Rong Yu (about 744-800), a native of Jingnan (now Jiangling, Hubei), was a famous realist poet in the mid-Tang Dynasty. When he was young, he failed the imperial examination, so he indulged himself in visiting famous cities all over the world. He drifted to Daoyu and missed his hometown very much. He once wrote the poem "Autumn Evening in Chang'an": "Yesterday I dreamed of the west window in the sky, and I dreamed of entering Jingnan Road. It's better to be poor at home when a distant visitor returns." There is also "Yunmeng Ancient City" "Autumn Look": "I dreamed of Zhugong sounding late, and the trees in Jingmen looked autumn. The clouds lingered, and I hung in the distance to feel homesick." To express my longing for my hometown.
In the first year of Guangde (763), Yan Zhenqing was going to visit Jingnan and invited Rong Yu to be his guest, but the trip failed to happen due to business reasons. In the third year of Dali (768), Du Fu went to Jingzhou, and Rong Yu met him in the palaces and became close friends.
Rong Yu’s poetry creation has a profound reflection on social contradictions. The 6 songs of "Songs under the Sea", 5 songs of "Kuzai Xing", "Enter the Sword Gate", etc. are all works with sincere emotions and full of realism. His poems reflect his thoughts and feelings of sympathy for the people and worries about national affairs, and have been passed down as famous poems throughout the ages. "Hard Work", "Ode to History", and "Song of the Fortress" criticized the aristocrats who played with power and the courtiers who lived in peace, which had a great impact. His artistic style is mainly melancholy, but also has the characteristics of majestic, sad and fresh. Volume 36 of "Tang Yinkui Zhuan" praised: "Rong Yu is more important to Du Fu than the author." Add a part of the poem: The Han general returned and captured the sky, and the banner was first lowered to the east of Yuguandong.
Three thousand high-hoofed war horses, setting sun in the autumn grass on the plain.
Send Li Er on the way
The willows are full of smoke in the spring of Ba'an, and they climb and break every year for pedestrians. If the good wind borrows from the low branches, don't send green silk threads to sweep the road dust
Moving to a farewell pavilion on the lake
It is better to have a spring breeze in the pavilion on the lake, with wicker vines and vines tied to separation.
The yellow orioles have been acquainted with each other for a long time, and they want to call four or five times. Dragons circle the banners, flags are full of beasts, and the camp seems to be moving in the snow.
The Chinese army has a team of three thousand cavalry, all of them Bingzhou rangers.
This trip is sent to Zhang Langzhong of Hunan Province
The cold river flows near the house, and the bamboo shadows near the window mess up the moonlight.
I didn’t know the lake was wide when I returned to my dream, so I returned to Luoyang City at night. The shadows of fireflies disappear and flow through the windows, and the light rain from the north wind makes the hall empty.
The sound of insects brings tears to the countryside at night. How can crickets know that people are sad?
There is no joy in one day at four o'clock, so this is the way to mourn the misfortune of tourists.
Nothing is heard in Jingjiang City, and the sycamore leaves are desolate. In the past, when I was with Lieutenant Li, my two falcons shone on the horses' hooves.
Capture the enemy in the north of Heishan and kill the enemy Huang Yunxi.
Taibai sinks to the ground, and the grass on the edge is luxuriant.
Back in Handan City, there are hundreds of feet of green stairs.
Grateful and committed, I will be courageous throughout my life.
The fragrant banquet is full of evening songs, and the pretty pink hair is light and the servant girl is low.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the cavalry hisses in front of the door.
The distant garrison reports the beacon fire, and the lonely city is strict with drums.
Looking away at the dust with a whip, the young woman should not cry. The scenery of Jihoujiang City is so cold that it is hard to climb up and look out.
In the distant sky, bugs collect the remaining rain, and in the water, cormorants reflect the setting sun.
I live my life without achieving anything, and I don’t return home after ten years of hardship.
I don’t know where to put away my hatred, and then I feel sad as the nights grow longer. The willows in the river are broken-hearted, and the yellow threads are not even.
