Dai Heng

Dai Heng

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Dai Heng (1691-1762?) He was born in Chengde County, Fengtian (now Shenyang City, Liaoning Province). He was born in Renhe, Qiantang (now Hangzhou City, Zhejiang Province). He was a Han flag man. Born in Beijing, Dai Heng, the third son of Dai Zi, a high-ranking official exiled in Northeast China in Qing Dynasty, was a Jinshi in the 60th year of Kangxi (1721 xinchou).

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Born two months ago, Dai Zi was exiled for his father's crime, so he "swaddled with his relatives and moved to the northern border". He was exiled to Tieling in his mother's arms, and since then he has been a member of Tieling. A little long "poor family, lack of repair breast", unable to go to school, bring food to the nearby temple wall to study hard, "a few days back, hungry thin face dust", and then carry food to continue to study. In the predicament, he worked hard and was eager to learn. "After decades of cold sitting in a broken house, he fought hard in the storm and thunder, but he succeeded in learning.". Finally, in the 60th year of Emperor Kangxi's reign (1721, xinchou), he won the imperial examination in Chunwei. Since then, he was a professor in Hejian county (now Hejian County, Cangzhou City, Hebei Province), and left Liaodong. In the second year of Qianlong reign (1737), he served as the magistrate of Qihe County in Shandong Province. After that, he went back to Liaodong several times to visit relatives and pay attention to depicting the local conditions, customs and natural scenery of Liaodong people. Shortly after he became an official, Dai Heng was imprisoned for nine months in the third year of Emperor Qianlong (winter of 1738) because of his forthright nature and "his husband and wife did not agree with each other in order to fight against Zhiwu and return to his hometown". From then on, he never entered the official career again. He lived in the capital and made a living as a professor and apprentice. Dai Heng is a man of the highest nature. He is not indifferent and has always been righteous. His poems originated from Du Shaoling, which dates back to the Han and Wei dynasties. Dai Heng, together with Li Kai and Chen Jingyuan, was known as the "three old men of Liaodong" in the literary world at that time. Later, he lived with his nephew Dai Bingying in his office, and died in 1758. There are 18 volumes of qingzhitang poetry anthology, including 1312 poems.

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Compassion for exile

① Longsha snowstorm Road 2, the future of Zifu is daunting. I can't bear to see the image of exile and hear the sound of begging for life. Hunger and cold cut their own side, cells and the restoration of the relationship. I want to draw the picture, the wind and dust separated from the imperial capital. [notes] ① selected from Volume 11 of Qing Zhi Tang poetry anthology. This poem was written on the way back to Liaodong in the ninth year of Qianlong's reign (1744). It is a pity for the refugees who "rush to Guandong". ② Longsha: refers to the northeast. In the ninth year of Emperor Qianlong's reign, on his way back to Shenyang from Beijing, the poet saw many hungry people begging for their lives along the way. He was very sad. At that time, the vast number of farmers living in Shanhaiguan, especially in Hebei and Shandong, were extremely poor. In case of natural and man-made disasters, they could not survive. They often left their hometown in groups and fled to the northeast to make a living. The poet witnessed the tragedy of exile, expressed his deep sympathy for the vast number of exiles and the feeling of powerlessness, and revealed the potential crisis of "Qianlong prosperous age". In his poems, he expressed his pity for the refugees and his desire to ask for help for the people.

[work 2] travel situation

There are thousands of roads in haiyanshan of Liao Dynasty. frost on the head of the tree makes the leaves fall, but there is no cotton on the Bank of the cold day. The moon is deep, the wind is cold, and the dawn is coming. When autumn comes, I can't sleep all night. [brief analysis of works] poets often go out to make a living. In the era of extremely backward traffic conditions, travel life is very hard, and it is difficult to live outside. In the 60th year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, the 31 year old poet left home and went to Beijing for scientific research. He left his hometown for a long time for the first time, and he was eager to be appointed. It was hard to avoid feeling homesick and homesick. He wrote several poems in succession, such as nine days' travel, staying in the capital, and traveling. All of them were sincere, and the wanderer's homesickness was very touching. The emotion of the poem is very miserable, and the image of Ke Zi Yi Shan's cold heart is ready to appear.

Send AI Mingde to the capital

He once said that when you go to the west, you can't be true at first. Don't let wine hurt you. I'm worried about who I'm with now. I'm poor and I'm alone. Linqi heavy Mei, trivial asked back round.

