Liu Yong

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke?

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

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This is a people-oriented poem. The poet combines the loneliness of wandering in a foreign land with the lingering feelings of missing the right person, and writes lyrically and sincerely with the expression of "winding path leading to seclusion" In the first part, I wrote the scene of going upstairs to see it. Images such as breeze, grass color, smoke light and sunset constitute a picture of spring dusk. The last film focuses on "Spring Sorrow", describing the scene, state and graceful brushwork of spring sorrow. The next film is lyrical and straightforward, and the screenwriter is deeply convinced. The three sentences of "quasi-music" and "strong music" were suddenly broken, and the screenwriter wanted to call it out with a song of madness. Tao Ran was drunk, seeking drunkenness and forgetting worries, and sang for a while, in order to get rid of the depression and entanglement of spring worries, but he ended up with a "tasteless" boredom and emptiness, which shows that his spring worries are deep and cannot be underestimated. Finally, it reveals the poet's resolute attitude towards "Spring Sorrow": "Never regret". "For Iraq" is the only sentence that can explain that spring sorrow is hard to send far away, because the secret of spring sorrow is haggard and regretless: for her, for the loyal love of "Yingying Fairy" (Qu), I am also worthy of haggard and thin loss, believe in my life! The frank and passionate speech is really exciting. The whole poem successfully depicts the image of a sincere man, and describes his psychology fully and delicately, especially the last two sentences of the poem, which reveal the hero's spiritual realm directly and as the finishing touch, and are called "the strange man who specializes in love stories" by Wang Guowei.

This poem "Dead Hua Lian" is a poem about caring for people, which combines the feeling of being down and out in a foreign land with the feeling of attachment to my sweetheart.

In the last film, it was written about climbing high and looking far, leaving sorrow and parting. "Stay in a dangerous building" and "dangerous building" imply that the lyric hero has a high foothold and must swim far. Yi shows the hero's long-standing and deep nostalgia. But I didn't expect that the result of "leaning" was "looking forward to spring sorrow and gloomy clouds." "Spring sorrow" is to leave sorrow to the longing for the future. It is not that "spring sorrow" is hidden in the heart, but it is born from the distant horizon. On the one hand, we strive to avoid mediocrity, turn the intangible into the tangible, turn the abstract into the concrete, and increase the visual and flowing sense of the picture; On the other hand, it is also because its "spring sorrow" is caused by the scenery in the sky. Then, the phrase "grass is smoke" explains what the hero sees when he looks at the horizon. The phrase "who can speak for themselves" is not only a feeling of self-reliance, but also a lament of not seeing Iraqis and having no regrets. The word "speechless", if there are thousands of thoughts.

In the next film, in order to get rid of his troubles, the hero decided to drink crazy songs: "I'm going to get drunk." However, trying to be cheerful will eventually make you feel "tasteless". From "quasi-handle" to "tasteless", the brushwork is turbulent and quite turbulent. Nodes "the belt is getting wider" write tenderness with a healthy pen, and swear that I am willing to be thinner and haggard for missing Iraqis. "Never regret", that is, "I will never regret when I die", shows the hero's perseverance and persistent attitude, and the poetic realm is sublimated. He Shang's Wrinkled Shuixuan Poem holds that Wei Zhuang's Four Towns says, "Whoever is a romantic teenager in a foreign land, my concubine is suspected of marrying for life. Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. These sentences are "decisive speech is really wonderful"; The last two sentences of this word are based on Wei's words, but they are "angry and elegant". "In fact, Yan Feng has said in" The Magpie Treading on the Moon "that" every day before bloom, the wine is often ill, and Byakki Smoker is not afraid of being thin ".Although the language is decadent, it also belongs to its category. Later, Wang Guowei said in "The Tales of the World" that "the great cause of ancient and modern times, the great scholar of a university must pass through three realms", and what he borrowed to describe the "second realm" was that "clothes are getting wider and wider, and people are gaunt for Iraq". This is probably a persistent and firm character and persistent attitude summed up by Liu Yong's two sentences.

The whole poem is full of passion, persistence and sincerity, which can show the lyrical characteristics of Liu Ci.

