. Located at the foot of Ji Junfeng, Zhenggang, 3 kilometers north of Dengfeng City. It is named because it is located in the sun of Songshan Mountain. Originally Songyang Temple, it was built in the eighth year of Taihe in the Northern Wei Dynasty (484). In the Sui Dynasty, Daye was renamed Songyangguan. In the first year of Tang Linde (664), Fengtian Palace was built here. After the Five Dynasties, from the first year of the Tang Dynasty to the third year of the Qing Dynasty (934 ~ 936), Jinshi Ponzi gave lectures in Songyang, and was later renamed Taiyi Academy. Taishi Academy was named Daoism in the Song Dynasty, and Songyang Academy was named in the second year of Song Jingyue (1035), with a dean in charge of academy affairs. It is one of the four major academies in the Song Dynasty. Famous Confucian scholars Sima Guang, Fan Zhongyan, Cheng Yi and Cheng Hao have given lectures here. Jin Dading was abolished in the Ming Dynasty and renamed Songyang Academy after reconstruction. In the 16th year of Emperor Kangxi of Qing Dynasty (1677), Geng Jie rebuilt and repaired the Academy. The organizational system of Songyang Academy is simple and elegant, with five main buildings on the central axis and complete corridors. At the beginning, there were three coupon booths, followed by ancestral hall, lecture hall, Taoist temple and Tibetan Scripture Building. There are "Zhu Cheng Temple", "Lizetang", book house and study room on both sides of the central axis. There are more than 0/00 houses in Songyang College, covering an area of 0/0000 square meters. There used to be three cypress trees in the courtyard, but now there are two more, namely "General cypress" and "Second General cypress", all of which are over 2000 years old. There are dozens of monuments in the courtyard, such as the map monument of Dengfeng County in the Ming Dynasty, and there is also the famous "Tang Dynasty Songyang Shengde Sense Monument" outside the courtyard.
Gengjieji self-help
Reflections on the theft of seven old bicycles
You asked the thief if he knew ugly, so you stole my car and left. If you can't do anything in this situation, thieves won't happen often.
What about my car? I was shaking all the way. Brake failure, bad pedal, worn tire basket.
When the snail loosed the paint and the bell didn't ring, he failed to live up to his energy and found himself guilty. Whoever steals the cloud knows nothing, just because a good car is more obedient.
If you don't work hard, you can consider the old and the new. The ride was fair and good, although it was worth several meters.
It's easy to take something out of the inventory after a few months. Money is timid, and people often look at it.
Stealing a country used to be a vassal, but stealing a car today is a shame. A disciple who crows and steals dogs has an empty stomach and a cheeky face.
We are all small people, and we are already poor. Wang Sunfu was insatiable and wanted to reach out to his elders.
I lost my car today and I didn't lose my ambition. I've seen enough cold eyes and enthusiasm. The right to save a mouthful of food, pray to God to eliminate disasters and increase life.
Fu laughed and read ancient books, but alas, my mind forgot.
Five laws of spring and friends who look at the Yangtze River
Looking from a distance, the smoke is curling, and the mind is different. The sky is high and the clouds are light, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the river is wide and rippling.
Willow color knows the rise and fall, and the sound of fishing always sings. It doesn't take a month, it's an ancient hero.
Five ancient thoughts
The customs of the wind and dust are exhausted, and the scene of smoke is not to be boasted. Follow the flow of water with your will, and you will feel afraid.
It's interesting to live nearby and visit every old place. Turn off the wine when you are drunk, and sit and drink tea when you are wide.
It's almost dusk, but it's still like going to the snake. When you open the door, you can't see anything.
In ancient times, those who heard that they were good at writing did not choose to write.
People said they wouldn't choose a pen. I sighed when I smelled it today. Giant pens are like books and flies, at sixes and sevens.
Jason Wu's fine print is outstanding, and Pangu's posture is full. How can a small pen write all over your feet, and you can't draw your own trajectory at will?
The front is short and long, and the ink is dark and dry. It is true that Cao Liren has their own place, and the meaning and rhythm cannot be lost.
The west river is like a jade word. If it is a dragon, it is urgent to write that Lanting is drunk. Duck head is far from Mid-Autumn Festival, and three wishes are wonderful.
