Poetry Couplets in The Complete Biography of Zeng Guofan

In the long-term campaign, I once married a poor woman as a concubine to serve the left and right. This concubine, who was deeply loved by him, unfortunately died in the military camp. Zeng Guofan once wrote a couplet to hang on it.

I have no feelings and was stunned by the cold light. I didn't mean to hurt my spring.

Deja vu. When can I see Yan again?

Seven laws and one song

The city is full of sorrow, and Qu Zi is a lonely soul for thousands of times.

Fantasy is more lawless to ask, but fortunately there is a ground to bury.

Some people cry at the sunset pavilion, and the martyrs have to give up if they are brave.

Dazhi hates Jin Yongyue the most, so there are no wizards in the world.

The writing background of this poem is unknown. His tone reflects his dissatisfaction with the corruption in officialdom and his lack of talent. This poem may be his early work.

Five laws and one song

The big leaves are late, and the cold wind is blowing my clothes.

Heaven and earth are in harmony, and everything is wrong when you look back.

An empty boat is empty, and a grudge is fierce.

Every year, I trip over the scenery and leave my neighbors behind.

Finally, I will learn from Huang Hu and fly in the sky.

The mood in the poem is low, lamenting the impermanence of life, often fearing the disaster of death, and wanting to learn from the oriole and fly to the sky to die.

There are also works that participate in accidental entertainment. The following couplet reflects this situation.

Generally speaking, life is like a dream.

Gu is fascinating from here.

This couplet may have been written when Nanjing Qinhuai was eating Hua San.

Zeng Guofan wrote a song to his younger brother Quanguo in his later years, which was also his last generation:

As long as the tea is changed into a cloud, the bamboo horse is as clean as a threshold.

Jin Zi is a foreign object, and the article has a hollow reputation through the ages.

Because whenever a family dinner is held in Shu Jing, I take advantage of the New Year to congratulate Taiping.

Throwing the railing and thinking about the past, a spring dream is unknown.