Li Qingzhao (1084-1151) was born in a scholarly family. His father Li is proficient in classics and history, and his mother Wang also knows how to write and write. Influenced by her family, she was gifted at an early age. Li Qingzhao is well versed in poetry, prose, calligraphy, painting and music, with ci as the highest achievement. Her words were euphemistic, fresh and sincere. With the changes of life in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, his works showed different characteristics in the early and later periods. The early ci reflects her boudoir life, thoughts and feelings, and shows natural scenery and parting feelings. Such as "Like a Dream". Later poems changed from beautiful and bright to desolate and sad, expressing homesickness and nostalgia when injured, and also placing strong thoughts on national subjugation. The most famous is "Summer quatrains". Li Qingzhao's literary creation has a distinctive and unique artistic style, ranking first among graceful and restrained schools, which has a great influence on later generations and is unique in the field of ci, and is called "Yi 'an Style".
[Edit this paragraph] The life of the character
Li Qingzhao was born in a scholar-bureaucrat family who loved literature and art, and his father was Li, a Jinan native, a scholar and Su Shi. Li Qingzhao and her husband, Yuan Wailang of Zhao Mingcheng Department, have rich books and are good at literature and lyrics. There is a stone tablet carved on the south of the north wall of Dongzhai of Qufu Confucius Temple, which reads: "Give a certain punishment, learn from Li, worship Ning (1 102) on the 28th day of the first month, lead a brown, cross the river, meet, March far away and worship the forest." My mother is the granddaughter of the top scholar, and she is very cultured. Influenced by her family, especially her father Li, she was good at poetry and songs in her youth.
At the age of eighteen, Li Qingzhao married Zhao Mingcheng. After the marriage, Qingzhao and her husband hit it off as if they were inseparable. "Couples are good at winning friends." After marriage, Li Qingzhao and her former student Zhao Mingcheng studied epigraphy and calligraphy together and lived a happy and beautiful life. Zhao Fu was a famous politician at that time. After marriage, she devoted herself to the further study of literature and art and the collection and research of epigraphy. She and Zhao Mingcheng encouraged each other to create ci, and their techniques became more and more mature. One year on the Double Ninth Festival, Li Qingzhao wrote the famous "Drunken Flowers" and gave it to her husband who was an official outside: "The fog is thick and the clouds are always sad, and the brain sells golden beasts. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. " The loneliness of the autumn boudoir and the melancholy of the boudoir are vividly on the paper. According to the record of the Cape Ring Record, Zhao Mingcheng was amazed and unwilling to give in after receiving it, so he closed the door and forgot to eat and sleep, and wrote fifty poems for three days and three nights. He incorporated this poem by Li Qingzhao into it and asked his friend Lu Defu to comment on it. Lu Defu played it over and over again and said, "Only three sentences are excellent." Zhao asked which three sentences it was, and Lu said, "It's not charming. The curtain rolls west, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."
However, the good times did not last long, and the struggle between the old and new parties in North Korea intensified. A pair of mandarin ducks are separated alive, and Zhao Li faces each other across the river, suffering from lovesickness.
