In the second year of Kangxi (1663), Lv Liuliang and Wu Zimu co-edited Song Poetry Banknotes, which included 84 Song poetry anthologists, each with 94 volumes. There is a biography of the author before the collection, written by Lv Liuliang. In the ninth year of Kangxi, it was published in Nanjing. Shi Runzhang, Song Wan, Wang Shizhen, Wang Shilu, Chen Tingjing, Shen Quan, Cheng Keze and Cao Erkan were selected as Eight Poems, which were published and engraved in the world. In 12 years, I went to Beijing to ask for the collection of the Song people's legacy, and made an order with the celebrities, Fu She poets Mao Xiang, Cheung Chau You Dong, Wang Wan, Xishan Yan Shengsun and Shang Bin, the minister of the Ministry of Industry. When he returned to the south, Mao Xiang and others took a farewell dinner for him. Wu Zhizhen gave a poem on growing vegetables at the dinner to express his ambition, which was later compiled into a collection of poems on growing vegetables. The villa was built in the west of Shimen City, and it was named Huangye Village because it loved Suzy's famous sentence "Home is in Huangye Village in the south of the Yangtze River". There are pavilions and pavilions, winding water corridors, bamboo groves and hills, which are very natural and elegant. The vibration is generous and generous. Wu Zhizhen devoted his life to poetry, painting and calligraphy. Poetry is pure and easy, novelty does not hurt cleverness, strangeness does not involve bias, learning from Song people, and is not specialized in one family. In his later years, he refused to make friends, and his poems were fine. Calligraphy has won the essence of Jin people, and it is natural and unrestrained. Many people treasure it, and every ink is seized by relatives and friends before it is dried. He wrote "Poems of Yellow Leaf Village" and later episodes and sequels, which were compiled by his sons and nephews. Another author is "Music Score of Deyintang" and so on.
Poems
Going through Dongzhuang to see Mei
Wandering Dongzhuang Road, Spring Breeze Black Banqiao. The front stream is connected with bamboo trees, which is more than enough for fishing and firewood. Taniguchi wind is still there, but Nanyang is not far away. Green shoes will be run from now on, not just for the flower dynasty.
in the plum blossom, there must be poems today. Soft fragrance, warm spring, cool moon, Huang Shi. Sitting for a long time is unintentional, and every time the wind comes, you doubt yourself. Don't be annoyed by the bees, pay them out of the wall.
in addition to the new diameter of the northern household, it follows the bamboo climbing. The surrounding warblers are slippery, and the rippling water marks increase. After the rain, the tea seeds will be moved, and the wheat will be added. Grass is sown unintentionally, and it is distributed freely.
Looking at Mei at Dong Zhuang with Hui
Her mood seems to be dying every other year, and her eyebrows are blooming in the plum blossom pile. Blow Wang Mian under the cross branch, and make Lin Bu break the sentence back. It is difficult to taste the fragrance after color separation, so don't bother to make peaches and plums a heavy stage. Fall in love with the snow, grind into the spring mash and have a drink.
qingxian county, xiaobo county
crows in the tomb trees are making a noise, and the surrounding small cities are clustered in isolated cities. Backward water stirs the fish, and the transition person is thin and the boat is horizontal. Going back to poetry is extremely ups and downs, and the amount of alcohol in spring is also outstanding. You can get help from the mountains and rivers, but the time is the second.
Stay for dinner with Zhu Laobu's foreign family in Xichou Caotang
As the old saying goes, Xichou poetry lives in seclusion, and a smile helps to promote prosperity. After the village and city were robbed, the thatched cottage was drunk again. I know that fish can travel thousands of miles, and I have already done a hoe for farming. At the end of the list, thank the guests firmly, and who is willing to ask if it is cold?
