Wang Heqing, an essayist in Yuan Dynasty. Daming (now Hebei Province) was born, and the year of birth and death is unknown. Ghost Recording is listed as a "senior celebrity", but the title of each book is different. Tianyi Pavilion was originally named "Bachelor of Wang Heqing" and Meng Chengshun called it "Sanren". He and Guan Hanqing were contemporaries and died earlier than Guan Hanqing. The whole Taihe Spectrum lists him as a person in Yingjie of Linz. Ballad 2 1, divertimento 1, found in Taiping Yuefu, Yangchun, Linz Picking Swallows, etc. Wang Heqing
Preface, the dream soul is shocked, through the Millennium, the ancient generals. Wang Zuo, who can bully who, can only end up lying about burying unicorns high. It's been a hundred years, and nothing has been done. Since I was born with setbacks, I'll wolf it down and keep a low profile. When rolling hydrangea, it doesn't agree with life. I am angry with him, and there is nothing wrong with it. Sages are all-encompassing, but they should be combined according to the six directions. Among them, there are 10,000 people in Qian Qian, each with the right time and the right place. When Zhuge died in Wuwei, it was hard to swallow, and when Qi Liang lost his monk, life was hard. If a scholar cites Yi Yin as the king of soup to rely on, there is no need to be a duke in micro-management, so why don't you correct the situation properly? When I lost time, I forgot my motherland. When you are proud, you dominate the mountains and rivers, and it is also a meeting between the monarch and the minister. When you take off your shirt, you are not satisfied with the version to live, when you are not satisfied with Jingnan, when you are not satisfied with the wall and hiding, and when you are not satisfied with the hunger in Chen Ren. What is the poverty fruit of boys in Liang Xiao? Beat and praise. Willing to be poor and keep the points lightly, Yan Hui will be happy, and after being satisfied, he will have a gourd ladle. Yao Gong is not famous in Lingyange, and he is arrogant. Use an old clay pot, which is fragrant and waxy, and eat it straight. What if you can't wake up? Why not roll hydrangea like Liu Ling and be a demon in poetry like Bo Xian? When you say a few words, your words will open and close, and you can't wait for anger to inspire Pink. See the flaw, I am idle, I am bold and unrestrained. When he got to him, he looked at the head like a bucket, looked at the head blocking the mud wall and left him alone. Drunk and dreaming, I watched others climb the Jiange with whips, set off stormy waves, and advocated that I should grind places and grind places. No name, bridle the reins, lock the locks, carry the pot and a stick through the forest, and talk to the moon in the breeze. There are flowers, wine and songs, and living in the village is happy. At some point, he listened to the woodcutter's songs, sang songs according to the cavity, sat alone on the hook, spread moss and green curtains for Zhang Yun, and covered the fishing boat with rain and smoke. Happy is also a brother, happy is also a brother, and I have lived in seclusion. Don't learn to pick Wei, clean up and bury yourself in the valley. Don't learn from the whole country to wake up and bury Miluo, don't learn from Mozi to return to the car. The nest washes the ears, and the river is old and brown. I don't look up at the sky and sigh, nor wait for the declaration, nor do I buckle my horns for a song. I come back to shine. Second, forget the fruits of the wise men of Qi, and don't spit out my brother Zhongzi Goose. All chickens and porpoises are fed, peaches and plums are widely planted, and many kinds are planted in Sang Ma. The remaining japonica rice. Build a few thatched cottages, buy a four-cornered cow and rent a hundred acres of cottages. It doesn't matter if things don't meet, you can still farm and find a job. Three jars of white wine were newly poured, and yellow sauce was mixed in the bowl. Dry Kun in the poem, sun and moon in the cup, drunk from him, clear from him. I measure like a sea, the cup sucks long whales, and the wine is full. Drunk hometown is wide, how about staying overnight without drinking. Fourth, forget your troubles and mean alleys, but I am not happy. Holding a piano book in the right hand and a wife in the left hand, there is no paper fame and fortune, hiding from the wind and rain. Look at other people's days, the sky is opening and the clouds are disappearing. I know nothing about it. I didn't turn to Conan. I didn't have the name of "dragging" in the end. I was holding my breath and my heart was relaxing. Use time, hide when you leave, live in a mountain village and leave the city. Duihuan, Ding Yuan Iron Pot, several households were planted in Huangju Dongli, and several tuo wild vegetables were hoed in Xishan. Listen to the sound of a flute, the setting sun sets on a far slope, and watch a ray of sunset soak in shallow waves. Drunk sleeves were dragged by Peng Feng's wings and carried by Linxi Aobei. The autumn sun is exposed and the Qingjiang River is broken. I will discuss the formation of bone angle. Dry Chinese painting does not sharpen the sword, and the spit economy does not rub hands. It's specious to keep humble and avoid disaster, but it's full of Kun Can and not close to me. -Yuan Ceng Rui's "Gong Zheng _ preface, a pillow dream" is _ preface, a pillow dream.
