Li qunyu
Li qunyu
Li qunyu (808-862) was born in Lizhou in Tang Dynasty. He was very talented in poetry. He lived in Yuanxiang and respected Song Dynasty. "Biography of Li qunyu in Hunan Tongzhi" says that his poems are "beautiful and powerful". According to "biography of Li qunyu in Tang poetry", Du Mu advised him to take the imperial examination when he visited Li in his early years, but he "stopped once he went up". Prime Minister Pei Xiu visited Hunan and solemnly invited Li qunyu to write poems again. He "carried the piano on foot as far as the chariot", and went to Beijing to offer his "three hundred poems" to the emperor. Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty "read" his poems, praised "the poems he entered are extremely elegant", and granted "Brocade and colored utensils" and "the scholar of hongwenguan". Three years later, he resigned and returned to his hometown.
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Li qunyu (808-862), with the word Wenshan, was born in Lizhou in Tang Dynasty. There is a historic site "shuizhuju" in xianmianzhou of Lixian County, and the old record is "Li qunyu reading place". Li qunyu is very talented in poetry. He "lives in Yuanxiang and worships qusong". His poems are very good. The biography of Li qunyu, a general annals of Hunan Province, describes his poems as "beautiful in style and vigorous in talent". As for his life, according to the biography of Li qunyu in the whole Tang Dynasty, Du Mu advised him to take part in the imperial examination and wrote a poem "send Li qunyu to the imperial examination" when he visited Li in his early years, but he "stopped once he went up.". Later, Prime Minister Pei Xiu visited Hunan and solemnly invited Li qunyu to write another poem. He went to Beijing to dedicate his "300 poems" to the emperor. Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty "read" his poems, praised "the poems he entered are extremely elegant", and granted "Brocade and colored utensils" and "the scholar of hongwenguan". Three years later, he resigned and returned to his hometown.
Three poets in Hunan
According to Zhou Xinguo's collection of Wuling treasures, Li qunyu had a wide range of friends in his life, covering Henan, Hebei, Shaanxi and the north and south of the river. Li qunyu has three volumes of the first and five volumes of the second. His 263 poems are recorded in the whole Tang poetry. He was an important poet in the late Tang Dynasty, and he was listed as the three poets of Hunan in the Tang Dynasty with Qi Ji and Hu Zeng. At the end of the Tang Dynasty, Zhou Pu praised the poem "hanging Li qunyu": "qunyu's poems are better known than Li Tang's, and you can exchange letters for proofreaders. Where is the soul of singing and the soul of intoxication? There is orchid and fragrance across the bank in the air. " The first person who recorded "Changsha kiln".
Li qunyu was also the first person to investigate and record "Changsha kiln" in Changde. His poem Shizhu gives a true and vivid description of the production of ceramics in Changsha kiln at that time
The ancient shore pottery is used as utensils, and the forest is burned. The flame is red in xiangpukou, and the smoke is cloudy in Dongting.
Back to the wild coal flying chaos, remote air explosion sound. The terrain is full of potential, so I'm afraid I'll go to zhurong grave.
Shizhu refers to the location of Changsha kiln. The poem describes the Changsha kiln firing ceramics, fireworks skyrocketing, very spectacular. "Terrain penetration" refers to the depth of caves and caves excavated from porcelain clay. From then on, it can be seen that "Changsha kiln" is the "Shizhu kiln" in Tang poetry.
