Liu Xiaoxian
Liu Xiaoxian
Liu Xiaoxian was a poet of Liang Dynasty. Pengcheng (now Xuzhou) people. Qi Da Sima was the son of Liu Hua and the seventh younger brother of Liu xiaochuo. Good at five character poetry and painting. At the beginning, he was facao and Zhubo, the king of Wuling. He moved to Yizhou and transferred to Anxi Ji office with his mansion. His masterpieces are Yongchun and Chunxiao.
Life of the characters
Chengshengzhong and his brother Xiaosheng went out of the gorge with the king Ji of Wuling. They were defeated and moved to Jiangling. Brothers are good at five character poetry, which is more important than the world. The value of the collection is disordered, and it has no storage. There are six poems in this collection, which can be seen in the poems of pre Qin, Han, Wei, Jin, Nan and Bei dynasties.
Extant Poems
Spring Lantern
Night tower moon string, dew flowers fresh. If you don't set your mind, you don't go back to sleep.
If Dunhuang is far away, it will last for a long time.
Winter dawn
Morning glow shadow green curtain, think of women weaving frost silk. After the cold pull Zhushi, cold shuttle late.
At first, he abandoned the building powder and went to the distant future.
Ode to bamboo
The bamboo grows in the wilderness, and the clouds rise. No one appreciates the high Festival, but only holds the chastity heart.
She was ashamed to enter the palace. Who can make flute should sing for the dragon.
He Xiong Xiao Chuo can't sleep at night
Night worry sleep restless, from the southern end of the watchtower. The leaves are miserable, the wind is different, the building is empty and the moon is cold.
Sheng cold adjustment of the number of springs, string crisp, difficult on the piano. A hundred years of travel, a hundred years of life, ten thousand thoughts of sitting together.
Who has a mirror? I'll take a look at it.
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Looking for unknown mage in Caotang Temple
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The flying mirror points at the sky and shines across the front of the building. The deep forest is cold at night, and the pavilion is filled with smoke.
The leaves move, the flowers are dew, the turbulent sound is dark spring. Bamboo wind like rain, mountain insects like cicadas.
Pick fruit still lotus, drink water with flowers. When you talk and drink, everything is quiet.
"Under the moon in Caotang temple on autumn night"
You live in the north of the mountain, and the moon shines on Shandong. Donghu near pine path, virtual window hidden bamboo industry.
Out of the forest to avoid the shadow of the fire, walk away from the cool wind. Leap cloud cut off high Xiu, long river across the clear space.
The number of fireflies flow dark grass, a black Su Shutong. Xingyi is in the universe of gods.
Also think of the city que, where different from the cage.
Chinese PinYin : Liu Xiao Xian
Liu Xiaoxian
