The east wind is weak and the flowers are withered
The west wind is thin and the horse is thin on the ancient road
The sound of wind and rain at night
The wind blows and the grass is low, and cattle and sheep appear
Wind and rain send spring back
Last night there was an east wind in the small building
The wind from the willows was not cold on the face
The green willows were filled with wind and mist, and the peach blossoms were flowing in the shallow water. Deep red
The heat has been faint and weary for a long time, catching this windy evening
The wild fire will not burn out
The spring breeze blows again.
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and scatter...
The wind and rain roll back into my heart, and my heart seems to want to go with the wind and rain. The vast sea is left to float and sink, without love or hatred.
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.
The golden wind and jade dew meet each other
The wind, sword, frost and sword force each other
A handful of pure soil covers the romantic flow
The romantic and clever style attracts resentment , the longevity is mostly due to slander, the sentimental young master has no worries!
The sky is lingering, talking about romance, the grass and trees also know their sorrow, and their youth is turning gray! Sigh: Who will give up and who will take back in this life? Marry with the spring breeze and don't care, go with you and endure the flood to stay.
Maoling Liu Lang is a visitor in autumn. He hears the horses neighing at night but leaves no trace at dawn.
Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branches of the bird's nest
The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hoofs are so bad that he can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day
Huang Ying'er
(Chao Buzhi of the Song Dynasty)
The beauty of Nanyuan is suitable for summer. In twos, twos, threes, new bamboo shoots emerge from the bamboo shoots, and Yi Yi crosses the eaves and invades the house. Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and the fine rain of sycamore trees. After noon, the shadows on the curtain are uneven, the sound of cicadas in the distant forest is heard, and the remains of a deep dream are revealed.
Standing still, the past is gone, how could I have lived there for a while? Taking care of human affairs, it is not enough to reflect on the emotions in dreams. Watch the tea floating flowers, and a wisp of fragrance lingers on the stick. The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian was the couple of Emperor Xi.
Hanzhou
(Weizhuang, Tang Dynasty)
When Binong first arrived in Hanzhou City, he was shocked by the towers of Guoyi. There is a shimmering color in the shadow of pine and osmanthus, and the sound of strings in the wind of wild lotus. People's hearts are not as chaotic as the classics, and fortune should be peaceful.
After ten days of drunken sleep at Jinyan Station, Linqi has no regrets and his face is full of waves.
Ba Sheng Ganzhou
(Song Dynasty Chen Kai)
The lotus wind and polyester face are just like wheat autumn, so spring clothes should be worn upside down. Crossing the Xiaoxi River, the clouds are wet, the sun is flowing, dust is flowing on your feet, and spider silk is exposed.
The young swallow adjusts its wings and catches the wind, but it is too weak to fight for the mud. Lined with brocade, the courtyard is lined with roses outside the bamboo.
Standing for a long time by the warmth, watching the swimming fish blow foam and the waves dizzy the flat pond. Moss-marked foundation stone, when the rain gradually ripens the plum blossoms.
Near the short fence, white butterflies gather in groups, plundering wild flowers, chasing each other high and low. Where the words are forgotten, the emblem string blows and the flowing water predicts.
Poetry on cold mountains to relieve the summer heat
(Modern Ma Yifu)
The night is short and there is no coolness, and the mountains are small and it is difficult to escape the heat. In the dream, there is a lotus breeze, and the moonlight is shining in Xiaoxiang and Zhug Province.
When you see the source of your heart, you will know that the bird has left Fan. It has never been of any use, just a quotation.
Xiaozhongshan
(Shen Wei)
The flowers pass through the garden and the shade is clear. Langgan has newly taken off bamboo shoots and is full of green. The sound of rain is only in the east of Xiaochi. Rest on your pillow and face the wild wind.
Open curtains for long days. The light dust cannot fly, and the painting hall is empty. Who will I be with tonight? People are like jade, facing the bright moon.
Read Fan Chuan's poems
The lotus wind in Jiang Fei's arms swept away the crazy clouds and spread out the blue sky.
