Huang Tingjian, the word Luzhi, the number valley Taoist, the Northern Song Dynasty writer, calligrapher, the ancestor of the Jiangxi poetry school. and Su Shi, Mi Fu, Cai Xiang and called the "Song Four".
Wong Ting-kin was brilliant and knowledgeable from an early age, and was famous for his poetry and writing in his early years. The "Shepherd Boy Poem", which was praised by later generations, was written by seven-year-old Huang Tingjian.
"Riding a bull far beyond the former village, the piccolo blows across the Longwen. How many Chang'an fame and fortune customers, the organs are not as good as you. ”
The poems are full of reason and philosophy, praising the quiet and comfortable life of the shepherd boy, and expressing the author's feelings of not being in the same stream as the world.
His poems are bizarre in style, exquisitely conceived, concise in language, and far-reaching in artistic conception; The lyrics are mainly graceful and soft, fresh and natural, and sincere feelings.
Ascend to the Fast Pavilion
Song Huang Tingjian
is an idiot, but it is a public affair, and the things in the fast pavilion are leaning on the evening sunshine.
The mountains are lofty, and the moon in Chengjiang is clear.
Zhu Xian is already a beautiful woman, and her blue eyes are talking about wine.
Thousands of miles back to the ship to get the flute, this heart I and the white gull alliance.
I finished my business and climbed the fast pavilion, leaning against the railing and enjoying the beautiful evening view. In the distance, there are thousands of mountains and fallen leaves, and the sky seems empty and vast. The bright moonlight is like a bright silver thread, sprinkled on the clear river.
My confidant is gone, and I have no interest in playing the piano, and when I see the wine, my eyes show a little joy. It's better to resign and go into hiding, take a boat, play the flute, this heart of mine is willing to be friends with the white gull.
In 1082 AD, the author was appointed as the magistrate of Taihe County. After official business, he came to the fast pavilion and was inspired to create this lyrical poem. The whole poem is bold, the plot is full of ups and downs, and the aftertaste is endless, which is one of Huang Tingjian's masterpieces.
Send yellow several times
Song Huang Tingjian
I live in Beihaijun Nanhai, and I can't send geese to pass on the book.
A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, and ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes.
The family is housekeeper but has four walls, and the treatment is not a three-fold humerus.
I want to see that the head of the reading is white, and the ape across the stream is crying miasma and vines.
I live in the north, and you are in the far south, and I want to send you a letter, but I can't deliver it because of the distance.
Back then, we raised a glass in the spring breeze to drink, watching the peach and plum blossoms, and now we have been separated for ten years, often in the lonely rainy night, thinking of you in the distance.
Although your family is surrounded by walls, you are strong-willed, and you don't need to ask others to handle political affairs to achieve good results.
I think you have studied hard for many years, and now you have gray hair and are still in Lingnan, which is full of miasma, I am really worried about you.
Huang Jifu is Huang Tingjian's hair, and now the two friends who have no guesses are officials in the north and south respectively, Huang Tingjian thinks of friends, so he wrote this moving friendship poem. The whole poem is sincere and touching, expressing the ardent feelings of missing friends, and conveying the injustice and indignation of friends who have never met them.
Qingming
Song Huang Tingjian
The festival is clear and the peach and plum smile, and Noda Arazuka is only worried.
The thunder is shocking, the dragon and the snake are stinging, and the rain is soft in the suburbs.
People begged to sacrifice the concubines and concubines, and Shigan burned the unjust marquis.
The virtuous and foolish have known who they are for thousands of years, and their eyes are full of basil.
In the Qingming season, the peach and plum are fragrant and bloom one after another. The weedy graves in the fields are desolate. The spring thunder rolls and wakes up hibernating critters; The rain was abundant, moistening the grass and trees of the wilderness.
In ancient times, there were Qi people who often went to the grave to beg for sacrificial goods, and went home to boast to their wives and concubines.