Ceng Rui in Yuan Dynasty
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Sleeping in a dream will make you handsome in a thousand years. Wang Zuo, who can bully who, can only end up lying about burying unicorns high.
It's been a hundred years, and nothing has been done. Since I was born with setbacks, I'll wolf it down and keep a low profile.
When rolling hydrangea, it doesn't agree with life. I am angry with him, and there is nothing wrong with it. Sages are all-encompassing, but they should be combined according to the six directions. Among them, there are 10,000 people in Qian Qian, each with the right time and the right place. When Zhuge died in Wuwei, it was hard to swallow, and when Qi Liang lost his monk, life was hard.
If a scholar cites Yi Yin as the king of soup to rely on, there is no need to be a duke in micro-management, so why don't you correct the situation properly? When I lost time, I forgot my motherland. When you are proud, you dominate the mountains and rivers, and it is also a meeting between the monarch and the minister.
When you take off your shirt, you are not satisfied with the version to live, when you are not satisfied with Jingnan, when you are not satisfied with the wall and hiding, and when you are not satisfied with the hunger in Chen Ren.
What is the poverty situation of boys in Liang Xiao? Beat and praise. Willing to be poor and keep the points light, Yan Hui is happy and content with more than one ladle.
Yao Gong is not famous in Lingyange, and he is arrogant. Use an old clay pot, which is fragrant and waxy, and eat it straight. What if you can't wake up?
Why not roll hydrangea like Liu Ling and be a demon in poetry like Bo Xian? When you say a few words, your words will open and close, and you can't wait for anger to inspire Pink. See the flaw, I am idle, I am bold and unrestrained. When he got to him, he looked at the head like a bucket, looked at the head blocking the mud wall and left him alone.
Drunk and dreaming, I watched others whip and climb the Jiange, holding the surging waves and advocating that I should grind the place. There is no name, the reins are locked, the pot sticks through the forest, and the breeze is idle. There are flowers, wine and songs, and living in the village is happy.
At some point, he listened to the woodcutter's songs, sang songs according to the cavity, sat alone on the hook, spread moss and green curtains for Zhang Yun, and covered the fishing boat with rain and smoke. Happy is also a brother, happy is also a brother, and I have lived in seclusion.
Don't learn to pick Wei, clean up and bury yourself in the valley. Don't learn from the whole country to wake up and bury Miluo, don't learn from Mozi to return to the car. The nest washes the ears, and the river is old and brown. I don't look up at the sky and sigh, nor wait for the declaration, nor do I buckle my horns for a song. I come back to shine.
Second, forget the fruits of the wise men of Qi, and don't spit out my brother Zhongzi Goose. All chickens and porpoises are fed, peaches and plums are widely planted, and many kinds are planted in Sang Ma. The remaining japonica rice. Build a few thatched cottages, buy a four-cornered cow and rent a hundred acres of cottages. It doesn't matter if things don't meet, you can still farm and find a job.
Three jars of white wine were newly poured, and yellow sauce was mixed in the bowl. Dry Kun in the poem, sun and moon in the cup, drunk from him, clear from him. I measure like a sea, the cup sucks long whales, and the wine is full. Drunk hometown is wide, how about staying overnight without drinking.
Fourth, forget your troubles and mean alleys, but I am not happy. Holding a piano book in the right hand and a wife in the left hand, there is no paper fame and fortune, hiding from the wind and rain. Look at other people's days, the sky is opening and the clouds are disappearing. I know nothing about it. I didn't turn to Conan.
I didn't have the name of "dragging" in the end. I was holding my breath and my heart was relaxing. Use time, hide when you leave, live in a mountain village and leave the city. Duihuan, Ding Yuan Iron Pot, several households were planted in Huangju Dongli, and several tuo wild vegetables were hoed in Xishan. Listen to the sound of a flute, the setting sun sets on a far slope, and watch a ray of sunset soak in shallow waves. Drunk sleeves were dragged by Peng Feng's wings and carried by Linxi Aobei. The autumn sun is exposed and the Qingjiang River is broken. I will discuss the formation of bone angle. Dry Chinese painting does not sharpen the sword, and the spit economy does not rub hands. It's specious to keep humble and avoid disaster, but it's full of Kun Can and not close to me.
▲ Left and right cliffs, vertical and horizontal houses. There are five or six acres of high and low fields, surrounded by dozens of willows. Sparse work, preferring idle people. Take a person for example: you don't have to buy a river to win the wind, who wants the sky and the moon. On the seventh day in Liangzhou, he also recited a few poems and sat quietly reading when he was lazy. A few bosom friends in my spare time: paid woodcutter, fisherman, Shi Ding who makes tea, and wine gourd seller. The rugged mountain has several miles of smooth roads, without the dust and customs of Little Shu Jing. Dye Qiu Guang red leaves and yellow flowers, sprinkle moonlight and breeze bamboo, and let the wind blow the old trees. Like painting. Being idle has its own fun. Watching the black rabbits come and go, the time of being 100 years old will soon be meaningless, and Jiazi needs an instant. In the end, the low windows and low houses depend on each other, and the heatable adobe sleeping platform is more than enough, leaving less honor and disgrace. Sighing and sighing, my heart is full, accompanied by this pine, bamboo and plum blossom as the host and guest. -Yuan Hu Yong and A Flower Living in Seclusion in Southern Shandong
Harmony in yuan dynasty
Read the full text ∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪∪ There are five or six acres of high and low fields here, surrounded by dozens of trees. The work is poor,
I prefer idle people. Take a person for example: you don't have to buy a river to win the wind, who wants the sky and the moon.
