Jealous Flowers
Last night it started to rain, and the begonias were light and delicate. The beautiful woman came out of the orchid room at dawn, went to the mirror and put on red makeup. Ask Langhua, is she so servile? Langdao is not as graceful as flowers. The beauty heard this and became jealous, not believing that a dead flower is better than a living person. Crush the flowers into pieces and throw them in front of the man: Please let him sleep with the flowers today!
Viewing Aoshan Mountain
The guards are tight and the night is lonely. Dengshan suddenly saw Cui Zhaoxun. Liu Ao rides together in the Immortal Mansion. Two magpies connect to form the Emperor's Bridge. Stars and pearls pave the brocade. The golden shadows of the moon are chaotic in Qiong Yao. Taking care of yourself, you have climbed to Gouling Mountain. Why should Qin Ji play the flute?
Beauty facing the moon
Jiao'e, with a slanted bun, lies down late at night. The pear blossoms are still and birds are perched on the branches. It's hard to tell people what's on your mind. Talk about knowing the blue sky and the bright moon.
Song of Peach Blossom Temple
Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Temple; Peach Blossom Fairy grows peach trees and picks peach blossoms to sell for wine money. When you are sober, you just sit in front of the flowers; when you are drunk, you sleep under the flowers; when you are half awake and half drunk, day after day, the flowers fall and bloom year after year. I hope that I will die in the midst of flowers and wine, and do not want to bow in front of carriages and horses; the carriage dust and horses are enough for the rich, and the wine cup branches are for the poor. If you compare the rich and the poor with the humble, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; if you compare the poor with chariots and horses, he has to drive and I have nothing to do. Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others because they can't see through it; there are no tombs of heroes from the Five Tombs, and there are no flowers or wine to cultivate the fields.
Inscribed on Bizaoxuan
The basic structure of the painting hall is painted on the boat. Green water ripples with green algae. The waves make the sun shine on the building. The smoky view from the window is floating in the sky. The curtains hang down and the flowers bloom. Fish play in the reflection of the railing. A brief review of Qian's poets. Might as well call it the Crystal Palace.
I love the fragrance of autumn
I paint the long blue river water, and I love the sadness of the maple leaves on the evening pavilion. The autumn moon shines brightly on the Buddhist temple, and cigarette smoke curls around the sutra tower.
Words of ambition
If you don’t refine elixirs, you won’t meditate, and if you don’t work as a merchant, you won’t plow the fields. When you have time to write, just sell it on the green hills, and don’t make money to do evil in the world!
Notes: ①Alchemy elixir - refers to cultivating immortality and seeking the Tao. From Zen - Believe in Buddhism and recite sutras.
②Merchant-doing business. Plowing the fields - farming.
③Write "Selling on Qingshan" - refers to selling paintings.
Words and feelings
Laughing, dancing and singing wildly for fifty years, having fun among flowers and sleeping in the moon. The name spreads all over the country, but no one cares about the lack of wine money in the waist. I am ashamed to call myself the author of poems and poems, and many people call me a god. These must be done diligently, without losing an inch of the sky in your heart.
Warning
Everything in the world is like a boat hanging a short canopy, moving to the west bank or east. The moon was missing and full several times, and the south wind and north wind were blowing several times. As time goes by, no one is better than a thousand days. In the depth of spring, flowers sometimes turn red. You must endure what is right or wrong, and you will become half-demented and half-deaf.
Warning to the world
Everything depends on God, don’t ask for it, your descendants will be far away. Stop being careless after drinking three glasses of wine, and you will be able to stop it if you get the wind. How long will it take to cause trouble and how long will it take to end the harm to everyone? It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. We should look back and look at the future.
Drinking wine and singing under the flowers
Ninety years of spring time throws a shuttle, drinking wine and singing in front of the flowers. How many days can the flowers bloom on the branches and how many days can there be in the world? Good flowers are difficult to plant and will not bloom. Youth is easy to pass and will never come back again. If you don’t get drunk in front of flowers in life, life will be dull even if flowers laugh.
The Chang Gate is the matter
The paradise of the world is Wuzhong, and there is a Chang Gate in it that is more powerful. There are three thousand green sleeves up and down the building, and there are millions of gold in the water from west to east. The sales at Wu Geng market are never the same. The dialects in the four distant places are always different. If the painter is asked to draw a picture, the painter should say that painting is difficult.
Poetry about chickens, inscribed with one of the pictures of the golden rooster announcing the dawn
Wuju Wenguan with five-colored feathers, a cry that scatters the stars all over the sky; copper pots with jade leaks under the golden gate, how many princes rein in their horses to listen .