Wang Guowei said in "Ci on Earth": "The great cause of ancient and modern times and the questioner of the university must go through three realms:' The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building, watching the end of the world. So is this first place. My belt is getting wider and wider, and I don't regret it because of Iraq.' So is this second environment. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. So is this third place. "Idle and idle, playing with the quip of asking questions from the university, clapping your hands and cheering, I suddenly gained something in my heart: there are three realms in reading, and there are also three realms in drinking and watering. I'm going.

Wang Guowei believes that the first realm of scholarship: "The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person who climbs a high-rise building looks at the horizon. This expression reflects Yan Shu's "butterfly love flowers". Originally, it was said that what he saw when he climbed a high-rise building was more of a whispering autumn scenery, with yellow leaves in the west wind and vast mountains and long waters. What case is it? In Wang Guowei's words, a learned and successful person must first have persistent pursuit, climb high and look far, have a bird's eye view of the path, make clear the goal and direction, and understand the general situation of things. This is naturally to exploit the topic and see the big picture from the small. If interpreted according to the original words, these words are the accumulation and brewing period of feelings, and they are a kind of foreshadowing for the following "looking to the end of the world". This state of drinking is the stage when the alcohol content rises slightly after drinking a few cups. At this time, happy people are happier, and worried people are more worried. But they have a thousand words in their stomachs, and there is not much "gentle breeze and drizzle" on the surface. At this stage of irrigation, novice fish who have just "contacted" the Internet can't type fast, have no technical knowledge and can't fight. Therefore, both BBS and chat rooms are generally "modest", and they dare not make a big fight to pour water, and most of them are "novices on the road, take care of more", which is more "polite" and "sensible". However, the mentality and qualifications from "novice fish" to "irrigation expert" have gradually grown up at this stage.

Wang Zhixue's second realm is that "I don't regret the wider the clothes, and I am haggard for Iraq." This sentence is the last two sentences in Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian in the Northern Song Dynasty. The original words show the author's hardships and regrets about love. It is also acceptable to understand the word "Yi" as the ideal pursued by the poet and the career he has been engaged in all his life. Wang Guowei has ulterior motives. These two sentences are compared to great career and university questioner. They are not easy to get, they must be firm. After some efforts, they forgot to eat and sleep until they lost bandwidth, and they regretted it. This is of course the genius of Wang Guowei. Then the realm of drinking is that the wine is full of fragrance, the heart is full of flowers and the face is rosy. At this stage, the cup flies and the cup is handed over. When it comes to "feeling", it is the rhetoric: "Fuck! Drink, water, drink, get drunk, pour, sleep and fuck! " "It's rare to get drunk several times in life" and "Don't stop until you get drunk for a few autumn". Anyway, it is the momentum of crazy talk, spitting and splashing. At this stage of irrigation, the "young bird" has gradually developed wings and a hard iron beak, and has evolved into an "eagle falcon" level, and its typing speed is very fast. Forums and chat rooms also talk about "familiarity", and when they are quiet, they are like a virgin, "pointing out the mountains and rivers, inspiring words", "just a classmate and teenager, in full bloom" and "the soil was in Wan Huhou that year". They move like taking off a rabbit, ah, ha, ha, ha, pulling and scaring, and all kinds of moves come out. The Three Gorges burst its banks and water overflowed Jinshan. It's like "you want to rule the world, and now the world will give up who I am."

Wang Zhixue's third realm is to say, "There are thousands of people looking for him, and suddenly looking back, people are there, and the lights are dim." It is the last four sentences in Xin Qiji's Jade Case in the Southern Song Dynasty. Liang Qichao called this word "self-pity and loneliness, and sad people have their own arms." This is a metaphor, which has nothing to do with literary appreciation. Wang Guowei has already made it clear that "you can get involved without working". He regards the last four sentences of this word as the third "realm", that is, the ultimate highest realm. Although this is not Xin Qiji's original intention, it can also lead to a long-term vision. To reach the third realm, a scholar and a great career must have a dedicated spirit, pursue research repeatedly and work hard. Naturally, they will suddenly understand, discover and invent, and then they can enter the realm of freedom from the realm of necessity. Extending this aspect, Wang Guowei's cleverness has to be said. Then, the drinker drinks the realm of "suddenly looking back, people are there, and the lights are dim". Strictly speaking, wine at that time was no longer wine, but a kind of "spirit". Long song was crying, drunk as a wakeful, prosperous and impetuous. Li Bai's Hundred Poems about Fighting for Wine and Cao Cao's Geometry of Life, Taking Wine as its Subject.

