Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
When the world writes a beautiful poem, it is vulgar. If you try to write an article, you'll know that the preface doesn't match the latter.
The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, so I can't say it without thinking. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, which brings my feelings like water. The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
The small wind scattered the rain and whispered, urging thousands of tears. Bagpipers go to Yulou, heartbroken people lean on it. A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
A plum, lotus root fragrance, autumn jade
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Slow voice, search and search.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
I'm covered with Huanxi sand, I'm sick, and there's a noise in my temples.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The sideburns have gradually become sparse, with white hair, lying in bed, looking at the waning moon on the window screen. Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea.
How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain. Accompany me all day, only the deep and reserved osmanthus.
Wulingchun
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.
Drunk shadows, fog, clouds and eternal sadness
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Peace and happiness in the snow year after year.
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes.
I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.
Author:
Li Qingzhao, a native of Zhangqiu, Jinan, was named Yi 'an Jushi. Song, the representative of graceful and restrained school. Born in a scholarly family, he was gifted at an early age under the influence of his family. He is familiar with poetry, prose, calligraphy, painting music, and his achievements are the highest. Words are fresh and euphemistic, with sincere feelings. With the changes of life in the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, they show different characteristics. In the early stage, the natural scenery in the boudoir reflecting the feelings of life was beautiful and lively. Later, due to the death of her husband and the pain of national subjugation, her poems turned into desolation and sadness, expressing her homesickness and grief, and also placing strong thoughts on national subjugation. There is a collection of works handed down by Yi 'an laymen. Representative works include Slow Voice, Pruning Plums, Dreaming, etc. His literary creation has a distinctive and unique artistic style, ranking first among graceful and restrained schools, which has a great influence on later generations and is called "Yi 'an Style".
Li Qingzhao was born in Licheng (now Jinan City, Shandong Province) in the Song Dynasty. She was born in the seventh year of Yuanfeng (AD 1084) and died in the twenty-first year of Shaoxing (AD 1 15 1). Experienced the prosperity and danger in the late Northern Song Dynasty and the turmoil in the early Southern Song Dynasty.
Li Qingzhao was a rare talented woman in ancient China. She is good at books, paintings and epigraphy, especially poetry. Her ci works are unique and spread through the ages, and are known as "a great poet". Her personality is as awe-inspiring as her works. She has both women's Shu Xian and men's fortitude; There are both the cynicism of ordinary people and lofty patriotic feelings. She is not only talented and knowledgeable, but also has lofty ideals and heroic ambitions. She has made many achievements in the field of literature. Among her contemporaries, her poetry, prose and ci theory are outstanding.