Singing Changsha Kiln
Changsha kiln is known as a wonderful flower of Tang culture. In the history of China's ceramics, after celadon and white porcelain, Changsha kiln has become the only representative kiln of color porcelain series. Its rise is inevitably related to the an Shi rebellion, northerners moving to the South and the prosperity of the economy and culture in the south. Its time is roughly equivalent to the second half of the 8th century, that is, the time of an Shi rebellion. In the middle of the 9th century (from Yuanhe to Dazhong), the development of Changsha kiln reached its peak and declined in the 10th century (from Five Dynasties to Ten Kingdoms). Zhou Shirong's "Changsha kiln color porcelain" said: "Changsha kiln mainly burns color porcelain, but also burns celadon and a small amount of white porcelain. But celadon is not as strong as Yue celadon, and white porcelain is not as white as Xing white porcelain. Changsha Kiln porcelain does not win by the quality of the body, nor by the pursuit of the glaze like frost and snow, but by the colorful underglaze painting decoration
There are poems
On the clear night of Lake Temple
Li qunyu
The willows are dark and the flowers are fragrant. I can't sleep. I feel sad only by the dangerous threshold. Wild clouds will rain across the moon, sand birds fly into the sky with sound.
For a long time, I threw away my brothers and sisters to the hunger and cold, and every time I remembered the reunion. It's not sure where pingpeng will be next year.
Representative works
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
Layer wave separated dream Zhu, a look at the green maple forest. There are birds in the middle of the day.
It's dark and rainy. If you hear Sheng Li crying, his voice hurts.
Silent night is long, empty mountains sound sad. If you don't listen to distant visitors, you will worry about the invasion of China.
It's not the soul of Shu emperor, but the bird of Huan mountain. The four sons are scattered separately, and the mother voice is still alive today.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
When Ying Nu goes to Qin palace, qiongsheng flies into the blue sky. Fengtai closed smoke, Luan blowing wind.
After hearing about the prince of Zhou, he also met the Duke of Fuqiu. Cong Huang's hair is in the sky. He lightly lifts the purple clouds.
How poor is the road to the capital of Qing Dynasty. When you go to Xiaohan, the world will meet you.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
The distant guest sits in the long night, the rain sounds lonely Temple autumn. Please measure the East Sea to see the shallow and the deep.
Worry about poverty is more important than the mountain, and it is always a burden to the head. Zhu Yan and Fang Jing go to the East.
Scale wings think of Feng Shui, and blue clouds resist repair. The solitary lamp is cold and plain, the insects are cold and the room is quiet.
Ask Tao Yuanming, what is the name of forgetting worry. No reason for a drunk tincture, high pillow Wanqing rest.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
There are few sails in southern Hunan, and there is little news for tourists. Stop at the time of menstruation, and look at the clouds.
Laugh frequently, dream, think independently. No one comes to the scene, and the river is white in the sky.
Stop leaning on the door to read, rustling wind and rain night. Where to park the boat, far away to the turbulent side.
Autumn back to the old window bamboo, a lonely night. Chanting the chapter of "Er Yu" and comforting each other in the middle of the night.
Volume 568_ 5. Li qunyu
A stranger in white, a crane in the stream. I don't love rice, but I love Linquan.
Chixiao is finally proud, and Tianchi is waiting for a leap. At the age of 18, Yan entered the emperor's hometown, and the emperor was at the end of his life.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
Cool sea air, West to send melancholy. The golden wind dies green, the jade dew grows cold pine.
What I think of is in Mingbi. There is no reason to meet each other. When I go up to the building and see the wings, my eyes are full of waves.
The empty window is full of fireflies, and the slanting moon is crying. Sparse red fall residual Yan, cold water withered hibiscus.
The year and evening are empty, and the years are gone. Congqing Geng sleepless, take tears from lazy.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
Spring can not be like, gorgeous intoxicating. At dusk, the water is green and the poplar is sad.
On a new warm day in Wugong, petrels fly to the palace. Autumn thought by smoke light, empty cover all over the world.
Volume 568_ 8 "autumn evening in the mountains" Li qunyu
Holding the piano out of the south tower, the air is fresh and the clouds are gone. The pine wind blows the flute, and the Bamboo Road breaks the moon.
After the mountain crane is fixed, before the lotus fragrance. The scene is quiet and the night is deep.
