Li Xianyong
Li Xianyong
Li Xianyong, Tang Dynasty, whose birth and death are unknown. His work is general examination of literature.
Personal resume
Li Xianyong
(around 873 A.D.) the year of the word, Li, birth and death are unknown. At the same time as Laipeng, Yizong of Tang Dynasty lived around the end of Xiantong. Gongshi is not the first. Xianyong wrote six volumes of PI Sha Ji, and the general textual research of literature was handed down to the world.
Life story
After learning Confucianism for a long time, he should have been appointed as an official. He lived in Lushan and other places because he left in disorder at the end of Tang Dynasty. His life stories can be seen in the preface to the collection of Tang Li's pushing officials to the sand, Volume 19 of zhizhai Shulu Jieti, Volume 10 of biography of Tang Caizi, and the attachment of Yin Wengui.
personal works
Menghuxing is the name of pingdiao. In the collection of Yuefu Poems Xianghe geci 6. The journey of the fierce tiger, Guo Maoqian wrote: "the ancient poem says:" hunger does not come from the fierce tiger, and dusk does not come from the wild bird. A wild bird has no nest. For whom are you proud? " Later generations wrote about the behavior of the guest, the exhortation, the unhappiness of failure, or the tyranny of the tiger.
Hongwei, volume 645 of the whole Tang poetry, is written by Li Xian. It has five colors with spring rain, and is made by sprinkling flowers. If you want to stay on the pool, don't dye the grass. It's not enough to draw, but it's not enough to insert. Wang sun's many good deeds, carrying wine to recite.
Idiom: morning bell and evening drum (pinyin: Ch é nzh ō NGM ù g ǔ) source: Yuben Tang · Li Xian used the poem in the mountains: "morning bell and evening drum can't reach the ear, the moon is lonely and the clouds are long." (1) Li Xian of Tang Dynasty used the poem "in the mountains" to say: "the morning bell and evening drum can't reach the ear, the moon is lonely and the clouds are long hanging in love.". In the Buddhist temple, the clock strikes in the morning and the drum strikes in the evening to tell the time. Later, the "morning bell and evening drum" means the passage of time. ② It's a wake-up call. Dusk: dusk. According to Buddhist rules, the temple plays drums at night and rings bells at night. Metaphor can make people wake up.
Representative poems
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
Big waves beat each other, running water sings, and Pengshan has many strange shapes of birds and animals. The heart of Qin is neither happy nor surprised,
How cool is it to set the strings and slow the claws. Narcissus misty to meet, Boya from stay Jiaming.
Yi Yang scattered wood empty and light, heavy Chinese axe to know its sound. The silk is so sad,
Harmony leads to wind. At the end of the song, the world was peaceful.
Later generations spread good things, but sometimes the sound is enough and the meaning is not enough. The beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e, the beginning of e'e,
But there are green mountains and green waters. It's true that Cheng Lian has no desire to move human feelings into the sea.
Qin Xi, Qin Xi, is in nature, not in Huijin general Fuyu.
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The trees and the sea support each other, and the black shadow rises. Dai Hong pats the green sound. Yuanwa, dangerously frozen, and Jintuo,
Boast, fight and strive to be high. Leakage residual rain, wind Xiaoxiao, suffering from chaos, loyal officials deceive Baodao.
The frost is thick, the moon is thin, and the stars are bright. The mountain Weng dreams of breaking Hengmao,
The hungry tiger in the fog at the mouth of the valley is far away from the pillow.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
The working bird does not choose the branch, the hungry tiger does not fear the threshold. When a gentleman is poor, he will not do anything.
Er Fen's empty fists and swords, water and fire. Han Gao's experience with snake,
The turtle divination of King Wu is amazing and dangerous. Four dragons or jump still depend on spring, fox don't rely on rush wave gall.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
The flowers are walking out, the dragon is proud, and the long scabbard is waving in the treasure Festival. They are all close friends,
The spring wind is blowing down the Yangqiao bridge. The soft jade of the twirling Sheng has a plain bud, and the red train of the painting building is waving.