How much hatred can be seen in people, and a bird is as low as a branch.
The tears of my hometown are about to fall, and I am reunited with you.
I miss you for thousands of miles, and the sun sets in the west after spring. The sun is far away in the desert, and the rain is deep in the poor autumn.
The Lord is so kind that he can shed blood, but the officials on the side are even more concerned about it.
The sea is full of red flags, and white hair invades during life.
Bamboo Hanning changes festivals, and Falcons are quiet early because of birds.
When you retreat, there are many doors behind you, but when you are worried, you have to pour the wine alone.
I worry about the country and shed tears every day. Recalling the past Qianqiu Festival, we will entertain all nations together.
Today, six relatives are far away, and this day is a sad wind.
When I was young, I was random, and it was like a dream at ordinary times.
The people in the Liyuan should be crying endlessly. Visitors from far away are surprised by the early morning of autumn, and the river sky is new at night.
There is only the moon in the full court, but there is no one in the empty hall.
The fortune teller knows that the body is humble, and the sword dance is frequent due to typhoid fever.
The ape cries and sheds tears, but it is because of poverty. The miserable cold sun sets and the north wind rolls over the roots.
The general led the exhausted troops, but entered the ancient gate.
Looking back and pointing at Yinshan Mountain, the murderous aura turned into yellow clouds.
Going up the mountain to see the Hu soldiers, the Hu horses galloped rapidly.
The ice of the Yellow River has closed, and the intention is to move south again.
The prostitute Yao went out to the army at night, and the frost and snow cut off human flesh.
There is no vegetation in the north of the Great Wall, and black kites nest zombies.
The Yangyue Desert is empty and the wind blows all day long.
Soldiers in battle have many hardships, and there are no four seasons of hardship.
Cross the West Sea to the west at night and look east to watch the sun set.
On the shore are piles of gravel, half with the bones of soldiers.
The chanyu is not destroyed, and the yin energy is always strong.
The mourning horns are painted on the city, which shows that the soldiers are suffering.
Ask the people around me, they are speechless and in tears.
Why do you want to be silent all year round when you are out of sight?
The north wind withers the white grass, and the wild horse shines brightly in the sun.
After the night, I guard the building under the moon, and when autumn comes, I will keep my heart in mind.
The iron clothes are heavy with frost and dew, and the war horses are old with age.
Since Lulongsai, the smoke and dust have been flying to this day.
Five poems about Ku Zai Xing (composed by Baoying Zhong with Wang Jiyou after he passed through Huazhou and Luoyang)
That rat invaded my kitchen and let the civet feed me the meat.
Although the rat is the king, the raccoon has enough to eat.
Jixue is a great national humiliation, but it is also a great national humiliation.
The smell of mutton is overwhelming, and the bricks and tiles are mixed with pearls and jade.
Climbing the stairs is not to look forward, but to smile is to cry.
He Yi Tianle still plays Hu music.
The officers and soldiers took over Luoyang and lived in Luoyang.
The husband and brother are currently dead from injuries.
You are not allowed to cry even if you swallow your voice, and you are even allowed to wear luxurious clothes.
Mount your horse and follow the Xiongnu, counting the days in the yellow dust of autumn.
She was born as a daughter of a famous family and died as a fortress ghost.
The country has no time to return, and Tianjin is crying.
When I climbed up the stairs and looked at the Tianchou, my eyes were full of tears.
Forcing a smile will lead to no smile, and you will have to put on old makeup.
In the past, I bought slaves, and the slaves came to crush the leaves.
Don’t you think that before you die, you will become the concubine of the Huns?
This life has suddenly come to this point, and everything is painful.
It can be concluded that flying over a wall is not as good as a bee or a butterfly.
By the Qing River in my house, there are seven leaves carrying Diao Chan.
As the youngest daughter, she is pitied by her husband.
I don’t know my relatives, and I have been in seclusion for fifteen years.