Volume 568_ 9. Li qunyu, another badminton guest who will visit Luofu in Guangling
Qingyuan ascends the stage, Huang Lang surveys the calendar. Zhuo spring calls the immortal wind, and swings the spirit here.
Distant eyes are invited by cold light, and sea color can be seen from a hundred Li. Send the cloud back to the pot, and hope the crane will destroy the autumn green.
The sky is clear and quiet. Baiyue falls in the palm, Shizhou is blank.
He lives on a bird and sings Xuanyuan. Floating like a cage of dust, I want to see the flute player.
In this world, singing and laughing are not enough. When you come to Luofu peak, you will be covered with cloud refining Qiong liquid.
Xie Gongyun, cen Xing, can climb high. I will hold Yao Qin, and I will live in a desperate situation.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
At dawn, there is a pavilion, and at night, there is a water. The wind sweeps the stone, and the sound of the zither is ninety Li.
Light comes to the eye, cold falls to the middle ear. He once traveled to the Three Gorges, and so did Bajiang.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
Cool wind from the west, straight across the Dongting water. Under the leaves, white waves are rising.
The grass died in the snow. Devastate those who have negative aspirations and sigh how poor they are.
Once upon a time, I saw clouds and dreams, poor autumn through Miluo. The spirit all unexpectedly does not return, the resentment becomes the microwave.
Diegui kaigu temple, misty into Youluo. The setting sun on Xiaoxiang, bleak singing nine songs.
South cloud cry heavy China, water die sad two girls. It's nine o'clock in the sky, and white bones are everywhere.
On the misty waves, on the clear night comes Beizhu. Forever a pair of soul, floating in the misty rain.
Volume 568_ "Bidi Pei (xuansun of Liang Gong, traveling in the South)", Li qunyu
Green bamboo does not flower, chicken long hunger. If the sky is not open, it will be empty.
The sage plays the cloud Shao, the auspicious Phoenix comes the instrument. The article shines in the daytime, and the birds dare not see it.
If you are depressed and don't talk to yourself, why do birds know. When looking at nine thousand Ren, flying out of peacetime.
Volume 568_ 13 "Ancient Mirror" Li qunyu
Where does the moon come from. It's not made by Xuanyuan, it's wonderful.
Yao's box opens in the rising sun, and the white light goes alone. Hongcheng a foot day, thoroughly frost scene.
The icy hair chills my liver and gall. Suddenly, he was startled and deep, and fell into the well of jiuqiu.
The clouds and the sky are in control, and the spirit is clear. You don't have to lose the game.
It's gloomy and strange, but it can live with heaven and earth forever. Fear for sad dragon, fly in Russia.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu: "where do I think?"
Where I think is on the side of the balcony. When we look at each other on a good night, the moon is bright.
Return to the soul and park in the clouds of Hunan. Jue Lai Li boats, waves Spring Lake white.
In autumn, Yao grass can't bear to pick. Because book day end heart, fasten this pair of flying wings.
Volume 568_ Send Xiao Wan to Guilin
Lan Xiang, Pei LAN people, Nong Lan Jiang Chun. I'm LAN Lin Xiu, Fang Zao Jing Chang Lun.
Can can Feng Chi descent, a hair now again new. Bamboo flowers do not give mouth, haggard clear Xiangbin.
Once South Ming fly, color he is not amiable. Cangwu cloud water late, leaving empty coagulation frown.
I am also a smoker, floating to penglijin in the West. Her husband has not changed, but is in a state of depression.
Dayu cherished Cunyin, but I had no talent. Let's live a happy life.
It's hard to miss each other when they are apart. The water of Guangxi is more beautiful in autumn, and the book is sent to the West.
Volume 568_ Li qunyu
Zi yuntun Baifeng, then spit taixuan book. One hundred thousand words, branches and leaves he Fushu.
If you are willing to speak, you will be tired at the beginning. When you see a beautiful new work, you can get rid of it.
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