There are many authors of the Jianghu Treasures, and the number of people who can be tested is 1 10. These authors lived in different times, from the end of the Northern Song Dynasty to the end of the Southern Song Dynasty for about 200 years. Among them, Wang Yan, Yao Kuan and others were from the late Northern Song Dynasty and the early Southern Song Dynasty. Chen et al. were in the Song Dynasty, Ningzong Dynasty and Chao Dynasty in 100. These people have complex identities, including ordinary people and prominent officials, but most of them are low-level literati who have a bad career and wander the rivers and lakes. Liu Kezhuang, Liu Guo, Jiang Kui, and others have made the greatest achievements among the lower-level literati wandering in the Jianghu, and Zhou Wenpu, Ye Shaoweng, Shi, Gao Zhu, Li Deng and others have also made some achievements. There are also hermits who live in seclusion for life, such as Xue Shishi. As far as the poetic style is concerned, they either lived in Jiangxi, or in the late Tang Dynasty, or learned from Han and Wei Yuefu, or lived in Luyou and Yang Wanli, and their poetic styles were diverse and inconsistent. They flaunted themselves as "rivers and lakes", expressed their resentment and dissatisfaction with the court, and reflected their attitude towards life that they hated official career and longed for seclusion. However, it's not that Jianghu poets don't care about the court. They are in an eventful period of opposition between Song and Jin Dynasties. They are also very concerned about current politics, the bureaucracy of the government and the sufferings of the people.
There are records in Jianghu Collection, Chen's Jie Zhi Zhai Problem and Zhao's Zhai Jun Shu Fu Zhi, all of which are 9 volumes. In the early Ming Dynasty, Wenyuan Pavilion bibliography included three kinds of books in Zhongxing Jianghu, most of which reached 52 volumes, all of which have been lost. This can be seen from the existing collection of Yongle Dadian's Introduction to the Rivers and Lakes of Zhongxing. Sikuquanshu contains 95 volumes of Jianghu Xiaoji and 24 volumes of Jianghu Postscript (compiled from Yongle Dadian). At the end of Ming Dynasty, Jin Mao recorded 60 copies of Song in Jiguge, which were not divided into volumes. Qing Gu studied and read the simplified edition of the Southern Song Dynasty immortals and the later edition of Jianghu, and collected it completely. Chen Qi was born in Hangzhou in the Southern Song Dynasty. The date of birth and death is unknown, and it mainly took place between Shaoxi and Li Zongchun in Song Guangzong, that is, from the end of 12 to the 1950s. He is both a poet and a bookseller. He opened a bookstore in Muqin Square, Hangzhou, and once collected a collection of poems by contemporary poets, namely Jianghu Collection. The authors of Jianghu Collection are numerous and have complex identities, including ordinary people and prominent officials, but most of them are low-level literati who wander the rivers and lakes because of their unsatisfactory official career-Mo Guan. They flaunted their "Jianghu" and expressed their resentment and dissatisfaction with the imperial court, which reflected their attitude towards life that they hated official career and longed for seclusion. However, Jianghu poets don't seem to care about the imperial court. They are in an eventful period of confrontation between Song and Jin. They are also very concerned about current politics, the official management of the government and the sufferings of the people.
Among the authors of Jianghu Collection, Liu Kezhuang, Dai Fugu, Liu Guo, Jiang Kui, Taosun Ao and others have made the greatest achievements. Dai Fugu was born in Song Xiaozong Avenue for three years (A.D. 1 167) and died in Li Zongchun's 12th year (A.D. 1252). His name was Shiping, and he was born in Huangyan, Tiantai. Retro life career is not smooth, never been a court official, wandering around Jiangnan. Shiping Poems, handed down in his later years, has ten volumes and more than 900 poems.