Wei and Jin dynasties were crowned with eternal romance, and the lofty spirit was well known. Fashion in the Tang Dynasty followed Song Shangyi, and disputes in the Ming and Qing Dynasties were inscribed on tablets and posts.
Many people are excellent in writing and writing, and books have become a mystery. Nowadays, people often shoot boring plays, and ponytails and bamboo branches are also put into the pen.
The shortcomings of big characters are hard to avoid, and the empty small characters worry you. Life is like a pen, you are good at planning and controlling colors.
The wind is loose, and Melissa Zhou sees the cold plum the night before, followed by the crescent moon.
A piece of snow is beautiful and brilliant. Leng Xiang there faint, hesitated for several years.
In the dream, the butterfly flies close, and the beauty gently presses the string.
Silver makeup is plain, and it has no meaning. Drunk to help branches find spring, ask who pity Jiangnan.
The bright moonlight gently reflected the curtains, and the sound of the piano shook in the air.
Yongyule
The taste of the world is muddled, the customs are thick and thin, and it looks like running water. Today, my heart is worried and my old friend is complaining. Who should I point my eyes at?
The tall building is lonely, the horizon is boundless, and the street is sleepless. I hate being in a hurry. In Claudia's voice, spring has come and gone.
A dream, half a bottle of sake, I only have a few bottles left. Ambition fades, talent shows, and songs linger.
It's hard to express feelings when the article is good. Introduce yourself, regardless of sideways, no regrets.
Some thoughts on seeing two poems with five wonders and white hair.
one
White hair comes early and worries too much. A little time, no free time.
Secondly,
After 30 years of life, I have a white hair. One to thirty, whoever is sad is not sad.
Five laws and the feeling of spring
Be proud of the birds in the clouds and the fish in the water. The wind is light and the willows are floating, and the mountains are far flat.
Diligent guest today, diligent book last night. Talk about Tao Zhu when you are drunk.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Who pitied the east wind and rain last night? It is a long dream to turn loneliness into silver and never leave love and hate.
Poetry and books are helpless in the cold night, and the yard is full of flowers and shadows. Wheatgrass wants to do her best, and her mind is full of smoke and water.
Huanxisha sings spring scenery in Guangling.
Deng Hua all the way to the screen tower. Xiao said he stayed up because of the moon. The east wind is on the willow tip again.
Red medicine urges poetry to blossom early. Take a break from qingping's farewell speech. Don't get drunk in Yangzhou life.
Two jokes
one
Worry, worry. Eyebrows and eyes are like distant mountains. Who painted it? Beauty is full of lovesickness.
The wine oozed from the clothes. Full of clothes, full of clothes The bright moon is the curtain, and people are far away.
Secondly,
Go home, go home. There are no traces of wine stains on the clothes. It's windy and bright as frost.
The flute is rustling and heartbroken. Broken heart, broken heart. Wan Li still pity autumn geese.
Dianjiangchun
Check the flowering period, and it will clear up and rain at the moment of falling red.
There seems to be no reason to come and no reason to return. Looking at Liu's place, Hu and Yanzi danced irregularly.
The Spring of Slender West Lake on Levin Platform
Gulls sleep in fine waves, willows on long banks, and white towers in smoke cages. Peach and plum are speechless, and the garden is full of flowers.
Playing the flute dreamed that the east wind was soft, * * * the east wind, and Laoyan came home. Not the opposite, green and red, butterflies flying sideways.
Running around here and there, worrying about the sky, is both spring and childish. Sneaking, who to drink new tea with.
Affectionate everywhere, make slim, beautiful and boastful. And looking for, not fleeting, not like the sunset.
He xinliang
Why talk about wine? To the edge, the mind is sparse, and China people are young. Laugh lightly, Wan Li is still beautiful and generous.
Will the dream come or not, Geguai? That dangerous rhyme will become a long-lost miss, and the most unprovoked one will not see Qin. The wind is surging and the flute is choking.
Now I'm worried about butterflies on the earth. I still think that the dust is like crumbs, and the willow tip is empty. Recalling the grievances of the Ming Dynasty, pear blossoms are like snow.