The tender and hot stools are angry and sparse, and the setting sun loves to attract flying insects.
For nine thousand years, spring rain has continued, and thousands of flowers along the river are empty.
It's not Fan Chuan's pearls and jade sentences, but the passing of time will kill a poor man.
Recalling Jiangnan (2)
(Tianxin)
Hearing the flying flute, the wind is independent of the lotus.
Under the moonlight, plum blossoms cast shadows in the sky, and catkins fluttered from the canopy in front of the window.
Sorrowful in the greenery.
Visit the late king's consort's pond pavilion
(Li Yuan, Tang Dynasty)
The flowers and trees are exquisite, and fishing boats are everywhere. Luo Qiyan is drunk, and the wind is fragrant and warm.
Wild birds turn green and the water on the inclined bridge is red. Ziyouxiao is in charge of everything, but who loves Bi Xian Nong?
Chen's Garden
(Zhengchao of Tang Dynasty)
There are three or four peaks in the door, and several people are happy together.
Looking for the new spring of cranes Outside, the monks are left in the ancient trees.
Cicadas chirp, locust leaves rain, fish scatter and lotus leaves scatter in the wind.
I am so happy to accompany you to enjoy the quiet scenery, and clear chants surround the stone clusters.
Wind Fu
Article/Song Yu
The wind rises at the end of Qingping, feeling light and joyful; it floats in the eight wilderness and four fields, blowing all things and circling; it rises and falls in the clouds Internationally and locally, ambitious yet solid. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are endlessly changing; whirling and dancing slowly, with myriad gestures. Some are as tender as water, full of affection; some are majestic and majestic; some are weeping, singing, and complaining; or roaring and roaring, moving the earth and shaking the heavens.
The mood of spring is hazy, and the cold is getting warm again. Yin and Yang are harmonious and wild, and heaven and earth are lingering and whirlwind. The willow silk is swaying gently, and the gentle breeze is beginning to appear; the branches and leaves are green, and then they are cute and warm in the green clothes. Feeling soft and warm, the leisurely feeling of brushing the curtains; turning to the Zhuge Pavilion to feel at ease, eliminating the sadness of the shabby room. The warm breeze intoxicates thousands of flowers and trees, and the long spring dream follows the clouds and rain.
Summer is approaching quietly, and the eyes are full of green mountains. Winding around the suburbs and forests, we gather the beautiful ladies of the Three Spring Festivals. The strong wind and strong grass, accompanied by the daytime, sway the dust and mist; the orchids on the shore dance with the falling clouds and the undulating clouds and smoke. Wandering among the branches and leaves of willows, wandering in the mist of thousands of miles of mountains. The mountains in the distance are emerald green when you shake them, the grass is moved by green smoke; the water near you is rippled by the waves, and the phantoms are tilted by the joy of fish.
Autumn is bleak and desolate. The grass is blowing all over and the color fades, and the fallen leaves are swaying to fill the sky. The drizzle is comparable to the rain, and the silk threads are dripping on the red gauze curtain; the rolling roll is swaying, and the graceful intrusion is in the long sleepless night. Heartless in the mourning of yellow leaves, roaring in the forest springs in the wilderness. Disturbing the falling clouds, it is helpless, covering the dawn moon with clouds; making the xiaoxiao full of eyes, turning the gurgling water into cold water.
The winter is cold and steep, with howling and climbing. Reciting Xiao Sa, all things are hidden, and the flying snow is swept away, and the sky is filled with scales. Or you may be waiting for a cold night, and you will be frightened by the desolation of the Nuan Pavilion; or you may be watching the dawn window, and you will see the sharp and severe winter accompanied by frost. Gathering and scattering around, they imagine the desolation of the wilderness; their ambitions are desolate and the world is frozen, forcing the rivers to freeze their faces.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold, and the strong men cry when they hear it; the wind blows and the clouds fill the sky, and the warriors sing their songs for a long time.
