Liang AI

Liang AI

Liang AI, named Peiqiong and Yi feisu, was born in Nanhai, Guangdong Province. Female poets in the late Qing Dynasty. Later generations commented on his poems as "deep and profound". His husband pan feisheng is a famous poet, calligrapher and painter in modern times.

brief account of the author's life

Born in the reign of Guangxu in the Qing Dynasty, he married his fellow countryman pan feisheng and died in the reign of Xuantong at the age of 26. His study is called Fei Su Ge, so his work is called Fei Su Ge Ji. The collection of poems in late Qing Dynasty (189-190) has its own poems. Qu Xiangdong's "Yuedong Shihua" said that his "reading Lisao poems" was "most appreciated by Manghe Pavilion in Rugao"

Some poems

the seventh evening of the seventh moon

Qi Xi Pu deep courtyard, autumn river near Qu Ping. candlelight prevents magpies from sleeping, while fan shadow frightens fireflies. The period of good meeting is short, and the period of good meeting is long. the wind and dew on the court steps are cold, and we cherish the double stars of language

Farewell song

Last night in spring, the flying flowers reflected on people's faces. When the moon enters the boudoir, she flutters at the gauze fan. My sister returned to e lake and had a banquet in pingming. You can see two flying swallows on the river.

Zhu Liang Pan Yue

The cool moon comes with the boat. The square shop is plain and clear, and the clouds are smooth. think of the osmanthus trees and the Orchid Island. bridges remember long cherished dreams, and misty waters call for revisiting. Qiu Hua is lovely, and it is hard to stay in a steep place for a long time.

Xiaoyu platform

the spring water is green and the sky is shaking, and the spring birds are breaking the dusk. The dream is round to the mirror. The fragrance on the back of hairpin is still greasy, but the heart of Qin is far away. I'm worried about the powder off my clothes, and I'm sorry for the red Yan. Xiaoji doesn't refuse to get drunk, but he lives in seclusion and feels sorry for himself. Shaohua will always be protected, Wanfan will endure autumn donation.

Dream from sister Peixiang

Yuzheniang, the goddess, returned to Bicheng by chance. You can see the ice bone through the window. The jade toad and the golden dragonfly. It's not Yujing that you can visit here. Sisters are of one mind, but it's hard to enjoy what they want to say. If you want to chase Qin e-feng, don't kowtow to Lin Gong. Only qingluan thought and flew to the Yaotai level. The moon is cold and bright in the silver Han Dynasty, and the autumn stars are bright in the embroidered household. The pavilion is cold and blue, and the pillow is cool.

Nanshu night walk

In Tingzhou, the evening Apple blows, and the autumn pines fall. In the bamboo room, the fireflies are deep green. Where can I hear the flute without fishing boat. And knock on the door, and burn incense.

Book on the pool

I love the jade in this bay. in May, it's chilly and thin, and the breeze moves the bamboo. White lotus blowing snow into crystal window, pour dew to cook tea, pour jade. A pair of mandarin ducks fly out of the curtain.

In the history of orchids, the master of butterfly cave made a seal in the boudoir, saying that he would be hidden together with Luo Fu, which is also a rhyme in the song wind Pavilion of Dongpo

Meihua village at the foot of Luofu Mountain. Magu Fairy Butterfly out of the deep hole, habitat forever morning and dusk. master's predecessor said that he wanted to find a Danzao like home. moving home is in the white clouds, and the upper boundary knows the cold and warm. On the night of Sanfeng, the moon of Tieqiao, and on the morning of Wugeng, the moon of Fusang. When you plant sorghum, you will be able to help the guests to open up the valley, and when you plant pineapple, you will be able to call the crane to guard the door. Chai sangtao, Zhai benxian, Dan Sha, Ge Baoshen. The title of Xiangfu is pure and unique, and I wish you to open the Yao Zun.

Title orchid epic grass

A beautiful woman is good at writing. The heart of the Qin is smiling and the Qi of the sword is leaning on it. Chen Shumu, Jia Sheng. the cow's clothes shed tears, and the cock crows.

Chunyin

Yao window a few days without light, dark spring with the mirror branch. When it's rainy, when it's dark, when it's a dream. flowers shade the ground, cool as water, willow shade fade into the poem. The blue building is a picture book, but the wind is steep and the swallow is late.

Reminiscence after rain

After the rain, banana trees are green on the eaves, cool in the evening, and new clothes are added. The flowers fall in love with the curtain because they are sleepy and the moon is in love with the autumn. He never sleeps in the middle of the night to serve a cup of tea. He is sick for half a year. Thank you. I took a silver candle in Qingxing and turned the book number and jade label by myself.

Freehand brushwork

River Cloud is not in the tree, spring Pu far no boat. understand the natural meaning, flowers fly, water flow.

spring longings

A thousand miles of grass, twelve floors of Qionglou. The sorrow of spring is gone, the cold rain is lonely.

Reading Lisao

Chen's Ci was applied to Taiyao, and Tian Wen was translated into Jiu Bian. the eternal moth eyebrow attracts the public's jealousy, the beauty's mind is easy to be Lisao. She lost all her fragrance when she was singing, and she was also known as chuihe. the spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums are scattered, trying to make up the fragrance of Chu in plum blossom hall.

Mr. Cheng Yip LAN Tai of Hua academy

Green screen, brocade curtain around the book curtain, ask the word people to water bamboo door. The autumn color of the thirty-six ponds is full, and the white lotus is flying. In the back hall, silk and bamboo sing in the night, and red candles and gold pearls shine on the green waves. The sandalwood board turns over Lian's song, and the cool rain hits the new lotus.

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