Wang Wei is a representative writer of the landscape pastoral poetry school in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He has many literary and artistic talents and is proficient in painting, calligraphy and music. In his early years, Wang Wei was determined to achieve fame and success, and wrote many poems with vigorous style, broad realm, and full of heroic spirit. Most of them were poems about frontier fortresses and knight-errants, such as "Youth's Journey", "Military Journey", "Old General's Journey", "Longtou Yin", "Envoy to the Fortress", etc. However, it is the pastoral poetry that established its position in the history of Tang Dynasty poetry and best marked its poetic artistic achievements. The main content of his poems is to reflect pastoral hermit life and describe natural landscapes. Such as "Weichuan Tianjia", "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn", "Zhongnan Mountain", "Birdsong Stream", "Lu Chai", "Zhuli Pavilion", "Xinyiwu", etc., or write about the tranquility and leisure of pastoral life, or Write about the tranquility and beauty of natural scenery.
Fenghe Shengzhi left the road from Penglai to Xingqing Pavilion to look forward to the spring rain in the spring rain. The work was made by Wang Wei
The Weishui River lingers in the Qin Saiqu, and the Huangshan Mountain is sloping around the Han Palace. Luan Yu walked out of Qianmen Liu, and looked back at the flowers in Shangyuan from the pavilion road. There are two phoenix towers in the Imperial City of Yunli, and tens of thousands of trees bloom in the rain.
It is to take advantage of the Yang Qi to carry out the seasons, not to play with the beauty of things.
On the pillars of the Datong Palace, the Jade Zhilong Pond is illuminated by the God of Qingyun. Hundreds of officials in the Palace see it...Wang Wei immediately
Want to laugh at Zhou Wen's banquet with pickaxes, and watch the martial arts of Han Dynasty from afar Hengfen. Little did he know that there were three beauties in the jade palace, and five clouds coming out of the copper pool. Yao's bottle on the street tilts the Beidou, and Shun's music in front of the building moves the south.
*** May God’s will agree with that of man’s will, and long live the Holy King.
The imperial edict bestowed cherries to hundreds of officials (then Minister of Education) Wang Wei
Thousands of officials met under the Furong Palace, and the vermilion cherries from the Forbidden City came out of the upper gate. It was only after the Spring Recommendation in the Garden.
It was not because of the broken bird’s title in the imperial garden. When he returns to his saddle, he carries a green silk cage, and the envoy in the middle often tilts a red jade plate.
You don’t need to worry about internal heat when you are full, as high officials still have sugarcane juice cold.
The emperor borrowed the Jiucheng Palace of King Qi to escape the summer heat and taught Wang Wei
The emperor left Danfeng Palace far away, and the Book of Heaven borrowed the Cuiwei Palace far away. There is cloud and mist on the clothes through the window,
The mountain spring rolls into the mirror. The sound of water in the forest is noisy and laughing, and the color of the trees among the rocks hides the huts.
The Immortal Family may not be able to win this, so why blow the sheng into the blue sky?
Wang Wei and Jia Sheren's early dynasty to the Daming Palace
The chicken man with crimson skirts sent Xiaochao away, and he went into Cuiyunqiu with his clothes still on. Nine heavens closed the palace,
All nations wore their hats and bowed their heads. The sun has just come and the fairy palms are moving, and the cigarettes are about to float next to the dragon.
After the court is over, the five-color edict must be cut, and the sound of the sword should be returned to Fengchitou.
Wang Wei and Wang Wei, Taichang Wei's chief secretary, Wulang Wen Tang.
The emperor of the Han Dynasty left the palace and connected to the terrace, half of the Qinchuan River was illuminated by the setting sun. The green mountains are surrounded by red flags,
The green stream comes from the Jade Palace. Pedestrians are passing through the trees in Xinfeng, and hunting horses are returning from the edge of Xiaoyuan City.
I heard that the sweet spring can offer gifts, and I know that Ziyun is the only one with talent.
The people of Yuanshe were able to write Sanskrit characters and master Sanskrit sounds, and they performed all the songs to the best of their ability. The play was given to Wang Wei as a gift.
