There is such a story recorded in the Song people's notes "Blowing Sword Continuation":
Su Shi asked his entourage: How do my words compare to Liu Yong?
The entourage said: Liu Yong's words are only suitable for seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls, playing a red tooth board, singing "Yang Liu'an, Xiaofeng Wanyue"; And your words, bachelor, must be a Kansai man, iron plate copper pipa, singing "Dajiangdong Go".
A small story that realistically describes the difference between the graceful and the extravagant.
Life is generous, we need to be bold in poetry; Children are long, and life also needs euphemisms.
The most graceful poems in China, only serve these ten!
Beautiful and sad, I am waiting for you
"Looking at the South of the River, Freshen Up"
Don Wen Tingyun
Freshen up, leaning on the river tower alone.
Thousands of sails are not, and the slanting veins are long.
Intestine broken white apple.
It's a beautiful and sad picture. After the woman finished grooming, sorted out her makeup, sat on the river tower, looked at the boats coming and going, a day passed, and there was no return, only the remnant sun was accompanied.
In 25 words, the feelings go from full of anticipation to helpless disappointment, which is heartbreaking.
Although time passes, you are still the warm sun I am waiting for in spring.
When I dream back at midnight, I am awakened by distant thoughts
"Breaking the Huanxi Sha, Hanlian Incense Selling Green Leaves"
Five generations of Li Jing
The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves.
is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.
The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold.
How many teardrops are so hateful, leaning on the diaphragm.
Li Jing only left four works in his life, but it has been passed down through the ages because of the sentence "Xiaolou blows through the Yusheng cold".
It was an autumn day, and the lotus flowers in the pond had decayed, and people were haggard, and they couldn't bear to see this bleak scene. The person who misses is still outside the plug, standing on the wind and rain on the tall building, blowing the song to the end, because of the long blowing and condensation, sheng cold and swallowing.
How bitter it is to miss it, perhaps, only those who have experienced it can understand it!
Unspeakable pain, not only love, but also life
"Seeing Joy, Going to the West Building Alone Without a Word"
Five generations of Li Yu
Alone in the west building without a word, the moon is like a hook.
Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu.
Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful.
Don't just have a general taste in mind.
Who said that euphemistic words can only write about love, in Li Yu's pen, the euphemistic and subtle words are full of the heartache of leaving his hometown and going to the country.
He was silent, lonely and lonely on a pavilion, a hook of cold moon in the sky, and the sycamore stood lonely in the courtyard. The familiarity that lingered in my heart for a long time, and the lingering pain was the mood of a king who had died.
If you've been through the pain, you'll be able to understand my crying tonight.
Sadness and parting, in Liu Yong's pen, poignant and moving
"Yulin Bell, Cold Cicada Poignant"
Song Yoo Yong
The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.
The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.
Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.
Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.
Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival!
Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.
This past year should be a good day and a good time.
Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?
Liu Yong is leaving the capital, and he will say goodbye to his confidante and insect mother.
Maybe the heavens also sympathized with them, and it rained in the sky, and the farewell was even more inseparable. The rain fell on my face, and I don't know if it was tears or rain.
What to do, how will I spend my days without you. But even if it was cone, Liu Yong had to go. Perhaps, you can only bury this love in your heart and become an eternal memory.
I didn't know how bleak parting was to be, I didn't know how strong it was to say goodbye.
We are always full of sadness about the passage of time
"Huanxi Sha, a New Song and a Cup of Wine"
Song Yanshu
A new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion.
When does the sun set?
Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned.
The small garden incense path wanders alone.
Mr. Ye Jiaying said: (Yan Shuci) touched a kind of philosophical thinking about the whole life of the reader.
This song "Huanxi Sha" is like this. The lyricist uses light language to express the sadness that time is fleeting and difficult to recover.
In the world, there is nothing more regrettable than time.
In the graceful and bleak artistic conception, there is not only love, but also the back of a person walking alone
"Full Court Fang, Mountains and Clouds"
Song Qin Guan
The mountains are wiped with slight clouds, the sky is even declining grass, and the sound of painting horns is broken.
Suspend the conquest and talk about the total detachment.
How many old things in Penglai, looking back on them empty, there is a lot of smoke.
Outside the sunset, jackdaws are ten thousand points, and flowing water surrounds the lonely village.
At this time, the sachet is secretly dissolved, and the belt is lightly divided.
Won the name, and the Qinglou Bo survived.
When will you see you here? On the sleeves, there are empty cry marks.
At the injured place, Gao Cheng was cut off, and the lights were already dusk.