Poetry about chickens, inscribed with the second picture of the golden rooster crowing the dawn
The red crown on the head does not need to be cut off, and the body is covered with snow and walks into the future; I dare not speak lightly in my life, and thousands of houses will open when I call it .
Poetry about chickens, inscribed with a picture of a golden rooster announcing the dawn, Part 3
The crown and brocade feathers are stained with blood, and the feathers are new and high-spirited; visitors to the sky outside the Ming Dynasty gate immediately listen to the first sound.
An Autumn Picture of the Suburbs of Zhou Dongcun, Inscribed by the Painter
The carp is fastened to the boat by the strong wind, and the cold mountains on both sides of the bank have been raining; a ray of setting sun has returned to the wild geese, and the white duckweed and red polygonum are in the wild pond in autumn.
Bohu pretends to be a beggar and composes poems to cheat people out of wine
Up and up and up again, all the way to the high mountains. With your head raised, the red sun and white clouds are low, and you can see all the seas and lakes.
Injury
The white dew is desolate, and the flowers are fragrant; the hibiscus is easy to wither, and the cinnamon branches are destroyed; the road is lost and there is no way to go, where can I follow; the dawn moon The beautiful dusty beams are illuminated by the spring sun during the day; the scenery is disturbed by the memory of the past, and the liver is cracked and the soul is flying.
Night reading
I lay down on my pillow at night and think carefully. I think that my hair on my temples will turn gray with time, and I don’t know when my belt will turn yellow. People say that you will jump three times after death, but I want to do one while alive. When the name is unknown, the heart is immortal, and I turn on the light to read the article.
The Qilu poem was presented to his mentor Liang Chu to show his ambition to win the championship
The ambition was not to chase the woodcutter and fishermen, but the fate of the Qin Dynasty was almost ready to be swept away; the sword is worth a hundred gold and can only be read, and the jade was deposed three times and was ignored. Sell ??everything. Red silk dares to look forward to next year's cakes, but yellow silk is deeply ashamed of writing today; three strategies are promoted that are not ancient poems, how can God boast about them?
Inscribed on the Picture of a Boat Sinking in a Stone Field
There are wonderful people in the Dongting, and the buildings are inhabited by clouds and clouds; the windows and couches are like painted boats, and the mountains and rivers are clear and beautiful.
Flowing Water Poetry
Shallow water, long and endless, endless coming and going. It flows eastward in twists and turns, and it is difficult to stop it due to mountains and ridges. Ask Yi Benteng when to rest, he will not look back until he reaches the sea.
Zhang Mengjin modified flowing water poems
Shallow water, intermittent and continuous, clear in the mountains and turbid out of the mountains. It’s hard to turn back after all the twists and turns, and I sob and cry day and night. Wen Yi was so sad that he regretted leaving the valley in the first place.
Inscribed on the wall of Wu Zixu Temple
The white horse once rode on the sea tide, which is why Wu said that he was in the previous dynasty. There were many injustices in front of him, and he was willing to borrow the sword from the general.
Crying prostitute Xu Su
Qingbo’s double robe has disappeared without a trace, and the love is lingering and the resentment is heavy. The remaining powder, yellow and raw silver touches the face, so the fragrance of clothes is sent to the jade breast. The moonlight flowers fall in front of the lamp, and people meet in their dreams at the end of spring. If I am still young, I would like to teach you how to meet you in my dream.
Inscribed on Zhang Mengjin's half-length portrait of a beautiful woman
Her natural beauty is very delicate, but it is a pity that she is half-waisted; but she hates that the painter was ignorant and failed to describe the touching scenes.
Picture of chrysanthemum
The yellow flower has no owner and is left alone in the winding path; spend all your money on makeup, and the color of your life will be in the west wind.
Qilu Poems Ode to Qiyun Mountain
It has been more than nine months since the fall of the suburban garden, and the Qiu Mountain is celebrating its first day. The colors of the frost forest are all painted, and the wild goose characters are half-empty in cursive script. noodle? We have a close friendship with Y Cai, but we have little contact with Brother Kong Fang. A blessing in disguise. The chest feels quiet and empty.
Inscribed on the stone chamber wall of Qiyun Mountain
Qiyun Mountain is aligned with the wall of the stone chamber, and the green mountains around are all low. The geese from north to south are separated from each other, and only the sun and moon are allowed to pass east and west.
Picture of the Wan Fan in Autumn Wind
When autumn comes and the Wan Fan is collected together, why should a beautiful woman value feelings? Please take a closer look at the world's situation, most people will not follow the hot weather!