In A.D. 1 127, the northern Jin family invaded Bianjing, and Qin Zong was captured and fled south. Li Qingzhao and his wife also fled to Jiangnan with the refugees. Wandering in a different place, the loss of the stone calligraphy and painting collected for many years brought her a deep blow and great pain. Later, the Jin people moved south, and the Southern Song Dynasty was corrupt and incompetent, destroying the Great Wall. Zhao Mingcheng was covered in blood, but before he could conquer him, he was dead. The following year, Zhao Mingcheng died in Jiankang (now Nanjing), which added unbearable grief to her. When Li Qingzhao was lonely, Zhang Ruzhou took the opportunity to defraud Li Qingzhao of her money and showed her kindness in every way. Li Qingzhao was very helpless at that time and married Zhang Ruzhou against the secular trend. After marriage, both of them found themselves cheated. Zhang Ruzhou found that Li Qingzhao was not as rich as she thought, and Li Qingzhao also found Zhang Ruzhou's hypocrisy, even to the later fists and feet. Later, Li Qingzhao discovered that Zhang Ruzhou's official position came from accepting bribes and sued Zhang Ruzhou. In the social environment at that time, the wife reported her husband, and even if the husband was found guilty, the wife would be imprisoned. After Li Qingzhao went to prison, her family bribed the jailer, and Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng were released after 9 days in prison, which ended the marriage of less than 100 days. Li Qingzhao, who witnessed the destruction of the country, was "bitter, poor and indomitable". In her later years of "searching and being cold and clear", she tried her best to compile "The Story of the Stone" and completed her husband's unfinished business. Nomads from the rampage aroused her strong patriotic feelings, and she actively advocated the Northern Expedition to recover the Central Plains. However, the decadent and incompetent Southern Song Dynasty made Li Qingzhao's hopes go up in smoke. Li Qingzhao also wrote a bold and unrestrained "Summer quatrains" in the early days of Nandu: "Life is a hero, and death is a ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. " He used Xiang Yu's unyielding death to satirize Hui Zong's father and son's loss of power and humiliation, and expressed his indignation at the Song Dynasty. After leaving her hometown for many years, her broken heart was vilified by the literati class, and she was more seriously hurt by remarriage. She was helpless, helpless, poor, wandering around, and finally died alone in Jiangnan.
[Edit this paragraph] Representative works
Words: Wuling Spring, drunken flower shade, plum blossom and lotus root fragrance, jade and autumn fragrance, small and heavy mountains with green grass in spring, high pavilion in Hubei, cold dolly, something close, the wind will set the flowers deep, like a dream, and it rained sparsely last night.
Poetry: Wuxi Zhongxing Monument Poetry, Wujiang Poetry, Huangting Spring Posting Poetry, Yutai Poetry, Zhou Poetry, Summer Poetry, etc.
Text: preface to Jinshi Lu, on ci, preface to beating horses, and vote for Qin Chongli, a bachelor of Hanlin, etc.
Key word set:
Dianjiangchun
Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
Leaning against the post is just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.
Dianjiangchun
Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.
Seeing the guests come in, socks and gold hairpin all slipped away and left in shame. Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei.
Huanxisha
Don't make a cup of dark amber, melt it before you get drunk, you should be late.
The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold golden bun is loose, and the time and space are red to candlelight.
Huanxisha
In the yard, the idle windows are deep in spring, the heavy curtains are not heavy, and the lyre leans against the floor speechless.
In the distant mountains, the dusk is in a hurry, the wind is blowing and the rain is beating, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.
Huanxisha
The spring is chilly, the jade stove is full of hookah, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers.
Swallows haven't come yet, so we are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.
Huanxisha
The bun hurts the spring and combs more, and the evening wind falls to the courtyard at the beginning of plum blossom, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.
Jade duck smoked the brain, Zhu Ying covered the tassel, and rhinoceros also relieved the cold.
Huanxisha:
Embroidered hibiscus smiles, leans on Baoyu duck's fragrant cheeks, and guesses.
On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful, giving you a deep affection.
(The first two sentences are written like this: "Lotus is smiling on the face, and Feibao duck is lined with fragrant cheeks." )
Slow voice
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold.
Three glasses of light wine, how can you object to his being late? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
Indus is drizzling, and at dusk, it is falling. This time, what a sad sentence!
Complain about one's feelings
At night, God's mouth removes makeup late, and the plum calyx sticks. When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return.
People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Back to Hong Sheng, the broken rinspeed, the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace. The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp.
The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow. Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
The wind is soft, spring is still early, and the shirt is in a good mood. I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples.
Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear.
within walking distance
The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.
The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The soul dream is unbearable, miserable, and even more screaming.
Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy
Every year in the snow, I often get drunk with plum blossoms, and I don't care, so I win tears all over my clothes!
I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
Qin Yi goose
Forests, chaotic mountains and thin smog in Ye Ping. The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk.
The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall. When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn.
Pick mulberry seeds with words
Who planted banana trees in front of the window? Yin fills the atrium; Yin fills the heart and leaves warm the heart.
Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain; A little rain, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening!
Spread happy sand.
Rub the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright.
Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.
Spread happy sand.
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.
Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.
Wulingchun
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.
Zui Hua Yin
The mist is thick and the clouds are thick, and the days are sad. Kapoor is among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say you don't need a soul. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Nangezi
The milky way turns in the sky, and the curtain on earth hangs. Liangsheng's pillow was covered with tears. He took off his clothes and asked, What is night?
The emerald lotus is small, and the golden lotus root leaves are thin. Old weather and old clothes, only feel different, hometown!
The resentment of the prince and grandson
The lake is windy, autumn dusk, and red and fragrant. Water, mountains and mountains are close to each other, inexhaustible, and infinite.
Lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, clear dew and washing, apple flowers and plants. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.
Quail day
The cold locks the window, and the phoenix tree should hate the night frost. Wine column prefers bitter tea, and dreams are broken.
Autumn has passed, the days are still long, and Zhong Xuanhuai is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk than to stay at a respectful distance from others. Don't be negative.
Quail day
The faint yellow corpus luteum is soft, and the traces of love are far away, but only fragrant. Why are light blue and light red first-class flowers?
Ding Mei is jealous, Ju should be ashamed, and the painting column opens in the Mid-Autumn Festival. Poets can be ruthless, but why didn't they receive it in those years?
Lou Yuchun Hongmei
Is Hongsu willing to break through Qiongbao and explore the end of the South Branch? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.
The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
Konakayama
When spring came to Nagato, the spring grass was green, and some red plums were broken, but they didn't bloom evenly. Take out the buttered tea in the cage, and the broken jade is crystal clear. I want to keep the morning dream, take a sip and surprise a cup of spring.
Many doors are set off one by one, and the sparse curtains reveal faint shadows. What a beautiful night. For the third time in two years, I am worthy. Come back and say that I want to have a good taste of the warm spring.
Linjiangxian
The courtyard is deep, the fog pavilion often covers the cloud window, the plum calyx at the willow tip is gradually clear, and the Fuling tree returns in spring, making people old and healthy.
I have a lot of feelings about the moon and singing about the wind. Now that I am old, I have accomplished nothing. Who is more miserable and haggard? I'm bored trying on the lamp, and I'm not in the mood to walk through the snow.
Linjiang delicious
The courtyard is deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are all haggard and hurt for anyone. Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi.
Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the fragrance is blown out and the warm wind comes late, so don't let the apricot flowers get fat.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The weather is warm, sunny and windy. At first, it was freezing, and my eyes were full of plum blossoms. I felt the heart of spring. Who is in love with wine and poetry? Tears melt the powder and flowers are heavy.
At first glance, I tried to sew the shirt with gold thread. The pillow was oblique, which broke the hairpin and the phoenix. With deep sadness alone and snuff at night, there is no good dream.
The dead Hua Lian often sends music to her sister.
Tears wet Luo Yi powder full, four stacks of sunshine, singing all over Qian Qian. The humanities mountain is long and the water is broken, and the rain is raining and lonely.
Farewell to the injury, never forget to leave, the wine is deep and the wine is shallow, so you can pass the book over the geese, and the east is far from Penglai.
Hua Lian Shang Zhao Si family
Xiao Xi at night, dream of Chang 'an, and recognize Chang 'an Road. In order to report good spring scenery this year, the flowers and the moon should be photographed together.
Although the casual cups and plates are sloppy, the wine is delicious and sour, which makes people pregnant. Don't laugh when you are drunk, the poor are like spring.
A cluster of plum blossoms
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Yujiaao
The sky meets clouds, and the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance; It's as if the dream soul belongs to the emperor, and I smell the sky and ask where I belong.
I have a long way to go, and I study poetry. There are surprising sentences; 90,000 Li Fengpeng lifts, the wind stops, Pengzhou blows away the three mountains.
Yujiaao
Knowing that spring is coming in the snow, the cold plum is dotted with delicate branches, and the face is half open and charming. In court, Jade Man put on new makeup.
Nature may have done it on purpose, so the moon is taught exquisitely. * * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.
