Xi Murong devoted himself to painting at the age of fourteen. He has been a professor in Hsinchu Teachers College of Taiwan Province Province for many years, and he still takes this as his main occupation. As a professional painter, Xi Murong has held many solo exhibitions at home and abroad, and won the Royal Belgian Gold Award, the Brussels Municipal Government Gold Award, the European Artists Association two bronze awards, the Jinding Award for Best Lyrics Award, and the Zhongxing New Poetry Literature Award. Writing poetry is just a rest after a hard day.
198 1 year, she published her first book of poetry, Qi Li Xiang, which caused a whirlwind in Taiwan Province Province and the sales performance was amazing. 1982, she published the first collection of essays, Traces of Growth, which showed her another creative form and continued the gentle and indifferent style of new poetry.
If love can be explained, the oath can be modified.
If you meet me, we can reschedule.
Then life will be easier.
If one day,
I can finally forget you.
However, this is not a random story.
Not tomorrow's play.
I couldn't find the manuscript and erased you.
Xu Murong's mistake
If you meet me,
In my most beautiful moment
For this, I have been begging in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Then the Buddha turned me into a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
Please listen carefully when you come in.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
Friend, that's not a petal.
It is my withered heart
Just because I think when I look back at you, I miss you both.
Xu Murong's Ancient Yuefu
When you are young, if you fall in love with someone.
Please be gentle with him.
No matter how long you have been in love.
If you can always be gentle with each other, then
All the moments will be flawless beauty.
If you have to part, say goodbye.
I also thank you in my heart for giving you a memory.
When you grow up, you will know when you look back.
Youth without resentment has no regrets.
A quiet full moon on the mountain
Xu Murong's youth has no complaints.
If I have an afterlife,
Just to get together with you once.
Just for the moment after billions of light years.
All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.
Then let it happen.
Everything appears in an instant.
Let me bow and thank all the planets for their help.
Let me meet you and leave you.
Completed a poem written by God.
And then grow old.
Xu Murong's Choice
You draw sadness in the corner of your eye.
I put wandering on my forehead.
You add a few strands of white hair to your mind.
I let the years carve my gaunt hands.
Then we pass by the corner.
No longer know each other coldly.
ah
Dear friend
Please don't blame that youthful appearance.
We are makeup artists ourselves.
What happened to Xu Murong
I have been looking forward to a beautiful love.
So I will abandon you without hesitation.
On the road of wandering, I have been looking for it.
But I didn't expect to turn back
You are so young that you have never traveled far.
You have never been a little separated in my heart.
When spring comes, they sing again and again.
Sandstorm Day in binjiang road
Moonlight in front of Lishui Street.
Who picked the jasmine flowers in the garden that morning?
A group of skirts fluttering in the wind at the ferry head
Surf in the wind and fall.
Years are buried deep in the soil, and amber will age.
Before the gray dawn, I looked back in dismay.
Dear friends.
Does a bird have to self-destruct to become a phoenix?
Is it necessary for youth to be stupid?
Love will be sad.
Xu Murong's Review
I know that no beautiful person will refuse or stay for anyone.
So, I hung my love and sadness on the wall for exhibition.
Then sell it.
Xu Murong Art Exhibition
Why should I love you?
The sea has overflowed.
Cross the beach of my life
Retreat in such a hurry
Take away youth.
Take away youth.
Scatter the stars all over the sky
The mountains are still the same, and the trees are still the same.
The water under my feet is no longer yesterday.
The wind is clear and the clouds are light.
Wild lilies scattered on the top of the mountain at dusk.
Who became the laurel in the moonlight?
You can escape missing every night.
Xu Murong's "The Wish of Laurel"
Actually, it's nothing.
I am very worried
I promise you, when the fog clears,
I will leave.
Through the plants full of new tea and acacia
After tracking, I know
The road ahead will cross the slope where Miscanthus grows.
As far as I know, straight to the top.
Life must go from abundance to decay.
So if I'm in this foggy corner,
Hesitate a little or write occasionally.
