He menggui

He menggui

Chun'an people, the year of birth and death is unknown, about song Du Zong Xianchun before and after living. In the first year of Xianchun (1265 AD), he was a Jinshi, a doctor of Taichang, a censor of calendar, and a minister of Dali temple. Lead the disease away, build a small room, you source. Yuan to yuan, repeatedly unable to call, finally home. Meng GUI is good at Yi, and his works have Yi Yan and Zhong Yong.

Personage introduction

He menggui (1229-1303) was born in Wenchang, Chun'an County, Song Dynasty (now Wenchang village, Wenchang Town, Chun'an County, Zhejiang Province). About Song Dynasty, Du Zong lived in Xianchun. He learned from the famous teacher Mr. Xia nezhai when he was young. In the first year of Xianchun (1265), the provincial examination was the first, the imperial examination was the third. His nephew, he Jingwen, also made the same list. Song duzong learned that he menggui, Huang Tuo and Fang FengChen were studying in Shixia academy together, so he presented the couplet of "one door to two places, one hundred Li to three yuan". Meng guichu was a military judge in Taizhou. He was a doctor of Li Guan Taichang. He served as a censor in 1274. He was the Minister of Dali temple. From the Yuan Dynasty to the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, Cheng Wenhai, the imperial censor, recommended him to Jiangxi Confucianism, but he failed to go there. He wrote books to amuse himself. Scholars call it "Mr. Qian Zhai". Meng GUI is good at the book of changes. He has written Yi Yan and Zhongyong Zhiyong. His qianzhai Wenji, 11 volumes, is included in Siku Quanshu and Siku Zongmu, and has been handed down to the world. Now the hundred character song of he's family tree is compiled by the culture and Construction Bureau.

Main works

Slow voice

(shouhesi's mother's wife) June on earth. Good is the Queen Mother Yao pool, blowing ice and snow. A cool, Xianjie Ruigong pearl que. The Golden Dragon water is not cold yet. Look at the Yao steps and the nine open pods. I still remember that year when hand planted, flat peach Chiba. I'm crazy. It's about drama, dance and green robes. Smile holding gold, full of orchid bud. Seventy years ago, it was rare, and singing, nothing to say. Before we get old, we still depend on his career and his children's career.

Basheng Ganzhou

(Mrs. Xu Xinfu's mother's seventh rank) it's dawn on Furong peak, the snow is beginning to disappear, the clouds are beginning to fall. It's the mother of longevity, in the purple Luan Sheng, in the jade liquid qiongzhi. Yuan is Yunqiao fairy, er Jiedu yaochi. Hand planted green lotus seed, long record years. Here in the palace of immortals, there are several flowers sealed with jade letters and golden robes. But in the hall of longevity, seventy years ago is rare. Hold the cup of longevity, don't drink it full, and wish to drink it every year. Every year, there are Magu Linfu and Wangmu Xuanli.

Basheng Ganzhou

It's the end of the day. Jiagu, according to the Ministry of inspection and administration, was among the people of Chou, and sent to the lower six cities. According to the state of the dirty, he read the facts and heard. Since then, his reputation has been hunting like the sun. In the afternoon and autumn of Renwu, when the provincial and Taixi were handed over to the emperor, you were ordered to go back after reading the year old. If you go back to the emperor, you will be recommended by all the officials. The c42f command carries the road. In the six or seven years, he was Xiuze, and eulogized the Virtue under the ancestral tent. He is not just like an old scholar. The spring of diaolai and the stone of MOJIN peak are not enough to describe the great achievements. Ruhao dye cocoon, in order to write eight songs of Ganzhou, Gu Ji's personal fortune, attachment to Yuner. Try to make those who are good at singing for me, and those who send you to the pavilion will shed tears for you. \\before we know the thousand peaks, listen to the west wind and the blowing horn and go down to qiaolou. With thousands of horses, we can see off our guests to Fangzhou. He used to be the watchman of the lantern, chess and moon, praising the painting and sitting on the clear oil. If you break all the willows in the pavilion, don't tie the boat. Remember where we met in the past, look at the snow trace of Feihong, and stop looking back. A hundred years of mind, long by the east flow of water. May you travel thousands of miles like a dragon, and I like clouds and end up in this forest. Acacia dream, next year wild goose to, Shangxun Nanzhou.

