Liangzhou Ci
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Han
A luminous cup of grape wine,
If you want to drink pipa, you will be reminded immediately.
Don’t laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield.
How many people have fought in ancient times.
Song of Saixia
[Tang Dynasty] Lu Lun
(1)
The grass in the dark forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
(2)
The black geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
Longxi Journey
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
A horse can move in ten miles.
Five miles and one whip.
A letter from the Protectorate has arrived.
The Huns surrounded Jiuquan.
It is snowing in Guanshan Mountain.
The beacon garrison is smokeless.
Send Yuan Er envoy to Anxi
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
The spring rain in Weicheng is light and dusty,
The guest house is green and the willows are new.
I would like to advise you to have a glass of wine.
There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Joining the Army
Wang Changling
The snow-capped mountains are dark with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles,
The Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Song of Yingzhou
The young people in Yingzhou are tired of the wilderness, hunting under the city with fox fur and velvet.
No one can be intoxicated even if he drinks wine for a thousand minutes, and Hu'er can ride a horse at the age of ten.
Yangexing
The smoke and dust of the Han family are in the northeast, and the Han generals will leave their homes and ruin their homes.
A man is naturally proud of himself, but the emperor gives him great honor.
Going down from Jinfagu to Yuguan, the jingles meander among the Jieshi.
The school captain's feather book flies across the vast sea, and the Chan Yu's hunting fire shines on Langshan.
On the edge of the mountains and rivers, Hu Qi and the mausoleum are mixed with wind and rain.
In the first half of the warrior army, there is still life and death, while the beauty is still singing and dancing under the tent.
Longxi Journey
(Tang Dynasty) Chen Tao
Swore to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of his own safety,
Five thousand mink brocades mourned the loss of Hu Chen.
Poor bones by the Wuding River,
It’s like a person in a boudoir’s dream.
"Envoy to the Fortress"
The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting over the long river. Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"
The north wind blows and the grass is broken, and the sky is full of snow in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. Scattered into the pearl curtain and wet Luo curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin. The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and uncomfortable. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sending Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
The scenery is strange when autumn comes under the fortress, and the geese in Hengyang leave without paying attention, and there are sounds from all directions. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed. "The Proud Fisherman" by Fan Zhongyan
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, the isolated city is surrounded by thousands of mountains. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Ci"
The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. Li He's "Horse"
The snow-capped mountains are dark with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. Wang Changling's "Military March"
Liangzhou Song Author: Wang Han
The luminous cup of grape wine will prompt you to drink the pipa immediately.
Don’t laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times.
Out of the Fortress Author: Wang Changling
The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty and the Pass of the Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned.
But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.
Liangzhou Ci Author: Wang Zhihuan
Wang Han
The luminous cup of grape wine,
If you want to drink the pipa, hurry up.
Don’t laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield,
How many people have fought in ancient times
Join the army
Yang Jiong
The beacon light shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy.
Yazhang bid farewell to Fengque, and the iron cavalry circled Dragon City.
The flags and paintings are hidden in the snow, and the wind is full of sounds of drums.
It is better to be a centurion than a scholar.
Brief Analysis]
This is a masterpiece among the frontier fortress poems of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. This poem describes the scene of garrison soldiers drinking and having fun in a bold and unrestrained style, and has a strong color of life in the frontier fortress camp.
The first sentence "Luminous cup of grape wine" means to raise the crystal luminous cup and fill it with red grape wine.
"Grape wine" refers to wine made from grapes; "luminous cup" refers to a wine cup made of white jade that can illuminate the night. This sentence depicts a luxurious scene with wonderful colorful brushes and is full of characteristics of the Western Regions. The second sentence is "If you want to drink the pipa, hurry up." Just as he was about to drink happily, suddenly, the sound of the pipa was heard from the horse. Pipa is a popular musical instrument in the Western Regions, and poets use it to enhance the color of the Western Regions. The word "urge" in "immediately" has different interpretations. Some say it means to urge people to drink, some say it means to urge people to go to war, or it means to play quickly. Judging from the style of the whole poem, it is better to urge drinking.
Three or four sentences: "Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times" are words to persuade people to drink when they are drunk. It means, just get drunk. What's the use of lying drunk on the battlefield? Well, please don't be ridiculous. Several people who have fought in battles from ancient times to the present have come back alive. There have always been many differences between these two sentences. Some think they are extremely sad words, and some think they are slightly sad. However, judging from the heroic spirit of the soldiers in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the style of the whole poem, it seems that it is not appropriate to have a sad mood. .
[Tang Dynasty] Lu Lun
(1)
The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
(2)
The wild geese fly high in the moonlight, and the Chanyu escapes in the night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
Longxi Journey
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
A horse can move every ten miles.
Five miles and one whip.
A letter from the Protectorate has arrived.
The Huns surrounded Jiuquan.
It is snowing in Guanshan Mountain.
The beacon garrison is smokeless.
Send Yuan Er envoy to Anxi
(Tang Dynasty) Wang Wei
The spring rain in Weicheng is light and dusty,
The guest house is green and the willows are new.
I would like to advise you to have a glass of wine.
There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west.
Joining the Army
Wang Changling
The snow-capped mountains are dark with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles,
The Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Song of Yingzhou
The young people in Yingzhou are tired of the wilderness, hunting under the city with fox fur and velvet.
No one can be intoxicated even if he drinks wine for a thousand minutes, and Hu'er can ride a horse at the age of ten.
Yangexing
The smoke and dust of the Han family are in the northeast, and the Han generals will leave their homes and destroy the thieves.
A man is naturally proud of himself, but the emperor gives him great honor.