Subtract Mulan
When you sell flowers, you can buy a spring flower. Tears are lightly dyed evenly, and rosy clouds are exposed.
Afraid lang guessed that a slave's face was not as good as a flower's. The clouds are slanting, and I want to teach Lang Biguan.
Partridge and Ginkgo biloba
Charm is not very graceful, you can be a slave first and then worship oranges. Who pities the Jianghu? Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither.
Who taught you to pick a branch? It's too real to be drunk in Ming Di. The layman is really interested in breaking up and wants to sing two new flavors.
Niannujiao Chun Qing
Depressed courtyard, oblique wind and drizzle, heavy doors must be closed. Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather.
Writing a poem is a leisurely taste. When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries.
It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides. The jade fence was dry and careless. Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad.
Clear dew in the morning, the introduction of new tung, how much is spring! The sky is crisp and the smoke is rolling. Is it sunny today?
Changshoule
Nanchang's birthday, a little cold, looking at the six leaves on the edge of the sun, the first step shows. I love the scenery and want to hang hibiscus, but I can't find the silver arrow.
On this occasion, the pearl on the palm of your hand is cut. For Rongshu, this is a good couple. Up to now, every day is a noble.
Glorious, step by step, forbidden, gold medals and green ribbons. Tang Di became attached to Yin, being a tiger and a bear, and dividing the river is more valuable.
Kuang Qingyun is nearby. He will enter Cheng Ming at dawn and dusk. Look at the colorful clothes, ashamed of jade. I wish you a long life.
Xiangzi
The sky in autumn is not clear, and the chrysanthemum shows that the Double Ninth Festival is coming.
Put on rough clothes and drink unfiltered wine. Every autumn wind and autumn brings cool autumn.
The courtyard at dusk, the feeling of sadness, and the hangover after waking up make the sadness more intense.
How can you stand this long night, when the moon shines on this empty bed? Listening to the distant sound of changing lanes, the long and sharp crickets, and the long-tune sound, I feel that time has passed too slowly.
Fragrant Valentine's Day in China
The grass is singing and the phoenix tree is startled. The earth and the sky are sad.
Yuntai moon and earth, locked a thousand times. You come and I go, don't meet.
I haven't seen you for years, but I want to leave my feelings and don't hate being poor.
Penny Weaver, this is just separation. Sometimes it's sunny, sometimes it rains, sometimes it's windy.
Lonely goose
The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, endless, and there is no good mind.
Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water.
The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears.
Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou?
A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
Thoughts on Plum Blossoms in Yan Houting
Jade is fragrant, sandalwood is scattered, and I hate visiting Mei this evening.
Jiang Lou Chu Guan, the cloud is far away. On a sunny day forever, leaning against the fence, the green curtain hangs low.
Sitting in front of the statue, the wine is full and the song is broken.
Southern branches can be inserted, but they need to be cut frequently. Don't wait for the west building, do some strong management.
There is a sweet smell around us.
The pavilion hides the spring, the window sells the sun, and the painting hall is infinitely deep. The seal is burnt out, and the shadow falls on the curtain hook.
It is better to plant Jiang Mei by hand, so why go upstairs in the water? No one arrives, lonely as Yangzhou He Xun.
Never like rhyme wins, embarrassing rain, not resistant to wind rubbing. Whose flute blows out deep sadness?
If you don't hate the fragrance, you can't leave the canal to sweep the trace. It's hard to say, the window is bright and the moon is light, and it's still romantic.
Memories of oral sex on the phoenix platform
The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair. Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook.
I am afraid that I will leave my arms, but I don't want to say anything. New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.
Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times. Read Wu Lingren, smoke locks Qin Lou.
Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day. Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.
Qing dynasty was slow.
It is forbidden to keep a low profile, and the carved fence is cleverly protected, so it will monopolize the spring.
The guests were indifferent to China, and everyone was naive.
It took a lot of time to be exposed to the wind and put on new makeup.
Enchanting and gorgeous, jealous of the wind and laughing at the moon, old Dong Jun.