The famous Confucian scholar was waiting for the imperial edict to fill the bus. The talented man is Lang Dian Shiqu. The Lotus Dharma hides the heart in suspense,
The Bayeux Sutra is written by hand. Xu Sheng Yang Ma is the most famous poet in Chu. Who can distinguish the Sanskrit word Lu Yu?
Therefore, we always look at each other for three reasons. I hope you will never be tired of staying in Minglu.
Wang Wei, the doctor of Zhonghuoyuan (who was also a member of the Treasury Department at that time)
How lucky he is to bring incense to the Supreme Being, but I feel ashamed that he has not repaid his master's kindness. The vegetation can repay the rain and dew as much as possible.
In prosperity and decline, I dare to ask questions about the world. The immortal man deliberately took pity on his fellow servants, and the prime minister selflessly swept the door.
Yangzi dismissed his ridicule, but Feng Tang has grown old and recovered.
Repay Guo and serve Wang Wei
The cave gate and high pavilion are full of afterglow, and the peaches and plums are shaded and the catkins are flying. There are few bells in the forbidden area and official residences are late.
There are few people singing birds in the province. In the morning, I shake my jade pendant and go to the golden palace; in the evening, I worship Suo Wei with a book from heaven.
The old man who has a strong desire to obey the emperor will take off his court clothes due to illness.
Going out of the fortress (at that time, he was the censor supervising the fortress) Wang Wei
Outside the city of Juyan, hunting for geniuses, white grass and mountains were burning. Driving horses when the clouds are clear at dusk,
It is a good place to shoot vultures on the plains in autumn. Protecting the Qiang lieutenants, the generals crossed the Liao Dynasty at night.
With a jade target, a horn, a bow and a bead to rein in the horse, the Han family will give Huo whoring and Yao.
After being pardoned, he went back to pay homage to the imperial court, felt the grace of God, stole the book, and offered it with despise. He waited for the princes and kings to defend their crowns
Suddenly, he received the imperial edict from the Han Dynasty and returned his crown, and then he became aware of the King of Yin. Untie the snare. The sun is brighter than the emperor, but it is still dark.
The life of the saint in heaven is not long.
Everyone knows how to laugh when the flowers welcome the joy, and when the birds recognize the joy, they also understand the song.
When I heard about the new seals in hundreds of cities, I also came to the two palaces to sing.
Wang Wei sent Master Fang back to Songshan Mountain
The immortal official wanted to go to Jiulongtan, and he leaned against the stone niche with a red banner. The mountain presses halfway up the sky, and a hole penetrates the bottom of the river and comes out of the south of the Yangtze River. The cedars and pine trees in the waterfall often bring rain, and the setting sun suddenly turns green into mist.
May I ask about the arrival of the two white cranes? Zeng Hengyue sent Su Dan off.
Send Yang Shaofu to demote Chenzhou Wang Wei
When I go to Hengshan and Dongting in the Ming Dynasty, I feel like listening to the sound of apes in the autumn moon. Worried about the distance between Beizhu and Xiangxiang,
It is said that the south wind is light at five or two. I passed through Xiakou when the grass was stale, and left Huancheng in the white-headed waves.
Changsha will soon keep talented people, so why should Jia Yi mourn Qu Ping?
The passer-through is like the Zen master Xiao layman, Songqiu Lanruo and Wang Wei
Wuzhutian's brother and brother, Songqiu Lanruo is like a clear peak. The sound of chimes chiming when eating is heard under the crow's nest, and the sound of falling leaves in the empty forest as one walks. The bursting water will definitely invade the fragrant table and make it wet, and the raindrops will make the stone bed flat.
What are the long pine trees in the deep cave, just like Mr. Tianzhu in ancient times.
In spring, I went to Xinchang with Pei Di to visit Lu Yiren, but I didn't meet Wang Wei.
Taoyuan has always been free of dust, so I visited the south end of Liushi City to be in seclusion. When you arrive at the door, you don't dare to ask about ordinary birds.
