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Jiang Yan (444-505), courtesy name Wentong, was a famous writer and essayist in the Southern Dynasties. He served as an official for three dynasties and was born in Kaocheng, Jiyang, Songzhou (now Quanquan County, Shangqiu City, Henan Province). When Jiang Yan was young, he was lonely, poor and eager to learn. He was able to write poems at the age of six. He lost his father at the age of thirteen. Around the age of 20, he served under the king of Xin'an Liu Ziluan and began his political career. He served in the Song, Qi and Liang dynasties of the Southern Dynasties. Jiang Yan was not very successful in his career in his early years. In the second year of Taishi (466), Jiang Yan was transferred to the court of Jianping King Liu Jingsu. Jiang Yan was implicated in the Guangling Order Guo Yanwen case and was falsely accused of taking bribes and imprisoned. He petitioned for his release in prison. Liu Jingsu conspired to rebel. Jiang Yan tried to persuade him many times, but Liu Jingsu refused and demoted Jiang Yan to be the magistrate of Wuxing County in Jian'an. In the first year of the Ming Dynasty (477) when Emperor Shun of the Song Dynasty was promoted to the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Xiao Daocheng of the Qi Dynasty came to power. He recalled Jiang Yan from Wuxing and appointed him as Shangshu Jiabulang and Hussar to join the military. He was greatly used in the military. Jiang Yan Idiom Allusion

Dream pen produces flowers

When Jiang Yan was demoted by the powerful to be the county magistrate in Pucheng, it is said that one day, he walked on the outskirts of Pucheng and rested on a hill. In his sleep, he saw a god giving him a magic pen that shone with five colors. From then on, his literary thoughts surged and he became the leader of a generation of writers. At that time, people called him "the dream pen gives birth to flowers".

Jiang Lang’s talents were exhausted

After middle age, Jiang Yan’s official career was prosperous, but the peak of his official career brought about a low ebb in his creation. The wealthy and comfortable environment made his talents decline. In the later period, he had few masterpieces handed down from generation to generation, so there is a saying that "the talent of Jiang Lang has been exhausted". According to "Poems", it is said that one night he dreamed of a man who claimed to be Guo Pu (a writer of the Jin Dynasty). He said to Jiang Yan: "I have a five-color pen that has been left with you for many years. Please return it to me." Let me take it!" Jiang Yan took it out of his arms and gave it back to the man. After that, the articles he wrote began to lose their luster. At that time, people said that talents were exhausted, so there was a saying that "the talents of Jiang Lang are exhausted". In addition to the above stories, "Southern History" also records a similar story of "Suo Jin", which happened between Zhang Xie and Jiang Yan. Literary contribution

Jiang Yan's outstanding literary achievements are reflected in his Ci and Fu. He is a master of Ci and Fu in the Southern Dynasties, and is also known as Bao Zhao. Ci Fu in the Southern Dynasties developed to "Jiang and Bao" and reached a peak. Jiang Yan's "Hate Fu" and "Farewell Fu" and Bao Zhao's "Wucheng Fu" and "Wuhe Fu" can be said to be masterpieces of poetry in the Southern Dynasties.

Jiang Yan was also a master of parallel prose in the Southern Dynasties. He was one of the most accomplished writers in parallel prose in the Southern Dynasties, as famous as Bao Zhao, Liu Jun, and Xu Ling. The most famous one is the "Book of the King of Jianping" written by him in prison to King Jianping Liu Jingsu. The article is passionate, neither humble nor overbearing, and true feelings flow between the lines. After reading Jiang Yan's petition, Liu Jingsu was deeply moved and immediately released him. In addition, Jiang Yan's "Report to Yuan Shuming" and "On Making Friends with Hidden Letters" were all famous works at that time. Although the achievements of Jiang Yan's poetry are not as good as his poetry and parallel prose, there are still excellent works, which are characterized by far-reaching meanings, especially among the Qi and Liang families. Jiang Yan's outstanding feature in his poetry is his ability to imitate the past, and his appearance is so similar that it can almost be mistaken for the real thing. Official anecdotes

