Die Lian Hua
Liu Yong
Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the gloomy sky. In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, I am speechless. Who will be silent?
I want 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.
Appreciation
This is a touching piece. The poet combined the feeling of being wandering in a foreign land with the lingering thoughts of missing his beloved. He used the expression method of "winding paths leading to secluded places" to describe the scenery lyrically and with sincere feelings. The first film depicts the scene of climbing up the stairs and waiting. The gentle breeze, the color of grass, the light of smoke, and the setting sun are used to form a picture of spring at dusk, which are related to the images of lovesickness and separation. The first film takes "Spring Sorrow" as the core to describe the scene and state of Spring Sorrow in multiple levels, with graceful writing style. The second piece is lyrical, expresses one's heart directly, and writes lyrics with deep feelings and strong aspirations. The meaning of the three sentences "Yubao" and "Qiang Le" suddenly changes. The writer wanted to use the wild song to shout and get drunk, seeking to be drunk and forget his worries, and sing for a while to be happy, so as to get rid of the depression and entanglement of spring sorrow. The result is "still tasteless" boredom and emptiness, which shows that the spring sorrow is so deep and deep that it cannot be relieved. Finally, the poet's decisive attitude towards "spring sorrow" is revealed: "I will never regret it." "For Yi", Fang Shi painted a clear picture of the difficulty of getting rid of spring sorrow, and the secret of being haggard and unrepentant because of spring sorrow: For her, the steadfast love of "Fairy Yingying" ("Qu Yu Guan"), I am worthy of being haggard and thin. Damn it, trust me with your life! The words are direct and affectionate, with citizen-like passion, which is really soul-stirring. The whole poem successfully portrays the image of a sincere man and describes the psychology fully and delicately, especially the last two sentences of the poem, which directly express the heart and reveal the protagonist's spiritual state like a finishing touch. Wang Guowei called it "specialized in love words." The Absolute One”.
This song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" is a nostalgic poem that combines the feeling of being wandering in a foreign land with the lingering feelings of loving the person you love.
The first film is about climbing high and looking far away, and the sorrow of separation arises spontaneously. "Standing against the dangerous building, the wind blows softly" and "dangerous building" imply that the lyrical protagonist has a high foothold and must travel far. "Leaning" shows that the protagonist has been leaning on the railing for a long time and has deep thoughts. But unexpectedly, the result of "standing still" is "looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy." "Spring Sorrow" refers to the sorrow of leaving and looking forward to returning home. Rather than saying that "Spring Melancholy" grows secretly in the heart, it can instead be said that it arises from the distant horizon. On the one hand, it strives to avoid the ordinary, trying to turn the intangible into tangible, abstraction into concreteness, and increase the visuality and flow of the picture; on the other hand, It is also because its "spring sorrow" is triggered by the sky scenery. Then, the sentence "Grass color and smoke" shows what the protagonist sees when he looks across the horizon. The sentence "Speechless, who knows" is not only a sigh of relying on the fence and having vain hopes, but also a sigh of not seeing the beloved and having a hard time expressing the heartache. The word "speechless" means thousands of thoughts.
In the second part of the film, the protagonist decides to drink and sing wildly to relieve his sorrow of separation: "I plan to get drunk on the madness." But if you force yourself to look good for pleasure, you will end up feeling "tasteless". From "intense" to "tasteless", the writing style is turbulent and full of waves. The two sentences "The clothes are getting wider and wider" in the knot point are written with tenderness in a strong pen, vowing that they are willing to become thinner and haggard because of missing their beloved. "No regrets in the end", that is, "no regrets until death", expresses the protagonist's perseverance and persistent attitude, and the lyrics are sublimated. He Shang's "Wrinkle Water Xuan Ci Quan" believes that the lines "Whose family on the road is young and romantic, I suspect that I will marry and die for the rest of my life. Even if I am ruthlessly abandoned, I can't be ashamed" are " "It is absolutely wonderful"; and the last two sentences of this poem are based on Wei's poems, but they are "qi and graceful". In fact, Feng Yanji's "Magpies Stepping on the Branches" "I often get sick and drink in front of the flowers every day, and I am always beautiful and thin in the mirror". Although the language is more decadent, it still belongs to this category. Later, Wang Guowei said in "Words in the World" that "those who have achieved great things and great scholars in ancient and modern times must pass through three realms." Regret, because of Yi Xiao, people are haggard." This is probably what Liu Yong's two sentences summarized as a perseverance and perseverance in character and attitude.
