-Saibei style
Cai Yan, a poetess in Wei and Jin Dynasties, was well-read and versatile.
Xiao Tong's temperament, poetry is good at narrative.
Sorrow and indignation poem
Excellent people come from the east and shine in the sun. Ordinary people are vulnerable, and all soldiers are Hu Qiang. Hunting wilderness and besieged cities,
Know what you want and die. There is nothing left, and the remains support each other. A horse hangs a man's head, and a horse carries a woman behind it.
Driving west to enter the customs, the road is dangerous and blocked. I still care. My liver and spleen are rotten. There are tens of thousands,
Don't let the chariots gather Or fear of flesh and blood, afraid to speak. Depressed for a few minutes, I said, "Kill and surrender."
If you want to be a pavilion blade, I can't live with you. "To cherish life, can't help but scold. Or add a wooden stick,
Poison goes hand in hand with pain. The study is sad and the night is sad. You can't have it if you want to die, and you can't have it if you want to live.
When I met Yuan Mao, my flesh and blood came to meet me. If you have to forgive yourself, you should abandon your son. People have no attachments,
Farewell has no time. Life and death are always good, and we can't bear to say goodbye to them. Pinch my neck in front of my son and ask me, "What do you want?
When people say that their mothers should leave, will they ever come back? Mother is always kind, why is it more unkind today? I'm not an adult,
Why not think about it! "See this five internal collapse, trance crazy delusion. Cry and be moved when you reply to doubt.
Two contemporaries bid farewell to each other. I long for my return, and sad tears have destroyed the cracks. Ma Weili lingered,
The car doesn't run. The audience booed and whimpered as they walked.
Comment: The poem first describes the tragic experience brought by the war and the tragic situation of the poet after his fall: the pain of parting and the pain of missing. Then through the crying of children, the hiss of onlookers and the whimper of passers-by, the poet's pain of parting is described. The whole poem is full of scenes, delicate and complicated emotional expressions, and depicts the truth.
Liu Kun, a famous poet in the Western Jin Dynasty, has a strong poetic style.
Fufengge
The sun shines on the door, and the setting sun shines on the Sudan. The left hand bends weakly, and the right hand swings the dragon garden. Looking at the palace,
Promote the Royal Flying Pavilion. Sighing on the saddle, tears poured down my face. Ma Tie Chang came down and saddled Gao Yue's head.
The old man is fierce and the water is running. Wave your thanks, but you can't speak.
Comment: During the war years, people's livelihood was depressed and it was difficult to make a living. In this case, parting is even more sad. No matter sigh or tears, they can't dissolve the parting mood saturated with infinite sadness. And the war inspired the poet's strong will. The thought of sacrificing one's life to serve the country and the feeling of parting are intertwined, which makes this poem bring a strong and vigorous passion.
Selected Works: edited by Xiao Tong in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Select and include
Various articles from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Li and Su Wushi (3)
Jiahui will never meet again. Three years is a thousand years. There is a long tassel on the river, missing my son. Looking at Hengtai from a distance,
No money to buy wine. How can pedestrians comfort me when they walk to the road? Unique leftover wine, and my son married for a rainy day.
Comment: I was disappointed to see my friends off at the riverside. Three years of happiness passed in such a hurry. Today, I don't know when I can meet again. Can the wine in the breeze really soothe my heart full of special feelings? In fact, this full glass of wine can only represent my deep affection for you. The older you get, the more fragrant you will miss. Poetry is gloomy, expressing helplessness with the lingering of wine glasses and expressing concern with long tassels. The scenery narrative is simple and natural. Wine is an image written in many ancient farewell poems. The wine in the poem turns into sincere feelings between friends, and they communicate with each other in the process of drinking and gradually deepen.
Wu Yun: A poet in the Southern Dynasties. Poetry is not only interesting,
The wind and bones are scattered, and the shape and spirit are good.
Say goodbye to Bao Chunling.
Thinking of fallen leaves, cicadas can still be heard. Thousands of miles in the water, thousands of clouds on the mountain.
