Zuyong

Zuyong

Zuyong (699-746), whose words and numbers are unknown, is a poet of Tang Dynasty and a native of Luoyang (now Luoyang, Henan Province). He has few literary names and is good at poetry creation. Be friendly with Wang Wei. In Jeju, Wang Wei presented a poem: "if you have made friends for 20 years, you can't show them in one day. The poor and the sick are deep, and the agreement is broad. (three chants to ancestors) we can see that his exile is rare. In the 12th year of Kaiyuan (724), he was a Jinshi and had not been appointed an official for a long time. Later, he became an official and was relegated. His official career declined and he retired to Rushui.

brief introduction

Zuyong (699-746), a poet of Tang Dynasty, was born in Luoyang (now Henan Province) and was a Jinshi in the 12th year of Kaiyuan (724). Later, he moved to the north of Rushui to do other business, and the fishing vertebrae died. Once recommended by Zhang, he served as a member of the driving department for a short period of time. The poems are full of scenes and objects, advocating seclusion life. He is friendly with Wang Wei, which means "birds of a feather flock together, people flock together" or "those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to Mo are black". His representative works include Zhongnan wangyuxue, wangjimen, Qixi, rufen qiutongxianzhou Wangchang shihanwen baitongniao, luhunshuiting, Jiayuan sitting at night to Guowei, songqiu as the second, two ancient poems, among which Zhongnan wangyuxue and wangjimen are the most famous. The poem "wangjimen" describes the color of the sand field, which is magnificent and shocking. Among them, "the cold light of thousands of miles produces snow, and the twilight of the three sides is moving.". The experience of zuyong is similar to that of Changjian, and the number of poems is close. His landscape poems are characterized by concise language and profound connotation. Generally speaking, his poems are well written, but they lack profound thoughts and distinctive artistic features. Generally speaking, some of his poems are close to the style of "ten talents in Dali".

Relevant historical materials

The biography of Tang gifted scholars: Yong, from Luoyang. In the 12th year of Kaiyuan, Du Wanbang was a Jinshi. There is a name of the article, Yin Li commented on his poem: "Jian is introspective and quiet, and thinking is especially bitter. Although the Qi is not high, the tone is quite vulgar, which is enough to be called a talented man." Shao and Wang Wei are singing partners. Wei lives in Jeju, where he lives in an official house and presents three poems to his ancestors. It says, "I have been friends for 20 years, but I can't show them in one day. The poor and the sick are deep, and the rich and the poor are not shallow. " Cover also exile do not meet, extremely can also hurt. Later, he moved his family to another business in Ru's tomb and ended up as a fisherman and woodcutter. There is a volume of poetry, handed down to the world.

A collection of poems

Zhongnan looks at the remaining snow Zhongnan is a beautiful mountain with snow floating in the clouds. The forest shows the color of Ji, and the city is getting colder at dusk.

