Today I would like to introduce to you the late Tang Dynasty poet Xiang Si.
Introduction
According to the biography of Tang Caizi:
Xiang Si, the word Ziqian, Jiangdong people also. In the fourth year of Huichang, the king started the second person Jinshi. He was appointed as the lieutenant of Dantu County in Runzhou and died in office. On the occasion of opening, the price is very much, especially for Zhang Shuibu's knowledge and appreciation, so its poetry is quite similar to the water department, wonderful and wonderful. Young Master Zheng Xun presented a poem: "Xiang Si is in the water department, who doesn't care." "He is sparse, and food and clothing are not his original intention. At the beginning of the construction of the grass house in front of the Chaoyang Peak, the person who made the purification, the universe, wore the moss crown, the crane was clothed, the pine yin, the pillow white stone, the clear spring was drunk, and the long oh drank carefully, all so for more than 30 years. One night dirt, very humiliated. Its police union is like "the sick taste yam all over, the poor grass hall is low." "For example" the guest came to stay for the moon, and the bed moved to the mountain. "Xiadi" cloud: "Alone across the river horse, strong to see the flowers." "Sick Monk" cloud: "Don't say anything about the afterlife, still sit in the sick Zen." "Again" the lakes and mountains are thousands of stacks of green, and the doors and trees are spring. "Again" a light is sad and dreaming, and Jiumo is sick in spring. Such as" Yueming ancient poets have just arrived, and the demeanor of the idle monk has not returned. "Palace People Enter the Dao" cloud: "Will knock on the new Zhaipan, but enter the old Zhengyang of Zhaoyang" and so on, and so on, it was called at that time. Yang Jingzhi's sacrificial wine presented poems: "It's always good to see Jun poems a few times, and the view of the standard is too poetic." In his life, he didn't understand the goodness of Tibetans, and he talked about Xiang Si everywhere. The name is as good as it gets. Set one volume, this line.
Biography
Xiang Si, the word Ziqian, the number is pure, called Yuan Wanggong, a native of Jiangdong. Born at noon on the eighth day of October in the year of Tang Yuan and Geng Yin [810 AD], he served as the assassin of Jizhou, died at the age of 83, and was buried in the Maojia [Yushan], Guantian, Ji'an County, Jiangxi. He was enshrined as the king of stability by Tang Xuanzong, the first hidden Chaoyang Peak, the pillow stone drinking spring, the long oh drink, where more than 30 years. On the occasion of the opening, the price is very good, and it is especially appreciated by Zhang Ji. Yang Jingzhi once presented a poem: "It's always good to see Jun poems a few times, and the view of the standard is too poetic." In his life, he didn't understand the goodness of Tibetans, and he talked about Xiang Si everywhere. (This is where the idiom comes from.) The name is as good as it gets. Huichang four years, (A.D. 844) began to win the first place. Shi was the lieutenant of Danyang County, Runzhou, and died in office. Si is the author of a collection of poems, and the "New Tang Dynasty Calligraphy and Art Chronicles" has been passed down to the world.
Xiang Si's great-grandfather Xiang Shanqing, the word Guoyan, the right prime minister of Tang Yuanzong; Grandfather Xiang Hao is the servant of Tang Dezong, and Xiang Si's father Xiang Yi is the envoy of Hongrong Jing, and he is the left servant; Xiang Si has 8 brothers. Xiang Si married Li and had 3 sons: Tianxian, Tianyan, and Tianli.
Poetry
Xiang Si's poems are included in a volume of 88 poems in "All Tang Poems", and they are listed as one of the hundred schools of the Tang Dynasty. Here are a few songs for you to enjoy.
Jiangcun night park. The sunset river road is dark, and the people in the front village are sparse.
In a few deep trees, a fire returned at night.
Mountain Walk. There are also people in the deep forests of the green trees, and there are several families in one canal.
The mountain returned to the peak shadow in the afternoon, and the grass with mud marks over the deer.
The steam of tea came out of the hut, and the sound of silk was heard through the bamboo fence.
When the guests return from selling medicines, they do not hesitate to follow each other into the island cloud.
Farewell. The fish are in the deep springs, the birds are in the clouds, and they have never had to go on a blind date.
Even if he is in a king's place, he should be a white-haired body in the world.
Jingzhou listened to Zhang Shishi play the piano.
Bianzhou was homesick all night, and Jun played the piano in the guest hall again.
It seems that it does not leave the shadow of the lamp, and it seems to smell the flowing water to Xiaoxiang.