The whole poem is written with passion, persistence and sincerity, which can quite show the lyrical characteristics of Liu Ci
Wang Guowei said in "Human Ci Hua": "The achievements of ancient and modern times have made great achievements and great achievements. Scholars must pass through three realms: "Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world." This is the first realm.
"The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of Yi." ’ This is the second realm. "The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place." This is the third realm. "I had nothing to do, and I was playing with the witty sayings of the scholars. While praising the verses, I suddenly got something in my mind: There are three realms in studying, and there are also three realms in drinking and drinking. Let's try to discuss it.
Wang Guowei believed that the first realm of scholarship was: “Last night the west wind withered the green trees. "Only on the high building, I can see the end of the world." This phrase comes from Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers". The original meaning is that "I" go up to the high building and see a more desolate autumn scenery, with yellow leaves in the west wind, wide mountains and long rivers. What is the purpose of the case? In Wang Guowei's sentence, it is understood that those who want to achieve great things in learning must first have persistent pursuit, look far, observe the path, clarify the goals and directions, and understand the overall situation of things. This is naturally a metaphor. , Seeing the big from the small. If we interpret it according to the original words, these sentences are the accumulation and brewing period of emotions, which is a kind of foreshadowing for the following "Looking to the End of the World" state of drinking, just after a few drinks. After drinking, the alcohol smell rises slightly. At this time, those who are happy are more happy, and those who are sad are more sad. However, even though there are thousands of words in the stomach, it is not "gentle and drizzle" on the surface, it is just "touching". Rookies who have just started surfing the Internet cannot type quickly, do not understand technology, and cannot criticize. Therefore, regardless of forums (BBS) or chat rooms, they are generally relatively "modest" and do not dare to make big moves. Most of them are "novices on the road." The words "take care of me" appear to be more "polite" and "sensible". However, the mentality and qualifications from "rookie" to "irrigation expert" slowly grow up at this stage.
Wang’s second realm of scholarship is as follows: “As the clothes get wider and wider, I will never regret it. "This quote is from the last two sentences of Liu Yong's "Butterfly Love Flower" in the Northern Song Dynasty. The original words express the author's hardships of love and his lack of regrets. If the word "Y" is understood as the ideal pursued by the poet and his lifelong work Wang Guowei had an ulterior motive, and used these two sentences to describe a great career and a great scholar. It is not something that can be achieved easily. It must be determined and pursued after hard work, sleepless nights, and hard work. Even if you are thin and wide, you will not regret it. This is of course Wang Guowei's brilliance. Then the state of drinking is when the wine is full, the heart is full of ambition, and the face is red. When "feeling", he said boldly: "It's done! Drink wine, water, drink, get drunk, pour, sleep, do it! ", "It's rare to get drunk a few times in life", "There are only a few autumns in life, and you won't give up until you get drunk" and so on. Anyway, they are talking wildly, spitting, and getting drunk only after getting drunk. At this stage of drinking, The "young bird" has gradually grown in wings and has a strong iron beak. It has evolved into the level of a "falcon". It can type quickly and has become "familiar" in forums and chat rooms. It is still like a virgin when it is quiet, "giving advice". "The country inspires writing", "The young boy who is just a classmate is in his prime", "the dung soil was like a prince of ten thousand households"; when it moves, it is like a rabbit, ya, ha, ha, ha, pull, scare, all the moves are used, messing around and beating, The Three Gorges burst its embankments and flooded the Jinshan Mountains, showing the attitude of "If you want to bring peace to the world, in today's world, no one else can do it but me."
