Shang Liu's poetry works 1, Qin Quge Ci Hu Jia's eighteen beats Shang Liu
The Han Dynasty will decline, perish and fight frequently.
I'm sorry for my parents giving birth to me. It's really a big scene.
The screen window has nothing to do with the mirror, which means that the bead curtain can cover the body.
Once when Lu rode into China, he met the pale yellow of the conference semifinals everywhere.
Suddenly, I turned my back on my bad luck. Unfortunately, the beautiful scenery disappeared with the dust. (first beat)
I'm going out of the domain soon, and I'll die if I'm tired of living.
Whether it is human or not, the anger of jackals is unbearable.
Tianshan Mountain is full of frost and graupel, and the local conditions near Hu State are depressed.
In Wan Li, birds don't fly, and cold sand has no north and south. (second beat)
If the prisoner is in prison, there is nowhere to talk about it.
Let your strength linger, eat meat and drink blood.
I would rather die than be a wife.
I have long been exhausted by moths, and my body is empty, sad, weak and soft as water. (third beat)
Mountains and rivers are long, who remembers that there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea?
Being frightened and not energetic, I didn't feel that the wind and frost damaged the color.
Dreams come and go at night, passing around, hazy.
It's been a long Hu-day, but obviously, Han Heyue should know each other. (fourth beat)
Leave the grass at the head to sit, and the wind blows the clothes.
Sheep fat hair is not combed, and the fur collar of the lamb is still there.
The fox's collar and sleeves are full of fishy smell and lie down all day and night.
Tents don't settle when they move, and the sun and the moon are too long to pass. (the fifth beat)
It is strange that spring is not long, and there are no flowers and willows in the middle of the lake.
It's upside down, but now I'm watching Beidou in the south.
My name and information can't be passed in, and I often keep my mouth shut all day after the year.
Hold right and wrong, point fingers, words are not as good as hands. (the sixth beat)
Men and women bring bows and arrows, and Semafan sheep lie on the frost.
How can you be free? You don't want to drag out an ignoble existence and beg for death.
Qiuci listened sadly, and the broken leaves complained at night.
There are no clouds in Wan Li in the evening, and my hometown is worth meeting again. (the seventh beat)
Looking back, private people were proud and petite, and they learned how to tame rare birds.
Now I have abandoned my hometown and regretted putting Lin Biao first.
The new moon is chilly, and the Milky Way is sparse.
I miss going home one day. I am like a caged bird. (the eighth beat)
On that day, Su Wu Khan asked, saying it was a message from Hong Bin.
Learn the book "Pricking Blood" written by him, which is full of hatred.
A young man with a beard can walk fast, but he can shoot arrows with a bow and fly far and near.
So the geese turned to be afraid of people, and there was no way to reach them between square inches. (the ninth beat)
Hate * * *, hate Hu and hate Hu Tian.
Born Hu Er wanted to give up the donation, and the mother and son fell in love.
Different looks, different love and hate, but their hearts are often attached to each other.
Sooner or later, it's better to raise your hand and not pity each other. (the tenth beat)
Day after day, the moon faces each other and the stars look forward to Sunday.
There is no winter and no summer, and the frozen grass withers for a year.
There is a new moon in Han Jiazi, and there is a sky in the sky.
Hongyan came and went several times, and the heartbroken toad lost the last contact. (the eleventh beat)
A broken bottle falls into a well forever, and the hometown looks broken and has no return.
Ning Zhiyuan asked the name, and Chinese sounds good.
The dream soul went to the countryside several times and turned into deep sorrow after falling asleep.
Now the fruit is a dream, and happiness is better than sadness. (the twelfth beat)
Childishness is on the edge, and I can't stay or remember it in the future.
It's better to leave Hu Er and return to the old country.
Wan Li is bordered by mountains and rivers, but there is no news on the back.
Tears spilled over Sun Man, and I was reluctant to part with the north and south all day long. (the thirteenth beat)
Don't be ashamed of being stupid, think about your feelings.
The fingers in your hand are long and short, and it's almost the same to cut them off.