Love Poem
Actually, there is nothing to worry about.
Some invitations in life should not be forgotten.
I promised you.
Wait
Just wait until the fog clears.
Famous works of Guan Daosheng, a famous poet in Yuan Dynasty
Guan Daosheng (1262- 13 19) was born in Maoshan, Deqing, Zhejiang, and his ancestral home was Qingpu, Jiangsu (now Shanghai). She was a famous female calligrapher, painter and poet in Yuan Dynasty. Ding Jing was born in the Southern Song Dynasty for three years. Gifted, intelligent, sensitive, cheerful and elegant. He has written dozens of volumes of the Diamond Sutra and presented it to Mingshan Temple. He married Zhao Mengfu, a famous painter in Yuan Dynasty, and was named Mrs. Wu. Yuan extended his life for four years (13 17) and was named Mrs. Wei. Guan Daosheng's running script is quite similar to Zhao Mengfu's, and his "Poems with Pictures of Xuan Ji" is exquisitely written. Good at poetry. Especially good at painting ink bamboo and plum blossoms. Bamboo on sunny days is the first kind. Yuan Yanyou died in six years (13 19). The surviving volumes such as Water Bamboo Map are now in the Palace Museum in Beijing. Figure of Bamboo Stone Collected in the Palace Museum in Taiwan 1 box.
Famous works of Guan Daosheng, a famous poet in Yuan Dynasty
1, you are jealous of me, you have many feelings and feelings, and you are as hot as fire. Put a piece of mud, pinch you, mold me, break us together, mix with water, pinch you again, mold me, there is you in the mud and me in the mud. Born like you, died like you.
2. Take a piece of mud and pinch two clay figurines, one is you and the other is me.
Break us together, mix water, pinch another you, pinch another me.
I have you and you have me.
3, you are jealous of me and have many feelings; A lot of feelings, hot as fire;
Twist a piece of mud, be a you, be a me,
Break us together and mix with water;
Twist the other you and shape the other me.
I have you in the mud and you have me in the mud;
I was born with you and died with you.
Author: Guan Daosheng, also known as Zhong You and Yao Ji, wife of Zhao Mengfu.
4, life is very expensive, princes, floating interests, floating names are not free.
Xi Murong's classic poems _ Xi Murong's poems
When I was a teenager, I was crazy about the words "take me away".
Now, I will never let anyone take me away at will. I have learned to go by myself.
What can I give you if, if I meet you again?
When the shackles were removed, I finally left a transparent body, and tears flowed quietly in the starry sky.
How to let you meet me, at my most beautiful moment, because I am already in front of the Buddha,
Begging for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
So life is like this!
It turns out that all the past time will not really pass and disappear.
There is no more reason to drink it all at once than at this moment.
Seven days are so blue, trees are so green, and life is so calm and beautiful.
Therefore, when we meet in this life, we always feel a little unfinished, but we are in a trance.
I can't tell them carefully, nor can I tell you one by one.
A narcissistic flower is just beautiful, and a brilliant one that depends on each other and is in full bloom is brilliant.
10 If the truth is a kind of harm, please choose a lie. If falsehood is a kind of harm, please choose silence.
If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave.
1 1 If you are a woman picking lotus flowers in Jiangnan, I must be the one you miss under your wrist.
If you are an urchin who plays truant, I am a brand-new marble that falls out of your schoolbag.
In the grass by the roadside, I watched you walk away unconsciously.
If you are a monk facing the wall, I am the incense in front of the temple.
Burning, accompany you for a quiet time.
12 How can I meet you in my most beautiful moment?
13 Mao Mao rain, not my tears.
14 if you can forget, then I should be able to.
Hide all the tears in your heart, or decorate them with the boundless sky at night in Xia Na.
15 There is always something that will stay and leave an immortal mark.
Let people you don't know know know each other,
How much I once loved you.
16 and tomorrow, tomorrow is another world.
17 I can't choose fate, it is fate that chose me.
18 Life is a flowing river, and we are all people crossing the river.
A great mind is unbiased and selfish.