Bi Ti Yan Jian Lian Jin Biao, crazy feelings ten li fly phase burning. The West mother green bird flutters lightly,
Divide the ring and break the wall. Golden new night, young mind in the wind hair.
In the Ming Dynasty, the peach trees in front of the gate were empty.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
If you want to dress, you must break the bundle. If you want to roast, you must untie the ox. When I was unhappy, I left it for others.
About a hundred years old, he youyou has a lot of beautiful hair and stars. The head of Emei talks about my hatred,
Round red and white are worrisome. Why don't you play in the evening, climb the green building in the morning, and fold every flower,
What's the point? Drum wrist Teng stick clear thunder, dance waist trapped Yang rou.
If you are like Chou, you can't stop singing. If you don't get to Yushan, it's not romantic. Everything in front of you is a dream,
Don't make yourself a golden enemy. Life and death are in the same realm. Don't be afraid. Wealth is in heaven!
Volume 644_ "Wu Shan Gao" Li Xianyong
There are twelve spirits in the twelve mountains connecting Sichuan and Qinshan. I don't know about Douyan,
The king of Chu dreams in the spring breeze. Rain state cloud capacity more like, color waste see things are beautiful.
Dew and smoke worry about the flowers on the rock, still drop Acacia tears. Xi Mei, Nan Lian and Mei Mei,
Or it's all bad news. I'm willing to listen to the empty and clever words, but I don't want to live a long life.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
Some old people, some old people, are crazy. They scratch their short hair and lift their kettles. The turbulent current is directly related to God,
His wife didn't listen to Shen Xiang. If you don't die together when you grow old, you will be desolate.
If the pine is light and steady, it's no harm to call the urgent list. When you see a drowning wolf, you can't help it,
I can't bear to hear Li Yu's sorrow.
Volume 644_ 8 "spring rain" Li Xianyong
The great emperor's idle wind breaks the ice, and the blue clouds melt into the sky. The intoxication of heaven and man leads to the note of Xuanjiu,
Pour the fragrance into the root soil. The wet dust dances lightly in the spring of the Tang Dynasty, and the God E has no trace.
The theories of the old peasants and the shepherds are the storehouse books.
Volume 644_ 9 "Shiban song" by Li Xianyong
The cloud root splits the mark of thunder axe, and Longquan cuts Pu green skin. Zhifang is of high quality, sincere and true,
Stand out in court and be stubborn. The spring rain flow paste establishes the article, the host nature static looks Changxin.
The moon comes and goes in short shadow, how can it shine on the cold lake.
Volume 644_ "Spring palace Ci" by Li Xianyong
Wind and Qi Shu palace spring, feeling Yang body solution think Jun en. Eyes drop, heart vibrates,
Care for the people. Women should be concubines, men should be ministers, and men should be 100 years old,
Women are new. Use it or not, the only one. I dare to let heaven spoil me,
Who is the guest of the six palaces?
Volume 644_ 11 "song of wealth" by Li Xianyong
Painted algae, carved mountain, golden and blue color, mandarin ducks are emerald, sleeping in fine mist. The Spring Court is drunk in the shadow of woven beads,
Group red film under the save Song Dai. Geyan silk vexed joy does not change, pay jiangchuti suddenly as obscure.
The living flowers dance, the night spring comes, the wax flame is bright, the day is in. The snow warms the Yao cup, the chicken marrow melts,
The red dragonfly has thin lips. In the sky, Han Zhuan star moved to cover, and the city of fire swarmed out.
Chariots are like thunder and horses are like dragons. Ghosts and gods dare not harm. The sword of guan'e has a strong ring,
Step into the gate of heaven. It is the crime of Gongqing to look back.
The Pearl makes the Dragon Palace poor, but it scrapes off the back of the people. Jiuye gange points to the heart,
Weifu's full fist is not fast. I heard that Zhou Gonggui was the son of heaven, rich and well-off,
Scorn has pride and extravagance makes regret. The red brocade and the coral trees are broken.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
The Jasper beak is long and the red top is round. The pavilion stands dangerously between the wind and pines. Pecking Ping and swallowing scales,
Raise your head close to the sky. Black plume white this row of clouds, separated from the group, lonely as an immortal.
