Nalan Rong Ruo was born in the eleventh year of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty, and was a native of Zhenghuangqi. His ancestors entered the customs from the Dragon in the early Qing Dynasty, and his father Mingzhu was an official of the Kangxi Dynasty. Rong is a talented scholar who studies classics and history extensively, and is good at calligraphy, painting, riding and shooting. Seventeen are students, and eighteen have passed the provincial examination. At the age of twenty-two, he was a scholar and was a first-class bodyguard at the end of Jin Dynasty. He often accompanied Kangxi to patrol the frontier fortress. At the age of 31, he died of a cold.
Nalan wrote 20 volumes of Children's Anthology, but his greatest achievement was in ci. His poems are fresh and beautiful, with a unique sense of realism and sharpness, pointing directly at his true heart, which has produced a sensational effect of "everyone competing to sing" after his woodcut was published. Behind him, Nalan was praised as "the first poet in Manchu Dynasty" and "the first scholar", and was highly respected by scholars in Qing Dynasty. Wang Guowei praised him for "observing things with natural eyes and expressing feelings with natural tongue". ..... Since the Northern Song Dynasty, there has only been one person. "
In the Republic of China, Nalan was still a typical example of the early death of a famous gifted scholar. This is a proof: Mr. Zhang Henshui wrote in History of the Spring and Autumn Period and Ming Dynasty that a gifted scholar died in his prime when he was only 30 years old, and his friend was very afraid:' Seeing the words written on weekdays, I expected that he, like Nalan Rong Ruo, could not live forever ... "
And Nalan Rong Ruo's words, or words about love or friendship, never criticized the superstructure, nor did he care about the working people. Even his words describing the scenery of the frontier fortress are shrouded in nostalgia and melancholy, and cannot be used as a cover for "praising the great rivers and mountains of the motherland."
Therefore, when commenting on Nalan Ci, every contemporary anthology should say something like "thin and narrow content" and "low ideological level". In the books compiled by contemporary people, Nalan and Nalan's ci became the lace of literary history and became a dispensable idle pen.
I like the name Nalan Rong Ruo. The scenery is amazing: my mind is secluded and my spirit is slightly graceful. At the mention of this name, the talented people in troubled times are charming and vivid.
I like what Nalan Rong Ruo said. From the beginning, I inadvertently read that "one generation and two people have won two ecstasy in their lives." Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? Looking back, it is easy to beg from the blue bridge and rush into the blue shipwreck. If you visit Oxford, you will forget poverty relatively. " I fell in love with it. Nalan was praised as "the first poet in Manchu Dynasty" and "the first scholar", and was highly praised by scholars in Qing Dynasty. Wang Guowei praised him for "observing things with natural eyes and expressing feelings with natural tongue". ..... Since the Northern Song Dynasty, there has only been one person. "His writing is fresh and graceful, with a unique true feeling, pointing to the heart, beautiful and fresh in style, without any modification, and a lot of sadness.
Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? Looking back, it is easy to beg from the blue bridge and rush into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively. -Nalan Rong Ruo's "Flower Hall Spring"
Confidant. who is it? It's over. Won and missed his life. Love is as ruthless as ever, don't regret it clearly. Looking back on Mo Daofang, it is easy to change. Take care of yourself. Show Iraq the maze and come back, wash away the rain and wash away the legacy. -Nalan Rong Ruo's Lotus Cup
It is windy and rainy, but it is not accurate. She leaned over and looked at the moon, the moon, the whisper, and the smell of her body. The soft wind blows through the window screen, and the heart is separated from the horizon. From then on, in the late spring, when the spring comes and the sun sets, she is the only one who misses it leisurely. -Nalan Rong Ruo's "Qingping Music"
Bleak Lancheng looks old, afraid of feelings, and does not make pity sentences. Pavilion tears lean on flowers and worry about nothing, where is the fragrance floating? Looking back at Old Yue Ming Road, the cuffs are fragrant and cold, and the heart is bitter than Qiulian. Hugh said, if you live in flowers, people who love flowers will go to spend without owners. -Nalan Rong Ruo "The Recent Flowers"
Peach blossom is ashamed to die heartlessly, and grateful to Dongfeng. Blow off the delicate red and fly into the window with regret. Who pities Dongyang's hard work and thinness is also careless about spring. Not as good as hibiscus, a cold feeling. -Nalan Rong Ruo, "Mulberry Picking"
Candles swaying, cold and sparse, just want to wake up. Don't sleep alone without thinking about it. The sky is blue and there is an appointment between heaven and earth. It is difficult for a silver-haired man to communicate with a China man, but he is willing to endure the wind and rain. -that blue Rong Ruo's "Minus Magnolia"
Who put the ice wheel on the sea? The sky is full of disappointment. Never say goodbye, but on a beautiful night, tears are always zero. We should only meet again under the blue sky, and that is this life. Can survive this life, just when I was in a hurry, I thought of you again. -Nalan Rong Ruo, "Mulberry Picking"
Write down Luo Shen lightly, knowing that a smile is a deep frown. Ten days of poor spring. Cover the thin cold and apply soft barriers, and hold a thin shadow to rely on Fang Yin. I couldn't accidentally smell the incense dust. -Nalan Rong Ruo's "Huanxi Yarn"
Sitting in the dust, blowing orchids. Tea name dragon and phoenix group, fragrant mandarin duck cake. Jade bureau plays chess, anti-amphibious shadow Huahuayueyue is never idle. Don't let lovesickness wake you up. -Nalan Rong Ruo "Life Checker"
If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Looking back at the Lishan dialect, it will stop at midnight, and you will not complain when you cry. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before. -The Magnolia Medal of Blue Rong Ruo.
It is more difficult to harvest shark beads because flowers are like running water. I often dare not comb my hair after I get sick. All the way to Lv Yun to repair bamboo, half the window is full of sorrow. I just put the curtain hook down. -Nalan Rong Ruo's "Huanxi Yarn"
It's hard to remember the long strip, and Yingying has been separated from Yinwan ever since. There will be no snow and destruction. When the bluebird cuts the brocade, the jade bug cuts the spring flag overnight. Can't help trying. -Nalan Rong Ruo's "Huanxi Yarn"
Leng Xiang dreamed of Hongqiao and the city. Peach blossoms on the moon, and spring rains break the yan house. Who can beat drums and break their hearts after a long farewell? Dark loss of youth, a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn. -Nalan Rong Ruo, "Mulberry Picking"
Keep the cherry pit warm and the butterfly feathers cold. The east wind blows green and fades away. I don't believe that I will languish all my life, accompanied by songbirds. Looking back at the moon shadow, the fragrance blows. Flowers spread the sound of the jade hairpin, green windows ask dreams, and send them for the rest of my life. -Nalan Rong Ruo's "South Gezi"
Swallows return to flowers and wither, and it will be early and bright. It's just the general scenery and two moods. I still remember, in the shadow of peach blossom, I vowed to live. Looking back at the beautiful red seal on the blue paper, I can see the stars in spring. Take a break from the lonely secret agreement and learn from the deep alliance. After a few words, there was a dewdrop on the wet screen. -"Red Window Moon" by Nalan Rong Ruo
Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze. Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west. -Nalan Rong Ruo, "Mulberry Picking"
Xie Gu compound is more disabled, and Yan Su carved beams. On the silver wall of the moon, you can't tell which flower is fragrant. This feeling has been recalled by myself, and it is scattered. After a storm comes a calm, but I had a dream eleven years ago. -Nalan Rong Ruo, "Mulberry Picking"