Feng jiaoqia

Feng jiaoqia

Feng jiaoqia was born in Yanping (now Nanping, Fujian Province) in the Song Dynasty. Five of his poems are recorded in Huaan CI anthology.

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Feng jiaoqia, named Xizhi, was born in Yanping (now Nanping, Fujian). The year of his birth and death is unknown. He lived around the beginning of his life. Gongci, often in harmony with Huang Sheng. Five of his poems are recorded in Huaan CI anthology.

Representative poems

[self titled Fengyue building]

When you look at the trees, you want to see each other. a stream of water, a stream of moon, eight sparse lattice, eight winds. use the nature to hide endlessly, the high cold is like in the void. the completion is just in time for three and a half autumn, blowing open the white rabbit palace for me. Congratulations to the bridegroom (time in Yulin). When asked about the scale of border planning and defense, what is cloud. Scenery__ As the day goes by, the strong man can't breathe out. He is as secure as Li. Yan sits on the river and frowns. He laughs at the corrupt scholars and makes his last purple. Use and give up, only for the ear. Yellow reed and white reed are far away. Sigh Changhuai, fence empty, only the remnant. Reading father's book of war, I'd rather rely on it. Who will fight against the river. He who has knowledge knows nothing. How many heroes, Shen CaoYe, are there any gentlemen in our country. From Zhuge, always in charge of military affairs. congratulations to the groom knowing that vimayan is sitting next to him, he can give the girl a song. Do you drink with tea? AI Zi, you are the old man's book to send to inquire the master of Hua nunnery. Who paid for this case. It's a real language to talk and play in calligraphy field. Only the green mountains can live. Yulin Youzhen, why not, Baishi and Quanzhu. At the end of the sentence, according to travel. ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö ö. And along with the fate, the family raised the garden to receive, naturally becomes the interest. In addition, I have a room, and I have nothing to lose. We should take part in the Tao and be careful. Do escape Zen, escape dense, also difficult to cover, dig grass to find the way. Should be dial, lazy residual taro. congratulations to the bridegroom mutual visits between the two elders. It's just the right thing to do_ Shan, give up the car and stick. Recalling the new rain in Rong village, the spring flow outside the gate is vast. Among them, there is an immortal_ Phase. Wine on poetry, Rao Shengyun, more willow side, flower bottom appreciation. Farewell sentence, several times to sing. Suddenly the wind came to the stream. He sent his son Cao and rode in the suburbs to welcome him. Surprised by Jinhua's father and son, he flew down to KUNLANG, Penglai. There are four scholars who follow the immortal battle. How I love you, it makes me feel like I'm home brewed. Song wonderful song, Zheng Sheng Fang. //He Chong is Liu_ //It's expensive. Every time you drink, you'd like to drink at home. It can be said to be able to win. Congratulations to the bridegroom (use the rhyme to celebrate his birthday). Fortunately, he was old and weak, and did not need a staff. The eight storms outside, a void. Those who realize longevity have no appearance. Today I don't know when it will be, so I will apply for it and see it again. Big dream song, singing at this time. On tuanluan children's stream hall. And a cup, a chant Tao Ran, this feeling can be smooth. The fairy house is good, but it's so ethereal. It's hard to rely on this illusion. He sixunfeng, the next year, a kind family, such as spring wine. When you get married, you're free. Qinyuanchun (four friends of the second rhyme, Wu Huiqing's second son, going west) I love you, and you are pine, bamboo and plum. There are lonely swords in tiredness, hanging on the plain wall, singing drunkenly, walking on shoes, and moss in time. The gain and loss are not startled, but we know how to make friends with each other. What's so magnificent in our heart. You must know that the road is open just like a thousand miles away. Xiangqi lake is comfortable. Don't let go of flowers and wine cups. In fact, heaven has done it, Hedong