A poem about Liu Changqing 1. Poems about Liu Changqing.
When you play the piano, your seven strings are like the sound of the cold wind in the pine forest.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today. Can you be a tenant in our world by sending clouds and storks? ! Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place.
The owner of Furong Mountain has a distant sunset, and his family is poor in cold weather. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Send Che Ling out of the temple, deep in the bamboo forest, and chime at night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
Walking along a small road and visiting Taoist Chang on Nanxi, I found a footprint on the moss. After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass was sweet with an idle 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.
Facing the mist on the water, watching Wang go to the south, I still waved and choked. Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed 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, will there be peace of communication? The ancient platform is old, and in autumn, I visited the temple of General Wu, which broke my homesickness in autumn.
Monastery in the wilderness, fewer pedestrians, waterproof ghost more profound. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest.
The sentimental south recalls the past, and only the Yangtze River has flowed since ancient times. Sad wanderer, once you conquer the south, meet Governor Li on your way back to Hanyang to command 100,000 people.
Later, when he returned to his hometown, he lost his property. When he was old, he still liked this sage very much. The peace of the youth who served independently by the three parties and died for the country can only be known by the sword.
Now, looking at Dajiang, Jiang and Han, we go our separate ways in the evening. Where are you going? . The new year will only deepen my desire and add a lonely tear to an exile.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring. The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here. I don't know what my term will be. Muling went north, and everyone went back to Yuyang. When they met Jun Muling Road, the horse went to Sanggan. 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.
I am old enough to leave Gui Jiang and go to Xue and Liu. How dare I be called? The only way to know the world is wine and songs? . The Tatar geese come from the Moon River, which is thinner along the Huaihe River and wider along the South Mountain.
I should be happy to bring my old bones back to the capital, but what good am I in that world, my gray hair? ! Today, the dragon bell man is old, and I am ashamed to thank you. When you remind me, I may encounter lightning. Here, you spent three years in exile, through Jia Yi's house in Changsha and mourning in Chu for ten thousand years.
I look for traces of human existence in autumn grass and watch the sunset slowly tilt in the cold forest. If even a good Wendi has a heart of stone, can you still expect the slow Hexiang to understand you? These desolate waters, these silent mountains, when you come, like me, so far away? ! From Xiakou to Yingzhou, looking at the dusk in Yueyang, the source is the river without ripples and the island without mist, but to my friend Chu, the scenery is blurred.
The setting sun sets in Hankou, and birds return to their nests; Autumn eyes in Dongting Lake, misty clouds and distant blue sky. The cold horn sound coming from the desolate mountain wall reminds me of being parked next to an abandoned fortress.
That year, Jia Yi wrote to Emperor Wendi, all of whom were worried about the Han Dynasty. It's a pity that he was demoted to Changsha.
2. Liu Changqing's poetry
Liu Changqing's poem: 1 "See you after Liang Geng's farewell to Tiaoxi", where Qing Chuan Road ends, and the sunset is lonely.
Birds fly far and near on the flat Ye Yuan, as if they were running with the water. May Baiyun bring my thoughts to friends thousands of miles away, and may the moon bring my sad thoughts to friends with the water.
Disappointed that Changsha is gone, the grass on the river beach is growing. 2. "Excellent Zen Master Shuangfeng Temple" is on the edge of a blue peak and is open to the sunset.
What's the matter with flying alone at the tin edge? The cold pool reflects Bai Yue, and the autumn rain grows moss.
Seeing him off in the eastern suburbs, I was ashamed to see Ma Qi return. 3. "Runzhou Camp Send Judge Li" Wan Li resigned from housework and Chu Yunxi, Jinling Post Road.
Jiang Chun refused to stay at home and sent horseshoes when the grass was green. 4. Dongting meets Chenzhou and sends it to Sima, Li Tang. Dongting has a wide autumn water and looks at Hengfeng in the south.
In Xiaoxiang, a distant guest, you can meet a homecoming person. Lonely clouds are uncertain, and fallen leaves go away without a trace.
