If a scholar-bureaucrat, scholar and dean of an academy are not good at playing the piano, playing chess, calligraphy, painting, drinking, enjoying tea, flowers and incense, they may be laughed at. However, if he can't write poetry, he may not be laughed at in ancient times, but only laughed at and surprised. Because fiddling, drinking flowers, tea ceremony and incense can only be regarded as a side road of "Hinayana leisure literati" at best. However, worrying about the country and the people and writing poems have always been regarded as the duty of real literati and the symbol of Mahayana scholar-officials. Therefore, the status and realm of other elegant cultural elements are really incomparable to poetry, which is also the reason why ancient novels often say that "there is poetry as evidence".
The "Eight Elegances" in China traditional culture refers to: Qin, chess, books, paintings, poems, wine, flowers and tea, each of which represents a way of life of ancient literati and a symbol of China culture.
Qin Yi
A century-old classic of bosom friend, whose name remains in the world.
When the geese fall, they will eulogize the poets, while the fish and firewood demand peace of mind.
How many times did you wake up drunk playing melody?
Even though there are countless true feelings, who will listen when the children are away?
Erqi
Smoke rises silently, and black and white are uneven.
Concentrate on searching the capsule, be clever in strategy, and concentrate in the dark.
There is no boat at the end of the mountain, and it is another day to turn back.
I'm glad to think twice about my life dream.
Uncle San
Without vanilla, there is fragrance, and the stone inkstone flies into the dye pool.
The pen goes to the dragon and snake, and the phoenix dances the three rivers.
Lushan mountain is hidden in the depths, and peach blossoms are reflected on the walls.
The iron painting silver hook book is eternal, and the spring and autumn elegant things are hidden.
Huasi
Clouds, rain, mountains and rivers are all packed with plain paper, and the breeze and the waning moon enter China.
A dime is full of rhyme, and seven colors melt several degrees.
The mountain road is ringing, and the boat draws a snow pavilion.
Who will stay in spring, only the flowers of Danqing will last forever.
Five poems
Examining Pingping's new essays, I love poetry, and my soul is close to epilepsy.
Chao Fu was sad and angry. At dusk, he laughed and pitied.
Spring flowers and autumn rain are all rhyme, and Xiao Yue frost is all connected.
I have forgotten my good words, so I don't know the year in Tang Dynasty.
Liujiu
Light fragrance, slightly translucent, fragrant outside Xinghua Village.
Don't hold hands with infinite affection, friends will get drunk when they pour cups.
Often accompanied by poets drinking on the moon, but also accompanied by scholars around the poetry.
Tianya Wan Li loves to go home, and my hometown is my favorite.
Qihua
The bottom of the dead leaves is waiting for Xinyang, always dark and fragrant.
Red cheeks are ashamed to peep at the butterfly dance, while lips are light and busy singing bees.
Invite the spring scenery to show the garden and catch the breeze.
There is no regret in the dust, and new students look at Xingchang from this.
Bacha
The bottom of the dead leaves is waiting for Xinyang, always dark and fragrant.
The essence of the sun and the moon is hidden at the bottom of the leaves, and the meditation bath is not publicized.
Quietly blend the colors of the four seas and mountains, and the fragrance of the Millennium is faint.
The idle wind outside the window changes with the temperature, and the friends in the pot are fragrant.