In the early years of Emperor Shun of the Song Dynasty ascending to the Ming Dynasty, when Xiao Daocheng (later Emperor Gao of Qi) was assisting the government, Shen Youzhi, the governor of Jingzhou, was loyal to the Song Dynasty and raised troops to oppose Xiao Daocheng. Xiao Daocheng asked Jiang Yan, and Jiang Yan told him five reasons why Xiao Daocheng must win and Shen Youzhi must lose. The next year, Shen Youzhi was defeated and committed suicide. For this reason, Jiang Yan was highly appreciated by Emperor Qi Gao. During the Yongyuan period of Hou Hou Yongyuan in the east of Qi Dynasty, Cui Huijing rebelled and led the rebels to besiege Jiankang, the capital. The gentry and bureaucrats in the city joined the rebels one after another. Only Jiang Yan refused to go because he was ill. Cui Huijing was quickly defeated, and everyone admired Jiang Yan's foresight. Later, Xiao Yan led troops to Xinlin (southwest of today's Nanjing City, Jiangsu Province). The gentry bureaucrats did not think favorably of him, and everyone was content with it. However, Jiang Yan took off his official uniform and defected to Xiao Yan. Later, Xiao Yan became emperor and Jiang Yan was reused.

Biography of the character

In 444 AD, Jiang Yan was born in Kaocheng, Jiyang, Songzhou (now Chengzhuang Town, Minquan County, Shangqiu, Henan Province), and his hometown is located in Chengzhuang Town, Minquan County today. Grandfather Jiang Dan. His father, Jiang Kangzhi, was from Nansha Ling, elegant and talented. Jiang Yan was lonely, poor and studious when he was young. He was able to write poems at the age of six. His father died at the age of thirteen. His family was poor and he used to collect salary to support his mother. When he was about 20 years old, he taught Liu Zizhen, King of Shi'an of Song Dynasty, to read the Five Classics, and served under Liu Ziluan, King of Xin'an for a time, and began his political career.

Jiang Yan was not very successful in his career in his early years. In the second year of Taishi (466), Jiang Yan was transferred to the court of Jianping King Liu Jingsu. Jiang Yan was implicated in the Guangling Order Guo Yanwen case and was falsely accused of taking bribes and imprisoned. He petitioned for his release in prison. Liu Jingsu conspired to rebel. Jiang Yan tried to persuade him many times, but Liu Jingsu refused and demoted Jiang Yan to be the magistrate of Wuxing County in Jian'an. Many of Jiang Yan's representative works were written during his period of being demoted. In the first year of the Ming Dynasty (477) when Emperor Shun of the Song Dynasty was promoted to the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Xiao Daocheng of the Qi Dynasty came to power. He recalled Jiang Yan from Wuxing and appointed him as Shangshu Jiabulang and Hussar to join the military. He was greatly used in the military.

Searching for talents from Xuzhou in the south, the countermeasures were to advance to the top, and he was transferred to the Zuo Changshi of the Baling Kingdom. Jingsu is Jingzhou and the town of Yancong. When a young emperor ascends the throne, he often loses his virtue. Jing Su was in the upper class, and Xian persuaded him to do something about it. Yanmei calmly remonstrated and said: "Rumors bring misfortune, so the two uncles died together; when they arrived at the bureau and complained, the seven kingdoms were all killed. Your Highness does not seek the safety of the ancestral temple, but believes in the plans of the left and right, and you will see elk and frost dew living there again. The stage of Gusu is unbearable. When he arrived at Zhenjingkou, Yan joined the Zhenjun army and led the county magistrate of Nandonghai. Jingsu and Xiuxin discussed it day and night. Yan knew that disaster was about to happen, so he gave him fifteen poems to satirize him.

