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Song artificial five laws, no more than two Chen. Since the old Du returned, the post-artificial five laws have not won with genius, but with manpower. The structure of the five laws is short, and the single sentence is few words. Or there are one or two good sentences written in Jing, and you can still get a clever hand. In addition, in order to produce a good structure, it is necessary to consider sentence by sentence, word by word, and even sentence by sentence, word by word. The talented is poetry, good at galloping up and down, and the disadvantages are poured out. Therefore, if he writes the Five Laws, if he loses his will, it is better for the young to fight the rabbit with all his strength. The Song Dynasty talents are great, no more than the eastern slopes, valleys, and sons of the Fangwen, the ancient style and the seven laws are excellent, and in the two Song Dynasties, it can be described as the best and three. However, on the five laws, it is not as good as Houshan and JianZhaiye. The eighty-one poems of the Five Laws of The Simple Zhai are recorded here, and the first ones are exquisite, so they are not selected.
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Chen and Yi Five Laws
Chen Youyi (1090 – January 1, 1139), courtesy name JianZhai (簡 Zhai), was a Han Chinese whose ancestor lived in Jingzhao (present-day Xi'an, Shaanxi), and moved from Meizhou to Luoyang from his great-grandfather Chen Xiliang, so he was a native of Luo (present-day Luoyang, Henan). The outstanding poet of the late Northern Song Dynasty and the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, the poet Du Fu, was fresh and bright in the early period, and majestic and deep in the later period; at the same time, he also worked in filler words, although there are only more than ten poems in the present, but he has a unique style, especially close to Su Shi, the meaning is superb, the pen power is empty, the pen is loose and bright, and the nature is muddy, and he has authored the "JianZhai Collection".
Chen Youyi is one of the three sects of the Jiangxi School of Poetry. When he was young, his poems were well written, and the Book of Song said that his poems were "between the body and the object, the Qing Dynasty, the exaltation, the upper and lower Tao (Yuanming), Xie (Lingyun, Bladder), Wei (Yingwu), and Liu (Yong)." He once wrote a poem "Momei", which was praised by Emperor Huizong of Song and was highly valued for it. Yan Yu's Canglang Poetry refers to Chen Youyi's poems as "Chen Jian Zhai style" when "speaking of people". The works of the early years of the "Simplified Zhai Style" are meticulously observed, vividly described, and full of interest. Make good use of straight, shallow words into poetry, emphasizing the mood and white painting.
In the later period, the "Simplified Zhai Style" took Fa Du's poems, he studied Du Fu and did not stick to Du Fu, and the works of the predecessors were extensive and good at change. He also particularly admired Su Shi and Huang Tingjian and Chen Shidao, but he did not stick to the rules, but could participate in the integration of various families and create their own style. His works have the rhyme of shen xiong, the scale is grand, the tone is bright; the battle focuses on the internal connection between the qi veins between the upper and lower sentences, the subliminal inner rotation, the artistic conception is harmonious, the style is majestic and deep, the language is simple, the syllables are loud, the image is rich, there is little use of canon, there is no vulgarity in the bright, and the colloquialism is slightly bland. Therefore, both in terms of ideological content and artistic skills, they are greater than the achievements of other poets of the Jiangxi school, and they are worthy of the reform school in Jiangxi poetry.
Suzi Sacred House Pavilion
Twilight Mountain Temple, high up in the crowds.
See in the far forest, smell after the micro spring house.
The pavilion is chaotic, and the river is wide and wild.
Want to remember with the monk, lazy essay this year.
Cross the next cup
Overnight at the cup house, towards the east of mingyi.
The lake is flat and the sky is falling, and the gorge is cut off from the sea.
The clouds followed, and the birds abandoned the wind.
On xianrenpeng island, I was seen in the air.
Raft into the front warehouse
Zeng drum salt field, the front warehouse is not enough to say.
Go all the way to Jiangzuo Road, and first pass through Zhejiang East Village.
There is no trace of flowers in spring, and there are traces of tide returning to the shore.
A hundred years are a few days, talk about the letter of restoration.
Night
Holding the sick and celebrating the night, the shape is alone.
I don't know how to boil the medicine, and I mistakenly recognize the sound of rain.