new Fu, Yuanqiao happy, domestic talent. Hale and hearty Xi Weng, according to an Yixiao, the fame of the painting cake comes from Tang Fu. On the levee, the willow flowers are full of lotus, so you can follow them. Qin Yuanchun, a famous poet in Qinyuan County, was dismayed because he recited the elegant poem "from now on, one spring must arrive.". Often use Huishi first day Qinyuan spring rhyme, write this nostalgia, a sprinkle peach blossom is also good, scattered and romantic, dark thinking of last year. Record bamboo and Yiba, report in the village, twigs upside down, busy back to the stream. New cooking, peach drinking and other happy songs can be made. Unforgettable place, is a spring song, group singing respect before. It's sunny and blooming. Kuang's brew is not worth money. Want someone like jade, has passed the South City, no one with me, heavy drunk xiqian. It's hard to rely on the Old Testament, but it's hard to rely on the new words. Return also, life son will this meaning, write with Zhu Xian. Qinyuan spring (write the interest of the mountain with the rhyme of Dingxuan rain) when the rain comes, the Six Harmonies are clear, and there is no point in the sky. I'm glad to see you in the autumn. Who do you want to be charming and cool. Wax clogs clear travel, fishing coir light words, rich in what you have. Shuangxi, the total old League gulls and herons, no guess. haze, bamboo, stone, pine and plum. Countless flowers are blooming. Gradually yellow chicken peck millet, fat can be a, floating maggots pat urn, beauty can be three cups. Children answer the door, Weng Fang asks for a sentence. Don't let the vulgar guests come when they come. Castle Peak is good, from today's day, you may as well row. Qinyuanchun (thanks to weijuzhuang with the former rhyme) is popular all over the world, and is famous for its popularity. There is a hermit Jia Dun, years of practice clean, cold flower company, day wandering. It's so delicious that you can recommend Xiying for dinner and Chaolu for cup. Yang Yang butterfly, do Fang exchanges, I guess. Shuangxi is about Yulin plum. When you come to the village, you can open it. Naiqu mountain wind, Le teach back to drive, Hengtang water is weak, no floating cup. Hate knot stop cloud, spirit gallop down the moon, white snow wind before suddenly fall. Teach children to sing, and when he is drunk, he will not be bored. Qinyuanchun (and Lu Liuxi) inquire about Liuxi, Liurong on the stream, and Hu weidai. Sigh Yangchun steep change, who is the Pifu, enjoy the sound difficult to meet, who and wandering. Fortunately, the lake and mountain, I do not disgrace, send the path down the bar is not even. Don't shake, and deep-rooted, avoid layman guess. Why don't you go by the bamboo tree. Waiting for green eyes spring back to smile. Do climb silk Nongye, copy Shi Dai, cage Dai brush hat, pass cup by shade. It doesn't hinder the flying cotton. It's a thousand feet high, and it's stable when the wind is weak. If the sky is hard to ask, then taomen Hanyuan is arranged for one term. Qinyuan spring (birthday Yulin on February 2) in the natural Qi, there is the sum of saints, and the birth is at the order of the day. In the third spring, the moon just broke two. In the hundred years of Qi, it was even. Li Yulin deep, Sanhua nunnery small, there are_ You're free. Poetry is like Suzhou leisure, Yufu fresh. black shoes, cloth socks and scarves. Try to go to Rongxi for a visit. A piece of incense with a heart, a sound of heart, more with AI, with longevity toon. Looting lasts forever. It's better to be deeply rooted in autumn and spring. Chat to add me, as a romantic two old, every year to find a league. Qinyuanchun (a gift to he Cong, the singer of Jinjiang) has guzhujun, whose syllable is Fuyun and whose posthumous title is Dongxiao. Even if Liu Lang fills in it, Zhou Lang takes care of it and owes it to Yi pinzao, the law is hard to adjust. He Lang is ashamed. Whine curl, turn into the palate, lips, teeth, tongue and throat. Who knows, it's Guo Lang's personal teaching, which is consistent with each other. The next generation. It's as loud as a parrot. Sigh Qin Qing past, Jiarong where, niannu bone decay, Li eight soul disappear. Try to respect before, listen to your