Qin Guan (1049-1100), a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, had the courtesy name Shaoyou and Taixu. His nickname was Huaihai Jushi, also known as Hangou Jushi. Scholars called him Mr. Huaihai. Han nationality, from Gaoyou, Yangzhou (now Yangzhou, Jiangsu). He once served as Secretary, Provincial Zhengzi, and Editor of the Academy of National History. Because he was politically inclined to the old party, he was regarded as a member of the Yuanyou party and was demoted after Shaosheng. His literary works were appreciated by Su Shi, and he was one of the four bachelors of the Su family. Gong Shi Ci mostly writes about the love between men and women, and is also quite sentimental about life experiences. The style is euphemistic and subtle, elegant and light. There are 40 volumes of "Huaihai Collection" and "Huaihai Jushi Long and Short Sentences" (also known as "Huaihai Ci").

Qin Guan's famous sayings:

If love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

The moonlight night is a dream behind a curtain, and the spring breeze is full of tenderness.

Why regret that Fang Fei is gone? Xia Mu is so gloomy and pleasant.

At the injured place, Gaocheng looked out, and the lights were already dusk.

It is worth noting that the lonely pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos.

Drunk wanderers on the Qingming Festival. Ying'er is crazy. Yan'er is crazy. Covered with green tassels and red tassels, the road is busy with traffic. I remember meeting each other under a weeping willow tree, wearing carved jade pendants and gold clothes. Spring is still the same old spring. Peach blossom fragrance. Lihuaxiang. Light white and deep red, all new makeup. I feel sad that the flowers are missing, but I sing a song and cry a thousand lines.

He has no choice but to return to his heart, secretly following the flowing water to the end of the world.

If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, where do you know where the mountains are long and the rivers are vast?

The tower is lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river, and the Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. It is worth mentioning that the solitary pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos. The plum blossoms are sent to the post, and the rulers are passed down from fish to fish. There are countless hates built into it. The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but for whom does it flow down to Xiaoxiang?

When the golden phoenix and the jade dew meet, they will win over countless others in the world.

Momo Qinghan goes up to the small building, Xiaoyin is as rogue as Qiongqiu. Light smoke and flowing water paint a quiet screen.

Flying flowers are as light as dreams, and dreams come back at midnight. Flowers bloom and fall, and they are light and graceful; women are like flowers and sea, the mortal world talks about dreams, and dreams come back, like illusions and like reality.

The charm is not reserved for the young, but the hatred is long, when will it rest?

The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, how can we bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on our way home? If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night? Poetry and famous quotes by Fan Chengda, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty

Poetry and famous quotes by Fan Chengda, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty

1. May I be like a star, like the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night. ——Fan Chengda's "Cars Far Away"

2. Cars are far away, and horses are in the distance. You travel eastward from Shandong to eastward, and fly vigorously to chase the west wind. May I be like a star, like the moon, and may my light shine brightly every night. The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright. Stay tomorrow until the moon comes back, and the three or five days will be full. ——Fan Chengda's "Che Yaoyao Pian"

3. It rains continuously and you don't know the end of spring, but when it clears up, you will feel the depth of summer. ——Fan Chengda's "Xi Qing"

4. There is a lack of shade in the building. The shadow of Langgan lies in the east chamber and the moon is shining. The moon in the east chamber. One day there was wind and dew, and the apricot blossoms were like snow. The smoke induces leakage and Jin Qiu swallows. Luo drapery dim lamp rosette. Lantern flower knot. A brief spring dream, the sky is vast in the south of the Yangtze River. ——Fan Chengda "Moon in Qin Lou/Recalling Qin E"

5. The plum blossoms are ripe and falling between the windows, and the bamboo shoots are sprouting under the wall. It rains continuously and I don’t know when spring is gone, but when it clears up, I feel that summer is deep. ——Fan Chengda's "Happy Sunny"

6. May I be like a star like the moon, and the light will shine brightly every night. The moon is temporarily dark, but the stars are always bright. ——Fan Chengda's "Che Yaoyao Chapter"

7. The king's heart is like a pine and cypress, and the wild goose's feet pass down the pearls - Fan Chengda

8. When you get old, you will forget about reading and get drunk. The sentence comes like flying. ——Fan Chengda's "Feng Gong Pavilion Press Reading"

