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The twenty poems in the "Song Dynasty" Yuwen Xuan are worth reading

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Yuwen Xuzhong (1079-1146), originally known as Yuwen Huangzhong, was given the name "Imaginary Zhong" by Emperor Huizong of Song. Zi Shutong, longxi resident, longxi old man, Chengdu Guangdu (now Shuangliu, Sichuan) people, the two Song Dynasty minister, poet.

In the third year of Daguan (1109), he entered the priesthood and the first, and successively served as a living quartersman, a revisionist of the history of the country, and a zhongshu sheren. During the Jing Dynasty, he was responsible for negotiating peace with the Jin people and was promoted to the Privy Council of Letters, but was deposed a few days later because of political struggles. After the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty, the imperial court pursued his participation in the peace talks and demotion to Shaozhou (韶州, in modern Shaoguan, Guangdong). In the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty, he went to the Jin Kingdom as an envoy, and after being detained, he left the Jin Kingdom, and the official zhi Tejin and the Libu Shangshu were successively enfeoffed as the Duke of Jiyang and the Founding Duke of Hanoi County. In the sixth year of the Jin Dynasty (1146), he was exterminated on suspicion of rebellion. After Emperor Xiaozong of Song ascended the throne, he posthumously gave Kaifu Yi Tongsansi the title of "Su Yu", and Emperor Ningzong of Song gave Shaobao the surname of Zhao.

Yuwen Xuanzhonggong poetry, in the Jin Kingdom and Wu Ji equally famous. The "History of Jin" and the "History of Song" both claim that he has a collection of essays and is a collection of essays. There are more than 50 extant poems, which are included in the "Zhongzhou Collection" and "Quanjin Poems"; the words are included in Tang Guizhang's "Quanjin Yuanzi".

The twenty poems in the "Song Dynasty" Yuwen Xuan are worth reading

【Four-Preface Palindromic Twelve Songs· Part 1】

The short grass is covered with green, and the residual red shines on the snow.

Warm and light also brocade, cold and timid.

【Han Tang】

The cave is blown by yanqing, and the court is removed from the storage of green yin.

Do not follow the wind and the moon, willing to be invaded by snow and frost.

Run into the pearl spring refreshing, the sound of the jade tent deep.

The master stayed victorious and was cold at this age.

【Passing through the Yongguan Pass】

Rushing cliffs are demolished from the sky, and the suspension is cleared.

The road back through the stone thin, cliff cracks and vines fight.

The flowers have flowed from the south, and the people are now going north.

All the knots are over, and they are ashamed to run for their lives.

【Anding Road】

The sun is dusty and the wind is dark.

Cattle and sheep fight over the pass, birds and finches gather in the empty village.

Crippled wounded in service, Guanghua mistook the Lord's grace.

It is not too late to be seen, and the fu qi is still there.

【Mid-Autumn Festival Wine】

Tonight the family month, the feast illuminates the Qi Building.

That knows the lonely visitor, alone with the sorrow of the hometown.

When grateful, it is difficult to meet, and the praise is endless.

It should be divided into thousands of wines to wash away the worries of the century.

【Late Stay Yaowuguan】

Mountains and smoke clouds, streams and ice and snow streams.

The cold branches cry and bow, and the chamber gathers and snorts.

On this day, when the mourning is troubled, when is the mourning and resting.

Shang Wei is good at fighting for the seat, and there is no return to the old song.

【And Takako Wen Qiuxing 2nd Song · 2nd】

Shake the mountain city twilight, perched late guest house quiet.

Aoi decline before the day of rain, Ju lao foreign country autumn.

Confident in the number of floating and sinking, still with hope and sorrow.

The Shu River returns to the shore, and the mighty spring gulls are chased.

The twenty poems in the "Song Dynasty" Yuwen Xuan are worth reading

【Kasuga】

The spring in the north is late, and the trade winds are still cold in March.

Recalling this season in Eastern Wu, the Manjiang Yalu Lane is red.

【Library Books】

The rain is steaming like a river, and the rain is particularly cool after the west wind.

There are still garden flowers to hate, but there is no respect for wine to comfort the fragrance.

【Suburban Residence】

Mangyu pine crown field suit, tea bell medicine stove quiet busy.

With the wind and the ripples, the rain flowers are even fragrant.