Dai Fugu's poetry began to be influenced by the "Yongjia Four Spirits", learning the style of poetry in the late Tang Dynasty and blending into the flavor of Jiangxi Poetry School. Later, he studied Lu You, admired Chen Ziang and Du Fu, and at the same time inherited their realistic poetry tradition of worrying about the world and feeling things. He advocates "discussing poetry first" and refuses to write social poems, so his artistic achievements are the highest among Jianghu poets. According to Ying Kui's dharma essence, his temperament is honest and straightforward, and he does not flatter powerful people. I have been wandering in the Jianghu all my life and have rich experience. He has unique views on society, life, history and reality, but he never praises or criticizes people at will and comments on current events. However, in his poems, he bravely exposed the dark social reality and reflected the sufferings of the lower classes. Liu Kezhuang was born in the 14th year of Xichun in Song Xiaozong (1 187) and died in the 5th year of Xianchun in Song Duzong (1269). He was born in Putian (now Fujian). He is an important representative of Jianghu poets. He wrote 196 volume "The Complete Works of Mr. Houcun" and four series of photocopies. He wrote a large number of poems, of which there are about 4,500, the number of which is second only to that of Lu You.
Liu Kezhuang had a bad career in his early years and was repeatedly relegated. However, in his later years, his fortune changed and his career became more and more prosperous. In the sixth year of Li Zongchun (AD 1246), the emperor gave him a bachelor's degree in Longtu Museum. After I die, I'll decide.
Liu Kezhuang's poetic style has changed greatly. In his early years, he was greatly influenced by the "Four Spirits" and his poetic style was exquisite. After middle age, he deeply felt the defects and shortcomings of the "Four Spirits" poems, and turned to praise Yang Wanli and Lu You, comparing them with Li Bai and Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty, accusing Jiangxi Poetry School of "corrupting because of poor books"; Criticizing the poetic style of the late Tang Dynasty and the Five Dynasties is "referring to books as poems and losing the wild". His poems in his later years can synthesize the strengths of various schools and form his own unique style. Although Liu Kezhuang is listed as a "Jianghu poet" by Chen Qi, his poetic style is quite different from that of most Jianghu poets, and he especially hates the superficial proliferation of Jianghu poets. "Floating Far Hall in Jiangyin": "Looking down on the rivers and lakes from Henggang, Wan Li is worried in front of the floating far hall. The most bitter thing is that there is no mountain to cover your eyes, and Huainan is extremely eye-catching. " He expressed his good feelings of caring for the restoration of his career and longing for national reunification. Poems with the same theme include Thinking about Huaihe River Water, Xu Jing's Poem Volume of Northern Expedition, Wang Xuyi's North, Wen and so on. His "Geng Zi Recommend Hunger", with plain and simple pen and ink, carved out the hypocrisy of feudal officials and the corruption of official management: "The hungry leave home, and the dead have different ways." When it rains, there is no place to bury the body. I can't stand such a tragic fate! Litigation is a relief, but it is only a transfer. "
There are many poems in Dai Fugu's poems that describe natural scenery and express personal life feelings, and his achievements in this respect are also quite high, such as "Looking at the Night in Jiangcun Village": the sun sets on the sand flat at the head of the river, and the fishing boats are put aside when the tide ebbs. Bai Niao stood by the water and watched people start to walk into the reed flowers. It depicts a beautiful night scene of Jiangcun in a concise and lively style, giving people infinite reverie.
In "Hometown of Spring Thoughts", Dai Fugu wrote: "The lake and the sea have been guests for three years, and his wife and children live everywhere. Hunger and cold should be inevitable, but what about disease? Think day and night, plan for a lifetime. The troubles are still awake and I can't bear to read a letter from home. "
The whole poem is unpretentious, but full of emotion and touching, which strongly expresses the poet's nostalgia for his hometown, concern and guilt for his family. Liu Kezhuang's poems are full of patriotic enthusiasm. Through his poems, he mocked current politics and denounced those in power. This is just as he advocated in "Eighty Poems and Ten Poems", "Worry is a poet's job, don't blame him for being too emotional when singing", which is the most direct embodiment of his poetic style. He has a group of six poems, four of which are transcribed as follows:
Strangers wear armor, and the young women in the camp have new tears.
