Yan Shu (991-155), a famous poet, essayist and Han nationality, was born in Linchuan City, Fuzhou Prefecture in the Northern Song Dynasty (now a native of Shahe, Wengang Town, Jinxian County, Jiangxi Province) and was the first prime minister in Fuzhou. Yan Shu and his seventh son, Yan Jidao (137-111), were known as Dayan and Xiaoyan in the northern song dynasty. At the age of 14, he entered the examination as a child prodigy, was given a background as a scholar, and was appointed as the secretary of the province. He moved to Taichang Temple to serve Li Lang, Guanglu Temple Cheng, Shangshu Household Yuan Wailang, Prince Scheeren, Hanlin Bachelor, Zuo Shu Zi, and Injong acceded to the throne and moved to the right to advise the doctor and serve as a bachelor. He joined the Ministry of Rites as an assistant minister, worshipped the Tang Dynasty envoys, participated in government affairs and added Shangshu Zuo Cheng, and worshipped the bachelor of Jixian Hall in the celebration. Yan Shu has successively held important positions, and even promoted backward, such as Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi and Ouyang Xiu.

Yan Shu celebrity's famous saying:

I can't help it, but I'm familiar with Yan's return.

after people leave, when the moon is full. The letter was delayed. I'm thinking about it, but I'm just missing it.

after people leave, the moon is bright. The night is cold. Xie Niang is worried, Pan Ling is sleeping, and her mind is endless.

the flowing water is light, but the sky is blue. The road is boundless. Judging by high eyes. When Hongyan came, she thought infinitely.

the eyebrows are thin and the waist is light. Make up overnight. One spring is fragrant, and March is like the wind, which ties human feelings.

at this time, the brothel is near the avenue. The tryst place, the number of two feelings. Don't cherish the pearl, take advantage of the long and young.

beauties and talented people spread letters. Don't hate the moon and the breeze. I don't know where there is a bosom friend. I can't tell you enough about this.

The maid in the red shirt frequently pours wine. Crane Immortal the tortoise came to offer his birthday. Cheers are new with the times, and the green temples and jade looks like the old ones.

after the death of Jing hong, people leave hatred. The red sun adds wine for a long time, and I don't know where my heart is, and my eyes are full of tears.

the jade hook is beside the fragrant steps. I don't know if it's late after I get drunk. At that time, * * * I enjoyed the flowers, and now there is no half of the tally.

who has a glass of wine with * * *. The past and the old love are moving. It's better to pity the people in front of you and avoid the dream of working harder and harder.

I advise you not to cherish the golden coat. It is necessary to drink wine strongly when you look at flowers, and it has gradually become detached since the Ming Dynasty. Cherish the fragrance.

I enjoyed the past before, and when the song is right for the wine, it is infinite to my heart. It's even more memorable by Zhu Xi. Heartbreak a red branch.

Before the frost, under the moon, it is red and pale, and it is bright and wants to rejuvenate. Don't divide Joan calyx equally. Leave it to the right person.

the building is high and the sky is dark, only gaunt. The red candle burning in the hall, empty from the heart long flame short, there is a drop of acacia bitter tears.

the face is light and the eyebrows are heavy. I want to dance and shake. Everyone wishes to toast the incense. Live a long life.

Zhu xian is silent. Few bosom friends. If the sky is sentient, it should be old. I advise you to look at the fame and fortune field. This ancient dream is boundless.

golden stove is warm. Long Xiangyuan. * * * I wish Yaoling absolutely. At the end of the song, take off painting Luo Yi and stay with Cai Yunfei.

the lotus flower is about to bloom, and the golden lotus seed is half red. It rained slightly at night. Stay empty, Liang Suyan returns.

jiaren painted the pavilion with new makeup, which is opposite to the bush. Try to pick Chanjuan. Stick to the eyebrows and learn to be green.

how much you know about the pleasures of life, and drink the golden cup. Tube pharynx string mourning. Slowly lead Xiao Niang to dance back to the sleeve.

who can solve the problem and seize the spring breeze? Avoid making it red. One flew west and the other flew east.

a glass of wine before flowers. Take up a lot of time. Don't talk in a hurry. In my dream, I was heartbroken.

