Collection of Poems by Bai Juyi
Bai Juyi (772-846), courtesy name Letian and Xiangshan Jushi, was born in Xiagui (now Weinan, Shaanxi). He was a Jinshi in the 16th year of Zhenyuan and successively served as Zuo Shiyi , Donggong Zanshan doctor, Jiangzhou Sima, Hangzhou and Suzhou governor, Taifu and other positions. Bai Juyi is a great realist poet. His poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms, and simple and popular language. He wrote "Qin Zhongyin" , "New Yuefu", which dared to target the bad government of those in power, reflect the sufferings of the people, and profoundly expose social contradictions. He was also the main advocate of the New Yuefu movement in the mid-Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi's narrative poems such as "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" and "Pipa Play" describe Delicate, vivid and touching, it has a unique artistic style and has a wide influence. In the theory of poetry creation, he put forward the idea that "articles are written together to suit the time" and "poems are written together to suit the event". There are more than 3,000 existing poems, composed of " "Bai's Changqing Collection".
Qijue·Dalin Temple Peach Blossoms
The fragrance of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
Everlasting Regret returns without a trace in spring. I don’t know where to turn.
Qijue·Dusk River Song
A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor early September Three nights, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
Ci·Recalling Jiangnan
Jiangnan is good, the scenery is familiar to me in the past. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as orchid. Can Not remembering the south of the Yangtze River.
Wulu·Fude ancient grass farewell
The grass grows in the original grassland, withering and blooming every year.
The wild fire will not burn it all, the spring breeze blows Born again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
Send off the king and grandson again, full of farewell love.