1. Poems about Li Qingzhao in each period
Poems about Li Qingzhao in each period 1. Find one representative poem from each of Li Qingzhao’s three periods
1. Li Qingzhao's emotions and state of mind before marriage and during the wedding period
"Red Lips"
Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands. The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light. When guests come in, gold hairpins slip out of their socks. He walked away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, sniffing the green plums.
Translation: After playing on the swing, I got up tiredly and tidied my delicate hands. The thin flower branches are hung with crystal dewdrops, and the flowers are in bud, and the fragrant sweat from swinging on the swing penetrates the thin Luo Yi.
Suddenly I saw a guest coming. I was so panicked that I didn’t even bother to put on my shoes. I walked away with only my socks on, and even the gold hairpin on my head fell off. He shyly ran away, leaned against the door and looked back, clearly looking at the guests but trying to cover up by sniffing the green plums in front of the door
2. Li Qingzhao’s emotions and state of mind in the second year after his marriage before heading south< /p>
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms"
In autumn, the fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat. I untie my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Translation: The lotus has faded, the fragrance has faded, the bamboo mat is as smooth as jade, revealing the deep cool autumn. I gently take off my gauze skirt and sail alone in an orchid boat. Looking up at the distant sky, who would send the brocade book where the white clouds are rolling? It was when the flock of wild geese formed the character "human" and returned southward that the bright moonlight filled the pavilion leaning against it in the west.
Flowers float freely, water drifts freely, a kind of parting lovesickness, you and me, affect the sorrow of both places. Ah, what cannot be ruled out is that - this lovesickness, this sorrow of separation, just disappeared from the slightly frowning eyebrows, and faintly lingered in my heart again.
3. Li Qingzhao’s emotions and state of mind in his later years
"Slow Voice"
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The ground is full of yellow flowers, they are haggard and worn out. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness! The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, it rains bit by bit. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
Translation: I searched everywhere, but all I found was deserted and miserable. It’s the most difficult season to recuperate when the weather turns warm and cold.
How can a few glasses of light wine suppress the sadness in my heart? A wild goose flew by, and I was feeling sad when I realized that it was exactly the one I knew in my hometown.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground and look very haggard. Who can bear to pick them?
I stood guarding the window, alone. How could a person survive until dark? The drizzle is beating on the sycamore trees, it is dusk, bit by bit. Hey, how can we cover everything with just one word "sorrow"?
Extended information
Li Qingzhao (March 13, 1084 - May 12, 1155), named Yi'an Jushi, Han nationality, was from Zhangqiu, Qizhou (now Zhangqiu, Shandong). A female poet in the Song Dynasty, a representative of the Wanyue Ci School, she is known as "the most talented woman of all time".
Li Qingzhao was born into a scholarly family and lived a wealthy life in her early years. Her father, Li Gefei, had a rich collection of books. She laid a literary foundation in a good family environment when she was a child. After getting married, he and his husband Zhao Mingcheng devoted themselves to collecting and organizing calligraphy, painting and inscriptions.
When the Jin soldiers invaded the Central Plains, they lived in the south and were in a lonely situation. In the early stage of his poems, he wrote mostly about his leisurely life, while in the later stage, he mostly lamented his life experience and had a sentimental mood. In terms of form, he makes good use of line drawing techniques, creates his own channels, and uses clear and beautiful language.
The argument emphasizes the law of association, advocating elegance, and puts forward the idea of ????"not being one family", and opposes the method of writing poetry. He is capable of poetry, but not much remains. Some of his chapters are timely and historical, and his sentimental words are generous, which is different from his style of writing.
There are "Collected Works of Yi An" and "Yi An's Ci", which have been lost. Later generations have a compilation of "Shu Yu Ci". Now there is "Li Qingzhao's Collection and Annotations".
Baidu Encyclopedia - Li Qingzhao
2. Li Qingzhao wrote poems about flowers in four different periods
Girlhood
"Point" "Red Lips"
Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands. The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light. When he saw someone coming, he took off his gold hairpin and ran away in shame. Leaning against the door and looking back, I sniff the green plum blossoms.