Lu Chengding, the prefect of Huinan and Donghai, Yan said that the county magistrate should handle county affairs, and Jingsu appointed Sima Liu Shilong. Yangu asked for it, but Jingsu was furious and told the Ministry to depose him as the Wuxing Order of Jian'an. The county was flooded for three years. At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Qi assisted the government. Hearing of his talents, he summoned him as a minister and a hussar to join the military. When Shen You, the governor of Jingzhou, made a rebellion, Emperor Gao said to Yan, "If the world is like this, what do you think?" Yan said to Yan, "In the past, Xiang was strong but Liu was weak, and Yuan Zhong and Cao were few. Yu ordered the princes, and the soldiers suffered the humiliation of a sword. Shao crossed four states and ended up being a prisoner. This is called "the virtue is not in Ding". "The emperor said: "There are many people who heard this, so I tried to think about it." "Gong Yan said. The first victory is to be strong and brave; the second victory is to be tolerant and benevolent; the third victory is to be capable and capable; the fourth victory is to be favored by the people; the five victories are to fight against rebellion in the service of the emperor. Small, it means one defeat; it is powerful but not gracious, it means two defeats; its soldiers are disintegrated, and it means three defeats; it means it is a fourth defeat that it is unfaithful to the gentry; it means that it has troops hanging thousands of miles away, but there is no support for the same evil, so it means five defeats. There are a hundred thousand jackals, but I will eventually catch them." The emperor smiled and said, "You have already talked about it." At that time, the military officials all sent flooded grass. Xiang Guojian, supplementary record office to participate in military affairs. At the beginning of the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, he also served as a member of the Hussar Yuzhang Wangji Office, led the Dongwu Order, participated in the imperial edicts, and compiled the history of the country. Looking for the assistant minister of Zhongshu. At the beginning of Yongming Dynasty, he moved Xiaoqi General to take charge of the history of the country. He became a general of Jianwu and an internal historian of Luling. After serving in office for three years, he became a general of valiant cavalry and also served as minister Zuocheng. At the beginning of the young emperor's reign, he served as his own official and also as censor Zhongcheng.

When Emperor Shun of the Song Dynasty ascended to the Ming Dynasty in the early years, when Xiao Daocheng (later Emperor Gao of Qi) was assisting the government, Shen Youzhi, the governor of Jingzhou, was loyal to the Song Dynasty and raised troops to oppose Xiao Daocheng. Xiao Daocheng asked Jiang Yan, and Jiang Yan told him five reasons why Xiao Daocheng must win and Shen Youzhi must lose. The next year, Shen Youzhi was defeated and committed suicide. For this reason, Jiang Yan was highly appreciated by Emperor Qi Gao. During the Yongyuan period of Hou Hou Yongyuan in the east of Qi Dynasty, Cui Huijing rebelled and led the rebels to besiege Jiankang, the capital. The gentry and bureaucrats in the city joined the rebels one after another. Only Jiang Yan refused to go because he was ill. Cui Huijing was quickly defeated, and everyone admired Jiang Yan's foresight. Later, Xiao Yan led his troops to Xinlin (southwest of today's Nanjing City, Jiangsu Province). The gentry bureaucrats did not think highly of him, and everyone was at peace with him. However, Jiang Yan took off his official uniform and defected to Xiao Yan. Later, Xiao Yan became emperor and Jiang Yan was reused.

Jiang Yan was an upright official, did not avoid powerful people, and spoke out and dared to give advice. After the Song Dynasty, when Liu Yu, the deposed emperor, came to the throne, he was "unruly". Liu Jingsu also listened to the opinions of the left and right, and the political situation was in danger. Jiang Yan calmly remonstrated, but Liu Jingsu was angry and refused to accept it. Jiang Yan gave fifteen poems to satirize him. When Jiang Yan was appointed censor Zhongcheng, he impeached Zhongshu Ling Xie Fei, Situ Zuo Chang Shi Wang Yi, and the Guard Chief Shi Yu Zhongyuan. He also reported that the former governor of Yizhou, Liu Tong, and the governor of Liangzhou, Yin Zhibo, had thousands of filthy treasures, and arrested them and handed them over to the court for punishment. There are countless other officials who have been impeached and punished for violating the law. Emperor Qi Ming once praised Jiang Yan face to face: "Since the Song Dynasty, there has never been a strict censor Zhongcheng. Today, you can be said to be unique in modern times."