Sometimes the furthest exit is in front of the middle gate.
The year before last, he had gone crazy and was afraid of death and reincarnation.
When the officers and soldiers arrive this autumn, they don’t expect to be attacked.
The Huns are the vanguard, with long noses and yellow fists.
Hunting strangers with a bent bow, stalking cattle and sheep at a hundred paces.
It is better to escape and fall into the tiger's mouth than to return to the underworld.
It’s hard to repeat the bitterness, and I secretly cry to the sky.
The Khan returned to Yanshan this month by personal edict.
Suddenly, it was like a chaos of swords, disturbing my heart.
Going out and looking at the northern wilderness, Yumen Pass is far away.
We say goodbye to each other in life and death, and there is no time to return.
The Han moon cut off my heart, and the Hu wind withered my face.
Go and cut off the soul, so that you won’t hear it every day. Don't play short songs and listen to Yu Kuxin's lyrics.
Nowadays, the swordsman and penman are not as good as Tu Guer.
When a young man has nothing to do to study poetry, he doesn’t expect that his articles will be wrong again.
I have few close friends from the east, west, south, and north, and I travel sadly all year round.
If you look up and complain to the sky, you will not hear it; if you lower your head and complain to the earth, you will not speak.
Heaven and earth gave birth to me like this, so why should others in the world care about me?
Who said that the Xijiang River is deep, and there is no need to worry about crossing it;
Who said that the Nanshan Mountain is high, and you can climb it and swim.
The only dangerous path is the world, and it will take a while to turn your head.
The noble man’s intentions are unpredictable, and his peaches and plums can turn into thorns.
The people in the world are deeply amiable, and their hearts are like chickens and dogs, and they can rely on others.
When I come to grief, I remember the emperor of Han Dynasty.
I advise you to drink alcohol. Wine can dispel your worries.
Whoever has wine will be judged drunk, and everything will flow from his river.
Autumn Eve in Chang'an (a work of Mid-Autumn Festival)
August is even longer, and people who are worried often get up early.
It is quiet behind closed doors, and autumn grass grows all over the courtyard.
Last night I dreamed out of the west window and entered Jingnan Road.
It is good to be poor at home when a distant visitor returns. The autumn clouds in the mountain county are dark, and the thatched pavilion is rainy and cold at dusk.
Who asks the guest for his clothes list when he hurts himself under the leaves in the garden?
I drink wine when I am interested, but when I am bored, I am too lazy to dress up.
Recently, I have been dreaming of my hometown and my country, arriving in Chang'an every night. When I was not reading books in my childhood, I recited several of the doctor's poems.
The smoke and dust in the four seas are still vast, and the dreams of ten years follow each other.
Although I am covered with clouds and mist to meet the disaster, I already hate the wind and the lateness of virtue.
No one in the world appreciates poetry. If you don’t look for poets, who will you look for again? When night falls, my thoughts return, and the sound of the flute becomes clearer and sadder.
When someone is worried and doesn’t want to listen, he comes to his pillow.
The wind blows and the clouds break, and the moon closes and opens late at night.
In ordinary times, I am alone and melancholy, and all the plum blossoms in the garden fly away. Join Mao and Chu Ke and build a building by the Han River.
Birds return as the sun sets, and I hear them buckling on the side of the boat late at night.
The water marks invade the willows on the bank, and the green mountains borrow smoke from the kitchen.
You tease the woman carrying the basket, and the silkworms sleep for a while when spring comes. Listening to the palace officials, I know that your favor is still there.
If you can’t smile, you must first change your sad soul.
The treasure mirror reveals the makeup shadow, and the red shirt has tear stains.
If Zhaoyang enters again today, he would rather hate Nagato. He once served as a consultant to Liu and at the same time served in Daolin.
Hide your tears with you, how can your guests know your true feelings?
The snow on the steps is gathering in spring, and the smoke from the furnace is deep into the darkness.
Still the same boy, sending each other out of the flower forest. The lake enters the west side of the county, and the head of the lake is in the west.