Going down from Jinfagu to Yuguan, the jingles meander among the Jieshi.
The school captain's feather book flies across the vast sea, and the Chan Yu's hunting fire shines on Langshan.
On the edge of the mountains and rivers, Hu Qi and the mausoleum are mixed with wind and rain.
In the first half of the warrior army, there is still life and death, while the beauty is still singing and dancing under the tent.
Longxi Journey
(Tang Dynasty) Chen Tao
Swore to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of his own safety,
Five thousand mink brocades mourned the loss of Hu Chen.
Poor bones by the Wuding River,
It’s like a person in a boudoir’s dream.
In ancient times, he joined the army and marched
Li Qi
In the daytime, he climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire, and at dusk, he drank his horse by the Jiaohe River.
Pedestrians are fighting against the wind and the sand is dark, and the princess Pipa is full of resentments.
There is no castle for thousands of miles while camping, and rain and snow fall all over the desert.
Hu Yan flew away every night crying, and Hu Er shed tears.
When you hear that the jade gate is still covered, you should throw your life away.
Every year the bones of the war are buried outside, but it is rare to see grapes entering the Han family.
Marching with the Army
Wang Changling
The snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.
The yellow sand will wear the golden armor in a hundred battles,
The Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.
Guan Shan Yue
Li Bai
The bright moon rises out of Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of ??clouds.
The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay.
The land was conquered, but no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the border towns, thinking about returning home with many sad faces.
The tall building is like this night, and I have no time to sigh.
Six songs (choose one)
Li Bai
It is snowing in the mountains in May, there are no flowers, only cold.
I heard broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.
Watch the battle at dawn with the golden drum, sleep with the jade saddle in your arms at night.
I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
Looking at Ji Gate
Zu Yong
As soon as Yantai looked at it, the guests were frightened, and the drums and drums were noisy in the Han general's camp.
The cold light of thousands of miles creates snow, and the dawn on three sides stirs up dangerous signals.
The beacon fire on the battlefield is connected with the moon, and the clouds and mountains on the seaside embrace Jicheng.
Although the young man is not a writing official, he still wants to ask for a long tassel in terms of merit.
Nine poems for going out of the fortress (choose one)
Du Fu
When you draw your bow, you should use your strength, and when you use arrows, you should use your length.
To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have their own borders.
If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more people?
Juncheng Early Autumn
Yan Wu
Last night the autumn wind entered Hanguan,
The moon was full on the west mountain beside the shuo clouds.
More urging the flying generals to chase the arrogant captives,
Don’t send horses back on the battlefield.
Listen to the flute in Shouxiang City at night
Li Yi
The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow,
The moon outside Shouxiang City is like frost .
I don’t know where to play the reed pipe.
I conscripted people all night long to see their hometown.
Second Song (Two Songs)
Lu Lun
The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
I looked for the white feather in plain sight, but it was missing among the stone edges.
The wild geese fly high in the dark moon, and the Chanyu escapes in the night.
In order to drive Qingqi away, heavy snow covered the bow and knife.
Conscripting people's grievances
Liu Zhongyong
Every year the Jinhe River returns to Yuguan,
Chasing horses and saber rings.
The white snow returns to the green tomb in the third spring,
The thousands of miles of Yellow River surrounds the Black Mountains.
Yanmen Prefect Xing
Li He
Dark clouds were pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the light of armor opened towards the golden scales of the sun.
The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, filled with rouge and the night is purple.
A half-rolled red flag is near the Yishui River, and the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard.
Report your favor on the golden platform, and guide the Jade Dragon to die for you.
Longxi Journey
Chen Tao
Swore to sweep away the Xiongnu regardless of his own safety,
Five thousand mink brocades mourned the loss of Hu Chen.
The poor bones by the Wuding River,
are like those in a spring boudoir dream.
Ji Hai years old
Cao Song
Zeguo Jiangshan enters the war map,
How can the people live in peace and happiness in Qiao Su?
Don’t talk about the matter of making a marquis.
One general can make thousands of bones wither.
Appreciation of Frontier Poems
* Meeting the Envoy to Beijing Author: Cen Shen
Looking eastward from my hometown, the road is long and my sleeves are full of tears. We will meet soon without pen and paper, so I can rely on you to send messages of peace.
Brief analysis: I met an envoy returning to Beijing on the road and asked him to send a message to his family not to miss him. This is human nature, but when it is expressed by a poet, it goes deeper. The conclusion makes people feel It seems to contain countless sorrows.
The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a spring boudoir's dream.
A brief analysis of this poem is an indictment of the misfortune caused by the war. Everyone feels sad after reading it!
Thinking about the long journey of heaven and earth, I shed tears with sadness.
Note: Youzhou Terrace: Also known as Yan Terrace, it is said to be the golden terrace built by King Zhao of Yan State to recruit talents. Its former location is in Daxing County, Beijing today.
A Brief Analysis In the first year of Wu Zetian's Long Live Tongtian (696), Khitan Li Jinzhong rebelled. Wu Zetian ordered Jian'an King Wu Youyi to lead an army to attack, and Chen Zi'ang accompanied the army as a staff officer to the northeastern border. Wu Youyi did not understand military affairs at all, and Chen Ziang's advice was not only not accepted, but was also dismissed. Therefore, he went to Youzhou Tower to express his frustration. The whole poem has a broad mind, a generous and sad mood, is sentimental about the current situation, and is sad about the past and present. It is without false modifications. Its conception, momentum, thoughts and feelings have aroused strong resonance among people for thousands of years.