East of the city, south of the city, there is a sun pool hall and a fragrant wheel race.
Who can succeed Chen Fang after the feast?
In a better Ming Palace, the recent branches are evenly distributed, the golden statue is down, and all the candles are put together, regardless of dusk.
Yongyule
The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke and play plum blossom flute. What do you know about spring?
Is there no wind and rain when the weather is harmonious during the Lantern Festival? Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.
Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave a green crown, draw golden snow willows, and compete with them.
Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.
Li Duo baiyongju
The small building is cold and the night curtain is low.
Hate raining, ruthless wind and rain, night rubbing the muscles.
Unlike, the imperial concubine is drunk, and unlike, Sun Shou is sad.
Han Ling steals incense, and Xu Niang gives fragrance, but Mojiang doesn't write novels. If you look closely, you will find that Qu's charm is just right.
When the breeze rises, the fragrance will be clear and the weight will not decrease.
Autumn is fading, the snow is clear and the jade is thin, which makes people feel infinite nostalgia.
It's like sadness, it's like Han Fu Ci, it's like tears and it's like poetry.
There is a cool breeze in the month, the smoke is dark and the rain is dark, and the heavenly religion is gaunt and thin.
I don't know how long I will stay from now on. Good human feelings, why remember more, Zepan Dongli.
Partridge and Ginkgo biloba
Charm is not very graceful, you can be a slave first and then worship oranges. Who pities the Jianghu? Jade bone's ice muscles don't want to wither.
Who taught you to pick a branch? It's too real to be drunk in Ming Di. The layman is really interested in breaking up and wants to sing two new flavors.
well
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.
How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
well
Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.
[Edit this paragraph] Personal achievements
Literary contribution
1, on Ci
Yuefu, which combines voice and poetry, was very popular in the Tang Dynasty. Between Kaiyuan and Tianbao, there is Li Balang who can sing and dance. When the New Dynasty and the Jinshi hosted a banquet in Qujiang, a scholar on the list first called Li, who was so anonymous that he was in rags and miserable, just like a banquet. Yue: "Cousin would like to sit in the last seat." Nobody cares. Since wine, beer and skittles make singers enter, when Cao and Niannu are crowned, songs will be sung and people will praise them. Celebrities suddenly pointed to Li and said, "Cousin, please sing." Everyone was shocked or angry. As soon as he twisted his throat to make a sound, he sang a song and everyone cried. Luo Bai said, "This must be Li Balang." Since then, the voices of Zheng and Wei have intensified and the flow has become more and more annoying. There are many words such as Bodhisattva Xia, Haochun, Shaji, More Leaky, Huanxisha, Dream of Jiangnan, Fisherman, Dream, and so on.
In the Five Dynasties War, the four seas were divided into beans, and the gentle road was destroyed. Li Jiangnan is still gentle, so there are words like "the small building blows through the cold jade" and "wrinkles a pool of spring water". Although the language is strange, the so-called voice of national subjugation is a mourner.
It was only after the arrest of this dynasty that the ceremony, music, literature and martial arts were fully prepared and practiced for more than 100 years that Liu Tuntian Yong became a new voice and published a collection of movements, which was likely to dominate the world. Although melodious, the words are dusty. Song Brothers, Shen Tang, Yuan Jiang and Chao Ci followed suit. Although there are witticisms from time to time, they have revealed the famous people. To Yan, Ouyang Yongshu, Su Zizhan, Confucians, and Heaven and Man, as poets, they are as straight as swimming in the sea, but they all read unkempt poems, which are often out of tune. The poems of Gai Shi are divided into flat edges, while the lyrics are divided into five tones, five tones, six tones and voiced sounds. For example, the so-called "slow voice", "flowers in the rain" and "Xi Qian Ying" in modern times have both leveled the rhyme and entered the rhyme; "Yu Lou Chun" was originally a flat rhyme, then a sound, and then a sound. The gambling sound is equal to. If you bet on voice, you can't sing it.
