Wang Wei, a native of Puzhou, Hedong (now Yuncheng, Shanxi) in the Tang Dynasty, was a famous poet and painter in the Tang Dynasty. His courtesy name was Mojie and his nickname was Mojie layman. Wang Wei studied Zen and understood philosophy, studied Zhuang Daoism, and was proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting, music, etc. He was famous for his poems, especially five-character poems, in which he often sang about landscapes and pastoral areas. He was known as the "Poetry Buddha". Wang Wei expanded the content of landscape pastoral poetry, added its artistic style, and brought the achievement of landscape poetry to unprecedented heights. This is his outstanding contribution to Chinese classical poetry. Among them, the pastoral poems about rural scenery and farm life are full of pastoral mood, expressing his leisurely and leisurely taste and tranquil and comfortable mood. The landscape poems in Wang's poems that depict the tranquility and tranquility of nature have high aesthetic value. The use of paintings in poetry makes the landscape poems have the basic characteristics of being rich in poetic and picturesque qualities. The language of Wang's poems is implicit, fresh and lively, the sentence patterns and rhythms are varied, the phonology is loud and harmonious, and it has musical beauty.
Luchai
No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people can hear their voices.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.
Miscellaneous Poems
You come from your hometown, so you should know the things in your hometown.
Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?
Xinyiwu
There are hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood and red calyxes in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, opening and closing one after another.
Farewell in the mountains
Farewell to each other in the mountains, the sunset covers the firewood.
The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return?
In the mountains
White rocks emerge from Jingxi River, and the red leaves are scarce in the cold weather.
There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet.
Birdsong Stream
Osmanthus flowers fall when people are busy, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream.
The Wild View of Xinqing
The wilderness of Xinqing is vast and untainted as far as the eye can see.
Guomen faces the ferry, and the village trees connect to the mouth of the stream.
Beyond the white water fields, behind the green peaks coming out of the mountains.
There is no idle person in the farming month, and the whole family is devoted to the south.
Living in the mountains is a matter of time
Loneliness covers the wood door, and the vastness faces the falling light.
There are crane nests everywhere and pine trees, and few people visit the pigeon gate.
The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes.
Fireworks start at the ferry, and water chestnuts are collected everywhere.
Lotus Pier
I go to pick lotuses every day, and I often return home at dusk.
Don’t splash water when playing the pole, as you are afraid of getting the red lotus clothes wet.
Linhu Pavilion
A light boat welcomes the guests as they come up the lake.
When the pavilion is filled with bottles of wine, hibiscus blooms on all sides.
Calligraphy
It is raining lightly in Qingyin Pavilion, and the day is opening slowly in the deep courtyard.
Sitting and looking at the green moss, I want to get dressed.
Mrs. Xi
Don’t let yourself be favored now to forget your kindness in the past.
Looking at the flowers brings tears to my eyes, I can’t help but admire the words of the King of Chu.
欹湖
Playing the flute in Lingjipu, sending your husband off at dusk.
Looking back from the lake, the green mountains are covered with white clouds.
White Rock Beach
Clear and shallow white rock beach with green cattails.
The house is near the water, under the bright moon.
Returning to Songshan to work
The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely.
The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk.
The deserted city faces the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.
After a long journey, I returned to Song Gao and retreated.
Climbing the Hebei city tower
On Fuyan in Jingyi, there is a guest pavilion among the clouds and mist.
Gaocheng overlooks the sunset, and Jipu reflects Cangshan Mountain.
The fire is burning on the shore and the boat is alone, and the fishermen are returning home in the evening.
The world is lonely and dusk, and my heart is at ease with Guangchuan.
Zhongnan Bieye
He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and in his later years he came home to Nanshan.
When things come and go, they go alone, and they know nothing about success.
Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise.
I happened to visit Lin Sou, and we talked and laughed for a long time.
Watching the Hunt
The wind blows fiercely, the horns of the bows sound, and the general hunts in Weicheng.
When the grass dries up, the hawk’s eyes become weak, and when the snow falls, the horse’s hooves become light.
Suddenly passed by Xinfeng City and returned to Xiliu Camp.
Looking back at the place where the Condor Shooting is taking place, the clouds are flat at dusk for thousands of miles away.
A gift to Pei Xiu Caidi from his leisurely stay in Wangchuan
The cold mountains turn green and the autumn water flows.
Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind.
The sun is setting over the ferry, and there is a lonely smoke in the ruins.
On the day of return, I was drunk and singing wildly in front of the five willow trees.
Reward Zhang Shaofu
In his later years, he just loved to be quiet and didn’t care about anything.
If you have no long-term strategy, you will return to the old forest.
The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano.
You ask the poor to understand the truth, and the fisherman's song goes deep into Pu Shen.