Zongcan

Zongcan

Zongcan is a modern poetess. He was born in Changshu and his wife was Lu Qingtai. He is good at depicting thoughts and scenery. His language is clear and easy, and his style is sparse and light, which is popular in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. Weng Tongsu called his poems "elegant and elegant, which can not be known by those who have carved and dyed them.". He is the author of a volume named "Song Cao of cocoon fragrance hall" and his sister zongwan's "poems and CI manuscripts of dream xianglou" as "Xiang cocoon manuscripts".

Poetry works

embroidery the spring is delayed, when the window is decorated with colorful silk. The mandarin duck is lazy and does not embroider, only embroiders the Ligustrum lucidum branch. Rain window the night rain is Xiaoxiao, red window sitting lonely. The clouds are low, the sky is in the sky, the wind is swift and the water is like a tide. Inkstone like snail fragrance run, the furnace suspected musk away. The curtain is rolling, and the flowers are in depression. Yishan building is a small building with an open carved eaves, and the light between the eaves forces the mirror. For fear that Qiushan will laugh at me, I dare to roll the bead curtain. Fallen leaves fall in the autumn, and the leaves fall in the end of the world. There are several wild geese in the west wind, and a few in the evening rain. Huangmi buried waste path, red sparse dew far Cen. Only leave pine and cypress, green from Yin. I read the remaining manuscripts of ciqin embroidery with respect, and I read the poems of Xiuyu with care. The words are fresh and the words are sad. I'm afraid that I can't get rid of red beans, and I send Acacia from South geese. green shade Jiangnan Spring is old, green leaves spread in the forest. After several days of falling flowers, it rained deeply. People in the window are like dreams, and the day is overcast outside the curtain. I lean to the cloister, stained with green. burning incense the moon is bright outside the curtain, burning incense and sitting quietly. Boshan furnace curl seal, continuous is nongqing. Don't worry about Yan Hua Liang. Don't worry about the west wind. Send a message that tomorrow's spring will be over, and the apricot blossom will be deep in the little red chamber. You can visit the Po Shan Temple and tie Yun. You can join hands in the search of Lin Yu across the river. Spring ring fine stream, bamboo cool fall forest. The clouds are fine, the bells are ringing, and the days are deep. Occasionally, I would like to have a rest in the meditation, and I would like to have a rest in the world. Xie Wansheng's sister gave orchid as a gift. She loves to plant plum and orchid in her life. It's easier to plant plum than orchid. Acacia wanhu can not disappear, but the rest of the Qing dream lingering Xianggan. Cool wind suddenly send fragrance, beauty Rong Valley to Shanshan. A pro to the gall bottle for, to its joy move double eyebrows. The famous flowers promote the fragrance of the country, and the givers enjoy each other more. I remember leaving from the ancient plum forest, and only qingluan can be heard from afar. The trace of the heart is not separated, Yi I autumn Pei Qingfen save. Seeing flowers is like seeing the face of a jade man. He often looks at the dressing table without saying a word. Pang Shujun's daughter Shi Hui gave a poem to Wanfan to express her gratitude. Tongyin is like water, and the steps are clear. Autumn clouds hold the curtain flat. Blue sky flying next round of the moon, empty hall Sa Sa cool wind. Who made Qi Wanjie, Su Yingtuan proud of frost and snow. Half painted pen, half golden needle, baking out Chan Juan really beautiful. The beauty in the fan is beautiful, and the person who gives the fan is as delicate as a flower. Begonia posture plum style, overwhelming Qunfang peerless boast. The feeling of the king is so heavy that he has never known his face. Hold the silk to send the joyous, bring it to zhidang yaohuafeng. Zhaoliang leans against the green window and looks across the Milky way. Send a message that the west wind will stop reporting the cold, and the cool autumn will bear to donate to the suitcase. Send it on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month. Worry heart like a hoe is still growing, sick bones like flowers, thin self pity. How I hate people, but on this evening, the sentimental immortals are only different for many years. Young child solution to double star worship, help me Acacia more thousands. On the poems of Cihui hall, the wife of Shen Zhuzhai. Time flower letter is short, just tune Yutai new. The pearl is like a dream, and the brocade bag is empty since spring. The content of Baidu Encyclopedia is shared by netizens. If you find that your data content is inaccurate or incomplete, you are welcome to use my data service (free) to participate in the correction. Go to > > now

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