* Guan Shanyue Author: Li Bai
The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
The Han Dynasty descended to the Baideng Road, and the Hu took a peek at the Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the border towns, thinking about returning home with many sad faces. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
Focus on Shanyue: the name of the tune of Yuefu's "Hengchui Music". Baideng: Today there is Baideng Mountain in the east of Datong City, Shanxi Province.
Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, personally led an army to fight with the Xiongnu and was trapped for seven days.
A brief analysis of this poem describes the scenery of the frontier fortress, the experiences of the garrison soldiers, and the deeper pain of lovesickness between the garrison soldiers and their missing wives. The descriptions at the beginning are all for rendering and foreshadowing what follows, focusing on the emotions caused by looking at the moon.
* Listening to the flute in Shouxiang City at night Author: Li Yi
The sand in front of Huile Peak is like snow, and the moon outside Shouxiang City is like frost. I don't know where to play the reed pipe, and I have to march all night to see my hometown.
Note on Shoujiang City: In the 20th year of Zhenguan, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty came to Lingzhou in person to accept the surrender of the Turks. The name "Shoujiang City" came from this. However, there are different opinions on the location of the surrendered city in this poem. Huile: The name of the county, its original location is in the southwest of Lingwu County, Ningxia Hui Autonomous Region. Huile Peak: A mountain peak near Huile County.
Brief analysis of this Qijue poem is a famous poem that has been recited throughout the history. The frosty moon, reed flute, and homesickness form a picture of homesickness with a touching artistic conception.
But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain.
Going out of the fortress: the old title of Yuefu's "Hengchui Song". Dragon City: The Song version of Wang Anshi's "Selected Poems of One Hundred Poems of the Tang Dynasty" was written by Lucheng. Dragon City is also Lulong City. Dragon City Flying General: refers to the famous general Li Guang in the Western Han Dynasty. "Book of Han Li Guang Zhuan" records: Li Guang was the governor of Youbeiping. He was brave and good at fighting. The Xiongnu called him the "Flying General of the Han." Youbeiping was changed to Pingzhou in the Tang Dynasty, and his seat was Lulong, which is now Lulong County, Hebei Province. Yinshan Mountain: Starting from Hetao in the west and reaching Xiaoxinan Mountains in the east, it spans the present-day Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region and served as a natural barrier to the north in the Han Dynasty.
A brief analysis of the poet's grasp of the typical environment of the Yuezhao Pass, and wrote in an extremely general way from the border wars in the Qin and Han Dynasties to the Tang Dynasty. He also used the memory of famous generals in history to express his dissatisfaction with the imperial court's inability to quell the border troubles. dissatisfaction. The whole poem has sonorous rhymes and powerful momentum.
* Liangzhou Song Author: Wang Han
The luminous cup of grape wine will remind you immediately if you want to drink the pipa. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times.
Brief analysis: This poem shows the cruelty of the war, and also expresses the optimistic and broad-minded spirit of the soldiers who regard death as home. It makes people feel sad and heroic, which is pain and self-mockery
* Liangzhou Lyricist: Wang Zhihuan
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Notes on Liangzhou Ci: Also known as "Liangzhou Song". "Le Yuan" states that during the Kaiyuan period, Guo Zhiyun, the governor of Xiliang, presented the palace tune "Liangzhou". Liangzhou: It belonged to Longyou Road in the Tang Dynasty, and its state governance was in present-day Wuwei County, Gansu Province. The title of the poem is "Out of the Fortress". The first sentence is "The yellow sand goes straight up to the white clouds", and the last sentence is "The spring light does not reach Yumen Pass." Qiang flute: a flute played by the Qiang people in ancient my country. Yangliu: refers to the song "Folding Willow" played by the Qiang flute. The Northern Dynasties Yuefu "Horizontal Drum and Horn Music: Breaking the Willow Branches": "When you get on your horse, you don't catch the whip, but instead bend the willow branches. When you get off your horse, you play the horizontal flute, fearing to kill the travelers." The sound is sad.
Volume 299
Volume 299_1 "Sending people to travel to the fortress" Wang Jian
On a sunny day at first, the silk falls, and at night the spring branches grow. The road under the city is divided into two branches, when the border people leave.
I parked the car for a few days, asked for a drink and asked about my return date. I am also a guest in the vast world, but I still want to say goodbye.
Volume 299_2 "Meeting an Old Friend on the Fortress" Wang Jian
A hundred battles are here, and the encounter happens in vain. When I get the letter from my hometown, I calculate my return journey every day.
Coursing horses on cold ridges, driving sheep into abandoned cities. There are three or two Qiang and Jasmine songs, and people are drunk in Haixi camp.
Volume 299_3 "Nanzhong" Wang Jian
There are many birds singing in the south, and half of the prefectures and counties have no cities. Wild markets follow the surname of Man, and mountain villages follow the name of Shui.
Miasty smoke rises from the sand, and dark fire and rain arise. There are only pearl seekers who travel to the sea every year.
Volume 299_4 "Bianlu Water Station" Wang Jian
I parked at the waterside station at night, and the wind started to rise in the willow pond. Frogs croak under the cattail leaves, and fish swim into the rice flowers.
The clouds are far away when I leave, and I am still heading east when I ask about the journey. Recently, I have been complaining a lot about saying goodbye, which is not the same as my youth.
Volume 299_5 "The Huainan envoy returned to stay to bid farewell to Dou Shiyu" Wang Jian
Love in spring and hatred, the endless Huaihe grass is deep. I am sick and worried till night, and I am afraid of encountering the clouds when traveling far away.