The third realm of Wang's scholarship is: "Look for him among the crowd." After a thousand clicks, I suddenly looked back, but that person was there, in a dimly lit place. "" is a quote from the last four lines of the poem "The Sapphire Case" by Xin Qiji of the Southern Song Dynasty. Liang Qichao called this poem "self-pitying and lonely, and there is no embrace for those who are sad." This is a borrowed word to describe something, and has nothing to do with literary appreciation. Wang Guowei has already He said, "We can struggle without labor." He used the last four sentences of the word as the third of the "realm", which is the ultimate and highest realm. Although this is not Xin Qiji's original intention, it can also lead to the distant meaning of learning. Those who want to achieve a great career must have a focused spirit, repeatedly pursue and study, and work hard. Then they will suddenly understand, make discoveries, and make inventions, and then they can move from the kingdom of necessity to the kingdom of freedom. Extending this aspect, Wang Guowei's brilliance must be said.
Then, when a drinker reaches the state of "looking back suddenly, there is that person, in the dimly lit place", then the wine at that time, strictly speaking, is no longer wine, but a kind of "spirit", Changge When crying, drunkenness seems to wake up, prosperity is gone, and impetuousness gradually disappears. Li Bai's "Hundred Poems about Drinking Wine" and Cao Cao's "The Geometry of Life, Singing over Wine", these essences all come from this realm.
Original text: The First Realm: Yan Shu's "Butterflies Love Flowers"
The chrysanthemums on the threshold are worried about the smoke and the orchids are weeping with dew, the curtains are light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.
Last night, the phoenix withered in the west and the green trees were gone. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If you want to send a colorful cage and ruler, you will know where the mountains and rivers are!
The second realm: Liu Yong's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"
Standing against the dangerous building, the wind is gentle and looking at the extreme Spring sorrow brings darkness to the sky. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word to say, who will be silent.
I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
The third realm: Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case"
The east wind blows thousands of trees and flowers down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix whistles, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.
The golden strands of snow and willows in Er'er are full of laughter and secret fragrance. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.
Liu Yong
Liu Yong: (987?-1055?), whose courtesy name was Qiqing and whose initial name was Sanbian. Because it ranks seventh, it is also called Liu Qi. His ancestral home is Hedong (now part of Shanxi), and later moved to Chong'an (now part of Fujian). 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. Due to the bumpy official career and poor life, he turned from pursuing fame to becoming tired of officialdom. He indulged in the beautiful and prosperous urban life and found sustenance in "leaning on the red and nestling in the green" and "singing in a low voice". As the first ci writer in the Northern Song Dynasty who devoted himself to writing lyrics, he not only developed the theme and content of ci words, but also produced a large number of slow ci words, developed narrative techniques, promoted the popularization and colloquialism of ci words, and produced a relatively large number of poems in the history of ci words. Big impact.
There are three types of content in Liu Ci: 1. Describing the prosperity of the city and the lifestyle of the citizens, "Looking at the Sea Tide" is the most famous. This is the earliest long-tempo slow poem created by literati. It vividly depicts the beautiful scenery and prosperity of Qiantang River. 2. Describe the love between men and women. Some of these words express the misfortunes of the lower class people and the author's deep sympathy for them, such as "Ding Feng Bo", some describe the misery of prostitutes and their resentment towards frivolous men, such as "Youth Travel", and some describe prostitutes' desire for freedom and true love. About love life, such as "The Legend of Lost Immortals". 3. The emotion of Jianghu Luotuo is another important content of his lyrics.
The Fall of the Romantic Talent Liu Yong
Commenting on Liu Yong, no matter how you look at it, you have to admit that he is the leading romantic talent in the history of Chinese literature. Li Bai was talented, and Su Shi was also romantic. If you want to be a talented person, you must also be romantic, and you can use your talent and romantic style to reach the point of painting, and you can do it with ease. I'm afraid Li Bai and Su Shi can't match Liu Yong's reputation.