Xiao Daocheng established the Song Dynasty on its own, and Jiang Yan was appointed as a hussar of Yu. Zhang Wangji Xiao Yi's family took Dongwu Ling and moved to Zhongshu Shilang. During the Yongming period of Emperor Wu of Qi, he served as Luling's internal history, Shangshu Zuocheng, and Guozi doctor. The young emperor Xiao Zhaoye came to the throne, and Jiang Yan was appointed as the censor Zhongcheng. During the reign of Emperor Xiao Luan of the Ming Dynasty, he also served as the prefect of Xuancheng, secretary and supervisor. Literary works Jiang Yan's works, according to the "Autobiography", are said to have ten volumes, which is a record of Jiang Yan during the Qi Dynasty. According to the records of "Liang Shu·Jiang Yan Biography", "Everyone who wrote more than a hundred articles was compiled into the front and back collections by himself." It can be seen that he later had new works, which he compiled into the two collections before and after. "Sui Shu·Jing Ji Zhi" records: "Jiang Yan Collection" is in nine volumes, and "Jiang Yan Hou Collection" is in ten volumes." "Old Tang Book" records that "Jiang Yan Qian Collection" is in ten volumes, and "Jiang Yan Hou Collection" is in ten volumes. "Ten volumes". After the Tang Dynasty, most records were in ten volumes. Hu Zhiji, a man of the Ming Dynasty, wrote "Jiang Wentong Collection Annotations". According to the original biography of "Liang Shu", he also wrote "History of Qi·Ten Records", which is lost today. Jiang Yan's poems and essays are so melancholy and ecstatic that it's just a farewell! Moreover, the Qin and Wu dynasties were far away from each other, and the Yan and Song dynasties were thousands of miles apart. Sometimes the moss begins to grow in spring, and the autumn wind blows temporarily. As a result, my heart is broken and I feel miserable. The wind whistled, and the clouds were long and strangely colored. The boat is stagnant on the waterfront, and the car is sluggish on the side of the mountain. The horse is humming coldly without stopping. Who can control the gold wine cup? The jade pillar is covered with Shi. When people lie down in sorrow, they feel as if they are dead. The sun sets on the wall and the color sinks, and the moon rises and shines. See the red orchid receiving dew, watch the green catalpa blooming from the frost. The patrolling couplets are empty and covered, the brocade curtain is caressed but it is empty and cool. Knowing how to leave the dream is like wandering, meaning that the soul is flying away. Therefore, although there is one thread, the affairs are related to all races. As far as the dragon and horse have silver saddles, Zhu Xuan embroidered scrolls, drinking in the Eastern Capital tent, and seeing off guests in the Golden Valley. The music and feathers are spread out, the flutes and drums are playing, the songs of swallows and Zhaos are hurting the beauties, the pearls and jade are beautiful in late autumn, and the Luo and Qi are delicate in spring. The frightened horses raised their heads, and the fishes in the abyss raised their red scales. It makes you cry when you break up, and you feel lonely and sad. There are the swordsman Xian En, the young reporter, the Korean Zhao toilet, and the Wu Gong Yanshi. Cutting off kindness and forbearing love, leaving the country and going home, weeping and crying, looking at each other with blood. When he drives his horses and ignores them, he sees the time when he is traveling in dust. Fang Xian feels it with a sword, not the price in the spring. The color of gold and stone changes due to the vibration, the flesh and blood are sad and the heart dies. Or the border counties were not at peace, so they joined the army without their feathers. The Liao River is endless, and the Yanshan Mountains are full of clouds. The wind is warm in the boudoir, and the grass on the street is scented. When the sun rises in the sky, the scenery is dim, and when it dews on the ground, the sky is full of light. The mirror is illuminated by red dust, and the green air is smoky. I can't bear to say goodbye to my peaches and plums, and I can't bear to say goodbye to my beloved son. As soon as we go to the end of the country, how can we meet each other? Looking at the trees as my hometown, looking at the northern beams as my eternal farewell, my left and right souls are moving, and my relatives and friends are crying. But Ban Jing is full of hatred, but he drinks wine to express his sorrow. In autumn, wild geese are flying over the sun, and when the white dew falls, the distant mountains and the long river Mekong come and go. Also, if you live on the right side of Ziyi, my concubine’s home is sunny, with the morning light of the Qiong Pei and the evening fragrance of the golden stove. You have traveled thousands of miles with your ribbon, but you cherish the beauty of the Yao grass.

