Liu Xiyi

Liu Xiyi

Liu Xiyi (about 651-680) was a poet of the Tang Dynasty. A Tingzhi, the word Yanzhi (one for Tingzhi), Han nationality, from Ruzhou (now Ruzhou City, Henan Province). Gaozong Shangyuan two years Jinshi, good at playing pipa. His poems are good at singing, mostly about boudoir, with soft and gorgeous words and sentimental mood.

In Dai Bei Bai tou Weng, there is a sentence "flowers are similar every year, but people are different every year". It is said that his uncle song Zhiwen wanted to take it as his own, but Xiyi refused. He sent someone to crush him to death with a soil bag. He died in his late thirties after his uncle song Zhiwen's death. The original collection has been lost. It is said in the book of the old Tang Dynasty that "being kind is a poem about women's love in the army. The tone of the poem is sad and bitter, which is very important. If you do not practice your ambition, you will be killed by a traitor. Volume 8 of Datang Xinyu says that "after Sun Yi wrote zhengshengji, Xiyi was the most concentrated.". There are 1 volume of poems in Quan Tang Shi, 7 supplementary poems in Quan Tang Shi waibian and Quan Tang Shi Xushi.

Personal achievement

Liu Xiyi was good at military love poems, with graceful language, but sad intention, which was not valued. Later Sun Yu wrote zhengshengji, which was most praised by Dazhi. His representative works include "marching in the army", "picking mulberry", "singing in spring", "traveling in spring", "stamping clothes", "DaiBei Pulsatilla", "nostalgia in Luochuan" and so on. Among them, the poem "Dai Bei Bai tou Weng" wrote that flowers bloom and fall, and time throws at people. "The color of flowers will change this year, and who will be in the next year." From this, the feeling of "flowers are similar year by year, but people are different year by year" and "when can I turn my eyebrows, and my hair is as messy as silk in a moment" is expressed. In a dream of Red Mansions, Zhen Shiyin's explanation and annotation of the lame Taoist's "Hao Le Ge" is "humble room and empty hall, when Wat was full of bed, withered grass and withered Yang, used to be a singing and dancing hall" and Daiyu's "Ci for burying flowers" are "when the beauty is beautiful, it's hard to find once it's wandering" and "let's see the fading flowers in spring, it's the time when the beauty is old to die". The collection consists of ten volumes, and one volume of poetry is compiled today.

Relevant historical materials

Liu Xiyi, also known as Tingzhi, was born in Ruzhou. In the second year of the Shang Yuan Dynasty, Zheng Yibang was a Jinshi. At that time, he was twenty-five years old, and shece had a literary name. It is a work of painstaking chanting, especially good at boudoir curtains. The poems are full of sorrow and sadness, and mostly follow the ancient tune. The style is not in accordance with the times, so it is not important. Xiyi is beautiful, good at talking and laughing, good at playing the lute, not drunk when drinking to several duels, and not restricted to regular inspection when he is down. Taste for "white head Yin", a couplet says: "this year the color of flowers change, next year the flowers bloom again who is in." Then he sighed and said, "this is a prophecy. Shi Chong said, "the white heads go to the same place." Why are they different? " It's a matter of getting rid of it. "The flowers are similar year by year, but the people are different year by year," he said He sighed and said, "life and death have a destiny. How can it be said in vain?" Therefore, they coexist. Uncle Song Zhi asked about the last couplet of bitter love. Knowing that it had not been passed on to others, he begged for it, but he did not. When he asked, he was angry at himself and made the slave kill him with a clay bag. When it was less than 30, he was pitied. There are ten volumes of poetry and four volumes of poetry. Xiyi is a talented man with such talent. What's wrong with his career? He's a man of high talent, but he's afraid of it. Jia Sheng mourned for Changsha. When you came to the Yangtze River and summer, you suddenly folded your head and died. It is a pity that the Pearl of the Marquis of the Sui Dynasty is lighter than the bird of a thousand Ren, and the bird of a thousand Ren is heavier than the bird of a thousand Ren. Not to mention the fratricidal! (Biography of talented scholars in Tang Dynasty)