Don't make waves, Long song laughs. Basic Introduction: Liu Changqing (about 726-786), born in Xuancheng (now Anhui), was a poet of the Tang Dynasty and a Han nationality.
After moving to Luoyang, Hejian (now Hebei) is its county. Tang Xuanzong was a scholar in Tianbao period.
Su Zong went to Germany to supervise the empire, and later became the governor of Changzhou County. Imprisoned for something, demoted to Nanba. Dai Ren was the judge of transshipment. After knowing the transshipment of Huaixi and Hubei, he falsely demoted Sima Yu.
Mid-term construction, official to Suizhou, known as Liu Suizhou.
Please help me find Liu Changqing's poems and indicate the source (the more the better).
The temple on the platform of Qiu Lai Denggao Guanwu General Temple is the battlefield of Chen Mingche.
The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness.
There are few people in the wild temple, and Yunfeng is separated by water depth.
The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest.
The sentimental south recalls the past, and only the Yangtze River has flowed since ancient times.
Send Li Zhongcheng back to Xiangzhou.
This wandering veteran commanded 100,000 lions that year.
Later, when he returned to his hometown, he lost his property. When he was old, he still liked this sage very much.
Three dynasties know independently that your dagger is the balance of life.
On the vast Han River, on their way in the evening, where are you going? .
Look at Wang Nanxia
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried.
Birds can't be found anywhere except 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.
Xunnanxi Changshan Road
Walking along a path, there is a scar on the 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.
New year's work
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring.
The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here. I don't know what my term will be.
On Xue and Liu's Leaving Gui Jiang
At my age, do I dare to accept my call? I only know wine and songs. .
The Tatar geese come from the Moon River, which is thinner along the Huaihe River and wider along the South Mountain.
I should be happy to bring my old bones back to the capital, but what good am I in that world, my gray hair? .
Today, the dragon bell man is old, and I am ashamed to thank you. When you remind me, I may encounter lightning.
Passing through Changsha Jiayi's former residence
Jia Yi lived here in exile for three years, which is a tragedy of tens of millions of generations.
I look for traces of human existence in autumn grass and watch the sunset slowly tilt in the cold forest.
If even a good Wendi has a heart of stone, can you still expect the slow Hexiang to understand you?
These desolate waters, these silent mountains, when you come, like me, so far away? !
From Xiakou to Nautilus Island, I hope Yueyang will be sent to Midtown.
Nautilus Island floats in the Yangtze River without waves and smoke. I miss Cheng and feel more distant.
The setting sun sets in Hankou, and birds return to their nests; Autumn eyes in Dongting Lake, misty clouds and distant blue sky.
The cold horn sound coming from the desolate mountain wall reminds me of being parked next to an abandoned fortress.
That Jia Yi begged the loyalty of the Han family to forbid him to go to Changsha and be an exile!
Send Master Che Ling.
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
Holly falls farther and farther on the green mountain with the sunset.
Listen to the piano
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.
Send the master outside.
Can floating clouds and storks become tenants of our world? !
Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place.
4. Poems written by Liu Changqing
The Complete Works of Liu Changqing's Piano Performance (13) Your seven strings are like the sound of a cold wind in a pine forest.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today. Wish the floating stork to be a tenant in our world? ! Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place.
The owner of Furong Mountain has a distant sunset, and his family is poor in cold weather. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Send Che Ling out of the temple, deep in the bamboo forest, and chime at night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
Walking along a small road and visiting Taoist Chang on Nanxi, I found a footprint on the moss. After a while, the clouds fell low on the quiet lake, and the grass was sweet with an idle 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.
Facing the mist on the water, watching Wang go to the south, I still waved and choked. Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed 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, will there be peace of communication? The ancient platform is old, and in autumn, I visited the temple of General Wu, which broke my homesickness in autumn.
Monastery in the wilderness, fewer pedestrians, waterproof ghost more profound. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest.
The sentimental south recalls the past, and only the Yangtze River has flowed since ancient times. Sad wanderer, once you conquer the south, meet Governor Li on your way back to Hanyang to command 100,000 people.
Later, when he returned to his hometown, he lost his property. When he was old, he still liked this sage very much. The peace of the youth who served independently by the three parties and died for the country can only be known by the sword.
