Spring has returned upstairs in Yueyang, and the geese are flying in the lake. The broad sky of cloth sails follows the path of birds, and the wind in the stone forest blows people's clothes. The spring water is fresh and reaches the horse's belly, and the floating beach is about to reach the foot of the western mountain. From a distance, you can see the beautiful mountains and pine trees, and the dark valleys with weeping roses on them. Sha Mian grass has a biting nature and is not arrogant. It looks sideways and calls out to each other. I glanced at the stars in the forest, and the wind whistled independently on the original land. Don’t you see that the true species of the Central Plains has disappeared, how can we rush to the south? The body is strong enough to support the husband, and is willing to recognize the strange bones in times of danger. Even if the tribute horses come from the northwest, the east and west squares and the garrison will be opened. Since all the slaves and horses are in the same boat, you don't have to worry about your four hooves falling off. ——Song Dynasty·Huang Tingjian's "Picture of Spring Shepherding by Pengli in Boshi" Picture of Spring Shepherding by Pengli in Boshi Spring has returned upstairs in Yueyang, and the geese are flying in the waves in the lake.
The sky is wide with cloth sails and follows the path of birds, and the wind in the stone forest blows people's clothes.
The spring water reaches the horse's belly, and the floating beach is about to reach the foot of the western mountain.
Looking at the beautiful mountains and pine trees from a distance, there are dark valleys with weeping roses on them.
The sand grass has a biting nature and is not arrogant. It looks sideways and calls out to each other.
I glanced at the stars in the forest, and the wind blew independently on the plains.
If you don’t see that Hu Chen, the true species of the Central Plains, has disappeared, how can he rush to the southbound market?
The body is strong enough to carry the husband, and is willing to recognize the strange bones in times of danger.
Even if the tribute horses come from the northwest, the east and west squares will guard the clouds.
There are many people who are in the same boat, so you don’t have to worry about your four hooves falling off. Huang Tingjian (1045.8.9-1105.5.24), courtesy name Luzhi, nicknamed Valley Taoist, later nicknamed Fu Weng, was born in Fenning, Hongzhou (now Xiushui County, Jiujiang City, Jiangxi Province). He was a famous writer and calligrapher in the Northern Song Dynasty. The founder of the Jiangxi Poetry School at that time, together with Du Fu, Chen Shidao and Chen Yuyi, was known as the "one ancestor and three sects" (Huang Tingjian was one of them). Together with Zhang Lei, Chao Buzhi, and Qin Guan, they all studied under Su Shi's sect, and they were collectively known as the "Four Scholars of the Su School". During his lifetime, he was as famous as Su Shi and was known as "Su Huang" in the world. He is the author of "Valley Ci", and Huang Tingjian's calligraphy is also unique, and he is one of the "Four Calligraphers of the Song Dynasty".
Huang Tingjian My sect is a master of ink and bamboo, but I don’t know what I am doing. God's creation furnace is like picking up lost things. Wind, snow, smoke and rain, prosperity and depression are all at one time. This thing holds the evening festival, and you polish it. It may sprout or become stone, and the hanging basket may be in danger. There is rain in the forest, and I use my pen to catch up with it. The wind is blowing fiercely, and the sound is cool and the sound is loud. The frost rabbit beams are healthy, and the pine smoke is full of inkstone fertilizer. Pan Huan has not yet written, but he must hit the mark when he writes. In today's world, people who appreciate learning from the heart are like those who make fun of others. Or you can leave your daughter-in-law and choose Xinpi. The branches should not have knots, and the leaves will go nowhere. If you don't give it together, how can you write poems when you are sick? Recalling that you have just untied your saddle, the crescent moon hangs on your eyebrows. At night, I go up to the golden mirror and sit there sighing at the brilliant scenery. I have a good silk, Qingming wants a date. Yiyiqi's garden posture, this king has majesty. I wish to make hundreds of poles, water and stone depend on each other. His jade is moved by the wind in his youth, leaving me to think about it after leaving. The picture is soothing to the eyes, when will it be achieved? ——Song Dynasty·Huang Tingjian's "Five Bamboo Paintings by Yun Xie and Di Hui before Ci Qian"
Five Bamboo Paintings by Yun Xie and Di Hui before Ci Qian
Huang Tingjian of Song Dynasty Read more∨ I Zong Mo repairs bamboo without knowing his intentions.
God’s creation furnace is like picking up lost things.
Wind, snow, smoke and rain, glory and despair are all at one time.
This thing holds the evening festival, and you polish it.
If there are sprouts or stones, there is danger of hanging the basket.
There is rain in the forest, and I use my pen to catch up with it.
There is a strong blast of ten thousand sounds, a slight coolness and a loud sound.
The frost rabbit bundles are healthy, and the pine smoke is full of inkstone fertilizer.
Pan Huan has not yet written, but he must hit the mark when he writes.
In today’s world, people who praise their hearts and learn from others are like those who make fun of others.
Maybe you can leave your daughter-in-law and choose Xinpi.
The branches should not be connected to the knots, and the leaves will go nowhere.
If you don’t give it together, how can you write poems when you are sick?
I recall you taking off your saddle for the first time, with the crescent moon hanging over your eyebrows.
When night comes, I sit in the golden mirror and sigh at the sight of the scenery.
I have a good silk, Qingming wants the date of the meeting.
Yi Yiqi looks like a garden, this king is majestic.
I would like to make hundreds of poles, water and stone depend on each other.
His age is like a piece of jade, leaving me to think about it after leaving.
The picture fills the eyes with comfort, when will it be achieved? ▲ Immortals and scholars used to roll up turtle shells, and clams can wash away their sorrows. The flavor is not better than that of Erzhi, which is comparable to the wine of Xishan. ——Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty, "The Two Stings of Generations Explain the Mockery"
The Second Stings of the Generations Explain the Mockery The immortal Confucians used to roll up their turtle shells, and clams could wash away their sorrows.
The flavor is no better than that of Erzhi, which is comparable to the wine of Xishan. In the past, Li Beihai's calligraphy and calligraphy were wonderful in the world. The green moss in the stone chamber is unknown to the world, but the original is priceless. The word "meat" is not "fat" and "hides the rabbit's edge". The good points of Lang Guan's wall magazine are the same. I hope you can quickly carry out the gift when you unload the suitcase, so as not to break the silver hook and lose the silverfish. —— Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty, "The ancient stone chamber tablet of Xu Hui and Li Beihai was promoted by poetry"
The ancient stone chamber tablet of Xu Hui and Li Beihai was promoted by poetry
In the past, Li Beihai's calligraphy was wonderful The world.
The green moss in the stone chamber is unknown to the world, but the original is priceless.
The word "meat" is not fat, but the edge of the rabbit is hidden, and the good points of Langguan's wall magazine are the same.
I hope you can quickly carry out the gift when you unload the suitcase, so as not to break the silver hook and lose the silverfish.