【Poetry Characters】
Zhu Ning || Onodo Shigeru (Series 1)
About the Author
Zhu Ning, Zi Jie Fan, with the name Asuka View, Han Xin Wei Yin, Sai No Ohnodo. He is a postdoctoral fellow and researcher at Peking University, who has translated eight academic works and thousands of poems and songs.
Junin Ohnodo Shigaku
Volume 1: Cold poems with the water of the Wushi River
Eight voices of Ganzhou and preamble to send my teacher Mr. Jiang Shuihan
Last year, Mr. Jiang Shuihan entrusted his daughter zikuitun to carry back a stack of letters from thirty years ago, saying: The eternal period is not far away, and I can't bear to lose it. Less than half a year later, on April 17, the public died unexpectedly. Yu can not exceed the epidemic situation for the North Qiao Xiang to send, only fu letter remote empty a sacrifice, sacrifice the lianyue: ask for benevolence, phi five lakes bright moon finally into the fairyland, only to see the blue water. On the Tao, it is true that hiding a famous mountain is a true Confucian, and sighs that this person has gone.
Yu Yu was poorly able to give poetry by his family, often suffering from the border and lacking famous teacher Hongru, and when he was weak, he held the 10,000-character Ruan poetry and poetry to seek advice from Mr. Jiang Shuihan, who was famous in the southern and northern xinjiangs, and read it until the twilight beat. Since then, he has been a teacher and a friend. Yu has written every time, and he does not taste it. In September, Yi Wei sent thirty-two poems of "Three Seas autumn xing", and the public joked: poetry, foot Xiong also! Or mixed with the Tang Album? Instructions: More than two thousand emperors have been in no less than a thousand hundred, who knows? Illiterate women and children can also chant the bright moonlight in front of the bed. Why should the snake be entrusted to the yellow-bearded rat-eyed unlearned generation. When hard work!
His public name is Yang Renzhi (杨任志), and xiangren (湘人也). Sexually broad and heroic, multi-benevolent chivalry. Less ambitious, angry to fight the western region, the desert, where a nail. He has accomplished poetry, literature and books, and has many novels and essay collections. The collection of essays "Miscellaneous Life" and hundreds of poems to be compiled, not to the end, so that the later into the lonely Forest Spring also has wengong da laoye.
In June, Ding Hai and his son Boyo returned to Xinjiang to stay at Mr. Wushi's house. Although there is WeChat from time to time, it is not seen with the public, and it has been fifteen years. Yu Chai felt that the past was ordinary, and wanted to look after the north of Hebei, and the Si people took care of it. Looking at Xizhou Road, dip a few degrees. He was given a long and short sentence for my master.
Scattered to the west, scattered in the spring of Kyushu. The snow of Chawan Peak blows, the frost of a thousand rivers is reflected, and the Si people are not seen. The palm of the hand has been in a dream, and it is like dust. Sigh the reincarnation, when the day follows.
He also went to Matsubara to ride horses, listen to the wild roar of white felt, and drink flowers. Flames of heaven and mountain snow, to illuminate the moon wheel. Hate the dust net, thousands of dreams. The sword is lost, and the water is not scaled. Cut sang yu, cut a hammer, and ask Yan Jin.
Above: Mr. Jiang Shuihan on the left
Nian Nu Jiao Prairie
In August, Gengyin twenty-nine Cema was stuffed on the grassland and hung the remains of Yuan Zhongdu. Xiong Tian's silhouette is like the desert of the Tianshan Mountains of youth, and it is Mr. Shui Han who sends the river to the river.
Recklessly running in the wilderness, the dust is rolling in, and the song is absolutely magnificent. Heterogeneous pale yellow and hun liuhe, old green who consults the present and ancient. Hang the moon carving bow, catch the wind wolf, and swallow the european captive. Bucket obliquely sucked, the sky was proud of the sand rain.
Fingering the Dragon Garden, fox flying dome Hao, defeat base spray red. Rolling mines hooves overturn the bones, and the clouds of the willows hang across the desert. Fire is fierce, knives are sharpened for eternity, and torches are swirling in a chaotic manner. Clear the atmosphere and throw wood towards the dew.
