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Wang Deyuan, the tenth generation ancestor, was the military envoy of the Qingyuan Army in the Song Dynasty. Wang Mian's family was in decline, and he was the son of a farmer[1]. He herded cattle during the day and went to the Buddhist temple to study under the lamp at night. He started school at the age of eight and was regarded as a child prodigy. In his early years, he studied under Wang Zhizhai and Han Xing[2]. When he was young, he did not believe in Shengui [3] had failed in the imperial examinations many times, so he gave up and studied the ancient art of war. Later, he bought a boat and went to Suzhou. He traveled to Nanjing and Jiujiang Estuary and visited famous mountains and rivers. He also visited Hanbali in Yanjing. When he was in Khanbali, his secretary Qingtai Buhua recommended him to join the library and he refused.
In his later years, Wang Mian settled in a cottage in Jiuli Mountain in Kuaiji. The cottage was named "Plum Blossom House". "Three acres of beans were planted, twice as much as millet. There were thousands of plum trees, half of which were peaches and apricots, and one area of ??taro and leeks." He had hundreds of books each; he diverted water into a pond and planted more than a thousand fish."[4] He lived a life like a hermit. Taizu of the Ming Dynasty entered Wuzhou and joined the army with Wang Mian as his advisor. He died of illness in the 19th year of Emperor Shun's reign (1359).
[edit] Contribution He was an important painter in the late Yuan Dynasty. He made significant contributions to the development of Chinese painting, especially freehand flower-and-bird painting. Among flower-and-bird paintings, Wang Mian is most famous for his paintings of plum blossoms. The boneless body was made with rouge fingers[5], and many people requested paintings. His handed down works include "Spring Morning in Nanzhi", "Three Gentlemen", etc.
Wang Mian also made many achievements in the art of seal cutting. Most of Wang Mian's poems describe hermit life, and some of her works can also reflect the sufferings of the people. Their language is simple and informal, and some of them reveal dissatisfaction with the politics of the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties. Wu Jingzi's "The Scholars" writes about Wang Mian, but it is quite different from the historical facts.
[edit] Works Wang Mian is the author of "Zhuzhai Collection". 2. Poems related to Wang Mian
"Mo Mei"
Era: Yuan Author: Wang Mian
The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house are blooming with flowers. Light ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
"Second Rhyme Part 2"
Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Wang Mian
There are no cars or horses in the savage's residence, and the basil outside the door is as high as the tree.
The clouds at the foot of the stone are filled with rain, and the pines above the roof are rocking the waves at midnight.
It’s ridiculous to see the countryside in a painting. I only have to work for myself while being paid to cook.
The man at the bottom of the box wants to be full of moss, and at night he suddenly calls out to the old dragon.
"Feelings Part Two"
Era: Yuan Author: Wang Mian
Looking at the mirror with melancholy, who can judge the past and present?
Mountains and rivers frequently come to my mind, and wind and rain only concern me.
Every time I think about the suffering of the common people, I can pity the prodigal son.
The sorrow becomes more severe in the evening, and the green grass falls and the flowers fall deep.
"Plum Blossoms Part Two"
Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Wang Mian
He is pure, kind and self-sufficient, and he forgets words and cultivates nobility.
The night is quiet and the moon is bright, and the mountains are covered with snow when the door opens.
"Plum Blossoms Part Three"
Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Wang Mian
In October, the frost and wind were cold, and the mountains and trees were broken.
This unique ice jade posture reflects the moon in the clear stream. 3. Poems about Wang Mian
Donkey painting in Xuanhe Palace
The waves collide with the sun and the moon, and the jade buildings and jade buildings are surrounded by red clouds.
A loyal person does not care about the shake of the country, and a wise person forgets the importance of mountains and rivers.
The Taiping generals are tired of guarding the border, and the spring breeze is everywhere and the Yuan Dynasty is coming.
The hall of Xuanhe was like a tavern, and the donkeys of Guizhou reached in front of the king.
The skill of the Guizhou donkey stops here, and the king only uses his intention to do it.
Turning around and surrounded by dust on the edge of the desert, Hualiu died of shame.
Hiking in the freezing cold and snowy weather, what did the guest dream like at that time? Looking at the picture two hundred years later, it makes people sigh with pity.
Baiyunge was composed by Li Zi□
I sing the song of banished immortal Baiyunge, and the breeze flutters the female rose.
The white clouds are flying in the wind, and Qinshan and Chushan are competing for their peaks.
The mountains of Qin and Chu are green and ready to dance, and the white clouds do not live towards the lakes and mountains.
Forgetting the opportunity is in my reading window, I want to cultivate my chastity and return to my Taisu.
The mountains are covered with red and purple light, and the white clouds are doing nothing.
The rushing rain is like a thunderstorm, and the white clouds are as leisurely as if they were alone.
White clouds cannot be called in the sky, and white clouds cannot be left alone on the ground.
The beauty of the beauty is gone, and the charm is not stained by dust.
Both Baiyun and I live in illusion, and Baiyun and I should share the same interests.
Gu Fei feels the love of my garden, looking back at the green mountains, he doesn’t know where he is.