The lights are beautiful at night, and the sky is long and the geese are mourning.
Shusheng cherishes the sun and the moon, and the pillow is confused.
Plum in a bottle
The clear window is clean, and Yu Li geng has no neighbors.
The red and green doubles, attentive and full of spring.
He was once a Yuling guest and was originally from Luoyang.
The old me is how to look, and the east wind is new everywhere.
Except at night
In the past, he was chasing things, but now he can't get sick.
Wait idle white hair, durability is green light.
The spring in the sea is still full, and the Jiangnan Yan is not ice.
Inscription poems are disabled, and bells and drums report morning excitement.
In the rain
The northern guest frost invaded the sideburns, and the southern state rain sent the year.
Unheard of the revolution, from the age of envoys to move.
Gu Ze is born with spring mist, and twilight kites fall from high in the sky.
The mountains and rivers are ancient, and the depression is in front of the bottle.
Crossing
Jiangnan is not good, Chu Ke is sad.
Shake the balance of the sky and welcome the tree to come.
The rain was still standing, and the sun was shining on the sea gate.
Although the central plains are different, Fang Yu is also magnificent.
Liu Dazi's two elegy
Caption: "Jing Kang Zhilu": Former Senior Scholar of the Imperial Palace, Beibi Shouyu Official Liu Wei, Zi Zhongyan, Jianzhou people.
One
The pillar of heaven fell to the sun, and the hall fell into the circle.
Then he heard that Wang Fei was dead, and did not see Hua Yuangui.
A generation of super ancient, a thousand years of tears dyeing clothes.
At that time, if there was a continuation, it was like a crisis.
Second
When you die, you will be a man.
Let the messenger know that on the day of trouble, he will not deceive his subjects.
Heluo was indignant, and the hero sighed in his footsteps.
Huanghuang Zhongxingye, Gonghe Crown Qilin.
Get Zhang orthography poems
Send the old hut to the bottom, the cold is sparsely populated.
Everything is inorganic.
The Twilight Tower is isolated, and the wind and crows are flying wildly.
At this time, Zhang Zhengzi and the book went to the outskirts.
Original note: Mr. Shi lives under the tower of Shousheng Temple in Qingchun Town.
Small cabinet
The bar is dry and twilight, and the migration is cloudy and sunny.
Wood falls near Taihu Lake, Meikai Nan Jiming.
After the illness, he still loves wine, and he needs a name outside his body.
The stork suddenly doubled, and my poem still wanted to be completed.
Get in front of the window of two plants in Changchun
There is no road in the countryside, and the monks are now home.
Talk about multiplier rain and plant two bunches of flowers by yourself.
The hedges have lost their autumn order, and the wind and smoke have added to the years.
The disease of decay does not drink, independent to the perch crow.
hibiscus
The frost-repelling flowers have been vomited, and Wu Yu is not cold.
Although the heavens and the earth are slaughtered, the grass and trees have a fragrance.
The Taoist feast sits, and the maid wears makeup in ancient times.
Thick dew wet Dan face, west wind blowing green clothes.
The old man of the heart has not succeeded in painting to supervise the poetry
King Ofesha, Zen Yu sent the pen end.
Trying to be able to do things is urgent, and it is difficult to paint.
Autumn into a silent sentence, the mountains even want to rain cold.
Where you dream of life, you will beg for a small widow.
The Prefect of Mengfu favored the Autumn County Pu Jia System Sui Shu Shu Shu Shu
The years have moved beyond the text, and the Qiankun cane is in the middle.
Sonorous five-word rhythm, healthy in the centurion.
Autumn into the pool deep blue, cold bully leaves red.
In the meantime, he is also a recluse, and he does not reduce the number of you.
Self-note: Those who have visited Song Mountain are attributed to the yu gong, and the public is hated for not being allowed to swim.
Birds whispering, Qingshan and I swim.
Do everything you can, and make a drink float.
Ju Rui was away from her sideburns, and Lin Sheng was worried.
The riotous people are happy to be endowed, and the government is not related to the autumn.
Third
Bamboo scents spring up, back to the audience faintly.
When the time is accompanied by the outside appreciation, willing to remember the day obliquely returned.
The color of the grass is contrary to autumn, and the pool is clean and the guest clothes are clean.