Original: The first realm: Yan Shu's Dead Hua Lian.

The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.

Last night, Xifeng withered green trees and climbed the building alone, looking at the horizon. If you want to send a colorful cage ruler, you don't know that the mountains are long and the waters are wide!

The second realm: Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian"

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass and smoke, no one can rely on the meaning of silence.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

The third realm: Xin Qiji's "Jade Case"

Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Feng Xiao moved, the jade pot turned, and the fish danced all night.

My son's snow willow and golden light, laughter and fragrance disappeared. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.

Liu Yong

Liu Yong: (987? - 1055? ), the word is clear, and the initial number is changed three times. Because it ranks seventh, it is also called Liu Qi. Originally from Hedong (now Shanxi), he moved to Chong 'an (now Fujian). He is a scholar in the imperial court, and the official is Yuan Wailang, so he is known as Liu Tuntian in the world. Because of his bumpy career and poor life, he turned from pursuing fame to being tired of officialdom, indulging in the charming and prosperous urban life, and looking for sustenance in "leaning on the red and leaning on the green" and "singing lightly". As the first poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, he not only developed the theme of ci, but also created a large number of slow ci, developed narrative skills, and promoted the popularization and colloquialism of ci, which had a great influence in the history of ci.

There are three types of Liu Ci: 1? The most famous thing to watch the tide is to describe the prosperity of the city and the lifestyle of the citizens. This is the first long and slow poem written by a scholar, which vividly depicts the beauty and prosperity of Qiantang River. 2? Describe the love between men and women. Some of these words show the misfortune of the lower class and the author's deep sympathy for them, such as Ding Fengbo, some describe the tragic experience of prostitutes and their resentment against frivolous men, such as Youth Travel, and some describe prostitutes' yearning for freedom and real love life, such as Charming Fairy. 3? Jianghu feelings is another important content of his ci.

The Fall of Romantic Genius Liu Yong

Comment on Liu Yong, no matter how you look at him, you have to admit that he is the leading romantic genius in the history of China literature. Li Bai is talented, and Su Shi is also romantic. Think romantic, play romantic, with ease. I'm afraid neither Li Bai nor Su Shi can compare with Liu Yong.

Liu Yong is not only a romantic genius, but also a failed mentor, an alcoholic who often drinks and gets drunk, a prodigal son who haunts Chu Pavilion, a small official with a bumpy career, a professional poet who is ordered to write lyrics, a tourist who wanders around the Jianghu, a pretentious "girl in white", an iron elder brother of a prostitute in a singing house, a bohemian playboy, a street freelance writer and an angry emperor.

When I think of Liu Yong, I naturally think of a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages: "Since ancient times, it is more worthy of being left out in the clear autumn! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. ..... "As if to see the autumn scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, the water and the sky are the same under the bridge. There are 100 thousand families in the wind curtain. Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili lotus flower are reflected in the lake. Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and there are blue boats to urge the hair. In the sunset, my heart is cold and sad. Liuyong, with a sad face, said goodbye to two or three girls who came to see me off. Looking at those tearful eyes, Liu Yong whispered a long complaint: "In the intermittent setting sun. For the evening scene, I miss the distance, and new sorrows and old hatreds come and go. Acacia people are thousands of miles apart. The two places miss each other's feelings and are separated by Qian Shan. The rain stopped, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the twelve Qingfeng peaks could not be seen in the distance. Without words, who will rely on high intentions? There are 10 thousand kinds of things written vertically, but who will send them to the cloud? ……"

It is well written and beautifully expressed. Liu Yong's works are full of sunshine, spring rain and painters. His description of Jiangnan is vivid, affectionate and tasteful, which fascinates the talented people in Jiangnan. Liu Yong's heart is naive, gentle and affectionate. In the sound training, such as cuckoo crying blood, such as autumn rain beating ping, the lyrics are so graceful.