For thousands of years, who was the sage and who was the fool? As far as the eye can see, all that remains in the world is an overgrown grave.
This poem was written during the period of the "Yuanyou Party Struggle". Huang Tingjian was slightly implicated because of his friendship with Su Shi and was demoted to Yizhou.
During the Qingming season, the poet was moved. No matter whether you are virtuous or foolish in life, you will eventually turn into a yellow scholar, but the meaning of life is not the same, some are stinking for thousands of years, and some are immortal.
Dimensional Mingyun sent by
Song Huang Tingjian
Half a lifetime of relatives with the passing water, how many people are drawn into the smoke?
The spring breeze and spring rain flowers pass through the eyes, and the water in the north and south of the river shoots the sky.
If you want to solve the copper medal, you will know that Shi Youxu will forget the year.
The spine makes each have thoughts and hates, and the sun and moon phases urge the snow to be full of snow.
The friendship between you and me has lasted for half a lifetime, time flies, and there are a few people who can leave a portrait on the Lingyan Pavilion.
The spring breeze is blowing, the spring rain is like silk, you and I are separated from the north and south of the river, and there is only the turbulent river in front of us.
I longed to resign from office and embark on a journey to find the true meaning of life. I'm sure you'll agree with my feelings as a year-old friend. We miss each other's brothers, but the sky is separated, the years are like arrows, and in a blink of an eye, we are gray hair.
The poem was composed in 1082 C.E. At that time, Su Zhe was demoted, and Huang Dalin wrote a gift poem, and Huang Tingjian Buyun wrote this poem and gave it to Su Zhe. The whole poem is heartfelt, sincere, and widely praised.
Ezhou South Building Calligraphy
Song Huang Tingjian
Look around at the mountains and water, and rely on the fence for ten miles of lotus fragrance.
The breeze and moon are unattended, and the south building is cold.
Leaning on the railing, I looked around, and saw the color of the landscape. On the vast water surface, the blooming water chestnut and lotus flowers send bursts of fragrance in the cool night breeze.
The gentle breeze, the bright moon, not controlled by people, the bright moonlight and the breeze blend together, making people feel a coolness.
Huang Tingjian has had a bumpy career in his life, and has spent six years in a degraded career. In 1103 A.D., Huang Tingjian lived in Ezhou, it was June of the same year, he climbed the south building to enjoy the coolness, saw the bright moon and breeze, unrestrained, each did his own thing, thought of his own experience, and made this poem with feelings.
Where does Qingpingle return to spring?
Song Huang Tingjian
Where is the spring? Lonely and untraveling. If anyone knows where spring goes. Summoned to return and live together.
There is no trace of spring, who knows. Unless you ask for a yellow bird. No one can solve it, because the wind flies over the roses.
Spring, in the end, it's gone, it's lonely all around, there is no trace of it, if someone knows where spring is going, can you call you back and live together.
It seems that no one knows where spring is going, unless they ask the orioles. The oriole chirped so softly that no one understood its meaning, and then the oriole flew away with the wind and flew over the roses.
The lyricist feels lonely because of the passing of spring, and this work of cherishing spring is profound and eternal. From cherishing spring to seeking spring, from hope to disappointment, the lyricist expresses the endless attachment of spring, which is a masterpiece praised by future generations.
Set the storm and the second high left Tibetan envoy Jun Yun
Song Huang Tingjian
Thousands of miles in the middle of the sky. The house is like a boat ride all day long. As for the Chongyang sky, it is also dark. Intoxication. In front of the Shujiang River outside the ghost gate.
Don't laugh at the old man. Look at it. A few people ** went to Huadian. Xima Tainan chased two thanks. Galloping. The romance is like patting the shoulders of the ancients.
In the distant Qianzhong, the sky seemed to leak, and it was raining continuously, and I was trapped at home all day long, as if I was staying in a small cabin. On the day of Chongyang, the sky finally cleared. Outside the Shimen Pass, on the bank of the Shu River, raise a glass and drink.