Visit Zhenjiang and climb Jinshan Mountain and Jiaoshan Mountain
The world's roads are north and south, and the ground has been turbulent for ancient and modern times; in spring, travelers are sad and their hair turns white, and the soldiers burn gold in the garden.
Tang Bohu and Zhu Zhishan chanted a couplet about strange rocks
The strange rocks are leaning against the clouds, and they have been thrown for a few years now. The moss grows on the hair because of the rain, and the wisteria pierces the nose and is carried by the wind. I never eat grass by the stream, and it has been difficult to cultivate the fields in Longshang since ancient times. I hate killing the shepherd boy but I can't afford the whip, the sound of the flute hangs over the sunset smoke.
Missing Shen Jiuniang on Yangzhou Road
Looking at the two places far apart, I shed tears at the door and dropped my cloth robe. Yangliu Xiaoyan is emotionally disturbed, and Lihua Muyu is in a dream. The clouds cover the virtual gold house of Chu Pavilion, and the phoenix enters Wushan and plays the jade flute. Tomorrow the river bridge will look back again, and the moon will shine brightly, and the old friend will be thousands of miles away.
I went to Tang Yin to tell the story of the unconfused tooth in Taohua Temple, and painted and wrote it
Fish, soup, rice and rice are good for life, and the years pass by in a blink of an eye. Why should we be evil if we are lazy, and we are not rich? Don't worry about poverty. There is a pot of golden vines in the monk's room, and three cups of frozen spring in the wild shop. I hate myself for not being talented but still celebrate myself. I am a peaceful man who has had nothing to do for half his life.
Later modification
Tian Yi Dao is planning to live his whole life, but his forties are fleeting at the blink of an eye; good is also lazy, so why should it be bad? Wealth is not what we hope for, so we don’t worry about poverty. There is a pot of golden vines in the monk's room, and three cups of frozen spring in the wild shop; such a blessing cannot be eliminated, and a peaceful man will be in poverty for half his life.
Picture of Smiling Flowers
Last night it started to rain, and a few begonias were light and delicate. The beautiful woman came out of the orchid room at dawn and went to compare her makeup in the mirror. Asking the man how beautiful the flower is, his face is good, but the man is not as graceful as the flower. The beautiful lady became coquettish and angry when she saw the words. She didn't believe that a dead flower was better than a living person. Crush the flowers into pieces and throw them in front of the man, asking him to sleep with them tonight.
To my Japanese friend Hikokuro
I visited China twice, and when I returned home I was praised for my experience. The sword is worn by the emperor in Ding Nian, and the stars in the morning and midnight are reflected in the fairy tree. Li Ge bids farewell to his three-year guest, and travels across the sea of ??whales to conquer Wanli's home. If I had to do this trip again, would I have to break it off? \A flower.
Note: Original note: Hikokuro returned to Japan and wrote poems to commemorate the poem. He wrote while sitting, which was very unprofessional. In the midsummer of Renshen in the seventh year of Zhengde, there is a letter written by Tang Yin in Gusu, Gusu.
The picture of the solitary clouds falling off the clouds
There is no trace of the solitary clouds falling in the mist among the beaded curtains of the painted building. I have wanted to see Wang Nanhai for thousands of years, and I once borrowed a gust of wind from the Dragon King.
Poetry for Prince Ning
Reciting a four-rhyme poem without hesitation. Who do you want to talk to? White heads are also good for hairpins and flowers, and the bright moon will hardly shine on the wine. One day of leisure brings immeasurable blessings, and I spend a thousand years making fun of people. The day is full of right and wrong, and you ask me how I still don’t know?
Drunk Poetry
Under the green peach tree, the big-footed Mo Polang did not mention the copper coins, but first laid a reed mat bed.
The Poor Man's Song
In the ten dynasties, if the wind and rain fall into coma, the eight wives and children will complain of hunger. The letter is an innocent joke on me. No one comes to buy the fan-head poem. The white-haired old man in Qingshan is stubborn, and his life of pen and inkstone is hard. If the people in the paddy field on the lake don’t want it, who will buy it for my painting of Zhongshan? The wind and rain in the deserted village are mixed with the crow of chickens,? I am ashamed of my old wife. I plan to sell a new bamboo shoot, but the price of bamboo shoots in the market is as low as mud. I don't always work on calligraphy, painting, poetry, and make a living in it. If you are willing to think that the money in Dou Li's bag is small, it will help Mr. become poor all day long. The white door is covered with red hibiscus, and there are geese, ducks and wives and children next to each other. It’s hard to imitate natural interests, and you won’t feel hungry even if you don’t smoke for three days.