Perhaps it is precisely because of the rule that "poets should beware of prosperity" that Liu Yong's life is too unlucky. The first time I went to Beijing to catch the exam, I failed the list. I failed the list for the second time. Supposedly, tutoring can make a comeback. Liu Yong, who did not admit defeat, just couldn't hold his breath, so he wrote a poem "He Tianchong" that was full of complaints and shallow knowledge:

On the gold list, I lost hope. How to be a temporary legacy of the Ming Dynasty? If you don't succeed, go for it. There's no need to talk about mourning. A talented scholar and poet naturally wears white clothes.

Yanhua alley is a stranger, as Danqing barrier. Fortunately, there are people in the right place, I can look for them. And snuggled up to the red jade, had an affair, and life was smooth sailing. Youth is a soldier. Endure superficial fame and sing shallowly.

If you don't reflect on yourself, it should be said that the emperor didn't find himself and the government missed the talents. Obviously, he is a civilian, but he must be said to be a talented poet and a senior official without an official robe. In particular, what the authorities can't tolerate is the last sentence: "Endure floating names and sing shallowly." Young people are really crazy. I failed the list, I don't know how to lose face, and I have to pretend to be lofty in exchange for "shallow singing."

Liuyong, who is full of complaints, just wants to be happy for a while. He never imagined that it was the song "He" that made his life miserable. There is nothing wrong with writing a few naughty poems after failing the exam. The problem is that you are not an ordinary epigenetic, you are Liu Yong, and if you are Liu Yong, people will sing wherever there is well water. Liu Yong doesn't know that his name and lyrics have covered the streets and halls near and far; I don't know that magnetic words and fresh rhythm have conquered fans and groupies all over the world. What's more, in some dark corners, some people are peeping at his tracks, and some people are disassembling the unstable factors in his poems. Some books about Liu Ci ~

A few days later, Liu Yong's "cranes fly into the sky" arrived in Song Renzong. Renzong watched and sang repeatedly, and the more he read, the less he felt, and the more he read, the more annoying he became. In particular, the phrase "endure the floating name. Change to shallow singing. " It really hit a sore spot in Song Renzong. Three years later, Liu Yong took the exam again, and finally passed several levels, only waiting for the emperor to circle the list. Who knows, Emperor Renzong saw the word "Liu Yong" in the register, and Long Yan flew into a rage. He wished that Liu Yong's name could not be erased, and he criticized: "Why do you go to shallow wine and sing low?"

The opponent is too strong. Liu Yong, who was removed from the list, pretended to be happy with tears. He cynically wandered the rivers and lakes under the royal signboard of "deliberately writing lyrics" Go deep into the dance floor of the song building, carry out the imperial edict of Renzong angrily, and "sing low" day and night. This move is also poisonous enough. He was out of breath playing with the emperor's humiliation and embarrassment.

Liu Yong, who wrote the lyrics according to the list, played the "shallow singing" of the royal group, and actually hit the nail on the head, becoming a famous superstar and playing a famous brand effect. The most rare thing is that the bitterness of the ballroom and the wind and rain of the journey have made Liu Yong immortal and brilliant in Song poetry, laying the foundation for his unique tragic life. This is Liu Yong's great fortune, and it is also the great fortune of China literature.

Qin Lou Chuguan, a dancer and geisha, is a very experienced and sensitive topic. Dignitaries, gentlemen and gentlemen, relying on their power, fell in love with money and money in the Qin Lou Chu Guan, and led a drunken life in singing and dancing. Because of power, all this is legal and should be. They can turn around and go back to palaces and mansions, put on official clothes and black veil. As traditional moral guardians, they slandered and abused dancers and geisha who had been humiliated by them to show their civilization, elegance and integrity. Liu Yong is different, maybe only Liu Yong is different. With kindness and sincere sympathy, he observed the women living at the bottom. He put down the "white minister" who looked down on the powerful, exchanged his heart for hers, made friends with dancers and geisha, and warmed those cold hearts and bleeding souls with full true feelings. In this world full of sewage, Liu Yong saw the filth in the bones of the Song Dynasty and the meanness under the sublime cover. The dirtiest and meanest place is not the Qin Lou Chu Guan, but the magnificent palace.