Returning home, seeing no relatives, sharing life and death.
The south wind blows my heart in Wan Li, and my heart also flows through the Liao River with the wind. (beat 14)
Sigh is uncertain. At that time, I was resentful or hateful.
I don't know what sadness and resentment mean, but there seems to be a front that disturbs the heart.
Sadness, joy and unhappiness make the mind ask itself questions.
Bak Yan was born, how could he be grateful to Qiu Kan? (the fifteenth beat)
I only felt the sky was gray when I went there, and I didn't know the length of Hu Di until I returned to Japan.
Where is the sunset? Autumn geese should go to the south.
Pingsha looked around and puzzled himself, and walked far and near with geese.
The journey is not over, and there is no grass beside the pedestrians. (beat 16)
I traveled thousands of miles in Hutian, only to see yellow sand and white clouds rising.
Horses long for snow and grass roots, while people long for ice and water.
Yanshan mountain is like a lighthouse, and drums are like the smell of the Han family.
Working hard for the future is the hometown of the emperor, and you are not allowed to die in the middle of the lake. (the seventeenth beat)
Going back to my hometown to see my relatives, the countryside is half green.
Bright candles rekindle ashes, and cold springs wash away mud jade.
In the good habit of carrying a towel comb, a silk tree can live and die.
In and out of Guanshan for 12 years, he died in Hu Jianqu. (the eighteenth beat)
2. Businessmen who cry with philosophers.
The name of a senior official, always empty, blessed by the gods, good.
The ghosts are gone forever, and the running water flows from east to east every year.
Su Wei traveled to Guanyuan Township, and Dan was alone in the guest house.
Doctor * * * is sad and childless, and my widowed mother is ruined.
3. From Hefei to Japan, send Zheng Mingfu monks to flow.
Miscalculation is a humble official who spent three years in Chu township.
You can't go with the flow, you should hide.
White walls are flawless, and yellow sand only hurts yourself.
Homesick at dusk, pale in the mirror.
The new method of moving the gray pipe makes the poor yin become the yang.
People change when they are * * *, and bitterness grows first.
An official insults a confidant, and no media regrets self-improvement.
A shameful life, kindness is more expensive than light.
It's hard to say that everyone is sincere, but Changchuan is easy to prevent.
Today, the fishing rod is still there, and it's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan.
4. Send Luzhou Jia Shijun to worship Shangliu.
Performance appraisal is expensive, and it is obviously useful.
Two days away from home, three lives with the founding fathers.
Yu Pei was in a high position, and Jin Yue joined the army.
Wei Rongguan Tie, library name.
People chanted Gan Tang Mao, and nursery rhymes filled the chariots and horses.
The wind is blowing and tears are falling.
It's hard to report Tedarn, and he got promoted to Louis.
Hou Ying couldn't follow, so he believed Ling Jun..
5. A disgruntled wife is still alive
Sweeping the golden steps, flying frost is as bright as snow.
Under the curtain, I can't bear to see the autumn moon.
6. Green Pearl hates it.
Never on the terrace, afraid to lean.
The scattered knowledge turned into blood, and the tall building looked down.
7. The ancient meaning of Shang Liu
Great filial piety sleeps in cold clothes, curtain frost.
Last night, the wind blew tears, and there was ice in front of the pillow.
8. Crying Xiao Lun Shangliu
Where to cry old friends, the green door is like an arrow.
At that time, the water head was different, and we never met again.
9. Send Shangliu from his brother to Shangdu.
It's a long ride in Qin Cheng, but you are poor.
Philip Burkart of the Ming Dynasty said, "Who will this poem attract?" .
Shangliu, 10, business is business.
Wan hates war, and the three parties have not yet made peace.
The general praised the sword, and the merit lies in killing more people.
Poetry appreciation 1, Shang Liu: ancient meaning
Even Xiao's pajamas are cold, and the curtains are frosted and condensed.
Last night, the wind blew tears, and there was ice in front of the pillow.
In my heart forever is an ancient theme, and there are many poems written by in my heart forever by predecessors and poets at that time. Moreover, this little poem has been renovated in concept and is unconventional.
