Lin Bu (967-1028), also known as Mr. He Jing, was a Han nationality and a native of Huangxian Village, Dali, Zhejiang Province (some say Qiantang, Hangzhou). A famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. When he was young, he studied hard and was proficient in hundreds of schools of classics and history. The book states that he is aloof and self-satisfied, likes to be indifferent, and does not seek glory or gain. When he grew up, he once roamed the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, and later lived in seclusion in West Lake, Hangzhou, and stayed in Lushan Mountain. He often traveled to various temples in the West Lake in a small boat and interacted with eminent monks and poets. Whenever guests arrived, he would ask the door boy to let the crane fly. When Lin Bu saw the crane, he would return in a boat. Poems are written and discarded, never retained. He died in 1028 (the sixth year of Tiansheng's reign). His nephews Lin Zhang (Chaosan doctor) and Lin Bin (Yingzhou order) went to Hangzhou together to attend the funeral. Song Renzong granted him the posthumous title Mr. He Jing.

Lin Bu's famous sayings:

Doing good is like climbing a mountain with a heavy load. Although your ambition is firm, you may not be able to do it; doing evil is like riding a horse uphill, even if you don't encourage it, you still can't. Not enough to control it.

Being harmonious to others, being lenient to others, and being forgiving is what a gentleman is.

The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not yet been completed, and the tide at the head of the river has subsided. Wushan is green, Yueshan is green. The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other, who knows the feelings of parting?

Loyalty, honesty and integrity are the foundation of one's life, not a tool to gain fame.

Those who preserve their lives have few desires, and those who preserve their lives avoid their fame.

Too much talk is contrary to the truth, and too much desire is harmful to life.

If you are full, fat and sweet, and if you wear light and warm clothes, you will lose your fortune if you don’t know the rules; if you accumulate too much, you will be arrogant and wealthy, and if you don’t know how to stop, you will kill yourself.

Those who care about themselves are unkind, and those who like to accumulate wealth are unjust. Those who are respectful are rude, and those who are greedy for fame are unwise.

He who has more than enough virtue but lacks it is humble; he who has more than enough wealth but lacks it is despicable.

Sensation and lust are the tools of ruined virtue, thinking is the foundation of survival.

When the vessel is full, it will overflow; when the people are full, it will be mournful.

Those who don’t know enough are eager to learn, and those who don’t know enough are complacent.

Eating can quench hunger, drinking can quench thirst; fear can quell disaster, and sufficient can quell greed.

The years that have passed cannot be restored, the future cannot be anticipated, and the things that are present cannot be lost.

If the mind is not clear, it is impossible to see the way; if the ambition is not clear, it is impossible to determine the merits.

Who is in charge of the chaotic spring scenery in the golden valley?

Sincerity has no regrets, forgiveness has no resentment, harmony has no enmity, and tolerance has no humiliation.

Those who are humble and humble are the beginning of virtue; those who are violent and treacherous are the beginning of disaster.

Those who are harmonious internally will have a prosperous family, and those who are harmonious externally will benefit their people.

Those who care about the country do not care about themselves, and those who love the people do not care about their superiors.

Those who surrender to themselves will be able to deal with others; those who are eager to win will inevitably encounter enemies.

A strong arguer disguises his fault, but a humble person has no arguments.

The one who conquers selfishness can destroy the public.

Be honest but not deceive, keep your faith but not doubt.

I raise my eyes and look around at the vastness of the universe. I can climb the sun, moon, stars and morning.

The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk. Excerpts from the classic sayings of the famous poet Liu Yong 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? Excerpts from the famous poems of Zhang Yanghao, a famous poet in the Yuan Dynasty

Zhang Yanghao (1269-1329), Han nationality, with the courtesy name Ximeng and the nickname Yunzhuang, was born in Jinan, Shandong Province , the 23rd generation grandson of Zhang Jiugao, the younger brother of Zhang Jiuling, the famous prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, and a famous Sanqu writer in the Yuan Dynasty. He is good at both poetry and writing, and is famous for his Sanqu. His works include "Three Matters of Advice", "Guitian Lei Manuscript", "Shanshan Sheep·Tong Caring about Ancient Times", etc. Zhang Yanghao was famous for his talents when he was young. He traveled to the capital for a long time and presented a book to Pingzhang Buhumu, which was very surprising. There were many censors, prime ministers, and supervisors, and they were promoted to supervise the censors, and they neglected the current affairs for more than ten thousand words. He was a straight bachelor of the Hanlin Academy and a minister of the Ministry of Rites. Zhu Quan of the Ming Dynasty's "Taihe Zhengyin Pu" said that his music is "like a jade tree facing the wind".

Excerpts from the famous poems of Zhang Yanghao, a famous poet in the Yuan Dynasty

1. Peaks and mountains are like gatherings, waves are like angry waves, mountains and rivers are outside and inside Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitated. It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt. When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.

2. If you advance, you will live in peace to carry out your ambitions; if you retreat, you will live in peace and repair what you have failed to achieve. Then you can also achieve something when you advance, and you can do something when you retreat.

3. Poor autumn, a thin curtain of rain darkens the west building.

After the yellow flowers fell on the Double Ninth Festival, their romance disappeared.

I am ashamed of myself for people with yellow flowers. The flowers are still the same, but people are thinner than yellow flowers.

If you ask about the flowers, you won’t say anything, but the flowers will make you sad.

4. The mountains are better when clouds come, and the mountains are picturesque when clouds go away. The mountains are dim and bright because of the clouds, and the mountains are high and low. Leaning on the stick and standing up to remove the sand, I looked back to see the mountain home. Wild deer sleep in the mountain grass, and mountain apes play with wild flowers. Yunxia, ??I love mountains pricelessly. Watching and walking, Yunshan also loves us.

