Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty: Xijiang Moon Walking the Huangsha Road
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
"Bodhisattva crossing the river, writing a wall in Jiangxi" Song Xin Qiji
How many pedestrians shed tears in the middle of Qingjiang River in Yugutai. Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is gloomy and there are partridges in the mountains.
"Man Jiang Hong Late Spring" Song Xin Qiji
I live in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have had a cold food. In the flower garden, there are some storms and some chaos. The red powder darkens with the running water, and the garden gradually feels clear and dense. Every year, the Erythrina flowers fall, and the cold is weak. The yard was quiet and empty. There is nothing to say, nothing to worry about. Afraid of songbirds and swallows, ...
Xin Qiji in Song Dynasty: The Bell at Midnight in Langtaosha Mountain Temple
Everything in the cup of life is empty. The ancient heroes of March 5th. Where the rain blows, Qin Gong in the Han Palace. Dream of youth, singing and dancing in a hurry. The old monk rang the doorbell by mistake in the middle of the night. I can't sleep when I wake up at the west window, Xifengjuan.
In the Song Dynasty, Xin Qiji, a broken fighter, gave Chen Tongfu a gift of sophistry.
Drunk in the dream of watching the sword under the oil lamp, dreaming back to the old days of the military camp, a horn sounded. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs. This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. It is a good idea for the emperor to complete the great cause of recovering the lost land of the country and gain a good reputation from generation to generation. Poor hair has become a white-haired man!
Xin Qiji (A.D. 1 140- 1207) was a patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. The original word Tanfu was later changed to You 'an, alias Jiaxuan, Han nationality, born in Licheng (now Jinan, Shandong). At the time of birth, the Central Plains was occupied by nomadic people. 2 1 year-old joined the anti-Jin army and soon returned to the Southern Song Dynasty. He has been to Hubei, Jiangxi, Hunan, Fujian and eastern Zhejiang. Fight for gold all your life. ? Xin Qiji's artistic styles are diverse, mainly bold and unconstrained. He once appeared in "Ten Treatises on Meiqin" and "Nine Treatises" and expounded the strategy of defending war. There are more than 600 existing poems, which express patriotic enthusiasm for restoring national unity, pour out grief and indignation that ambition is hard to pay, and condemn the humiliation and peace of the rulers at that time; There are also many works that praise the rivers and mountains of the motherland. He has a wide range of subjects, is good at using predecessors' allusions, and has a heroic style, but there is no lack of delicacy and gentleness. Xin Qiji died in the autumn of12007, at the age of 68, because of disagreement with the ruling pacifists.