Liu Yong, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, is famous for his poems such as Boiling the Sea Song, Tizhongfeng Temple, and For Sun Kejiu, the Inner Minister. In addition, his representative poems include Cold Sorrow in Yulin Ridge, Looking at the Tide in the Southeast, Butterfly Lovers, Looking at the Dangerous Building, Autumn Sunset in Gan Caozi and so on.
Eight Sounds of Ganzhou, Storm since beginning of spring, Gardens in Sunny Days and Spring, Youth Journey on Chang 'an Ancient Road, Jade Butterfly, Looking at Rain, Gathering Clouds, Crane in the Sky, Golden List, Late Autumn in Qi, etc.
Liu Yong was a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty and a representative figure of graceful and restrained school. At the same time, he was the first poet who made a comprehensive innovation in Song Ci, and he also wrote and used the most tunes in the field of Song Ci.
Liu Yong worked hard to create slow ci, transplanted his fu method into ci, and at the same time made full use of vulgar language, which had a far-reaching influence on the development of Song ci with its unique artistic personality such as appropriate image, incisive description and plain line drawing.
Liu Yong s Influence on Song Ci;
1. Describe the feelings between men and women in the civilian class: Liu Yong's poems describe the feelings between men and women in the civilian class in large numbers, and the heroines in the poems are mostly women who unfortunately fall into the dust.
2. Description of urban life and street scenery: Liu Yong's ci shows the prosperous urban life and colorful street customs in the Northern Song Dynasty in many ways.
3. Describe the mental journey: After Liu Yong failed many times in the imperial examination, he had to run around to make a living in order to get an official position.
4. Others: Liu Yong also wrote many words praising emperors and powerful people, and also wrote some words expressing himself and lamenting the hardships of life, such as his "Qi's Family", which is the longest word in the collection of movements.
Extended knowledge
Yu Linling is cold and worried.
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
The nearest flower
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence. I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.