I feel homesick in my dreams. According to the past, the silver screen draws candles, and the night is long. What's the plan at this time? Fly away with Yuanyang.

advise you to have a green wine and a golden cup. Don't worry about the sound of silk pipes. The rabbit can't fly away, and life is three times.

remember the past and cherish your lips. Temporary time, keep the clouds. The people in the eyes of their own hearts. Everywhere, feel sharp and new.

with Zhu's threshold, put the gold medal. For a long time, I was disappointed with Fang Cong. Besides, old love and new hate hinder the heart period. Empty eyes are full of acacia.

clouds are floating in the sky, trying to gather fragrance. Smoke rises from the stove. In the sound of heartbroken Gather all the moths.

dew drops and colorful clouds surround the room. Who believes in the pot, don't have a party. The fallen flowers outside the door die with the water. Don't be ashamed to be drunk before you look at each other.

explore the flowers and keep the guests drunk. I remember last year's affection. Golden wine, jade furnace incense. Let him be a red sun.

Bao Zheng tune, soft sleeves. Smash the sandalwood board of the painting hall. Don't refuse to be drunk. How parting life is.

stop the sound of clouds and return to the snow sleeve. Zhan Duan Xiao Ying Chun Liu. I only gave my eyes and raised my eyebrows. Who knows this?

don't hate only when you are drunk and lenient, and you don't have to hurry home every night. Rain strip tobacco leaves are human feelings.

don't say goodbye to the golden cup of wine. When you enter the DPRK, you must be close to the jade furnace. I don't know what year it will be.

it's a pity that you don't bother to sing before the jade statue. Make the star go to heaven.

when the cold and snow are lonely and scattered, the spring breeze is coming. The small screen is idle and the curtains are hanging.

the dream of idleness is lonely and the candle is dark, and I hate that there is no news to draw the curtain. And leave a pair of tears to say acacia.

turn back to the red face for me, and to whom will I pay the rosewood heart? Love must be deep in the glass.

a cup of wine is newly cooked, and you can hear it when you sing a few songs.

if you teach jingwei to fill the river, there is still enough time for water.

in spring, the melting and smelting are getting longer and longer, and all kinds of products are endless. Who says that there is a fairyland on earth, and Shui Xin's halls are half set in the sun.

The prostitutes of the two armies are as light as storks, and the wires are turned over.

it's no harm to climb the mountain, and I hate that there is no Peng Ze who sings hard.

Only when you have spent years in the world can you teach spring scenery to the world.

a song full of wine, life in somewhere tomorrow.

the horizon is wide open, and the withered vines and ancient trees are floating in the dusk.

when I miss the red candle in Lantiang, my heart is long and my flame is short, and I cry to people.

the opposite side is not affectionate, separated by smoke and water, and no one says it looks like a memory.

the sunset on the pool is covered with green trees, and there is a short shock and light rain in the pool. Where does the water go? People don't speak, but it flows eastward without stopping.

don't look for tender lotus roots by thin strips, for fear of green thorns and injuries to your hands. It's a pity that the wind and dew are good at Xu and Yue Ming, just after people return.

the colorful letterhead is long and the brocade book is fine. It's hard to send anyone who believes in the channel. It's a pity that it's a good time and a happy place. Just haggard out of thin air.

it's really nothing to gather and disperse in the morning clouds, but how many people can look at each other at the age of 1. Since parting thought can be ruled out the sadness of parting, the result is still thousands of turn miss.

when there is poverty, there is only endless lovesickness.

Lanting left the wine for the guests, and when they left the banquet and stayed in the city, the sound and dust of thousands of miles were separated, and some people remembered it.

the flowing water is light, the sky is blue and the road is boundless. With high eyes, when Hongyan comes, she thinks infinitely.

respect the green vinegar in your heart, and meet each other for a long time.

painting a pavilion is a soul pin, and the high-rise building is broken, and the setting sun only sends the waves far away. Endlessness is sorrow, and the world is full of thoughts.

Wen Qin thanked the immortal couple, but she couldn't stay after pulling off Luo Yi. Don't make the world drunk, but I awake people, not as much as the flowers to drink, let the wine to numb my heart of the injured spirit.

the wine is faint and the people are worried, and the phoenix tree is alone in the leisure stage. Remember last year today, according to the former yellow leaf west wind.

I advise you to have a green wine and a golden cup, and don't worry about the sound of silk pipes. The rabbit can't fly away, and life is three times.

The setting sun leans against the West Building, and the remote mountain faces the curtain hook. People don't know where they are, but the green waves still flow east.

The moon is a lonely pillow dream, and the wine bar is empty and my eyebrows are sad. At this time, my mood is regretful.

