Is it difficult to match the exquisite poetry of Li Yu, the eternal ci emperor?

Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, is really a legendary figure!

He was proficient in poetry, songs, music, chess, calligraphy and painting. He was talented, elegant and elegant, but unfortunately he was in the imperial family and shouldered responsibilities and missions that he could not bear, and eventually became a tragic emperor.

Li Yu was born on Chinese Valentine's Day and died on Chinese Valentine's Day. His legendary and tragic life ended after his forty-second birthday. From then on, there was one less incompetent king and one more great poet in the world.

He was a failed emperor, but he left an immortal chapter in the world of Ci and was known as the "Eternal Ci Emperor".

Li Yu turned the deepest pain in life into the most gorgeous poem.

Let’s appreciate Li Yu’s eight most classic poems, which are extremely beautiful and extremely sad. Let’s experience them together!

Li Yu's most lonely and sad poem

"Happy Meeting·Wu Yan went up to the West Tower Alone"

Wu Yan went up to the West Tower alone, the moon was like hook.

The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.

Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce.

Don’t have the ordinary feeling in your heart.

This is Li Yu’s famous work about sorrow, and it is also a famous work about sorrow in the history of literature.

I am so sad that I am speechless.

Looking down at the courtyard from upstairs, the dense sycamore leaves have been swept away by the ruthless autumn wind, leaving only the bare trunks and a few remaining leaves shivering in the autumn wind. The poet can't help feeling "lonely". .

However, it is not just the phoenix trees that are "lonely", even the miserable autumn scenery is "locked" in this high wall and deep courtyard.

And what is "locked" is not just the autumn scenery in the courtyard. The down-and-out people, lonely hearts, homesickness, and hatred of the country's subjugation are all imprisoned by this high wall and deep courtyard. This scene. Love cannot be fully described with just one word: "sorrow".

Li Yu's most beautiful and poignant poem

"Poppy When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come"

When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?

The east wind blew again in the small building last night, and the motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed.

How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The French writer Musset said: The most beautiful poetry is the most desperate poetry, and some immortal chapters are pure tears.

Li Yu’s song "Poppy Poppy" is such a work.

What is the past? The past is like spring flowers and autumn moon, flowing between emergence and disappearance year by year. As long as people are still there, the reincarnation of the past will continue as always, just like spring flowers and autumn moon appearing alternately year by year.

In this way, the heartbreaking pain of losing a country and a family also changes year by year in the years, and Li Yu is punished with heartbreaking punishment, and he does not know when the end will be.

Whether it is the hatred of the subjugation of the country or regrets that are too late, it keeps flowing like spring water, endless, and endless. The sorrow is so deep that it is heart-piercing.

Li Yu's most helpless and sad poem

"Happy Meeting·The Forest Flowers Withered the Spring Red Flowers"

The forest flowers withered the spring red flowers, too hastily .

Reluctantly, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.

The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last?

It is true that life grows and hates water.

Spring is beautiful, but spring is the shortest. For Li Yu, the king of the subjugated country, he despises the passing of beauty the most, because he has lost the best things in his life.

The red flowers in the woods have withered, and the flowers have only bloomed and fallen. It has only been a few hours, but it was really too hasty. There is nothing we can do. How can the flowers withstand the desolation of the cold wind and rain day and night?

There is so much hate in life. But life is destined to be filled with eternal regrets, just like a river that will eventually flow eastward. Perhaps this is the most regrettable thing.

? Li Yu's most heartbreaking poem

"Lang Tao Sha Ling·The gurgling rain outside the curtain"

The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the feeling of spring is fading.

Luo quilt cannot bear the cold at dawn.

In the dream, I didn’t know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for pleasure for a while.

Don’t lean on the fence alone, the world is unlimited.

It is easy to say goodbye but hard to see.

Flowing water and falling flowers, spring is gone, heaven and earth are gone.

After the fall of the country, Li Yu was imprisoned in Bianjing. The old Southern Tang Dynasty can only be found in dreams.

The hand that once wrote about romantic and snowy nights began to write about the hatred of country subjugation, and during this time, "Lang Tao Sha" was written.

The sound of rain outside the window does not stop. In the middle of the night, the quilt is thin and the cold air invades my body, making me sleepy. I have forgotten that I am not in my hometown, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away. I wonder when we will meet again?

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, and I am alone. Things have changed and people have changed. I can only relive old dreams in my dreams.

For Li Yu, the joy of the past is the source of today's pain.

Li Yu's most carefree poem

"The Fisherman: The waves are filled with thousands of miles of snow"

The waves are filled with thousands of miles of snow, and the peach blossoms are silent in spring.

