Meng Guan
Meng Guan
Mengguan (around 957 ad living) word one, Jian'an people. (Tang Caizi is said to be from central Fujian. The year of birth and death is unknown, about Zhou Shizong xiandezhong.
Life of the characters
Meng Guanke lives in Jiangnan. It is not meant to be an official. When Zhou Shizong came to Guangling, he was famous for his poems, and he also heard about them. Guan Lu poem a volume presented, the first one says: "do not cut a nest tree, move more no main flower." Shizong was displeased and said, "if I fight against rebels and attract people, how can I say that there is a nest and no owner?". I'm lucky to be a tough man, but if I were someone else, I would be sure. " So it is not final. Give a Jinshi but not an official. I don't know what I'll end up with. He has been the author of the poetry anthology biography of Tang talented scholars.
Character works
Sushan Temple
When the river and the mountain travel every day, we can hear the distant bell. When I was admitted to the hospital, I met the monk and went upstairs to see Yuesheng.
Dewdrop group wood run, spring down a clear rock. It's none of my business. I can't sleep all night.
A gift to Mr. Tan
Mr. Wang has a pair of temples and clouds in the deep valley. If you don't cut trees with nests, you move more trees without main flowers.
Shiquan spring wine, pine fire night tea. Because of asking about the mountain, rujun has several families.
Returning wild goose
Spring to Hengyang wild goose, think back a long way. Tingzhou and Xiaohan together.
The snow turns, the wind is warm, the cold harvest is cool. Straight to the autumn, still return to Xiaoxiang.
Spring River send off
Chunjiang more to love, phase to pillow Changting. The number of wild geese do not juapu, a sail from Dongting.
After the rain, the sand is green, the clouds are scattered, and the shore is green. Who can watch the moon together? The night of fishing songs is beautiful.
Over the Qinling Mountains
It has been said that the mountain is magnificent. An Deqing mountain road, turn into a flat line.
The green moss leaves the tiger trace, the blue tree blocks the stream sound. If you want to look back, you will feel boundless.
Send Wu Mengchen back to Fujian
Oumin in the end of the day, this to the whole line of clothing. As long as the guests are at the end of spring, they are homesick and return in the summer.
The sea clouds add to the evening scenery, and the mountain miasma extinguishes the sunshine. I can't bear the lack of letters.
Summer in the mountains
Deep mountains are suitable for summer, and the gateway reflects the light of the haze. Xiamuyinxi Road, daytime cloud buried stone bed.
The source of the heart is clear and the road is quiet, and the Yi Ge is dipped in the cool spring. In the world of mortals, who knows the rise and fall.
Stay in Jiangju
The ferry is full of trees, and the south mountain is gradually green. The fishing boat returns to the old Pu, the gull sleeps in the former ting.
Sitting on a quiet couch with a lamp hanging, the door is open to the waves. Acacia frequency here, several drunk still wake up.
To Wu Qiao
Late spring, late letter at the end of the day. The long memory carries the day, just when shakes down.
Travel alone, travel alone, and hate. Look at the trees in Qianxi and the birds' nests.
No visitors in the mountains
It's a special place to pass Yanxi. I have seen the bamboo Pavilion closed and heard the birds singing in the mountains.
Long pine cold Valley, fine grass dark even stream. Standing for a long time without any personnel, the haze is lost.
To the Hermit
The road to fame and fortune, the mountain alone. Peace and contentment are not the intersection of Tao and Tao.
A hundred foot pine is the home, and a thousand year old crane is in the nest. Know you in this scene, do not want to throw.
To the master of Siam
After hearing about it in the city, I came to the top of the temple to meditate. The stone room is bright at night, and the stone spring is clear.
If you want to visit me, I'm ashamed of many things. If you miss me, I hate you the next year. At the end of the day, I'll talk to Huxi.
A leisurely walk by the river
Come to the South Ferry to see Jiang Feng. All the way to the Bank of the waves, several reeds.
Far Ting row late trees, deep Pu Yang Hanhong. When you look back, who is the same with you.
Wang Yiren's garden
When to live in gukou, the haze is deep. The sound of the water is far away from the cave, and the scenery of the mountains is sparse.
Snow color from dip temples, time regardless of heart. I'm glad that I'm here when there are few people.
To Li Chushi
The monk said that he attached great importance to the red pine in his life. Night hall sad crickets, autumn water old hibiscus.
I'm tired of fishing when I'm singing, but I'm tired when I'm idle. It's been famous for a long time, but we haven't met.
Summer history
Cover pass moss all over the ground, sit all day long tengtengteng. The summer air is cold, and the evening cloud urges the candle.
Lonely and interesting, lazy and incompetent. Do you still remember the old tour? When did you leave duling.
In summer, I ascend the waterfall top temple to send my friends
Once in the dust, this scene in the smoke. The rock is still, the water is near, the mountain is deep, and the summer is far away.
It's a green stone road. It's a white cloud woodcutter. Who can visit solitude.
Master huaiguo
You can swim to the south of Xi'an and burn some famous incense. Don't come too far. I'm afraid it's in the deep clouds.
The good months have been synchronized, and the fragrance has been heard all over the province. Acacia does not see each other, leaves have.
To my hometown brother
For a long time with the rural customs resistance, wind and dust damage old clothes. Water thinking and moon flooding, mountain memories of monk return together.
If Lin wants to add neighbors, the river should be changed to diaoji. There is no need to be in court.
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Meng Guan