Wang's peace is as solid as the Western Han Dynasty. If you write a little lyrics, people will be completely lost and unable to read. It is a family that knows others, and few people know them. After Yan Shuyuan, He, and Huang Luzhi came out, they could only know. No narrative; He is bitter, not so heavy; Qin attaches importance to feelings and despises reality. For example, a beautiful woman from a poor family is extremely beautiful and rich, but after all, her wealth is insufficient. Yellow is still true, but there are many flaws, such as jade, and the price has been halved.
In On Ci, Li Qingzhao advocated that Ci should be elegant, sentimental and melodious, dissatisfied with the standard and less bitter, so it was practical and put forward the theory that Ci was not home.
2, "Jin Shilu"
How about thirty volumes of Jinshi Lu? So is the book written by Zhao Houdefu. Take clocks, tripods and tripods from the last three generations to the last five seasons. #9 1; The knowledge of "Wei", "Pan", "Yi", "Zun" and "Dun", great monuments and deeds of unlucky people are all found in 2000 volumes of stone carvings. There are right and wrong, so we should praise them and criticize them. Those who are good at matching the way of saints and those who are good at making mistakes include them. That's too much. Oh! Since the disaster of Wang Ya and Yuan Zai, calligraphy and painting are no different from pepper; What is the difference between Chang Yu and Yuan Kai in terms of illness, money addiction and transmission addiction? Although the name is different, it is very confusing.
Yu Jianzhong and Xin Si belong to Zhao. At that time, the first gentleman was the foreign minister of does, and the prime minister was the assistant minister of does. 2 1 year, he is a student in imperial academy. Zhao and Li are poor and frugal. Every time I report, go out, make clothes, take half a thousand dollars, and step into the fruit of the inscription in Suoguo Temple. Return, relatively chewing, claiming to be a Ge person. In the last two years, I have been an official, with food, food and clothing, poor and far away, and I have written ancient Chinese characters. As the day approaches, it will gradually accumulate. The Prime Minister lives in the government, near the old age or in the cabinet, and there are many dead poems, anecdotes, books that Lu Bi and Ji's tomb have never seen. I tried my best to preach and write, but I couldn't help myself. Later, you may see ancient and modern celebrity paintings and paintings, three generations of strange objects, and it is easy to take off your clothes. When Chongning was tasting wine, someone took Xu Xi's peony picture and asked for 200,000 yuan. At that time, although your child wanted 200 thousand, was it easy to get it? Stay in the hotel and return it if there is nothing left. The lovers bemoaned each other for days.
Hou Ping has lived in the village for ten years, and he has no worries about food and clothing. Keep two counties in succession, exhaust their salaries and lead them first. Every book you get will be signed with * *, and the whole episode will be signed. Get a book, draw a picture, get an easy job, get a job, also play with books, criticize defects, and be a candle at night. Therefore, the paper is exquisite, the calligraphy and painting are complete, and the book collectors are the best. I remember that every time I go back to make tea after dinner, it refers to the accumulation of book history, saying that there is something in the first line of the first page of a book, and whether it won or not is the order of drinking tea. In the middle is to raise a glass and laugh until the tea knocks over your arms and you can't drink it. Willing to miss home forever! Therefore, although I am in trouble and down and out, I am indomitable. After the collection of books is completed, I will go back to the library, with a large cabinet of books and a set of books. If you want to talk and read, please type the book and close the paper. If there is less pollution, you will be punished, wiped and altered, and you will no longer be embarrassed. This is a desire for comfort, but take chestnut instead. I couldn't stand eating too much, so I began to eat heavy meat and chose my clothes again. Kubinashi pearls are decorated with jade, but there is no gold-plated embroidery in the room. If there are hundreds of books and history, there is no shortage of words, and there is no mistake in this book, someone will copy it in the market. As Zhouyi and Zuozhuan are both family heirlooms, the written materials of the two schools are the best. So I listed several cases and borrowed the pillow mat, so I became interested in it and enjoyed it.
Here it is. If you have a more detailed understanding of Li Qingzhao, I suggest you go and see the series of Li Qingzhao in Lecture Room. I have read them all, which is very helpful for understanding Li Qingzhao. They are very good and can expand your knowledge.