Wang Qianqiu

Wang Qianqiu

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Wang Qianqiu

The date of birth and death is unknown, the name is Xi Lao, the name is Shen Zhai, Dongping (now belongs to Shandong), lived in Jinling, and moved to Xianghu in his later years. Zhang Anshi, Han Yuanji and other tourists are all famous people at the beginning of their journey to the south. The style of Ci is very clear and gratifying. He has written one volume of shenzhai CI.

Ci works

[Partridge Sky · cocoon cooking]

Better spring than burning a lamp in a house, we must first sing and dance to match the silkworm God. Then the cluster like frost, to pay respect before like jade. The fillings are fine and smooth. From its sheath, the pattern is broken. It's also a kind of plum soup. It's good to drink and laugh.

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Drunk and depressed

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When the gull pours at Su, he sleeps and listens to the sound of the house. The window is bright and the cock crows fast. The corner is rotten and half of it is cedar green. Who will turn the song? Red lips and ice spray fragrance. There is no one to hold the pearls on the ground. Return to the red boots and crush the jade.

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Mao Jin's "shenzhai cipostscripts" said that his Ci "paid more congratulations, but less gorgeous.". "Siku Zongmu synopsis" refers to its Ci "style" Huajian ", which goes in and out of Dongpo's gate path. It has a beautiful style, and it has no slang sound. After going to the south, he was also a master. There is a collection of Ci poems in "Song head of shuidiao · Chengliang cizhang". Ci Zhang, named Anshi, was a Jinshi in the 24th year of Shaoxing (1154). When he was in charge of Hengshan, he presented his poems to Shen Zhai. There were many sentences in his poems, such as "Zhongzhou literature is a Confucian school, and Pingping of a different county meets a hundred people in his family" and "no old man who came to build a thatched cottage to leave a wild old man for the sake of running a thatched cottage" Han Yuanji wrote it for Jiangdong Cao.