grave

Yiyuan is the cemetery of Liu Xiyi, a poet in the early Tang Dynasty. Liu Xiyi's tomb is located in the east of Fengxue temple gate in Ruzhou, with its back on Longshan and its face on huanghushan. The tomb was built in the Tang Dynasty. It was originally a earthen tomb. In the Tang Dynasty, cypress trees were planted in front of the tomb. A thousand years later, the height of the tree is nearly three Zhang. Only four people can embrace one tree. The stem of the tree is divided into three branches, so it is called "three pillar fragrance". The other one needs five people to embrace, with a shady area of more than 100 square meters. It looks like a giant umbrella, so it is called "Yipeng umbrella". It was destroyed before liberation.

In the early years of the Qing Dynasty, Liu Xiyi's tomb was in disrepair, leaving only one mound. In 1729, scholars in Ruzhou built Liu's tomb with bluestones, planted pines and cypresses around it, and inscribed "Liu Xiyi's tomb, a poet of the Tang Dynasty". Liu Xiyi's tomb became a scene in Ruzhou. In the 24th year of Guangxu reign (1898), the state department built a five meter wide and two meter high through flower wall with green bricks around the tomb. A round gate was opened near the road. The stone tablet carved in the 10th year of Yongzheng reign was erected at the gate.

During the cultural revolution, the tomb was flattened. In 1984, on the initiative of 24 celebrities such as Zhang Shaowen, the 22nd Meeting of the Standing Committee of the people's Congress of Linru County on June 14 of the same year approved that the county finance allocated 50000 yuan to build five memorial halls, five wing rooms and one gate in 1985. The gate was named "Yiyuan" by Mr. Zhang Shaowen's calligraphy elixir, and a tombstone was carved in front of the tomb. However, due to poor management, five memorial halls were soon burned by mountain fire.

In 1994, Fengxue temple built a garden wall of nearly 400 meters. In 1998, five memorial halls were rebuilt, and a pair of Qing Dynasty stone lions were moved in front of the gate.

In the autumn of 1999, a round tomb was built with bluestone, one meter high and 2.9 meters in diameter, symbolizing that Liu Xiyi was 29 years old.

Around Liu Xiyi's tomb, there is a simple and elegant green brick courtyard, which looks like an ancient building. Zhang Wanqiang, the chief of the information section of the Propaganda Department of Ruzhou City, is very honest and tells me that this "ancient building" is only 20 years old. In the 1980s, only a stone tablet written by Feng Chengzhi and his son in Kaifeng during the reign of Emperor Guangxu of the Qing Dynasty was left in Liu Xiyi's tomb, with half a remnant beside it. At that time, just after the "Cultural Revolution" and the rejuvenation of the country, some cultural people in Ruzhou planned to repair the cemetery. Under their strong lobbying, the local government funded the construction of the cemetery in 1985.

Excerpt of works

DaiBei Pulsatilla

(a white headed chant)

The peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang are flying to and fro.

Luoyang daughter cherishes the color, sits sees the falling flower long sigh.

This year, the color of flowers will change. Next year, the flowers will bloom again?

Have seen pine and cypress destroyed for salary, more heard mulberry field into the sea.

The ancients did not reply to the east of Luocheng, but today people are still concerned about the falling flower wind.

Flowers are similar year by year, but people are different year by year.

Send a message to Hongyanzi in heyday, and take pity on the half dead Pulsatilla.

Poor old man, beautiful young man.

Under the tree, before the flowers fall.

Guanglu pool is rich in Taiwan culture, and the general Pavilion is painted with immortals.

Once you're sick, you don't know each other.

Just like a moth's eyebrow, a crane's hair is as messy as silk.

But look at the ancient song and dance, only the evening birds sad.

Join the army

In autumn, the wind is rustling and the horses are ill.

Yan city does not open during the day, ambush dark phase lost.

When the emperor worships in the temple, the general comes out.

Yiluo Road, tens of thousands of troops.

The gate of the army presses the Yellow River, and the air of the army rushes into the day.

He who holds a sword in his life is generous.