I am ashamed of the harp and harp in the secluded boudoir, and I am ashamed of the yellow people on the high platform. The spring palace is the color of moss, the autumn tent contains such bright moonlight, the summer mat is clear and the days are never dusk, and the winter is so condensed that the night is so long! The brocade music has been wept for a long time, and the palindrome poems are only wounded by their shadows. There is a sergeant named Huayin, who will return to immortality after taking it. The technique is wonderful but still learned, the Tao has become silent but has not been taught. Keeping the alchemy stove without paying attention, refining the alchemy cauldron but becoming strong. Riding a crane to the Han Dynasty, flying a luan to the sky. Travel thousands of miles for a while, but see each other for a thousand years. But the world is full of farewell, but I still thank my master. There are poems about peony at the bottom, songs about beautiful women, the guard girl in the mulberry tree, and Chen E in the upper palace. The spring grass is blue and the spring water is rippling. I send you to Nanpu. How hurtful it is! Until the autumn dew is like beads, the autumn moon is like a gui, the bright moon is white dew, time passes by, I am separated from my son, and my mind wanders. Therefore, the other side is uncertain, and the thousand names are ignored. If there is any difference, there will be resentment, and if there is resentment, there will be plenty. It makes people's minds and spirits frightened, their hearts broken and their bones frightened. Although Yuan and Yun's ink is wonderful, Yan and Le's pens are exquisite, the officials of Jingui, and the heroes of Lantai are called Lingyun, and they have the sound of carved dragons, who can Can you imitate the state of temporary separation and describe the emotion of eternal farewell? ——Jiang Yan's "Farewell" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

Farewell

The Southern and Northern Dynasties: Jiang Yan

The only thing that makes people feel ecstatic is farewell! Moreover, the Qin and Wu dynasties were far away from each other, and the Yan and Song dynasties were thousands of miles apart. Sometimes the moss begins to grow in spring, and the autumn wind blows temporarily. As a result, my heart is broken and I feel miserable. The wind whistled, and the clouds were long and strangely colored. The boat is stagnant on the waterfront, and the car is sluggish on the side of the mountain. The horse is humming coldly without stopping. Who can control the gold wine cup? The jade pillar is covered with Shi. When people lie down in sorrow, they feel as if they are dead. The sun sets on the wall and the color sinks, and the moon rises and shines. Seeing the red orchid receiving the dew, watching the green catalpa blooming from the frost. Read the full text∨

Those who are in ecstasy can only say goodbye! Moreover, the Qin and Wu dynasties were far away from each other, and the Yan and Song dynasties were thousands of miles apart. Sometimes the moss begins to grow in spring, and the autumn wind blows temporarily. As a result, my heart is broken and I feel miserable. The wind whistled, and the clouds were long and strangely colored. The boat is stagnant on the waterfront, and the car is sluggish on the side of the mountain. In front of the horse, the horse hummed coldly without stopping. Who can control the gold wine cup? The jade pillar is covered with Shi. When people lie down in sorrow, they feel as if they are dead. The sun sets on the wall and the color sinks, and the moon rises and shines. Seeing the red orchid receiving dew, watching the green catalpa blooming away from the frost. The patrolling couplets are empty and covered, the brocade curtain is caressed but it is empty and cool. Knowing the wandering away from the dream, the spirit of farewell is soaring. Therefore, although there is one thread, the affairs are related to all races.

As far as dragons and horses have silver saddles, Zhu Xuan embroidered scrolls, drinking in the East Capital tent, and seeing off guests in the Golden Valley. The music and feathers are spread out, the flutes and drums are playing, the songs of swallows and Zhaos are hurting the beauty, the pearls and jade are beautiful in late autumn, and the Luo and Qi are delicate in spring. The frightened horses raised their heads, and the fishes in the abyss raised their red scales. It makes you cry when you break up, and you feel lonely and sad.

There are the swordsman Shaen, the young newspaperman, the Korean Zhao toilet, and the Wu Gong Yanshi. Cutting off kindness and forbearing love, leaving the country and going home, weeping and crying, looking at each other with blood. When he drives his horses and ignores them, he sees the time when he is traveling in dust. The feeling of Fang Xian is from a sword, not the purchase price from the spring. The color of gold and stone changes due to the vibration, the flesh and blood are sad and the heart dies.

