2020.9.3
In 1094, Dongpo arrived in Huizhou, lived in HejiangLou for more than a year, and left a poem "Yuju Hejianglou":
The sea and mountains are lush and beautiful, and the Two Rivers are open at Zhu Lou.
The abbot of Penglai should not be far away, and Ken will come to the Suzi Floating River.
The river breeze was cool and I was sleeping beautifully, and the crows upstairs called me up.
I am in this world in two opposites, flowing west and day and east.
The old man in the building is fresh, and there are idiots in the sky.
The three mountains are not returning, and a cup is paid with Luo Fuchun.
In 2020, Yu went to Huizhou to visit the ruins of Dongpo, recited this poem of Dongpo, followed its rhyme, and also pursued the meaning of peace:
Watch the clouds and listen to the rain, and the sky is waiting for the king to open.
Whoever lifts the railing and ascends to the throne, the victory of the country and mountains returns.
The palm is quick to talk clearly and beautifully, sweeping away the dust and cool breeze.
Leisurely white birds descend the clear beach, geng Gengwu heart reflects the autumn water.
The ink in the sleeve is still as new as new, and there is no one at the top of the White Crane Peak.
Liu Ru pavilion by the distant memory, plum blossom bitter nostalgia for the old spring.
2020.9.5
This mind, this state. This meaning, this fun.
Reading immortal books behind closed doors, floating clouds are too vain.
The pine shade harvests the evening greenery, and this place is really a place.
2020.9.9
Gengzi is formed in autumn
The jianghu luotuo also used to be happy that his clothes were still green.
The autumn cool night is not broken, and the mountains and rivers are wide into the clouds.
2020.9.22
Gengzi autumn equinox, Taihang Mountain Road
In the mountains of Taihang, the white dew enters the autumn equinox.
Drink the wine to the sea, cloaked in the mountains and clouds.
Sideburns open the book to read, the heart burns incense.
The stars turn slightly cool night, and dreams come and go.
2020.9.23
Written in the Baiyun Valley of the Taihang Mountains, the manuscript is three frames, still using yesterday's rhyme:
Lan Qi sent Yu Yu, and the cold spring was a light.
Inch heart han hai yue, ruler sweep the wind and clouds.
All worries fall on the flowers, and the edges sweep the leaves and burn.
Late autumn moon is small, and I am sorry to repay Yu Jun.
2020.9.24
Two days after the autumn equinox of Gengzi, Brother Chen Shudong wrote in a poem answering Taixing: Danqing is not old, and Taihang is twilight. The vines are shocked by the ancient trees, and the stones are smelled by the dragons. Eternal night green maple, sitting alone in the red candle. Envy Ercao Liu hand, thousands of miles of meaning is difficult to calm. Still rhymes with the answer:
The magic of the gods, the clouds and the sun.
Lonely and tired of the bird, a hundred senses to go to the clouds.
Too relieved to make up for it, begging for fire.
Looking for the world, there is no way to serve me.
2020.9.29
"The end of the world can not be asked, all day long to go up to the tall building."
Who knows Yu embraces, with a column of autumn. ”
Write as poetic. Yi Yun drama as a song.
Deep in the sky and clouds, the wind is high and the leaves are full of buildings.
In the cold dreams of empty mountains, the taste of the world is colder than autumn.
2020.10.25
Gengzi Chongyang
The autumn leaves are looking forward to the harvest, and the middle-aged mood is just in autumn.
Xinglai rolled up the lonely and depressed, and after getting drunk, he forgot about His Worries.
Candles are not easy to turn into ashes, and there is always no reason for the aftertaste of life.
The shadow of the setting sun is gradually darkening, and the crescent moon is hanging high on the leaning building.
2020.11.12
Nanchang Gurudwara Qingyun Spectrum Bada Shanren Memorial Hall:
A corner of the vast city, crying and laughing into a picture.
Smell the chimes in the water, and the songbirds are good at protecting their bodies.
Qing Qiushi was chaotic, and the guest lights were lonely.
The four eyes are miserable, the ice heart is different from the crowd.
2020.11.14
Self-titled reading portrait
There is no room left, and there is more dust on the paper.
The floating name autumn has fallen, and the timing ink is new.
The sun and the moon sleep square stable, the article is older and more pro..
I really have a life, and I am not poor.
(Han Yu, "Send zhuge jue to Suizhou to read": "The Hou family has many books and inserts 30,000 axes.") ”）
2020.11.15
In the morning, Fang saw a pot of mountain people to give me the Shanghai Painting Exhibition Jiashi, read it again and again, and thank you:
Where the sea and the sky feel reverie, only the plum blossoms look like the old times.
Doujiuton leisure blocks, autumn light unlimited exhibition of new poems.
2020.11.19
Wuyishan Morning Rise Two Songs
In the dream, the mountains and rivers are clear, and everything in the world is light.
The autumn wind deliberately pities the lonely, and the idle clouds are faintly born.
The sea of clouds swept the mountains and rained, and the heavens and the earth were light.
The autumn wind does not have human affairs, what cares about the secret hatred of life?
2020.11.22
Gengzi Xiaoxue, sending "Huan Xi Sha":
Hangovers are hard to dispel dreams,
Feel thin and timid.
The clear window sits on the first day.
Talk about joy and joy without sorrow and joy,
Read high and lie on your feet in peace,
Don't hesitate to freeze the liver.
2020.11.26
On the night of October 12, Gengzi visited the owner of the bamboo garden in Ma lian Dao
Talking highly, the jade pot ice wine is waiting for junkai.
The inscription poem is full of wall dragons and snakes, and the plum shadow is full of smoke.
2020.11.27
Gengzidong october 13, on the way from Beijing to Suzhou
Yanbei Jiangnan Road is heavy, and the lotus maple falls into autumn and winter.
A crane in the clouds came down to listen to the cold mountain night for half a minute.
2020.12.2
Gengzi October 16, at Yixing Gurudwara Dongpo Academy, that is, Mr. Dongpo bought the field also:
Looking at the immortals all day long, he asked for a good plan.
Shu Mountain also seems to be good, and the sun is cold and the river is cold and the smoke is twilight.
Liu Mo
Born in 1966, his ancestral home is Sanhe, Hebei. Doctor of Literature and Art, Postdoctoral Fellow in History.
He is now an independent scholar and freelance artist.
Read less, study long, like calligraphy, poetry, literature and history, take tranquility, indifference, independence, and freedom as the purpose of settling down, writing and entertaining themselves, so as to end their old age.
Representative works: "Chinese Art Aesthetics", "Zen Studies and Artistic Realm", "Ten Treatises on Qianjia Scholarship", "History of the Origin of Chinese Prose", "Chinese Aesthetics and Chinese Painting Theory", "Shi Tao", "Bada Shanren", "Modern Sinology Trends and Characters", "History of Literati Printing", "Su Dongpo's Circle of Friends", etc., millions of words.
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