Hard pen

Su Shi (103765438+1October 8th-1August 24th), whose name is Zizhan, He Zhong, is called "Dongpo Jushi" and the world is called "Su Dongpo". Han nationality, Meizhou people. Poet and poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, litterateur of the Song Dynasty, one of the main representatives of the unrestrained school, and one of the "Eight Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties".

Although Qiu Jiang and He are both set off by scenery and guests, the post-Chibi Fu focuses on scenery, while the former Chibi Fu focuses on lyricism and philosophical interpretation.

It is the hope of October and will return to Lingao after starting from Tang Xue. The two guests never gave Sakamoto the yellow mud. Since the frost has fallen, the leaves have fallen, and the figure is on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, take care of it, and sing and answer.

He sighed: "there are guests without wine, wine without food, and the moon is white and clear." What a wonderful night! " The guest said, "At dusk today, I got a fish with a huge scale, like a Songjiang perch. How about Gu 'an's wine? " Go home and find a woman. The woman said, "I had a beer fight and hid it for a long time, just for fear that my son would need it."

So I swam to the red cliff with wine and fish. The river is noisy, and the shore breaks thousands of feet; The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Once the sun and the moon were geometric, but the mountains and rivers were unrecognizable. Jade wears clothes, walks stones, wears velvet, lives in tigers and leopards, climbs dragons, climbs storks' dangerous nests and overlooks the secluded palace in Feng Yi.

You can't cover two guests at will. However, the whistling, the vibration of vegetation, the sound of mountains and valleys, and the wind and water are surging. Giving is also quiet and sad, awe and fear, and it is impossible to stay.

Instead, get on the boat, let it flow and stop it. It will be half past midnight, and I will be lonely. There is a solitary crane, and the river comes from the east. Wings, like wheels, suddenly rang and swept to the boat and left to the west.

The guest left, gave it and fell asleep. I dreamed that a Taoist priest was wandering under Lingao and said, "The joy of Chibi?" Ask his name, but don't answer. "alas! Hey! I know all about it.

In the past night, those who flew past me were not evil, were they? "Taoist smile, to also surprised. Open an account and have a look. I can't see it.

In the first paragraph of this article, the author answers a guest song on a clear moonlight night. First, there is the regret of "no wine for guests" and "no food for wine", and then there is the pleasure of "taking wine for fish". There are twists and turns in the gentle part of the article.

In the second paragraph, from the night view of the riverbank where "the river is flowing and its banks burst in thousands of feet", I wrote "Walking on the rocks, covered with velvet ..."; From the sigh that "the geometry of the sun and the moon was once unknown" to the change of mood of "silent and awe-inspiring"