I want to fly high on a boat in Dongting, buy wine on credit and invite banishment to immortals.
I call you to the sky of snow, plum blossoms, and flowers, and shake hands and smile for three thousand years.
Farewell to Lushan Mountain
The roots of Lushan Mountain stretch for hundreds of miles, and the nine fold screens are used to draw pictures.
Floating mist blows into the south, and the dark color comes to Qinghu Lake.
The stone gates in Shanxi are as green as brush, and the stone mirrors in Shandong are as big as the moon.
Three beams hang upside down and the Milky Way is sparse. In June, flying rain sprinkles cold snow.
The spring breeze is full of beautiful embroidered flowers, and the colorful clouds are entwined in the Moxiao Palace.
The sound of purple bamboo in Lianghui is far away, and the golden hibiscus cannot be seen in the world of mortals.
I used to wear Xie Gong's clogs, and I used to look for Xie Gong's relics when I was dispersing my strategies.
The gentle breeze makes the scenery sing with pines and junipers, and the light rain makes the clear grass green.
The mountains are stacked with mist and mist, and the moss is peeled off and the green is swept away in search of ancient inscriptions.
Looking back in excitement, I don’t know where I am, the flowers are falling and the solitary ape is crying.
You are taking a tour of Lushan Mountain, and the beauty of Lushan Mountain wipes your eyes.
People take a closer look at the lotus leak? Turning around, white clouds fly like snow.
The appearance of Mount Lushan has changed. There is no need to ask about the past when we return. The water in the stone fields is warm and the calamus is fertile.
Inscribed on an orchid scroll with plum blossoms
The Xiangjiang River is full of clouds and the Xiangshan Mountains are green, and the autumn orchids are blooming and there is zero autumn dew.
The three houses are gone and I can’t wake them up, Xiao Ai Chun Ping Ting.
How can mountain bees and wild butterflies camp when the incense blows and disperses in the countryside? The secluded man was so out of touch with his surroundings that he could not sit down and read the Li Sao Sutra.
The frost and moon were shining brightly on the West Lake last night, and the plum blossoms were particularly affectionate when they saw me.
The dust in front of Buxian Temple is clear, and old cranes are standing like people walking.
From the horizon comes the misty Phoenix Sheng, and the jade pot of wine is poured upside down.
The wine stalls were in high spirits, swords were drawn and danced, and suddenly the sea and the sun were rising in the east.
Facing the Moon
On the night of the 15th day of the eighth month of Ji Mao, there was no cloud or smoke in the sky and the earth.
The bright moon suddenly emerged from the bottom of the sea, as bright as a jade mirror, hanging in the sky.
The clear brilliance breaks through the dark mist, and the mountains and rivers are soaked with no remaining scenery.
The fragrance of cinnamon and osmanthus dispels the sorrow of the white rabbit, and the jade sky and the tower can't help but feel cold.
The brilliance of the South Ji and the North Dipper is hidden, and the silent flow of Jianghan is smooth.
I am very excited about this. What will I do if I don’t have wine for a month? Who in the sky watches the dance of feather clothes, and how can the Qingxu Mansion in the world be seen? The situation in the world changes every time. How can the moonlight be the same as the present and the past? The autumn wind is blowing in the wind, and the east and west families are climbing up the building.
Looking forward to enjoying the scenery until the end of the night, how do you know that there is no need to worry about the end of the road? Looking back at the end of the world, there are few old friends, and the white dew is desolate on the grass in the courtyard.
If you want to ask Chang'e about this idea, the solitary goose will stop the dawn
The Drunk Song
The bright moon and pearls cannot be worn; the city wall cannot be nourished; everything in the world is nothingness.
Hundreds of years have passed by, how will fame, wealth and honor be the same? Don’t you see, Beimang Mountain is lined with stone sheep, stone tigers and no buildings. In the old days, there were many tombs of emperors.
Today there are many foxes and rabbits stinging me, and there are broken monuments and broken bricks for the road.
Without the capitals of Qin and Han, hundreds of mountains and rivers can be dangerous and solid.
In the old days, the palace was covered with clouds and night sky, but today there is only grain and millet in the fields.
It is better to buy grape fermented grains instead of hating the old and worrying about the new.
I walked around leisurely carrying a pot and a cup of tea, and got drunk on the Spring Breeze Terrace every day.
Why should emotion bring about sorrow?
Sending people to Yanshan
The March breeze in Yanshan is gentle, and the wine boat in Haizi is like a picturesque building.
My husband has ambitions from all over the world, and he must travel to Beijing in his prime.
The famous flowers in Beijing are as big as buckets, and children are running around watching them.
The grapes are shining with gold, and the sheep's tail and hump are greasy.
I know that your generosity is not a gift, but you are lying in a copper box with a lot of light.
It’s quite self-assured to smile when you go out, and you don’t need to submit an article to show your respect.
The Jade Dew Red Gate has five rulers in the sky, and it is necessary to work hard for the common people.
Find a good official when you can, and follow the path of the Holy Master.
I will brew Songhuachun carefully, and I will be Chijun at this time next year.
