Fisherman Liu Zongyuan
An old fisherman spent the night here, under the west cliff, Xiao Ji, Qing Xiang, burning bamboo
Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog. Alas, it was a green landscape.
Looking back, the fishing boat has drifted below the horizon, and white clouds are floating in the mountains, chasing each other.
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Fishermen rest in Xishan at night, draw clear Hunan water in the morning and cook with bamboo and bamboo as firewood.
The sun came out, the clouds disappeared, and the sound of sculling came from the green landscape.
Looking back, the fishing boat has floated down in the horizon, and the white clouds on the mountain are floating at will, chasing each other.
Creation background
Liu Zongyuan's landscape poems were written in Yongzhou (now Lingling, Hunan). In 806 AD (the first year of Yuanhe in Tang Xianzong), Liu Zongyuan was demoted to Yongzhou because of his participation in the innovation of Yongzheng. He suffered a heavy political blow, left his feelings in a foreign land, wrote the famous Eight Chapters of Yongzhou, and wrote many poems describing Yongzhou's lakes and mountains. The Fisherman is one of the representative works.
Break up in a hotel in Nanjing.
Author: Li Bai
A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
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The spring breeze blows the catkins, the fragrance in the hotel is overflowing, and the maid holds out the wine and advises me to taste it carefully.
Young friends from Jinling rushed to see them off. If you want to leave or stay, you can drink your emotions.
Ask me, Donghe, Bieqing, running water, which is longer?
Creation background
This poem was written in the 14th year of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty (726). Li Bai went to Jinling (now Nanjing, Jiangsu) in the autumn when he left Shu, and stayed for about half a year. In the spring of the 14th year of Kaiyuan, the poet went to Yangzhou. When he left, a friend gave him a farewell dinner at the hotel. Li Bai wrote this poem as a farewell.