Yin Gong Qing sentence, the government can not be fat.
Fourth
A smile and a chat opened, and a thousand worries did not raise an eyebrow.
Lin was deeply affected by the wind, and Bai was old enough to know frost.
Take a nap in the cave, the ghost hunt and the fence.
May the public be diligent and the candles be cut.
Zeng Huiyan judged the horse painted by Zhang Sheng
Where the mallet is undressed, the chest should not be grouped.
Not in the form of a thousand miles, empty to see the five flowers.
It is difficult to have a good happiness in the world, and who is divided.
Gao Cai likes to do things, so he sends to paint Lan Jian.
Press: Song Sun Shaoyuan's "Sound and Painting Collection" Volume VII.
drizzle
Avoid the three elders, that knows that it is a victory tour.
Ping Lake is subject to drizzle, and light boats are sent to the far shore.
Heaven and earth sadness, Yamakawa Kokuru.
Jagged hair neighbor, did not feel strong.
Very few
There are few caves and wild fields, and the breeze is pan-guest.
Yuan Hongyong shi, Sun Dengqing Xiaoyu.
The moon is clear and the water is flowing, and the night is quiet and fleur-de-lis.
The city is troublesome, and the wild xing is sparse.
Don't be a communist
When the bottle of wine meets the ground, Jiang Feng wants to run out.
Judas was a guest for ten days, and a total of several years of poetry were produced.
The world is powerless, and there is a difference in the heart.
Good for the South Pole, deep comfort to the travelers sad.
Goodbye
How difficult it is to break up, the riverside white hair new.
Gong is the governor of Kyushu, and I am a half-way person.
The government poured out the whole festival, but finally wanted to die.
The first time in his life, he may not be under the zhang patrol.
Don't believe it
The gull is still gone, and the thousand-year-old crane has not returned.
Extremely aware of the number of bodies, not to the world contrary.
The twilight of the year is ringing, and the sky is long and the geese are faint.
If Junna is not, the old tears want to stain the clothes.
Fit far
Everywhere is not my land, and every year I prepare soldiers.
Why not be farther away, it is inevitable that it will hurt.
The rocky shore smoke adds color, and the wind beach has a twilight sound.
The five-word law of ordinary life, the head white is not greedy for fame.
In Jintan Road
Qinglu basket public opinion is stable, looking up at credit.
The former Oka Spring Ridge, the back ridge snow maple teeth.
The soldiers in the sea are still strong, and the village side is old and self-made.
Guests are surprised by the order of the festival, and send peach blossoms back to the eyes.
Xiaofa fir
Gu Ze spring light, Gao Lin dew clear.
One after another, the world's affairs, the lonely water's edge.
The guest withered his sideburns, and the Tian family was born from his life.
There are poems that are still forgotten, but there is no wine but thoughts.
At the beginning of Shaoyang, when he entered Guilin, he wrote a letter to ask about the safety of his land
Hubei Mi Nian Institute, Changsha Fei Yue Yue.
At first, he dreamed of Shao Yang and wrote the Book of Guilin.
The old man is safe and well-behaved.
Guan Ning Liao sea, He De lived in the end.
Passing through the Peacock Beach to give Zhou Jingzhi
There is no fortification in the sea, and there are close relatives in the end of the world.
He did not give up his jokes, and he was not accustomed to being attentive.
The boats are deep and pleasant, and the streams and mountains are spring.
Sleep high over the beach waves, has been sending a hundred years of body.
Night arrives at Zhenmu
Wild Haze is still far away, and Chuan Ming does not hate late.
Burning the mountain across the shore fire, and when I was on the boat.
At night, the green lantern house, in front of the fence white water pi.
Be diligent and thankful to the landlord, and xiaozhu wants to go deep.
Late step
Mu Mu was not relieved, and went out to talk about worries.
The rain is approaching, and the spring is half of the water.
The crowd is still doing, and the lonely and lonely are wandering.
The xixi huang bamboo is chaotic, and the micropath is mixed with cattle.
rain
The clouds are clear and clear, and there is no wind and the creek is idle.
Chai gate against the torrential rain, spectacular full of empty mountains.
Inside the spring hair, birds sing among the bamboo.