The sea rainbow comes and goes, and the forest and flowers reunite. I am sad to leave, and I am stained with my skirt for thousands of years.
Comment: Falling leaves, cicadas, bright moon and heavy clouds suppress the feeling of farewell. Seagulls come and go, and trees bloom and fall, which is not like gathering and scattering of life. The return of friends eclipsed the poet's autumn, and the feeling of not giving up was like dew full of affection, which was covered with the poet's skirt. The whole poem is full of scenes and beautiful language.
Jiang Yan: a writer of Ci and Fu in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Poetry is always mixed,
Good at horizontal imitation.
Biefu
Just saying goodbye to those who are ecstatic. Besides, Wu Qin Xi has never been abroad, and thousands of miles belong to Yan Song Xi. Or the spring moss begins to grow, and the autumn wind rises temporarily. Therefore, my son is heartbroken and I am very sad. The wind is rustling. The clouds are long and strange, and the ship is stuck on the shore, later than the mountain side. Before the tolerance, Ma Hanming kept ringing. If you hide gold, who will rule, touch poetry across the jade column, and live in sorrow, if there is. The sun set on the wall, the color sank, and the moon flew away on the porch. Look at the dew of red and blue and the cream of green catalpa. The patrol building is empty, and the brocade curtain is empty and cool. Away from dreams, the soul of another race flies.
Therefore, although we are in the same mood, we care about the nine ones. Go to Longma Silver Saddle, Zhu Xuan Embroiders Axes, Drink Dongdu, and see Fujian in Jingu. Qin Xiao Zhao Yan Ge hurt the beauty. Pearl jade is gorgeous in late autumn, and Luo and Qi are charming. Frighten the horse's back and shrug the fish's red scales. Breaking up in tears makes me feel lonely and sad.
There are swordsmen who are ashamed to think, and teenagers repay the soil. South Korea's Zhao toilet, Wucheng, cut people's feelings, left the state, crying, wiping blood on each other, driving horses regardless. From the moment you see the dust, you feel like a sword, not a price in spring. The stone changed color, and the flesh and blood died.
Or the border county is not harmonious, and the negative feathers join the army; The Liaohe River is boundless, and the Wild Goose Mountains are connected with clouds. The boudoir is warm and the grass is drunk; The sunrise is very bright. Exposed to the ground and Tengwen. Zhu Chen's photo in the mirror is rotten, and the green smoke is smoldering. I can't bear to say goodbye. Give my beloved son a slim skirt.
Go abroad again and meet each other? Relying on the hometown of Qiaomu Xi, I will definitely resign from Beiliang Xi forever. Walking around, kissing guests, crying. You can give your hatred to Jing, but you can only drink and mourn. It's time for autumn geese to fly to the sun. It's time for them to show themselves. Resentment and resentment are far away from the mountains of Song Dynasty and have returned to the long river of Mae.
And if you live in Ziyou, my home is in the river, and the morning photo of Joan Pei is the evening fragrance of the golden stove. You are thousands of miles away, and you cherish Yao Cao Xiang. Ashamed of the boudoir, the platform is yellow. Spring boudoir is this moss color, and autumn account contains the bright moon. Summer is clear, the day is not dusk, the winter is condensed, and the night is long! Tapestry full of tears, palindrome alone.
If there is a staff sergeant Huayin, feeding and returning to the mountains, the technique is both wonderful and still learning, and the Tao has been silent. Keep Dan Zao regardless, refine Jinding and be firm. Riding a crane to Han, flying to the sky, and visiting Wan Li temporarily will not happen in a thousand years. But the world is cold, and I thank my master.
There is a peony poem, a beauty song, a girl named Sang Zhongwei, and Chen E who went to the palace. Spring grass is blue and spring water is green. It hurts to send you to Nanpu! Autumn dew is like a pearl, autumn moon is like a knight, the moon is a white dew, and time passes. Don't be with your son, think about your own heart.