Chi Jun does not ask about his official career, but he wants to know what kind of person Yifu is.
A painting of plum blossoms as a gift to Master Lingfeng
The charming and sparse flowers are blooming according to the water, and I don’t know when spring will return.
The tender clouds and clear clouds circle the Gushan Road, and I remember to look for short sentences. 4. What are some of Wang Mian's poems?
Ink Plum
The tree at the head of the pond where I wash inkstones has flowers blooming with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
There are several categories below. If you don’t like the one above, just look for the one below O (∩_∩) O~
(1) Those who sympathize with the sufferings of the working people, such as " "Jiangnan Min": "The people of Jiangnan are pitiful, plagued by epidemics and wars. Millions of troops are stationed, and rice and millets are worth thirty thousand. Last year, they did not farm, but this year they chose men to guard the border. The old men turned to ravines due to hunger and became poor. "The hard work" said: "The eldest daughter was married last year, and she was forced to sell her son last year. It was not because of hunger that her clothes were worn out. Fortunately, there was no frost or snow this year." There are groups of people, and it is unknown where the taxes come from."
(2) There are works that expose the tyranny of the ruling class of the Yuan Dynasty, such as "A Song of Joy to Master Yao": "This year's drought is worth Bingzi, and the red soil is more than ten thousand miles. . The rice, pearls, osmanthus, and water are like mercury, and all the people in the world are half wandering ghosts. There are no clouds in the southern and northern mountains, and the white fields are like paper and no one is plowing them. In my life, there are wolves and tigers walking in the daytime. (3) Some reflect national conflicts, such as "On the Road to Jizhou" which exposes the misdeeds of the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty in destroying national culture: "Even if they have good children and grandchildren, they are no different from dogs and pigs. They are now old men who cannot read a word of writing." When the rule of the Yuan Dynasty was about to collapse, he wrote the poem "Hu'er froze to death under the Great Wall, and he began to believe that there is no spring in the south of the Yangtze River."
(4) Some express his upright, arrogant and upright mind, such as "Sigh of the Lone Pine": "Last night there was flying frost in the South China Sea, and the mountains, forests and vegetation were dull. When I got up and rubbed the pine trees on the house, the color was as usual. Don’t change it. You are lingering and generous, this thing is a real pillar. Oh, since it is a real pillar, why don’t the emperor use it as a Fumingtang?"
Poets have their own ambitions and often compare themselves to each other in their poems. Zhuge Liang wrote, "I want to dream of plum blossoms in the thatched cottage, but suddenly I remember that there is a crouching dragon in Nanyang", "There are no crouching dragons in the thatched cottage recently, so don't ask about the heroes in the world", etc. He described himself as a "lonely pine", lamenting the loneliness of having failed ambitions. 5. Wang Mian's ten poems
Qilu·Mourning for Mr. Zhai Wang Part Two Yuan·Wang Mian's literary talent is over, how can I see Zizhi Mei? The weather in the middle of the country is dark, the stars and rivers are miserable, and the spring cold in the south is sad for the grass and trees.
The political affairs were conveyed to the two provinces in a dignified manner, and the discussions moved the various departments. Having grown up with so many relationships, the young masters also shed tears.
Qilu·Mourning for Mr. Zhi Zhai Wang Part Three Yuan·Wang Mian In March Yanshan listened to Zigui, and the memory made me shed tears. Although the career can endure, it is a pity that the article has not been completed.
The frost is miserable and the clear window is cold, the piano is cold alone, the moon is bright, the autumn water and the sword are both sad. Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and people are farewell. Looking back, who is the spring breeze talking to? Qilu·Ji Shi One One Yuan·Wang Mian It was frost in June at the head of Luanshui City, and the grass outside Donghua Gate turned yellow.
The shadow of the flag moves thousands of officials, and the light of the ax and ax sinks, and thousands of horses are busy. The green elephant will not convey the national seal, but the purple camel will only lead to the old yurt.
Zhu Lang didn’t understand the evil of the world, so they argued that the red gate should be admitted to the founding chapter. Qilu·Ji Shi 2 Yuan·Wang Mian The white grass and yellow sand in the wild color are divided, and the world is full of sorrow and hatred in ancient and modern times.
Feihong came to the frontier, and the cold snow fell on Jimen. The scenery is only so desolate, but the human feelings are so thin that it doesn't matter.
Knowing the opportunity, there may be mulberry dry water, which will become muddy before it enters the Cangming River. Qilu·Ji Meng Yuan·Wang Mian On the night of November 30th, Qing Meng suddenly returned home.
Talking to his mother about worldly affairs, he calls his son to tell her old stories and asks about his life. The bamboos planted in front of the court do not change their color, and the old plum blossoms on the stream are all flowers.
Sitting up and listening to the tea tripod by the mountain window, I thought about the wind and rain in Sanba. Qilu·Huiyou Yuan·Wang Mian Last night, the wind blew and the earth shook, and I looked up at the long sword and the snowflakes.
When you read, you fall into heroic tears; when you drink, you shed your love. When you meet and arrive, you must talk about your guest status. When talking about friendship, you are worthy of your former alliance.
