Cao Jianbing

Cao Jianbing

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Cao Jianbing was a painter in Qing Dynasty. Born in a family of poetry and painting, he also worked in poetry, calligraphy and painting, known as Shuzhen and Zhongji. Chang Shitong City Zhang Yuehu. He is known as "Mr. Wei Jian". His works include Xiuyu Shiyan Ci, qingguiyin, etc.

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Cao Jianbing, female, the word Weijian, No. Yuee. Jiangnan Lou county (now Jinshan, Shanghai) people. Painters in Qing Dynasty. Born in a family of poetry and painting, chongnv is Zhang Yuehu's wife in Lou county. He and his grandmother Wu Kai and mother Li Yuyan co edited a poem called "three show collection". Sui Yigong's poetry, calligraphy and painting are praised as having the style of Shuzhen and Zhongji. Chang Shitong City Zhang Yuehu. The family is poor. Cao then taught his apprentices scriptures to support themselves. He is known as "Mr. Wei Jian". His works include Xiuyu's words on inkstones and qingguiyin.

Cao Jianbing's works

Qingguiyin, Xiuyu and shiyancao. Together with her grandmother Wu Kai and her mother Li Yuyan, she wrote a poem called sanxiu collection

Lotus: red lotus flowers bloom for a long time in summer, and the wind blows the fragrance of the lake. Qing Biao called himself a gentleman, but his beauty was better than LIULANG.

"Willow smoke" thick wipe thousands of green, spring residual refused to accept. When poplars flutter lightly, their indifference makes people worried.

"Flower dew" the spring dew falls into the flower room, and the flowers are like makeup to the dawn. Ten million red pearls, no seed without light.

"Bamboo rain" to break the pavilion Festival, oblique invasion, bitter Mo Rao. Never leave a little, but feel the rhyme Xiaoxiao.

SONGFENG drifts into the rock pines and distinguishes them one after another. Even if he is not prime minister Tao, it is pleasant to hear.

In Song Chou CI Qiu Shan Yun, when people are at leisure, they are intertwined with each other. It's pitiful to press their eyebrows tightly. It's not merciless to send you away, but to stay for fear of damaging Chunyan.

"Willow" raises the smoke to brush the rain, draws the bridge side, day sends the pedestrian to play pitifully. More hate the west wind slanting, devastation with a cicada.

Seeing off the spring: the Yingge laments that Yan Fei is busy, like sending the east wind through Liutang. The green leaves are affectionate, the eyebrows are dim, and the pink flowers are powerless. The vast northern pass is far away from the mountains, and the road to the south of the Yangtze River is long. I'm so lucky that I'm not separated from you every other year, and I'm going to meet you when the plum blossom is yellow.

In autumn manxing, Liu Jingqiu doesn't hide crows in autumn, and the scenery doesn't change with the time. A volume of "Chu Sao" forget afternoon tired, several voice Qi nvyan canxia. Ronghua heart has been stained with mud, coldness is still wet rain. It's hard to make your own way by relying on qulan. You can only make tea in a tile bottle. Shake off the two sideburns, and open the bamboo to attract the cool wind. In the autumn moss of the ants array in a hurry, in the morning fog of the bee Yamen. We must believe in the sand worm. Clear quiet place really fairyland, Xiuyi Pengshan ask the way.

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