Zhang Dai (1597-1679), also known as Weicheng, also named Zongzi, also named Shigong, also known as Tao'an, Tiansun, also known as Die'an Jushi, and later Liuxiu Jushi, Han nationality, Shan A native of Yin (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang). Lives in Hangzhou. Born into a family of officials, he was a wealthy son when he was young. He was good at tea appreciation, loved flowers, landscapes, music, and opera. He stopped being an official after the Qing Dynasty and ended up writing books in the mountains. Zhang Dai was a writer, historian, and essayist in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. He was best at prose. He wrote "Collected Works of Lang Huan", "Memories of Tao'an Dreams", "Dream Seeking the West Lake", "Three Immortal Pictures", "Night Sailing" and "Four Books". "Encounter" and other literary masterpieces.
Zhang Dai's famous sayings:
When one hears a dream, he is afraid that it is not a dream, but also afraid that it is a dream, which is a sign of a fool. For the rest of the day, the big dream is about to end, and it is just like a worm, and it is another dream.
There are more than a hundred copies of plants and trees, mixed and grown, with different shades and density, all with emotions. In spring, poppies and poppies are the main ones, accompanied by mountain orchids, jasmine and cassia. For spring old age, peony is the main ingredient, while passionflower and purple orchid are used as supplements. In summer, Luoyang flowers and Jianlan are the main flowers, followed by hollyhocks, daisies, Wangjiangnan, jasmine, and pearl orchids. In autumn, chrysanthemums are the main ones, and autumn gauze, okra, monk's shoe chrysanthemum, Wanshou hibiscus, begonia, wild goose red, and dwarf comb are supplemented. Narcissus dominates the winter season, and is supplemented by evergreens.
You can’t make friends with people who don’t have addictions, because they don’t have deep affection; you can’t make friends with people who don’t have idiots, because they don’t have true energy.
Thinking about the rest of my life, the prosperity and splendor are all gone, and for fifty years, it has always been a dream. Now, when the millet is ripe and the yellow beams are ripe, and the carriages are traveling in ant nests, how should we cope with it? Think about the past in the distance, remember it and write it down, hold it before the Buddha, and confess one by one.
To repay the head with a hat, to repay the heel with a hat, is to repay the hairpin for the shoes. Repay fur with nuggets, repay fur with ramie, this is how Qi Qingqing is warm. Repaying meat with lotus and rice with rice, this is the delicacy of revenge. Repay a bed with a recommendation, repay a pillow with a stone, this is how you express your hatred for gentleness. Repay the pivot with a rope, repay the firewood with an urn, and Qiu Shuangqi also. Repay the eyes with smoke, repay the nose with feces, and hate the fragrance. Repay the journey with the journey, repay the shoulders with the bag, and follow the enemy. Various crimes can be seen in various consequences.
A Bao is as coquettish as a pistil girl, but is coquettish and rogue, pretending to be seductive and unwilling to seduce others. It's like eating olives, the throat is astringent and tasteless, but the flavor is sweet; like eating tobacco and alcohol, it's helpless, but soft and drunk. At first it seems disgusting, but after passing it I think about it.
The two drums are quiet, and the orchestral strings are playing on the screen. There is a faint wisp in the hole, which is sad and clear, and is related to the flesh. There are still three or four, which are replaced repeatedly. Three drums, the moon is lonely and solemn, everyone is silent, and there are no mosquitoes or flies. Kazuo appears on the stage, sitting high on the stone, neither playing the flute nor clapping, his voice is like silk, cracking the stone and penetrating the clouds, stringing the strings and cadences, every word for a moment. The listener found the needles and mustard, his blood was dry, he did not dare to hit the knot, he could only nod his head.
Xi Shi sings and dances, and there are five dancers, long sleeves and slow belts, wrapped around the body like a ring, scratching the ground and spinning around, like autumn leaves. There are more than 20 female officials and chamberlains holding Baoxuan fans, golden lotus torches and Wanfan palace lanterns. The flames are shining brightly and the brocades are stacked. Those who see it are astonished.
The jade liquid pearls and glue are plump and creamy, and when you blow the air, it is like orchid, refreshing your heart and soul. It is a gift from heaven. It can be steamed with crane flower dew in a steamer to make it hot; or it can be mixed with soybean flour and turned into rotten food; it can be fried and crisped, or made into skins, or bound into cakes, or condensed with wine, or salted. Or catching it with jealousy, both are wonderful.