The green stems are beginning to grow bamboo shoots, and the red lotuses are not yet blooming.
Tall trees block out the sun and welcome small boats.
The cool breeze grows when you sit down, and the summer moon looks like autumn. The grass is still grass, and it is early to leave the east side of the lake.
Where to worry about killing people, return to Anxue Middle Road.
Going out and getting lost, the clouds and water are white and vast.
Tomorrow in the west of Wuling, I will miss you so much. In the middle of the first year of the Yuan Dynasty, I saw you on a road in Chang'an and wanted to return home.
Thirty flying dragons ride on horseback, and jade-carved saddles shine in the early sun.
The fragrance of clothes for miles away hits people, and there is no dust in the rain on the long road.
The slaves held the imperial edict at one side to bestow the brocade, and both frowned to reveal the golden unicorn.
The emperor loves his son-in-law and the queen's younger brother, but he is in power when he is alone.
Wearing a pair of gaiters to bear the special glory, the first-class Zhumen stands tall with a halberd.
The phoenix plays the flute upstairs, and the parrot is drunk in the cup to entertain the guests.
It doesn’t matter whether Tai is gone or not. Yan Jia’s personnel in the palace are in ruins.
Once he was punished and resigned from Danque, he waited for five years to be punished at the source of the Xiangjiang River.
The crown of desolation changes several times, and the mulberry field turns into the sea.
Don’t give people the golden house in Huatang, where are the narrow eyes and yellow heads?
Seeing each other in the Zhu Palace, my heart was filled with sadness, and I was too lazy to ask about the past.
Seeing that your character is still strong, you don’t have to worry about crying. When the generals march to the west in the cold sun, thousands of horses are rustling.
Blowing the bamboo slipper to cover the snow on the building, wishing that the bamboo slipper is full of flags and wind.
The yellow clouds of Zhalu are gone, and the white grass of Qiang is empty.
The golden cymbals are shining in the sky, and the jade tent is still in the frost.
The Shuoye Great Wall is closed, but the old road at the source of the river is open.
Master Wei Qing has grown old, so why should Wei Jiang appreciate his merits?
The gun base is separated by the sand, and the gate is pressed against the gate.
Yan Ran is as good as Ke Le, and she is willing to obey the public for thousands of miles. The female companion came to court and knew that you wanted to give up the donation.
I am too lazy to comb my hair in front of the mirror, and I am ashamed to go to the painting hall.
There are tears stained with makeup, but there is no management of the orchestra.
I don’t know who to show mercy to with my clever smile. Who can play the green harp and the bamboo flute wonderfully? Du Ling, a mountain man, is named Tinglan.
Master Du Jun is friends with Shanren, but Shanren has not been here for a long time.
At that time, people all over the country were seeking for information and asked Hujia to be handed over to you.
Du Ling has been attacking the harp for forty years, but the sound of the harp is not about the strings.
Playing this music for me in the seat, the whole hall is as desolate as the edge of poverty.
In the first and second beats, all the tears were gone.
I even heard the sound of something being stuffed in, and I was embarrassed by the felt tent in the Qionglu.
It rains and snows all the time, and no grass grows in May.
In a moment, Zhen Zhen changed into a palace sign, with one sound of sadness and another of joy.
Nan looked at Han Yue with bright eyes, but looked at Hu Er with all his heart.
The Uighurs took over Luoyang in a few years, and all the Luoyang ladies and gentlemen drove the generals.
My parents and brothers are heartbroken when they hear this sorrow.
Mr. Du Ling proved this, and the Shen family and Zhu family all fell.
Nowadays, elegance is declining in the world, if you know this sound well.
If the world loves the zither but not the piano, then it is difficult to understand the tune.
Now I urge Zhen to serve you and do not spread this intention to the common people. In the history of the Han Dynasty, Ji Zhuo meant marriage.
The country depends on the Ming Lord, and its safety depends on the woman.