The border town is full of blue sky, why should there be spring at home?
A strong person walks out of the trough, like a pony, sleeping like a bug.
The old Confucian scholar said that all famous soldiers started from war.
In the spring of the battlefield, blood is still flowing, and the remnants of the bonfire are full of heads.
Grazing was forbidden in the Ming dynasty, and people felt sorry for themselves when they saw the mountain.
A torch Cao Biao only ran away, and Xie Lang went to Qin at the edge of chess.
Every year, when the word "anti-Chiang" is mentioned, the underground sages will laugh.
These poems not only condemn and ridicule the corrupt and incompetent ruling clique in the Southern Song Dynasty, but also comfort and encourage the soldiers in Jiang Fang. The whole poem is full of strong enthusiasm for serving the country and broad-minded mind, and has a strong realistic spirit. Liu Kezhuang's other poems, such as Music in the Army, Opening the trench, Yangzhou Works and Mourning the Country, are also works with strong realistic spirit, vividly depicting the social landscape in the middle and late Southern Song Dynasty. Liu Kezhuang's poems and pens are also exposed to the hard life of the lower classes, and he is full of concern and sympathy for the people's tragic situation, which is more concentrated in Yuefu poems such as Journey to Bitter Cold, Journey to Build a City and Journey to Transport Grain, especially Journey to Bitter Cold.
In October, the wind is not good and the loyalist is thin.
Is the escort here? Can't sleep at night.
There are many hot officials in Chang' an, and Zhumen can't open at sunrise.
I wonder if the wine smells cold outside the screen.
What a sharp contrast there is between the "hot official" in Chang 'an and the "sergeant" in October. In this contrast, how strongly the poet's love and hate are revealed.
One of the main artistic features of Liu Kezhuang's poetry is its vigorous brushwork and great momentum, although sometimes there are superficial rough works. His poems also like to use allusions, sometimes they are used freely and skillfully, and they all become good poems; Sometimes it is inevitable to pile up ceremonies, which seems boring and cumbersome. His poems also pursue quantity, regardless of quality and content, and are spontaneous. In Eighty Poems, he proudly said: "There are only 4,000 Chengzhai poems, but there are tens of thousands. I have a remnant of brocade on my chest, and I ask God for help to release the year of Weng. " Because of greed, there are many shoddy works in poetry, which can't help being ridiculed. The admiration/rhyme of Qinyuanchun is as light as chrysanthemum.
Intellectual career can be eliminated, white eyes can be collected, and fame and fortune can be forgotten. It's been a long time since China's time, and the dull mind began to be cleared. Lin Ting stood up from that place, drinking and drinking. The plain is empty, and it is difficult to ban dust and snow. How many, and light magazines, swords, clothes.
Millennium Avenue article. Offer a torch and talk to the emperor. After reading Zhong Ni for half a life, I was travel-stained, my son was weak in jathyapple, and my temples were frosty. Scratching my ears and scratching my cheeks, God laughed at me and only told the lone toad about the cold intestine. The meaning of today, like endless night, is full of dyes.
The third anniversary of Qinyuan Chunju Zhai
When a few fish come out, they will give Chrysanthemum Garden and kill Ling Du with a pen. Look at that lazy white man, sword on the flute, purple shirt on the side, cooking wine and tea. In front of the court in the moonlight, flowers float on the banquet and smile at the hundred altars. In the award, an actress sang and won a thin reputation. Vaguely night is an eventful autumn. For a strange word, three lines of old life. Sighing in front and behind, there are many poems in Jiangnan and many poems in Jiangbei. Generous Hu Ren, romantic plum, merits and demerits must be judged by future generations. Looking back faintly, I saw a cold star, as bright as a lamp.