Those who look at lights in the world look outside the lights; those who look at fireworks look outside the fireworks. There is no body in the lamp, in the light, in the shadow, in the smoke, in the fire, flickering and changing. I don't know that it is the fireworks in the palace, nor does I know that it is the palace in the fireworks.
I am a young man who loves prosperity, monasteries, beautiful maids, prostitutes, fresh clothes, good food, good horses, lanterns, fireworks, pear orchards, advocacy, and good things. Antiques, flowers and birds, tea and oranges, books and poems, all of which have turned into a dream after half a lifetime of hard work. When he was fifty years old, his country was ruined and his family was destroyed, so he took refuge in the mountains. What remained was a broken bed, a broken tripod, a sick musical instrument, a few broken books, and only one inkstone missing. Common people eat vegetables and often have no food to eat. Looking back twenty years ago, it feels like a lifetime ago.
The rime is foggy, and the sky, clouds, mountains and water are all white. The shadows on the lake are only a trace of the long dike, a small pavilion in the center of the lake, a mustard with the boat in the boat, and two or three grains of people in the boat.
Standing on the pond, you can see the line of tide coming from Haining and heading straight to the pond. When you get closer, you can see the faint white, like driving thousands of goslings, spreading their wings and flying away. As the spray approaches, ice flowers kick up, like millions of snow lions covering the river, roaring with thunder and whips, and thousands of arrowheads, no one dares to come first. If it gets any closer, the hurricane will force us to hit the shore. When the tide reaches the pond, the water hits the pond and splashes for several feet, making the entire face wet.
Whirlwinding to the right, Guishan blocked the way. It was so angry that the cannon shattered the dragon's feathers and the snow danced in the air.
Kicking up the Lilong, it is as if it is uncovered from sleep; it does not avoid the inverse scales, but helps it choke. The accumulation of water is clear and moist, and the warmth and moisture are moistening the foam. The night is still, the water is cold, and the beads on the chin are like the moon. The wind and thunder are blowing, and the trumpets and manes are raised.
I heard that the bamboo rafts in Keting are lingering in the world; the haze in the stone house that has been in the sky for a long time should transcend the dust. For example, the crane in the lonely sky is still attached to the old branch; I think of the clouds filling the sky, also returning to its hometown.
Between the front and back of the pavilion, the servants planted trees and hugged each other. The clear water was light and misty, and the water was dim and dark, just like the autumn water. There is a stone platform in front of the pavilion, and the scenery in the pavilion can be obtained first. When you rise high and look into the distance, your vision is bright. In the mountains of Jingting, a skip stands at the foot of the mountain; the stream flows back and forth, and the water flows out of the pine leaves. Under the stage, there is a right turn, with three bends on the curve, and the old pine tree stands with its back bent. The top hangs down to a stem, falling down like a small building; the twigs are twisted and twisted, and the cap is twisted like a crank. Before Guichou, there were no walls and no terraces, and the atmosphere was particularly relaxed.
The moonlight leaked under the forest, and it was as sparse as residual snow.
The moonlight pours into the water, the river waves puff in and out, the dew air is sucked in, and the sky turns white.
The stone is like a Dian tea flower, which has fallen in the wind and rain and is half buried in the soil. The petals are folded in three or four layers. When you walk among them, it is like a butterfly entering the heart of a flower. There is no need for it to be undecorated. Qing Dynasty writer Shen Fu's famous quotes
Shen Fu (from 1763 to 1825), with the courtesy name Sanbai and the nickname Meiyi, was born in Changzhou (now Wuxi) in the 28th year of Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty. Literary author of Qing Dynasty. He is the author of "Six Chapters of a Floating Life". Poetry, painting and prose. According to "Six Chapters of a Floating Life", he was born in a family of aides, never took the imperial examination, and once made a living by selling paintings. In the 42nd year of Qianlong's reign (1777 AD), he went to Shaoxing, Zhejiang Province to study with his father. In the forty-ninth year of Qianlong's reign (AD 1784), Emperor Qianlong visited the south of the Yangtze River, and Shen Fu accompanied his father to greet the emperor. Later he went to Suzhou to engage in the wine industry. He and his wife Chen Yun had a very good relationship. Due to family changes, the couple once lived in other places and experienced ups and downs. After his wife's death, he went to Sichuan to serve as a staff member. What happened after that is unknown.