Why ask the owner when looking at bamboo. The green hills above the city are like houses, and the water flowing from the east side flows into the west neighborhood.
I have been shut up and writing books for many years, and all the pine trees grown have grown into dragon scales.
Drinking wine with Pei Di and Wang Wei
Drinking wine and being forgiving to the king, relationships are overturned like waves. Prime Minister Bai knew that he was still pressing his sword.
The elders of the rich family laughed and flicked their crowns. The grass is all wet with drizzle, and the branches are about to move in the spring wind and cold.
There is no need to ask about the floating clouds of the world. It is better to lie down high and eat more.
Wang Wei, Wangchuan Biye Industry
It took less than a year to go to Dongshan and he had time to plant spring fields after returning. In the rain, the grass is green and dyed, and the peach blossoms on the water are red. Bhikkhu Youlou was a scholar of scriptures and was a virtuous person from his hometown.
We meet each other in our clothes, chatting and laughing happily in front of the door.
Wang Wei in the Mountains in Early Autumn
I don’t dare to be tired in the morning, so I want to head towards the East River to guard the old fence. Don't you hate that Shang Ping got married early, but you hate that Tao Ling left office too late. The crickets in the grass are ringing in the approaching autumn, and the cicadas in the mountains are singing sadly at dusk.
The lonely Chaimen has no one, and the empty forest is alone with the white clouds.
Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang (one work returned to Wangchuanzhuang in autumn) Wang Wei
Jiyu empty forest fireworks are late, steaming quinoa and cooking millet. Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and yellow orioles sing in the overcast summer trees. In the mountains, I quietly watch the hibiscus trees, and under the pine tree, I break the dew sunflowers in the clear house.
Let the old man compete with others for a seat, but the seagull is even more suspicious of it.
Listen to the Moxa Wang Wei
The grass outside Shanglan Gate is luxuriant, and it is nestled among the flowers in Weiyang Palace. There are also people who follow each other through the imperial garden.
I don’t know if they are facing the golden embankment. The arrival of spring means thousands of words, and hundreds of birds can sing before dawn.
Thousands of households should wake up to the dawn. Why listen to the rooster when establishing a charter?
Mrs. Xi (20 years old) Wang Wei
Don’t be favored by the present and forget the kindness of the past. Looking at the flowers brings tears to my eyes, but I don’t like what the King of Chu said.
Ban Jieyu's three poems by Wang Wei
The shadows of fireflies are reflected in the jade windows, and the sound of people in the golden palace is overwhelming. In the autumn night, the curtains are guarded, and the solitary lamp never goes out.
Autumn grass grows in the palace, and the king's kindness is sparse. It's worth hearing the phoenix blowing, and spending time with a golden chariot outside the door.
The strange thing is that the makeup pavilion is closed, and the people below are not welcoming. In the spring garden, there is laughter among the flowers.
Wangchuan Collection·Wang Wei in Mengcheng Ao
At the entrance of Mengcheng, the new home, the ancient trees and willows remain. Who will be the one who comes again? It’s empty and sad that there are people in the past.
Wangchuan Collection·Huazigang Wangwei
The birds are endless, and the mountains are full of autumn colors. Up and down Huazigang, how melancholy I feel.
Wangchuan Collection·Wenxingguan Wang Wei
Wenxing is cut into beams, and lemongrass is knotted into a space. I don’t know the clouds in the building, but they are like rain on earth.
Wangchuan Collection·Jinzhuling Wang Wei
The sandalwood trees reflect the music in the sky, and the greenery ripples. Secretly entering Shangshan Road, the woodcutter cannot know.
Wangchuan Collection·Luchai Wangwei
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard. Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
Wangchuan Collection·Mulan Chai Wangwei
The autumn mountains collect the remaining photos, and the flying birds chase the former couple. The colorful greenery is clear, but the twilight is nowhere to be seen.
Wangchuanji·Zhuyuba Wangwei
The fruit is red and green, and it blooms again like a flower. A guest in the mountains placed this hibiscus cup.