Suddenly chasing the wine glass party, temporarily sharing the same scenery. From now on, when we are separated, we are still Xiaozhiqin.
Volume 299_6 "The Immediate Event on Bian Road" Wang Jian
The river is straight with smoke for thousands of miles, and the banks are long with green locust trees. The road is the same across the world, but people speak in different ways.
The grass market welcomes Jiangsu goods, and Jinqiao taxes maritime merchants. Looking back at the Forbidden City, I feel haggard and unable to walk.
Volume 299_7 "Mountain Residence" Wang Jian
The house is in the west of the waterfall, with a stream under the eaves. Leave the wild deer behind closed doors and raise pheasants for shared food.
When cinnamon is ripe, it will produce seeds, but when orchid grows, it will not make a border. Open the middle of the cave at the beginning, then turn to the pine ladder in the depth.
Volume 299_8 "Remembering an Old Friend in the Mountains after Drunk (One Story of an Old Friend in the Mountains)" Wang Jian
Flowers bloom and grass returns to autumn, and clouds and water calm down. Because I'm drunk and have nothing to do for the time being, I can't help but feel sad in the mountains.
When it’s sunny, you must look at the moon, and be strong and climb the stairs. I secretly think of my company in the mountains, but now my head is gray.
Volume 299_9 "Send away people" Wang Jian
When I heard that I was going to Changsha, I felt sad because I had no relatives. It's a cloudy night, and the river is covered in cold rain and autumn.
The mandrills of the water country are attracted, and the master of the cave in Manxiang stays. Gradually it seems that my home is far away, and I live in Yanzhou.
Volume 299_10 "Poor Living" Wang Jian
In his eyes, he has a poor family. The beetles grow on the medicinal paper, and the words are secretly replaced by bookmarks.
Pick up yellow leaves to avoid the rain, and use black curtains to protect you from the wind. I haven't been in good health recently, so I will be in Liuren zodiac.
Volume 299_11 "Guo Zhao Jianshi planned to build a thatched cottage" Wang Jian
Hugh his master to the north of the bamboo forest, there are two or three rooms available. Although it is good to live alone, I will eventually have time to be with you.
I still feel that the tree in front of me is blocking my view of Nanshan. If there is a deep plowing place, it must be returned early in the spring.
Volume 299_12 "Newly Opened at Wangshan" by Wang Jian
Newly opened at Wangshan, now I am less sick and sleeping. If you move a thousand miles, you will still be off by counting the peaks.
So if you want to cover the spring lane, you will also come to circle the dusk sky. I am too weak to walk, so I avoid going to the temple gate.
Volume 299_13 "Inscribed on Donghua Temple" by Wang Jian
At the end of the road, outside the smoke and water, the courtyard gate is inscribed "Qing". The crane's young spirit interprets the words, while the qiong's leaves are soft and silent.
The white-haired Taoist is familiar with the heart, and the yellow-clothed fairy is light-hearted. Where can one find eternal life in a lonely and empty realm?
Volume 299_14 "Rice Monk" Wang Jian
The fragrant rice is cooked in the other house, and the spicy food cannot be brought home. Make kudzu noodles in hot springs and pick vine flowers with clean hands.
Purple bream has green leaves, and celery has purple buds. May the teacher always accompany me with food and have ginger tea to relieve qi.
Volume 299_15 "Looking in the Mirror" Wang Jian
Suddenly he saw himself haggard, which makes even a strong man suspicious. There are many causes of illness and disease, and the strength cannot be weakened.
Warm your hands and rub your eyes, and look at the pictures to guide your limbs. When you grow old, you really love Tao, but it’s still too late to realize what you hate.
Volume 299_16 "Gui Zhao should stay in the other city" Wang Jian
Happy to be close to the capital, even though he is a humble official, he is honored. The love in bed together is still undecided, leaving the room and longing for life.
Ji Zhuo lives quietly and travels after buying a house. If there is no self-reliance, a post is a long journey.
Volume 299_17 "Answer to Send a Hibiscus Crown" Wang Jian
As soon as the hibiscus leaves first bloom, they reflect the quiet water. Although it passed through the hands of a child, it is not called an old man's head.
Wear it often when sleeping on the pillow, it will be soft when you are drunk before the wind. It will be hard to find a boudoir next year.
Volume 299_18 "Chang'an Spring Outing" Wang Jian
Riding a horse near the leisure square, new clothes smell like rain. The peach blossoms are red and pink, and the willow trees and white clouds are crazy.
I don’t feel worried that spring is gone, and the sun has never grown longer. Peonies bloom one after another, and the city is busy again.
Volume 299_19 "Winter Night Feelings" Wang Jian
In his later years, he was less affectionate, and his ears and eyes were quiet as monks. There was no word spoken all night, and there was only a light in the empty room.
The air is cold and wet, and frost condenses in the broken windows. It is possible to judge human affairs even if you are like this.
Volume 299_20 "Wang Jian, who first arrived at Zhao Yingcheng and presented his colleagues"
With white hair, he was an official at the beginning and was ashamed of his young age. Knowing that I am clumsy, I am not busy in the world.
The hanging walls are green in the autumn rain, and the trees in the palace at dusk are yellow. If my colleague allows me, I can borrow the old monk's room.
Volume 299_21 "The County Prime Minister's Office is about to happen" Wang Jian
On the hillside of the palace, people live high and low. Sleeping in the ancient hall is a nightmare, and the old officials talk too much.
The rain washes away the bamboos, and the sand from the stream fills the abandoned canals. The holy dynasty took over the foreign palaces and eliminated them all from Jiutian.