I want to greet the eyebrows and the moon, and the wine is red, and my face is Bian Xia, and a spring dream is setting in the west.

a moment of good wind gives birth to a green curtain, and a few times of raindrops are scattered, which makes people feel sad when they wake up after drinking.

a hundred-foot-long bamboo building is lying around, with thin rain and thick clouds, which covers people's faces. The news is unknown sooner or later, and the setting sun only sends the waves far away.

After waxing, the flowering period is approaching, and Hanmei has become an easterly letter.

the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave and hate bitterness, and the oblique light goes through Zhuhu.

last night, the west wind of the phoenix tree was sharp, and the moon was bright. Good dreams are often surprised, where is the high-rise goose?

if you have a bosom friend, don't hesitate to sing Yangchun.

There are mountains and rivers everywhere, thinking far away, and falling flowers and storms hurt spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of you.

the bright moon doesn't know how to leave, hate and suffer, and the oblique light shines through Zhuhu.

when the ends of the earth are poor, there is only endless lovesickness.

last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed the tall building alone, looking all over the world. If you want to send colorful stationery and ruler, you can know where the mountains are long and the waters are wide.

There are mountains and rivers everywhere, thinking far away, and falling flowers and storms hurt spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of you.

the pear flower courtyard is dissolved in the moon, and the catkin pond is faintly windy. Excerpt from the classic famous words of Liu Yong, a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty

Liu Yong (about 987-153) was a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty and a representative of the graceful school. Han nationality, a native of Chong 'an (now Wuyishan, Fujian), was originally named Sanbian, the word Jingzhuang, and later renamed Yong, the word Yiqing, ranking seventh, also known as Liu Qi. Song Renzong was a scholar in the imperial court, and the official was Yuan Wailang, so the world called Liu wasteland. He claimed to write lyrics by order, Liu Sanbian, devoted his life to writing lyrics, and boasted of being dressed in white. Most of his ci poems describe the city scenery and the life of geisha, especially the feelings of traveling and traveling. Among them, there are many slow ci poems, which are described in detail, mixed with scenes, popular in language and harmonious in melody. They were very popular at that time, and all of them can sing willow ci poems wherever there is a well water to drink. As one of the most representative figures of graceful and restrained school, Liu Yong has a great influence on the development of Song Ci. His representative works include Yulinling, Bashengganzhou, Fengqiwu and so on, and there are a lot of existing poems.

Liu Yong's famous saying:

The cutting is done in spring, and the flowers are dipped in the morning glow.

I can't bear to climb the mountain and face the distance, and I can't bear to look at my hometown.

the national defense pass is a natural barrier, and the world's dominance is the key.

the lingering place is blue boat. Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked.

youth is paid. Endure the floating name and change it to shallow singing.

think about how many times there were at the beginning. I'm afraid it's difficult to gather and disperse, and it turns into rain and hates clouds. I stopped chasing after swimming, didn't climb the mountain and face the water, which caused my life's worries. I was silent for a long time, but I went downstairs.

The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and I don't know where Xiaoxiang is.

thin pillow weather. It feels like parting at first sight. It's colder when you get up, and you still sleep. After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years old. I also intend to stay, but I will return to the levy. Fight for resistance again, and have already made plans. Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only lonely and tired. It's my whole life, and I've shed a thousand tears for you.

shower the rainy evening on the river and wash the autumn. The bleak frost wind a burst of Tight, the river of mountain river is cold and cheerless, the light of the setting sun shines on the tall building. Everywhere the red flowers withered and withered, all the beautiful scenery gradually fade away. Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound. Not the heart to climb far away, overlooking the remote home, the desire to go home is difficult to gather. Sigh these years of the whereabouts, why the hard long stay in a strange land? Think of the beauty, is looking up in the gorgeous upstairs, how many times a mistake to the distant ship as a ship of love to go home. She would know that I, leaning against the railing, was so sad that I was so sad.

heavy lakes overlap yueqingjia. There are Sanqiu cassia seeds and ten-mile lotus flowers.

in the afterglow of the grass, no one can rely on the meaning of the column without words.

leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking at the spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the column without words. It is planned to get drunk on the map of madness, and to be a song for wine, and to be strong and tasteless. I don't regret the gradual widening of my belt, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked.