The Han family has enjoyed long-lasting peace, so why bother talking about Jia Sheng? Qilu·Passing Yupu Yuan Dynasty·Wang Mian The river boat cannot run for eighteen miles, and the tide rises every day at the head of the river.
We didn’t wait for the imperial edict in Jinma, but we saw the flowers in Jincheng differently. Thousands of miles of spring breeze returns with good thoughts, and the cold rain at the fourth watch lights up.
The old friend Hu Hai is nostalgic for the past, and can talk about the alliance between gulls and herons in the old days. Qilu · Immediate Scenery Yuan Dynasty · Wang Mian The spring in the north of the Yangtze River is deep and the wild grass is fragrant, while the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is shallow and the willow branches are yellow.
The gulls compete in the water, and the sparrows are threatened by the wind. You can dance as you wish, no matter how you wake up, you will be as crazy as when you are drunk.
Yesterday, the boy blocked the street and laughed, and the laughter made people grow up. Qilu·Send to Yuwen Zizhen Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty Living in the suburbs, he stopped doing books and writing for the time being.
The wind and moon are shining in the altar, and the three strategies of heaven and man are fluttering. The clear voice is enough to pay attention to the river tide, and the straight writing is rather to move in the pavilion and pavilion.
The men in Luoxia are competing for talents, how can they accidentally talk about fishermen and woodcutter? Seven Rhythms·Second Rhymes One Yuan·Wang Mian I have forgotten my memory for a long time, and the gulls in the rivers and lakes are not suspicious. The house is surrounded by yellow flowers like a bright light, and the bed is full of white snow and there is no child.
What's the use of having a false name after death? There are many things in the world that you don't need to know. An old friend has made an appointment to take shelter, but don't wait for the autumn wind and the old cassia branches.
Qilu·Second Rhyme Part Two Yuan·Wang Mian There are no carriages or horses in the savage’s residence, and the basil outside the door reaches the height of the tree. The clouds at the foot of the stone are filled with rain, and the pines above the roof are rocking the waves at midnight.
It’s ridiculous to see the countryside in a painting. I only have to work on my own to support myself in the kitchen. The man at the bottom of the box wanted to be full of moss, and at night he suddenly made an old dragon call.
Qilu·Xing Xing in the Rain Part One Yuan·Wang Mian The vast wilderness is gloomy and gloomy, the skull is speechless and the sword shines. There are dreamers thousands of miles away in the green mountains, and there are old friends in the bright moon just one day away.
The deer walks across the vast plains, and the dragon flies across the sea, and the rain and waves are rolling. Looking at each other with so much love and affection, leaning on the dangerous building is still generous.
Qilu · Xing Xing in the Rain Part 2 Yuan · Wang Mian When is it the new year for my old friend to return, and I listen to the strong wind wash away the miasma smoke. The arrogant horse gallops north and the sand is like snow, while the dark horse gallops south and the water is like the sky.
Don’t worry about the strings that destroy the grape vines, and you are happy to sing and grow the fields. Fortunately, looking from the Yueyang Tower, the bright moon in Dongting is shining brightly.
Qilu · Snow Queen Yuan · Wang Mian I climbed up high today and could not see the mountain, and the universe was too cold. No one saw the moonlight in the old days, but the plum blossoms are just right to see in the new year.
General Duo suffered to live in the north of the Great Wall, and even more pity his guests in Chang'an. The old man wanted to talk but couldn't bear to say anything, so he leaned all over the twelve corridors of the dangerous building.
Qilu·The Green Mountain Pavilion Yuan Dynasty·Wang Mian The green mountains as far as the eye can see is like a painting, where Taoists can live in peace. I don't know that fame in the world is good, but I feel that there are few cars and horses in front of the door.
The wind and moon smile proudly at all times, and the universe remains the same throughout the ages. I have also been addicted to forests and springs in my life, and I feel ashamed that I would rather be an old man than a hengmao.
Qilu·Second Rhyme Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty The living people lamented that they were alone every day, but they only listened to the talk of peace between China and the DPRK. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are filled with clouds, and the wind and rain of the fifth watch scream sadly.
How could Huan Wen know Wang Meng? Xu Shu had always known Kong Ming. Don't play Guansai music on the flute. The wild flowers and idle grass are overwhelming.
Qilu·Zhuxi Xuan Yuan Dynasty·Wang Mian The green mountains faintly carry the river, and the windows of the Xuan on the river are quiet. Visitors are welcome to the rain, and enjoy the cool weather in all seasons of autumn.
The shadow of the blue sky moves the rising phoenix, and the light of the falling moon moves the building across the water. In the middle of the night, I dreamed that the ring was ringing, but I suspected that the song was playing in Yangzhou.
Qilu·Jiang Yue Tower Yuan Dynasty·Wang Mian The city of Yongjia looks like a bucket, and the peak orchid looks like it leans against the blue sky. The moonlight in the sky above the river is white, and the sound of the sea is shaken by the wind.
It is a great pleasure for eminent monks to live here, and for leisurely guests to visit here, they will also think about it. I want to fly with you, and I call the fairy to play the flute.