Children laugh at Lao Tzu, and their clothes are wet and they don't know how to return.
Luo tou Shushi
Ancient cranes, twilight mistletoe in the forest.
Whoever makes Weng welcome guests should hear the sound of the mountain.
Zhan Nian was familiar with it again, and advised me not to pay it back.
The village wine is trapped, and the water breeze blows drunk.
Summer
Travel far and wide, independent of the peaks and green.
The bright moon shines on the mountain trees, and the deserted village raos the night fireflies.
Turn over the clouds and cross the Han, and go through the water floating stars.
The lights of the remote house have been exhausted, and the door of the ghost has not been broken.
Yamazai
The summer suburbs are full of greenery, and the mountain is late in the day.
The clouds scattered suddenly, and the rest of the blue twilight was faint.
Cold and summer send eternal, and prosperity and drought are each temporary.
The world is full of misfortune, and I have to hold on to it.
Although he is ashamed of the lotus hoe, he is not idle in the future.
Cut yourself from the corner trees, and do your best to take the west mountain of the creek.
Half of the world, send the old man to this window.
The sun is shining brightly, and it is still far from the birds.
The night of June 6
Yunlong is not bad, and the cool air is also slow.
Independent midnight, between the stars and the juniper.
Obscure and reckless, the heavens and the earth are idle.
Look around and look at the few, and move in the breeze.
Send Xing Ziyou on the night of June 17
Although the summer rain is insufficient, the cool breeze is still surplus.
Happy this city overcast night, He Shu Mountain dwells.
The moon is bright and the sky is standing, revealing basho Shu.
Ask ChengXu Pavilion, this evening is like this.
Fool Creek
The small pavilion is a tree, and the clear stream embraces the bamboo forest.
Cold voice sunfall, the depth in the guest's rain.
Luggage obstruction, column dry try to come alone.
In the end, the wandering will, not the people's hearts of the past.
Go to Chen Liu two songs
Immediately rub your eyes and go out in a new way.
The crows sang half of the snow, and the road turned to a forest spring.
There were three days in the old age, and there were no ten people in the family.
The parrot cup of ordinary life is the most close to this night.
To Chen Liu
Smoke pavilion tower, recruit people can get back.
Waiting for the idle dream, Wen Jian came out.
The sunset river is ice strong, and the sky is long and the geese are mourning.
I have wandered far and wide in my life.
Keri
The east wind rises in the guest, and everyone is only worried.
Leisurely and miscellaneous, Momo is more resting.
Window shadow bird double degree, water sound boat countercurrent.
One official into one episode, pay the ancient river head.
Tour the pond after The Baguan Temple
The sunset is full of spring colors, and the ancient pond is slightly stirred.
The willow forest is in the wilderness, and the quinoa staff goes to find poetry.
There is no who this year, strive to become this paragraph of wonder.
Attentive snow skull old, with the guests to the desert.
Cold food
Hastily, when things happen, Xiao Xiao leans on the water gate.
Thick shade flowers shine in the wilderness, and cold food willow walled village.
The guests are empty of the festival, and the warblers are suddenly in the garden.
I don't know where to flute, blowing hate Manchu Qingzun.
Sand bank residual spring rain, thatched eaves ancient town official.
A moment of flowers with tears, Miles of Guests with rails.
The roses are heavy in the evening, and the swallows are cold in the building.
No tao thanked the hand and tried his best to break the worry.
In the waterway of the dealership
Shangshui Ximen language, east wind moving willow branches.
Years into danger, the world is in the early stages.
Grassy sandalwood public policy, vast Du lao poems.
The mountains and rivers are wide in front of the horse, and they dare not count the time.
Xixuan Residence
Imprisoned Xi Xuanke, patrol the eaves fee alone.
The peach blossoms are bright and twilight, and the swallows are slightly shady.
Hard work, drowning more of this heart.
The small window is written at will, and the snakes and worms look for each other.
Step to one of the three songs of Dong's Garden Pavilion
ChiGuang Shu Takeri, Cane Season Spring Head.
The guest was helpless, and Peach Blossom smiled endlessly.
A hundred years today is victorious, and thousands of miles are floating in this life.
Recklessly in the past, inscribed poems to travel alone.