The chill is sad, and it's late for the pavilion, and the shower begins to rest. In Kyoto city peripherals farewell, but did not drink the mood, is reluctant to leave, the boat people have been urged to start. Holding hands looked at each other, tears in eyes, until finally there was no words, a thousand words choking on the throat can not say. Think of this return to the south, this journey is another way, thousands of miles, a stretch of misty, the Night Fog of the sky is a boundless.

since ancient times, sentimental feelings have hurt parting, which is even more comparable, and the Qing autumn festival has been neglected.

this past year should be a good time and a good scene. Even if there is full of emotion, and who can enjoy it with? Excerpts from the famous sentences in the Ci collection of Yan Shu, a poet

Excerpts from the famous sentences in the Ci collection of Yan Shu, a poet

1. Time only cares about making people old, but it doesn't make them feel sentimental, and they hate leaving the pavilion for a long time, and it is easy to wake up with tears and wine. Wutong last night, the west wind was sharp, the moon was dim, and the dreams were frequent. Where did the high-rise geese scream? -Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds"

2. There are mountains and rivers everywhere, and it is more harmful to spring. It is better to pity the people in front of you. ? -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

3. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality, but an inch is still thousands of strands. Ultima Thule is far away from the end of the day, only the heart of the mind is infinite long, no time ah. -Yan Shu's

4. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world. ? -Yan Shu's

5. Being young and limited, it's easy to be ecstatic to leave. Don't speak frequently at wine feasts and songs. The mountains and rivers are empty and far away, and the falling flowers and storms are more harmful to spring. It's better to pity the present. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

6. I can't help it, but I have met Yan's return? -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

7. The butterfly is in love with the flowers, and the chrysanthemum is sad about the smoke, and the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave and hate bitterness, and the oblique light goes through Zhuhu. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone, looking at the end of the world. If you want to send colorful stationery and ruler, you can know where the mountains are long and the waters are wide. -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

8. When there is poverty in the corners of the world, there is only endless acacia? -Yan Shu's

9. In small print, it is said that business is flat. Hongyan is in the clouds and fish are in the water, and it is difficult to send this feeling. The setting sun leans on the west building alone, and the remote mountain is just opposite the curtain hook. People don't know where they are, but the green waves still flow east. -Yan Shu's "Qingpingle"

1. The pear flower courtyard is dissolved in the moon, and the catkin pond is faintly windy? -Yan Shu's "Moral"

11. The green poplar grass Changting Road is easy to go when you are young. The bell of the first floor woke up five more Decre, the heart of sadness is like sprinkling in the March spring rain. Ruthless people who understand the misery of amorous people, an inch of acacia melancholy has turned into a wanlvqiansi. Ultima Thule is far away from the end of the day, only the heart of the mind is infinite long, no time ah. -Yan Shu's

12. A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather was old. When will the sunset return? There is nothing to do, but the flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Small garden fragrant path wandering alone. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

13. I advise you not to wake up alone, and there should be a few drunken flowers? -Yan Shu's Magnolia

14. There are endless flowers and endless willows. Should be sympathetic to me. Every boat is empty. Somewhere tomorrow. Zhu Xian is silent. Few bosom friends. If the sky is sentient, it should be old. I advise you to look at the fame and fortune field. This ancient dream is boundless. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

15. If you want to send colorful stationery and size, where do you know? -Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers"

16. "At that time, I didn't care about the right person, and the mountains and rivers far know where-Yan Shu's" Walking on the Sha "

17. The urgent scenery has passed in a flash, and the past is happy, which is a bit confusing. -Yan Shu's "Die Lian Hua"

18. When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deeply in the courtyard. -Yan Shu's

19. If you have a bosom friend, you will not hesitate to sing Yangchun-Yan Shu's

2. "The bright moon is not familiar with the bitterness, and it is oblique to wear Zhuhu. -Yan Shu's "Love Flowers, Sill Chrysanthemum, Sorrow for Smoke, Tears and Dew" "

21. Falling flowers and storms are more harmful to spring, so it is better to pity the present. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

22. People don't know where they are, but the green waves still flow eastward. -Yan Shu's

23. When the ends of the earth are poor, there is only endless lovesickness. -Yan Shu's "Magnolia Spring Hate"

24. The green poplar grass is Changting Road, which is easy to go when you are young. The dream at the top of the building is at five o'clock, and the bottom of the flower is sad about the rain in March —— Yan Shu's "Magnolia Yulou Spring"

25. Hongyan is in the clouds and fish are in the water, so it's hard to send this feeling? -Yan Shu's "Qingping Music"

26, helpless flowers fall, deja vu Yan returns. -Yan Shu's Huanxisha

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