The moon is lonely in the south, and clouds are dense in the north.

Han Peng's plan is closer than sun Wushu's.

Husband, who can sweep a room.

Mulberry picking

Willow to see off pedestrians, Qingqing West into Qin.

Who's going to pick the mulberry girl? It's more than spring upstairs.

Yingba water melody, step by step spring fragrant green.

A red face shines with pearls, and a crimson lip with white jade.

Looking back to the east of Weiqiao, I feel sorry for the spring.

The setting sun is green and the spring breeze is beautiful.

Carrying cage long sigh, late love spring.

If you have feelings for flowers, you will feel powerless when you lean on trees.

Dusk thinking long, make you south road.

If you don't know each other, go back to the dream brothel.

A song in spring

The plum blossoms fall from the mountain trees, and the wild people fly down.

What do savages have? A jar full of Yangchun wine.

Take wine to the spring stage and sing with plum blossom.

Drunk, lying on the moon, sleepwalking on the roof.

Spring women's travel

The spring girl looks like a jade. She sings the song of spring.

Wushan is red in spring and Yuanxiang is green in spring.

Self pity, coquettish appearance, make up to see alone.

Sad heart with willows, spring as chaotic as silk.

The spring river is very long.

Frequently think of jade pass people, worry about lying in the boudoir.

Still say spring flowers fall, do not know the autumn wind.

Love is not the end, sad from now on.

Recalling the Chu palace in the past, the jade building is pink.

Slim waist, bright moon, long sleeve dance spring breeze.

Ronghua weixishan, time cannot be returned.

Mulberry forest becomes the East China Sea, where is wealth today.

Send word peach Li Rong, Hu for boudoir heavy.

But looking at the tomb of the king of Chu, there are only a few pines.

Nanyang Hotel

When is the hotel going to be abandoned.

The poor cry on their way, and the birds sing in spring.

There are few new roads, but there are many old paths in the wasteland.

Pool Huang cover dangu, grave around Qingbo.

The sunshine turns cloudy, the wind is gentle and the wind is wild.

Sad can't go, looking back how to complain.

General line

The general opens the gate, Geng Jie stands in the wind.

The generals want to talk about things and dare not enter.

The air of sword shoots into the sky and the sound of drum vibrates Yuanxi.

The yellow dust is blocking the road, and the horses are in urgent pursuit.

Bow from then on, flying arrows like rain set.

Cut off 100 Li, behead 5000 level.

On behalf of the horse bleeding to death, Hu people hold saddle weeping.

Since ancient times, there have been a lot of attacks on the soldiers.

Take advantage of my temple luck, sit to make war.

He Xixi, a military officer, is ready to return to the capital.

Lonely pine

Mulberry leaves are green on the silkworm moon, and willow flowers are white on the warbler.

Danyan Yanyu posture, Fufen Yangchun mo.

How the autumn wind, scattered from the beginning.

Unique Nanjian pine, do not sigh East water.

The sky is dark and the sky is dark, and the snow is toward the night.

Why not suffer from the cold and heat, and stay green for you.

Qingqing is a good color.

The trees are far away from each other, and the grass dare not force them.

The tortoise, Pu Zhenyin, is suitable for the immortal bird.

He was shamed of being granted the title of Emperor Qin, and would like to eat the food of marquis Tang.

The cold mountain night moon is bright, the mountain air-conditioning is clear.

I return to Fengji in sorrow, blowing it as the sound of Qin.

Songzi lies in xiancen, silent and suspicious of ambition.

There is a true song in Qingling, but there is no bosom friend in qiaocai.

When beauty comes, the path is green.

Call on the bottom of the deep stream to give up the materials of Guangxia.

Song Mountain

The moon rises in Song Shandong, the moon is bright and the mountain is empty.

Mountain people love the clear scenery and the autumn wind.

When the wind stops the night, it's clear, and the only night is the sound of weeds and insects.

The immortal is not visible, and the moon is near.

Purple lips absorb aura, jade finger tune true sound.

True sound is he Qu, three mountains Luan crane feeling.

In the past, the world has gone down,

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