Shuidian returns to Gangbao, where spring is rolling with white sand. The battlefield is still close to willows, and only crows roost in the ruins of the temple. The river sheds tears for eternity, and the sun sets in the lonely village. We have always been dedicated to military affairs and worked hard for China. ——Li Mengyang of the Ming Dynasty, "Zhuxian Town" Zhuxian Town The water shop returns to the hillside, and the white sand is rolling in the spring.
The battlefield is still surrounded by willows, and only crows live in the ruins of the temple.
The river sheds tears for eternity, and the sun sets in the lonely village.
We have always been dedicated to military affairs and worked hard for China. Li Mengyang (1472-1530), whose courtesy name was Xianji and whose nickname was Kongtong, was of Han nationality. He was a native of Anhua County, Qingyang Prefecture (now Qingcheng County, Gansu Province). He moved to Kaifeng and studied calligraphy. He learned Yan Zhenqing's penmanship and was proficient in ancient Chinese poetry. He advocated " "The writing must be from the Qin and Han Dynasties, and the poetry must be from the prosperous Tang Dynasty", emphasizing the retrospect. "Zi Shu Shi" learned from Yan Zhenqing, with a neat and rigorous structure, not sticking to rules and regulations, and a strong academic spirit. He was a writer in the mid-Ming Dynasty and the leader of the first seven disciples of the Restoration School.
Li Mengyang The north wind is blowing in Luhuazhu at night, and the green lanterns under the canopy are singing in the rain. There are thousands of clouds in Shuixiu, and I don’t know where it is when the moon sets. Who is not a guest in Feng Shuchen Cave? I feel pity for you as you are separated by the flying frost. The whine seems to be afraid of the hand of the bamboo pole, and the wings are flat and the beard can pass the length of silk. The hills and trees are my hometown, and all my brothers in my hometown look at each other. Listening to you sleeping on your pillow in the cold night, the two places miss each other and have long dreams. ——Liang Youyu, Ming Dynasty, "Wearing wild geese while mooring at Hukou at night"
Hearing wild geese while mooring at Hukou at night. The north wind is mooring at Luhuazhu at night, and the wild geese are singing in the rain with green lanterns on the bottom of the canopy.
Thousands of clouds have crossed the road in Shuisu, and I don’t know where the moon has fallen in the late evening.
Who is not a guest in Feng Shuchen Cave? I feel pity for you as you are separated by the frost and snow.
The whine seems to be afraid of the hand of the bamboo pole, and the flat-winged beard can pass the length of silk.
The mountains and trees are my hometown, and my brothers in my hometown look at each other.
Listening to you sleeping on your pillow in the cold night, the two places miss each other and have long dreams. The sunny days are fleeting, and the flowers don’t always bloom well. Dedicate yourself to your husband and live a long life. The plum blossoms are still unkind, but the lonely grave has green grass. The words "Chun Yan" in front of the curtain are not embraced by the wounded. There is life and there is death, and it is better to be sooner or later. Living alone is also a husband, thinking about it makes me worried. In order to plant pine trees on the tomb, the pine trees will grow and the concubine will grow old. ——Lin Jun, Ming Dynasty, "Yan Tian Qiu Jie Women's Chronicles"
Yan Tian Qiu Jie Women's Chronicles The sunny days are fleeting, and the flowers do not always bloom well.
Dedicate yourself to your husband and you will be protected for a hundred years.
The plum blossoms are still unkind, and the lonely grave has green grass.
The words Chun Yan spoke before the curtain did not embrace the hurt.
Life will eventually come to an end, sooner or later.
Being alone is also a husband, and thinking about it makes me worried.
To plant pine trees on graves, the pine trees will grow and the concubine will grow old. Before the frost, yellow leaves cover the autumn mountains, and thin bamboos and sparse flowers bloom in the evening. When I am old and my bones are gone, I think about myself, and the clouds and water are related to each other in the coming days. After three sleeps in the willows, I am thinking about playing on the chessboard. Fortunately, the chef is ashamed to cut it alone, and the frozen pear is ashamed to change its appearance. ——Ming Dynasty·Lin Jun "Persuading Drivers to Tell the Rhymes of Huai Cidong"
Persuading Drivers to Tell the Rhymes of Huai Cidong Before the frost, yellow leaves cover the autumn mountains, and thin bamboos and sparse flowers are free in the evening.
As I grow old and lose my strength, I think about myself, and the clouds and water are related to each other.
Besides sleeping in the willows for three times, I am thinking about playing the chessboard.
Fortunately, the chef is ashamed to cut it alone, and the frozen pear is ashamed to change its appearance.