Volume 299_22 "Residence at leisure" Wang Jian
The old and sick are greedy for the good times, and they usually don't leave the curtain. The wife is worried about drinking too much, and people blame her for being strict in poetry.
The little maid steals the red paper, and the charming girl gets her white beard. Sometimes I feel disgusted when reading old volumes.
Volume 299_23 "Lin Dwelling" Wang Jian
The deserted forest is connected on all sides, and the door is in the wild field. The stubborn servants are as long as guests, and they live in poverty without victory.
The old cotton clothes are not warm, and the new thatched cottage is windy. Only when I go to the south of the mountain, I can go to the medicine seller in my spare time.
Volume 299_24 "Thirteen Poems on the New Residence on the Original Land" Wang Jian
The newly occupied original land has no mountain to return to. The wild vines bear leaves late, and the old apricots bloom sparsely.
The kitchen is close to the mud stove, and the family is full of food for the first time. Brothers are now scattered, how will they be able to rely on each other again?
A new family in Yuliu has no neighbors on all sides. Few people worry about illness, and Zhuang Gu is lucky to be poor.
The plowing cattle are always willing to be full, and the woodcutter is always compassionate and diligent. Worrying about food and clothing all day long, why should I escape from this body.
There is no old acquaintance in Chang'an, and a hundred miles is the end of the world. Loneliness makes me miss meeting guests, and desolation makes me happy to see flowers.
Visiting a monk to ask for cheap medicine leads to a horse being sold to a wealthy family. Chad’s new vegetables make you feel extravagant on the plate.
The rooster crows and the village house is far away, and the flowers are also dull. The wild bamboo shoots are just beginning to grow, but there are no seedlings in the stream fields.
The poor children and servants are thin, and the vegetables are burnt in the cold spring. Gan Fen has been like this, and he is unknown in the Holy Dynasty.
Spring comes and the pears and dates are gone, and the children cry out for hunger. The rich chickens in the neighborhood often go there, and the poor guests in the village gradually become rarer.
It’s too late to borrow oxen to plow the land, and it’s too late to sell trees to get money. Under the wall is the official road, and the bamboo fence is built against the mountain.
I clean a room and only make a bed. The vegetables of Ye Geng River are smooth, and the mountain paper and water moss are fragrant.
The old medicine is white at the beginning, but the new medicine is not yellow. I have little mental energy recently, so I stopped reading health prescriptions.
I plan to be a Bible reader and put a clean towel in the empty room. The tea rattan box is dense, and the medicinal bamboo bed is new.
Sickness and old age should follow your karma, and the causes and conditions will never leave you. Burning incense to lay people will not cause the dust to escape.
Move to live closer to the village, and survive in poverty. Ask carefully about pear fruit plants, and ask for anther roots from afar.
The beautiful people opened the abandoned well and entered the new garden while the baby was still young. Everlasting love is when the mountains stand, and the door does not close at dusk.
Walking in the warmth of the forest, the new poor are happy. Sweeping the canals worries about the bamboo drought, watering the ground leads to the growth of orchids.
The mountain visitors plant trees and the servants enter the city. On the pink wall in front of the door, the name of the county official is written.
The residence is outside the bells and drums, so there is no need to fight for roads and bridges. If you are sleepy when you are free, your child may be sick.
The chicken is sleeping, the sun is warm, the bees are crazy and the flowers are burning brightly. Standing at the gate of Chang'an, I looked at the imperial court one after another.
As I get older these days, I am always careless about things in the world. The ancient tablets are carved by people, and the idle poems are recited by guests.
Send the scriptures back to the wild garden, move the stones into the secluded forest. The spring wind is strong at the mouth of the valley, and the pear blossoms cover the ground deeply.
I am too lazy to learn from others and live in the woods. The clothes are greasy and not washed, and the white hair is short and uncombed.
There are often many tears in the face of suffering, and you will realize your weakness through hard work. I have nothing to do with people, and my relatives have no books.
The residence is close to the mountains and close to the park where elk roam. Wild mulberry grows through the well, and wild bamboo grows across the wall.
I am new to the neighborhood, but not familiar with the social conditions of the village. The stone fields cannot be reached, so they can be cultivated by cheap renters.
Volume 299_25 "Sending Li Pingshi to Shu" Wang Jian
Persuading people to drink and not follow the patrol, the Ming Dynasty was thousands of miles away. The cloud stack on the Zhuanjiang River is thin, and the Banqiao Station is new.
The stone is cold and the ape shadow is crying, and the pine tree is playing with the deer dust. The young man treats guests well, and it is spring in Yizhou.
Volume 299_26 "New Taoist Residence" Wang Jian
There is nothing in the world, but a new place to learn Taoism. There are mountains on both sides, and the sound of chimes can be heard at six o'clock.
After reading the sutra several times, the word "Lao Ai" is clear. If you are free from troubles, burn incense and live your life.
Volume 299_27 "Gift to Master Hongzhao" Wang Jian
The old monk painted the ancient paintings and sat and listened. He is a sage who recognizes diseases and is familiar with the mountains, vegetation, and trees.
When people come and apply more medicine, I hope they will not be able to hold on to the sutras. Accompanying the stream are bamboos, and the autumn moss socks and shoes are green.
Volume 299_28 "Inscription on Fayun Chanyuan Monk" Wang Jian
If you don't shave your head for many days, your hair will grow gray after you come to Zen. The whole village welcomed him to live in the temple, and his classmates begged to build a house.
I feel that I have little energy to maintain my energy, and I am worried that I have no nourishing food. You can still be there when you go up the mountain, undressing yourself.