Liu Yong is not only a romantic and talented man, but also a cram school student who has failed many attempts, a drunkard who often drinks frequently, a prodigal son who haunts Qin Tower and Chu Hall, and a small official who has a bumpy career. He "writes lyrics according to orders" A professional lyricist, a wandering tourist, a pretentious "Prince in White", a brother of a prostitute in a singing house, a bohemian playboy, a freelance writer on the streets, a fool who angers the emperor, a slovenly clown, who dares to A man who hates but dares to love, a bachelor who has no wife and no wife, a master who innovated and developed Song poetry.
Thinking of Liu Yong, you will naturally think of the famous saying that has been passed down through the ages: "Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of neglecting the Qingqiu Festival! Where can I wake up tonight? The dawn wind is waning on the willow bank. ..." As if Seeing the autumn colors in the south of the Yangtze River, the water and the sky are the same color under the willow-painted bridge. There are hundreds of thousands of homes in the wind curtain and green curtain. The heavy lake reflects the green mountains, with three autumn osmanthus and ten miles of lotus flowers. Clouds and trees surround the dike and sand, and there are orchid boats urging them to set off. In the setting sun, the cicadas are mournful.
Liu Yong, who was full of sorrow, said goodbye to the two or three girls who came to see him off. Looking at his tearful eyes, Liu Yong murmured and longed: "In the intermittent setting sun. For the evening scene, the sadness is far away, and the new sorrow and the old hatred come one after another. People are connected thousands of miles away. I remember the customs of two places, thousands of smoke and water. The rain stops and the sky is high. , Looking across the twelve green peaks, I am completely speechless, who can express my feelings in such a way that I can’t help but express my feelings..."
The writing is extremely beautiful and expressive. Extremely beautiful. Liu Yong's writing is full of sunshine, spring rain and pictures. The Jiangnan he described was vivid, emotional, charming and interesting, which fascinated the talented people living in Jiangnan. There is innocence and childishness in Liu Yong's heart, tenderness like water, and passion like fire. The flat sound is like a cuckoo crowing blood, like an autumn rain splashing with water, making the Song lyrics very graceful.
Perhaps in compliance with the rule of "articles hate life," Liu Yong's life was too unlucky. The first time I went to Beijing to take the exam, I failed. I failed again for the second time. Ordinarily, tutoring and tutoring can definitely make a comeback. But Liu Yong, who refused to admit defeat, just couldn't keep his temper and wrote a song called "Crane Soaring to the Sky" that was full of complaints and did not know the heights of the sky:
On the gold list, I occasionally missed the lead. How to pay tribute to the virtuous people temporarily left in the Ming Dynasty? If the attempt fails, the situation will be easy, and the struggle will be in vain? No need to talk about gains and losses. A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white clothes.
Fireworks in the alleys, a barrier of beautiful paintings according to the agreement. Fortunately, I find the right person to look for. And nestle in the red green, romantic affairs, life will be smooth. Youth is the same. Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine and sang in a low voice.
If you fail the exam, you will not reflect on yourself, but you will say that the emperor did not discover you and the government missed talented people. He is obviously a commoner, but he still wants to say that he is a talented poet, a high-ranking official without official robes. What is particularly intolerable to the authorities is the sentence at the end: "I tolerate the false reputation and sing in a low voice instead of pouring a cup of wine." The young people are really a little crazy. I didn't know how to lose face when I failed the ranking, but I pretended to be noble in exchange for "singing in a low voice".
The grumbling Liu Yong only wanted to be happy for a while, and never thought that the song "Crane Soaring to the Sky" created the bitterness of his life. It’s nothing if a young student who failed to pass the exam wrote a few naughty verses. The problem is that you are not an ordinary young person, you are Liu Yong, and wherever there is well water, there will be people singing and chanting your Liu Yong's lyrics. Liu Yong didn't know that his name and lyrics had covered alleys, buildings and places near and far; he didn't know that his magnetic words and fresh rhythms had conquered fans and star-chasers all over the world. Little did he know that in some dark corners, someone was spying on his whereabouts, and someone was picking apart the unstable elements in his lyrics. Several books about Liu Ci~
Within a few days, Liu Yong's "Crane Climbing to the Sky" was in the hands of Song Renzong. Renzong read it over and over again and groaned. The more he read, the more unpleasant it became, and the more he read, the more annoyed he became. Especially the line "I can't bear the false reputation. I'll sing in a low voice instead of a shallow cup of wine." It really hit Song Renzong's pain point. Three years later, Liu Yong took the exam again. After finally passing several tests, he only waited for the emperor's ink pen to mark the results. Unexpectedly, when Emperor Renzong saw the word "Liu Yong" on the roster, Long Yan was furious, and angrily erased Liu Yong's name, and commented on the side: "Go ahead and sing softly, why?" Want to gain fame? ”
The opponent is too powerful. Liu Yong, who was expelled, pretended to be happy after swallowing his tears, and wandered around the world cynically carrying the imperial approval sign of "writing lyrics according to the order". He went deep into the singing and dancing hall, carried out Renzong's imperial edict in a grand manner, and "sung lightly and quietly" day and night. This move is also poisonous enough. He was so humiliated and embarrassed that he couldn't breathe.