9. The evening clears and the wind breaks, and the power of spring breaks overnight. The sky is pale with sparse flowers, clouds come and go, and there are a few branches of snow. Victory is absolute, sorrow is also absolute. Who can say this? There are only two rows of low-flying geese, knowing that people are leaning on them and painting the moon on the building. ——Fan Chengda's "Frost Sky Dawn Corner"

10. The birds fly away, and the stars in the green fog of Jianghe River disappear. Burning incense and sleeping in Qingyue. The shadows of flowers are playing the sheng, and the pale yellow moon is all over the ground. The sound of broken bamboo in the good wind is like snow. The third lane of Zhaohua is swallowed by the wind. The sideburns are teased and the silk scarf is folded. It's cool all over the north window, Hugh's mother said softly and redly. ——Fan Chengda's "Drunk and Desolate"

11. Seeing off travelers, still chasing the road and looking for each other again. There is no friendship in the sky, but we are sharing the same table in the same hall. From then on, there were suddenly fewer people in front of him, and he was a guest from the south of the Yangtze River. I can't bear to be in a hurry, so I'll stop at Chuanmei Station. Although the wine pourer is full, it is still very small, so don’t waste thousands of drops. He wanted to speak but swallowed his voice, and his heart was sobbed. The lights are dim and the autographs and songs are colorless. Since we said goodbye, we have completely forgotten each other, even if we forget this evening. ——Fan Chengda's "Dream of the Jade Lady"

12. Looking forward to the plum blossom station and concentrating on Du Ruozhou. There are tall buildings at the bottom of the fragrant clouds, but it is a pity that the tall buildings are not close to Mulan Zhou. The two fishes are far away, and the red leaves are autumn. If you want to rely on the river to express your sorrow, if the river is already flowing eastward, then you are willing to flow westward. ——Fan Chengda's "Nan Kezi"

13. The pomegranate flowers are all over the mountain as red as fire. ——Fan Chengda's "Bamboo Branch Song"

14. Since we said goodbye, we have forgotten each other, even if we forget this evening. ——Fan Chengda's "The Introduction of the Dream Jade"

15. The dawn fog is cyanotic, and the west bank of Hengtang crosses the city to the east. Pedestrians are halfway out of the rice flowers, and the solitary egret shines brightly among the water chestnut leaves. If you have faith, you can know the old road, and when you are startled, you can recognize your neighbor again. At that time, willows were planted on the leaning bridge, and the endless chirping of the trees swept away the sky.

——Fan Chengda "Returning to Stone Lake for the First Time"

16. You are like a man in the sky, and you are dancing with a pole and a lai from the canal. ——Fan Chengda's "Ci Yun Zhao Zhengzhi's Visit in the Same Year"

17. After seeing you all, you will go on a trip. The trail before the wind is like a sand gull. I pour a cup of wine and sing in a low voice, Xiao Yanliu. Seeing the moonlight in the west building, I was drunk at night, and the rain fell outside the green waves of Nanpu. Some people love boating without any plan. ——Fan Chengda "Farewell at the Xin'an Station in Huanxisha"

18. The remaining flowers and wine are clear after a while. A cup of it will buy things for the Ming Dynasty, and the setting sun will be given away and the moon will be born again. ——Fan Chengda's "Partridge Sky"

19. There are even more people sitting in the room, and a romantic painting cannot be completed. ——Fan Chengda's "Partridge Sky·Composition on the Table" Excerpts from classic quotes by Liu Yong, a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty

Liu Yong (circa 987-1053), a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty and a representative of the Graceful School . Han nationality, from Chong'an (now Wuyishan, Fujian), originally named Sanbian, with the courtesy name Jingzhuang, and later changed his name to Yong, with the courtesy name Qiqing, ranked seventh, also known as Liu Qi. He was a Jinshi in the Renzong Dynasty of the Song Dynasty, and became a tuntian Yuanwailang. In his old life, he was called Liu tuntian. He claimed that he was ordered to write lyrics by Liu Sanbian, and he devoted his whole life to writing lyrics, and he prided himself on being the prime minister in white clothes. Most of his poems describe the city scenery and the life of singing girls, and are especially good at expressing the feelings of traveling and servitude. Among them, there are many slow poems, which are descriptive and descriptive, blending scenes, popular language, and melodious. They were widely circulated at that time. Everywhere, everyone can sing Liu Ci. As one of the most representative figures of the Wanyue School, Liu Yong had a significant influence on the development of Song poetry. His representative works include "Yulin Ling", "Ba Sheng Ganzhou", "Feng Qi Wu", etc. There are a large number of existing poems.