Facing life, Liu Yong made no secret of his feelings and publicly sang his own voice. In Music Day and Night, I wrote:

Who caused loneliness? Foreword is always faint. I know it's hard to fight on the ground, but I regret not holding it. Not only honesty, but also people's hearts. If you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows.

There is a saying in "Yu Jie Xing": I am like a flower, and I am still surprised when I dream. I can't sleep with my clothes on. A pillow is rummaged a thousand times. Only Hua Liang, a newcomer from Shuang Yan, was impressed.

"phoenix phoenix tree" wrote: lean on the dangerous building alone, look sad, endless. In the afterglow of grass and mountain light, there is no chance to lean on the bar, and I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, and the strong drink is still tasteless. I don't regret that the belt is getting wider and the situation in Iraq is haggard.

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True love, true love, truth, true man.

Dare to write, dare to sing, dare to act, dare to rebel.

Open and aboveboard, frank, sweet, rare truth, legendary story. In that society full of filth, hypocrisy, deception and cruelty, it goes without saying that Liu Yong wrote lyrics and music for dancers and singers. They embraced warmly and fell in love madly, but they were noble, clean and brilliant. If this is Liu Yong's sinking, then this sinking is so beautiful and wonderful. This is enough to eclipse those relationships in the world, especially those based on power and money.

The "gentlemen" called Liu Yong depraved because Liu Yong loved the fragrance of flowers. So "gentlemen" really haven't been to Yanhua Lane? What virtue they are and what animals they are. There are indeed gentlemen who have never been to Yanhua Lane. So, they didn't do anything outside Yanhua Lane. In other words, there is no yearning for Yanhua Lane in their souls? How many "gentlemen" dare say no.

Whether it is clear or turbid, black or white, the problem is not the matter itself, but who did it. Power is the wand of the strong. It can refer to a deer as a horse and turn decay into magic. It has a strong temptation to most men and women. With Liu Yong's wisdom and talent, he can win some power and fame for himself. Liu Yong, who was stupid, just didn't understand, but deviated from power and became close to the lower-level singer maiko.

Li Bai, a great poet who despises powerful people, wants to be an official too much in his soul. In my book with Han Jingzhou, I wrote naughtily: "I was born without Wan Huhou, but I want to know Han Jingzhou." It's really Li Bai who flatters such a delicate art. Later, he and his neighbors in Wang Yong launched an uprising, which almost killed the poet. Du Fu, a poet and saint, looks clean and wants to be an official. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty braved the bullets of the Anshi Rebellion and trudged hundreds of miles in Ma Xie, showing his loyalty and ideals. Is the arrogant Mr. Wang Wei, who lives in Nanshan, but his heart is in Chang' an, always watching the official department. Creatively walked out of a winding officialdom shortcut. It is also lofty and affordable, and there is no need to pay bribes. Niu Er poets and literati, holding glasses and waving pen and ink, are impassioned and contemptuous of powerful people, arrogant like Yun Zhonghe, showing off the mountains that the world plays, and calling them immortals and saints. I can't see the Six Immortals at all. I can't resist the temptation of power and fame, I can't break the bondage of the secular world of mortals, and I can't give up the cancer and warts that grow in the inner corner. The sonorous and lofty words hide greater official addiction and greed for power than ordinary people.

It should be admitted that Liu Yong, who has tried and tested time and again, cannot bind his yearning for official career. However, compared with the persistent efforts of Li Bai and Du Fu who are completely willing to sacrifice their lives for the officialdom, Liu Yong's instinctive "yearning" is insignificant. In the face of the touchstone of fame and fortune, first-class and widely acclaimed masters and figures such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Wang Wei and Han Yu absolutely lost to the downfall-Liu Yong.

