Hong Hong

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Hong Xun, a poet of Song Dynasty, has a volume of Kong Tong CI. Sixteen of his poems are recorded in the volume I of the excellent CI anthology since the Renaissance.

A brief introduction to Ci writers

Hong Fan, whose birth and death are unknown, was born in the reign of emperor LiZong.

Works of Ci writers

Yuehuaqing (spring night to the moon)

The shadow of flowers shakes in spring, the sound of insects sings in the evening, and the nine clouds roll in the beginning. Who drives the ice toad, embraces the laurel wheel half day. Su Po Ying, qingsuo window, haocaisan, painting langgan side. I'm sorry. See the golden waves, Fen Hui magpie hall. The wind is soft and the night is warm. The swallow is new, and the Begonia is blooming. It's not like autumn light. It's just like breaking one's intestines. Hate helpless, profit lock name rein, who call, dancing. Singing and playing. The jade rope turns low for fear that the bronze pot will hasten the dawn.

Water dragon chant (chasing Chao Ciying)

I haven't seen a book for many years, so I don't know who to ask in the later period. Willow wax is small, willow branches are golden and tender, and spring is near. Luomu soft wind, red floating green, Lianchao Huaxin. Read the number of life, love hate leaf, the mayor of the town, heart sleepy. But it's a romantic life. In front of the mirror stand, there are fluffy cicada temples. Qiantao congealing powder, smoked orchid is greasy, green worry red loss. Even if you come back, it's hard to recognize each other. Roll heavy curtain gaunt, residual makeup tears wash, Luo Jin.

"Gushanxi" (in memory of Zhongdu)

the lake is flat and the wind is steady, and the running colors urge the body to move. Looking back, I can see the heavy city, but my eyes are full of red clouds and purple fog. Fen Xiang Jie Pei, empty records of the small building east, silver candle dark, embroidered curtain hanging, Ni Ni by shoulder language. Thousands of miles away, the weeping willow river bridge road. Swallows come back, but they are full of flowers and rain. If you don't send the colored paper, you can't rely on the dream of orchid. Under the shadow of the lamp, in the moonlight, you will lose your soul.

Qi Tian le（

The sound of the windlass broke the frost on the silver bed, and the frost invaded the Mandarin quilt. Haoyue sparse bell, sad wind break leakage, startled the painting building people sleep. The screen is twelve. Sighs the dust full silk spring, dark vanishes the gold jade. Hateful romantic, old friends far away delivery thousands of miles apart. acacia is the bitterest, old love is endless, and dreams are empty. There is no love in the wild geese, there is hatred in the Phoenix, and there is a dream of Wu mountain crossing the water. The flowers are gaunt and the jade is gaunt. But Cui Dai is worried, red lead tears wash. Jiang Mei to be cut, Qian people spread this idea.

Bodhisattva Garland (SUKOU)

Cut off the rainbow and drink from the Hengjiang river. Wanshan purple setting sun. It's Ma Xiaoting West. Red maple wine flag. floating life long passenger road. All things go by the wayside. It's the evening of the moon again. Cold lamp people shut the door.

Bodhisattva Garland (on the lake)

Wu Ji drinks to float red ants. Young people get drunk before drinking. Zhuma green Yang Yin. Restaurant in March spring. Look at each other and smile. I don't know how much I will hate. Looking back, I want to sell my soul. The long bridge connects the broken bridge.

TA Sha Xing（

The cup is full of gold, and the cup is full of jade. The song of parting does not let the passers-by go. Drunk on the Mulan boat, wake up and forget Taoyuan road. The ribbon is concentric, and the hairpin is divided into one. The Tang Fu of the soul breaking empty grass. There are thousands of mountains in autumn, water clouds are deep, and there is no place for Acacia.

Ruihe Fairy

it's cool to listen to the plum blossom. Stars are rotten. Tears are like graupel. Now, when will we meet. Gather and disperse in a hurry. I'm afraid I'll make it, Qiuhong will make it. The most hurt, night to pillow, break cloud zero rain he limit. Because of the thought. Everything in life, looking back sad, has become a dream. My heart is in love. Empty melancholy, Wuyang hall. As soon as the bow of the boat turned, the high city disappeared for more than 3000 Li. Hate ruthless, spring water, like an arrow.

The wave washes the sand（

Flowers and mist are rising. Rain and sunshine. Bo Luo Shan Zi is in Yichun. But tonight, I am a pedestrian. Don't pour the wine. It's hard to get out of love. The silk scabbard is like electricity, and the monkey is singing. Heartbreak painting bridge Fangcao Road, the moon Xiaofeng Qing.

Nankezi（

The willow wave shakes the marsh, and the lotus is graceful. The blue sky is like a new toad. A clear light slanting dew, jade slender. the mirror is slightly opened, and the golden hook is half closed. The West Tower is occupied tonight. Should be near the dressing table low light, thrush tip.

The music of eternal encounter（

Song snow wandering, dream cloud dissolve drag, want to persuade spring to live. Lucky Yang Hua, unprovoked Du Yu, died to urge education. Uneven smoke Xiu, thousands of back to a hundred turns, do not understand the spring road. Sick tired tired, that can be more listen to, small building night wind and rain. the past has passed without any evidence. He Shu song Er, Fen Xiang PA Zi, always lead the feeling. Whether the poem is inscribed or not, I still remember Cui Hu last year. Green Yin, yingyingyanyan, should also be Jieyu.

Visiting the Golden Gate (Spring Festival Gala)

wind and rain. Urge all the red catkins. All sorts of ways to stay. The cuckoo is more bitter. Xiliuguan River narrow road. Several by Chan Juan mistake. The empty memory falls from the whip to the fan. The eyebrows of the blue window speak with grace.

"Bodhisattva man" (spring feeling)

Yuqin does not cure Wenyuan disease. I hate Huachang deeply. Hate into the side of the frost. Talent loses youth. moth brow comb falling horse. Green sleeve smoked orchid musk deer. The drunken dream is not fully awake. The green window calls the warbler.

Ruan Lang GUI

The east wind breaks the ice in the algal pond. There are five clouds in the sunshine. Green love and red meaning flatter each other. Help spring come to the forest. The flowers are gorgeous and the jade is beautiful. Witch Hazel in Luoyi. There are many small dragonflies. Call each other to see the test lamp.

Xingxiangzi（

The spirit of ChuChu. Willow waist. It's romantic, flying in the sky. Walking on the waves, the stockings make dust. There are many beauties, many rhymes and many feelings. ten years of worry, two word eyebrow marriage. Ask when, really a cloud. The autumn quilt is half cold, and the moon peeps through the window. I am worried, thin and frown.

Partridge Sky (scene)

the beauty of mind is better than the beauty of painting. At the beginning of the day, the sun is shining. He donated qiongpei to Jiaofu and was willing to throw wensuo to Youyu. Butterflies on flowers, ducks in water. The heart is close to each other. If you don't make a willow in front of the court, you'll get a sparse day in autumn.

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