Zuo Xijia

Zuo Xijia

Zuo Xijia (1831-1894) was a female painter in Qing Dynasty. The word Yunqing, the word Xiaoyun, the word Huanfen, the word bingru, came from Yanghu (now Changzhou, Jiangsu Province). Sister Zuo Xixuan, line six. He is good at painting, but he can't learn from Yun Shouping. When Xianfeng's husband died, he wrote the painting of a lonely boat returning to Shu, which is called "the three talented women of the Zuo family" together with his elder sisters Zuo Xihui and Zuo Xixuan,

Profile

Zuo Xijia, born on December 25, the 10th year of Daoguang, was born in Yanghu (now Wujin District, Changzhou City, Jiangsu Province). In the first year of Xianfeng (1851), he was a Jinshi of Daoguang Jiachen in Huayang (now Shuangliu County, Chengdu City) of Sichuan Province, and the governor of Ji'an presented Qing zengyong of Taipusi as his successor. Zeng Yongguan Gaofeng Shu people, and his son Zeng Guangxu official, plus Jin Feng wife. The filial piety is called the filial daughter of the left family. Xianfeng once chanted that he died in the Taiping army, and Zuo Xijia was buried in the coffin. He wrote the picture of a lonely boat returning to Shu, which is known for its time. On November 25, the 20th year of Guangxu, Xijia died in Xiangning County, Shanxi Province (now Xiangning County, Linfen City), 65 years old. Zhuzi helped the coffin back to Shu and buried Zuo Xijia in Jiangjiagou, jianchaxi, Renshou County. On October 3, 1896, the 22nd year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu, Zhuzi moved the spirit he once chanted and buried it with Zuo Xijia. Zuo Xijia is good at embroidery, poetry and painting flowers. Zong Yun Shouping has no bone skill, but has bright colors and strong strokes. He is able to make his own family. In his early years, when he was poor, he tasted and made it as if it were a flower oyster. According to the system of flower like has been ancient, Yanghu native grass flowers, flowers. When gaitong grass is dyed with five colors of velvet, it is scraped and dyed into pieces, pruned leaves and flowers, which is called "like raw flowers". There is a poem about ribbon cutting on a cold night: "ribbon cutting takes away the work of heaven, and Feixia is red. Life is full of ten fingers, fragrance is full of melancholy. Without the help of the East emperor, there is no need for trade. It's a small skill to cure poverty. It's a long time between the frost and the moon. " He is the author of Leng Yin Xian Guan's poems.

Family profile

Zuo Xi Jia's father Zuo ang (1794-1870), whose name is Deju, and his name is provincial hall, and his name is Chaosheng. He learned from zhisufeng and insisted on moral integrity at the same time. He went to Dali temple to teach Anhui Fengying Tongzhi. He didn't go there and lectured on the Academies in the north. Zuo angyuan was born with Wang style, Wang Zanxun's daughter, and Xijia was born for her; she was born with Yun's family, Yun Jing's daughter, and she had a lateral chamber. Liu Zi: the first son, Yuan Fu, died the year after he was born. The second son, Yuan Zhong, was regarded as the eldest son. Because Zuo Ang's cousin Zuo Sheng had no son, Yuan Zhong succeeded him. Yuan Zhong died at the age of 19. Yuan Wen and Yuan GUI were born by Cheng family. Yuan Cheng and Yuan Lin were born to Yun. Seven women: one died early, and the others were Wan Xun, Wan Jing, Xi Hui, Xi Xuan, Xi Jia and WAN Yun. Zuo Xijia gave birth to three men and five women: three men: Guangxu (word xuchu), Guangmin (word Shuzhang), Guangwen (word Jizhang) five women: the eldest daughter's name is unknown, the word Jizhao; two women's name is Yi, the word Boyuan, the word langqiu; three women's name is Zhongyi, the name of Yuer in Xijia; four women's name is Shujun, the name of jishuo; five women's name is Yan, the word jishuo; six women's name is zhier in Xijia, the name is unknown, it is said to be luanzhi.

Selected works

Poetry

[autumn night]

The dew is heavy, the smoke is wet, and the west wind blows alone. The hungry rat peeps out of the stirrup. Dreams are cold and sorrowful, and bones are cold and sharp. The broken window is still dark, and the moon is missing.

[erotic song]

The sleeve dances a thousand clouds, and the stapes shake the wine. The flower should feel pity for the shadow alone, and the dream can also solve Acacia. Qu Xu's deep hiding place, appendix small immediately. You can't tell me about your love. You can tell me about your thin bones. the courtyard is quiet, the night is quiet, the moon is full, and the person is not. Red LAN Jiao Yi Lu, Bixiao light smoke. When the makeup is finished, the mirror will be closed, and the words will become tonal strings. The jade steps are quiet, and the moss is graceful.

[water window scene]

ö. Genggu across the bank, doubing northwest turn. stop leaning on the stone root, wave flat, white sand soft. Mountain pillow flow lie, wild Temple solitary cloud companion. the water is deep, the gulls dream cold, the wind is strong, and the geese break. On the other side, I can't sleep. I feel very close at night. When I heard about the neighboring boats, the frost was clear and the sails were rolled.