The period of young women
"Reduced Words Magnolia·On the Flower Seller"
On the flower seller, I bought a spring branch. The tears are stained lightly and evenly, but still have traces of the dawn dew. Pinglang guessed that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles. The hairpin on the temples is slanted, and the apprentice wants to teach the man to compare and look at it.
The Period of Resentful Wife
"Slow Voice"
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. How can three cups and two cups of light wine defeat him, when dawn comes and the wind blows? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The period of concubine
"Wulingchun"
The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.
3. In which period did Li Qingzhao write what poem?
A female poet in the Song Dynasty (at the turn of the two Song Dynasties).
Introduction to Li Qingzhao:
Li Qingzhao (March 13, 1084 - May 12, 1155), named Yi Anju, Han nationality, was from Zhangqiu, Qizhou (now Zhangqiu, Shandong) . She was a female poet in the Song Dynasty (at the turn of the two Song Dynasties), a representative of the Wanyue Ci School, and was known as "the most talented woman in the ages."
Li Qingzhao was born into a scholarly family and lived a wealthy life in her early years. Her father, Li Gefei, had a rich collection of books. She laid a literary foundation in a good family environment when she was a child. After getting married, he and his husband Zhao Mingcheng devoted themselves to collecting and organizing calligraphy, painting and inscriptions. When the Jin soldiers invaded the Central Plains, they lived in the south and were in a lonely situation. In the early stage of his poems, he wrote mostly about his leisurely life, while in the later stage, he mostly lamented his life experience and had a sentimental mood. In terms of form, he makes good use of line drawing techniques, creates his own channels, and uses clear and beautiful language. The argument emphasizes the law of association, advocates elegance, puts forward the saying "don't be the same family" in lyrics, and opposes writing lyrics in the same way as poetry. He is capable of poetry, but not much remains. Some of his chapters are timely and historical, and his sentimental words are generous, which is different from his style of writing.
There are "Collected Works of Yi An" and "Yi An's Ci", which have been lost. Later generations have a compilation of "Shu Yu Ci". Now there is "Li Qingzhao's Collection and Annotations".
4. Use a few sentences to summarize each stage of Li Qingzhao’s life, preferably using Li Qingzhao’s poems.
During the Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao was born into an official family. His father, Li Gefei, was born as a Jinshi and served as an official in the court. His status was not low. He was a scholar and writer, and he was also a student of Su Dongpo. My mother is also a lady from a famous family and is good at literature. Such a background was very valuable for a woman at that time.
A girl waiting to be married. Innocent and innocent, with beautiful hair and fragrant cheeks, a face like a flower and jade, her love interest is just beginning, and her spring heart is budding, which is hard to suppress. Use words as evidence.
[Huanxi Sha] The embroidered hibiscus smiles, and the duck flies sideways to line the fragrant cheeks. Only when the eyes are moved are people guessed. One side is charming and full of charm, half of the paper is filled with tenderness and hatred, and the moon is moving and the shadows of flowers are about to come back again.
[Huanxi Sha] In the cold spring weather, the jade furnace sinks into the water, and the remaining smoke curls up. In the dream, the flowers are hidden on the pillow of the mountain. In the future, petrels are fighting for grass, Jiangmei has passed willow trees, and the rain at dusk makes the swing wet.
[Spot the red lips] Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands. The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light. When guests come in, their socks, shovels, and gold hairpins slip away. He walked away shyly, leaned against the door and looked back, sniffing the green plums.
Li Qingzhao got married, and her husband Zhao Mingcheng was a handsome young man. The two were literary confidants and they were in love. Zhao Mingcheng's father was also an official in the court, and the two families were well matched. What a God-sent match, one of a kind. The sweetness of love overflows the vocabulary.
"Reduced Words Magnolia":
On the flower seller's basket, I bought a branch ready to bloom. The tears are stained lightly and evenly, but still have traces of the dawn dew.
Panlang guessed that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles. The hairpin on the temples is slanted, and the apprentice wants to teach the man to compare and look at it.
"A Cut of Plum Blossoms":
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress my clothes lightly and get on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness, and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
When Zhao Mingcheng was away from home, Li Qingzhao sent him a piece of condolences.