Don't laugh at me, this old man is still extraordinary. Look, how many old men have chrysanthemums on their heads? In the south of the opera horse, I traced the footsteps of the two Xie Gongs, spurred the horses, and the demeanor was no less than that of the heroic soldiers in ancient times.
This poem was written when the author was demoted to Qianzhou, and the tone was heroic and moving. Through the description of the Chung Yeung Festival, it shows the lyricist's open-mindedness and optimistic spirit in adversity.
Poppy Yizhou see Meizuo
Song Huang Tingjian
Tianya also has Jiangnan letter. Mei Po knows that spring is near. The night wind is so thin that it is fragrant. It does not dawn to open all over and branch to the south.
Yutai should be jealous. Float to the center of the eyebrows. I wish to be deep in my life. I went to the country for ten years and was old, and I was young.
The plum blossoms in Yizhou are budding and ready to be released, and spring is coming. In the dead of night, the breeze brings a burst of fragrance, and in the early morning, you can find the branches in the south, and the plum blossoms are already in full bloom.
The woman lightly applied fat powder, but it caused the jealousy of Baihua, so the plum blossoms fell on her eyebrows. Usually in the face of such a scenery, I will definitely have a drink, since I left Beijing for ten years, that kind of youthful feelings have long been gone.
In 1103, Huang Tingjian was relegated to Yizhou, thousands of miles away from the capital, because of the "Legend of the Tower of Chengtianyuan". In the winter of the following year, the lyricist saw the plum blossoms blooming proudly, and was deeply touched in his heart.
The whole word is written in plum, borrowing things to express nostalgia, not only showing the joy of seeing plum in a desolate place, but also pouring out the depression of frustration and the loneliness of going to the country and nostalgia.
Tell the Golden Gate and show the life of the brother
Song Huang Tingjian
Mountains and rivers, all the heads and tails. The brothers are thousands of miles away from home in front of the lamp, and they look at each other like dreams.
Jun is like a peach and plum, and he enters my grass hall pine cinnamon. Don't be tired of the cold and smellless, and the rest of your life is now gone.
Walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, stepping on the land of ancient Wu and Chu, my hometown is thousands of miles away, you and my brother are in front of the lamp, looking at each other, as if in a dream.
Brother, you are like that peach and plum, talented, but now you accompany me in this lonely and desolate place. Don't dislike the loneliness and loneliness in the cold, now that I have entered old age, the rest of my life is limited.
In 1096 AD, Huang Tingjian and his younger brother met in Qianzhou. The whole word is simple and pure, short and affectionate, expressing the deep friendship between brothers who share weal and woe, and contains a deep sense of the vicissitudes of life, which can resonate when read.
Nanxiangzi generals said that they were marquis
Song Huang Tingjian
The generals said that the marquis, and the piccolo and the long song leaned on the building alone. Everything goes with the wind and rain, rest, and the opera horse is in the south of the golden network.
Don't stay late to urge wine, and the wine tastes like autumn this autumn. The flower smiled at the old man's head, ashamed, and the white-haired hairpin flower was not relieved.
The generals were talking about the marquis and the prime minister, but I leaned on the building alone, accompanied by the piccolo, and sang a long song. Everything in the world is like a passing cloud, and with the wind and rain drifting away, everything is over. That's it, only the bronze horse halter on the stage still symbolizes the achievements of the year.
Urge the wine, don't hesitate, this autumn's wine is still fragrant. The flowers laughed at the old man's head, ashamed, ashamed, and arranged flowers in his white hair, but he couldn't solve his worries.
This poem is sincere and sincere, and it was composed during the last Chung Yeung Festival (1104 AD) before Huang Tingjian's death, which can be called his masterpiece.
For fame and fortune, for his ups and downs in life, the lyricist showed indifferent detachment, open-minded and calm feelings, as well as the spirit of loving life and not being depressed and not accepting old age.
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