Words about Love of Vegetables
The taste of vegetables should not be taken lightly. What would a person do without this taste? Scholars know this position and their careers will be prosperous, farmers know this flavor and their food will be abundant, skilled craftsmen know this flavor and their crafts will be refined, and merchants will know this flavor and their goods will increase their profits. I hope everyone knows this taste. Can this taste be different from the common people? I love vegetables, and people love meat. There is too much meat in the belly of a wise man. There is a bowl of yellow rice porridge in the kitchen, which means you will have peace and happiness in your three lives.
Picture of poems inscribed in Tao Valley
During a night of marriage-related travel, we talked about short words to get to know Nihong. At that time, I made Tao Chengzhi, so why should I respect the redness in front of me?
Fifty-Character Poems
I have been laughing and dancing and singing wildly for fifty years, enjoying myself among the flowers and sleeping in the moon. The name is spread all over the country, but no one believes that he has no money for wine. The poems and poems claimed that he was the author, and everyone suspected that he was a god. These must be done diligently, without losing an inch of the sky in your heart.
Satire on the alchemist
He wears tattered clothes and a rag skirt, and tells everyone he knows how to burn silver. Why don't you burn some for your own use and sell it to others at the head of the river?
Poetry of Falling Flowers
The peach blossoms are all gone and the apricot blossoms are empty. The blooming and falling are about the same every year; since the festival is approaching the evening of March, why should people hate the fifth watch wind? The eaves are straight and the curtains are broken. The clothes are green, and the top bricks are as bright as brocade. When you pick it up in the Cala Luo Fang Parry, a pair of mandarin ducks are right in the middle.
Tire of Tired Embroidery Picture
The night lily blossoms fill the garden with fragrance, and the beauty stops embroidering to express her feelings. All the flowers are embroidered with freshness and skill, but only mandarin duck embroidery can't be done.
The Ruler of "Qishu Yihen"
Buddha said that emptiness can also be measured, and emptiness is longer than hatred; the silver-flowered treasure and golden star ruler can recognize the fragrance of ten delicate fingers.
The Knife of "Qi Shu's Remaining Regret"
The crest of a phoenix crosses the snowflakes and cuts through the murky water of Wusong River; only the tears of lovesickness are difficult to cut, so old marks are broken and new marks are connected.
The Needle of "Qi Shu Yi Regret"
When I was begging for skills in front of the building, I used gold needles and jade fingers to play with spring silk; the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl held annual gatherings, but unfortunately their faces were never seen apart.
The Embroidery Bed in "Qishu's Regret"
It's sad to say goodbye to the flowers after the moon sets, but the dream of the beauty of the spring tree is short and long; only the needle and thread on the embroidery bed are there, and the remaining velvet leaves the fragrance of mouthfeel. .
The lamp holder of "Qi Shu's Remaining Regret"
Three feet of silver lanterns are burning across the tent, and the joy is unfinished and the marriage is broken up; may the education be turned into a treasure of light, shining through the underworld.
Poems on Deathbed
If you are born in the world of the sun and have an end, there is no harm in returning to the underworld after death. The earth and the underworld are all similar, just like wandering in a foreign land.
Eleven poems of Hua Yue Yin and Pearl Body 1
When the flowers are blooming, the moon is bright, and the flowers are like Luoqi and the moon is like silver. There are thousands of flowers in the soft moon, and there are brilliant flowers in the previous month. How interesting is the moonlight? How many months does it take to spend a lot of energy? Waiting to see the moon fall and the flowers remaining in the night, I am worried about killing the person who asks the moon among the flowers!
Eleven poems of "Hua Yue Yin" with bead body 2
The moon turns and the shadows of flowers on the east wall are heavy, and the flowers greet the moon as if they are graceful. The sentimental moon shines on the dew among the flowers, and the interpretive flowers shake the moon under the wind. The clouds break through and the moon reveals the beauty of the flowers, and the flowers sleep under the bright moonlight late at night. How many times in life are there flowers and moons? The moonlight and the fragrance of flowers are the same everywhere.
Eleven verses of Hua Yue chanting with bead body 3
With thousands of flowers and a thousand branches, the moon is round, and the sky will spend the flowers and the moon in leisure; or the flowers will be made because the moon is the master and the flower is the master. Bin and Yue Bin. I will drink the flowers under the moon, and I will not be tired of poverty in the month before the flowers. How many do you know about good flowers and good moon? How many people are there in Nong Yue Yin Hua?
