Lin Bu (967-128) was born in Huangxian Village, Dali, Zhejiang Province (about Qiantang, Hangzhou). When I was young, I was diligent and eager to learn, and I was familiar with hundreds of classics and history. The book is lonely and self-satisfied, happy and indifferent, and don't seek glory and profit. When I grew up, I roamed between Jianghuai and later lived in seclusion in Hangzhou West Lake and build house Gushan. I often travel around the temples in the West Lake in a boat, and return to the monks and poets. Every time a guest arrives, the boy is told to let the crane fly, and Lin Bu will come back by boat when he sees the crane. Poetry is discarded and never retained. Died in 128 (the sixth year of Tiansheng). His nephews Lin Zhang (Chao San's doctor) and Lin Bin (Yingzhou's order) went to Hangzhou to perform funeral services. Song Renzong bestowed "Mr. He Jing". Lin bu (BU 1) was called Mr. He Jing by later generations, and was the wife of Mei Hezi, a famous recluse poet in the early Northern Song Dynasty. Lin Bu's genealogy dates back to the Five Dynasties, when he lived in Changle, Fujian, and passed on to the 11th century. Four brothers, namely, Shuo, Shu and Qi, moved to Fenghua and Xiangshan, and Lin Bu's father Qi settled in Huangxian Village, Dali (now Huangxian Village, Qiucun Town, Fenghua City). Ji is the 12th grandson of Lin family, so his hometown is at the mouth of Fengmai Aokou (now Damao) in Fenghua. Talk about the people of Qiantang, Hangzhou (now Hangzhou, Zhejiang). Less solitary mechanics, so ancient, with a hundred classics. Books are lonely and self-satisfied, happy and indifferent, self-satisfied and poor, and don't seek glory and profit. And long, roaming Jianghuai, after 4 years old, he lived in seclusion in Hangzhou West Lake and build house Gushan. I often travel around the temples in the West Lake in a boat, and return to the monks and poets. With lakes and mountains as partners, it is said that for more than 2 years, it is not as good as the city, and it is a lifetime of cloth. Every time a guest arrives, the boy is told to let the crane fly, and Lin Bu will come back by boat when he sees the crane. Wang Sui, the prime minister, and Xue Ying, the county magistrate of Hangzhou, both respected him as a man and loved his poems, so they tended to sing with him in solitary mountains and offered money to rebuild their new houses.
There are poems with Fan Zhongyan and Mei Yaochen. In the fifth year of Dazhong Xiangfu (112), Zhenzong heard its name, gave it to Su and silk, and told the county to save it. Although I am grateful, I am not proud of it. Many people advised him to be an official, but they all politely refused to brief Lin Bu, saying, "However, my ambition is suitable, not for my family, not for fame and wealth, but for my feelings." Lin Bu has never been an official or married, and has no children. He only likes to plant plums and raise cranes, calling himself "taking plums as his wife and cranes as his son" and "Plum's wife and crane". As an old man, he wrote a poem: "The green hills on the lake are facing build house, and the bamboo before the grave is also sparse. Maoling asked for a manuscript another day, and I am still glad that there was no Zen book. " Poetry is discarded and never retained. Someone asked, "Why not record it for future generations?" Answer: "We have lost track of forests and valleys, and we don't want to be famous for poetry for a while. What about future generations?" There are more than 3 poems handed down from generation to generation. Tiansheng died in the sixth year (128) at the age of sixty-one. His nephews Lin Zhang (Doctor Chao San) and Lin Bin (Order Ying Zhou) went to Hangzhou to attend the funeral service. State for the news, Renzong mourning, giving "Mr. He Jing", buried lonely mountain so Lu side. There are three words and more than 3 poems. There are four volumes of Poems of Mr. Lin Hejing compiled by later generations, among which "Farewell to Siming Night Talk" and "Send Ding Xiucai to Siming" are homesick works. The History of the Song Dynasty has been circulated in volume 457. Sang Shichang wrote Biography of Lin Bu in Song Dynasty. There are books and poems in the painting collection of the Forbidden City. Zhang Dai said in Dream of the West Lake that after the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty, grave robbers dug up Lin Bu's grave and found only a Guangdong inkstone and a jade hairpin. At present, there are still "Fanghe Pavilion" and "Mr. Lin Hejing's Tomb" on the side of the isolated mountain of West Lake facing Beishan Road in Hangzhou, which is the Jingsheng in memory of Lin Hejing.