The wind is miserable and the night is sleepless, and the beauty is so soft and cold. The wind and dreams are unfavorable, and the care of a beautiful woman is empty and troublesome.
Song Yu was born in Ying (Zhongxiang), a suburb of Chu State during the Warring States Period. He was born in Xinwei, about the 25th year of King Nan of Zhou (290 BC), and died in the 25th year of King Zheng of Qin. (222 BC) Suici Yimao was a famous Chu Ci writer, slightly later than Qu Yuan, and has always been known as Qu Yuan and Song Dynasty in the history of literature. He was talented, talented, handsome, and suave. He was a famous handsome man in Chu State. Since ancient times, it has been said that he is as beautiful as Song Yu and as handsome as Pan An. He was unsuccessful in politics. During the reign of King Qingxiang of Chu, he only asked his friends to recommend him as a literary attendant and other minor officials. He gave advice and suggestions to King Qingxiang, but none of them were accepted.
Song Yu's political experience was mainly in Yinglantai, a suburb. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the palace on Yinglantai in the suburbs was glorious, and it was known as the "Palace of Lantai" in history. The name of Lantai is said to have originated from Emperor Shun in Zhang Hua's "Natural History" of the Western Jin Dynasty. During Emperor Shun's southern tour, he once stationed his tent at Yingzhong Gaotai and planted orchids and grasses with his own hands, so the Chu people named the platform Lan Tai. According to "Historical Records·Chu Family": "The king of Yingzhong...the prince arrived and established himself as king, and he was considered the king of Qingxiang." In the thirty-seventh year of King Nan of Zhou (278 BC), at the end of Gui, Qin Bai Beginning to capture Ji Nancheng, the capital of Chu Ying, King Qingxiang of Chu moved the capital to Chendi, Henan. In order to regain the lost land of Chu State, King Qingxiang of Chu often visited the suburbs of Ying in the south and discussed with ministers in Lantai Palace the plan to rejuvenate Chu. At this time, Song Yu accompanied the King of Chu on a tour and asked about Yu Lantai Palace, resulting in famous classical stories such as "White Snow in Spring", "People from Lower Liba", "Goddess of Wushan Mountain", and "The Great King's Magnificent Wind", which have become eternal stories.
King Xiang of Chu was visiting the palace of Lantai. Song Yu accompanied him as an attendant.
A wind blew by, and the king, with his lapels folded, caught it and said, "How wonderful is this wind! Is it wrong for me to fight against the common people?" Song Yu said to the sun, "This is the king's wind ear, and the common people will be safe." And kill it!"
The king said: "My husband's wind, the air of heaven and earth, flows smoothly, and I don't care about the high and low, but I am a man of few people. How can I do it? "Song Yu said to him: "I heard from my teacher: 'When the Zhiju comes to the nest, the wind comes from nowhere. Are you living in peace?" Song Yu said to him: "The wind is born in the ground, rising from the end of Qingping. It soaks in the valley, rages in the mouth of the earth bag, and dances under the pines and cypresses in Mount Tai. , stirred up anger; the rumble of thunder returned to the cave; the trees were smashed, and the branches were killed. When they were about to decline, they were separated by beauty, punched and moved, and the leaves were scattered and scattered. The cool and majestic wind will float up and down, ride on the high city, enter the deep palace, linger among the cinnamon peppers, soar over the rushing water; will strike the essence of the hibiscus, hunt for the grass, and leave Qinheng. When you look at Xinyi, you will be surrounded by poplars; you will go back to the cave to rush to the mausoleum, and you will be surrounded by the fragrance. Then you will wander around the courtyard and go north to the jade hall; you will climb up to the curtain and pass through the bridal chamber, so you will be like a king in the wind. It is desolate and refreshing; it is refreshing and cold, and it heals the disease; it calms the eyes and ears, and calms the body."
