Yingwen Qiuyun studied leisurely, as if he was not in the world. There are many strange poems in the green tent, and the medicine on the edge of the purple chestnut branches is scarred. Jiang Ke once bet cranes on chess, and wild monks borrowed clogs to climb mountains. I still heard that I came to the city yesterday and returned with my lonely harp under the moonlight. ——Zhao Xiang, Song Dynasty, "Gift to Zhang Chushi" "Gift to Zhang Chushi" I should ask Qiu Yun to study leisurely, as if he is not in the world.
There are many strange poems in the green teng, and the medicine on the edge of the purple chestnut branches is even more scarred.
Jiang Ke once bet cranes on chess, and wild monks borrowed clogs to climb mountains.
I still heard that I came to the city yesterday and returned with my lonely harp under the moon. Zhao Xiang (959-993), whose courtesy name was Shuling, was originally from Nanyang ("Nanyang Collection", Volume 1, "Preface to Hou Sensen Fu"), and lived in Xi'an, Quzhou (today's Quzhou, Zhejiang. According to "Song Poetry Chronicles", Volume 5). In the third year of Chunhua reign of Emperor Taizong (992), he was awarded the Jinshi title and was awarded the title of Lujiang Wei. He died in the fourth year of his life at the age of thirty-three (Volume 45 of "Jing Wen Ji" "Nanyang Collection Preface"). Later, his grandson Zhao Penggui gave it to Situ posthumously. Xiang's writings swept away customs and had the legacy of Sun and Li. Zhao Xiang's poetry has a graceful and graceful character.
Zhao Xiang Liang Jiyi’s surname is named after the Meixi River and the Tiaoxi River. Those who are ashamed to guard what they should do should force the slaves to succeed the soldiers. ——Song Dynasty·Zhen Dexiu's "Eight Odes for Liang Liang in Quanzhou Gongyuan"
Eight Odes for Liang Liang in Quanzhou Gongyuan Liang Jiyi's surname is named after the Meixi River.
Those who are ashamed of themselves and guard what they should do, force the slaves to succeed the soldiers. Hahaha, thin pine and cold bamboo lock clear waves. Sometimes I sit alone on Pantuo, and no one sings peace songs. Look at the white clouds growing at the entrance of the cave in the morning, and look at the bright moon shining on Saha at dusk. Someone asked me about living in the mountains, and my three-foot stick disturbed the Yellow River. ——Song Dynasty Zen Master Zhen's "Ode to Living in the Mountains"
Ode to Living in the Mountains Hehehe, thin pines and cold bamboos lock the clear waves.
Sometimes I sit alone on Pantuo and no one sings peace songs.
Look at the white clouds at the entrance of the cave in the morning, and look at the bright moon shining on the Saha at dusk.
Someone asked me about living in the mountains. A three-foot stick disturbs the Yellow River. A big river boat last night, a small post house tonight. A traveler thousands of miles away, sleeping alone with a single autumn light. It's hard to become drunk with wine in the city, so don't write about your sorrows in the countryside. There is no historical record in my mind, so I wander around Kuaiji. ——Zhen Shanmin of the Song Dynasty "Crossing the river and staying in Xiaoshan County"
Crossing the river and staying in Xiaoshan County Last night there was a big river boat, and tonight we are in a small post house.
A traveler thousands of miles away, sleeping alone with a single autumn lamp.
It’s hard to become drunk with wine in the city, so don’t write about your sorrows in the countryside.
With no historical records in mind, I wander around in Kuaiji.