Qilu·Lin Guo Pavilion Yuan·Wang Mian Lin Gui is located in the southeast of Kuaiji, and the structure of the new pavilion is also magnificent. The trees are dense and I don’t know where the clouds come from. Deep in the mountains, I often hear the noise of the water.
The quietness allows fishermen and woodcutters to hide in seclusion. How can there be no king to thank you for traveling and enjoying? I want to write poems to pursue Li Du. Being romantic is not about being talented among others. Qilu·Send the monk back to Fujian Wang Mian of the Yuan Dynasty On September 3rd, the leaves of Wu Wu were red, and the autumn wind was not felt in the middle of Fujian.
The Master suddenly showed concern for his hometown, and did not say goodbye to his guests. Isn’t it true that there are no old people in the gray hair? Castle Peak is still the same as before.
When you go home and check the place where you pass, you should be happy to see the pine trees in the garden and the rain and dew. Notes on the work Notes: [1] Qingqi: the scent of fresh fragrance.
[2] Color: refers to the light ink color of plum blossoms in ink paintings. Dynasty: Yuan Author: Wang Mian Works: Plum Blossoms Content: The east wind blows away the snow in March, and the mountains of Hunan are as green as drops of green.
No one sees the sound of Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Era: Yuan Author: Wang Mian Work: White Plum Content: This body is worn in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust.
Suddenly, a breeze blows out all night, spreading the spring all over the world. Era: Yuan Author: Wang Mian Works: Mo Mei Content: The trees beside the inkstone washing pond in my house are blooming with faint ink marks.
Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. Qilu·Mourning for Mr. Zhi Zhai Wang Part Two Yuan·Wang Mian His literary talents are over now, how can I see Zizhi Mei? The weather in the middle of the country is dark, the stars and rivers are miserable, and the spring cold in the south is sad for the grass and trees.
The political affairs were conveyed to the two provinces in a dignified manner, and the discussions moved the various departments. Having grown up with so many relationships, the young masters also shed tears.
Qilu·Mourning for Mr. Zhi Zhai Wang Part Three Yuan·Wang Mian In March Yanshan listened to Zigui, and the memory made me shed tears. Although the career can endure, it is a pity that the article has not been completed.
The frost is miserable, the window is clear and the piano is cold alone, the moon is bright, the autumn water and the sword are both sad. Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and people are farewell. Looking back, who is the spring breeze talking to? Qilu·Ji Shi One One Yuan·Wang Mian It was frost in June at the head of Luanshui City, and the grass outside Donghua Gate turned yellow.
The shadow of the flag moves thousands of officials, and the light of the ax and ax sinks, and thousands of horses are busy. The green elephant will not convey the national seal, but the purple camel will only lead to the old yurt.
Zhu Lang didn’t understand the evil of the world, so they argued that the red gate should be admitted to the founding chapter. Qilu·Ji Shi 2 Yuan·Wang Mian The white grass and yellow sand in the wild color are divided, and the world is full of sorrow and hatred in ancient and modern times.
Feihong came to the frontier, and the cold snow fell on Jimen. . 6. Please write down some of Wang Mian’s poems
The tree beside the inkstone washing pond at my house is called Mo Mei, and the flowers are blooming with faint traces of ink.
Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe. The most famous Qilu above is "Buan Wu Mengsiyuan" Wang Mianyunshou was a scholar and an old scholar, with shrewd calligraphy and profound ancient knowledge.
A hundred Guangdong and three Wus are called Dubu, and eight points and one word are worth a thousand gold. Watching the red rain outside Peach Blossom Pass, sitting in the green shade in front of Yangliu Hall.
Today I have forgotten this scene, and the broken monument is full of sadness. Qilu, titled Jinlingyuan, Wang Mian's spring grass and flowers in front of the heart-appreciating pavilion, and willow buds growing under the heart-appreciating pavilion.
The manga said that Han captured the tiger, but the country was destroyed by Zhang Lihua. The mountains and rivers have been visited for eternity, and a few heroes passed by and sighed.
The wild old men meet and give advice, and the palaces of the Six Dynasties are full of mulberry and hemp. Qilu·Visiting Linjiang Temple Yuan·Wang Mianshan was originally a farmer who loved mountains, but he repeatedly climbed up.
There are many strange rocks floating in the sea, and there are tall pines in the sky. Forget about the birds in the shallow stream, and the dragon at the bottom of the deep cave without rain.
The armor is now all over the sky and the earth, and the haze is here to send high traces. Qilu·Huazhuyuan·Wangmian The flowers and bamboos are scattered and shaded by stone moss, but they are so secluded that they look like a small Penglai.
The mountains are shining, the blue clouds are moving, the water is shaking, the sky is white and the rain is falling. If you feel happy, you might as well look for a sentence. If you forget your chance, you can hold the cup in your hand.
The master loves his guests and is smart, so he allows me to come with his piano every day. Qilu·Ouchengyuan·Wang Mian On April 8, the wind and rain stopped, and the water in the lake at Fangweng's old house was high.