There is hardly any talk about resentment in the poem. I just keep writing about the cold of winter nights. "Even dawn" means the whole night, and the whole night to dawn. In other words, the bed is not hot. This detail not only explains the cold winter night, but also highlights the lonely situation of the heroine. The so-called "who is cold with jade?" It is harsh to write outdoor scenes with "opening curtains to condense dew". In the sentence, "coagulation" is biased towards "frost"; And "dew" means "white dew is frost" This further illustrates the low temperature. What will happen to a person on such a cold night?
The reader knows it as soon as he thinks about it.
After getting up, the heroine turned to make the bed and looked out, only to find a thin layer of ice shining on the pillow. The poet explained in a tone of inner monologue: "Last night, the wind blew tears, and there was a piece of ice in front of my pillow." I see. This shows how cold the climate is. Here almost inadvertently mentioned "last night's tears." It seems that the heroine's attention has been completely focused on the extremely cold climate, and she has forgotten the distress of last night, at least in the mood of sadness and resentment. The tears at that time were not written in the poem, but after the tears dried up, this kind of writing method of avoiding the important and ignoring the light achieved the miraculous effect of "words don't concern yourself, if you don't worry". Generally speaking, the sadness in consciousness is easy to write, but it is often difficult to impress readers because of superficial phenomena. Subconscious sadness is difficult to write, but it is thought-provoking and can even produce shocking power. The heavy content and relaxed form, intentionally or unintentionally produced the feeling of broken glass. "Now that I know all the sadness, I want to say it. I want to say that I am still resting, but it is already cold and autumn! " (Xin Qiji) In this poem, the heroine said that the cold wind blows tears into ice, which has the same effect.
As for the biting cold described in the poem, it also serves as a foil to the grievances of the boudoir itself. To paraphrase an old saying, such a miserable night is really "frost-free, frost kills me".
2. Shang Liu: "Painting Stone"
Millennium powder painting moss biography,
Loyalty is full of color.
That knowledge is very useful when we meet suddenly.
Don't make up the Thai baht!
This is a poem. The author Shang Liu is a poet and painter. He himself likes to draw blue-green trees. This poem and painting may have been created by Shang Liu himself. According to the content of the poem, the author uses this poem and a painting to express his spiritual realm, pinning his grief and indignation that his ideals and ambitions cannot be displayed.
The first two sentences describe the stone itself, which is equivalent to the scenery in general lyric poetry. Millennium moss and a piece of faithfulness are the accumulated habits of Millennium moss and a piece of faithfulness. The general idea of these two sentences is that an old stone covered with moss appears on the picture, and its faithful essence is fully expressed through the coloring on the picture. To praise both stones and paintings is to praise yourself. God is exhausted, just like a heavy stone in Gorkon, and is ready to fall down.
The first two sentences refer to stone by painting, and the last two sentences only refer to "stone". It didn't follow the above statement, but it changed its meaning with the word "Na Zhi". "That sudden encounter was very useful, don't make up points!" Sigh suddenly, such as rock-breaking, unexpected. As far as "stone" is concerned, it is very useful, that is, it was originally a myth in ancient China, which was recorded in Huai Nan Zi and Liezi. It is said that in ancient times, there was a gap in the sky, which caused a great disaster. So, a god named Nu Wa refined the five-color stone to fill the blank in the sky. Therefore, later poets often regard refining stones to make up the sky as an extraordinary move to rectify Gankun and save the decline. Now, the author laments: When this opportunity is "mending the sky", the Thai baht is not used. As Du Fu said, "I can only pull it out to suppress embarrassment" ("A short song for Wang Lang Si Zhi"), who is it? Two words: borrow the sky to compare the world, borrow the stone to compare yourself. The upper and lower couplets fall together, but complement each other, forming a complete picture of Zhen Shiyin's unexpected encounter, which completely conforms to the author's original intention.
In the poem "Painting Stone", it is clear that painting is a thing and stone is the master; To make a metaphor, stone is the object and man is the master; Heaven is the guest and the earth is the master. Clear-cut, extensive and intriguing.