On the seventh day in Liangzhou, he also recited a few poems and sat quietly reading when he was lazy. Leisure a few intimate couples: firewood with negative salary
Son, fisherman, Shi Ding who makes tea, and gourd who sells wine. There are several miles of smooth roads on the rugged mountain, without the dust and customs of Little Shu Jing. Dye
Qiu Guang has red leaves and yellow flowers, covered by moonlight, cool breeze and bamboo, and windy old trees are pale. Like painting. Have leisure.
Interesting, watching the black rabbit come and go, the centenary time quickly means empty, and Jiazi is a moment.
In the end, the low windows and low houses depend on each other, and the heatable adobe sleeping platform is more than enough, leaving less honor and disgrace. Hey, hey, hey,
I am full of worries and accompany this pine, bamboo and plum blossom as the host and guest.
▲ The palace word is boring, climbing upstairs and watching the twilight scene. The reflection of the balcony on the surface of the immersion pool, the word goose on the book is oblique. The residual willow blows the cloud window of the moon household, and the residual lotus pavilion gazebo. The scene is bleak, helping others, worrying more and more, and the makeup building is empty. Birds sound alarms, and cranes blow Tudor bells. Happy as a qingluan dancing mirror, people are imprisoned in Fengcheng through a sheep cart. A good marriage failed to live up to this life, and tears welled up. When my heart is drunk, when can I wake up? The west wind spreads the dew in Ding Ning. Just after midnight, it's better than Sanqiu, and it's only after four classes. Jin Juxiang's autumn insects are terrible at night, and the crows in the tree palace can't stop. I sleep alone to find my dream. I am fascinated by the lovesickness ghost. Even if I have a dream, it is difficult to realize it. Vinegar gourd can't sleep, can't sit still, and it doesn't hurt. If you don't think about it, you won't be willing, and it won't be more chaotic. The evil spirits of Gaoping shine on people and wax, and the golden beast tripod is eliminated without water smoke. Defeated leaves move to court, bamboo branches sweep the pale catalpa. Singing is almost impossible for people to compete with boredom. How can I compete with my thin body? It hurts the mood and makes the sick body sleepy. The wind in the studio is very light, the green quilt is very cold, and the temperature is not too cold for socks coming early. The tail sandman can't look, the maid can't call, and the incense goes out. Only Chang 'e has no worldly feelings with others. I feel sorry for my loneliness, and the moonlight shines obliquely. -In the Yuan Dynasty, Ceng Rui's Shang Diao Ji Xian Bin _ Gong Ci Dun Deng Lou, Shang Diao Ji Xian Bin _ Gong Ci Dun Deng Lou.
Ceng Rui in Yuan Dynasty
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Looking at the twilight scene, the sky is high and wide, and the level is high. The reflection of the balcony on the surface of the immersion pool, the word goose on the book is oblique. The residual willow blows the cloud window of the moon household, and the residual lotus pavilion gazebo. The scene is bleak, helping others, worrying more and more, and the makeup building is empty. Birds sound alarms, and cranes blow Tudor bells.
Happy as a qingluan dancing mirror, people are imprisoned in Fengcheng through a sheep cart. A good marriage failed to live up to this life, and tears welled up. When my heart is drunk, when can I wake up? The west wind spreads the dew in Ding Ning. Just after midnight, it's better than Sanqiu, and it's only after four classes.
Jin Juxiang's autumn insects are terrible at night, and the crows in the tree palace can't stop. I sleep alone to find my dream. I am fascinated by the lovesickness ghost. Even if I have a dream, it is difficult to realize it.
Vinegar gourd can't sleep, can't sit still, and it doesn't hurt. If you don't think about it, you won't be willing, and it won't be more chaotic.
The evil spirits of Gaoping shine on people and wax, and the golden beast tripod is eliminated without water smoke. Defeated leaves move to court, bamboo branches sweep the pale catalpa. Singing is almost impossible for people to compete with boredom. How can I compete with my thin body? It hurts the mood and makes the sick body sleepy. The wind in the studio is very light, the green quilt is very cold, and the temperature is not too cold for socks coming early.
The tail sandman can't look, the maid can't call, and the incense goes out. Only Chang 'e has no worldly feelings with others. I feel sorry for my loneliness, and the moonlight shines obliquely.
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