Dressing in clothes and selling wine is enough to get you drunk, riding a horse to look at flowers is useless. In the land of the sea, we still hear songs and weeds. Who can recommend cherries to the mountains? Yuan Long was originally incompetent, but later he was known as the Hao of Huhai.
Qilu·Returning to the Yuan Dynasty·Wang Mian was shocked when he came back with a white head. His family in the East and West knew my name. Friends and friends grow old and fade away, and children grow up with age.
The wild plum blossoms are blooming in ancient colors, and the mountain wind blows the rain and makes the cold sound fall. What I like most is that the old man in the stream is sincere and frank, and the wine flowing over the wall is filled with poppies.
Qilu·Send a few yuan to Xu Zhong·Wang Mianxi is a hero when he gets the city tower to rest on the dragon's pillow and has no stone in it. Reciting poetry is worthy of Du Gongbu, and begging for rice is worthy of Yan Lugong.
Lanzhou is different from Xiaohanshang, but the thatched cottage is in the painting hall. Old friends meet each other without much discussion, smiling and pointing to the falling pines and flowers in the evening breeze.
Wulu·Cishen Tu Zidi Yun Qiyiyuan·Wang Mian Huangcheng's remaining ancient battlements, climb up and look out at the new clear sky. The mountains are quiet in the dark day, and the sea is clear in autumn.
The lonely kite flies down with the crane, and the hungry bird approaches people. Sensing things brings melancholy, who can understand this feeling? Wulu·Cishen Tu Zidi Yun Its two elements·Wang Mian is in the rocky ravine in the southeast, what does the wanderer want to do? The wild birds are frightened and fly fast, and the boats on the stream are too late to sail up the river.
Get drunk and compose poems about the scenery. Where Wang Xie Jing walked, the depression was like the old days.
Wulu·Cishen Tu Zidi Yun Qi Sanyuan·Wang Mianhai has a strong autumn wind, and it is rainy at dusk in Jiangcheng. The floating clouds are low in the Moon Gorge, and the drums are garrisoned at the Yin Lei Gate.
When does the grass stop? Green hills are eternal. Time is like a passer-by, and I must discuss the bottom of my path.
Wulu·Cishen Tu Zidi Yun Its four yuan·Wang Mian's white hair is fighting in the middle of the war, in the dark mist of the green mountains. The sandworms joined five horses, and the Zimao attacked the three men.
The waves of the East China Sea are black, and the grass and trees of the Central Plains are red. At the bottom of Depression Rock Valley, who believes there is a spring breeze? Wulu·Answer to Wang Mianjun Qiyuan·Wang Mian's gate is desolate and surveyed, so he can get to know each other.
Everyone loves to fight, but I alone caress the vat. The autumn wind in my motherland is miserable, and the dusk rain is falling in the deserted city.
There is so much joy in leisure, not in the deepest cup. The Five Laws: Answer to the King's Appointment to the King. The two elements: Wang Mianping drinks a lot, which is difficult to do when he is drunk.
The old committee member Qingyun Zhi only listened to the speeches in vain. The cold smoke fills the mouth, and the waning moon dims the eyebrows.
At this time, I am a guest at the end of the world, and I only know how desolate it is. Wulu·Shou Chongyuan·Wang Mian's generosity adds more thoughts, and the memories of friendships are pleasant.
There are still worries in times of danger, and there is no spring when the worries are heavy. The fans of the sea country return to Chu, and the mountains and mountains support the dust of war.
What did Huang Gong see? There is nothing wrong with winning Qin. Wulu·ci rhyme answer to Fanshan Qiyiyuan·Wang Mian spent the rest of his life clumsy, what can he say about the world? When you get a sentence, you can write about the stone. If you forget the opportunity, you can fill the garden.
Every time there is a fish rut, there are often cranes riding in the pavilion. The mountain wind is strong at dusk, and the sounds of autumn are everywhere.
Wulu·Seci rhyme answers to Fanshan. Its duality·Wang Mian has traveled a lot for his fame, but he can be at ease in poverty and lowliness. Sit on the stone and listen to the flowing water, open the building and see the distant mountains.
There are bees in the cave, and the scenery is beautiful and the birds are wild. I love the setting sun more, and the wandering clouds making formations.
Wulu·Ci rhyme answers to Fanshan. Its three yuan·Wang Mian has mountains and rivers now and in the past, but there are only a few uncles. The wild mist obscures the flower paths, and the autumn smoke separates the city bridge.
The river is deep and the rain is rising, and the river is turbid and dark. Since I am happy to do my best, I am far away from the bustle of the city.
Wulu·Seci rhyme answers to Fanshan. Its four yuan·Wangmian City is still hot and annoying, and the rocks and gullies are cool. The water is still, the fish are enjoying themselves, and the gentle breeze is fragrant with osmanthus.
For foreigners, it rains bitterly, but in my homeland, geese cry and cry frost. Why is there so much trouble in autumn evening? I am busy reciting poems to see off guests.
Wulu·Ciyun replied to Wang Jingzhu Qiyuan·Wang Mian Xiaoyin Shuinan Village, the noise could not be heard outside the door. There is no talk about fame and wealth, and I am content in the countryside.