A mind that can tolerate and tolerate others' differences.
Under his strong and gentle wings, I know that I am a pampered woman.
2 1 why don't everyone give their real names when they are already traveling together?
When spring comes again, the forgotten wild lilies will still grow in the same valley.
In the shade of ferns, there will still be ancient incense, but
No one, no one will remember us and our joys and sorrows.
As time goes by, there are only a few anonymous poems left.
My early white hair leaked again, which made me sad.
There is no her in his world, and her world is only him.
The world is like this, and there will never be fairness.
This is a wrestling battle without time limit. The more people care, the worse they lose.
Why can't I write for you with song for you's voice and chapters?
When I mention you, there will be a fire.
There is your Wan Li's body in the fire, your thousand-year-old face,
Your clouds, your trees, your wind.
At such a beautiful moment, I long for you to hold me in your arms.
There are too many restrictions and hidden taboos in this world.
There are too many unpredictable changes and involuntary separations.
A turn may miss a lifetime, and it is many years later.
Will understand all the struggles and efforts, maybe it is not a joke of fate.
God only blinked in the clouds, and all the endings,
Has completely changed.
You loved me like that before you got tired of me.
If it was a mistake from the beginning, then, why, why is it so beautiful.
You think that since days come day by day, of course, you have to live day by day.
Yesterday, today and tomorrow should be no different.
But once, when you let go and turned around,
Some things have completely changed.
The sun goes down, and some people will say goodbye to you before it rises again.
3 1 I am a clear river, bypassing the sandbar you set up on that sunny summer day.
An afternoon with many white clouds.
Your green clothes are swaying in the wind and reflected in my heart, like a gentle grass.
With sweet pain, I look back frequently.
I am all your youth, all the joys and sorrows you can't forget.
Like the last cloud hidden in the infinite blue sky.
So letting me die at your hands is like
I can finally die in your arms.
Memory is a form of meeting, and forgetting is a form of freedom.
I like to leave.
However, when it rained in the Tang Dynasty, many flowers and girls were relaxing.
I think after they return to the jade steps,
You can only cut roses for nothing and put them in a bottle.
I can't stop thinking about my pen tip, just like the unstoppable spring rain, although it will make the whole street muddy.
Pay off Molly's little playboy.
If people can be reincarnated, if there is reincarnation in the world, then, I love, what was our previous life like?
Walking on the moon arm in arm with a group of Yin Hui people.
Careful observation, the moonlight tonight is three points, two points of frost, one point of idle clouds.
First frost language, as if pouring out endless thoughts and grievances. Who is Zheng? According to the agreement, it is constant e.
Her melancholy eyes condensed into clear tears and passed through the noise of the city.
The silence of the mountain village, the singing of the stream, the lush forest,
Broke my heart.
From time to time, ethereal clouds cover the moon with a layer of gauze, as if the moon was drunk.
Jade cheek is reddish, intoxicated in the hazy moonlight. The moon is hazy, tears are hanging,
Let the moonlight ripple in the water and dispel the tears of Xiaoxiang. . .
The bitter madman danced with the moon and shook Guizhi. Unfortunately, it took a long time.
Out of the water, she gradually drunk west oblique, but I don't know where to wake up, the waning moon around the frost maple.
Frost leaves fly from the soul of the shadow of this lonely moon to the flower skirt of childhood.
, reflecting a chubby little face; But it was carved on the dresser in an instant,
The sadness in my hair is the memory and yearning for my dead relatives.
It is also a silent commemoration of the fleeting time. Late autumn, no sleep.
Many ideas are unknown, but expected.
Heartbroken every year, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
After the shower, it's like a cloud coming out of the hole. You must forgive it.
Be sure to forgive, women's unprovoked sadness.
Will you suddenly appear, at the coffee shop on the corner, I will smile,
Greet you, don't talk about the past, just greet you and say something to you.
Just saying, long time no see.
4 1 moonlight is like water, which is very wasteful.
If a floating life is a dream, what is true, what is empty, and where to go.
Jasmine seems to have no season, and small flowers bloom all the time during the day and at night.