Volume 299_29 "Gift to the Creek Weng" Wang Jian
The creek fields are borrowed from the neighbors, which does not relieve the worries of the body. Look at the sun and the elixir, and the calligraphy talisman to save the sick.
I spent the summer fasting with the monks, drinking and lying down for ten days. You deserve the power of cinnabar, and your hair will be black and new in spring.
Volume 299_30 "Thanks to Li Xu, Chief Secretary" Wang Jian
Fortunately, the buildings are close to each other, but due to wind and illness. Although one official is separated by water, the four rhymes are the same person.
I lie down in the hazy dawn, and live in poverty and neglect the spring. There is nothing wrong with a young man, don't hate it if he is full of dust.
Volume 299_31 "Cold Food (a poem by Zhang Ji)" Wang Jian
On Qingming Day in the farmhouse, every house is late for fire. White shirts sleep in ancient alleys, red ropes hang on high branches.
The gauze ribbon is difficult to tie, and the copper hairpin is too heavy to hang down. After wearing all the new clothes, I still look like last year.
Volume 299_32 "Yi Xiao Ni Master" Wang Jian
Newly shaved green hair, eyebrows never swept since birth. The body is light and the prayer is stable, but the mind is slow and slow to remember the menstruation.
Awakening still invades the dawn, urging fasting is out of date. Standing at the foot of Chunqing's steps, I planted flowers and branches in private.
Volume 299_33 "Cherish Huan" Wang Jian
It is necessary to be happy when you are happy, but it will be difficult to buy it later. Stop the lantern at the end of the year and watch the flowers bloom.
The madness comes to deceive the drunken people, and the sorrow is so great that the sky is wide. Their heads are all white, and they are all disabled at the same age.
Volume 299_34 "Cherishing Flowers in the Mountains" Wang Jian
Suddenly I saw the flowers becoming sparse, which is a sin when I wake up from alcohol. Look for the place where the wind comes from, and be frightened when the night falls.
The gossamer is wrapped around the old pistil, and I stay on the empty branch all night. The land of Dangxuan is opened, and the trees are planted at the end of each year.
Volume 299_35 "He Wumen injured Wei Ling's peacock" Wang Jian
The solitary name is Qiuge Yin, and Wei Ling is a bird at the time. The sea and mountains are black when looking for companions, and the homesickness is deep for oranges and pomeloes.
Listen to the old music with your head raised, and cherish the remaining gold with your tail. The haggard will not fly away, but the heavy king will be in your heart.
Volume 299_36 "Peony Flowers in the Rented House" by Wang Jian
The flowers found in the rented house may be monsters when they first bloom. The pink light is deep purple and greasy, and the flesh color fades away from red.
I hope the wind stays, but I worry about the scorching sun. Poor fallen pistils, collected and burned as incense.
Volume 299_37 "The Hermit's Residence" Wang Jian
The mountain man lives high up and looks at the peaches in the sun. The mountains are green with snow, and white crane feathers grow in the clouds.
The Zhu Shu protects the mantra, and the water cuts off the evil sword. What can be grown in food? Boil sesame over slow fire.
Volume 299_38 "Zhaoying Official Residence" Wang Jian
Walking around the hall with spring grass, I know that the county family is idle. While walking, I saw the rain covering the courtyard, and when I was lying down, I watched people going up the mountain.
After taking a new bath in shelter from the wind, I asked for leave before I woke up. A visitor looks down upon an official and refuses to return to him.
Volume 299_39 "Send Dr. Yan to Guizhou" Wang Jian
At the boundary of Lingtou, half of it belongs to Xiangtan. The flag of Shuiyi Gate comes out, and the main ginseng of Shanlian Cave.
Rhinoceros horn is heavy to ward off evil spirits, and lychee is sweet to relieve hangover. Don’t lament that Beijing is far away, and Annan is even further south.
Volume 299_40 "Looking at Pedestrians" Wang Jian
Since the autumn of the river tree, I have been looking at the river tower every day. I dreamed of leaving Zhupu, and the book came to Guizhou.
Unlike fish, they hate the separation of water. If you don't open the mirror for a long time, you will probably have gray hair.
Volume 299_41 "Fortress" Wang Jian
It is long and desolate, and the yellow sand is getting lost in the dusk. When a man is established in his hometown, a horse neighs when passing through the old camp.
The broken geese meet the moraine, and the returning troops occupy the snow stream. Crying at the foot of the mountain at night should be a sign of ridicule.
Volume 299_42 "New bamboos moved to Du Zhongcheng Academy" Wang Jian
There were no bamboos here, but they were moved far away from the mountain temple. I have been looking for ways to maintain it for years, and water it every other day.
The tender green leaves are curled up, and the remaining yellow branches are harvested. The color and meridian are cold and motionless, and the sound and silence are suitable.
Take care of the constants, and you will know whether they are thick or thin. There is no chance of poverty, and it is late to leave alone when the guests disperse.
Volume 299_43 "Appreciating white peonies with Ruxi" Wang Jian
The flowers are blooming at dawn, but the white peonies have not yet condensed in the cold spring. The moonlight can't cut it, and Su Hedian can't win.
Soft and greasy on the cloud leaves, fresh and covered with cranes. Tongxin is yellow and faint, and the side stems are purple and have heavy edges.
At first, it looks like sleeping, but at first, I want to answer questions. It is both fragrant and quiet, and is more disgusting than the gorgeous beauty.
The price is thousands of gold and the appearance hurts the eyes. I know that the color is good, but I worry about being affected by the colorful light.
Volume 299_44 "Send Wu Langzhong to Zhongzhou" Wang Jian
Xitai restored Nan Province, God knows if he is innocent. Families often disperse due to poverty, and most officials move directly.
