Wang Tingyu

Wang Tingyu

Wang Tingyu was an important poet at the turn of Song Dynasty. He had a straight personality, resigned and retired. He was demoted to Chenzhou for his poems to Hu Quan. After the change of Jingkang, he showed great concern for the country's suffering and people's livelihood, had a strong patriotic feeling, and made great achievements in poetry creation.

Life of the characters

Wang Tingjian (1079-1171), with the name of Minzhan, was a native of Anfu (now Jiangxi Province) in Jizhou. The poem is vigorous because of its gentle nature. Zhenghe eight years (1118) ascended Jinshi. When he was transferred to Chaling Cheng, he didn't agree with Shangguan. He abandoned his official and lived in seclusion in Luxi, because he was named himself. In Shaoxing, Hu Quan asked Qin Hui to be beheaded and banished to Xinzhou, and Du Tingyu saw him off with a poem. Sit slander, flow Yelang (one for Lingnan). In June of 1149, leting was sent to Chenzhou (now Hunan Xiangxi Autonomous Prefecture and Huaihua area) for management. If Qin Hui dies, he will help himself. In the reign of emperor Xiaozong, he summoned the inner hall and gave it to the master of the Imperial Academy. In 1170, he removed Zhifu Wenge. He died at the age of 92 in 1172. After his death, he was buried on the hillside of Changfu village, Shanzhuang village, Anfu county. Hu Quan wrote an epitaph.

Literary achievements

Wang Tingfen did not do much in politics, but he wrote a lot of poems and essays, including 50 volumes of Luxi collection, 10 volumes of six classics handouts, 5 volumes of the Analects of Confucius handouts, 30 volumes of Yi Jie, 5 volumes of quotations, 2 volumes of canghaiyizhu, Lu Ci, fengtinglu and so on. Unfortunately, some of his works have been lost. When commenting on his poetry creation, Hu Quan said: "all those who are sad, happy, embarrassed, happy and angry, yearn for resentment, bored and unfair, and feel in the heart, there must be poetry.". Yang Wanli praised him as "less taste of Cao Zifang, get the method of poetry, cover its poetry from Shaoling, its text from Changli, the main in the powerful Hunda". There are ten manuscripts in the book. Although the paper is used in ink and Chongqing, it is full of vitality.

Representative works

Move to East Village

How deep is bidi East Village? Smoke from cooking in the Castle Peak grottoes. Dare to think that the thatched cottage is too low and small to be drunk and sleepy. Birds can't keep singing, the sky is quieter, the flowers are late, the place should be slanted. From a distance, you can see that the green bamboo is beautiful and beautiful, just a few mu of farmland separated from the West spring.

It comes out on February 2

when the sun is about to rise but not yet, the fog loses the river and the city is wet. The sky suddenly made clear mountains and rolled up the mantle, and the clouds were still covered with stones. Yancun north and South Oriole language, mailong high and low Ziyan fly. Who knows this music like the family of the fields, whistling and crossing the cattle.

Zhou Xiushi and Tian Jiaxing

At the end of June, when the dry land is full of air, the Heavenly God will chide all the dragons. If you make rain all night long, you will know a good year. If you have a good wife, you will have a good child. He has always worked hard to get rid of the wasteland, but he can't get rid of the sore. First of all, you can eat enough in the official warehouse, and the rest of the millet can be stored in the bottle. The general of Bian Tou is so powerful that he can capture the dragon and tiger in the evening newspaper. Then he ordered the strong men to pull the river of heaven and not to pollute the earth. Xianchi washes the day when the sky is green, and the Han family has its own year of prosperity. The minister's breath is like thunder roar, and the jade account is carefree!

Two songs for Hu bangheng

At the beginning of Nang Feng's visit to Jiuchong pass, it was the capital of the Qing Dynasty. How many people look back to the court class? On the Big Dipper star, he fell into the miasma sea of Nanzhou. The Han court summoned Jia to survive. the building is not a single tree. If you want to lean on it alone, you will be in danger. A fool can't deal with family affairs, but a man should be marvelous for the world. On that day, all those who cheat and flatter dare to fall, but they only know their loyalty and righteousness in life. End can eat Xinzhou rice, in the Department of Jiangshan foot protection.

Pay homage to the Golden Gate

The stream is windy. The official plum on the stream is full. Ten thousand trees are too cold to wake up. One branch breaks the cold first.
The dream is broken and the clouds are deep. The moon is light and the pear flower is light. Who will listen to the flute. Turn it up to be the best.
Feng Qiwu (Wang Kegong's birthday): the boundless silver waves of Qionghai. Painting halberd Zhu Lou, ethereal clouds see. On that day, the ambassador once preached. A banquet is held in the light of the sea.
The red scales of the Cuijia are used to blow wine noodles. Don't say today, people are far away. It should not be too late for Caifeng to write. I wish you a healthy old man.

Lin Jiang Xian

When you live outside the gate of heaven, don't let flowers bloom a few times. Recently, news came to Jianghuai. Yujing knows the good thing, Jinque is still Cui Wei.
At the end of Jiangnan mountain, there are piles of green after rain. For the time being, I'm drunk with the river Pavilion. Fear with Dan Zhao move, and let Yushan decadent.

Linjiangxian (plum)

I asked if I knew you in spring. Lingtou blossomed last night. Shuicun is a place to live. The moon is cold and the shadow is light. the plain faced jade Princess dislikes powder pollution and washes her morning makeup. Fragrant muscle should only be rice flax. So thin every year, I know who it is.

Lin Jiang Xian

Lonely for a long time no tea drink, suddenly meet white teeth light Acura. Sitting makes the lonely guest wash his poverty. But on the Yuan River, it's like a trip to Los Angeles.
Hear Chenxi Xianling long, deep room don't lock eyes. For many years, Qingqiu has been raised by the lead tripod. We should not take prostitutes to Yangzhou by crane.

Lin Jiang Xian

the east wind outside the curtain breaks the dream, and the rolling shutters return to spring. A light shadow moves between the eaves. The mandarin duck and the tile are cold, and the frost and the moon fall on the fence.
Smell Shouyang so good, morning make-up wash micro Yin. Poor jade bone is thin and weak. Whose flute blows through the jade tower.

A charming person

peach blossoms in the courtyard, several beads and foils in the smoke lock. Later, Begonia fell asleep. The east wind blows away and falls on the corner of whose house. Teach people plainly, and be evil for them.
If there is love in flowers, it should not be thin. We must also regret our mistakes. Now it's raining at night, and I'm wandering. I don't know where people are.

Recalling Qin e

plum blossom hair. It's cold at night, playing the flute and the moon. Qianshanyue. At this time, I am sad to hear the Dragon singing.
A few branches fly to the south. The scenery is different in the new year. Don't leave in the new year. River head mood, tangled thousand knot.

Niannujiao (Shangyuan)

when I was young, I saw the lights of Huangzhou and the clothes of Chaoshi. The Phoenix chariot is on the side of Tianhan bridge, and the curtain is on the ground. People are like immortals. They travel in the Buddhist kingdom and are relegated to the world of mortals. Now it's haggard, and there's no joy in the past.
This night emperor in the noisy, peaceful auspicious, there are street people drunk. Even more valuable, the door of Duan is new again, and a thousand soldiers are guarding the tower. The court and the public are happy, the court is quiet, and the singing and dancing are boiling. It's a good night and a good scene.

Crimson lips

The Red Mansion outside the flowers was as green as jade at that time. Smoke and candle. Drunk into the flowers.
White hair meet, still sing at that time. At that time, it was a song. It's hard to break a string. And make a cup of wine.

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