Historical records "Taiping Guangji Volume 213 Painting Four", Liu Shangchuan
Shang, official to Langzhong proofreading department, Bianzhou observation judge. Teenagers have an article about high emotions. Attack mountains and rivers and trees and stones. Zhang Zao, a beginner, intends to create truth. After being relegated to exile, Zhang wrote a melancholy poem: "moss stone is green and near the stream, and the stream wind shakes the pine branches. There is only Zhang Tonghui in the world, and it will be known when it flows to Hengyang. " (from "Famous Painting")
Shangliu, a native of the Tang Dynasty, was once the Bianzhou provincial judge of the Langzhong Commissioner. When I was young, I wrote a poem praising noble sentiments. Shangliu is good at painting landscapes, trees and stones. At first, he took Zhang Zao as his teacher and painted realistic works. After being demoted from Beijing, Zhang Zao was deeply disappointed with the teacher's demotion. I once wrote a poem about it: moss stone is green, facing a stream, and the wind of the stream is swaying pine branches. There is only Zhang Tonghui in the world. I wonder if it has flowed to Hengyang.
Unofficial history, a native of Pengcheng, lives in Chang 'an. When I was young, I was very studious, good at remembering, thinking and studying literature deeply. Hu's eighteen beats have been handed down from generation to generation and are popular in the world. All children and women can recite in detail. Shangliu Jinshi passed the exam and was elected as a Langguan in Taiwan Province Province. But his temperament loves Taoism and is immersed in it. Whenever you meet a Taoist priest, you worship him as a teacher and give him financial assistance. I am convinced of my alchemy, and there is no place where I am not diligent and sincere. I often sigh that time is too short and my body is old. It starts in the morning like a gallop of horses and chariots, and ends at night, but what good will your fatigue and hard work, vain glory and official position in the world do you? Most of the ancient sages abandoned their official positions and sought Taoism from noble families. Fortunately, I have finished my child's marriage, and I am no longer tired of this world. Isn't it better than traveling to various places? Out of this idea, Shangliu asked to resign on the pretext of illness, put on Taoist clothes, traveled eastward and entered Guangling. He met a Taoist priest in the city market, selling medicine and gathering a lot of people. The medicine sold by Taoist priests is said to be very effective. The Taoist priest saw Shang Liu in the crowd. When he looked at Shang Liu, he felt different from others. He stopped selling medicine, took Shangliu's hand and boarded the restaurant. He tried to persuade Shang Liu to drink. The Taoist priest talked about the Qin and Han Dynasties, which was very realistic, just like what he saw with his own eyes. Shangliu was surprised and respected him like a teacher. Shang Liu also said that immortal Taoism is difficult to learn. In the evening, Shang Liu went to an inn to stay. The Taoist priest went downstairs and disappeared in an instant. Shangliu was even more surprised. The next day, Shangliu visited him again in the city market. Taoist priest still sells medicine, and he becomes more and more happy when he sees Shang Liu. He led Shangliu to the restaurant, talked about persuading him to drink, took out a small medicine bag and handed it to Shangliu, and joked, "If you have nothing to do, go to Yangzhou and take it with you." The medicine bag is farewell, and there is nothing to ask for after 1000 years. "Shangliu remembered the music he played and didn't leave until dark. Later, Shang Liu searched for Taoist priests many times and never saw them again. Shangliu opened the medicine bag and looked at it. A small gourd wrapped in several pieces of paper got nine pills, like hemp seeds. Shangliu swallowed the medicine according to the Taoist formula, and immediately felt refreshed, not hungry, light and healthy, and clear-headed. You Jiang Maoshan, after a long time, went to Yixing Zhanggong Cave. When Shang Liu visited Zhanggong Cave, he liked to paint the scenery of the stream. He lives in Hufu Bamboo with a thatched house and lives in seclusion in the mountains. The woodcutter nearby also saw him and said, "I'm Liu Langzhong. "However, I don't know where he lives. He became a fairy.