Those scholars who are self-righteous and try their best to squeeze into the officialdom will find it difficult to associate with officials and board their ideal boat unless they are thoroughly remoulded and become shameless and dirty. Li Bai, who wanted to be an official, was exiled to Yelang instead of being an official. It's sad enough that there is no one around to deal with the aftermath after death. Du Fu devoted all his life to the imperial court, died before he died, and finally died on the ship, which was pitiful enough and pathetic enough. Liu Yong, who was far away from officialdom, died in the heartbreaking cries of citizens and singers, although he had no children or daughters. The singers made Liu Yong's funeral very grand and gorgeous. In order to commemorate Liu Yong, every year on the anniversary of Liu Yong's death, singers will get together and hold a "hanging willow party". Liu Yong's death, although no one said that he was as heavy as Mount Tai, was a rare happiness and warmth. Romantic wit, romantic life and death.

For thousands of years, only Liu Yong dared to sink so badly, and only Liu Yong fell so wonderfully.

Several books about Liu Ci ~;

Xue Ji Jie Zhu was published by Zhonghua Book Company 1994.

The traditional vertical version, which I personally think is the best of all Liu Ci poems, was reprinted in 2002.

Friends who can buy Beijing in general bookstores may wish to go to the third level.

In 2005, China Bookstore published Comments on the New Interpretation of Liu Yong's Ci.

It is also good to have comprehensive annotations and detailed explanations and comments.

Selected Poems of Liu Yong was published by Zhonghua Book Company in 2005.

There are not many words, only more than one hundred, but the notes and explanations are good and the cover is simple.

Suitable for friends who generally like Song Ci.

Liu Wuzhou Communication Press from June 5, 2006 to October 38, 2006/kloc-0.

Gorgeous decoration, illustrations, few words, about 20 songs.

"Liu Yongji" Sun Guanggui and Xu Jing proofread Yuelu Bookstore in 2003.

The choice of words is ok, the blue cover, but the comments and explanations feel ordinary.

Friends who study and love Liu Yong very much suggest buying Action Collection, which has certain collection value.

Friends who have a good impression on Liu Yong recommend Selected Poems of Liu Yong, which is the representative work of Liu Yong's ci.

Thanks and others.

Xie, a famous prostitute in the Northern Song Dynasty, was beautiful and loved to sing Liu Yong's ci. Liu Yongcai is too arrogant. He hates Injong and can't be reused. He won the imperial examination and was killed in Yuhang County. Passing Jiangzhou, I went to the prostitute's house as usual and met Xie. I saw a book "Liu Qixin Ci" in her study, which she copied in small letters. So, when she saw it and knew it, she was compatible with it. When leaving, Liu Yong wrote down new words, saying that he would never change his mind, while Xie vowed to close the door and wait for Liu Lang.

Liu Yong worked in Yuhang for three years and made many famous prostitutes in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but he never forgot to thank him. Ren Man returned to Beijing and met her in Jiangzhou. I don't want Yu Ying to meet new guests and go drinking with others. Liu Yong was very disappointed. He wrote a poem on the flower wall, describing the love scene three years ago and expressing his unhappiness in standing up today. Finally, he said, "I heard that Song Yu of Lantai is versatile and gifted. How can I go all day? "

Xie came back to see Liu Yongci, sighing that he is really an affectionate wit. Ashamed of not keeping his former alliance, he sold his furniture and rushed to Tokyo to find Liu Yong. After many twists and turns, Xie found Liu Yong in the home of Master Chen, a famous prostitute in Tokyo. Reunion after a long separation, all kinds of feelings are hard to tell, and the two will get back together. Xie stayed at Teacher Chen's East Campus and lived with Liu Yongru.

Later, Liu Yong made rude remarks and offended court officials. Injong has just dismissed his post as foreign minister. The Oracle said, "Minister in white, write lyrics before the wind and under the moon." From then on, he changed his name to Liu Sanbian and went in and out of famous prostitutes' flower houses. All the food and clothing are provided by famous prostitutes, and they all beg him to give them a word to improve their social status. He is also happy to wander around the famous prostitutes' homes and write lyrics, calling himself "Liu Sanbian who was ordered to write lyrics".

Liu Yong indulged in debauchery for many years, physically and mentally hurt, and died in the home of Zhao Xiangxiang, a famous prostitute. He had neither family nor property, and no one asked him after his death. A group of famous prostitutes, such as Xie and Chen Shishi, saw his talent and infatuation and collected some money for his burial. Xie had planned to marry him and put on heavy mourning clothes for him, and all the existing prostitutes mourned for him. At the funeral, all the prostitutes in Tokyo came and half the city mourned. This is the story of "alloy burial of Liu Qi and prostitutes".