Qin Yuan Chun Yong Huai
The picture is Xu Lai, the treasure basket opens first, and the shock wave is horizontal. For more than 20 years, I have traveled to Zhao Yan and made 3000 old friends, which is a comfort to my life. I arrived in Pingzhou yesterday, and now I'm back in Bashui, thinking of the strong wind in the distance. Outside the huge cave, there is a lone wheel that beats the snow and flies across the sea. I can't help feeling high, but the frost color between my eyebrows has increased. When you wake up, order wine, see the north, get drunk, think of Ou Mo, and then take the road to the south. Touching the heart of poetry, holding it back, a few times ashamed. In the west wind, shoot at night and wash my fields.
Qinyuanchun began to pit Confucianism.
Who is vertical? Sweep Liuhe and you will be honored. Make Xianyang city, how much Bouru lamented, a few papers. Turn a ditch into a pit, live and die, and never dream. Have you ever regretted it? Sighing three souls scattered, neighbors with ghosts.
The rustling of the piano smells terrible. What is the difference? Don't take photos of courtiers. I am full of ambition, arrogant and negative, with only one heart and one body. Old and hard to find, Zefu has been praised frequently, which makes me laugh and say that historians are empty. For thousands of years, the vertical dragon must be a phoenix bone, and it will also turn into dust.
A letter addressed to Shu Fan.
Seeing that Uncle Fan recently faded out of the internet and swam in the forest, the beauty was quite to my liking. Write a poor poem and send it out.
The balcony near the water has been abandoned. Stepping on grass is barren, and high willows live in darkness. Come to the east with a staff. When the turbid wine is sold, the pearl is given up.
Scholars have been slaves since ancient times. Mo Wen won and lost. Catch new bass with a long line. Drunk dream Hua Xu, operatives.
Reflections on Shuilongyin Forum
Know each other. Why do you fry each other? I have known blue and red eyes for 20 years. On the street, light Qiu Jin belt, how can it be as cheap as soil? Luo Luo Wenxin, rustling firm but gentle, in exchange for barking. The material is impeccable, and the mud mash needs caressing, burning ambition and turning to ashes.
Although I have read the classics from all over the world, I often admire that the village girl is only shallow. I am not a smart person. I am a cocoon after all. Spring is red with low head, eyebrows are romantic, and they all follow. Let's make some sighs for the new knowledge and the old knowledge.
Jin LV qu weiyou
My friend Chen Sheng has been depressed for several years. Pursuing ideas, giving words.
Are your intentions still heavy? I remember once upon a time, I was full of crowns and talked about wine. The whale is not drunk after drinking three cups, and the season is crazy. Then he got angry and the Zen master yelled. "Ten-year-old poetry becomes a success", hating the past and failing to return to heaven. I'm late and I'm in my thirties. Who wants to be a dog? But impermanence and magical nature take a long time to sort out. Where are Wang, Xie, Yu 'an, and what are their wealth and fame? Sooner or later, if the sand leaks through your fingers. Green and white eyes should be used to watch Ji Kang pull up his shirt with a smile. There are only a few left, one after another.
One of bodhisattvas
Three-time drum painting shows the cold smoke tree in the Han tomb in Western Chu. Sitting in the mountains at night, selling glutinous rice and giving up green beads. It's hard to stop the soul from breaking, dancing before the drunken step. The songs are awkward. Who is talking about the map?
Second Bodhisattva Road
I received a letter from my friend yesterday. I was very depressed after reading it, so I gave it to you.
Wandering in the sea of dust should be unintentional. People will get used to foreplay all their lives. Life is driven by luck, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn. Acacia must apologize? Don't worry about what's wrong now. The word "red" may turn to ashes, which will cause great sorrow.
Shuilongyin paid homage to the tomb of Gulong on the Internet.
When Mr. Wang was alive, he was quite romantic in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Literary prodigal son, wine country chivalrous man, poor reputation, empty responsibility. Vent many feelings, filled with history, such as rafters axe. Sighed that the temples in China did not rise, but rested, digested and reincarnated in this life.