Now, looking at Dajiang, Jiang and Han, we go our separate ways in the evening. Where are you going? . The new year will only deepen my desire and add a lonely tear to an exile.
People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring. The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me.
I think of Jia Yi, who taught here and died here. I don't know what my term will be. Muling went north, and everyone went back to Yuyang. When they met Jun Muling Road, the horse went to Sanggan. 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.
I am old enough to leave Gui Jiang and go to Xue and Liu. How dare I be called? The only way to know the world is wine and songs? . The Tatar geese come from the Moon River, which is thinner along the Huaihe River and wider along the South Mountain.
I should be happy to bring my old bones back to the capital, but what good am I in that world, my gray hair? ! Today, the dragon bell man is old, and I am ashamed to thank you. When you remind me, I may encounter lightning. Here, you spent three years in exile, through Jia Yi's house in Changsha and mourning in Chu for ten thousand years.
I look for traces of human existence in autumn grass and watch the sunset slowly tilt in the cold forest. If even a good Wendi has a heart of stone, can you still expect the slow Hexiang to understand you? These desolate waters, these silent mountains, when you come, like me, so far away? ! From Xiakou to Yingzhou, looking at the dusk in Yueyang, the source is the river without ripples and the island without mist, but to my friend Chu, the scenery is blurred.
The setting sun sets in Hankou, and birds return to their nests; Autumn eyes in Dongting Lake, misty clouds and distant blue sky. The cold horn sound coming from the desolate mountain wall reminds me of being parked next to an abandoned fortress.
That year, Jia Yi wrote to Emperor Wendi, all of whom were worried about the Han Dynasty. It's a pity that he was demoted to Changsha.
5. Liu Changqing's ancient poems with at least a few words.
Liu Changqing (about 726-786), Han nationality, born in Xuancheng (now Anhui), was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. After moving to Luoyang, Hejian (now Hebei) is its county. Tang Xuanzong was a scholar in Tianbao period. Su Zong went to Germany to supervise the empire, and later became the governor of Changzhou County. Imprisoned for something, demoted to Nanba. Dai Ren was the judge of transshipment. After knowing the transshipment of Huaixi and Hubei, he falsely demoted Sima Yu. Mid-term construction, official to Suizhou, known as Liu Suizhou.
Liu Changqing's date of birth and death is unknown, and the opinions of famous scholars are far apart. The controversy is very fierce. Generally speaking, he was born from 709 to 725 and died from 786 to 790. Liu Changqing is good at poetry and five words, calling himself the "Great Wall of Five Words". There is a saying in the Secret Language of Sao Tan: Liu Changqing is a popular poet, specializing in scenes. The masterpiece "Snow House Furong Mountain Master" was selected as the textbook of China full-time school.
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There is a collection of Liu Changqing's works, called Liu Suizhou Collection, Tang Poetry Review and Tang Poetry Revision Dictionary, called 1 1 volume. There are "four series" and "four reserves" that are popular all over the world. There are notes on Liu Changqing's Chronology of Poems by Chu and Liu Changqing's Chronology of Poems by Yang Shiming.
Qing Suining Bookstore collects Liu Suizhou's books.
poetic sentiment
The Complete Poems of Tang Dynasty contains five volumes of Liu Changqing's poems, and two poems have been supplemented in addition to The Complete Poems of Tang Dynasty and The Collection of Continued Complete Poems.
6. What are the complete works of Liu Changqing and Liu Changqing's poems?
1, Listening to the Qin
On the seventh silk, the cold wind in the pines. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
2. "Send Master Che Ling"
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
3. Pass by Changsha Jiayi's former residence
Jia Yi lived here in exile for three years, which is a tragedy of tens of millions of generations. I look for traces of human existence in autumn grass and watch the sunset slowly tilt in the cold forest. If even a good Wendi has a heart of stone, can you still expect the slow Hexiang to understand you? Silence.
4. Watch Wang go south
Facing the mist on the water, I still waved my hand and cried. Because the flying birds disappeared into space and crossed 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.