[Xiqing]

The deep water in ting'ao, the deep water in liaoqi, and the deep water in Chenxi. The flowers are red and the clouds are blue. The lazy dove brushes its feathers in the morning and the tired butterfly bakes its clothes in the evening. Heaven's will is on the grain, and the sunshine is all over Dianqi. Zhu Yang's heart is open to all. Zizania latifolia is divided into two parts, and moss is on the wall. He made up the broken net, and he sang. Open the porch when far Xiu, you think comfortable song Qin.

Interview with Zhao Wulian

A few miles out of the city, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Temple idle wind volume chime, spring exciting moon tide. Dense bamboo hidden cottage, sparse flowers with wild bridge. If the curvy dyke is Yufang, the way back is unknown. ö. Cherish and old friends, return to the high mountain moon. Qingxi sound water wheel, empty gully sound Songtao. Stapes shadow through the wall gap, the sound of the book scattered Yu Tao.

On a cold night, the two wives of Xiao yuelou and Wula Tongyun wrote poems to answer the questions

the north wind shakes the window paper, cold to taste cold silence. Apart from the mood, like the awn, sit still but keep silent. The green bird does not leave far away, but flutters down the clouds. My old friend's affection is long. I send it to my heart from afar. ShenHan wax torch red, ink floating Dai color. The last word is long separation, the next word is long memory. a good friend, a good business meeting. Read son, husband and son-in-law, Gu Gan Jiao pines and cypresses. Nianzi is too thin to be born, but he works hard. Two sages do not leave me, one heart Yue Fangze. because of his sentimental feelings, he was famous for his family. How about flying clouds and roads, high officials and different lands. life is full of nature, and it is difficult to explain the lack of material. I hope you can have more food in your spare time. The spring breeze is born in harmony with the mist, and Jingfu comes from Tianxi. Oh, I'm poor, and I forget to eat every time. Shuofang is windy and sandy, and it's hard to pass by. He had brothers and sisters in his life, and his official career changed from north to south. although children travel, they are separated by clouds and water when they go out. Tianya read flesh and blood, sound book often stem astringent. It's hard to forget your feelings, but you are always alert when you look far away. Kuangfu autumn frost zero, hibiscus wilt Fang Festival. touching the eyes, feeling sad, can't bear tears. The old man's hair is white, and his temples are white. How to repay your confidant? Yi's heart is like a knot. Deep at night, the inkstone is frozen, and the wind blows fast through the wild geese. paper is too short to be stale, and the moon falls and the sky is blue.

Autumn night song

The well is rustling, the cold is green, and the crabapple is red and fragrant. The watchman is silent, the river is low, and the two cranes sleep on the slanting moon. The candle in the small window is short, the night is long, and the blanket is cool. If you want to sleep or not, you can sit in Shendan and think heartbroken.

[long day]

The wind buckles the bamboo, and the lotus pond wave dips in the red fragrance. The winding corridor slopes to the west of the bamboo bridge. Under the wisteria flowers, the beaver sleeps. When the chess game goes up and down in the daytime, the players are idle on the piano bed and count the lotus leakage. Incense sitting for a long time at night, deep window, moon exquisite flower shadow thin.

[Chunwang]

willow wind is mostly for the purpose of blowing, and the ancient vines and wild pueraria are green. A spring river fishing, half sudden cold smoke disease woman cooking. Bamboos hold an open mind and stay vigorous, while flowers are full of thoughts and eyebrows. Thin shirt and thin bone, with dangerous stone, self writing sorrow Le broken stele.

[crossing Longquanguan pass]

When the sky was not yet dawning, the servant drove out of the village tree. There are many peaks in disorder, and the sky is green, and the waterfall is flying. the stone ladder is dangerous and slippery, and the horse strives to get off the hoof. Long song Road, Guanshan difficult, ants edge Jiuqu cloud cliff. the star spirit is swaying and climbing, the snow is shining on the sun, and the autumn wind is cold. The horse's hooves are broken, the human resources are exhausted, and the sky is blue. I think of digging mountains and boring Wuding, chiseling through the caves to get to Qingming. He also wanted to move the mountain to work for Yu Gong, and the obstacles in front of him were swept away. Whoa, whoa! You can get what you want, but you can't take off your shoulders and rest.

[dead tree sighs]

the yellow sand is vast, if it is hidden in China, and the withered trees stand on the road without skin. Clouds catch the moon, claws and teeth struggle, four sad wind, ghosts and gods cry. The ancient hous of the setting sun are majestic. The thick shade and dense leaves of Tsang yam drink, meaning to bend the whole sky. When you don't see me, there's a drought between Ding and Wu, and there's no rain for two years. Oh, I'm sorry the tree has been peeled off. I will caress the tree and grow, and I will shed the remaining bones. In order to ask about the road thousands of miles east of the river, several families were starved in the ferocious year. Decadent walls hidden Penghu, whine, as if to hear people. The rickety old man moved forward, and his tears were like rain. He said that he was an old family, and he was quite idyllic and close to Fenshui. the fire clouds are blazing, the weeds and trees are withering, and the neighbors are starving to death. In the past, he traveled in the rivers and lakes, buried his flesh and blood and returned to his old capital. He has no family to live in, and his family is a ruin. Melancholy and withered, withered tree skin with life. When he was young, Qiu Ge had no clothes and was ashamed to give his name to others. The mourning string is not all day long, and I want to be at dusk. It's hard to reply to the old man's consolation speech. Before the village shop hanging solitary stirrup, when the old man leaves a long sentence for the dead tree.

Paintings

Chinese PinYin : Zuo Xi Jia