In the Ming Dynasty, Wang was a noble family in Jintan. Wang Yanhong's ancestors were very glorious. Wang Gang, Wang Qiao and Wang Kentang, three generations of literati, are all well-read and have made remarkable political achievements. Wang Yanhong's grandfather, Wang Qijiang, whose real name is Ding Yu, is Gong Sheng, the eldest son of Wang Qiao, and the eldest brother of Wang Kentang. He used to be a professor in Pinghu and Zhangzhou, and later he was promoted to Shexian. Wang Yanhong's father, Wang Chan, whose real name was Bomao, was later renamed Li Chang, and served as the magistrate of Nan 'an, Fujian. Therefore, Wang Yanhong was born into a family of scholarly family and officials. He married a wife of his own age. Husband and wife love and respect each other, and have a daughter, Wang Lang, a famous poetess in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties.
Wang Yanhong's career and life were terrible. He lost his wife at the age of 36 and was not elected at the age of 4/kloc-0. Chongzhen, at the age of four, paid tribute to Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture. But at this point, he was already ill. In the fifteenth year of Chongzhen (1642), he died at the age of 50. In the Ming Dynasty, the local Confucian government set up professors (from Jiupin), the state set up schools, and the county set up decrees, each supplemented by two or three teaching practices. According to modern parlance, Wang Yanhong was only a county school instructor with no quality and level in his later years.
Wang Yanhong is a brilliant poet. He is familiar with ancient times and is good at poetry and calligraphy. The year before last winter, the author bought two sets of his poems, Doubtful Rain and Clouds, from the Shanghai Antique Market. After reading it, I couldn't put it down. These two sets of poems are arranged according to the year of creation. * * * contains 1372 poems with the word 104, among which there are about 1000 colored poems describing the love between men and women. These works are fluent in language, sincere in feelings and fragrant, which are mostly related to the poet's life experience. Wang Yanhong regards writing poetry as his life. He used classic and exquisite love poems to solve his fame complex, used profound and gorgeous love poems to pin his yearning for a better spirit, and used affectionate love poems to soothe his tortured soul on the way to the imperial examination. Poems are full of romantic, infatuated, regretful, nostalgic and sad words, such as "There are no red beans in the water town, so what can I give you to help you with your lovesickness", "A lovely person is like a bright moon, so it's hard to find a way to avoid smoking", "It's worth 1,000 yuan for half an hour, so it's like a flower" and "There are several floors of fragrant trees, but only joy and sorrow". Unfortunately, another book of poetry by Wang Yanhong, Mud Lotus, has been lost and can't be found.
Influenced by the literary retro-ism of the "seven poets before and after" in the late Ming Dynasty, Wang Yanhong earnestly studied and inherited the poetic styles of Li Shangyin, Han Wo, Yuan Zhen and Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty, especially boldly borrowed and explored Li Shangyin's profound and delicate poetic style, which fully demonstrated his specialty in lyricism. The Dictionary of Poetry Appreciation in Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties (Shanghai Dictionary Publishing House) commented: "Many poets in Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties imitated Li Shangyin to write love poems, and Wang Jihui achieved the highest success."
Selected works of Wang Yanhong
Candle poem
In April, the spring silkworms have been stripped, and people are trapped in the wedding day. I don't know how to knit a sweater, but I slept like a flower for several nights.
Four songs without titles
When Nong Yu was unmarried, she was very conservative. I went back to my aunt jiao from the painting room several times and was ashamed to drag flowers. A thousand butterflies are caught in a short dream, and nine women are leisurely at the beginning. I went back to my husband to sing, but the bead curtain refused to peek.
Learn not to learn from Mrs. Wei, learn to sing Liu Jun, parrots teach new methods by themselves, and children practice incense at leisure. The mirror casts a charming color, and the account awakens a good dream. A couch of tea smoke is as clear as water, and the golden hairpin marks the heartbroken line.
Qiong Shu Yao Zhi is particularly clear that Luochuan should be an old musical instrument. Everyone knows the Jasper in the pavilion, and Luo Fu upstairs only uses her own name. Two feet of cloud is too short for bun and five baht is too light for fog. Never make much emotional appeal, ashamed to read the fourth sound of Guan Ju.
Cultivate colorful qualities to the stage of Yao, and don't put down the curtain. One who collects precious stones, including stones and fragrant coal. The waist is not allowed to be imitated by peers, and the personality is also guessed from the husband. My mother made a mistake in teaching her not to marry and peeked at painting several times.
Six makeup poems
Shy refused to get off the dresser, and the servant girl surrounded Jiuzi. People who send messages that they are tired of makeup say that they are careless in applying vermicelli.
Ten steps are loud and blue, and the makeup is weak at night. Shame will try to double treat, and leave it with Zhang Lang.
It is said that marriage is scary and stupid, and there are two sides to it. I don't know if my husband is particularly pitiful, but I remember when I was angry with my mother.
Ashamed of the bright window, wearing a treasure mirror gives birth to light. I hate black magpies. I am like a silent bed.
I used to draw a mandarin duck with a smile, but now it's a phoenix. Do not worship the queen mother. I heard that Jade Bird reported Liu Lang.
The cloud is a pair of snow muscles, and heaven teaches it to men. Turn around and wipe your tears on the bank of the Milky Way, but don't go home again.
Two words
Man Jiang Hong
The spring rain was chaotic, and I cried. Bored, the smell of the guest window, the candlelight for several nights? At first glance, people are thrown into their eyes, and their eyebrows are depressed. Ask who the heartbroken word is, Lou Dong. After cutting the screen, the song dried up. Snuggle up in mr.zhou's face and tell him frequently. Love bright eyes and autumn scissors, moths are charming. Happiness is thin and bitter, without laughter. Stay alone when you are sick. Looking up to the sky, you can concentrate on learning and become a golden house.
Jasmine niannujiao
In the afternoon, the curtains are silent and cloudy, and you can see the trees in the backyard. Green flowers are everywhere, and suddenly I see the abundance of Qiongpa. Xue Yan's skin, Jolie's form, wiped out the human body's summer heat. Still worried about windy days, the screen is covered with curtains. I remember singing and drinking, smelling the black musk deer, laughing and looking for clothes to get wet with dew. Before the month is dry, the sky is like water, accompanied by the window of thanking the mother. After a bath, it's light, cold and slippery, always sentimental. It makes people dream, and the pillow is messy.