The post station is far away, but it is too late to buy medicine and leave the city. The government and the public are separated by people, and family affection is accompanied by wine and sorrow.
After the sorrow of my hometown is gone, I want to go back to my old age. Where is the Zhongzhou border, Zhuowang Banner on the top of the mountain.
Volume 299_45 "Looking in the Mirror" Wang Jian
I am entangled with myself all day long, and this body has no suitable fate. All worries about life and travel at night, and all kinds of diseases bring about a decline in life.
Sleep less and hate the bright house, and wait for the warm weather. There are lice in your itchy hair, and you can smell cicadas in your ears.
There are many mistakes in shaking white, and the method of returning gold is incomplete. Why do I fall in love with a poor family? I always stay with the old monk.
Volume 299_46 "Sending Du Qianzhou to Du Qianzhou in Autumn" Wang Jian
I remember staying in a new house, don't come with the fragrance of Hui. When I first heard that I was guarding the county far away, I was lying on an empty bed one day.
Yeyi is wet with fireworks, and passers-by are crazy about news. Drums and horns were added to the mountain towers, and flags and guns were erected on the village gates.
In the late night, the dew in Zhugulu is full of flowers, and in the early morning, the wind in the Yamen is cool. When Xie Jia's chapters come out, Jiang Yue shines brightly.
Volume 299_47 "Send Zheng Quan to the South China Sea" Wang Jian
The seven counties have two banners, and no one remembers them. There is a dragon head shop at the garrison and a pile of ivory at the pass.
The incense furnace is set out, and the mantras and curses are opened.
The city is noisy, the mountains are broken by thieves, and the gold and cheap ships are coming.
Every family weaves white flowers, and red bananas are planted everywhere. I have dedicated my life to serving my country, and don’t rise from the Wangxiang Tower.
Volume 299_48 "Inscription of Farewell to the Thatched Cottage and Presented to Li Shi Envoy (Li Shi also tried to hide in the White Deer Cave in Lushan Mountain)" Wang Jian
Once lived at the foot of Lufeng, opposite the study hall Medicine table. The new paths are closed, but the bamboo windows are still open.
You can see the result by yourself when you are building water, but you can do it by yourself when you are in charge of the pond. Five years have passed temporarily, and one night has passed and I have to go back.
Even if the long return is not long, the victory will not come. In the White Deer Cave of Jun's house, moss grows when you hear the road.
Volume 299_49 "Peony Appreciation" Wang Jian
This flower is famous for its price, and its beauty is beneficial to the imperial capital. The fragrance is everywhere, the lings are dead, and the braised ducks are withered.
The soft light envelops the fine veins, and the charming color warms and freshens the skin. The pistil is full of yellow powder and contains ribbed strands of crimson suede.
The royal clothes of Hexun are worthy of drawing a picture of entering the palace. Late in life, I am worried about my new wife, and I look at my sick husband with her makeup on.
Teach people to know the number, and reward them for staying. A gentle breeze blows one night, and there is nothing to buy for a thousand pieces of gold.
Volume 300
Volume 300_1 "Gift to the King and Privy Council" Wang Jian
Three dynasties have been accompanying each other, and today we will see each other in the erotic palace. Take off your royal robes and give them to you first, then come in and teach you how to ride the dragon and horse. He returned home after a long and secret mission, and left the palace late when he was playing solo.
Since I have the same surname, I told my relatives that Jiuchong strives to be known to outsiders.
Volume 300_2 "Early Autumn in General Li Longwu's Study Room" Wang Jian
The sound of cicadas in the tall trees in the autumn alleys, and the wealthy houses are calm as if they are living idle. Several stems of bamboo are repainted with ink, and there are aromatherapy books on them. The waiter knows the etiquette with a smile, and he chants "Oh, the wild guest is so careless."
I love reading biographies of heroes, but if I want to make meritorious deeds, I may not be as good at it.
Volume 300_3 "The Incident in Jiangling" Wang Jian
The miasma clouds and plum rain will not turn into mud, and ten miles of Jin towers will press the embankment. Shu girls go down to the sand to welcome tourists from the river, and Badong sells pheasants by the post. The red medicine in the temple burns people's eyes, and the moss on the ground stains horses' hooves.
I sleep alone in the middle of the night, worried about the distance, looking north to see the way home across the Man River.
Volume 300_4 "Inscription of flowers as a gift to Judge Chen of Weizhou" Wang Jian
Gray as mica, light as powder, more beautiful than fragrant, yellow and thin than cicadas. The new leaves of Artemisia oblique are tender, and the red dianthus has fresh late flowers. Mandarin ducks compare with wings for the first time, but the pattern of the butterfly flying again has not been passed down.
Kang Fu Xiaolang is sentimental and pitiful in front of the mirror in spring.
Volume 300_5 "Sending my nephew to Jiangling Shaoyin" Wang Jian
Jiangling Shaoyin likes to be an idle official, and relatives and friends come to persuade him to be lenient. It is not easy to remain poor for a long time without having anything to do.
It is difficult for a talented person to suffer at a young age. If you want to buy red snail lamps in Shatou, the ferry crossings are mostly in the shape of white horns.
You should get drunk in front of Zhang Hua, and don’t rush into the clouds and rainy nights in the deep cold.
Volume 300_6 "The Huaqing Palace Feels Old" Wang Jian
Chen went to the Yuan Dynasty to express an emergency, and Qianguan sent six dragons back at night. The moonlight in front of the chariot shed tears on Luo's shirt, and the wind immediately blew away the candle ashes. The golden locks of the princess makeup building are astringent, and the jade lotus blooms in the imperial concubine's soup palace.