Wang Qianqiu, Song Dynasty

Good things are near < br > six acts of frozen clouds, who cut jade flowers for snow. Cold into the bamboo window cottage, listen to the music.
From his face to find plum, fragrant spit is the season. Return to the late, Chu day is not night, wipe the wall waist horizontal day.
The good things are close to each other and the characters are unparalleled. On the new Fu of the two capitals, Xiao is wanted all his life.
In the autumn of next year, we will have a bright future. To wash jade lotus for life, to help wear Yang Fei's.
Good things are coming < br > tomorrow will be a happy ending. Her 10-year-old daughter is petite. She turns the music by playing the lute.
When the Wood Pecker wants to fly, the string rings and the jade calls. Although it is unknown from hate, but also Qingfeng micro Cu.
Niannujiao < br > when the boat goes to the East, it will be late and the world will be clear. Ten thousand jackdaws dance high and low, condensing the clouds and leaves all day. Yingxiao fishing village, Hengmao winery, pattering snow. Zhuang Huaixing feeling, regret will Chai Feng light farewell.
Looking from afar, you can see the bright eyes of Jiege, and you can see the same knot. The East and the West are uncertain, and the former alliance is in vain. The animal furnace temperature, Fen Xia full of wine, this evening should be happy. If you are passionate, you still know who to say.
Niannujiao < br > blossoms, borrows water, and believes in the beauty of heaven. Yulong JUANJUAN yellow dot small, according to the West Lake qingpo. Green belt hanging waist, bizan bun, Suoju Tuoyuan white. The smile of the Western Qing Dynasty portrays the fragrance and color of the canal.
Often remember at the end of the month before the wind, water sink muscle bone, thin can not help but pity. I'm afraid that the immortals will not be able to find any trace because of the chaos. The deep cultivation of the misty threshold and the dense protection of the red curtain are not willing to release lightly. Equal difference rest ask, not allow plum product gap.
Xijiang moon < br > has a lot of white hair on her mind and countless green mountains of customers. It's just the limit of wine in flowering period that the fine fiber and drizzle fade the cold.
A bottle hairpin from the letter, empty left tin with incense residue, I am sick send Jianggan, thin as Dongyang also used to.
Xijiang moon < br > always scares people, but it's still chaotic. The apricot blossom is cold after the rain on the Qingming Festival, and the red and purple fragrance is not limited.
Spring sickness has no recreation, but wine destroys the heart. This situation claps hands to ask the appendix, for many worries I am used to.
Xijiang moon < br > the dreamlike shadow bubble is limited, and the wind, flowers, snow and moon are endless. Do not divide the vulgar and the essence.
If the food is served by the neighbor, the child can get credit if the cup is empty. Tongyou is walking horizontally and obliquely without asking the surname Xie.
Xijiang moon < br > four Junxiang Shu Jian e, one Kui Cao Fu Deng Xian. Next spring evening, Liu Ruyan will see Lu Chuan's Golden Hall.
CE Fu toothpick day reading, CI yuan Gao night pass. The brothel has no chance to buy wine, and put the golden cup.
The moon on Xijiang River < br > is resplendent, and the pen is carved in the cage, and the book is recommended by the flying Osprey. Turn over the red medicine and try to make it up.
Let me have a drink for my birthday. Let's see the picture of Jun jiuwanpeng. The maidservant girl has a string of small pearls, and the green windows and Zhu households every year.
Spring in Qinyuan < br > the spring of Cardamom is charming, the fireworks are shy and warm, and the things are beautiful. There is no need for warblers to complain, peaches to seal purple calyx, bees to hate, and blue tulip buds. It is expected that Dongjun, who will be kind, will pay Qingfeng poetry ceremony family. Chong Lu Qing, a green carpet business, Danfeng talent.
By the cha. Morning clouds. Shici Ganquan Zhanyu car. Try to laugh with XIONG Shi, Jiahe he he Sui, Jin Si Yu Yao, Han Bi Hua. Xiao kouxun's name, Gong Huang's appearance, went to worship the bank and went to the sand. Tonight, the boat is full of wine, and the drunk cap is slanting.
Shengchazi < br > has long branches and blue clouds, and its heart is yellow and tender. When you can't lean on the appendix, sweep all the apricots.
Exquisite shadow knot Yin, containing fragrance into array. Who wishes the east wind, do not urge the flower letter.
Shengchazi < br > has beautiful flowers and tender spear flags. It's in the green cloud, and picking apricots.
Sorrow comes with bitterness, but old with leisure. Swallows don't know who they are, but they still believe in what they say.
Sheng chazi < br > the sound of the warbler is just delicate and the grass is delicate. Poetry temples have been startled frost, mirror leaf lazy pick apricot.
Why accumulate hate mountain, attack sorrow array. When spring comes, there is no news.
Shengchazi < br > sleeps in a loose bun with fragrant pillow and tender cheeks. Sad to the tip of the brow, teeth soft taste new apricot.
There are no books about fish and geese, and there are Orioles and flowers. Wide as a thread of gold, said to contend with Iraq letter.
Shengchazi < br > the spring river is muddy and the spring bank is tender. No Magnolia boat, shame with parallel apricot.
Light gauze tears, the rain rush flower array. Pray in secret to Zigu God to find a letter from baling.
Sheng chazi < br > paints unicorns in a majestic manner, and the rotten bones are divided into mole ants. It seems that before he died, he was often drunk with Yinghua.
Yunshan is quiet and affectionate, and the world is wide. And put two eyebrows open, everything is not satisfactory.
Shengchazi < br > Gongming bamboo fish, Fugui locust root ant. 36000 games, platoon day, help head drunk.
High Huai AI world, strong gas across the sky. Often cherish spring residual, will not Dongjun meaning.
Qingyu case < br > Xuetang is not far from Lingao road. I'm sorry, uncle Xian. I'll ride a whale. Oats and peach blossoms are more intense. Although the horizontal bridge is there, there is no pine. Who cares.
Although it's late in winter, Xie Anjun never forgets to write a poem. Start to plant flowers. The art is fragrant and green, while the rain is clear.
The jade case < br > the alligator wants to lead the fish and dragon to play. First, the Yangtze River. The head tube starts from the outside. All the immortals are there. Some people are so beautiful that they can recognize them clearly.
I want to ask, but I can't help it, but I watch it from the smoke. Throw an inch of paper at my chest. If you want to go, the moth still lives. I don't want to wander.
Nangezi < br > the magpie rises and the tide rises. The moon is round. Who calls qijingxianbo and xiasanshan.
The style of writing is charming and the front of words is cold. The price of literature is always high. Then he approved fengzhiyue and Ziwei.
Romantic < br > the night is long, the candle is dark, the fairy is drunk, and the cheek is full of rosy clouds. Is three lines of mother of Pearl sleeve, a golden thread, volume Yin stop dancing, side fire points tea. Smile Yingying, splash soup wencuiang, fold printing Qixiang yarn. The bamboo shoots shake slowly, the clouds begin to rise, the bamboo dragons stop fighting, and the rain falls slightly.
The wind gives birth to two armpits, the dust is exhausted, leaving white snow and long yellow buds. Xie Shi Zhi's eyebrows are long and beautiful, while pan bin Xiu Hua's. Think of bamboo palace in the future, gunyi cold night, small group points to give, new kind of golden flower. Also remember Yulin spring, once in the immortal family.
Fengliuzi < br > has six scenes in the same cloud, crowing in silence, and the wind keeping the jade concubine cold. Gradually sound into the fishing coir, color invasion book cover, like flowers such as catkins, forming a group. Tired tourists, a bitter poetry, no wine intestine wide. Yellow bamboo tune sad, Qi quilt people and horses, how can plum pistil, cable laugh patrol eaves.
A cup of advice, empty scratch head, or memories, old qingluan. Ask the moth sooner or later, light shot River thousand. When you are drunk, put on a crane's cloak and sing icicles high, why don't you take advantage of the stream and return it to the sky. It's hard for birds to settle down just for fear of the sound of scull.
Reminiscence of old friends in Taoyuan. But by that will go, parrot can speak.
It's a pity that I'm alone. If reading jade fiber hard, early and double take.
Qingpingle < br > where to blow flowers, Jiangtou Road, taoye. The Bi brocade barrier mud flushes the dusk rain, and suddenly it is so cold.
When you come back, you can ask for wine to pour in spring, and the tide is red and the autumn water is bright. But I can't help but feel annoyed in spring and sing low.
Qingping music < br > call cloud and live, do not dance in the dragon pool. In May, the world must have a good rain, to sweep boundless trouble summer.
The seedlings on the border are green and the surface of the pot is clear. Outside the forest, the oranges are hanging freely, and the mood of the provincial canal is much better.
Xiqian warbler < br > wax tail before spring. Ask who will open up, you heart. Reflecting the spirit of bamboo, Lingfeng is beautiful, Gu shoots in the past and hears in the present. Try make-up competition to see blowing face, send post better pass paper. It's very natural and unrestrained. It's even more fragrant. It's on the surface of the forest and on the bottom of the stream.
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