Wangchuan Collection·Gonghuai Street Wang Wei
The flat path shades the palace locust trees, and the shade is covered with green moss. When I answered the door, I welcomed the sweep, fearing that a mountain monk would come.
Wangchuan Collection·Lake Pavilion Wang Wei
The light boat welcomes the guests and comes up the lake leisurely. When the pavilion is full of wine, hibiscus blooms on all sides.
Wangchuan Collection·Nantong Wang Wei
It is difficult to get to Miao in the north with a light boat. Looking at other people's houses from across the river, I don't recognize them from a distance.
Wangchuan Collection·Jianhu Wang Wei
Playing the flute at Lingjipu, seeing off my husband at dusk. Looking back on the lake, the green mountains are covered with white clouds.
Wangchuan Collection·Liu Lang Wang Wei
The branches are connected with Qi trees, and the reflections are reflected in the clear ripples. If you don't learn how to go up the ditch, the spring breeze will hurt you.
Wangchuan Collection·Luan Jiase and Wang Wei
In the rustling autumn rain, shallow rocks fell down. The jumping waves splashed against each other, and the egrets fell back in surprise.
Wangchuan Collection·Jinchiquan Wang Wei
If you drink from Jinchiquan every day, you will be more than a thousand years old. Cui Feng Yi Wen Chi, Yu Jie Chao Jade Emperor.
Wangchuan Collection·White Stone Beach Wang Wei
Clear and shallow white stone beach, with green cattails in the direction. The house lives on the east side of the water, under the bright moon.
Wangchuan Collection·Wang Wei of Beitong
Beidong Lake is north of the water, and miscellaneous trees reflect the vermilion. The meandering water of Nanchuan River reaches the end of Qinglin River.
Wangchuan Collection·Zhuli Pavilion Wang Wei
Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People in the deep forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
Wangchuan Collection·Xinyiwu Wang Wei
The hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood have red calyxes in the mountains. There is no one in the stream. They open and close one after another.
Wangchuan Collection·Qiyuan Wang Wei
The ancients were not arrogant officials, and they managed world affairs from afar. Occasionally send a micro-official, whistling several trees.
Wangchuan Collection·Jiaoyuan Wang Wei
Gui Zun welcomes the emperor's son, and Du Ruo presents the beautiful lady. I lay down the Yao banquet with pepper paste, and I want to go to Yunzhongjun.
Five miscellaneous poems by Huangfu Yue Yunxi·Birdsong Stream by Wang Wei
The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
Five miscellaneous poems by Huangfu Yue Yunxi·Wang Wei of Lotus Pier
Every day I go to pick lotuses, and many of the island leaders return in the evening. Don't splash water when making a pole, for you are afraid of getting the red lotus clothes wet.
Five miscellaneous poems by Huangfu Yue Yunxi·Cormorant Weir and Wang Wei
The red lotus suddenly disappeared, but the clear Pu Yang came back. He is independent, holding a fish in his hand. Check it out in ancient times.
Five miscellaneous poems by Huangfu Yue Yunxi·Wang Wei on the Pingtian
Plowing on the Pingtian in the morning, plowing on the Pingtian at dusk. If I ask for help, I would rather know that I am a wise man.
Five miscellaneous poems by Huangfu Yue Yunxi·Pingchi Wang Wei
The spring pond is deep and wide, and I will wait for the boat to return. The lush green trees are blooming, and the weeping poplar trees are blooming again.
Reply to Wang Wei's work on Pei Diwang's Reminiscence of Zhongnan Mountain when He Caught the Rain in the Wind
The cold current in Miaomiao is wide, and the autumn rain is dim. When you ask about Zhongnan Mountain, you know that it is beyond the white clouds.
Wang Wei, my brothers and sisters in the mountain
There are many Dharma couples in the mountain, and they form a group by themselves for meditating. Looking across the city from afar, we can only see white clouds.
I heard that the scholar Pei Di recited a poem and presented it to Wang Wei for his play.
The ape chants "Why is it so painful?" Don't listen to the sound of Wu Gorge, which will break your heart.