Shen Fu's famous sayings:
The world is vast and time is limited, so why bother to rush? Life is busy, short and long, but there are countless pros and cons, and gains and losses are difficult to measure.
Autumn invades and the figures become thinner, and the chrysanthemums become fat with frost.
When will the Yellow Crane come again and pour out golden cups to water the thousand-year-old grass in Zhouzhu? But seeing the white clouds flying away, who is playing the jade flute, and the plum blossoms in May fall in Jiangcheng.
The one you love is no matter how ugly it is.
When a discerning person looks at a beauty, three-thirds of her appearance and posture is equal to six or seven points, and six or seven points of appearance and lack of posture is equal to three or four points.
At that time, there was only a solitary lamp, and there was nothing in sight. My dear, my hands are empty and my heart is broken. This lingering hatred has its ultimate end!
Yu and Zhuotang climbed up in the snow, looking down at the sky, with flying qiong flowers, pointing to the jade trees on Yinshan Mountain in the distance, as if they were on Yaotai. The small boats going back and forth in the river stirred up wind and waves, like waves rolling up fallen leaves, and the desire for fame and fortune went cold.
Yun said that most of the conflicts in the world are caused by drama, so don’t blame your concubine later, it will make you depressed to death! I took her into my arms, comforted her, and then my face turned into a smile.
Common people’s food and drinks will last a lifetime, so there is no need to plan for a long journey.
If you have warm cloth, plenty of food and food, a comfortable living room, and a leisurely stroll around springs and rocks, such as Canglang Pavilion and Xiaoshuang Tower, you will truly become a fireworks fairy.
Look at the autumn wind in the golden valley, the moonlit night in the Wujiang River, the cold Afang palace, the desolate bronze bird terrace, the dew on the glorious flowers, and the frost on the grass heads of wealth. He has a thorough understanding of the mechanism and forgets all worries, such as boasting about dragon towers and phoenix pavilions, and talking about being powerful and famous. Come to a quiet place when you are free, and indulge in poetry and wine. It's not too late to return home by singing a song that tunes the vastness of the lake and sea. Excerpts from a complete collection of famous quotes by the writer Yuan Jie
Yuan Jie (719-772), whose courtesy name was Cishan, whose nicknames were Mansou and Xuansou, was a writer. A native of Luoyang, Henan, after failing the imperial examination in Tianbao Sixth Year (747), he retired to Shang Yushan. In the twelfth year of Tianbao's reign, he became a Jinshi. When Anlu Mountain rebelled, he once led his tribe to take refuge in Yiju Cave (in today's Daye, Hubei Province), so he was named Yijuzi. In the second year of Qianyuan (759), he served as the staff officer of Shi Huimu, the governor of Shannan East Road, and recruited volunteers to fight against Shi Siming's rebels and protect fifteen cities. During the reign of Emperor Daizong, he was appointed as the governor of Daozhou, transferred to Rongzhou, and was granted the title of governor of Rongzhou as an envoy in charge of economics, strategy, and security. He achieved many achievements. He entered the dynasty in the seventh year of Dali (772) and died in Chang'an in the same year.
Quotes from Yuan Jie celebrities:
Come with me to calm your temper.
How can we understand the way of being a king? Do not reward excessively for merit, and do not punish excessively for crimes. Listen to flattery, but not flattery. This is how the king can understand.
The Fan River wants to flow eastward, but the great river flows northward. Fanshan is to the south, with Dahui in between. The fish swim well in Huizhong, so there are many fishing boats in Huizhong. I want to be a fisherman, but in the end I want nothing.
The wind is blowing and the waves are strong all day long, so we cannot waste people transporting wine boats.
Who can kill people to become a wise person in the world?
Only reward the good without punishing the bad, there are no rules; only punish the bad without rewarding the good It also caused chaos.
If you are benevolent and give way to others, you will not be superior to you; if you are clean and honest in life, you will not harm others.
It is my heart that I cannot do this. If you speak against your Majesty, I will act as your own motto.
If you want power, you must be gentle and round; if you want position, you must be treacherous and charming.