Because of the sentence "Mountains wipe micro clouds", Qin Guan left a history of nouns, and his teacher Su Shi also appreciated this sentence very much, calling him "Mountain Wipe Weiyun Jun".
The surface of the whole word writes lingering farewell, and the real life experience of wandering, under the pen of Qin Guan, he drifts his life experience into a kind of extremely beautiful realm, and the language is exquisite, which is amazing.
It's never just love.
All the beautiful scenery that can't be returned is a good time that is unique in the world.
"Heavenly Fairy, Water Tune Counts and Listens to Wine"
Song Zhangxian
At that time, he was a little girl of Jiahe, and he slept with illness and did not go to the government meeting.
The water tone listened to the wine a few times, and I woke up drunk in the afternoon and woke up sad.
When will I send Chunchun back?
The evening mirror, the sad scene, the later period of the past empty memory province.
On the sand and on the pond, the clouds break through the moon and the flowers make shadows.
Heavy curtains cover the lights,
The wind is uncertain, the people are quiet at the beginning, and the sunset should be full of red tomorrow.
Zhang Xian is an important figure in the Wanyue School, and he is a hero who cannot be ignored in the transition process of making words from small orders to slow words.
A song "Heavenly Fairy" made Zhang Xian famous in the Northern Song Dynasty.
rejected the invitation to the banquet, and the lyricist listened to the music alone at home, lamenting that life was in a hurry and would never come again. The whole word writes a feeling of self-pity and self-pity and loneliness in a particularly melancholy and moving way, but on the surface, it seems to be implicit but not revealed, which is really a very graceful thing.
All the beautiful scenery that can't be returned is a good time that is unique in the world.
How much youth is paid to wait
"A Cut of Plum and Red Lotus Fragrance Remnant Jade in Autumn"
Song Li Qingzhao
The red lotus fragrance remnants of jade in autumn, lightly dissolve Luo Shang, and go on the Lanzhou alone.
Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.
Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.
Soon after Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng got married, Zhao Mingcheng traveled far away, and Li Qingzhao, who lived alone at home, missed her husband, so she had this song "One Cut Plum".
The whole word is not decorated, clear as words, with women's unique deep emotions, not at all unconventional expression, showing a graceful beauty, fresh style, beautiful artistic conception, can be called a delicate and exquisite work.
Acacia is always the most touching existence in euphemism.
In Zhou Bangyan's grace, silence is better than sound here
"Youth Tour: Swords Like Water"
Song Zhou Bangyan
And the knife is like water, Wu Yan wins the snow, and the slender hand breaks the new orange.
At the beginning of the temperature, the beast smoke continued, and the relative sitting was in tune.
Whisper and ask: To whom do you stay? There have been three shifts in the city.
The horse is slippery and the frost is thick, it is better to take a break, it is a few people!
The feelings between men and women written in the words are lingering, just right, and not a little vulgar; and can speak with new meanings. The mood of the characters, the subtlety of psychological activities, the portrayal of the characters and the description of the details of life are very delicate and realistic.
The twists and turns of the whole word depict the psychological state of the characters in detail, showing the mood of love for each other, which has been praised by later generations of lyricists.
What is Love? The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like a water lotus flower that is not shy.
The purity of the plum blossoms of that tree messes up whose floating life
Dark Incense: Old Moonlight
Song Jiang Kui
In the winter of Xinhai, the rest of the snow is in the stone lake. Stop the month, give a simple sentence, and recruit a new voice, make these two songs, Shihu plays endlessly, so that the prostitutes are subordinate to it, the syllables are harmonious, and the name is called "Dark Fragrance" and "Sparse Shadow".
In the old days, the moonlight, how many times to shine on me, playing the flute on the plum side? Evoke the jade people, regardless of the cold and climbing. He Xun is getting old now, and he has forgotten the spring breeze pen. But it's strange that the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao seat.
Jiangguo is lonely, sighing and sending to the road, and the snow is accumulating at night. Cuizun is easy to cry, and the red calyx is speechless. Changji once joined hands, thousands of trees pressed, and the West Lake was cold and blue. When will you see it all in pieces?
This is a swan song of Yongmei, the lyricist borrows the plum blossoms of Shihu Lake, thinking about the present.
While writing plum blossoms in the whole word, the sentences are also writing people. Fresh and refined, not confined to the thing itself, there is love in the scene, there is a scene in the love, and the aftertaste is long.
Tonight, I am in the place where the plum blossoms are in full bloom, thinking about our past.
Euphemistic words, like a Jiangnan song, use the softest tones to stir up ripples in your heart.