Sometimes I hear heavenly music outside the clouds and know that the late emperor is taking a bath.
Volume 300_7 "Old Village of the Nine Immortals Princess" Wang Jian
The immortal residence is five miles away from the gate to the west, and the stone road leads back to the royal horse's feet. Angels come to plant trees in the palace, and Luo Yi buys the stream in front of the courtyard. The bison walk near the well watering the flowers, and the owner divides the fields to water the medicinal fields.
After the phoenix flies upstairs, the white clouds and red leaves belong to the pheasant.
Volume 300_8 "Guojiaxi Pavilion" Wang Jian
From the high pavilion, you can see the Chang'an tree and the old courtyard in the west of Chuncao Gang. The light moves the green smoke and covers the bank bamboos, and the pink and red flowers clog the stream. I heard that the prince's horse was being washed in the wild spring, and his carriage was once parked in the ancient willow.
The Zhuange library is tilted to the side, and Yunshan is newly sold to the official family.
Volume 300_9 "Inscribed on Jin Jia Zhu Xi" Wang Jian
The young man left Tianzhan due to illness and begged to return home to support himself. There is no other owner to buy out the bamboo stream,
Scatter the spring water with new neighbors. There are frightened dogs under the deer on the mountain, and the fish on the pond are not afraid of people.
The envoys from the countryside came to greet me with regular greetings and heard that there were meritorious officials in the world.
Volume 300_10 "Ti Ying Sheng Guan (the temple is Li Linfu's old residence)" Wang Jian
Three bodies are painted on the Jingsi Hall, which is used as a fairy palace to welcome beauties. The royal letter on the forehead is given with precious gold characters.
The fragrance of heaven and the joy of new feathers and clothes. In the empty corridor, birds peck at the cracks of the tiles, and in the small hall, jade is surrounded by insects like dust.
The woman with white hair and her crown is still worthy of mentioning, and the roses don’t seem like spring has passed.
Volume 300_11 "Traveling with Ruxi to the Sacred Temple" Wang Jian
In the Qin Dynasty, peach trees were all over the hillside, and Mr. Riding a Deer descended to Daluo.
At the end of the road, there is little land at the end of the stream, but inside the gate, there is much sky. The desolate spring is ruined, the cinnabar is dark, and the ancient pagoda has broken scriptures and corrupted seal characters.
I heard that on the day of the Kaiyuan Zhai Festival, Xiao moved and the emperor kissed him.
Volume 300_12 "Xiaoyao Wengxi Pavilion" Wang Jian
Xiaoyao Weng returned here, and the emperor changed the name of the creek to Shitai. When the carriages and horses come to spring, they often ask questions.
The descendants have returned temporarily due to election. The sparse wild bamboos have been removed by people, and the scattered banana flowers are blooming in the rain.
How can a green mountain without an owner be as straight as ashes?
Volume 300_13 "Looking for the Lishan people but not meeting them" Wang Jian
When the mountain guest had a long beard, he placed a crane in the stream and played chess in the cave. If you are born with gold and have energy, you will still be far away.
The elixir will move away as soon as it becomes a nest. Don't send rice to others for cooking just because you have no family to accompany you to the temple.
Leave your name on the head stone and go to Nanfeng alone to ask the teacher.
Volume 300_14 "Ti Shi Weng Temple" Wang Jian
Green cliffs and white stones sandwich the east of the city, and the sound of springs and bells can be heard inside. The earth is pressed with dragons and snakes, and the mountains are different in color.
The houses and palaces are connected by the same craftsman name. The lanterns on the eaves are blackened by sarongs in summer, and the leaves of the stream are reddish by wax trees in autumn.
The emperor's poems are always there, and the painted leaves are long and locked in the green niche.
Volume 300_15 "Early Ascension to Xizen Temple Pavilion" Wang Jian
On the third floor of the upper platform hall, the sun is shining through the red windows facing the wall. When the smoke clears, the temple is far away, and Chongling can be seen in the clear mountains and rivers. The picture of the rippling water in the Shawan Bay is new, and the green fields and wastelands are haloed with colors.
Not to mention the Moonlight Pavilion in the south of the city, it is difficult to beat from the other towers.
Volume 300_16 "Tijiang Temple and Seeking Medicine" Wang Jian
The old temple of the Sui Dynasty was at the head of the Chu River. I thanked the masters and monks for inviting tourists. There is no need to spend the night admiring wild flowers.
If you look at the beautiful trees, it will be autumn. The red bead falls to the ground and begs for someone to take it with it. The green horn hangs down the steps and refuses to be taken away.
I would like to ask for a few pills from the savage, and I will help Xiao Tingyou when I return home.
Volume 300_17 "Tishen Master's Academy" Wang Jian
In the third year of the Shuojie Dragon Palace, Xiang Shuixing came to visit during the pilgrimage. Love the poor more and please stay away.
The dilapidated temple will be built first. In autumn, the bottom of the basin is filled with new colors of lotus, and the sound of small bamboos in front of the house is heard at night.
The monastery does not seek any good things, but only one window of light when turning around.
Volume 300_18 "As a reward for you, I will send you a message when the snow arrives at dawn" Wang Jian
The sky is bright and white, and the snow has not yet dried through the leaves and curtains. The thin steps have been trampled by all the people in front of me, and the birds in the trees are missing. The rotating pin welcomes the warmth but rarely sticks to the wall, and the diagonal dance cannot cover the spring to the ground.
Labor cuts new patterns, and the scissors are cold after a night of red light.