Liu Yong's famous saying:

Tailoring is done with all the spring work, lightly dipped in the morning glow of thousands of pistils.

I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the dimness of my hometown, and it’s hard to let go of my thoughts.

The natural moat is the key point of national defense, and it is this pass that dominates the world.

Lan Zhou is reminded of the nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, Jing was speechless and choked.

Youth is the same. Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine lightly and sang in a low voice.

I secretly think about how many happy and joyful gatherings there were at the beginning; little did I know that the difficult time of gathering and separation would turn into rain, hatred and clouds of sorrow. Impeded pursuit of travel, no mountain climbing and water, aroused a lifetime of worries, a gloomy, forever speechless, but went downstairs.

The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and it is unknown where Xiaoxiang is.

Thin quilt and small pillow weather. The feeling of separation. After a few colder nights, I still fall asleep again after I wake up. After all, without sleep, a night is as long as a year. I also planned to wait, but returned to collect the bridle. They fought for Nai again, and the plan has been made. Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only to be lonely and bored. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears.

To the Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkled on the river sky, to cleanse the autumn. The wind is getting colder and frostier, the Guanhe River is deserted, and the remaining light shines on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is it so hard to leave behind? Thinking of a beautiful woman, I look up at the building, I miss it a few times, and I know the boat is back in the sky. Try to understand me, leaning on the railing, feeling sad!

The mountains and lakes are stacked with Qingjia. There are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers in ten miles.

In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, it is speechless who would lean on the fence.

Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word as to who would lean on the fence. I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

The cicadas are chilling, it’s late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Since ancient times, parting has been sentimental and sad, and even more embarrassing, leaving the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? Famous poems by Zhongshu, a monk and poet in the Northern Song Dynasty

A monk and poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. The word Shili. A native of Anzhou (now Anlu, Hubei). His surname is Zhang, his given name is Hui, and his monastic name is Zhongshu. He once took the Jinshi examination. The year of birth and death is unknown. When he was young, he wandered around and was almost poisoned by his wife. He abandoned his family and became a monk. He successively lived in Chengtian Temple in Suzhou and Baoyue Temple in Hangzhou. Because he often ate honey to detoxify, he was called Mi Shu; or he was also called Seng Hui by his common name. He had a close relationship with Su Shi. Huizong hanged himself during the Chongning period.

Famous poems by Zhong Shu, a monk and poet in the Northern Song Dynasty

1. Ten miles of green mountains are far away, and the tide-level road is sandy. The birds chirp several times to complain about the years. It’s a desolate time again, at the end of the world. The white dew collects the waning moon, and the breeze disperses the dawn clouds. I asked Lotus by the bank of the green poplar embankment: "Remember when I was selling wine, that person?" "Nan Ge Zi" by Zhong Shu

2. Jiewu Qingpingle, who am I talking to now? The red stove piece is hammered on the snow. Even beating a golden lion would be suspicious. The wooden girl opened her eyes and the clay figure frowned secretly. The flat peaches are already late in flowering. If you don’t smile to the spring breeze, how long will it take? Zhong Shu's "Nan Ge Zi"

3. When the apricot blossoms bloom, it is close to the cold food. People are in front of flowers, hungover and spring sleepy. When the wine is gone, the love will never run out. The long days just make me tired of boredom. After years of separation, leisure and questioning. The oriole cries on the flower, explaining the deep hatred. It's a pity that Duanyun is not sure. Cannot send blue bridge letter. Zhongshu

4. The taste is like Hualin Fangdi, and the color is like Yangjing Shen Zhu. Lightly and evenly wrapped in crimson wax. No better than human dew. The divine cauldron is very jujube, and the dragon plate is three inches red. It contains ice honey to wash away the plump clouds. I'm just afraid of flying away.

Zhong Shu

5. "Man Ting Fang" March is late, peony is in season, and the beautiful scenery is finally in harmony. Ban Yu is free, and the fragrant mist locks the Flower Palace. Once served at a banquet in Yaochi, there were three thousand women, all of whom were evenly red. With a gentle smile, I recognized my mother’s old loving face. Enthusiastic. Let's celebrate our birthdays together, and we'll fall over for a while, spring is in the cup. Playing in colorful clothes is full of joy. There are also messages from the gods, teaching Haohe to dance in the sky. People live long, flowers and branches grow, and the east wind blows every year.

Zhong Shu