Liu Changqing of Five Words Great Wall

Liu Changqing (709 ~ 786) was born in Hejian (now Hejian, Hebei) and Xuancheng (now Anhui). Poets in Tang Dynasty. At the beginning of Kaiyuan, he was a scholar, and at the end of the century, he was a censor. After Dali was transferred to Hubei and Vietnam, Wu Zhongru was demoted to Zhou Mu Sima and promoted to Suizhou Secretariat in Zhenyuan. Liu Changqing was famous for his poems at that time, especially for his five laws. He once called his poem "Five Words Great Wall". His landscape poems are light in style, which is quite close to Wang Wei and Meng Haoran. Liu Changqing's "Poem Name of Shangyuan and Baoying" (Chronicle of Tang Poetry). Most of his poems are relegated to wandering feelings and leisurely landscapes. He is good at body-approaching, especially the five laws, and once called himself "the Great Wall of Five Words". The style is subtle and gentle, elegant and refined, close to Wang Meng.

He has several poems that reflect reality, such as "Everyone in Muling Guanbei belongs to Yuyang". With a very concise poem, he wrote a desolate and carved scene after the An Shi Rebellion: every time he met Muling Road, he rode to Sanggan Mountain. The green hills of Chu are still old, and the rest of the sun gives off a chill. After hundreds of urban wars, several old people are still on the earth. There are ruins everywhere, and you will cry while walking.

In addition, poems such as "Tired Soldiers" and "Send Li Zhongcheng to Xiangzhou", or write about soldiers who have been trapped in the frontier for a long time and cannot go home, or write about veterans who have been stopped from returning home, also feel the same way.

He wrote poems about seclusion in mountains and rivers and achieved great success. Writing landscapes and expressing feelings with poems with strict rhythm can make nature concise and fresh. His representative works, such as Looking for Shan Jutu, a Mountain Man in Nanxi, walk along a path with traces of raspberry moss. After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass closed the lazy door. A pine tree that has become greener because of rain, a stream that originated from the mountain source. Mixed with truth, I have forgotten what to say. He wrote in his poem that the quiet scenery he saw all the way to Nanxi Mountain was refreshing and quite tolerant. At the end, I wrote empty Zen, but my thoughts and feelings were negative.

Another example is "Interview with Yuxiang in Xi Huangfu, Bijian Mountain Villa": decadence is in full bloom and leaves are falling. There are no travelers in the ancient road, and Hanshan sees you alone. The wild bridge is broken by rain and the stream is divided into fields. Who will go to Baiyun without the same disease? No one wants to come to this secluded villa. Huangfu waited on him, but he was satisfied without saying anything.

His quatrain "Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow" is also a famous work that has been passed down all the time: the sunset is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. The scene seen by poor families staying in the mountains on a snowy night is portrayed in just a few words, which makes people feel subtle and cordial.

He also wrote some works that recalled the past and hurt the present. These poems are often combined with his own frustration of being relegated. Such as Jia Yizhai in Changsha, where he lived in exile for three years and Chu Liuxiang for ten thousand years. I look for traces of human existence in autumn grass and watch the sunset slowly tilt in the cold forest. Han Wendi is weak and weak, and Xiangjiang River water doesn't want to pay tribute, okay? Leaves fall in the lonely and lonely mountains. Poor you don't know why you are wandering in the world. This is a metaphor for the past and a feeling for the present, which is very profound. In three or four sentences, the words and artistic conception of Jia Yi's Pengniao Fu are integrated into the scenery, especially the artistic skill. However, his ideological life is relatively narrow, so his poetic realm lacks more changes. Gao Zhongwu's "Miracle between ZTE" said that his poems were "generally more than ten, with a little agreement", which hit home the artistic weakness of his poems.

Liu Changqing's five laws are concise and vague, and the seven laws are full of beautiful sentences, such as "You can't see the drizzle and wet clothes, but you can't hear the idle flowers" ("Don't talk about poetry garden"), "Can I follow your footsteps in the autumn grass and or only the setting sun through the bleak Woods?" ("Passing Jia Yi's Home in Changsha") These have always been told to the population. The quatrains such as "Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow", "Jiang Yue" and "Farewell to the Master of the Car Spirit" are all won by sketching and full of charm.

Zhang Jie-fang said, "Poetry in Suizhou cannot be as simple as Wei Suzhou, that is, it cannot be as successful as Wang Mo and Meng Haoran.". However, its brushwork is vigorous and its style is mature ... The purpose of the' Great Wall' has not been in vain. " However, most of his poems are thin in content, narrow in realm and lack of change, which easily makes people feel the same. Gao Zhongwu's "Miracle between Zhongxing" comments on his poems "about ten poems have been published, but their meanings are slightly the same, especially when they are punctuated, their thinking is sharp and narrow", which is roughly similar. Play stringed instruments

The lyre plays a cool tune and listens carefully, like a tumbling pine tree.

Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.

Say goodbye to a monk

Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? !

Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place.

Farewell to Buddhist pilgrim Che Ling.

Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.

The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.

Look at Wang Nanxia

Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried.

Because the flying birds disappeared in space. Over a desolate green hill.

But now, the long river, the lonely sail and the five lakes are shining with the light of spring in the sunset.

Along an island full of duckweeds, there will be peace of communication.