Liu Yong, who "wrote lyrics according to orders", played the "singing in a low voice" that was criticized by the imperial critics, and actually turned the tables on him and became a popular superstar, creating a famous brand effect. . The most rare thing is that the bitterness of the song and dance hall and the hardships of the journey made Liu Yong immortal and the glory of Song poetry, and laid the foundation for his unique and tragic life. This is a great blessing for Liu Yong, and even more so for Chinese literature.
Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, dancers and singers, is a very senior and sensitive topic. The dignitaries and gentlemen relied on their power to indulge themselves in wealth and indulgence in the Qin Tower and the Chu Pavilion, and died in a dream among the dancing girls and singers. Because of power, everything is legal and should be.
But they turned around, returned to the palace and mansion, put on official robes and black gauze, and as guardians of traditional morals, they slandered and cursed the dancers and singers they had trampled and trampled to show their civilization. Elegant, a gentleman. Liu Yong is different, maybe only Liu Yong is different. He observed the women living at the bottom with kindness and sincere sympathy. He put down the airs of being a "white prime minister" who looked down on the powerful, exchanged hearts with others, made friends with dancers and singers, and warmed those cold-blooded women with his true feelings. Heart, bleeding soul. In a place where the world was full of sewage, Liu Yong saw the filth in the bones of the Song Dynasty, and saw the despicability hidden under the cover of sublimity. The dirtiest and most despicable place is not the Qin Tower and the Chu Pavilion, but the magnificent palace.
Facing life head-on, Liu Yong made no secret of his feelings and sang his heart out unabashedly. In "Day and Night Music" he wrote:
Who can complain about loneliness? Even as a preface, it’s always an easy task. I had known that it would be difficult to fight with the land, but I regretted not keeping him at that time. Not only is he charming and upright, but he also has a special touch with people's hearts. A day without thinking can bring about a thousand thoughts.
There is a sentence in "Yujie Xing": Hazy secret thoughts are like flowers, and dreams are still shocked. I couldn't sleep in my clothes and quilt, and my pillow turned over and over again. Only Hualiang, the newly arrived Shuangyan, heard the dawn and sighed.
"Phoenix Wutong" writes: Leaning alone in a dangerous building, the breeze is soft, looking at the sorrow of separation, and the gloom is boundless. In the lingering light of the grass-colored mountains, there is no intention of leaning on the railing. I also want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the forced drinking is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore, and the clothes I wear make people haggard.
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True feelings, true love, true words, and a true man.
Dare to write, dare to sing, dare to act, dare to rebel.
Upright, open-minded, sweet and sweet, a rare true love, a legendary story. In a society full of filth, hypocrisy, deceit, and cruelty, don't say that Liu Yong wrote lyrics and music for the dancers and singers. Even if they embraced each other warmly and loved each other crazily, they were also noble, clean, and brilliant. If this is Liu Yong's downfall, then this kind of downfall is so beautiful and wonderful. It is enough to eclipse the love between men and women in the world that is carried out on the bed sheet of power and money.