Looking at Jimen

Yantai a look at the guest heart, Xiao drum noise Han camp. The cold light of thousands of miles gives birth to snow, and the dawn on three sides is moving and threatening. On the battlefield, the beacon fire is linked to Hu Yue, and the cloud mountain on the sea side embraces Ji Cheng. Although Shaoxiao is not an official of writing, he still wants to invite Changying to discuss his merits. Qixi, the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. the jade court opens the powder seat, and the sleeves hold the gold plate. it's easy to pierce the needle to the moon, but it's hard to straighten the thread before the wind. I don't know who's lucky. I'll try to see each other tomorrow. In autumn, Ru's tomb and the king of Xianzhou, Shi Hanwen, heard of the mockingbird. In autumn, when he heard the good bird, he startled the curtain. But when you think of the special moon, you will be able to remember the past. It's too early to move to Qiaocheng. Gu Ying is ashamed of being right, but he is full of empty thoughts. Xiao Suoyan will leave when he wants to be late. stay and listen to the last song, which makes my heart sad. Fly high with strength, and sing skillfully. when you know something again and again, you will be quiet, but when you shut it off, you will be left behind. Flowers bloom on the forest road, frost falls on Ru Chuan Mei. And long lingfenghe, take spring own period. Lu Hun Water Pavilion overlooks Yichuan in the daytime, and the rocks are bright. There is a road in shallow sand, but water is silent. the bathing birds gather along the waves, and the diving fish are startled. More pity for the spring shore green, you Yi full front Ying. Home sitting at night to send Guo Wei. the moon rises, the night is shallow, and the cool pool is deeper. Bamboo trees grow in the wind, and their clothes are thin. He sighs when he meets things, and cherishes people. it's a dream that affects Jue Huiyin. He who thought of the poor was Lu Shen in the Ming Dynasty. He was a guest of Cangjiang River and dedicated to Fu Kong for ten years. How can a wise lord be good? Who can be virtuous today. tax collection at home, travel and food. The sun is shining on the spring water, and the green apple is fragrant. without media, you can't reach the goal, but you also want to return to the field. Two ancient poems (1) Fu Chai's concubines were begged by the whole nation. He said that he was favored by Wang, and there was no beauty among generations. Bi Luo is like the pavilion of heaven, sitting in chariot and riding in fragrant spring. thousands of maids often ride by the river. the age is deep, the face is old, the flower is thin and the makeup is new. wipe your tears down to the golden palace, and you are too delicate to care about yourself. He sings and dances with jealousy in his life, but he dies with dust. (2) (2) the tombs are mourning, mourning the bronze sparrow terrace. Why did the king of Chu leave Wushan alone. I've come all the way to Jianghan. stay in the spring river, vow to worship Lingyan. I dream of seeing the goddess, and the Golden Sands sing. the beauty of leisure is peerless, which makes people weak. with a smile and silence, it turns into a flying cloud. Crossing the Huaihe River to send a flat, the sky is mixed with waves, and the village villa is on the bank. Weihan ancestral temple, hidden jianglingzhu. the clouds and trees are heavy, but the bright and gloomy refuse each other. He left Lu Xiang at rufen mountain villa and Yan Yan, a general of the year, abandoned Nanshan period for a long time. if you don't give up your old business, you can return it to the mountain. Retting flax into Nanjian, mowing wheat to the East. When the wine is cooked, the door is closed and the wind is snowy. If you don't extend your head, who will comfort you and miss you. Xicipu tiandian is a hundred miles away from Zhengjiao. when the horse is tired, he wants to rest, but the guest is not on his way home. When the sun sets, the village is full of fireworks. In the west, you can stay at home and cross the river in the middle of the night. The Tian family is a matter of fact. They used to live in Donggao, overlooking the deserted village from left to right. Qiao Road in front of the ridge, Tian Jiayao door. Entertainment begins, and you can enjoy yourself in the suburbs. In the new autumn, the day is still dim. pantiao lies at the foot of the forest, diverting water to open springs. How tired is the harvest? Mulberry and hemp are now flourishing. He who seeks quietness will be rewarded, and I will discuss with the potential husband. Why do you have chicken millet? My heart knows how to respect it. The emperor went on a hunting expedition and entered the capital of Qin. far from the tree, the spear base is low, and the isolated peak enters the mantle city. cold and clear, no leakage, night alarm feather forest soldiers. who is obsessed with Fang Ke, who is always in love with Wei que. . under the clouds and cranes, cicadas sing in the water. yellow flowers fall on the ancient road, and the green leaves are burnt red. Although Maoling was ill, he had to accompany you. answer Wang Wei's question of staying overnight I haven't seen each other for four years. the handshake is not finished, but it makes the wound leave. When you are still