It doesn't seem to make any difference that Xiangya misses you.
During the day and night, in every trance moment.
On the contrary, if you think something is wrong, then,
No matter how indulgent and tempting the people around you are, you must refuse.
If rain remains after rain and sorrow remains after sorrow,
Love makes me calmly face the separation after this separation.
Smile and keep looking for an impossible you.
I read and reread with tears in my eyes, but I have to admit that youth is a book that is too hasty.
All endings have been written.
Five hundred years ago, five hundred years later, did a woman come to song for you with tears in her eyes?
Young love can only be like a meteor shower.
Carousel is the most cruel game, but there is an eternal interval between chasing each other.
Looking back today, the road that 5 1 hurried through when he was young should only be green mountains and rivers.
No more sad faces. All the frustrations and sorrows,
Will make us miserable and cry,
However, after a distance, I can feel a little sweet and sour.
The loss of that year has actually become the gain of today. As long as we wait patiently,
Let time work slowly and flow into a wide river slowly.
At that time, far away, I looked at you and me when I was young.
You will see it as clear and clean as water.
Beautiful face like an angel.
Home under the maple tree
Before you got tired of me, you loved me like that.
Can we not go, can we let time stay here?
I will never be so brave again in my life, for you.
Just bow your head and say goodbye. There is no river in the world that can be turned back. Please take care of it for me, although they say,
Everything in the world will eventually become empty.
I really like that dream, knowing that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I think the grass is delicious.
It seems that you and I just met.
I spread my love.
My love is also unfolding for me.
The love I spread
Like an endless rolling pine tree.
Then spread me out indefinitely.
Repeatedly low returns, and then climb again.
This is a long tune sung since ancient times.
Between the earth and the sky
We talk to each other about the beauty and loneliness of the soul.
Please listen quietly and then accept my song.
Return to the hometown of the long-forgotten soul
All our joys and sorrows
Blinking, empty and full.
If it still rains after rain.
If there is still sorrow after sorrow.
Please let me face this separation calmly.
Leave and keep looking with a smile
A you who will never appear again.
6 1 Actually, I always hoped so.
At that moment.
I never asked you to give it to me.
Your life.
If we can be on the hillside full of gardenias.
I'll meet you if I can.
Deeply loved once, and then parted.
Then a long life.
No, just, just.
look back
That brief moment
I fold my love.
My love will also fold me.
My folded love
It twists and turns like a long river on the grassland.
He folded me up layer by layer.
I hide my love.
My love also hides me.
My hidden love
It is believed that Shan Lan reported the burning Lin Qiu.
So he hid me tightly.
I express my love.
My love also reveals me.
The love I revealed
Like the spring wind blowing through the wilderness without fear.
And then I was completely exposed.
When it's all over.
I know
I will forget you.
The burden on the heart is lightened.
Please forgive me.
Life should be constantly injured and restored.
The world is still a place.
Gently waiting for my mature orchard.
The sky is so blue.
The trees are so green.
Life can be so quiet and beautiful.
66 is full of flowers carefully.
Blossoming is what I expected in my last life.
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
It is my withered heart
Don't let it change.
He refused to say that beautiful oath.
Don't be separated because it is possible.
Dare not ask for confidence.
There's always a way.
Will you stay?
Leave it as an immortal mark.
So, those.
People you don't know can know.
How much I loved you.
With my pure and beautiful songs and my sincere poems.
I grew up with a gentle and shy woman.
What can you do in life?
The ultimate for you
In legend, they like to add happy endings.
Only I know.
The reed was soaked through in the fog.
How I watched you drift away.
I landed on the moon.
Just because you're in the mountains
The mountain wind blows the hair, neck and bare shoulders.
I wear hanfu for moonlight.
Moonlight suit, I wear Hanfu.
There is new green in the forest, just like my youth.
Youth is as transparent as wine. You can drink it and leave.
But in the end, how many things have changed between us?
But I can't forget it.
What can't be forgotten is the moon.
According to the Great Wall, according to Dongting, and then into the mountains that night.