Yong Yu Le Xin Zheng Yue Dream Tianshan Send Jiang Shui Han Mr
Whoever drives the silver ant, knocks over the Big Dipper, and the long snow is noisy. The sky is longitudinal, the eight poles are swirling, and the silhouette is pressed for thousands of years. The height of the yao zheng, the peak of the forest wall, the ground closed 100,000 qi tigers. More clouds, swallowing wind vulture cave, the shepherd's electric whip is lifting.
The river hissed, the thunder roared the dogs, and the crowd was angry. Looking up at the bottom matter, the disc sculpture screamed and the nine lands marched on the fox rabbit. Purple dust, black gang, belt mountains and rivers annul. Ren Xiaoxiao left willow brush, Tianxin did not bear.
Queqiao Xian Xin Jiao October recalls Mr. Tianshan Shuihan
Dust swallows the tiger, frost flies left willow, here Zixiao is not. The remnant star exhausted the great flag wind, and grew old to the Lord of the White Sand. The affairs of the world, who comes and goes, just like the dream language of gui toad. But the pears and snow are like flowers, dancing with the shadows, and throwing away the pride.
Wild atmosphere cloud cloth, star luo wind array, submerged river and mountain relics. Saga flew across the country and took up two pots of frost rain. The shepherd whips, the BanHou returns to wei, and the grass blows countless folds. DJI plate swaggers flies, outside the stars, a camel to the west.
Picking mulberry and decaying chieftains in September remember Mr. Tianshan Jijiang Shuihan
Strong heart and easy to say the west pole. The wind is Xiao Xiao, the horse is Xiao Xiao. The spirit is overwhelming. Twenty years to reclaim the sea. The road is also winding, and the ridge is also steep. One autumn frost swept the greens.
Whoever swings the atmosphere, the ice is wet, and the grass is away. Old but green mountains twelve. Grape alfalfa wood garden barks. A thousand hedges in the frost moon, a thousand cups of wine in the cellar. Pan Ma is not too late to find Fang.
Gengzi Zhengyue steps rhymes with Mr. Jiang Shuihan's poem
Yao Ri Shuntian was one year old, and the dou star was like a mill looking at the drifting clouds.
Guitian Tao Ling timid landscape, ascending to Han Xiang to avoid the atmosphere of the world.
There are flaws in the heavens that are not old, but there is no hatred in the world, but there is much chaos.
Just in time for the Dao Dao to return the favor, he went to Longxi alone to look for Lao Jun.
Ding You sent Mr. Jiang Shuihan on October 18
Sweeping the rabbits in the mountains is like a peng soaring desert stone flying.
Mr. Xiangchu on the ice ridge, every Dipper drunk ride home.
Heart in The Heavenly Mountains (Eight Songs)
Don't be a tianshan for nineteen years. In April, Renchen gave this mr. Jiang Shuihan to reminisce about the past of the Zhongma Tianshan Drinking Vault.
(i)
The dust is endless, and the lonely tun falls into the wilderness.
Even the air has wings, and there is no boundary between the water and the wilderness.
Hiking across the desert clouds, shooting wolves with hooves and snow.
Strong hearts who share, silver man drunk thousands of coveted.
(ii)
Ancient Yellow Moraine Road, desert out of the slanting sun.
Ice seven stars thin, sand grinding lonely desert.
Frost forest relics practice, red electricity to pick up the reins.
Drinking ma Tian hebei, clouds and winds.
(iii)
Purple Mokui River North, Ice Peak Ruomu East.
The wild follows the clouds, and the autumn is infinite.
Shock the fox rabbit with electricity, flying frost to pull the tiger.
The sand swept in the moon black, and the willows were red.
(iv)
Tired horses thousand rivers twilight, dusk sand serene.
The stream snake meets the tail of the neon, and the cloud like sucks the autumn yin.
Asteracea is far away, and the green crab is deeply immersed.
Lingling Dabanyue, Wanlike's heart.