in the hall, you will drink Li. Words are relative to each other. Changle post leaves Lu Xiang, and President Pei Chao Lai has shaken hands, so it's even sadder to leave. Ba River pedestrian crossing, Shangshan post road deep. Therefore, it is difficult for me to be a demoted official. Straight road is like this, who can full of tears. He sent Liu Gaoyou to the capital. He often heard of Ji Guisi, and last night it was autumn. Rural road is far away from Beijing, and wangchengjiang river flows. The song of Wu is loud on both sides of the Strait, and the guests of Chu are drunk on the lonely boat. I gradually feel that the tide is beginning to rise, and I feel so sad. Banquet at the house of the king of Wu. I'll be a dancer in Spring Festival. build the water bank of the pool, and the window is full of bamboo forest wind. more to the West Garden moon, Jin Zun music is not over. He went to the gate of Qin Dynasty in the West and to the road of post in the south. Under the colorful clouds, pine trees come to the temple. As an official in a town, all the heroes are over the river. On the path of Lianfeng, there seems to be an immortal. He went up to the South Tower of Feng's envoy, and made a well to connect huaisi. The South Tower passed late. Looking at the sand Heron rising on the beach, looking for the children's song of bathing on the beach. the offshore clouds are out, and the autumn rain is more. Tomorrow morning, I plan to go back to my hometown. Su's other business lives in a secluded place and hides his heart in the next life. Nanshan is the home of the family, Fengshui reflects the garden. The house is covered with winter snow, and the court is not dark at night. There are only a few people abroad, sitting around listening to spring birds. He lost his way to work and moved his family to Ru's grave. only worry often waste volume, sick for a long time away from the group. Birds droop at the window and willows, and the rainbow comes out of the stream. There are no foreign affairs in the mountains, and the woodcutters sing sometimes. After Zheng Qu, the road to Rongchuan Valley is clear. Thin smoke on water, full moon in boat. the shore is full of tourists, and the autumn sounds are full of insects. The journey is full of comfort, and there is a cool breeze. He stayed in the premier's office of Chen Liuli's mansion. He knew that there was a Shuqing, and the lawsuit was clear. I am tired and worried when I am traveling in the park, and I hear the dawn in the air. the wind curtain shakes the candle shadow, the autumn rain brings the sound of insects. Back to narkan, you are limited to Los Angeles. . Birds sing as bamboo, flowers around the pond mountain. the stage of water and gas invasion is cold, and the pine shade covers the seat. I'd rather know the interest of Wuling, just like the city court. If there is no one to come, the real monks will be rare. The moss invades the Taoist mat, and the cloud moistens the Zen clothes. The rat in the stream is the source of incense, and the cicada in the mountain is the source of bamboo. if you don't see it in the world for a long time, you'd better forget it. He likes to see Miao fa (a poem by Li Duan) he is proud to live in Zhongfeng, and the forest is closed. after autumn, there are no visitors, and there are monks at night. The sound of dark streams and springs is small, and the shadow of barren hills and trees is idle. the high window is out of sight, the moon and the stars fill the empty mountain. Travel in the south of the Yangtze River. When the sea is clear, you can see the rain; when the river sounds, you can hear the tide at night. the sword is close to Nandou, the book is far away from Beifeng. in order to report the empty tangerines, there is no media to send them to Luoqiao. It's a long way to go to Weiyang county. at the beginning of the rain in linzang, the wind receded and the tide returned. The river is burning, the sand bank is clear, and the cloud sail hinders the Pu bridge. The guest's clothes are thin today, and the cold is coming. The water Pavilion of Jinling in the late Park and the river Pavilion should be abandoned, and the scenery of autumn should be more beautiful. The night lights the ruins, and the cold wave rises the ancient city. look at the crane in the field, and see the monk in the water. infinite things before the dynasty, wake up easy to feel tired. Li Biejia in bianzhou gave him the autumn wind and many guests' thoughts. He was tired of traveling. Since Luo is a talented man, you Liang is the master. In the last part of the article, honor and disgrace are the same. Sighing for the past, I will perform three times, remembering the four truths. love is due to kindness and old friendship, and it is related to life and death. if you can give what you are ashamed of, you will benefit your body with clear words. The Qing Ming banquet was held by Liu Lang, and the family of Tian was restored to a close official. Jiri garden is good, Qingming fireworks are new. make friends by virtue and become neighbors by virtue. the pool shines through the window in the evening, and the cup is fragrant and the medicine tastes spring. Flowers cover the ground in front of the eaves, and birds peep at people outside the bamboo.

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