The "gentlemen" scolded Liu Yong for sinking because Liu Yong loved Fireworks Lane. So have "gentlemen" really never been to Fireworks Alley? How virtuous they are and what beasts they are. There are indeed gentlemen who have never been to Fireworks Alley. So, have they never done anything outside of Fireworks Alley? In other words, don’t they have a yearning for Fireworks Alley deep in their souls? There are a few "gentlemen" who dare to say no.
Whether it is clear or turbid, black or white, the problem is not the matter itself, the key is to see who did it. Power is the magic wand of the powerful. It can turn a deer into a horse, and turn decay into magic. It has a strong allure to most men and women. With Liu Yong's wisdom and talent, he can definitely win some power, fame and fortune for himself. But the stupid Liu Yong just didn't understand, so he turned his back on the power and got close to the lower-class kagirls.
Li Bai, the great poet who despised the powerful, wanted to be an official deep in his soul. In the "Book with Han Jingzhou", he wrote in a disgusting way: "I don't need to be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, but I hope I can get to know Han Jingzhou." It is really Li Bai who captured such exquisite and artistic photos of horses. Later, he followed Yong Wanglin to revolt and almost lost the poet's life. Du Fu, the poet sage, looked honest and honest, but in his heart he really wanted to be an official. Braving the hail of bullets during the Anshi Rebellion, he wore hemp shoes and traveled hundreds of miles to chase the fleeing Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty. His loyalty and ideals are evident. The arrogant Mr. Wang Wei, although he lives in Zhongnan Mountain, his heart is in Chang'an City, always watching the activities of the officials. Creatively took a curved officialdom shortcut. It's noble, affordable, and there's no need to pay bribes. A top-notch poet and literati, holding a wine glass and waving his pen and ink, he impassionedly despised the powerful. He was as proud and noble as a white crane in the clouds. He looked up at the mountains that the world was playing with, dazzled, and called him immortals and saints. It is impossible to see that the six roots of the immortals and saints are not purified. They cannot resist the temptation of power and fame, cannot break the shackles of the worldly world, and cannot let go of the cancerous growths growing in the corners of their hearts. Hidden beneath the sonorous and noble words is a greater official addiction and greed for power than ordinary people.
It should be admitted that Liu Yong, who had tried and failed many times, could not quench his yearning for an official career. However, compared with Li Bai and Du Fu's persistence and hard work, and their complete willingness to sacrifice their lives for officialdom, Liu Yong's instinctive "longing" is insignificant. In front of the touchstone of fame and fortune, Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei, Han Yu and other first-class masters with good reputations definitely lost to the sinker-Liu Yong.
Literati who are passionate about officialdom and try every possible means to squeeze into it will find it difficult to associate with officials and board the boat of their ideals if they do not change their appearance to be shameless and dirty. Li Bai wanted to be an official, but he failed and was exiled to Yelang instead. After a person dies, there is no one around to deal with the aftermath. It is so desolate and miserable. Du Fu, who had been loyal to the court all his life and worked hard without complaint, finally died on a small boat. It was pitiful and sad. Liu Yong, who was far away from officialdom and had no children, died amid the heartbroken cries of the citizens and singing girls. The singers made Liu Yong's funeral very grand and grand. In order to commemorate Liu Yong, every year on the anniversary of Liu Yong's death, the singing girls would gather together to hold a "Liu Hanging Party". Although no one said Liu Yong's death was as important as Mount Tai, it was a rare happiness and warmth. A romantic and talented man is romantic both in life and death.
For thousands of years, only Liu Yong has dared to sink like this, and only Liu Yong has sunk to such a wonderful level.
