Hou Chengen

Hou Chengen

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Hou Chengen, female. Sigu, Xiaoyi, songyun, from Jiading (now Shanghai), xunu. It's not suitable for me. I live in the basin and mountain Pavilion, practicing truth and quietness. He has portrayed himself. His works include songyun Xiaocao, pen Shan Ge CI Chao and pen Shan Shi.

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Wu Jian's collection of elegant and refined water paintings.

Classic works

Man Xing build up a strong body and attach great importance to spirit, gold is not necessary. Wealth is not the original wish, but the coupling of mountains and forests. Clean up the gate and wall, and observe the rules day by day. Leisure or Liqin book, health also exercise well mortar. The clothes must be cut to satisfy the taste, and the food must be palatable. Plant chrysanthemum to get late fragrance, plant pine for durability. You must water the flowers by yourself. Happy in can forget worry, simple without blame. Turning over the world, we need to study the right and wrong. The moon is shining, the window is silent and the evening is quiet. Silver stirrup pick to dream, floating into Penglai. The pines and cypresses are like dragon plates, and the grass and flowers are three paths. Jade cave exquisite road gradually deep, qingluan white crane sound corresponding. Pingting fairy smile to meet, said to this tour how to win. Russia and lead to the jade building, Sheng song together to drink. Lin breast Qiongjiang for the second time, ice peach snow lotus also a gift. In a moment, I took a walk, and looked around like a mirror. The road around the peak is close to the forest spring, with the fragrance of osmanthus and the cool wind. Looking back on the earth, thousands of times apart, the landscape is boundless. Fang plans to sneak up into the upper reaches of the sky and wake up with the crow of the neighboring chickens. In front of the window, the moon is still faint, and the cold light on the four walls is full of solitary shadows. autumn night dew white, milky way light, court empty, bright moon melt. The wall is broken by the chant of the cold goose, and the sky is called by the sad goose. The Xiao of Fengge is still swallowing, and the xianglingqu is not finished. I know where my intestines are broken, but I don't wait for the wind at five o'clock. Spring boudoir you come to many diseases, often late, lazy to Qingling Li sideburns. Eaves iron suddenly startled dream, the mood for fear of falling to know. The wild geese across the river are thousands of miles away, and the trees in the courtyard are covered with deep green branches in spring. The scenery is annoying. I can't help leaning on the column to talk about the test poems. plum blossom cold and gorgeous are the same, but lonely and high are different. Luofu bright moon night, fragrant penetration dream soul. The frost knows who is in the forest. Generate chastity, red and purple at the same time. Light smoke and frost in the morning, bamboo bed in the cold dream. I hate Du Yu's words among flowers and arouse new worries about Begonia. The title of the palace is a picture of the water clouds in Xiaoxiang. I remember the night of Huaqing, when the rain Wutong sat alone. In the mountains, there are many poems, and in the shadows, there are two flying swallows. Qin Tang mud is the most silting, so be careful not to drop Qin Shu. the red leaves just turn over the steps, and the dew is as clear as a bath. The mountain rain is about to come, and the new fragrance is intermittent.

Chinese PinYin : Hou Cheng En