From then on, sadness was shattered.
Into countless voices and smiles
Attack me with fragrance on an April night.
The second spring hit my frustration.
Shanyue
The in-depth understanding between 70 people must be one-on-one long-term contact.
The same is true of understanding between countries.
Now, any country, any culture with a long history,
In the writings of tourists who pass by in a hurry,
However, they are inevitably dwarfed and reduced to an extremely superficial quirk.
Jinmaan
Xi Murong's classic poems
Xi Murong's classic poems
1. Can we not go and let time stay here?
I can't stop thinking about my pen tip, just like the unstoppable spring rain. Although it will make the streets full of mud, it will also wash away jasmine's little flower heart.
I like to start and leave.
I really like that dream, knowing that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I feel that the grass is delicious and colorful, as if you and I just met for the first time.
Five hundred years ago, five hundred years later, did a woman come to song for you with tears in her eyes?
6. It's the rain in Mao Mao, not my tears.
7. Carousel is the cruelest game, but there is an eternal interval between chasing each other.
8. Therefore, when we meet in this life, we always feel that there are some unfinished frontiers, but we are in a trance and can't distinguish them carefully and tell you one by one.
Moonlight, like water, is a waste.
10. There is no more reason to drink it all at once than at this moment.
1 1. Under his strong and gentle wings, I know that I am a pampered woman.
12. premature gray hair, leaking again, my sadness.
13. After the shower, it's like a cloud coming out of the hole. You must forgive, you must forgive, a woman's unprovoked sadness.
14. There will always be something left, leaving an immortal mark, so that people I don't know know know how much I loved you.
15. When the shackles were removed, I finally had a transparent body, and tears quietly passed away in the starry sky.
16. Tomorrow, tomorrow is another world.
17. I read and reread with tears in my eyes, but I have to admit that youth is a book that is too hasty.
18. Memory is a form of meeting, and forgetting is a form of freedom.
19. If the truth is a kind of harm, please choose a lie. If falsehood is a kind of harm, please choose silence. If silence is a kind of injury, please choose to leave.
At such a beautiful moment, I long for you to hold me in your arms.
2 1. Jasmine seems to have no season. Day and night, there is always a little sweet bud missing you. It doesn't seem to make any difference. During the day and night, in every trance moment.
22. Will you suddenly appear? At the coffee shop on the corner, I will greet you with a smile, not talking about the past, just saying hello, just saying, long time no see.
23. If you are a woman picking lotus in Jiangnan, I must be the one you miss under your wrist. If you are the urchin who plays truant, I am the brand-new marble that fell out of your schoolbag, watching you unconsciously walk in the grass by the roadside. If you used to be a monk, I would like to burn incense in front of the temple and spend a quiet time with you.
24. You loved me so much before you got tired of me.
Young love can only be like a meteor shower.
26. When it rained in Shang Dynasty and Tang Dynasty, there were many girls in leisure. After they turned around on the jade steps, they could only cut the roses in vain and put them in the bottle.
27. If people can be reincarnated, if there is reincarnation in the world, then, I love, what was our previous life like?
28. If, if I meet you again, what can I give you?
29. If it is a mistake from the beginning, then, why, why is it so beautiful.
30. If rain remains after rain and sorrow remains after sorrow, let me face this parting calmly and continue to look for an impossible you with a smile.
3 1. How can I let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I knelt before the Buddha for 500 years and begged him to let us have a dusty relationship.
When I was a teenager, I was crazy about the words "take me away". Now, I will never let anyone take me away at will. I have learned to go by myself.
33. There is no her in his world, only him in her world. The world is like this, and there will never be fairness. This is a wrestling battle without time limit. The more people care, the worse they lose.
34. The sky is so blue, the trees are so green, and life can be so calm and beautiful.
35. Why can't I sing you out with my voice? You can't be a chapter, but you will get angry when you are mentioned. Wan Li has your body, your face, your clouds, your trees and your wind for thousands of years.
36. I can't choose my destiny, it is fate that has chosen me.