Fear of warblers, climbing is imminent. The jade mirror is thin and lazy, and the old rain is drifting. Who cares? I'm stubborn.
I have something for butterfly lovers.
Frost moon wakes up alone in the morning. Singing to wine, lonely and cold. The old phoenix tree gives birth to a shadow. Listen to the west wind with a bead curtain.
The night is dim and I feel very sad. There are few stars and few people, which hurts the scenery at the end of the year. Like a dream, I never forget it for a long time. Flourishing, self-singing.
Five unique songs The two honeysuckle flowers in front of my house are intoxicating.
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The fragrance is unique, and the wind and rain are more deceiving. Don't be a spring flower, be slim.
Secondly,
The wind is full of fragrance, who is drunk and streamer. It is better to stay away from hate than to pity spring. ?
Chemei, get drunk before you rest.
Get drunk and return to the full moon. Lazy to send cloud notes and roll silver hooks. Time is like a dream. Tao is a sad ending, but it seems unreasonable.
Forget the old eyes in vain. Sigh with the wind, the past flows. At that time, people went to Mulan boat. Flowers fall in the shirt, and Yan dances in the branches. ?
Xie Chichun
For 30 years, who knows how crazy it is? To the edge of the poem, I asked drunk.
Falling old rain, sighing leaves follow the water. what can I do? Sleepless all night.
Wheatgrass is old, but Konghua is young. Smile, name, ordinary son.
Idle books and paintings, give you vanilla. Keep an open mind and let the wind blow your ears.
A partridge friend took his son to the market at night and asked me to write it down in words.
How long did you wander in the spring night? Long street lights dancing and laughing. The breeze stretches the things between the eyebrows and draws poems urging the heart with willows.
Flowers bloom and fall, but shadows hesitate. Sing softly and indulge in it. Who is in a hurry, meets in a dream, and clothes are full.
Genglouzi
The wine stains are thin, the spring scenery is light, and the night is long and people are far away. Red is falling, green is still frequent, and I ask you gently through the curtain.
Thinking about it, the wind scattered the letter, as if it were a fleeting moment. And greedy smile, slowly holding the cup, when to return.
Moshanxi
Wuhu city fiber willow, reported Fang Chunxin. Dovetail bead curtain, for whom, time flies.
As the red drops gradually, the running water splashes, leaving with leaves, writing poems and asking questions with lanterns.
Words are empty and people are far away. Holding your hand, the dream is still unfinished, at dusk, endless.
The night wind woke up, the yard was locked, the grass was singing and the moon was pale. Who caught the snuff on fire? ?
The roses downstairs in Gu Wu's house are made with gratitude.
Roses blossom and fall, but there are not many bees and butterflies. The south wind brings warmth, and spring is easy to kill.
Green branches and leaves, like a lotus. Rain is enough to know summer, and orioles fly secretly.
Flowers bloom for a hundred days, and the moon sings to the pillow. Monkey was injured and withered, but those who heard it could do nothing.
I'm watching it today, wasting time in China.
The young mermaid sang willow trees.
Slim waist is used to dancing, stirring the yellow rain. I feel sad when I leave my feelings, and there is a bead curtain in the evening breeze.
I held hands several times in my dream, and my soul was broken. Humble to the end of the world, who will send the soft branches lightly?
Jiangchengzi Slender West Lake Guanshao Pavilion is full of red medicine.
Shallow and deep, light and enchanting. Dance the Spring Festival Evening and strive for spring. Poetry and wine in front of the pavilion are free and unfettered.
Whether the elegant Banqiao is here or not, if you know what I mean, don't blow until you get drunk.
Du Lang is brilliant, coquettish and charming. Shake a few branches and Artemisia makes a mess. Thinking leisurely, looking back at the white clouds.
I'm not tired of leisure. It's red and raining.
Dimfragrance walked in the screen of white stone rhyme and sent Yu Meiren.
The endless night faded away, and the flute played among the flowers. Obsessed with a person's soul, it is easy to be picked lightly.
Sour language once had no owner, but it has always been a pity dream of China's pen. It's raining, leaving the songs after the rain and going to a happy banquet with melancholy.