The trees are lined with green plumes and meet around the stream, and the rice shakes the yellow clouds and shines brightly. The road is difficult to find the road, and the bridge does not hinder the boat. The incense of the social god is respected by the emperor, and the rules of village learning also have a course. Laugh at me, dust yan who lift, isolate leopard two or three times.
crying Wang Xiqiao's official department
Farewell to Liang Yuan's laughter, and the sea sand is shallow and has no trace. Thirteen years from Zou Yang, and five hundred years from Luzon. Mother follows bad or not, let alone behave herself all her life. Ridiculous mo-cha riding a whale, Zifu Xiancao is in the apricot garden.
Throwing an official in the East China Sea to hide the scales, the message is not true. After several surprises, the bedroom door was stunned for no reason. Xiang Lian's ci is covered with a cobweb of dust, and the original tears are hidden in the suburbs. If you think about selling wine companions at night, you should also have Song Yu in the east.
Huang Huimu Ningdu in Shunjiang once stopped the mountain to drink the second dark wood in the West Garden to leave a farewell rhyme
After a long day, the book was spread in the shade of wood, and friends came to visit. If you don't follow Liu Biao's name, there are birds celebrated in Xishan. Selling woven curtains is a biography of Gao Shi, and the green moon is so popular. When you tread the waves and chase the tides, you will find ten willows in one dream.
the rain has an effect on the east.
There is no new book about the sound of rain, and the empty steps are ancient and modern. It is also used as a piano to make a sound, and it is also used as a drum sound. How to detain travelers and put on clothes to sing long songs. It doesn't reach the ground at all, and it stings people a little. Hence the eternal rain, this night alone.
The poem of Xichou Old White Fish, a pair of seven-fold hand-written rhymes to thank it
The yellow calf is the eldest son, and it has been wandering for a long time. There are thousands of stone fish in the south of the Yangtze River. Li Li, a net-begging teacher, makes friends with the stream. When we meet, we will never ask anyone again. Female yang west Guo west, on the ancient city of Peiyong. A scroll of ice and snow poems, from money? Hands. It is not allowed to cover up the defects, and the bottom is decorated with defects. I have a pair of white fish, and the soft strips run through the tamarisk. Your husband hates greed and gluttony, and you have to fight for wine with him.
seeing you off
I haven't seen you for several years, and I feel dejected. Human feelings pity the old rain and the weather enters the new year. White hair in the stirrup, in front of the Qing Zun ancient post. Log over the diary, focusing on the old man's biography.
After visiting the Dongting Lake in Jieshan and returning to the Orange Zhai, I will give you an impromptu answer.
Ten years of posting boxes have been returned, and now the staff is climbing. People come to thousands of miles and thousands of rocks, and poetry is between the Three Tang Dynasties and the Song Dynasty. Several times, the collection of books has pushed the water, and I occasionally think that friends will talk about Hengshan. After several rounds of winning and losing, God's hand should praise our idleness.
the second rhyme sends the heart wall to the north of Lushan
the female pavilion, and the hostess will return. Taking into account the lotus club, the business will change clothes. The fish cocoon is slippery, and the poem board is flying. The message hides my stupidity, and Hu Er recites "Picking the EU".
if you are in Yilan, the bell will talk about the old days. Thinking about the current, you can climb the stairs at a distance. Japonica rice for three years, hibiscus in autumn. The world is full of fangs, so don't forget the secluded cottage.
The second rhyme answers the master in Molin.
I don't understand Zen, but I don't learn immortality. I hoe vegetables every year. Hugh will Geling Sansheng Stone, mistook Qi Zhou Jiu for lighting a cigarette. Jiang Yan went back to practice medicine, and there was a biography of poetry in his paintings. Xilin is safe and salty, and the whale hangs in the night.
book research back
the wind blows hard on the trees in Wanshan, and if you want to fall, you will not be killed. The east is too white, and the remnant stars are lacking in rocks. The old Confucian who broke the house had chapped hands, and Masha kept writing money. Poems and books are published in the news, and the cars and horses are high and the doors are high. White heads are like snow, what do you want? You laugh at the sky and crown your tassels.