A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old is not as good as the new.
Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Do you know red beans in linglong dice?
Wen's talent is unique. He is proficient in melody, especially good at playing the piano and playing the flute. This is a beautiful word.
His official name is not obvious all his life, but he travels widely, so his works have rich life content. Among them, there are not only gorgeous little words sung by singers and dancers, but also magnificent poems that pay attention to the bonfire in the border court and want to serve the country. There are historical masterpieces that satirize the present and expose the debauchery of imperial bureaucrats, as well as voices of grief and indignation that accuse feudal exploitation and sympathize with farmers' sufferings.
Wen's Weiqi poem is a unique scenery among many star-studded works. Please look at two poems by Nan Gezi (one is to add a sound to Yang Liuzhi):
A foot of crimson is better than dust, and the old is not as good as the new.
Acacia peach pit is hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.
A candle at the bottom of a well keeps Lang Changxing from going.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia?
This paper uses the traditional homophonic and folk song metaphor. "Deep candle" and "deep entrustment" are homophonic, and "going" and "overdue" are homophonic, showing leisure. Use the phrase "linglong dice Anhoudou" to describe the depth of lovesickness. As we all know, red beans have been a fascinating thing since ancient times.
Wen takes chess as his friend, travels all over the country, often stays in mountain temples, plays games with mountain monks, and writes poems in Liuxiang to play games with geisha. Here, I try to record a few poems about Go, so as to get a glimpse of the leopard and appreciate the amorous feelings of this wizard.
The slate road is clean and the bamboo path is wide. Dai Qing has followed him all year. After half a bell rang out of the window, Panasonic Canqi sent the guests back. The curtain hides the jade peak and the night snow, because the clear water grows autumn moss. If you ask in Bailian, it is said that the tourist's surname is Lei. ("Sending Monks to Qingyuan Temple")
After several years, I left the stone altar. Lin, a monk, is a chess player Open the book before enlightenment, wash the bottle to know the first cold. The goose in front of Hengyang Temple arrived in Chang 'an today. ("To the Monk Yun Qi")
The low pine flaky faces forward. I have been to the hospital to find famous paintings and watch chess, because I am visiting idle people. When the new geese are jagged and the sea of clouds is blue, the leaves of Liao in western Western jackdaw are red. Knowing that there will be Zhang Hua's knowledge in the end, I don't care about Cangzhou fishing line. (Wen once knew Master Kuang Shanyuan of Tisiming Temple)