Man Tingfang

(early summer) dried swallow and celery, old dragon and grandson, green shade, deep lock forest pond. In the courtyard of the afternoon wind, people try to thin their clothes. After counting the red catkins, pick the green plum and cook the wine for the first time. Heavy door static, a curtain of rain, eliminate water Shen Xiang. the former Tuanshan, kindness is still there, is not forgotten. The hair on the temples of xiaoshugong is already grey. Say and ride Luan color female, see the world, how much cool. All rest resentment, a hundred years dream, and drunk Xia cup.

Tasha travel

Night moon tower, sunset courtyard. Think about the past. When we first know each other, we need to be ordinary, but after we fight for knowledge, our feelings are like a thread. I'm afraid of the top of plum trees. It's a long way to go. Heartbreak should be broken before parting.

Touch the fish

When I remember the year, where is everyone? Changting once respected wine. The wine orchid is far away from the pedestrians, and the willows in the pavilion are endless. I'm losing my head. When I give you the wine, it's just after Qingming. Green as old. Ask Jiangbei Jiangnan, such as me, but also more people are not. If you can't keep them, you have to put them on the plate. The boat also reports the tide. The wind is blowing fast, the flowers are flying away, and a song is singing all over the sleeves. Spring wrinkle. Outside the green grass, there is this hatred in the world every year. Keep shaking hands. Sighs the human world meets, hundred year joyful, can obtain several times again.

Touch the fish

The world, ancient and modern honors, all pay a glass of wine. The green hills are full of people's hair, and the old willows are in front of the gate. Try to look back. Record Xiaoyu's clothes, and after the Spring Festival. Meet old. Wave said South Tower North, pavilion flowers longitudinal good, can be like young or not. He laughs at himself, because he is tired of leeks. Forget about children. If you want to learn Changsha dance, you have no long sleeves. The eyebrows are not wrinkled. Outside of laughter, there are always wind waves in the world. We shake hands. And do the day before respect, phase mix a drunk, drunk again in the Ming Dynasty.

Unforgettable

Summer forest pond. The number of Yuanrong team, a family of red makeup. Jing b675 cloud shadow, curtain water Shen Xiang. Golden thread, jade muscle cool. Slow beat, light dance. More general, light string, thin tube, solitary bamboo, empty mulberry. Aunt Feng was crazy last night. Blowing down to Huafeng, cloud brocade sky clothes. Wave God can not hide, scattered for the full pool Fang. Moving colorful bunting, willow shady side. Get drunk. To the late, song LAN drink powder, on the screen.

Xiqian Warbler

Stay in spring. It's the Qingming Festival again, with the flying catkins of poplars. Du Yu sound, dusk courtyard, that more half curtain wind and rain. Advise spring to stop and go back. There is no road to the grass. Silent. Depending on the appendix to stand up, falling red countless. who's suing. I remember when I used to dance in the pear garden. The fragrance of neon feather disappears, the sound of Liangzhou stops, and yesterday's dream turns to the present and the past. Where is the golden house and the Jade House? There are still flowers and pearls and dust. You don't care. Fear sad, rest on the dangerous building height.

Lin Jiang Xian

(He Yi meets Shou together) in October, the south of the Yangtze River is early in wind, the plum branches are early, and d335 is early in spring. The countryside is old. Lang Yan Tao was still a minister of the Jin Dynasty. Who knows the number is e578b97e. Next year, I will be 50 years old. She bowed her head to shame and married Kuaiji League.

Manjianghong

Three minutes of spring, how can we get wind. See early, pavilions green water, willow shake gold. There is no place for spring sorrow in my eyes, but only the bird in my heart. Looking at the green mountains, my eyes are broken by the sunset, separated by solitary clouds. Qinjiu, I'm Trinity. Boat outside the lake, clogs on the mountain. Do not teach spring to go, red accumulation. I remember when I was enjoying the banquet, the peach blossom was deep in the heavy gate. There is no traveller who wants to send books to Chu TIANYAO.