Spring
The flowers are still cold in the spring, and the heart is only frightened.
Lone warblers cry eternal day, drizzle wet high city.
Disturb what happens, send this life slowly.
Spider silk shines in the evening, and there is poetry everywhere.
Forget old age, long and long.
Small poems hinder learning, and a little rain is good for burning incense.
The eaves are moving and standing, and the court is satisfied with the coolness.
This body is from south to north, as if it were its hometown.
One of the summer nights
Idle jade ruyi, Tianhe white practice.
When there is no Li offering, who knows Xie Xuancheng.
Two cranes turned the moon, and the lone pine stood fast and clear.
Nanyang half a year guest, this night is full of clear.
Will be in the middle of the second leaf castle road
Few people in the wilderness go, and bamboo is rolling.
The clouds are whiter in autumn, and the wild water is still bright.
Lonely believe in my way, drowning in the world.
Wang Qiao has spares, lend me a crusade.
To Yecheng
Su Wu first met the goose, and Wang Qiao wanted to borrow it.
I know how to read the luggage, for the long distance.
It is difficult to stabilize the three more pillows, and the five-year-old chick is pitiful.
But he was thinking about the menstrual affairs and did not dare to hate Hazel.
Shore
The shore is clear and clear, and the mountain is thin and yin.
Chaotic clouds cross the green walls, drizzle wet green forest.
When the guests are moved, the birds are singing in spring.
Poor villagers ignore each other, and they have to idle and groan.
The clouds rise and the valley is completely dark, and the mountains return to light when it rains.
Youth looks at the middle color, and white streams come late.
Distant tree birds flock, plateau people plough alone.
On the day of the old man's escape, he sat and listened to the clouds.
Wen Wang Daoji was captured
Hai Nei Tang is now in the Thief Siege.
False rumors of Yuan Antuo, did not see Hua Yuangui.
The floating world is unpredictable, and the dangerous road is easy to calculate.
The clouds are lonely, and the old tears are overwhelmed.
The Junyang Official House has several flowers that are rare and more beautiful
The garden is a durian tree, and the flowers are thinner and more pitiful.
The Green Lady embraces the Festival of Daisy and accompanies me as a god.
Late and twilight, slightly dizzy.
A bottle of worry, the heart is leisurely.
Night gifts
Selling medicine Han Kangbo, talking about managing You'an.
It has always been lonely, not for difficulty.
The moon supports the trees, and the empty garden is vast and cold.
Detail the scene of this evening, hold and see with the deceased.
Three days of rain, a garden of green.
The mist contains vitality, and the wind flowers pass through the cave court.
The ground is cold and mighty, and the spring is half a guest.
How many human affairs, the end of the world drunk and awake.
Send Lü Qin to ask the prison to be replaced
Caption: Chin asked the character Zhi Zhi, the grandson of Zheng Xian's father-in-law, and the son of Zuo Si Xiji.
With my broomstick, every king and a ship.
We must know that the poor have their own self, and they do not feel lazy first.
Three years of dreams, chapters spread all over the world.
Hurry back to the horse, away from the frost day of hate.
Rain
Wind and rain broke the autumn sunset, and the sycamore window was frightened.
Don't worry about the yellow falling near, satisfied with the autumn sound.
The guest is powerless, and the wave in the dream shakes the city.
I don't see it, and the moonlight is more disabled.
Send a new message to uncle
Wind and rain Huaixi dream, the soul of danger cost nine liters.
One official covers the sun's hand, and two places read the lamp.
See the guest deep tongue, chanting poems do not live up to the beggar.
Although the bamboo forest has an appointment, the portal should be prosperous.
Time
Go to the country frequently for a longer year, for the officials not to save the hunger.
Spring is born outside the snow, when the wine is exhausted.
Shiranichiyama River Reflection, Ao Amakusa Kiyoshi.
Nian Hua did not live up to the guests, one by one into my poems.
thatched cottage
The huts are broken every year, and the spring breeze is coming year by year.
The cold recedes from the grass roots, and the flowers are sad to bloom.
The time sequence adds the poem volume, and Qiankun enters the wine glass.
The clouds are thoughtless, but the twilight is empty.
Pickleg
There was no peach or plum after the rain, only the snow covered the walls.
