you also know that lovesickness is bitter. How can you bear to throw away slaves? I took the trouble to pass the mountain. I'm afraid it's easier to be a stranger than a stranger. Su Shi (137-111) was a writer, painter and gourmet in the Northern Song Dynasty. Zi Zi Zhan,no. Dongpo lay man. Han nationality, Sichuanese, was buried in Yingchang (now jia county, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province). I have a bumpy career, profound knowledge, high talent, and excellent poetry, calligraphy and painting. His writing, Wang Yang, is unrestrained and fluent, and he is called Ousu with Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Great Masters in Tang and Song Dynasties"; Poems are fresh and vigorous, making good use of exaggeration and metaphor, and their artistic expression is unique. They are also called Su Huang with Huang Tingjian. The school of bold and unconstrained ci has a great influence on later generations, and it is called Su Xin with Xin Qiji; Calligraphy is good at running script and regular script, and can create new ideas. It is full of ups and downs with a pen, and it is childlike. It is also called Song Sijia with Huang Tingjian, Mi Fei and Cai Xiang. Painting is the same as literature. On painting, it advocates spirit likeness and "scholar painting". He is the author of The Complete Works of Su Dongpo and Dongpo Yuefu.
The rain wave outside Su Shi's sill is rising, and the smoke in front of his door is muddy and green. Lonely wenyuan flooded for a long time, pushing the pillow to help the piano cry from zero. No one is listening. The mood is full of wind, and I go to Xuanting in the moonlight. Remember the night of Hehuan East Pavilion, and cover the embroidered screen with Xiexiangluo. Qiongzhi is half drunk. —— Song Dynasty He Zhu's Drunken Qiongzhi (Dingfeng)
Drunken Qiongzhi (Dingfeng) The rain waves outside the threshold are rising, and the smoke in front of the door is muddy. Lonely wenyuan flooded for a long time, pushing the pillow to help the piano cry from zero. No one is listening.
the mood is full of clouds and winds, and you arrive at Xuanting in the moonlight. Remember the night of Hehuan East Pavilion, and cover the embroidered screen with Xiexiangluo. Qiongzhi is half drunk. The generals said that the marquis was sealed, and Piccolo Long song leaned against the building. Everything goes with the wind and rain, take a break, and play in the south of the circus. Don't stay late to urge the wine, the smell of wine seems to go away this autumn. Flowers smile at the old man's head, ashamed, and flowers with white hair are puzzled. -Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian's "Nanxiangzi Zhujiang said to seal Hou"
Nanxiangzi Zhujiang said to seal Hou Zhujiang said to seal Hou, and Piccolo Long song leaned against the building alone. Everything goes with the wind and rain, take a break, and play in the south of the circus.
don't stay late to urge the wine, it smells like autumn. Flowers smile at the old man's head, ashamed, and flowers with white hair are puzzled. Feeling, life is bumpy and the rain begins to rest. The curtain rolls a hook to fade the moon. Looking at the river, the stars are sparse, and Ran Ran is full of clouds. This Jing Qing is even better. Who reads the knot of tenderness? Lonely lights are dim, the hall is unique, and the crickets are in season. It's hard to say if you think about it. Recalling the meeting at the bottom of the flower, I gave it to Luo Wei. Spring and autumn geese leave lightly. I plan to find a brocade scale and send it to you, but I am afraid that the smoke will cross the road. Song residue spits on the pot. Sorrow throat. Meaning is empty. However, the drunkenness damaged Qiong Yi, and the sugarcane Yao Que was broken. Yugou once shed red leaves. When I see you again, I will listen to you. The colorful building is far away, and the sleeves are stained with blood every night. -Warrior Lanling by Qin Guan in Song Dynasty
Warrior Lanling
Qin Guan in Song Dynasty
Start reading the full text ∨ The rain begins to rest. The curtain rolls a hook to fade the moon. Looking at the river, the stars are sparse, and Ran Ran is full of clouds. This Jing Qing is even better. Who reads the knot of tenderness? Lonely lights are dim, the hall is unique, and the crickets are in season.
it's hard to say whether you think deeply or hate. Recalling the meeting at the bottom of the flower, I gave it to Luo Wei. Spring and autumn geese leave lightly. I plan to find a brocade scale and send it to you, but I am afraid that the smoke will cross the road. Song residue spits on the pot.
sad throat. Meaning is empty. However, the drunkenness damaged Qiong Yi, and the sugarcane Yao Que was broken. Yugou once shed red leaves. When I see you again, I will listen to you. The colorful building is far away, and the sleeves are stained with blood every night. ▲