Xu Xiangtan

Xu Xiangtan

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Xu Xiangtan (1783-1850), a native of Yongfeng, Jiangxi Province, was named mutang, Dongsong and Lantai.

Life of the characters

He was influenced by his Uncle Zhang qiongying, a local poet, and loved poetry and prose. He learned a lot from childhood and read a subset of classics and history. He was good at distinguishing between the true and the false of calligraphy and painting. In 1813, it was selected as Bagong. In 1827, he was employed to compile Nanfeng County annals. During Liu Dexi's tenure as county magistrate of Linxiang (1843-1845), Xu Xiangtan was invited to Linxiang to compile Linxiang county annals in cooperation with Liu Dexi, and jointly collated Wu Zhizhang's poem "Pan Geng Ji", focusing on Caohu Academy. In 1845, Daoguang went to Leiyang with Liu Dexi, and Liu built a half tataxuan for him to live in. In 1850, Daoguang died in Leiyang. He was 67 years old. Xu Xiangtan's poems and ancient prose were believed to belong to Bao Shichen in the south of the Yangtze River if he was knowledgeable, but Xu Xiangtan in Jiangxi was not good at ancient prose. Chen Rong called him a "contemporary poet" in his Yongyuan Shihua and thought that he had influenced Huang Juezi. Zhang Jiliang, a contemporary poet, even thought that "poetry declined to Jiang Xinyu, Zeng binggu, Wu Xuelan, and flourished to Xu Dongsong". Huang Juezi highly praised Xu Xiangtan: "Xu Sheng, Xu Sheng, the talent in the world, how majestic is the place to draw the sword! An De is the emperor, holding the whip of Xihe in front of him, traveling to Xianchi in the morning and to Kunlun in the evening "If there is a spirit in the article, isn't it great to be a light monster?". Another poet, AI Chang, also praised Xu Xiangtan's character and talent: "high mountain, deep lake water; high mountain, deep water; a plug heaven and earth, holding only Xu Zi. Reading is the source, but sweeping away obscenity. During the Tang and Song Dynasties, Xu Xiangtan's poems came and went. In Xu Dongsong's preface to his poems, Huang Juezi thought that Xu "crossed Europe and followed Han and Du", and in Xianping Bookstore's preface to his poems, he said that Xu's poems were "more strict than permission". His poetry style is high and ancient, vigorous and heroic, without the feeling of being humble and graceful; after middle age, he became thin and old, which can not be described.

work

His works include mutang poetry anthology, mutang ancient literature anthology, mutang Shi Wen, mutang BIE Ji, Shi Ti Shi Fu, Nanfeng County annals continuation volume, etc. Xu Xiangtan poetry anthology manxing after the rain, the countryside is quiet, the spring breeze does not wait to move. The new mud sticks to the teeth of the clogs, and the soft grass is on the skirt waist. duck green, shallow and deep water, goose yellow, long and short. There is nothing wrong with the village children. They drive butterflies across the stream bridge. If you send a feather, you will find that there is very little gold in the bag, and the bottom of the bag is covered with wormwood. Poor is not my generation's competence, poetry turns strong when it comes to sorrow. who is really rich in the world? I was born in accordance with the old article. Plum never tire of empty Zhaiyin, willing to send Chunguang to the hospital wall. Maolu is a village of its own, with grass rolling through the windows and mountains embracing its doors. The earth is secluded for a long time, and there is no guest to disturb it. The west wind turns the crow in the evening, and the wild water turns the rice in the autumn. However, if you get a good tour, you will be able to find a paradise. Sitting at night, the cold insect number dome wall, the slanting moon, the empty curtain. It's hard for the secluded guests to sleep early, but they are used to enjoying the night scenery alone. before the rain, the leaves are wet, and the days are not windy. Eight or nine rare stars are scattered in the sky. in front of the village white difference, frost tile light break chaos. A large piece of qingjue Qi, pour out in the middle of the night. An de Bo was born in Yasheng, and he wrote in Siman. When you visit Qingyuan mountain, the name is blue and deep, and it's almost there. A path back, chaos peak forest cover wing. The iron stands on the stone, the pine stands on the stone, and the cypress stands in front of the court. Wei eaves Jiong Jin Bang, is the song title amount. He felt that the Royal Palace was majestic and virtuous. The edge step pigeon does not fear, hears the bell fish to eat. Tianxiang comes from the west, and the nose receives the heart. The side porch turns deep, and the dragon and snake walk along the stone wall. Yan Huang and Li Xiang are loyal and loyal. In the world of Wu Hu, we should take care of Mo Shou Ze. When I wander around here, I don't realize that the sun is in the West. The abbot cherished the felt and calmed down. ö ö ö. The night comes, the spring rain is cold, the dream breaks, the mountain is green. leaving the West Pavilion in the early morning, the ancestral pagoda is a secluded house. It's said that niuguixiong is crazy. Bi Ru spring is more strange, and it can connect with water. Who can set up the axis of the earth, a few feet high. It's hard to know why the earth is so beautiful. Donggang five smile Pavilion, Linyuan jupan stone. It's like the Three Gorges bridge. He who trembles and abstains from his companions never gains the dragon. This mountain is in my county. The jungle is a giant. He came to give lectures at night, and mixed Confucianism and Buddhism here. each family has its own people, and each family has its own tree altar. Poor with ups and downs, romantic today few. The fallen flowers have been withered for a long time, and the temple of five sages has been cracked. I'll take a longitudinal view and stay in the water for only one night. Although there is a strong interest in exploration, nostalgia is especially dramatic. I don't know if I will return to this customer after thousands of years. Jinxi is ten miles away from Shixi. He was a neighbor of the party, chatting and teaching. Tong guansen stands on bamboo, standing in front of him day and night. Do you not study at home and write in ten days. I'm tired of traveling for half my life, and I'm comfortable in the middle. Sometimes there are embarrassing displays, and for entertainment. Deep at night, the shadow of the moon is high, the wind is fierce, and the flowers are thick. All the students learned about Yingmao and worked hard to master she. When I'm drunk, I'll never forget the rhyme.

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