Perhaps the border counties were not at peace, so they joined the army without their feathers. The Liao River is endless, and the Yanshan Mountains are filled with clouds. The wind is warm in the boudoir, and the grass on the street is scented. When the sun rises in the sky, the scenery is dim, and when it dews on the ground, the sky is full of light. The mirror is illuminated by red dust, and the green air is smoky. I can't bear to say goodbye to my peaches and plums, and I can't bear to say goodbye to my beloved son.

As soon as we go to the country of Jue, when will we meet again? Looking at the trees as my hometown, looking at the northern beams as my eternal farewell, my left and right souls are moving, and my relatives and friends are crying. But Ban Jing is full of hatred, but he drinks wine to express his sorrow. In autumn, wild geese are flying over the sun, and when the white dew falls, the distant mountains and the long river Mekong come and go.

Also if you live on the right side of Ziyi, your concubine’s home is in the river sun, with the morning light of the Qiong Pei and the sunset fragrance of the golden furnace. You have traveled thousands of miles with your ribbon, but you cherish the beauty of the Yao grass. I am ashamed of the harp and harp in the secluded boudoir, and I am ashamed of the yellow people on the high platform. The spring palace is the color of moss, the autumn tent contains such bright moonlight, the summer mat is clear and the days are never dusk, and the winter is so condensed that the night is so long! The brocade music has been wept for a long time, and the palindrome poems are only wounded by their shadows.

There is a sergeant named Huayin, who will return to immortality after taking it. The technique is wonderful but still learned, the Tao has become silent but has not been taught. Keeping the alchemy stove without paying attention, refining the alchemy cauldron but becoming strong. Riding a crane to the Han Dynasty, flying a luan to the sky. Travel thousands of miles for a while, but see each other for a thousand years. But the world is full of farewell, but I still thank my master.

Below are poems about peony, songs about beauties, the guard girl in the middle of the mulberry tree, and Chen E in the upper palace. The spring grass is blue and the spring water is rippling. I send you to Nanpu. How hurtful it is! Until the autumn dew is like beads, the autumn moon is like a gui, the bright moon is white dew, time passes by, I am separated from my son, and my mind wanders. Selected poems and poems: Farewell and try to see the plain, where the creeping grass lingers in the bones and the arched trees gather the soul. At this point in life, is it a matter of fate? So I hated people and was frightened. Those who remember the ancients will die of hatred. It's like the Qin Emperor pressing his sword, and the princes galloping to the west. To level the world, according to the same text, Huashan is the city and Ziyuan is the pond. The ambition is overflowing, but the force is not yet completed. The square frame is made of turtles as beams, patrolling the sea on the right to see off the sun. Once the soul is broken, the palace carriage will leave late. If the king of Zhao was a prisoner, he would move to Fangling. In the dusk, my heart beats, and I am confused and excited. Farewell the beautiful concubines and beauties, mourn the golden carriage and jade chariot. I want to drink wine, but I am filled with sadness. Long live the ages, and it’s hard to overcome a grudge. When Li Jun surrendered to the north, his reputation was humiliated and his body was wronged. Draw your sword and hit the pillar, hanging your shadow to shame your soul. My love goes to Shangjun, but my heart stays in Yanmen. Split the silk to tie the book and swear to repay Han's kindness. The morning dew is coming, what's the point of shaking hands? When Ruofu Mingfei left, he looked up to the sky and took a deep breath. Zitai is a little further away, Guanshan Wuji. The swaying wind suddenly rises, and the sun disappears in the west. The long geese fly less, and the clouds are less colorful. When will I see you, the king? Eventually it will end in a foreign land. When Jingtong arrived, he returned to the fields. Seclusion but sweeping away, blocking the door and not being an official. On the left, I look after the children. The official and ministers were separated, and the history of literature and history was ups and downs. There is no place for ambition, but endless ambition. When his husband Zhongsan was sent to prison, his spirit was high. The turbid mash is introduced in the evening, and the plain piano is played in the morning. The autumn day is desolate and the clouds are dull. The strange meaning of Yu Qingxia is unstoppable during the night of cultivation. There may be a lonely minister who is in tears and a wicked son whose heart is broken. Traveling to the sea, wandering and garrisoning Longyin, this person only hears the sad wind blowing up, and his blood is stained. It also contains sourness and sighs, and is lost in oblivion.