Several books about Liu Ci~:
"Collection of Movements and Annotations" edited and annotated by Xue Ruisheng, published by Zhonghua Book Company in 1994
In my opinion, the traditional vertical version is It is the best of all Liu's poems ~ it was reprinted in 2002
Friends in Beijing who can buy it in general bookstores may wish to go to the third level to have a look
"Liu" "New Interpretation and Commentary of Yong's Ci" published by China Bookstore in 2005
The annotations are very comprehensive, and it is also very good to have detailed explanations and comments
"Selected Poems of Liu Yong" 2005 Published by Zhonghua Book Company
There are not many lyrics, only more than a hundred, but the annotations and explanations are very good, and the cover is very simple
Suitable for friends who generally love Song poetry
"Liu Yong" Zhao Changzheng, Wuzhou Communication Publishing House, October 2006
The decoration is gorgeous, with illustrations, very few words, about 20 poems
"Liu Yong" "Yongji" Sun Guanggui, annotated by Xu Jing, 2003 Yuelu Publishing House
The word selection is acceptable, the blue cover, but the annotations and explanations are average
Friends who study and like Liu Yong very much, It is recommended to buy "Collection of Movements and Notes", which has certain collection value
For friends who have a good impression of Liu Yong, I recommend "Selected Poems of Liu Yong", which is Liu Yong's representative work
Liu Yong Love: Xie Wenying and others
During the reign of Emperor Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a famous prostitute named Xie Yuying who was beautiful and talented and loved singing Liu Yong's lyrics the most. Liu Yongcai was arrogant and arrogant, which annoyed Renzong and could not be reused. He passed the imperial examination and was only appointed Yuhang County Prime Minister. Passing through Jiangzhou, I wandered into a prostitute's house as usual, and met Xie Yuying. I saw a volume of "Liu Qixin Ci" in his study, which she had copied in small regular script. Therefore, I understand her heart as soon as I read it, and my talents and talents match her. When parting, Liu Yong wrote a new poem to show that he would never change his heart, while Xie Yuying vowed to treat Liu Lang behind closed doors from now on.
Liu Yong served in Yuhang for three years and met many famous prostitutes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but he did not forget Xie Yuying. Ren Man returned to Beijing and met her in Jiangzhou. Unexpectedly, Yuying took on new customers and went to drink with them. Liu Yong was very melancholy and wrote a poem on the flower wall, describing the love scene three years ago and expressing his displeasure at breaking the promise today. Finally, he said: "I heard that Song Yu from Lantai was versatile and good at poetry. May I ask where Xingyun is going?"
Xie Yuying came back and saw Liu Yongci, sighing that he was indeed a passionate and talented man. , feeling ashamed that he had not kept his former alliance, he sold his belongings and rushed to Tokyo to look for Liu Yong. After many twists and turns, Xie Yuying found Liu Yong at the home of Chen Shishi, a famous prostitute in Tokyo. After meeting again after a long separation, it is difficult to express all kinds of feelings. The two of them want to make peace again. Xie Yuying lived in Chen Shishi's east courtyard and lived with Liu Yong as husband and wife.
Later, Liu Yong made rude remarks and offended the court officials. Renzong dismissed him as a field member and a foreign minister. The imperial edict said: "He will be appointed as a prime minister in white clothes, and he will write lyrics in front of the wind and under the moon."
"From then on, he changed his name to Liu Sanbian, and he only went to the flower houses of famous prostitutes. His food and clothing were provided by the famous prostitutes. They all asked him to give him a word to increase his worth. He was also happy to roam the houses of famous prostitutes and write lyrics as a profession, calling himself " Liu Sanbian was ordered to write the lyrics "Liu Sanbian".
Liu Yong had been dissolute for many years. He was physically and mentally injured and died at the home of the famous prostitute Zhao Xiangxiang. He had neither family nor property, and no one cared about him after his death. Xie Yuying Xie Yuying and a group of famous prostitutes from Chen Shishi collected money to bury him because of his talents and love. The prostitutes came, half of the city was deserted, and there was a lot of mourning. This is the story of "a group of prostitutes buried Liu Qi"
Xie Yuying missed Liu Lang so much that she died two months later. . Chen Shishi missed her deeply and buried her next to Liu Yong's tomb.
Yulinling
The cicadas were chilling, it was late in the pavilion, and the heavy rain had just begun to subside. , At the place of nostalgia, Lan Zhou is stunned. Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in her eyes, she is speechless and choked. The mist spreads over thousands of miles.
Sentiment has hurt me since ancient times, and it is even more desolate in the Qingqiu Festival. Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the evening breeze and the moon. After so many years, it should be a good time and a good place. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can I tell you?