(5)
The morning sound turns over the green, and the carving wind breaks through the forest.
The river collects the clouds, and the broken wood continues to be remnants.
Absolutely indifferent to pegasus, felt drunk rain.
And listen to the moss outside, the white deer or come to look for.
(6)
The wild sand is wide, and the mountains are covered with smoke and pythons.
The wind wanders and the snow disperses, and the eagles swirl and the stars are dimmed.
Snake black reflects vine song, berry red throat ravine noise.
Fly with the five willow swallows, go to Twilight Cloud Tun.
(vii)
Lin Mane is impressive, and Wan Ling is driving.
Hayabusa cracks, and Kasumi opens the python.
The hanging antelope startled the snow shadow, and the singing stream hid the freshness.
The sunset clouds fell, and the wolf was alone.
(viii)
The river turned through a thousand ridges, and the valley sounded purple.
Rainbow flies are chaotic, and purple willows are trailing Shaohui.
The clouds tower over the snow lotus leopard, and the spring opens the grass.
The moon came to take pictures, and the frost was full of cicada clothes.
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Volume Down: Three Seas Autumn Xing
Gengzi September autumn sense eight songs
(i)
Tateshina went down to the study building with a bridge, and zhu Yu'ou in front of the Lingling Hall.
Absolutely Guangling sad bamboo, wounded father thin Hua Luo.
However, he was ashamed of Lian Yi's empty strategy, and even stopped Qingfeng from looking for rice.
Shi Ying Saga He Bi Le, go to the dog to protect the morning glory.
(ii)
Elm willow cold owl split leaf wind, suddenly dragon cave phoenix forest empty.
Swinging the three halls of wolf heads, he suddenly shot the Nine Heavenly Bull Fighting Bow.
However, after the Kunchi fish eggs are pure, they are competing for the poor of The Pavilion of Bitong.
Ancient and modern are one and the same, and the smoke of fishing is hidden.
(iii)
The frost sky is full of birds, and the bamboo is shaking and humiliating.
Dawn and now the five worlds of poverty, the summer and cold force the ancient to endure a thousand chapters.
Cook Xu is Shao Yi Yin, and he is the King of Yang.
Zhongyi Merlin was ashamed of nine feet, but Zeng Xingmu let go of the lonely light.
(iv)
Purple light hurriedly burned the grass, and stomped on the Weishan Class Chu Prisoner.
But the moon is full of corridors, and the temple court is full of hidden worries.
Dipped in the thirteen sutras of Haizi, creeping frost vine fifty autumn.
The swifts all dream of the drum, and the hu yin is still in the stone.
(5)
There is no autumn color with the crow thin, and the dream flies over the great Kyushu.
Swallow a thousand streams of the Lingxi River, and bring the head of the Dragon Sai Wanfeng.
XiaoMing cicada wings drive away the cold rhythm, and the dim li Han pond pulls sweat cattle.
Although Providence is high and difficult to ask, Ah Shi Xuan is five horses.
(6)
The phantom purple house is out of the dust realm, and the hongbi floating sky is five more.
Proud of the shore ren shu before and after the waves, the dawn of the star is finally ancient and modern.
The white stone half of the corridor rained, away from the angry cicadas in the night.
The eaves of the temple are low and the clouds are committed, and the rat sacrifice is hidden.
(vii)
Angry Zhang Snorted over The West Ridge, and sent the afterglow through the ancients,
Breaking the snow and flying in the sky to think of Fengmu, resisting the line of quitting jane on Yi Yan.
The lake has not yet entered the Zen, and the hanging wings can finally cover the bamboo pass.
It is already a long time in October, and several times I have lost the Autumn Mountain.
(viii)
The side walls are like iron hoop dragon qi, and the hegemonic industry is sinking and sinking.
Autumn bones beckon wild colors by heart, and the remains of tang are envious of red.
Miasma lan wanted to attack Qionghua Island, and Zhilu had hidden the stone bushes of the lake.
Holding Jian floated through Hanbei, Qingxing even geese passed through Yingdong.
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