If you are riding on the track, cars are on the track, the yellow dust is on the ground, and songs are blowing everywhere. All smoke and fire are gone, and the bones are closed in the spring. That’s it! The spring grass is blown by the late autumn wind, and the spring grass grows when the autumn wind stops. The qiluo is complete, the pool and the pavilion are exhausted, the harp and harp are extinguished, and the hills and ridges are flat. Death has occurred since ancient times, and everyone swallows his voice with hatred. ——Jiang Yan's "Fu of Hatred"

Fu of Hatred

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Jiang Yan

Looking at the plain, the creeping grass lingers in the bones, and the arched trees gather the soul. At this point in life, is it a matter of fate? So I hated people and was frightened. Those who remember the ancients will die of hatred.

It is like the Emperor Qin pressing his sword, and the princes galloping to the west. To level the world, according to the same text, Huashan is the city and Ziyuan is the pond. The ambition is overflowing, but the force is not yet completed. The square frame is made of turtles as beams, patrolling the sea on the right to see off the sun. Once the soul is broken, the palace carriage will leave late.

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Looking at the plain, the overgrown grass lingers in the bones, and the arched trees gather the soul. At this point in life, is it a matter of fate? So I hated people and was frightened. Those who remember the ancients will die of hatred.

It is like the Emperor Qin pressing his sword, and the princes galloping to the west. To level the world, according to the same text, Huashan is the city and Ziyuan is the pond. The ambition is overflowing, but the force is not yet completed. The square frame is made of turtles as beams, patrolling the sea on the right to see off the sun. Once the soul is broken, the palace carriage will leave late.

If the king of Zhao was captured, he moved to Fangling. In the dusk, my heart beats, and I am confused and excited. Farewell the beautiful concubines and beauties, mourn the golden carriage and jade chariot. I want to drink wine, but I am filled with sadness. Long live the ages, and it’s hard to overcome a grudge.

When Li Jun surrendered to the north, his reputation was humiliated and his body was wronged. Draw your sword and hit the pillar, hanging your shadow to shame your soul. My love goes to Shangjun, but my heart stays in Yanmen. Split the silk to tie the book and swear to repay Han's kindness. The morning dew is coming, what's the point of shaking hands?

When Ruofu Mingfei left, he looked up to the sky and took a deep breath. Zitai is a little further away, Guanshan Wuji. The swaying wind suddenly rises, and the sun disappears in the west. The long geese fly less, and the clouds are less colorful. When will I see you, the king? Eventually it will end in a foreign land.

When Jingtong arrived, he returned to the fields. Seclusion but sweeping away, blocking the door and not being an official. On the left, I look after the children. The official and ministers were separated, and the history of literature and history was ups and downs. There is no place for ambition, but endless ambition.

When Jie Fu Zhongsan was sent to prison, he was in high spirits. The turbid mash is introduced in the evening, and the plain piano is played in the morning. The autumn day is desolate and the clouds are dull. The strange meaning of Yu Qingxia is unstoppable during the night of cultivation.

There may be a lonely minister who sheds tears and a wicked son whose heart is broken. Traveling to the sea, wandering and garrisoning Longyin, this person only hears the sad wind blowing up, and his blood is stained. It also contains sourness and sighs, and is lost in oblivion.

If you are riding on the track, the car is on the track, the yellow dust is on the ground, and the song is blowing everywhere. All smoke and fire are gone, and the bones are closed in the spring. Sadness, resentment and hatred are far away from you, even to Yanmen Pass. Yellow clouds cover thousands of miles, when will the wanderer return? Seeing you off is like yesterday, the eaves are already exposed. I don't hesitate to send flowers late, but my sorrow is that the road is cold. You are at the end of the world, but I am separated by my length. I hope that when I see the color, it is no different from the branches of a beautiful tree. Cuscuta and water duckweed will never move.

——Jiang Yan's "Ancient Farewell" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties

Ancient Farewell

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