Xie was sad for Liu Lang and died two months later. Miss Chen and others miss her and bury her next to Liu Yong's tomb.

A bell ringing in the rain

The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. All the accounts are in no mood. Where I miss, the blue boat is ruined. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk.

Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Customs are strange, who to talk to.

A butterfly in love with flowers

Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.

I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Tidal bore watching

Southeast shape wins, Sanwu city, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people. Clouds and trees surround the bank and sand. The raging waves roll with frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless. The city is full of jewels, and every household in Luo Qi is competing for beauty.

Thick lakes overlap and are clear. There are Sanqiu cassia seed and Shili Lotus. Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus. A thousand riders have high teeth. While listening to Xiao Gu's drunkenness, he enjoyed the clouds. The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

Klang Ganzhou

Wash away the clear autumn for rainy days.

The bleak frost wind is tight, the river surface of the mountains and rivers is deserted, and the setting sun shines on the tall buildings.

Red flowers wither everywhere, and all the beautiful scenery gradually disappears.

Only the gushing water of the Yangtze river flows eastward without sound.

Without the heart to climb the distance and overlook the distant home, it is difficult to gather the desire to go home.

Sigh for years, why stay.

If you want to be a beauty, you have to miss a few days and know your boat.

Eager to know me, lean on the dry place.

Ding Fengbo

Since the beginning of spring, I have been sad and sad, and my heart is cocoa. In the morning, flowers are spent on the tip, and the warbler wears a willow belt, but she still lies on the musk. Warm and crisp, tired of enjoying the clouds alone. Tired of combing. Nothing! When hatred and fickle feelings are gone, there is no audio book. If I knew, I would regret not locking the carved saddle. When I arrived at the phoenix window, I was only concerned with that person, like a pipe, and I was rigidly attached to teaching chanting lessons. Follow the town and don't give up. Needle and thread are idle. Sit with Yi. And me, so as not to let young people suffer from yin deficiency.

Hechongtian

On the gold list, I lost hope. How to be a temporary legacy of the Ming Dynasty? If you fail, you must struggle. Why talk about mourning? A talented scholar and poet naturally wears white clothes. Yanhua alley is a stranger, as Danqing barrier. Fortunately, there are people in the right place, I can look for them. And snuggled up to the red jade, had an affair, and life was smooth sailing. Youth is a soldier. Endure the superficial name and sing shallowly!

yellow

Who owns the garden in sunny days and spring? Warm method urges, the valley is peaceful, orioles dance, and the fragrant trees are moved at first. Seeing the wet golden clothes, Ye Ying speaks like a spring. Xiao Lai's big branches are rough, as if whispering his heart and profound meaning.

There is no evidence. When warm smoke comes out, I go swimming with bees. Wild tracks, two calls, and finally dance in the fog. When I was on the farm, I was in the depths of the flowers. At this time, Haiyan was spared.

Xuemeixiang

Quiet and small, dangerous buildings are independent and clear. I feel sad about autumn, and so did Song at that time. The fishing market is lonely and cold, and the water town is full of Wu Ye's sorrow. Chu Tiankuo, the waves soak in the sunset, and thousands of miles dissolve.

Miss Kerry in the breeze, ignore your face and fold your eyebrows. Unfortunately, in those days, Dun was a good boy. Elegant and graceful, full of body, water flows in the west and water flows in the east. No resentment, no desire for love, and pay for it.

Caiyungui

Gao Heng sailed briskly towards dusk. Unload Yun Fan and Shui Yi Fish Town. At dusk and when it is picturesque, the river is quiet and the bright moon flies away. It's better to listen. The village in the distance is in charge, which leads people to heartbroken. At this time, the waves are windy and the years are boundless.

It hurts. The banquet was affectionate and desolate. Don't come to the hardest part, the sleeves are in accordance with the contract, and there is fragrance. It can be regarded as a phoenix pillow, and I will never think about it at night. Love, only Qi Lin, an unforgettable word.