"Drunk Flower Yin?" "Double Ninth Festival":
The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is endless, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night. After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
With a thunderbolt, the Jin invaded and the Song lord fled south. Li Qingzhao, hated by his country and worried about his family, fled to Wujiang, where Xiang Yu was defeated and committed suicide. Facing the vast river, he sang this eternal song:
Live as a hero, and die as well. For the ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
The country is no longer a country, and the king is no longer a king. How can she, a subjugated citizen with nowhere to stand, be so talented, so proud, so passionate, so sensitive, and not suffer from great sorrow? Li Qingzhao's body and mind endured painful suffering in the oil pan of history. Weeping and weeping, sorrowful as a mountain.
"Tian Zi Picking Mulberries":
Who planted the banana tree in front of the window? The atrium is filled with shadow. The atrium is filled with shadows, and the leaves are feeling relaxed and full of emotions. It rains in the middle of the night on the sad pillow, and it rains every bit. Little by little, I am worried that the northerners are not used to hearing it.
"Wuling Spring"
The wind and dust have exhausted the fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. I want to speak and shed tears. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuangxi cannot carry many sorrows.
In his later years, Li Qingzhao had no way to serve his country, no support for his love, and no education to pass on. He was poor and sick, haggard physically and mentally, his country was ruined and his family was ruined, and he was single and widowed. Others look at her as weird. Falling into an abyss with no boundaries, a terrible loneliness struck her from time to time. No one in the world could understand her heart. The leaves are falling from the west wind, and I am in a desperate situation. The artistic conception of the words. I cried and complained. Reading it today, it still chills my heart and soul!
"Slow Voice":
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine are no match for it. The wind comes late at night. The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who can pick them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in the dark?
The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and at dusk, it rains bit by bit. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
Zheng Zhenduo commented in "History of Chinese Literature": "She is original and independent from a group of poets. She is not influenced by other poets. It seems that poets are not affected by her. She is so outstanding that mediocre writers can never catch up with her. Most of them have written countless poems about separation and love. Before Qingzhao, all these poems that spoke for the heroine were as worthless as dirt."
Li Qingzhao, the searching goddess of beauty standing among the yellow flowers in the autumn wind, her life story and the resentment in her heart have been transformed into a sad and tragic beauty, and she and her words will always hang high in history. The starry sky
5. Li Qingzhao's early poems
In the early days, her lyrics were bright and bright, good at describing natural scenery, reflecting love life, and singing about separation. After her journey to the south, she experienced the pain of the destruction of her country and her family, and the suffering of being displaced. Her vision of life expanded. The content of her poems mostly reflected nostalgia for the past or her personal life experience. She also expressed concern for the future of the country and the fate of the nation. Revealed from time to time. Its overly sad and sad mood is an artistic reflection of the suffering of that era and family and country in the lyrics.
Based on this score, you can find it by yourself, and I also divided it myself - -#If you want to write homework, there are a few representative songs that will not go wrong. I will write to you Ru Meng Ling (always remember Sunset at the creek pavilion) "Resentful King and Grandson" (The wind and waves on the lake are vast) "Proud of the Fisherman" (The letter of spring is known in the snow) "Dian Lips" (Stop playing on the swing)
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Li Qingzhao (1084-1155), a native of Zhangqiu, Jinan, no. Yi An layman. A female poet in the Song Dynasty and a representative of the graceful school. Born into a scholarly family, he became outstanding in literary talent at a young age under the influence of his family. He is proficient in poetry, prose, calligraphy, painting and music, and his achievements in poetry are the highest. The lyrics are fresh and euphemistic, with sincere emotions, and present different characteristics based on the changes in life in the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties. In the early stage, it reflects the life, emotions and natural scenery of the boudoir, which is clear and bright. Later, due to the death of her husband and the pain of the country's subjugation, the poems became desolate and sad, expressing the emotion of nostalgia and mourning and also embodying the strong thoughts of the country's subjugation. There are "Collected Works of Layman Yi An" and other works handed down from generation to generation. Representative works include "Slow Voice", "One Cut Plum", "Like a Dream", etc. His literary creation has a distinctive and unique artistic style, ranking first in the Wanyue school and having a greater influence on later generations. It is called "Yi'an style".