Standing in the dangerous building, the breeze is blowing, looking at the spring sadness, the sky is dim and the smoke is shining, and I am speechless.
I want to get drunk and sing to the wine. , Strong music is still tasteless. The clothes are getting wider and I don't regret it. I feel haggard for Yi.
Looking at the sea tide
The southeastern city of Sanwu is prosperous with smoke and willows since ancient times. Painted bridges, wind curtains and green curtains, are scattered among hundreds of thousands of houses. Clouds and trees surround the embankment, frost and snow roll over the sky. The city is lined with pearls, and the houses are filled with luxury. There are three autumn osmanthus trees and ten miles of lotus flowers. The Qiang pipes are singing in the night. Thousands of horsemen are playing and fishing with tall teeth. They are riding drunk and listening to the haze. Go to Fengchi to praise.
Eight Sounds of Ganzhou
The mist and dusk rain sprinkle on the river to wash away the clear autumn.
The wind is getting colder and the river is closing. It is desolate, and the remaining light is shining on the building.
The place is red and green, and everything is gone.
Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastwards.
I can't bear to climb up. Far away, I look at my hometown, and it’s hard to miss it.
I sigh at the traces of the past years.
I miss the beauty and miss the sky a few times. /p>
Striving to know me, leaning against the wall, I am calm and worried.
Determining the storm
Since spring, the green and sad are red, and the heart is good. In the flowers, the orioles wear the willow belts, and they are still lying under the scented quilts. They are tired of combing the clothes all day long. Don't lock the carved saddle. Just follow the barbarian paper and chant the lesson. Don't throw away the needle and thread to sit with me, so as not to waste your youth.
He soared into the sky
On the gold list, I occasionally missed the lead. How to pay tribute to the virtuous people temporarily left in the Ming Dynasty? If the attempt fails, the situation will be easy, and the struggle will not be wild. Why should we discuss gains and losses? A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white clothes. Fireworks in the alleys, picturesque barriers according to the agreement. Fortunately, I find the right person to look for. And nestle in the red green, romantic affairs, life will be smooth. Youth is the same. Forbearance for the false reputation, instead of singing in a low voice!
Huang Ying'er
Who owns the garden on a sunny day and in spring? The warm rhythm is latent, the valley is harmonious, the orioles are flying, and the fragrant trees are suddenly moving. Watching the dew wet golden clothes, the leaves reflect like whispers. The branches on the branches at dawn seem to be whispering their hearts and deep meanings.
No evidence. As soon as the warm smoke comes out, the bees disappear again. Wild traces, two by two calling each other, finally singing in the wind and dancing in the fog. When I was a willow farmer in Shangyuan, I was deep in the flowers in the villa. At this time, Haiyan was partial to Rao, and I gave up my time.
The fragrance of snow and plum blossoms
The scenery is desolate, and the dangerous building stands alone in the clear sky. Song Yu responded to the sad autumn mood at that time. The lonely smoke in the fishing market is cold and green, and the remaining leaves in the water village are dancing in sad red. The Chu sky is vast, the waves are soaked in the setting sun, and thousands of miles are melting.
I miss the beauty when facing the wind. After farewell, my face is sad and my eyebrows are calmed down. It's a pity that the rain and clouds were all over the place that year. The elegant and graceful posture is harmonious, the falling flowers and flowing water suddenly appear from the west to the east. There is no hatred and hatred, but love and affection, and I will give my all to Zhenghong.
The colorful clouds return
Heng Gao sails toward the evening boat. Qie Yunfan, Shuiyi Fish Village. At dusk, the sky is as clear as a clear painting, the river is quiet, and the bright moon is shining brightly. That Kan Ting, Qiang Guan from a distant village, leads away people to break their hearts. At this time, the waves are flowing and the wind is flowing, and the years are endless.
It’s so sad. The morning and evening feasts are sentimental and endowed with desolation. It's the most bitter thing to say goodbye, but as promised, there is still fragrance left in the sleeves. If you think about it, you will have a mandarin duck quilt and a phoenix pillow, and you will never think about it at night. In the place of love, only when there is a difference, a sentence will be unforgettable.