Eleven poems of the Flower and Moon Chant and the Pearl Body 4
The fragrance of the flowers and the moonlight are both suitable. Cherish the moon and pity the flowers as they lie down and turn late; the moon is falling and the flowers are scattered, and the flowers are still there. The moon prompts poetry. When you look at the moon through the flowers, there are not many shadows. With the moon, you can see the flowers with their unique appearance. How many flowers leave visitors in front of the moon, and they are drunk on the branches year after year.
Eleven poems of "Hua Yue Yin Shi" 5
The flowers and moon on a spring night are worth a thousand gold, I love the fragrance of flowers and the moonlight. The flowers bloom under the moon and the spring is silent. The flowers are shy and the moonlight is dark in the night. The cup invites the moon's shadow to come upon the flowers and makes me drunk. I hold the flower branches in my hands and sing to the moon. The bright moon is easy to lose and the flowers are easy to grow old. Don't lose your heart to appreciate flowers in the middle of the moon.
Eleven poems of Hua Yue Yin and Pearl Body 6
The bright moon on the high platform shines on the flower branches, and I think about the flowers while watching the moon. There are benefits to flowers tonight when the moon is full, but last year when the flowers were sick and the moon was dim. Drink a cup of wine to reward the moon and water the flowers, and write a poem about the flowers and the moon. Intoxicated and sleepy under the flower moon, I only worry about the flower and moon laughing at people.
Eleven poems of the song "Hua Yue" with beads in the body 7
The moon comes and the shadows of the flowers intersect, the flowers become fragrant and the moon blooms. When I love the moon, I sleep late and the flowers are still vomiting. Watch the flowers rise early and the moon is tilted. The shadows in the sky are moving and the flowers are welcoming the moon? He is busy. Remembering the floating life becomes a dream, and it must eventually come to an end.
Feelings
If you don’t refine elixirs and don’t sit in meditation, you will eat when you are hungry and sleep when you are tired. In his career, he is both a painter and a poet, tracing lace and willow edges. The bodies in the mirror look young and old, and the couple in front of the lamp have the same full moon. Thousands of happiness, thousands of drunkenness, idle people in the world and immortals on earth.
And Shen Shitian’s Poems on Falling Flowers
Don’t exaggerate about the myriad of purples and reds. Nowadays, white butterflies are passing by next door. Zhaojun met Mao Yanshou by chance, but Emperor Yang could not keep Zhang Lihua. The youth in the deep courtyard is blank, and the red sun in the plain is setting in the west. There are small bridges and flowing water in the quiet villages. There are no singing orioles or barking frogs.
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Confucian scholars are too stupid to make plans, and their business is in hair cones and inkstones. In the past, people carried wine and wrote poems in the hope of buying fish.
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To understand the first place in the imperial capital, he went back to sleep in the old thatch. There is no room for laughter in standing upright, thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are born in the pen.
Mountain climbing
Up and up and up again, up to the high mountain. With your head raised, the red sun and white clouds are low, and you can see all the seas and lakes.
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There is not much fun in sleeping, and I am not in the mood in middle age. Most people in the world are driven by chickens, and they can't help themselves to gain fame.
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Mayflies are counted in this life, and in the blink of an eye, a black head turns to a white one. How many years can a hundred years have, and there is no reason for a counterfeit bill. Where is Kong Sheng now? The Xiao Cao of the past is gone. You must drink when you are drinking, for the green hills will smile and make people sad.
Answering Wang Luji at the banquet
I looked at the heroes of the past and generously drank a glass of wine. The rebirth of righteousness despises the confidant, so he becomes a great person with others. When I look at the talents of today, I don't care about them with their hearts, but with their faces. The wine is still cold when the wine is poured in front of me, and my heart has changed while my face has not changed. A mere village has become an old one, and no one can be a hero. But I hate today's people as much as I did in the past, and sing loudly about cutting down trees and sending waves to the waves. Mr. Gan called me a strange scholar, and said that there is no one like me in the world. It's no wonder that I am mediocre and mediocre. I have wine to drink with you.
Thank the boss after understanding
It is not suitable to chase woodcutter and fishermen if you are ambitious, and you are ready to rule out the good luck. The sword is worth a hundred gold, and the jade is suddenly sold after being deposed three times. Hong Ling dares to look forward to next year's cake, but Huang Ling is deeply ashamed to write this day. The three strategies are not ancient poems, so how can God boast about them?
Lushan Mountain
How high is Kuanglu Mountain? Mountain Rain Mountain? Eat a cup of vinegar and practice glutinous rice? , ride a donkey to see Xianglu Peak.
Who is wearing a black hat on the river to cross the water? People in white clothes are gathering pine trees on the edge of the rocks. There is an old saying: "The years are left behind by grinding the cliff, but after reading it, it disappears and is repaired."