song, the elder romantic did not feel withered. Feng Lang is old, but he nods his head and swallows his saliva. The water melody is the beginning of the song (on April 4, I lived my life, using the Yulin rhyme, and acting on its body) the leaves of the forest are moist and dense, and the language of the warbler is old and delicate. Lazy Weng's birthday, Wu Wu Du faint. He discovered the rich, the poor, the noble and the humble, and understood the life and death. No doubt about the chest, things from the super remote. He is greedy for seven things and admires three things. I have my own stream and mountain. It's better to fish than to cut wood. Snicker at the small method near the door, don't look for the beauty medicine, long only hurt seedlings. Make great fortune and sell wisdom together. He Cong, the poet of Fu, is the head of the song of Shui Diao. \\It's half past the snow and spring, and it's half past the dew. As soon as you hang it, you will feel the width in front of you. Point out several pavilions, check a village of willows, green water and smoke. Surrounded by mountains and hills, the wind and the sun are more beautiful. Make a bee, make a butterfly, make a cauliflower. Young people are enjoying themselves. Who cares about Huadian. It has its own hills and bans, so visitors can play flute and drum to warm the sky. It's better to be late to return, just as the moon begins to string. Niannujiao (a message from the second rhyme Yulin) ten pieces of gauze on the plain wall of the high hall are painted to relieve the heat. There is no place to escape. Little Pai's autumn sound_ Cool point, suck Yan owe to why. Old friend CI Han, at this time fly down Penghu. With a smile, he lifted his beard, stopped singing and sighed three times. The snow bowl and ice cup have no exterior and interior, but also store the three dangers of fresh dew. The fragrance comes from the mouth, the cold comes to sleep, and the dawn of the night is forgotten. I'm not happy with my bed. I'll listen to the wind and rain with you. When the chrysanthemum is drunk with the lotus flowers in the hibiscus and the Pearl River, you can write with Huang Liyun, Gengyin, a mirror in the sky, a jade hairpin in the water, and shake a thousand hectares of cold light. She is the sister of concubine Jiang Yue. Fu Lan opened the eyes of poetry with a smile, and let me sing and satirize. A river of wind and dew, full of ice and snow, vast sea of clouds. You may as well rely on the drunk to ride crazy. Ask the Lord of heaven to find a few fishing villages. Listen to Xiaolou's care and steal Chuliang. Deep in the night, I forget to go back. Jinjiang brews green wine_ Fragrance. If you have nothing to say to the flowers, they should laugh at me, not like Zhang Lang. magnolia flowers slow (second rhyme reward in Yulin disease) sigh late, Pu Liu quality, easy to shock autumn. Kuang nianyuan cherishes people, stops the cloud power power, when the rain whizzes. When the west wind comes, the wild geese believe that Zhiyu and Jingri are leaning on the stream building. It's reported that guitiao decoction, I don't know who's protecting clothes. You don't need to be carefree and rich. Happiness is the end of everything. But when you have enough rice and tea, you can enjoy the endless whirling, which is better than your leisure. Cold flowers are lonely, afraid of one after another, butterflies and bees. Don't ask where the obstacle comes from. You can only travel by heart. touch the fish (Yulin Jun is a poem of peach blossom in Yituo mountain. Flower and host, he Xingru, with rhyme and thanks) sigh Liu Lang, that light farewell, Feifei three red rain. In the xuandu temple, there should be a lingering hatred, a piece of broken smoke. It's a sad place. Think of the dark clouds, forget the way. New flowers and old masters. Record Carved Feather flow business, cut red Jian Cui, mountain path day will dusk. On the empty branch, there are birds talking to each other. The voice is like asking whether to come or not. Happiness in life requires health, but aging needs health. I'm with you. Deep in the stream, the beautiful thousand flower dock. When to go. But I think of you for the sake of wine.

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