5. Fame has been growing rapidly. From ancient times to the present, there have been several Qianxi:

One hangs his head at the city gate;

One of the ten great meritorious deeds will not be retained; a man of ten thousand words will be demoted to Zhongzhou.

One is imprisoned without guilt, and the other is wiping his own throat.

If you think about it carefully, it is not as good as a boat with leaves.

6. There is a wisp of green poplar smoke, a pear blossom moon, and a pillow of Begonia wind. With such leisurely use, who would want to live in the Prime Minister's Palace or the Imperial Palace?

7. The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside.

8. Only if a person has courage can he accomplish anything.

9. I would rather others betray me than I should betray others. This is the first thing I should do to myself.

10. The lace jade stands tall and the orioles sing on the tree strings.

11. The mountains are better when the clouds come, and the mountains are picturesque when the clouds go.

12. Scholars should seek to improve themselves, not others.

13. The only bird in the clouds that never sleeps

14. Ban Ding is far away in Yuguan, and Chu Lingjun is haggard on the river bank. Li Si was saddened by the yellow dog, and Lu Ji sighed by Huating. Zhang and Jianzhi were in trouble when they were old, and Su Zizhan was tortured four or five times. Therefore, the name "Gong Gong" means laziness.

Yesterday, my face was as beautiful as a walnut, but today my hair is mottled. It’s just the time when peach trees and plum blossoms are springing up, and they are mulberry trees early and late. I have sacrificed so much for the ancients, I only care for the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, so I am lazy in seeking fame and fame.

15. Looking around Lishan, Afang lit up the torch. Where was the luxury then?

16. Three meals with simple tea and light food will be sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening;

Commoner clothes are warmer than silk and can be worn in long or short lengths;

After the rain, the sky is blue and you can ride in a small boat, with fish on one side and wine on the other;

Children's talk after returning home at night In front of the lamp, there is a saying today, and there is a saying in ancient times;

Three poles in the sun, I sleep alone, who is a god, I am a god.

17. You cannot discipline yourself as much as you discipline others

18. The ground was covered with white clouds, blown away by the east wind, but covering half of the mountain.

19. It is better for others to betray me than for others.

20. The smoke and water of a river illuminate the blue sky, people on both sides of the strait have painted eaves, and the lotus bushes are in the pale autumn light. Watch the sand gulls dancing again and again, rolling the ten-mile bead curtain in the fragrant wind. Painting boats are coming to the horizon, wine flags are blowing in the wind, and love is killing Jiangnan.

21. Facing such a scenery,

sitting down,

is intoxicating even without wine. Excerpts of famous quotes by Li Qi, an official in the Northern Song Dynasty

Li Qi (lived around 1114 AD), also known as Xiao Yuan (also known as Suyuan), had an ominous year of birth and death, around the time of Zhenghe Zhenghe, Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty. He was born in Yongqiu (now Qixian County, Henan Province) and has few poetic names. During the Xuanhe period, he was responsible for supervising the wine tax in Hanyang.

Together with Wang Junyi, he first established a correct theory. Official to Shangshulang. Download the volume of "Yuefu Ya Ci" with fourteen of his poems.

Li Qi's famous saying:

Downstairs, the song is clear, and the song of the water breaks the spring breeze. Dream clouds and smoke trees, according to Jiangnan Road. Blue water and yellow sand, dreaming of finding plum blossoms. There are countless flowers, and I am speechless when I ask about them. The bright moon goes with everyone.

Who is in the boat in Luomei Village, surrounded by dreams and misty rain on the clear stream. Peach blossoms, flowing water and mandarin fish fat are just the right place to take advantage of, the river and the sky.

The young man counts the flowers and whiskers at will, but the old man has no intention of doing so.

The flowers are deep and people are quiet, and the curtains are locked to keep the fragrance clear and the day will last forever. The red medicine railings and jade cases are graceful in the spring breeze.

Clap your hands to catch the west wind. Startled the obedient dragon. The green mountains and green waters are the same in ancient and modern times. There is only one moon on the mountain, shining brightly on the river. The clock falls at one o'clock. It's like empty space. Taoists never live without cloud peaks. But people with sake jars meet each other wherever they go.

The eyes are so full of joy that they want to slip away. Green mountains and beautiful eyebrows.

Rain walks on clouds, baits the wind and drinks the mist, a life-long game. There is nothing in the void in the smile, but there is something magical and majestic about it.

Sweep the entire Yunnan Mengbei and see the autumn waters of the three rivers and five lakes. Two interpretations of the wild song, one pure move, transcending thousands of miles.

Hanging a stick and walking through the green Xiao, blowing flowers drunkenly around Jiangmei. My thoughts in my hometown are always reminding me of each other, and this means that I can meet my potential.

The autumn wind blows, rustling the leaves. The mourning kites are heard upstairs in Yueyang, but who knows the desolate moonlight downstairs? The fog and rain sink into the clouds and dreams, and the misty waves in the cave are misty. Unfortunately, there is nowhere to ask Xiang Ling, only the ruthless river flows around the lonely city.

The beauty is not seen at dawn, and the clouds roar with a long whistle. The clear water fills the pond, and a branch of wind blows outside the bamboo. Wonderful, wonderful, the moon is bright in the sky in the middle of the night.

Deep in the spring water lake, there are bamboo-covered sandbars with no roads. I came with the falling flowers, but I went back believing in the east wind. Stay, stay, and take a closer look at the mist and rain on the two mountains.

Fortunately, it was not too early for the Han family to be deeply grateful, and this life will end with Hu Zhonglao. This person was so grateful to the Han Palace that he killed all the grass on the Qingqing Plain.