The mountain country is silent. Pears fall, full of empty goods. Talking and crying. He Naijun is the most unforgettable.
Unlike a mirror, holding a vegetarian hand is beautiful in my heart. Secretly ask you if you are still drunk, and then you will understand.
Kethleen congratulated romantic friends on their poems at their weddings and banquets.
High lights are full of color, cheers are thundering, and red shadows are flying. Welcome it with wine and celebrate it with a crown.
Friends are like clouds, guests are like months, and it is very lively. Where people go, where people come from, where flowers are handed, and for whom.
Thirty-three years, lush, Nong Yu flute, predestined fate. Many things grind, and acacia becomes a disease.
On this occasion, I am close, Ying Ying Qiushui, and I am a light fishing boat. Dancing at night, blowing away the shadow of sadness, dream clouds often wake up.
Hong Deng Pingshan Hall in Manjiang is drunk.
Generosity is a song, and whoever is with me will look up. Birds come and go in the green, orchid xiuzhu.
A lake at the foot of the mountain is full of smoke and water, and the house is surrounded by fragrant clusters. I think I gave a drunken article and frowned.
The past is the past. Drunk sooner or later, empty. The dust goes away, but the heart grows.
Green tea smells fragrant in the sun, and magpies fly with music at night. For thousands of years, the past is like the wind, proud of one by one.
Five unique articles sent Xiaoxiang to find a house to move.
one
Worried about living in the air, looking for a house, thinking about it. The mountain lake wins here, and the price can't be high.
Secondly,
One side is small, and half an acre of lakes and mountains come. Laugh and know the business, who raises a glass with drunkenness.
Five musts and three articles, sparse fragrance painting.
one
The distant mountains are secluded, and the water is near the sky. Where is the slender willow, the light branches hang like cotton.
Secondly,
The clouds are running east, and the sky is high and the trees are low. The pavilions are opposite, silent and sad.
third
Where do people go before the boat crosses the white water? It rained late, and resentment was like smoke.
Huanxisha was stormy last night and woke up with a lot of thoughts.
Sleeping on a clear night is far away. Knocking on the window is like the wind. At this time, the mood is unbearable.
Spring is coming to an end. Listening to the rain on the fence, it's still early summer. The fallen flowers are long and green.
Ruan Langgui
The south wind blows the dream of Xizhou, and picking lotus leaves is very pleasant. The shade is close to the tall building, and the cicada is not autumn.
The stars are late, the water flows eastward, and the curtain opens like a hook. Staring at the blue railing drunkenly, I missed several places.
The partridge sky is high, the pillow is cold at night, but it sleeps.
A pillow in a tall building is wind. Hit the window and get drunk. Frogs are getting dull, and dogs are barking at leisure.
Stars come into the room, magpies lean on the bar. Qing song dreams fall into the sky. Affectionate is the call of the dark night, and the low golden hook is empty.
Five laws came in a hurry this morning.
The dust has not disappeared, and the shower is urgent. Weng Huan only fell when he was called, and the situation revived.
The new lotus is full of water, and the old willow dances thunder. Wandering, blurred and dark moss.
Water-tuned songs send cicadas to the water bath.
If you don't want to be depressed, you have your own grievances. New knowledge and old rain gather, and silk and bamboo stand.
Drunk and sing in the sun, wake up and give me a plum pen, as if it were midnight. Looking at the moon in the atrium is clear for you alone.
Have a rest, * * * Today, let's have a graceful dance. Green mountains and green waters still exist, and Wan Li laughs all his life.
Since then, gulls and cranes have gathered together, and the red hair is short and full. Good dreams go with the wind, and warblers are heard in the flowers.
Sixteen-character order and five articles
Qin, leisurely arranging the strings, knows the old sounds. The best solution is intimacy.
Chess, a game of dry Kun a day fan. There are all kinds of things in the world, so why not?
Books, crazy elements are not as good as laughter. The wind and cloud are moving, and the drunken ink is rushing to my house.
Poetry, mussels don't know until they are sick. I have a dull pain, and I have broken a few lines.
Notes, old dreams and new worries are far away. In front of the lamp, a clear shadow falls between the lines.