6. Three poems written by Li Qingzhao at different times
1. "Dian Lips":
Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands. .
The dew is thick and the flowers are thin, and the sweat is thin and the clothes are light.
When someone comes, a gold hairpin slips out of his stocking.
Leaving in shame, looking back at the door, but smelling the green plum
It was written by her when she was a child, that is, before she got married, when her family was in a good situation
2. A cut plum blossom
The fragrance of red lotus root lingers in the jade mat of autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
It was written after she married Zhao Mingcheng to express her longing for her.
3. Slow voice
Searching and searching, deserted and miserable. . It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold.
How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine stand against him? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness?
There is also drizzle under the phoenix trees, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so important!
It was written when she was living in the south of the Yangtze River in her later years to express her worries about her family and country.
7. Complete collection of Li Qingzhao’s early poems
1. "Ru Meng Ling·Chang Ji" Sunset at the Xiting Pavilion. Li Qingzhao, a junior high school student in the Song Dynasty, often remembered the sunset at the Xiting Pavilion. He was so drunk that he didn’t know his way back. He returned to the boat late after all his excitement and strayed into the depths of lotus flowers.
Fight for crossing, fight for crossing. 2. "Drunken Flower Yin·Misty and Thick Clouds Worry about the Everlasting Day" Double Ninth Festival Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty The thin mist and thick clouds worry about the eternal day, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast.
It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival, with jade pillows and gauze kitchens, it’s cool in the middle of the night. East.
3. "Slow Voice·Xun Xun Mi Mi" Poem of Bridegroom Complaint by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty Xun Mi Mi is deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold.
Three cups and two. 4. "Yong Yu Le, The Sunset Melts Gold" Lantern Festival, Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao The sunset melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, where are the people.
The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment, and I know how much spring is coming. Yuan.
5. The graceful poem "Like a Dream, Last Night Rained and Winded Up" by Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty. Last night, it rained and winded, and I couldn't drink the remaining wine from my deep sleep. I tried to ask the person behind the curtain, but the crabapple remained the same. Know it or not, know it or not.
6. "The Proud Fisherman: The Letter of Spring Is Known to Come in the Snow" describes the plum blossoms in the Song Dynasty. Li Qingzhao knows that the letter of spring has arrived in the snow. The cold plums are dotted with the delicate branches, and the fragrant face is half-opened and charming. In the court, the jade People come out of the bath.
7. "Dian Jiang Lip·Kou [1] Stop on the Swing" Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty. Stop playing on the swing and get up to straighten your slender hands.
The dew is thick and the flowers are thin, and the sweat is thin and the clothes are light. When a guest comes in, his stockings are made of gold.
8. "Red Lips·Lonely Purdah" Poem of Bridegroom Complaint by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty Lonely in the purdah, an inch of soft intestine contains thousands of strands of sorrow. Cherish the spring to go.
What time will the flowers rain? Leaning all over the countryside, there is nothing.
9. "Die Lian Hua·The Luo Yi Wet with Tears and Full of Fat and Pink" is a graceful poem by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty. Four stacks of Yangguan, sung thousands of times.
Humanity is full of mountains and rivers. The smell of faint rain.
10. "Die Lian Hua Li Qing" describes spring by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty. The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the frost, the willow eyes and plum blossom cheeks have already felt the heartbeat of spring. Who has sex with drunken poetry? Tears melt into the remaining pink flowers.
11. "Huanxisha" Cold Food Festival Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty The spring light is cold and the food is cold, the jade furnace sinks into the water and the remaining smoke curls up, and the dream returns to the mountain pillow to hide the flowers. Haiyan will fight with grass in the future.
12. "Huanxi Sand" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty. The bun hurts the lazy spring, and the plum blossoms are falling in the evening breeze in the courtyard.
8. Li Qingzhao’s late poems and chronological order
There is no specific time, but it can be inferred from the poem. Like Meng Ling, I often remember that the sun is setting in the Xiting Pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back.
Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.