The spring rains bring mulberry trees and hemp trees grow, and the autumn winds bring fruits and vegetables. With life like this, why look for a paradise? The second rhyme of the five rhymes is an answer to Wang Jingzhu. Its two elements are: Wang Mian has more ginger and sugarcane left in the west garden, and enough rice beams in the east.
There is hope for this year, but my plans are not yet complete. Rely on the chanting for a long time, and watch the clouds lead to prosperity.
The new brew next door is hot, and the chrysanthemums are drunk together. Wulu·ci rhyme replies to Wang Jingzhu. Its three yuan·Wang Mian generously climbs high, and the wind flows into the drunkenness.
The grass in the mountains and fields matures early, and the geese arrive in the sea. If you don't talk much about your guests, you may lose your sleep or read books.
The rocks and ravines in the southeast are beautiful, and it is time to return to the carriage. Five Rhythms: Second Rhyme: Answer to Wang Jingzhu. Its Four Elements: Wang Mian. The clouds in the field are still and the bamboos are still, and the frost leaves are bright near the window.
In this quiet scene, forget about the noise. Reading a book is mediocre but I feel ruthless when dealing with the world.
I hope to add more trees and bamboos, so that I can form a hidden alliance with you.
Wulu·ci rhyme replies to Wang Jingzhu. Its five yuan·Wang Mian is really happy in his good years, but he is worried about the frost on the edge.
New rice turns white when turned over, fragrant leeks turn yellow when they come out of the vat. When we meet, we should avoid talking about the heat and cold.
How many dreams come true, unable to reach the imperial land. The second rhyme of the five rhymes is an answer to Wang Jingzhu, and the six yuan of it is Wang Mian's neighbor drinking in the same company, which is also enough to describe the quiet feelings.
His writings look down upon Zhuangzi, but his sorrow makes him laugh at Jia Sheng. The lonely bird in the deserted forest is gone, but the setting sun is bright in the distant pond.
Don’t ask about Dongling, the cut melon is Shaoping. Wulu·Recalling Prince Zhengyuan·Wang Mianyu is heavy and the poplar flowers are falling, and the spring is deep and Du Yu is sad.
My only friendship is me, who should I say as a friend? The clouds are cold and the sandals are on the east mountain, and the dust is buried in the Beihai Monument. At night, under the thatched hut, I shed sour tears for you.
Wulu·Youganyuan·Wang Mian It rains mostly in spring, but no thunder is heard in April. Although the Dragon Palace is stuffy, who will lift the door and open it? The suburbs are rich in vegetation and the city walls are full of wormwood.
I am always worried and have no words to express my sorrow. Wulu·Mid-Autumn Festival Second Rhyme Answer Taixu Yuan·Wang Mian has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for a long time, turning white and not knowing his age.
Where are the people from Shiyuan? The moon is round in the sky. The mountains and rivers are clear with shadows, and the grass and trees are clear and smokeless.
Who sympathizes with the suffering of the common people? Move your worries to the wine. Wulu: There is Huaiyuan on the ninth day. Wang Mian has been away from home for many years during the festival.
I have a relative with gray hair, but I have no intention of treating Huang Hua. I feel nostalgic about the past, and I climb high and look at the credit.
The southern mountains are desolate and misty, and at dusk the crows return in disorder. Wulu·Auspicious Cao Yuan·Wang Mian is named good but not evil, and he is chic in the mountain house.
There is no rest in business, and the intention is long-lasting. The wind and frost are gone, and who are the bees and butterflies busy for? Who asked at the end of the year? The mountains are empty and the rain is at dusk.
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Introduction to Wang Mian
Wang Mian, 1310~1359, Yu Yuanzhang, was born in Zhuji, Zhejiang. He was an influential poet in the literary world at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and a flower-and-bird painter who created a new style of freehand brushwork in the painting circle. His poems often reveal his resentment against the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, and his poems about plum blossoms also express his feelings through objects. He admitted that he likes to write "wild plums" instead of "official plums" in order to despise the "egguan rotten scholars" at that time. In his later years, he took refuge in Jiuli Mountain in Kuaiji, built his own "Plum Blossom House", grew millet and raised fish, and lived in poverty for the rest of his life.
Introduction to Wang Mian
Wang Mian (1287-1359) was a famous painter and poet in the Yuan Dynasty. He was named Yuanzhang, also known as Zhuishishanong, Cowherd, Kuaiji Foreign History, and Plum Blossom House Owner. wait. A native of Zhuji, Zhejiang. Born in a farming family, he herded cattle when he was young. His family was poor, but he was eager to learn and tireless in reading. He often went to the temple at night to read under the bright lamp, and his knowledge gradually deepened. His eagerness to learn moved Han Xing, a scholar in Kuaiji at that time, who accepted him as a student and taught him reading and painting. In his youth, Wang Mian was once passionate about fame, but he repeatedly failed to pass the Jinshi examination. So he was full of anger, burned his articles, wandered around the world, and never became a scholar. He once visited Hangzhou and Jinling, crossed the Yangtze River, crossed the Huaihe River, passed through Xuzhou and Jinan to Dadu (now Beijing), and reached Juyongguan. Traveling thousands of miles away enabled him to expand his horizons and broaden his mind. At the same time, he also gained a clearer understanding of social reality and the ruling class. In Beijing, Tai Buhua recommended him to teach in a school. He had a premonition that the Yuan Dynasty regime was in turmoil, so he refused to accept it, so he returned south alone and made a living selling paintings.