The blue sky reflects the wonderful quality, and the sunshine is fragrant.
The shadow is slightly transparent in spring, and the cold rhyme of the flowers is longer.
The wind flows to the wine, and the poetry is crazy.
Xiao Xiao rained for ten days, and sent a steady wish for a harmonious return.
The swallow dreams for many years, and the sycamore was twilight yesterday.
A cool grace to the bone, four walls of things against the law.
Gungun flourished, and the west wind blew the guest clothes.
zephyr
The westerly wind rises at the end of the wood, which contains thousands of miles of coolness.
The floating clouds do not worry about it, and only fly all day long.
The dream severed head will be white, and the poem will become a leaf from yellow.
Not to close the Lord's abandonment, ben out of the yin village.
Inscription Xu Daoning painting
Eyes full of Yangtze River water, cang He County Mountain.
It has always been a thousand miles, and now it is in a window.
All the trees are late, and the lonely clouds are not returned.
There are good sentences in this, and the judgment is not related.
Send Zhang Digong to Nanjing
It is difficult to push and pull, and the monarch is self-pampered.
Shicheng Jian'anzi, named Dounan people.
In his later years, he is still a guest, and the micro-official is only for the body.
I have always been familiar with the book, and I am worthy of Zhang Patrol.
The shore is still small, and the forest is more windy.
Can withstand a few cold and heat, but also as a mountain and river.
The visitor hughed the phoenix and exchanged the book for a goose.
Meritorious name of the great locust country, the final white gull wave.
Four books in a row
In September, when it rains continuously, Xiao Xiao sends autumn steadily.
The dragon prince is tired, and the guest is overwhelmed.
Clouds and walls, bells and throat temple buildings.
Every year the feast of clothing, imprisoned in other states.
The wind bofang is lying down, and the cloud master is also less hungry.
Qi lianhe Hanrun, the sound to the bamboo pine high.
The old goose was still greedy, and the cold cicada did not call.
They are more familiar with each other, and their eyes are full of people.
Cold salary price, two eyes worried for days.
A lifelong Cane Akato, He was a 黑貂裘.
The black magpie was speechless, and the basil was satisfied with the autumn.
At the same time, different flavors, the world drama is leisurely.
White chrysanthemums give birth to new purple, and yellow turnips lose their old green.
They all contain the hatred of the years and the late night.
Dreams are even more chaotic, and more chaotic.
The cloud moved over Wu Yue, and it should be washed away.
Cold food in the middle of the road
The spring is still cold, and the food away from home is even colder.
Can provide for a few years, do not do sad and happy.
Thorn spp.
An official violates the Festival, and a hundred worries gather to enlist in the saddle.
Laid-back
Warm sun lavender willow, thick spring drunken begonia.
It is really delicious to let go, and it should be caused by the bitterness of the customs.
The eunuch laughs from the people, and the intercourse is hidden from himself.
The cloud moved steadily, and the swallow sat alone and burned incense.
Weng Gao postal elegy
Original note: Weng Yan is a Jianxing jian, a native of Jianzhou Chong'an. In the second year of Dengzhenghe, Xuanhe was a doctor of Taichang and died five years later in Gaoyou.
Ten thousand miles of meritorious road, three lives of Han Ink body.
Twilight copper tiger heavy, ukiyo stone sheep new.
Heaven and earth are proud of the people, and the mountains and rivers are weeping people.
Forty recitations of the air, but he did not know the People of Si.
Trial hospital book
Read the word peace carefully, and worry about the loss of age.
A curtain of rain is sparse, and the branches are faintly full of flowers.
Throwing old poems into addiction, through spring dreams to home.
Dazed for ten years, leaning on the staff to count the number of roosting crows.
chess
For a long time, there was no business, idle around Li Yuanqi.
When you look at each other and smile, you can't help but win each other.
Fortunately, if you have not met the hegemony, why not dedicate it.
Hailstorms on a sunny day, alarming the partition wall.
Nine days at home
Wind and rain Wujiang cold, cloud sky homeland credit.
Hold your head and exhale liquor, and look at the yellow flowers.
The guest dreamed of the grunt, and the side of the goose word was oblique.
Where will it be next year, the tall trees will not cry crows.
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