The king said: "What a good man! How can we smell the wind of people?" Song Yu said to him, "The wind of common people suddenly rises in the back alleys, raising dust; it is filled with resentment, punching holes in the door; moving the sand and blowing away ashes; It is turbid and rotten; the evil is thin and enters the urn and the floor, and it is in the house. Therefore, the person is in the wind, and the shape is straight and turbid, causing warmth and dampness. The eyes are scornful; the wind is the so-called female wind of the common people, and there is no distinction between male and female. However, the air in the palace is fresh, while the air in the slums is foul. This is true. The author has different perceptions of wind from the senses of hearing, vision and smell, vividly, vividly and realistically describing the completely different "male wind" and "female wind", reflecting the world of difference between the lives of emperors and poor people. The former is arrogant and luxurious, while the latter is miserable and miserable. The irony is embedded in the description, and the meaning is implicit.
Translation
King Xiang of Chu was visiting Lantai Palace, accompanied by Song Yu and Jing Chai.
When the wind blew, King Xiang of Chu opened his clothes to face the wind and said, "How refreshing the wind is! Is this something that I and the common people enjoy together?" Song Yu replied : "This is just the wind that you, the king, enjoy alone. How can the common people enjoy it with the king?"
King Xiang of Chu said: "The wind is a kind of air current between heaven and earth. , blowing everywhere and unimpeded, blowing to everyone regardless of rank. Now you only think that it is my own wind. Is there any reason?" Song Yu replied: "I learned from the teacher? There is a saying that birds will make nests on the curved branches of the tangerine tree, and wind will be generated in the hollows. Bird nests and wind appear according to different environmental conditions, so the momentum of the wind will naturally depend on the environment. King Xiang of Chu asked: "Where did the wind first come from?" Song Yu replied: "The wind is generated on the earth, from water plants like green apple." The tip floats up. It gradually enters the mountain stream and canyon, roaring at the entrance of the mountain cave. Then it continues to move along the bend of the mountain, dancing wildly under the pines and cypresses, making a ping-pong-pong sound. It is so high-spirited that it is like a roaring fire. When you hear it, it is like roaring thunder. When you look at it, it blows over rocks, breaks trees, and hits dense forests and grass. When the wind subsides, the wind spreads in all directions and can only penetrate. Enter the small cave and swing the door bolt. After the strong wind subsides, the scenery is clear and the breeze is rippling. "So the cool and majestic wind sometimes rises and sometimes falls, crossing the high city wall. , enter the deep palace house. It blows the flowers and trees, spreading the rich fragrance, it lingers among the osmanthus and pepper trees, swirls on the rapid water, it stirs the lotus, passes through the grass, and blows away the Qinheng. , leveling the new lands, leaving the newly born weeping poplar trees.
It swirls and surges, causing all kinds of flowers and plants to wither, and then roams leisurely in the courtyard, enters the main hall of the palace, floats into the silk curtains, and passes through the deep inner chambers. This can be called the style of a king. "
"So when the wind blows on people, it only makes them feel chilly and shiver slightly, and it is so cold that they gasp. It is so cool and refreshing that it can cure diseases, relieve drunkenness, make people's ears and eyes bright, the body healthy, and the movement convenient. This is what is called the majesty of a king. "
King Chu Xiang said: "You have said so well about the king's style! Can you tell me about the common people's style? "
Song Yu replied: "The common people's wind suddenly blew in the blocked alley, and then raised dust. The wind and sand swirled and rolled, passed through the holes, invaded the door, and blew up the gravel. , blowing away cold ash, stirring up dirty things, emitting a rotten and moldy smell, and then blowing diagonally into the poor people's homes, all the way to their houses. "
"So when the wind blows on people, its condition will only make people upset, depressed and depressed. It drives away the evil spirits of warmth and dampness, making people contract damp diseases; this wind Blow it into the heart, it will make people sad and distressed, cause serious illness and high fever, blow it on people's lips and cause lip sores, blow it on people's eyes and cause eye diseases, and it can also cause strokes and convulsions, making people unable to chew, suck and shout, and die. You can't live without it. This is what is called the feminine style of common people. ”
Qingping is a waterweed