Recalling Qin e

The wound leaves. Jiangnan yanduanyin Book absolutely. The sound and the book are unique. Two lines of tears, inch intestine thousand knot. Sad Mid Autumn Festival. This year is like the year before last. Year before last. That knows tonight, the full moon person lacks.

Xijiang moon

Still remember the spring courtyard, willow shade deep lock curtain curtain. After Dongjun went, it rained. I can see the place where the purple monkey is. Dream off xiaotai without evidence, ten years of the past do not pursue. Suddenly picked up the old book. The pavilion is still full of tears.

Xiaochongshan

It's cold in spring to blow off the Sheng and Xiao. Leaning on the building to think about the past, tears steal bullet. It's easier to see than to see. There are only jade rings. People are in the mountains. It's not like the old days. Chongmen deep courtyard Liuyin. Once hand in hand, don't rely on danger.

Qinyuanchun

(shoujiagu Shuyin) Guangyue store essence, the universe is auspicious, Zhong Juncai. If you think of Jiagu in spring and autumn, you can see the Tathagata as a former teacher. Dragon horn mark Chen, toad embryo, good is the birthday of Chinese banquet. Sheng song, see children Worship Dance, spring full line stage. many good things urge each other. Then he took the yellow seal and drank it. More willing to Gongdian, early Yu Gunxiu, willing to court, long costumes Lai. Last night in yaochi, I met my mother and wanted to send flat peaches. Three thousand years old, waiting for flowering and fruiting, holding cup every year.

Manjianghong

(with Wang Wei and Weng Shangsi) he sleeps at the screen window and asks Chunxin about the weather. Waiting to do, go for a hike, lazy hand. Dust full of green low b676 leaves, sorrow to push back again. The water caltrop, alone to tears, shy Peng first. The word huiluan is empty sleeve. Golden Melody, no heart to play, record under the peach blossom, night participation horizontal fight. There are six pieces of Luo skirt, and the traces are all Zunqian wine. Up to now, I'm afraid to turn back because of my broken heart.

Qinyuanchun

Chunzhi entered a long happy state, and the bandits and Yue were eliminated in two decades. In August, the division was returned. Mountain people He Mou sincerely worship hand song, Qinyuan spring holding offer, to the end of song after dust. The word said: "embroidered clothes, tonggong, Luya, general of Shanxi.". From Pengpo in Xueling, Yicheng Tandao, Yanzhou d753 Liao, row out company camp. Wuyue children, Jianghuai vegetation, seven see Yuanrong know name. I want to know that this corner is big, but I still borrow my banner. The west wind blows down the sky. See Wan Qichen enter Jingxing. There are monsters and monsters in the mountain, thundering, the sea is close to the red child, and the day is bright. The enterprise side comes, the universe is endless, the eternal hero is not born occasionally. From here, we can see the cloud platform, the wings and the pavilion.

Water dragon singing

(see life with he Fengyuan) leaning against the window to smell plum blossom, the frost wind enters the sleeve, and the cold begins to penetrate. My year is like this, every year in October, see plum as old. White hair and blue shirt, black headed crane, wine before flowers. Ask Meihua and me, who is thin, is the wind and rain, the year. I'm not afraid of the falling of the moon, and I'm afraid of the difficulties of life and alliance. Where the tall building is, the cold English blows down, the jade dragon stops playing. Huakui the day before yesterday, and then the soup tripod, always belong to Yanxiu. But the immortals are in exile, the fragrance of poetry remains with them, and the solitary mountain lives together.

The moon on the river

(cherish spring with Jiangnan) three minutes of spring scenery, but also eliminate wind and rain, several times scattered. Young do not come, old spring, empty negative province Wei step medicine. Swallow fly busy, cuckoo cry kill, always for who sad and happy. Where is the pavilion in my old home. Since last year, the curtain has grown. A dream of eternal leitanghun,

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