Lin Bu is good at painting things, but he never passes them on. ICBC's calligraphy is thin and vigorous, and its brushwork is like that of Ou Yangxun and Li Jianzhong, which is especially wonderful. Lin Bu wrote poems with cranes, and his words were solitary and lonely, and he wrote many strange sentences, but he never saved the manuscript. The style is clear and distant, and he writes more about the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, reflecting the secluded life and leisure interest. For example, the poem "Looking at the Man's Room at the End of Gushan Temple" in the Seven Laws is cold and quiet, and it is a typical embodiment of its poetic style. In the poem "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden", the words "The shadows are horizontal and the water is shallow, and the fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon" successfully describe the charm of plum blossoms, which is known as the swan song of Yongmei throughout the ages. Lu You said that his calligraphy was superior to others. Su Shi highly praised Lin Bu's poems, books and character, and wrote a poem to his book: "Poems like Dongye (Meng Jiao) are not cold, but books like staying in Taiwan (Li Jianzhong) are poor." Huang Tingjian said: "Jun Fu's calligraphy is superior to others. If you see it every time, you will be cured without medicine, and you will be hungry and full." Shen Zhou in the Ming Dynasty said, "I love Weng Shu to be thin and hard, and the clouds are as green as the West Lake. Xitai's lack of meat is a true comment, and several lines of jade-like stone contain Kethleen. However, the wind festival overflows in the meantime, and this word is absolutely vulgar. " . There are only three surviving works of Lin Bu's calligraphy, among which Self-Written Poems are the oldest. Lin Bu was born in Qiantang, Hangzhou. Less loneliness, mechanics, not for chapters. The nature is bleak and ancient, the fortune tends to be prosperous, and the family is poor and has insufficient food and clothing. At the beginning, it swam between the Yangtze River and Huaihe River, and for a long time it returned to Hangzhou, the lonely mountain of build house West Lake, which was less than the city in twenty years. The true Sect heard its name and gave it to Su Silks. The portrait of Lin Bu Edition asked the long officials when they were old. Xue Ying and Li Ji are in Hangzhou, and every time they build their homes, they talk all day long. Taste yourself as a tomb on its Lu side.
Dying is a poem, and there is a saying that "Maoling will ask for a manuscript another day, and I am still glad that there was no" Book of Closing the Zen ". When he died, the state heard about it, and Renzong mourned, giving Mr. Jing and Mr. Jing. A book of good deeds is like a poem, and its words are clear and strange. Once the draft is ready, discard it. Or: "Why not record it to show future generations?" He said, "We have lost track of forests and valleys, and we don't want to be famous for poetry for a while, which will affect future generations!" However, good people often steal it, and there are still more than 3 articles today. When he tasted the guest near the river, Li consulted the scholar. If he didn't know it, he said, "This is also a public auxiliary device." And died, consulting the appropriate three department ambassador for the state to keep, for plain clothes, and his master for seven days, buried, engraved in the sentence. If you don't marry, you have no children, you will teach your brother and son, and you will be promoted to the first division. In the New Year's Eve, I was quite proud of myself. When I was in Yingzong, I served as an advisor, and even was removed from the prison by Taiwan. I refused to do it. I was played by Tang Jie, Zhong Cheng, and I learned about Qizhou. I died in an official position. Xiaoyin's self-titled lonely mountain is full of cranes and bamboo trees around my house, which is more profound and interesting. The crane is idle near the water for a long time, and the bee is lazy to pick flowers and sparse. Wine disease prevents books from being opened, and chun yin hoes in the Netherlands. Taste the ancient pictures, mostly write firewood and fishing. There are endless autumn mountains in Sudongxiao Palace, and Qiu Si is boundless. Red leaves flow in the blue stream and white clouds flow in the green forest. Under the cool shade of a bird, the crystal falls and the cicadas are scattered. This night, the banana rain, who smells on the pillow. Cats catch fish in a stream when they are fishing, and it is more than enough to lie in the shade of flowers. Naturally, mice are too poor to be ashamed of their corpses. In the mountains, Ye Xiucai, who was sent to recruit, heard again at night when the crane dawned on the ape, and it was as long as Geng's departure. Don't hate Dangui in the middle of the month, and come to see the white clouds on the ridge. The chess pieces may wish to be near the water, and the poems and titles are both good. After new worries about his fame, it is rare to live in seclusion and be quiet.
the garden pool is a pool with a diameter of several acres, and the Pinghu lake is divided into grass and grass. The breeze has entered the boat, and the new Ji will never forget the cocoon period. On the island, the crane hair remains wild, and the flowers on the shore move spring branches. Dongjia's layer structure is famous today, and it's a shame to be alone. Xiao Mei's fragrance in the mountain garden shakes off the beauty alone, occupying all the amorous feelings to the small garden. A brief introduction to Lin Bu, where the shadows are horizontal, the water is clear and shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk. When the cold bird wants to fly, it first peek at the plum blossom; Butterflies, if you know the beauty of plum blossom, will be enchanting. Fortunately, there are micro-songs that can be compared, and there is no need for sandalwood * * * gold bottles. Gushan Temple Ruishangren's room looks at the bottom, leaning on the railing and thinking about it, and the back pavilion of Gushan Tower is west-biased. The gloomy painting axis forest temple, scattered chess shuttlecock on the field. Autumn scenery sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is nothing but cold smoke. Stay late and love my home more, just wait for spring to see the snowy day. The frost is clear and the frost is clean. Last night, plum blossoms were distributed. What is the jade dragon three lanes, the sound is shaking, and the branches are on the moon? Lin Bu's statue dreams of a golden beast, and Xiao Han Lan dies. It is necessary to roll the bead curtain to clear the reward, and don't sweep it, snow in front of the steps! Point crimson lips golden valley golden valley year after year, who is the main spring scenery? The remnants of the branches were Litter in the drizzle. It is also from autumn, dusk, the people off here to bid farewell. Wang Sun goes. There are countless roads, north and south, east and west. Acacia makes Wu Shanqing Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other, fighting for patience and leaving love? Your tears are full, my tears are full. The ribbon knot has not yet been formed, and the tide at the head of the river has subsided.