The frosty moon startles Chan Juan and forgets Qingtian. The kite and jackdaw are noisy in the night,
Always listen to Qingling spring.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
Chang'an toured around Jindian, Luoyang to find Huanglong. Thousands of riders turn like thunder,
The difference is clear and the auspicious clouds roll. The old division of Bai Si should be the jade hall, and the Taiping officials belong to wuyiyan.
The song bell is boiling, the fragrance dust is scattered, and the morning flag is faint. Red moss grows in the old relics of Duke Zhou,
The waves in the stream shine late in spring. But long live Songshan, when will the general's flag and drum end.
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The green flies are noisy, the jackdaws peck the mice and worry about flying Luan. To comb the dark and wash the white,
LAN Yanhua laughs at the decline of Russia. Plate gold bundle purple body belongs to the official, strong benevolence small virtue end without reason.
It's better to take the Changliu pill, but the hidden spirit is in Huangting leisure. Determined to succeed, flying nine passes,
Xiaoyao bows to the earth. In the air, when the dragon is driving, the left cloud and the right crane are flying.
Shuangtong tree Festival when the wind turns, Chang'e relies on GUI to open Zhuyan. He Bian Niu Zi Xing Lang leads,
Sanqing palace is full of fine smoke. According to the Jade Emperor's case, the immortal official set up the flag of senchuang.
Yin Yu worships GUI Xian class again, with a clear voice and beautiful color. The food and drink are smooth and the midgut is wide,
The joy of nothingness is beyond words.
Volume 644_ 15 "peach blossom song" by Li Xianyong
God spring palace think Li Jue, young peach abnormal seek new Yue. The beauty of the country in the flowers,
Peony dew weeps the moon. The wild tree drops the blood of the remnant dragon, and the sun car rolls down the rosy clouds.
Melancholy east wind not solution crazy, for teaching this thing Fangfei Xie.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong
A bottle of green wine, green in dye, clap and sing, heaven and earth is dangerous. It's not hard to get up and down,
On the Yellow River, it is necessary to grow gradually. A young man must be happy in time, not like a coward.
If you want to go down in the daytime, you will not go down. The drum and the bell are ringing to kill the thief,
I don't know right and wrong. Don't sigh the color of life.
Volume 644_ "Song of Komatsu" by Li Xianyong
You don't like grass, but hoe in autumn. The court is idle, the earth is thin, and the roots are ferocious,
The wind shakes, the rain blows, the spirit wakes up. Short shadow moon slant less than feet, clear sound into the wing.
Heaven and man cut the black dragon's beard, and the uneven cluster is on the side of the Yao stage. Jinjing and Shuigui can't be deceived,
Long with the East emperor to show off color. Because of the gentleman's change of strength, Zhenxin is not straight.
Volume 644_ 18 "snow song" by Li Xianyong
The same cloud is as miserable as the fury of heaven, and the cold dragon vibrates the hyena to fly dry rain. The flowers in the Jade Garden are uneven,
The Galactic wind is very strong. Thanks to the Xuanyin not live, hope suddenly lost cross road.
It should be that Xihe was tired of dawn and fainted, and temporarily turned yuan to Taisu. Guitaisu,
I don't know if I can return to my heart?
Volume 644_ 19 "Tang Shang" Li Xianyong
Hengtang day Dan, autumn clouds separated, wave weaving light Luo power. Red gauze skims the water and floats the boat,
Painting radius mixed with catkin white. Carp empty throw no news, flower old lotus sparse worry not picked.
But he beat the golden hairpin to the green lotus, and regretted that the dew could not wear it.
Volume 644_ 20 "moral" Li Xianyong
Straight road thorns, oblique path red dust. In silence, kylin returns to Ruizhi.
The east wind is like the future, and the snow will never stop. I don't know where Jiang Ziya is fishing for water.
Volume 644_ Li Xianyong's "sword metaphor"
It's dark and cold in autumn, and hard is indispensable. Fenghu
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