If you don’t contend with the times, you won’t be able to show your glory; if you don’t be sycophantic in the world, you will suffer from self-disease throughout your life.
If there are no gentlemen in the countryside, be friends with the trees in the mountains.
As a young child, I wrote a monument on behalf of my name. Now that I am older, I can’t even tell.
In the human world, it can be a scenic spot in the city, a peaceful forest pavilion.
When the water reaches both sides of the bank, there are strange rocks, inlaid with twists and turns, which are indescribable.
I hate that the sky is round. Someone told him that the sky is vast and boundless, and people cannot see the end. From a distance, the sky is falling on all sides, so he said that the sky is round, but in fact it is not round!
I would rather become a slave with integrity. , cannot be tactful and seek glory.
The virtuous people of the past always adhere to their principles, and evil will be replaced by misfortunes and blessings.
The words are out of breath, the thoughts are quick and the steps are slow.
If you are fully virtuous, you will be loyal and upright; if you are fully virtuous, you will be honest and upright.
The steps are out of thin air, facing the Yangtze River below, with Xuan Ying in the clouds, and reaching the top of the mountain.
The clear stream touches the stone, and the water hangs and stirs. There are good trees and different bamboos, and the hanging shade provides shade.
The meal in the morning is the roots of grass, and the meal in the evening is still the bark of wood.
If you are perfectly virtuous, you will be loyal and upright; if you are fully virtuous, you will be honest and upright. If you do this all your life, you can be called a gentleman.
Rewarding good but not punishing evil is chaos; punishing evil but not rewarding good is also chaos. Excerpts from a complete collection of famous quotes by Qing Dynasty writer Ji Xiaolan
Ji Xiaolan is Ji Yun (June 1724-February 1805), also known as Xiaolan, Chunfan, his late name Shiyun, and his Taoist name Guanyi. Taoist, writer of Qing Dynasty. He was born in Hejian Prefecture (now Xianxian County, Hebei Province) under the direct control of the Qing Dynasty. He was born in June of the second year of Yongzheng in the Qing Dynasty (1724) and died in February of the tenth year of Jiaqing (1805). He lived through Yongzheng, Qianlong and Jiaqing dynasties at the age of 82.
He began to study at the age of four, and went to Beijing with his father at the age of eleven. He was a scholar at the age of twenty-one, and passed the Jinshi examination at the age of thirty-one. He became the minister of the Ministry of Rites, co-organizer of the bachelor's degree, and served as the "Sikuquanshu". "He was the chief editor and editor and wrote the "Summary of the General Catalog of Sikuquanshu". Because he was sensitive and eager to learn, he was able to write, and he was taught to do everything in politics (the inscription was given by Emperor Jiaqing), so he was given the posthumous title Wenda after his death, and he was known as Wenda Gong in his hometown. His representative work is "Notes of Yuewei Thatched Cottage".
Ji Xiaolan's famous sayings:
The school of Confucianism was divided into the Song Dynasty, and the school of medicine was divided into the Jin and Yuan Dynasties.
The ups and downs of the officialdom are like gulls and birds, and the book of life and death is the fountain of youth.
I don’t dare to give birth to me. I gave birth to it, I am not promiscuous. The rest is indispensable.
The cowhide is twisted into a whip to whip the cow, and the reed mat is woven and covered with reed.
In the south of the Yangtze River, there are thousands of talented people in thousands of mountains and rivers; in the north of the Great Wall, there is a saint in every day and place.
When a visitor comes from the south of the Yangtze River, the moon is at its first quarter; during the leisurely journey, the light is clear and round; dawn follows the waning moon, and evening meets the new moon; who says the moon is ruthless, chasing each other thousands of miles away.
Three paths away to return home in the middle of the night, a bag of autumn colors and four screens of incense; I don’t feel the gold is gone before the bed, and it’s hard to let the white hair grow in front of the mirror.
Recalling the first time we met among the flowers, the red sleeves were half-covered, the pomegranate skirt was tied, so I secretly twisted the slender jade fingers, the golden thread of the two phoenixes; the green sycamore, deep in the courtyard, who knows when the love will be revealed Lingering.
Whoever plants hundreds of Xiaoxiao poles is called an idle official while chanting; he does not compete with the coquettish people for the beauty of spring, but stays lonely and chaste until the cold weather.
If a gentleman is not a party member, someone will help him when he is in trouble.