Therefore, if you don't agree with others, don't pay attention to thousands. If there are different grievances, it will be profitable. It makes people stunned and shocked. Although Mo Miao is as deep as a cloud, and the pen of strictness and happiness is exquisite, Zhu Yan, a scholar in the golden boudoir and a hero in Lantai, is endowed with the name of Lingyun and the voice of carving dragons. Who can imitate the gesture of parting for a while and write eternal feelings?
Comment: The article describes the differences between rich and poor, rangers, soldiers, couples, immortals and lovers. Finally, I lamented that other feelings are difficult to describe.
Gao Shi, a frontier poet in Tang Dynasty. The poetic style is vigorous and magnificent.
Zhong Song don't Zhou Liang Li Sanzi.
I was not satisfied before, but I came at the right time and left at the right time. How to turn a toast into a room full of sadness?
Comment: It's very sad that teenagers can't become great things, but they just catch up with the thrilling parting. This kind of natural sadness is mixed with infinite sadness, which makes people feel at a loss and can only drown their sorrows by drinking, but unexpectedly, "borrowing wine is more worrying."
Yang Jiong: A frontier poet in Tang Dynasty, whose frontier poems are magnificent.
It is bustling here, and it has not completely escaped from the glamorous atmosphere of the Southern Dynasties.
Send Zhou Sigong to Zizhou.
When the imperial ditch is raised, the horse repeatedly moves. Raise a glass, talk about persuasion,
Laugh through tears for a while. It's hard to think of you on a sunny night.
Comment: When seeing off a friend, the horse seems to know the feeling of parting and hesitate to move forward, feeling reluctant to part. I'm afraid of making people sad and pretending to laugh, but I can't hide my concern after I leave.
Li Bai: A romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty, with a magnificent poetic style.
Elegant, honest and natural.
Send a friend away
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. Here you must leave me, drift away, and be alone in Wan Li.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. We waved goodbye, a?vagho?a.· ... Little Ben.
Comment: Dongcheng has many wonderful times, with winding green mountains and green waters. But today you are leaving, and a lonely person goes to a distant place by boat, much like an erratic cloud. Our thoughts are like the sunset that we don't want to fall, and we are reluctant to go. When you turn around, my heart cries like a stray horse.
Lujun Shimen saw Du off.
Not drunk for a few days, boarded the pool platform. When will Shimen Road open again?
Eyes rested on Surabaya, and the sea was bright. Flying over the eaves and walking on the wall, looking at each other from afar, the cup is in hand.
Comment: They used to swim and rise, but now they are separated by Qian Shan, and it is of no help to talk to each other. It is better to get drunk and forget all your troubles. However, "but since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass to dispel our worries." How to resolve the strong parting? Friendship is ups and downs, and the feeling of parting is picturesque. "Falling" and "Ming" describe the scenery of life.
Chen Ziang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, has a profound poetic style.
Vigorous and powerful.
Farewell friends in spring night.
Smoke from a candle, and a golden cup is held high to welcome the feast. The farewell hall recalls the friendship of friends in the hall, bypasses the mountain behind the water, and has a long journey.
The feast lasted until the moon disappeared in the high trees and the Milky Way disappeared at dawn. Walking on this long Luoyang road, I don't know when I will meet you.
Comment: The poet constructed two scenes: indoors: at the farewell banquet, the host and guest were relatively silent, thinking that their friends would trudge and be disappointed after they left; Outdoor: The bright moon goes with friends, the host feels dejected under the cold star, and Luoyang is thousands of miles apart. I don't know when to see you again, and I have a deep affection. The language is sincere and simple, the feelings are sincere, and the verbs are used properly.
Li Qiao: A poet in Tang Dynasty, one of the "Four Friends of Articles".
How flashy and vulgar the creation is, lacking in interest.
Send Li Yong
Beyond the sunset, the scenery is bleak. Get up from the passenger seat and signal the roadside to pee.
Don't pour wine into the pot, run a script to cover up your tears. Diligent in ditch water, everything will be fine from now on.