Like a dream, it rained and the wind blew violently last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the remaining wine in my deep sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.
Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin, with a bit of crimson lips. After playing on the swing, get up and straighten your slender hands. The dew is thick, the flowers are thin, the sweat is thin and the clothes are light.
When I see someone coming, my socks and gold hairpin slip away, and I leave in shame. Leaning against the door and looking back, I sniff the green plum blossoms.
The hibiscus embroidered on the Huanxi Sand Curtain opens with a smile. She leans against the precious duck and kisses her fragrant cheeks. Only then will her eyes move and others will guess. One side is charming and full of charm, half of the paper is filled with tenderness and hatred, and the moon is moving and the shadows of flowers are about to come back again.
The King of Resentment: The wind blows on the lake and the waves are vast. Autumn is already late, and there are few reds and fragrant flowers. The beauty of the water, the mountains, and the closeness to people are so wonderful.
The lotus seeds have become old lotus leaves, washed with green dew and apple blossoms. The gulls and herons sleeping in the sand do not look back. They seem to hate that people return early.
Ode to Zhongxing in Wuxi and Zhang Wenqian Fifty years of work are like sweeping away the flowers of Huaqing and Xianyang grass. The five squares are dedicated to fighting cocks, and they don’t know how to grow old amid the heaps of wine and meat.
Hu soldiers suddenly came from the sky, and they were also traitors to rebel against Hu. Hu horses walk in front of the Qinzheng Building, and the dust is covered with pearls and greenery.
Why go out in battle and be invincible? It is said that many horses died in litchis. The inscription on the stele is so shabby that it makes gods and ghosts grind the cliffs.
Ziyi Guangbi did not guess at himself, but his heart was filled with regret and his heart was filled with joy. The Xia and Shang Dynasties have learned a lesson and should be careful. The history of simple policies is still there today.
Don’t you see, at the time when Zhang was talking about it the most, he was already sold by Yao Chong. Don’t you see it, it’s amazing that the Tianbao passed down from ruin to Xingxing, and the grass on the Zhongxing monument is now alive.
I don’t know if there are heroes who betray the country, but I say success respects the country’s elders. Whoever made the concubine come to heaven, Guo, Qin, and Korea were all geniuses.
The flowers, mulberry and jade drums are ringing, and the spring breeze dare not stir up dust. Who knows the name of Anshi again, and the vigorous general will die in peace.
Go to Tianchi Wubao Weng Peak, and the bee head will chisel out the word Kaiyuan. It is so sad that time has passed, and the evil heart is as ugly as a cliff.
Western Shu can still resist thousands of miles away, but when will the southern gate be opened? It is pity that filial piety is as great as heaven, but it makes the general praise him.
Alas, slaves cannot say: "Assist the country with affairs, Zhang Hou Zhuan." But they can read: "Spring chestnuts are sold by jin in Chang'an."
The above are all Yi An's leaving the cabinet. Written before, in no specific order. Some express the innocence of the girl and the shyness of the young girl, some express her outstanding political vision, and some express the loneliness in the boudoir.
Reduced word magnolia. On the flower seller's basket, I bought a branch ready to bloom. The tears are stained lightly and evenly, but still have traces of the dawn dew.
Panlang guessed that slave noodles are not as good as flower noodles. The hairpin on the temples is slanted, and I want to ask Lang to compare and look at it.
This is the scene shortly after Yi'an's wedding. Partridge Sky. Orioles and tears flow on the branches, and the marks of old cries are among the new ones. There is no news about fish and geese in a spring, and the dream soul is tired of traveling thousands of miles away.
Without a word, I arranged for Fangzun to be heartbroken until dusk. As soon as the sun shines on the lamp, the rain beats the pear blossoms and the door is closed.
This is a poem written by Yi Anping when she was living in Qingzhou. She misses her husband and is drunk in the shade of flowers. The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is endless. The golden beast disappears from the brain. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Thinking of my husband during the Double Ninth Festival. I feel sorry for my husband. There is almost no written history in the cold window, and the road ends here. Brother Kong Fang, who works in Qingzhou, is happy and troublesome all day long.