With a pot of wine and a pole, there are a few people who are as happy as a farmer.

No one does not envy the life of the fisherman, Zhang Zhihe does so, Su Shi does so, and so does Li Yu.

The waves on the river pile up one after another, as if they are deliberately rolling up thousands of miles of snow; the peach and plum blossoms on the riverside are blooming red and white, creating a spring scenery.

With a pot of wine by my side and a fishing rod in my hand, how many free and happy people are there in the world like me?

In Li Yu's view, the fisherman got rid of the fetters of the world, avoided the shackles of fame and fortune, and was free and easy, which was enviable.

A bottle of wine and a fishing rod is an ideal life.

? The poem that Li Yu misses the most

"Qingpingle·Farewell to the Spring Festival"

Farewell to the Spring Festival, it touches the eyes and breaks the heart.

The fallen plum blossoms are as chaotic as snow, and they are still full even after being brushed.

There is no proof of the arrival of wild geese, and it is difficult to realize the dream of returning home after a long journey.

Leaving hatred is like grass in spring, and you can walk farther and still be alive.

In Li Yu's poems, there is the pain of the country's subjugation and the longing for his relatives.

In the autumn of 971 AD, Li Yu sent his younger brother Li Congshan to pay tribute to the Song Dynasty, but was detained in Bianjing. Li Yu missed him very much and wrote this poem.

Since we parted, half of the spring has passed, and the scenery that comes into view makes me feel heartbroken. The swan geese have already flown back but there is no news to rely on. The journey is far away and it is difficult to dream of going back. The sorrow of parting is like the weeds in spring. The further we travel, the more they multiply.

Time sometimes does not dissipate sadness, but breaks it into pieces and sticks them to the body again.

What is heartbreaking is not only love, but also family affection.

Li Yu's saddest and most despairing poem

"Crying while crossing the Zhongjiang River looking at Shicheng"

My old hometown in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River has been a dream for thirty years.

Wuyuan Palace is now in neglect, and Guangling Terrace Hall is desolate.

The cloud cage is far away and there are thousands of sorrows, and the rain hits the boat with thousands of tears.

The four brothers and their three hundred people cannot afford to sit around and think about it.

In the eighth year of Song Taizu's Kaibao reign (975), Jinling City was captured by the Song army, and the Southern Tang Dynasty was destroyed. At the age of thirty-nine, Li Yu became a captive and surrendered king of the Song Dynasty.

When Li Yu boarded a boat in the rain and left the bank to the middle of the river, he looked back and stared at the ancient city of Jinling where he had lived for nearly forty years. He couldn't help but shed tears and wrote this poem.

Fate is cruel to Li Yu. He stares at the country that once gave him laughter. Now, it no longer belongs to him. Along with humiliation and regret, he is powerless.

The clouds and smoke cover the peaks, like thousands of pieces of sadness; the fine raindrops hitting the long-distance boat are like thousands of tears.

The most despairing thing in life is to see the beauty of the past and be disillusioned with your own eyes.

One of Li Yu's most handsome poems

"Jade House Spring·Evening makeup has begun to brighten the skin"

Evening makeup has begun to brighten the skin. , the concubines and concubines in the Spring Palace are lined up.

The sound of the shengxiao cuts through the water and clouds, and the sound of neon clothes sings loudly.

Who is more fragrant in spring? Drunk shots of Langan are very interesting.

When I return home, I will put on the red candlelight and wait for the horse's hooves to clear the night moon.

This poem was written by the poet during the heyday of the Southern Tang Dynasty. It mainly describes the grand scenes of court singing, dancing and feasting at night in Li Yu's early imperial life.

Once upon a time, Li Yu, as an emperor, also had a happy and hedonistic life.

On the night of the full moon, a large banquet was held in the palace. The moment the maids had just finished applying their makeup, how radiant they looked! After finishing their makeup, there were a cloud of beauties in the Spring Palace. They lined up neatly and filed in. Even though they were a procession of beauties, one could feel the majesty of a military force when looking at them.

Someone commented: This is an extremely handsome and graceful short poem written by Li Yu.

Many years later, when Li Yu recalls the prosperity of the past, he wonders whether he feels more melancholy or has more nostalgia?

Qing Dynasty poet Zhao Yi said: When the country is unlucky, poets are lucky, and they can write poems about the vicissitudes of life.

The life of the eternal Ci Emperor has come to an end, leaving behind too many regrets. However, there are always waves in the sea, and there are always regrets in life.

No one’s life is perfect. There are always some regrets, so let it be. Stop thinking about who you were sorry for yesterday, only think about whether you can be sorry for yourself today.

It is exciting enough to grasp every detail of life, live happiness every day, and live a life that truly belongs to you.