Who solved the song cry in those days, this life was ignored by madness. Behind the Sri Lankan people, they are as famous as Gong Li and Jin Liang Vingo. In this world, how many dreams remain in my heart. Make a bunch of chrysanthemums for the remnant mausoleum, and the wind will disperse like rain.
The golden songs are lonely and envious.
Loneliness and admiration compete. From the beginning, all kinds of feelings, never vent. Therefore, I have to endure the vastness of being old. I am used to being cold in front of people. More ignorant and bloody. Is it possible for energy to dissipate gradually when you are young? Resist the west wind and stir the leaves. It's hard for someone like me to rest for a long time.
I am most afraid of silk as snow in my life. How can it be banned? Shock wave is in the box, and invasion is imminent. Memories of ancient events in Wang Ba from a distance are full of foxes and martens chasing after them. Vaguely, Acura blows down. There is no place to escape from this ruined country. I admire Su Sheng very much and am used to seeing him. After a thousand years, the shadow is lonely.
Klang Ganzhou Zen is not Zen, enlightenment is not enlightenment, laugh it off.
It's air-cooled blue, trance, and it must be messy. Laugh till the future, where to go? Thinking about getting out of prison. Remember Lingshan green far away, and future generations will do their best. The mud bones in the temple are better than my god.
Looking at the Millennium Avenue, alone with the broken bowl, a reed travels eastward. For the skin of the afterlife, look in the mirror for a few years. In this life, the dragon was frequently visited and realized that it was howling on the hill. Outside the wicker, the moon shines for half a day, which makes it romantic.
Who talks about loyalty in golden songs?
Who talks about loyalty? Count from the beginning, solemnly swear, and play. Where should I find my achievements? The cat and the mouse became friends. What is more ignorant is that this body has no clothes. I still remember holding hands in those days. Now, all hatred has turned into tears. Thinking is aroused, but there is no plan.
First frost was ashamed to dye his temples. Knowing that hate is the only way, once you turn your face, cold will make you as close as lips and teeth. I suspect that a lonely soul has become an evil ghost, and it is my brother. To smile, you should also hide your dagger. Frown lightly and indulge in it. How can you sigh for a thousand years and go forward bravely? Looking at the north with shame, I am absolutely beautiful.
The golden song sang farewell to autumn.
Autumn knows but promises. Take the west wind silk and walk around the buildings. I don't understand the meaning of infinity, but I see branches and leaves falling. Smile and play with your fingers. The golden flower years have been thrown away for a long time, which seems to be dust and MUBI's sorrow. Swallows, drifting.
It's hard to know from a distance, and it's annoying. It's cold. It's Wan Li. It's time to think about it. Mo Daojiang's parting from time to time is unbearable. Exhibition paper, suspected traces. However, the happy period has been delayed, and I envy several clouds in Nanshan. Remember, the old date.
Tomb of Qiu Ji, Robin King, Nantong (with poem and knife rhyme)
Twilight clouds are boundless, and the setting sun at the top of the tower dyes autumn colors. With general Yao si, mourn the present, and record the history on three sides. Knives and pencils of those days. The scholar shook the enemy and made it easy. For comfort. Open-minded, blood turns blue. The dream of white water is broken, the sword is abandoned and the crown is hanged, and a loyal soul is silent forever. How long will it last? Competing for our generation to remember each other. I saw the monument standing on the steps. Where the handsome bones are buried, hentai is faint, and cicadas sound like people crying.
The sad autumn of Klang Ganzhou
Sighing, the moon is scattered in the east court, and the autumn color is old. Look at the sparse leaves on the branches. If you want to stay, go back to dust. It floats easily, but the wind is too scattered. There's nothing wrong with heaven, isn't it annoying?
Ten years of river's lake reminiscence, who is in charge of good or bad luck? When you are depressed, everything that happened before is sad. Learn from sages, hang swords, don't ask each other, where is the handsome bone buried? If you don't see me, the third stone will make new moss.