Mountain tour after rain

It is not against the rule to explore the seclusion and prosperity of the forest. The bridge leads to the Crab House, and the stick stands at Yuji. The rain is scattered at the foot of the mountain, and the wild wind blows on Ge Yi. See the clouds out of the Xiu, alone to forget.

Mountain rain

in the deep green of the far peak, there is a light thunder. The stone gas evaporates on the clouds, and the mountain wind carries the rain. the turbulent flow makes the stream fall, and the birds break the smoke. The moon comes out of Donggang and sits on the fishing platform.

solitary wild goose

who leads the way, the masses first. Will fly suddenly cut off, want to fall meaning still doubt. The shadow is only startled, and the frost is too late. The Yang returns to its original spirit, and it is hard to catch up.

Huai Li's Castle Peak residence

He meets the old man of Pan Yin and lives in seclusion. YuanJu Jinghai worship, yellow crane shame Xuanrong. I've been bathed in the mist for a long time, and I know that my body is light. High trace shame Ju drown, coupled things Gonggeng.

harvest fly

autumn is coming, but I know the opportunity alone, and the cold voice of several places is swallowing the light. If the clouds and trees are worried, the time is getting late, and the shops are still rare. But when the food is clear and the dew is full, sometimes the branches are ready to stop flying. It's hard for you to be as good as you are. Second, the wind is cool and the dew suddenly becomes a cry, and Lin yuanyan looks at it and wants to be lost. In the autumn of the empty mountain in yellow leaves, the ancient bridge is broken and the sunset is in the West. it's hard to see if you've heard of it, but you'd rather hide it than lower it. After hearing that you were drunk last year, I left a note at Songpan of the school.

Spend a thousand years with others to see Lotus

shine on the eyes, the light is not dry, and brush the clouds and Huaiyin to cover the cups and plates. Most of the world is tired of ups and downs, we have never been lenient. the North Sea is full of high wind guests, and the thatched cottage is cold in summer and June. Who can get to the three islands in Shizhou? Lin Tang is very happy about it.

Cry for Chen Shilu

the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty were the second and the century old elegance was the last. If we do not strive for greatness from the ancient times, who believes that there is hegemony in the literary world. He wrote a letter to Gu Yin with purple Qi deficiency, and frequently went to Guo Shengtai. The old Liaodong, the old three, has been destroyed.

Listen to the disciple Shen

the morning rain is slightly cool, and the dust visitors will never come. The sound of birds on the branches is clear, and the moss on the steps is clean. sitting alone in front of a small window, the famous flowers are crystal clear. If you think about it from afar, you will feel lonely. Zhang Mingqin for me. It's so ancient that the sky is still at night.

In the autumn of Yi Chou, Meng Yingxian told me that he was poor and had high quality clothes. When I checked the case, I found his old words and wrote them. I don't need to send them to Meng

The South China Sea has a wonderful fragrance, which is the golden stove of Cuiwei Boshan. Zhu Huoyang its Fang, brilliance dense Ling on all. Yu Nan is in an empty valley. It is moistened by rain and dew. It is nurtured by creation. It is firm and straight for thousands of years. Liang Dong is not for use, and the woodcutter is paid for herding. If you don't see ouyezi, you can cast it into a golden bell Dayong ware because of the emperor's copper and iron. You can't make your own plan for yourself. The gardener picked up the halberd, but cut the okra. A blind man can't afford to cover a poor mirror. It's better to mend the broken shoes than the first three money cones. When you don't see Prissy, he is only five sheep skin. Chen Ping slaughtered the world and cooked a chicken. in ancient times, there was a time when the virtuous met with each other, but there was not a few of them. If you meet him, you can be a teacher of the emperor. If you don't meet him, you can't see Zhang gonghao, the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty.

Huang YeGe

The frost is cold, the sky is cold, and the wind is howling. Feel yellow leaves song and ballad, yellow leaves not yellow heavy Yin cross. if you leave your roots and plants, you will suffer, and the yellow leaves will be downwind and high. Spin to see, fall to the ground, spin to the sky. The wind and the leaves excite each other, and the sound is whistling. At this time, the lonely guest is lonely. There is nothing floating around the world. I feel that the mountains are far away from my hometown.

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