Introduction: Chen Youyi should be underestimated as a poet of the Song Dynasty, and I only recently learned about this person. His poetry is very well written, but unfortunately we didn't learn it in the textbooks. You can read it, and I personally think that his use of words and ideas is not inferior to Li Bai Dufu.
Chen Youyi (1090-1139 January 1), the word to Fei, the name Jianzhai, Han nationality, his ancestors lived in Jingzhao (now Xi'an, Shaanxi), since the great-grandfather Chen Xiliang moved from Meizhou to Luoyang, so he is a native of Luo (now Luoyang, Henan). He was born in the fifth year of Emperor Zhezong of the Song Dynasty (1090) and died on November 29, the eighth year of Shaoxing of the Southern Song Dynasty (January 1, 1139). An outstanding poet in the late Northern Song Dynasty and early Southern Song Dynasty, the poet respected Du Fu, fresh and bright in the early stage, and majestic and depressed in the later periodAt the same time, it also works in filling in the words, although the words exist in the present although only more than ten songs, but it has a unique style, the bold place is especially close to Su Shi, the meaning is superb, the pen is horizontal, sparse and bright, natural and harmonious, the author of "Jian Zhai Collection".
Rain watching
Song · Chen and Yi.
The mountain guest dragon bell does not solve the cultivation, and the open Xuan sits and watches the sunny weather.
The front river and the back ridge are cloudy, and thousands of forests send the sound of rain.
The sea pressure bamboo branch is low and relifted,
The wind blows the corners of the mountains.
Don't think the house is leaking and dry
Just about to wash the armor of the dragons.
"Sending People Back to Beijing".
Outside the door, the rules are endless, and the sunset in the mountain village is long.
The old country has no soldiers and horses, and there is still a period of sorrow when it comes to returning.
One of the "Two Songs of Spring".
There are songbirds in the garden trees, and the red and green are in the distant forest.
Suddenly, there are good poets in their eyes, and it is difficult to find the syntax of arrangement.
"Edict".
Hearing the emperor at the foot of Ziyang Mountain, the edict was bowed in front of the Tibetan steps.
The green robe is green, and the new purple ribbon is goldfish.
"North Wind".
The north wind sweeps the wilderness and is sad in the twilight, and the yellow dust rises on the street.
Gu Hong hugged the hungry for thousands of miles, and his life should not be angry.
The plum blossom wants to move the sky, and Peng Fei flies to the sky.
Thousands of miles of lying trees and leaves, alone in the world is not cold.
"Beyber".
When the bottles of wine meet, Jiang Feng wants to run out. He can still be a ten-day guest, and he has published poems for several years.
There is no strength for the world, and there is a thrilling parting. It's good for the Antarctic Pillar, and the Lieutenant travelers are sad.
"Peony".
As soon as Hu Chen entered the Han Pass, the road to Yiluo was long for ten years.
Longzhongke on the bank of Qingdun Creek, independent east wind to see peonies.
"Ascending Yueyang Tower" (Part 1).
The east river of Dongting is west of the river, and the curtain does not move and the sunset is late.
Ascend to the Wushu horizontal land, and migrate to the lakes and mountains when they want to twilight.
Thousands of miles to travel is still far away, and it is more difficult to rely on danger for more than three years.
In the white-headed hanging ancient wind and frost, the old wood is infinitely sad.
"Second Rhyme Yin Qian's Feelings".
Hu Er looked at Huaichun again, and sighed that he was still a countryman
Can make Cuihua Zhouyu County, who holds the white feather to calm the wind and dust?
In five years, the world is endless, and thousands of miles of rivers and lakes are in the body.
It is said that Jinling is a dragon and tiger, and the ministers are lost.
"Wounded Spring".
The temple has no way to calm down, and sits on the sweet spring to shine on the sunset peak.
At the beginning of the war, I heard about war horses, but I didn't know that the poor sea saw the flying dragon.
The lonely minister has 3,000 feet of frost hair, and the fireworks weigh 10,000 per year.
A little like Changsha to Yantu, the tired soldiers dare to commit dogs and sheep.
"Juyi Xing".
When it was in turmoil, he knew that he was happy, and Juyi felt that the Central Plains was better.
The Baling River is uneven in October, and the north wind blows down thousands of miles.
The leaves of Dongting are sparse and the autumn sound is stopped, and the Yellow Emperor is happy to strike the Sichuan Gao.
Junshan is in the twilight of the year, and the sky reflects the white of Hunan.
The world is full of strong men and sorrows, and the war is undecided.
Yangzhou Yunqi was depressed, and Bai Shou frequently returned to pray privately.
After the victory is wrong, there is no way to chase, and Fan Litu should be more and more deserved.
The emperor has no remorse for the disaster, and the gentleman is cautious of the time.
I hope that the royal family will be heard and the ministers will sleep peacefully for the rest of the day.
Except for the night two (one of them).
The firecrackers in the city have been retired, and the river has not been settled.
The eventful sideburns change with the season, and the lights are bright to the heart.
It's gratifying to talk about the old years, and it's amazing to be around.
Tomorrow Yueyang will go upstairs, and the island smoke and lake fog will see the spring life.
"Poppy Beauty, Daguang Ancestor Xi Drunk Long and Short Sentences".
Zhang Fan still scratched his head when he wanted to go, and he was even more drunk with Jun's wine. Poetry waits for the spring breeze every day, but after the peach blossoms bloom, it is in a hurry.
The singing is frequently swallowed by pedestrians, remembering the snow in front of the bottle. The Ming Dynasty woke up the great river, loaded with a boatload of hatred to Hengzhou.