Dimfragrance makes you independent.
Make the monarch still independent. If there is Leng Yue flooding, the wind is clear and the gas is positive. Take a stroll and let the tea smoke cover the bamboo. Pretend gently with heptyl sugar and laugh at the guests, as if in a hurry. Endure the order, you will win the crown, and dust will compete one by one. Gaze. Chrysanthemum outside the threshold. Just don't hide from Gao Hua, not my family. How to avoid customs? Destroy classics and avoid misreading. It is not easy to bury the sword and return the pearl, let alone die in the foothills. After one hundred generations, who still remembers that the phoenix in Lingnan fell.
Qin yuan chun Yong Huai Yong Huai
Travel against the residual lamp, cover the hedge at night, and lock the cold window on the moon. Gradually, Dong Jun disturbed his dream, and the cold smoke deceived him, swallowing the residual red and flying sad. The winding path is secluded and secluded, and the eaves are painted, which seems to have a separate rule to thank the church. Think about the past, and you will be lost for a thousand years. Who's sad?
In those days, I became one with Yuanyang. Streams are scattered and rivers and lakes wander. See Yingying weak water, after Qian Fan, Tianya Wan Li, short dreams and long feelings. Lonely life, where to go, ethereal Hong Fei flying alone. People are drunk, sighing that agarwood is gone, and the sky is faint.
Nostalgia in Mangshan, Fangbei, Man Ting (Eastern Zhou Tomb Area)
Historical history is difficult to write a few lines. Cruising in white, broken walls is all over Gorkon. Think of a hundred schools of thought contending, leave your legacy and win glory. Resentment, seven heroes and five tyrants, all pay for dreams.
Decline. In Zhou's world, the wolf shows smoke frequently. Who is in China? Even with skilled hands, it is difficult to pull them off. Drinking wine at the height of the wind, thinking about the past, singing and dancing. Autumn and English fall, and the words of the remnant tablet are ambiguous, vaguely distinguishing the strongmen.
Wen Zhiming's "Man Jiang Hong": "Wipe away the remains of the tablet, flying words, vaguely readable."
Jinluqu was made after drinking and sent to Yun Sheng. (Only blame gathering pace for playing me first, hehe)
See the west wind again. Just as the day was getting deeper and colder, the plum blossoms fell off. With a flick of your finger, make a slight promise and you will beat the snow. Another day of ice and snow. Staying in the world of mortals for a long time, I became a fanatic. I remember seeing Buddha statues in ancient temples. The shirt is bare, but the sword is still thirsty.
Gathering pace and forbearing, he said, "I'm tired of being the leader of the monarch and the minister and the last of the dragons." If I have nothing to spare, how can a boy know Jie Jun? I dare to do it, and I cherish Zhu Xian Tie. Xiang Xianyan is used to it, but the snow is thick and overlapping. Don't ask for my age. There are Zhou Wenpu, Ye Shaoweng, Shi, Gao Zhu, Li Deng, etc. And they also have some achievements. Zhou Wenpu has four volumes of Fang Quan Collection, among which Xin Ting, Two Things, Shu Shi and other poems all have nostalgia for the Central Plains, especially the poem Riding, which can follow the charm of Lu You's Riding. Ye Shaoweng has "Jing Yishan Draft", in which the "Tomb of the King of Hubei" praises the national hero Yue Fei, and the words are sincere and touching; The famous sentence "It's not worth going to the garden" and "Spring scenery can't close the garden, and an apricot is out of the wall" has been circulated so far and is widely known. The famous sentence in Shi's "Jiashan, Peng Ling" is "Who asked? Wang Guowei, a master of modern Chinese studies, called the Lantern on a Rainy Night on a Lonely Moon a "wonder", which is comparable to the Thousand-Account Lamp in Sauvignon Blanc written by the poet Nalan Xingde in Qing Dynasty, and the stone was hundreds of years earlier than Nalan Xingde.