I refuse to write poems and chat behind closed doors. I sleep in bed with sweet fragrance and have good thoughts. In silence I found my best friend, Mr. Wuyou, Zi Xuzi.
A cut of plum blossoms, the fragrance of red lotus root and the lingering jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. The flowers float and the water flows.
One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
These are the poems Yi An wrote about missing her husband when they were separated after their marriage to Zhao Mingcheng. Partridge Sky. The cold sun is blowing and the windows are locked. The phoenix trees should hate the frost at night. The wine shop prefers the bitterness of Tuancha, and the fragrance of Rui Nao is preferred when dreams are over.
Autumn is over, the days are still long, and Zhongxuan Huaiyuan is even more desolate. It's better to get drunk in front of Fenzun, and don't bear the yellow chrysanthemum on the east fence.
Wujiang's works after crossing to the south He was a hero in life and a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong.
After crossing south, after Zhao Mingcheng was dismissed as the prefect of Jiangning Prefecture, the couple prepared to board a boat to Wuhu. When arriving in Chiyang, passing by the Xiang Yu Temple, Li Qingzhao was moved by the scene and wrote the poem "Wujiang" to pay tribute to the hero Xiang Yu: This poem is not only a tribute to Xiang Yu's heroic spirit, but also praises Xiang Yu, a failed hero, and also implicitly satirizes Zhao Gou's mediocrity. and the Southern Song Dynasty regime remained contented.
Yong Yu Le The setting sun melts gold, the dusk clouds merge together, where are the people? The willows are dyed with thick smoke, and the plum flute is played with resentment. How much do you know about the spring spirit? During the Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, and there will be no wind and rain? Come to greet him, bring him a car and a BMW, and thank him for his wine, friends, and poets. It's a prosperous day in Zhongzhou, and there is a lot of free time in the boudoir. Remember to focus on the three or five.
Spread green crowns, pick up gold and snow willows, and compete with Chu in bunches. Now I am haggard, my hair is covered with frost, and I am afraid of going out at night.
It's better to sit under the curtain and listen to people's laughter. Spreading through the sand of Huanxi, my temples are fluttering due to illness. I lie down and look at the waning moon on the window screen.
Fry the cardamom tips into water and do not use them as tea. It’s a good place to relax with poems and books on the pillow. The scenery in front of the door is beautiful when the rain comes. I borrow flowers and mignonette from many people all day long.
Qing Ping Le Every year in the snow, I often insert plum blossoms to get drunk. I remove all the plum blossoms without any good intentions, and I get tears all over my clothes! This year, everywhere in the world, Xiaoxiao’s temples are blooming. Depending on the wind coming in the evening, plum blossoms should be difficult to see.
The sound is slow and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold.
Three cups and two glasses of light wine are no match for him. The wind comes late and the wind blows. The saddest thing about the passing of wild geese is an old acquaintance.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is angry now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk.
This time, how come the word "sorrow" is so important. Chuncan Why is Chuncan so homesick? I hate combing my hair even more when I am sick.
Liang Yan’s words are always there, and the roses are fragrant in the wind.
9. Li Qingzhao’s early poetry
Li Qingzhao’s poetry is divided into two periods, the former and the later, with Nandu as the boundary. When people study his poetry, people mostly focus on the later creation and ignore the early period. In the early stage, her lyrics were bright and lively, good at describing natural scenery, reflecting love life, and singing about farewell.
After her journey to the south, she experienced the pain of the destruction of her country and family and the displacement of her family. Her vision of life expanded. The content of her poems were mostly about nostalgia for home or reflecting her personal life experience of the past and present, and her feelings about the country. Concerns about the future and the destiny of the nation are also revealed from time to time. Its overly sad and sad mood is an artistic reflection of the suffering of that era and family and country in the lyrics.
Based on this score, you can find it by yourself, and I also divided it myself - -#If you want to write homework, there are a few representative songs that will not go wrong. I will write to you Ru Meng Ling (always remember Sunset at the creek pavilion) "Resentment of the King and Grandson" (The wind and waves on the lake are vast) "Proud of the Fisherman" (It is known in the snow that the letter of spring is coming) "Dian Lips" (Stop playing on the swing).