5. "Re-send Pei Langzhong and demote Jizhou"
Apes crow at the end of the river, and people hurt themselves. As a courtier, you are farther away, and Li is lonely.
Step 6 Work in the New Year
The arrival of the new year is more homesick, and the independent horizon can't help crying. People who are exiled in old age rush ahead of me in spring. The monkey came down from the mountain and pestered me. I was tortured like a bodyguard, so when will this day come?
7. "Playing the piano"
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.
8. "Playing the piano"
On the seven cold strings, the cold wind in the pine forest Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
9. See you on the way back to Hanyang.
This wandering veteran commanded 100,000 lions that year. Later, when he returned to his hometown, he lost his property. When he was old, he still liked this sage very much. The peace of the youth who served independently by the three parties and died for the country can only be known by the sword. Swinging on the vast Han River, where do you want to go at dusk?
10, "Send to host"
You are a monk like a lonely cloud and wild crane. How can I live in the world? Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place.
1 1, Qiu Deng Wu Jiangjun Temple View
The dilapidated vegetation has withered, and the autumn scenery has aroused my homesickness. There are few people in the wild temple, and the clouds are separated by water. The sunset clings to the old city, and the clear sound echoes in the empty forest. Southern dynasties, what's left? , today alone in the Yangtze River.
7. Appreciation of Liu Changqing's Poetry
Send Master Che Ling.
Liu Changqing
From the temple, deep in the bamboo,
There was a deep sound of the evening bell.
Lotus in the sunset,
Getting farther and farther away from Qingshan.
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Master Che Ling was a famous poet and monk in the middle Tang Dynasty, who shared a common surnamed tang and a clear etymology. He was born in Huiji (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) and became a monk in yunmen temple, Huiji, Yunmen Mountain.
Chikulin Temple is in Runzhou (now Zhenjiang, Jiangsu), which is the temple where Che Ling stayed this time.
This poem describes the poet's mood when he sent Che Ling back to Zhikulin Temple in the evening. It is a famous water poem in the middle of Tangshan, because of its lyrical scene, exquisite conception, refined language, simplicity and beauty.
The first two sentences look forward to the destination of Che Ling in the desolate mountain forest. The bell in the temple is ringing far away, and it is dusk when it is lit, as if urging Che Ling to return to the mountain.
The last two sentences are about Che Ling's farewell and return. Che Ling, wearing a hat and covered with the afterglow of the sunset, walked alone to Qingshan, further and further. "Castle Peak" means the first sentence "from the temple, deep in its tender bamboo", pointing out that the temple is in the mountains. Traveling Alone shows that the poet stands tall. ...
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Year: Tang Author: Qian Qi
The wind sends mountain bells, and the clouds are light and the wind is light. If you want to know where the sound is, the birds are far away.
Qian Qi's poems are greatly influenced by Wang Wei. There are pictures in the whole picture, and there are poems in the pictures. Static and dynamic are closely related.
8. Ancient poems about parting written by Liu Changqing.
Evening smoke in the river gathers in the empty moon continent, looking forward to the autumn moon. I remember people in the sand crossing the water alone in the middle of the month. Everyone in the north of Muling Pass belongs to Yuyang, everyone belongs to Muling Road, and the horse belongs to Sanggan. Chu Cangshan is ancient, and Youzhou is cold in the daytime. After many battles, the city left behind several ancient families. I am everywhere, so I can hide my tears and watch them leave. I will send Liu Tang Changqing, an exquisite man, from the temple, in the depths of its tender bamboo, there comes the deep sound of the late bell, while the hat of the pilgrims carries the sunset and the distant green hills. The water town is chilly in spring, cloudy and sunny. You can't see the drizzle and wet clothes, but you can't hear the idle flowers. At sunset, there are solitary sails on the river, and the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan. If the host meets, the blue robe has been mistaken for a Confucian scholar. When I saw Wang Nan go, the water was foggy, my hands were wet with mud, and the birds were outside the desolate green hills, but there was no vastness. I saw the long river sailing alone, the five lakes in spring, and an island of white duckweed, acacia and white ping.