Stop the eaves to look for sentences, and wear a shawl through the tree to chase the cool at night.

Basil seems to want to be desolate, lazy who knows longer.

【Also discarded】

Yan Shan's head was white when he returned, and he was still a guest among the laughing guests.

The joys and sorrows of this life are unpredictable, and the situation is more than half a hundred years old.

The old man was shocked that I was still crazy about wine, and stored spring colors for the washing of bottles.

The wine-drunkard scattered in the courtyard and listened quietly to the flow of the clear canal.

【Three Songs in the Middle of the Book, Part II】

The night is full of frost, and sometimes I dream of going back to my hometown.

It is rumored that the West River Pavilion has been built, and it is promised that it can fatten the North Sea sheep.

Looking back at the two dynasties, the grass is reckless, and the heart is absolutely unstoppable.

Life is a dead and idle thing, and the cracks in the chest are not forgotten.

【In Kim Il-sak・Part 1】

Full of poetry books are ancient and modern, and it is easy to be sad after years.

Nanguan is imprisoned all day long, when will the northern geese arrive in Shanglin?

Open the mouth to destroy the decadence of the air to hug the park, shoulder to shoulder to run still waist gold.

Where is the Sword of Mo Evil now? Don't kill the evil hate the deepest!

【Tiping Liao Monument】

The Ten Zhangs Monument is leaning on the air, and the wind and clouds still remember the Liaodong.

A hundred years of meritorious service to the Qin Emperor, a generation of articles too Shi Gong.

After the autumn rain, the moss seals the back of the ao in the sunset.

Pedestrians immediately felt sorry for themselves, and the people left the Forbidden City.

The twenty poems in the "Song Dynasty" Yuwen Xuan are worth reading

【WashiJi Guxuan】

The shelves are piled up, and there is nothing left in front of you.

Avoiding the hustle and bustle of asking for the neighbor's blessing, the friend first sought the book of the last world.

Kigu does not need to worry about the short, and talks with the waves to restore the boat.

Don't deceive the literary room to accommodate knees, Liuhe Shenyou has a japanese car.

【Self-unitary year book】

The next year when I went to the country, the public and private were useless.

At that time, the discussion could not be fixed, and today's poverty is not enough.

Life and death have been determined from previous lives, and are left behind to be passed on to future generations.

Gu Chen did not hate Shen Xiang and hoped that Sanhan would have another day.

【Three Songs of the Angels of Upper Ulin· Part III】

At that time, the first two dynasties were happy, and I once saw the blood in front of the army.

Originally for ten thousand years of shade, that knows a day of cold.

The sheep have been sacrificed as captives, and the fish leaks the end of the net.

Fortunately, the deceased knew the background, and the subordinates were tested to dare to seek safety.

【Dark Night Cry】

Ruqin Mo made a return to Fengming, and Ruqu Mo cut the white crane grievance.

The pearl is broken and hung high in the city, and there are people who cry on it.

In the hall, there are red flowers in the wax torch, and there are seven incense cars in front of the door.

Boshan night long incense embers cold, leisurely swinging son to stay at home.

The concubine machine still has a few shuttles, and the weaving hatred and communication have not yet endured.

Chengwu cried for me, knowing that Shan Qi was in tears.

【Spring Festival, Li Chun】

Takahata rainbow pile of gold wisps, double swallows dance. The world must know where spring comes from. Sky geese, riverside trees.

Who is the lord of the warblers of the homeland? Thoughts of haggard, a few years of bondage. Toast the wine to the east wind and blow the people back.

【Nian Nu Jiao Shu Mei XiuMu】

Eyebrows furrowed. It seems that it is still, Xuanhe makeup. Flying steps are beautiful and delicate, and the world knows extraordinary. Zong Ji of the Song Dynasty, the younger daughter of the King of Qin, was married to the Qin Ci clan. The fight is huge, and things are turned upside down with the heavens and the earth.

A smile meets each other, persuades people to drink, and swirls and blows bamboo. Wandering to the end of the world is a guest, why should they be familiar with each other. HuangHua in the old days, now haggard, paid with the cup of pickles. Rise and fall Hugh asked, for the sake of Yi and the ship jade.

The twenty poems in the "Song Dynasty" Yuwen Xuan are worth reading

Note: The picture is Chen Shaomei's landscape painting

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