Comment: Sunset, wild land, bleak wind, and other drinks. Friends who live together day and night go their separate ways for their livelihood, but they can't bear to part with other people with inner contradictions. How can they not be sad?
Qian Qi: A poet in Tang Dynasty, one of the "Ten Talented Scholars in Dali Period".
One. There are many beautiful sentences in poetry, and the artistic conception is ethereal.
Sending a clock to judge a matter should be the first time I went back to the east under Macro's words.
Things are melodious in the spring dream, and the years are lonely and sad.
I advise you to leave the banquet for a while, and it's hard to have a golden moment again.
Comment: Drink this farewell bar. Say goodbye today, I don't know when I will see you again. The beautiful past is only vaguely in the dream, and there is only loneliness and wind and rain in the journey. Why not make people feel sad?
Lu Lun: A poet in the Tang Dynasty, one of the "Ten Talents in Dali Period".
Poetry takes carving as its work.
Say goodbye to brother Jin after going through customs.
When you pass through customs, you will be touched by a petticoat, and the ancient battlefield was born in the wild.
The shadows of the trees in the lonely village faint in the rain, and the bells in the distant temple bring the sunset.
Comment: Sadness at dusk, lonely village, ancient battlefield, residual rain, bell ringing is as painful and sad as mood. Say goodbye at this time, the sunset will bleed.
Send it to Li Duan.
My hometown is full of hay, and my friends are really not sad. The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again.
When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships. Looking back at the direction you are going, hide your face and cry. See you in the war years, I don't know when.
Comment: Although I have the feeling of meeting and hating each other late, I can't get rid of each other's separation. When we parted, we were in decline, and the cold clouds and falling snow made people sad, let alone meet again.
Song Wenzhi: A poet in the Tang Dynasty, with beautiful and exquisite poetic style.
Pay attention to the melody
Du Dayuling
I left the capital as soon as I crossed the fishing ridge, then stopped my car and looked back at my hometown. Soul follows southern birds, tears follow northern flowers.
At the beginning, there is discipline, and the red clouds turn to Xia. But I don't want to hate Changsha.
Comment: I just bid farewell to the old country, went to the fallen land, crossed the ridge and looked forward to returning. Shan Yu Chuqing, mountains and flowers bring rain, rivers and clouds. Who knows when it will come back? Between the lines, there is a sadness of swallowing tears and sounds. The rhythm of poetry is harmonious and the antithesis is neat.
Li Yi: A poet in the Tang Dynasty. Frontier poems are sad in tone.
A brief but pleasant encounter with my brother-in-law "meets by chance, just for parting"
After nearly ten years of war and displacement, adults meet unexpectedly. I didn't know my name for the first time. I was surprised when I first saw my name. I called my name and remembered that old face.
Talking about the changes of the world after parting, I have been talking about the temple bells at dusk. Tomorrow you are going to climb the old Baling Road in Qiushan. I wonder how much weight there is?
Comment: After years of separation, wind, frost, rain and snow have changed people's appearance. It is not easy to know each other when we meet today. There are thousands of words to tell how deeply we love each other, but life has to separate us from Qianshan. I really don't know if we can meet again.
Shen Quanqi: A poet in the Tang Dynasty, his metrical poems are rigorous and precise, and he pays attention to temperament.
Far away, Mr. Du tried to cross the ridge.
The sky is wide and the mountains are divided. I will go to the countryside to say goodbye to the white clouds. What's the scenery like in Luopu?
The mountains are disgusting. You can cross the South China Sea, and there is a big battle in Hengyang.
The distance between the two places, when will Emperor Shengming become?
Comment: separated by a ridge, there are two completely different worlds. On the one hand, the scenery in Luopu makes people want to stay, on the other hand, the mountains and mountains make people miserable. Today, apart from Wan Li, only geese are flying and only white clouds are lingering. I don't know when I will come back. A helpless sadness occupied the whole state of mind on the way to exile. The melody of this poem is smooth and profound.
Wang Wei: a representative writer of the pastoral poetry school in the prosperous Tang Dynasty,