Luo Yin (833-909), whose real name is Heng, the word Zhaoji, self-named Jiangdongsheng, was a native of Hangzhou Xincheng (now Xindeng Town, Fuyang District, Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province). Tang Dynasty writer, poet, and poet.
Luo Yin was born in a family of Han Confucianism, studied hard when he was young, and was smart and literate, but the road to the imperial examination was bumpy, and he was a scholar in ten examinations for 28 years, and he never reached the top. In the spring of the twelfth year of Xiantong (871), he entered Hunan to observe the envoy Yu Guimu and served as the chief bookkeeper of Hengyang. Later, he was engaged in Huai and Runzhu towns, but they were unexpected. In Guangming (880), Luo Yin was blocked from going north, so he lived in seclusion in Jiuhua Mountain, Chizhou. In the third year of Guangqi (887), he returned to Qian Biao, the king of Wuyue, and successively served as Qiantang Ling, Si Xun Langzhong, and gave the middle position, and then died in the third year of Liang Kaiping (909) after the fifth generation.
Although Luo Yin has not been white in his life, his achievements in the history of literature are obvious to all. When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, my sister was already a junior high school student. One day, she took the language and said to me, Luo Yin's poem "Wei Cheng Meets the Old Man" is really well written! Look. I took the book, read it silently, and memorized it by heart. The poem says:
Twice a year, the Jinjiang River is toured, the first is the spring breeze and the second is the autumn.
Fangcao has affection and hinders horses, and good clouds cover the building everywhere.
The mountains will not hate and break their hearts, and the water will leave the sound and flow into dreams.
Today, because you try to look back, the smoke and trees are separated from Mianzhou.
This is the first poem that Luo Yin was included in the teaching text, and today, the advertising cost alone is probably very considerable. After the poet returned to King Qian, his life was secured, his vanity was moderately satisfied, and he was in a good mood. In addition to official business or tolerance, he indulged in landscapes, visited his hometown, and wrote a lot of good poems. The true character of a merry and talented man is unforgettable for the past rhymes. He went to see Zhongling prostitute Yunying in private, and Ying asked: Luo Xiucai hasn't taken off his white yet? He sighed and said: I am already disheartened if I don't do the first ten moves, and I am still very happy that the king of money does not give up, and I am still very happy to be an errand under him. Yun Yingzhi treats each other with wine. Luo Yin immediately gave the poem cloud:
Zhong Ling was drunk for more than ten springs, and saw Yun Ying's upper body again.
I am not famous, I am not married, and I am not as good as others.
During his tenure in Qiantang Ling, Luo Yin was also obsessed with the scenery and allusions of his hometown, and he wrote "Jiangnan Xing" with deep affection
The river smoke is wet and the rain is soft, and the desert hill is shallow.
The water country is sentimental and affectionate, and the night trough is full of wine and silver.
The filament shakes the willow and condenses the sky, and Wu Wangtai is in a spring dream.
The mandarin ducks and ducks can't be aroused, and the green water is tiled to sleep in the east wind.
The moon on the side of the road in Xiling is quiet, and the oil is light and the car is small.
I guess that when the poet was writing Su Xiaoxiao, he would inevitably think of another talented woman, Bao Linghui, who wrote "Qian Tang Su Xiaoge" was all the rage, so let them be in the same frame.
Attached to the Southern Dynasty poetess Bao Linghui "Qian Tang Su Song":
The concubine rode the oil and blue car, and Lang rode the green horse.
Where to knot the concentric, under the pines and cypresses of Xiling.
Bao Linghui is a female writer of the Southern Dynasties, a native of Donghai (now Tancheng County, Linyi City, Shandong Province), and the sister of the famous writer Bao Chao.