He specializes in painting plum blossoms, using rouge to create "boneless bodies", and is especially famous for his dark plum blossoms. Painted plum blossoms inherited the tradition of monk Zhongren and Yang Wujiu in the Song Dynasty, and made new creations, which had a great influence on later generations. The plum blossoms made are either sparse or dense, or the sparseness and density are appropriate, especially the denseness is the best. The branches are staggered, the stamens and calyces are distributed, the priorities are clear, the layers are clear, dense and sparse, many but not complex. He painted dried plums with vigorous brushstrokes, appropriate strokes, and rich texture. Paint the petals, or use the stippling method with dark and light ink, or use the circle method to outline the flowers, or use both dots and circles. There are many changes, which can vividly express the unique shape of the plum blossom, and through the exploration of the charm of the plum blossom. Describe and express your own feelings and ambitions. The author of "Plum Plum Blossoms" has been handed down from generation to generation, which is an early theoretical work on plum painting. He was also good at writing on bamboo and stone, and could also engrave seals. He used flower milkstone as the sealing material. According to legend, he was the first to create it.
Later, because he wrote in a painting poem, "The sparse plum blossoms are all covered with ice and snow, and the Qiang flute cannot blow them down", he was framed by officials, who thought he was making a mockery of current affairs and wanted to arrest him. So he fled to Jiuli Mountain in Kuaiji and called himself The mountain farmer who cooked the stone lived in seclusion. Farming during the day, reading, writing poetry and painting at night, living a life of poverty. Wang Mian's life experience had a profound impact on his poems and paintings. The poor and simple life in the mountain village gave his poems and paintings a strong flavor of life. Make his poems and paintings extraordinary.
Wang Mian's poems are among the best in Yuan Dynasty poetry. Most of his poems are included in "Zhuzhai Poetry Collection". Liu Ji once had a correct evaluation of Wang Mian's poems. He said: "When I was in Hangzhou, I heard that Wang Yuanzhang of Kuaiji was good at poetry. Many scholar-bureaucrats praised his poetry, and I wished I could not recognize it. In the Jiawu Period (1354), I robbed the Oukuo Room and took refuge in Kuaiji. The poems written by Yuan Zhang are straight but not twisted, quality but not slang, bold but not absurd, strange but not weird, broad but not excessive, with the feeling of loyalty to the king and love for the people, the ambition to eliminate evil and the sincerity. It can be seen in the expression of the meaning of the words, and it is not a mere creation, because of great respect." ("Zhuzhai Poetry Collection·Original Preface")
From his "Sending People to the Swallow" and "Spring of the Jinshui River". Judging from "Sigh of the Lonely Pine", he had no particular dislike for the Yuan Dynasty in his early years. His poems mainly express his sympathy for the plight of the people, his condemnation of the corruption and arrogance of the powerful, and his contempt for fame and fortune. Such as "Ascetic Journey", "Shang Pavilion House", "Jiangnan Woman", etc. Wang Mian's exposure of the shameless face of bureaucratic landlords is also quite sharp, such as "Yin to the Scenery", "Wu Jiqu" and so on.
A considerable number of Wang Mian's poems express his unwillingness to follow the crowd and pursue noble thoughts. He often compared himself with plum blossoms. In his early years, he used plum blossoms to express his refusal to accept an official position. In his later years, he also used plum blossoms to show his innocence, saying: "The wild plum blossoms are still old-fashioned." ("Return") His poems are simple and natural.
Zhu Yuanzhang attacked Shaoxing and stationed troops in Jiuli Mountain. He found him and asked him to join the army as a consultant. He died suddenly. 8. Wang Mian has been upright and open-minded throughout his life, not seeking false fame, just as he wrote in his poem "Don't let others praise you" Color, leaving only pure energy to fill the universe."
2. Original text
Poem on the Plum Blossom Picture
(Yuan Dynasty) Wang Mian
The tree at the head of the pond where my family washes inkstones, all of them Flowers bloom with faint ink marks.
Don’t let people praise you for your good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.
3. Brief analysis
The poem on Mo Mei Tu is a poem on painting. Mo Mei is the plum blossom in ink painting. The poet praises the virtue of the plum blossoms without asking for praise from others, but only wishes to leave a fragrance to the world. In fact, he uses the plum blossoms to describe himself, expressing the poet's despising the popular customs, being alone, self-admiring, his character and attitude towards life, his outstanding spirit and his non-conventional attitude towards life. The noble sentiment of flattery. The calligraphy is full and strong, and combined with poetry and painting, it shows the author's superb calligraphy skills! Its technique of expression is to express one's ambition by supporting things.