How can you imitate the beauty of jade and imitate the tranquility of Hu Chen?
Who is the assistant minister among the thousand-year-old bones underground? After sitting until the end of the third watch, I still have ten thousand miles of credit.
The sound of snow is close to the bamboo, and the cold dreams never leave home.
The dawn corner is broken and broken, and the solitary lamp is broken into pieces.
For two years, I followed Qiusi and worked hard towards the end of the world.
When I go to Guizhou again, I will send it to Dr. Li first
The jade is so sweet that it will be abandoned for a long time, and the Zhumen are happy to visit again.
Those who have gone too far will be punished by slander, and those who have fallen in love will be rewarded before death.
If you want to nourish your body, you must pity the thin; if you plant pine trees, you must not hate autumn.
There are two lines of tears today, half of which are blood. Zhaoti Jingshe is good, with stone walls opening towards the river.
The shadows of the mountains and the water are gone, and the sound of birds comes from the sky.
A lamp conveys the years, and the berry moss grows deep in the garden.
At dusk, there are two trees with chimes in the woods, and they see the guests off coolly. Last year when I was growing up in Chang'an, I had a hairpin, a Xiezhi crown on my hairpin.
At this year's solstice in Chang'an, I think of the snow, frost and cold when I go downstairs.
The dream followed Wu Chaotian, leaving him in poverty to avenge the national calamity.
Looking north to the southern suburbs, there is no news, and there is only a stream of tears at the head of the river. When the body wanted to escape, the name followed, and the phoenix held the title of Dan and issued an edict to descend to Mao Ci.
It is hard to disobey the emperor’s orders during difficult times, but only Lao Song knows the sincerity.
Looking back at the secret title of Yaozao, forcing it into Pulun leads to delay.
Today's nest is carried by the old crown, and the weather of the Holy Dynasty surpassed that of Yao.
Two poems sent to Jizhou Yanshijun to enter Taoism
When I heard that Taoism was going to Taoyuan, my dusty heart suddenly felt sad.
When Yu Dang became an official, you abandoned your official position.
Gold and mercury seal the immortal bones, and the spirit fluid swallows the jade pond.
Three jars were prepared to receive the message, and five clouds followed him when he stood up and sat down.
Flowers often bloom in the cave, but the temples in the world tend to fade.
Don’t make any mistakes when visiting him at the annual meeting.
The prefect of Luling was close to the official, Xiapei, who first came to the altar of the Five Emperors.
The wind blows, the ghosts and gods extend the basket, and the dragon and tiger guards burn the elixir late at night.
The icy face is still in the mirror, and the jade liquid is added to the bottle to rinse the cold teeth.
Don’t send peach blossoms to get lost in the road, for it is difficult to visit you across thousands of mountains and rivers. After the Jianmen Revolution, everything was miserable.
Birds and mice have no nests, and children say goodbye.
The mountains and rivers are the same as before, but the thorns are now.
When the battle is decided, every family has a painted flag.
"Zhi Jingzhao Yin Li Luan"
How can the dust on the green pines and paths on the mountain match the clouds and mud for a blind date.
No matter how good the horse is, you will never abandon Wolong.
Thousands of gold may not be able to change one's nature, but one's promise is always to commit suicide.
It is impossible for a scholar to be ungrateful, but to repay his benefactor.
When Rong Yu was young, he was charming, extraordinary in talent, and very talented. Li Luan, the emperor of Jingzhao, admired him very much and wanted him to be his staff and wanted to marry his daughter to him. However, Li Luan disliked him. His surname was the same as that of the Rong tribe in the north, and he didn't like it very much. He hoped that Rong Yu would change his surname so that the marriage could be settled. After knowing about it, Rong Yu wrote this poem. Even though it was to express his gratitude to Li Luan, he also wanted to express his gratitude to Li Luan. Express your unwillingness to change your surname due to marriage. Among them, "A thousand pieces of gold may not change one's nature, but one promise will always be to commit suicide" is a famous saying that has been circulated for a while.