He Zhong
He Zhong (1265-1332) has a character of too empty and a character of positive. He was a writer, poet and scholar in the early Yuan Dynasty. He is from Le'an, Fuzhou (now Le'an County, Jiangxi Province). At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Jinshi lived in seclusion in the countryside because of social unrest and devoted himself to ancient learning. We collect ten thousand volumes of books and collate them by ourselves. He had a profound and comprehensive study of the book of changes and the book of books. Cheng Jufu of Guangping, Yuan Mingshan of Qinghe, Yao Sui of Liucheng, Wang Gou of Dongping, Wu Cheng and jielisi of Tongjun were all convinced. He Zhongdu had no intention of official career and died by giving lectures in cloth clothes. In the second year of Zhishun (1331), quanyuezhu, Pingzhang, Jiangxi Province, employed him as the mountain chief of Donghu academy and Zonglian Academy on Longxing road. In June of the next year, he died of illness and was sixty-eight years old.
List of works
His poems are plain and natural, fresh and quiet, with profound artistic conception. There are many poems in selected poems of Yuan Dynasty and other collections of poems of Yuan Dynasty. There are three volumes of Yilei Xiang, ten volumes of shuzhuan addendum, one volume of Wu Cai Lao Ye Yun, one volume of Liushu program, thirty-two volumes of Bu Liushu Gu, one volume of suqiu Shuyou Lu, and ten volumes of Duyi Lu. Now there are only six volumes of Zhifei Tang manuscript, three volumes of Tongjian Gangmu measuring the sea, and one volume of Tongshu Wen. His life story can be seen in Volume 13 of jiewen'an Gong Quan Ji, Mr. He's epitaph and volume 199 of Yuan history.
Selected Poems
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Lotus
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Qu marsh lotus Ying bamboo Jia, green and red leaning on the clouds.
Born with no east wind, he became the first flower of fumigation wind.
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Xinganfan buzuo
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The color of songyun is moist and green, the sound of geese and ducks is much, and the water is getting fatter,
Across the county, peddlers compete for roads to meet the new year's beauty and try new clothes.
Warm smoke, yellow willows, spring, snow and green mountains accompany guests.
The thatched cottage flag is everywhere, and the world goes against it.
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Xinhai New Year's Eve
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He sat obstinately, so he was greedy.
Hansha Meiying Road, Weixue Jiuxiang village.
Time series hair change, others childish noise.
Waiting for the lights on the street, we can't get to guoximen.
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Night sitting in Zhifei Hall
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The lotus leaves in the front pool are deep and cool.
When a dog barks, a hundred insects ring.
Yu feiqia is in seclusion, and the open land is in retreat.
Lin Duan fights with a slanting handle and caresses his heart.
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New water Pavilion
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Shoichi Ueno, looking back at yoshiyamasaka.
The day is light, the autumn water is empty, the wind is clear and the sails are far away.
Sand light invades the shore, and the peak shadow turns with people.
It's far away from Ting Road.
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Spring breeze like a young man
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The spring breeze is like a young man, and there is no place for him to go.
Chui Yangqu river embankment, fine grass east suburb road.
Just talk about the past, but not the new.
When the flowing water will return, the residual warbler will count the dusk.
[Zhaoxian Temple]
Winding in the south of the river, you can see the fairy valley.
Empty hall two people, chess reflect deep bamboo.
One leaf rings, two crows crow.
Go out with the people, far burning in the foothills.
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Carpinus stream
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Lin Ling is very lovely, when the stream source is endless.
The mountain flowers are in disorder, the smoke is warm and the east wind is late.
Because with the woodcutter, sit and talk about the shade of the tree.
When the sun falls, it will slow down. I'm not known.
[Nanju Temple]
Who is suitable to go out when the door is closed?
Chat with the Green River turn, suddenly meet with the white gull.
Light rain at thirteen o'clock.
The mountain temple has rung the bell.
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On Raozhou Road
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New sunny break accumulate Yin, Shu Qi pan line Jin.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, a hundred years old heart.
Xiafei sea far, smoke into the green village deep.
It is hard to find a sword learner in the east of the Yangtze River.
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Chen Jiayuan
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On the side of Cuiwu cliff, Danxia river flows to the West.
Bamboo is dense from secluded place, pine is dense from ancient times.
The road is half covered with fallen leaves, and the river is full when the wind is clear.
The immortal family is not far away, and is not known to all.
On the eve of autumn
But it's bitter to feel the scorch. How can it flow?
The evening breeze is whispering, and the ancient trees hide autumn.
It's hard to know what's going on, but it's hard to worry about what's going on.
The mountains are high and blue, and the mist is light and floating.
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Suota family
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The village is dark with fireworks, the forest is deep with chickens and dogs.
Rice flowers are like snow, and the moon is pale.
The neighbors go home at night, and the path is full of cold insects.
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Late after rain
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After dusk, the birds return to the cattle.
There is a moon in the water, but there is no mountain in the smoke.
You Gu Yuan is not a hermit, but an expert likes leisure.
Wandering can not go, Sabi more desolate Bay.
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Get up early
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I feel that the future has risen, and the birds are talking at the top of the flower.
How can duckweed gather in the pool.
The plum is empty, and it rains more at night.
Fish spring to water, grass warm fragrance in dew.
The stream is noisy, and the firewood is full of sand.
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When he left Fuji in the morning, Li Pei took the lead
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Di dark Jiming village, Pinggao under the waning moon.
The voice of the boat is uneven, and the scull vocal cords are in high tide.
The dew looks white in the middle, and the awning is overcast in autumn.
The sand bird knows the dawn, and the Sea Cloud dies.
Remember my friends, the green mountains have been over.
When you're late and you're together, there's no rest.
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Baoen temple in Tashan, Zhaowu
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Mountain pepper open Zen, you Xin lost slightly tired.
The dense forest is a little deep, and the new shoots are green.
Deng fold to meet the air fragrance, Taiwan virtual clear song.
Many people tend to follow the lead, and often succeed in practice.
Only then did I know that Buddha Lee Hom could make the earth see.
The sound of the city falls on one seat, and the scenery of the mountains shines on three sides.
It's easy to be poor in a small county, but hard to be prosperous.
I can't understand what's the reason, but I can't see my family around.
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Wugong temple, Zhangshu town
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For a long time, you are tired of sticking to Wei, and temporarily relax and relax.
Close to the door of Zen, choose to walk through the moss.
Deep and loose, heavy shade, bright water.
The residual flowers smell, and the suckling birds sing.
The empty corridor is clear, the day is long, and the eminent monks sit and talk about simplicity.
Learning from the ignorance of emptiness, you can be self indulgent.
When I move the sundial, I know where I'm going.
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Amusement in anmushan Temple
Autumn overcast Nanguo, good color to distant mountains.
Crossing the wild water leisurely, but staying in the forest.
Vigorous, sharp and secluded step, with each other on the weak face.
I love the green trees together.
The plateau road has been poor, but now it is shuangshiguan.
Flying smoke with fragrance, deep wood hidden murmur.
Jingyan bell chime silence, osmanthus covered with moss spot.
When a Taoist worships wine, he listens to the wind.
More understanding from the beginning, the fate of understanding can be deleted.
Empty corridor to light rain, also do not know.
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