Chu Guangxi (c. 706–763), a native of Yanling, Runzhou (present-day Jintan, Jiangsu), was originally from Yanzhou. Tang Dynasty official, poet.
In the fourteenth year of the Kaiyuan Dynasty (726), he was appointed a lieutenant of Feng Yi County, and a county lieutenant of Shuishui, Anxuan, and Xiayi. Frustrated by his career, he lived in seclusion in Zhongnan Mountain. Later, he was reinstated as Taizhu and was appointed as the inspector of imperial history. During the Anshi Rebellion, the rebels captured Chang'an, were captured, and forced to take up a false post. Chaoping, returning to the imperial court to plead guilty, was imprisoned, and later degraded to Lingnan. Most of the Jiangnan Chu clan are descendants of the Duke of Guangxi, and are honored as "the ancestors of the Jiangnan Chu clan".
Chu Guangxi is one of the representative poets of the Pastoral Landscape Poetry School. His poems are vivid and natural, super-elegant and far-reaching, and far-reaching and profound. It is quite similar to Meng Haoran and Wang Wei. There are seventy volumes of anthologies, which have been scattered. The Ming Dynasty has the "Chu Guang Xi Collection", and the Quan Tang Poetry is compiled into 4 volumes.
【Gangnam Song Four Songs· Part 3】
At dusk in the Yangtze River, we are invited to return to the head of the river.
Falling flowers, as intended, come and go one by one.
【Guan Shan Yue】
A goose passed through the camp, and the frost covered the ancient city.
Where the beard is, the sound of the side starts in the middle of the night.
【Fishing Bay】
Fishing in Green Bay spring, deep spring apricot blossom chaos.
The pond is clear and the water is shallow, and the lotus is moving and the fish are scattered.
Sunset waiting for lovers, WeiZhou green poplar shore.
【Miscellaneous Five Songs, Shi Zi Pine】
Panshi bluestone under, pine in panshi.
There is no color in winter and spring, and there is a breeze in the twilight.
Five hyenas who picked, the old two children of the West Mountain.
【Miscellaneous Five Songs・ Pond Crane】
Maizuru is by the pool, and the water is clear and feathery.
Standing like snow on the shore, flying like a pond spring.
Although Jiang Hai's words are broad, they are not as good as before a gentleman.
【Five Songs of Shuhua Qing Palace· Part III】
Once upon a time in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the twelfth floor of the Five Cities.
Now I am in the Shenquan Palace, alone in Lishan Mountain.
The crowd tends to move smoothly, and the hundreds of people swim with the sky.
【Wing Shan Spring】
There is water in the mountains, and the loan is unknown.
The ground is the sky, and the sound of rain is heard in the air.
Turn to the deep stream full, and divide the small pond flat.
No one sees him, and he is old and self-purifying.
【Title Lu ShanRen Building】
Twilight is mixed with the first goose, and the night is early autumn.
Seeing the moon in the sea alone, Zhaojun Chi went upstairs.
The mountains and clouds are high, and the heavens are flowing into the clouds.
Do not hesitate to go to the light, it is like a thousand miles to travel.
【Cold Night River Mouth Boat】
The cold wave letter has not yet risen, and the Yamaura cable is a lonely boat.
A night of bitter wind and waves, naturally increase the sorrow.
Wushan Chi Haiyue, Chu Fire shines on the river.
Whoever wants to have a voice, who can ask for it in a foreign land.
【Jingkou Farewell Wang Siyi】
Maple forest on the river in autumn, river in autumn.
In the early morning, the autumn is still in the same boat.
The falling tide washes the fish pool, and the lotus pillow is poured into the post building.
Next year, the chrysanthemums are ripe, and Luodong pansys.
【Fanmao Mountain East Stream】
Early in the morning, climb xianfeng, the peak is far away.
The first scene of Jianghai Ji, grass and trees contain new colors.
And I ren Tianhe, at this time to talk about the breath.
Looking at the white clouds in the countryside, on the side of the Qingxi River.
Pine cypress is born deep in the mountains, and has no intention of self-chastity.
【Five Songs of Maoshan Tour】
Mingyue ZhengXianshi, Qing capital visited the Taoist book.
The mountain gate enters the pine cypress, and the sky road is empty.
Antarctica sees the morning harvest, and the west pond smells night fishing.
Distant heart still cloudy, the wave out of the forest residence.
For oneself to exist in reality, forget the form and assimilation of the beginning.
This trip is already good, and it is not happy to return.
【Kojaku noda】
Sighing at the wild field sparrow, I don't know the body micro.
Idle through the deep artemisia, scramble for food and fly.
Poor old and decadent, jujube mulberry trees are rare.
No dates are edible, no mulberries are clothed.
Depression is empty, and the time comes and goes.
The oblique road is not fast, and Nagisa is not fat.
The water is long and bad, and compassion is against the heart.
【Ten Songs by Chance with King ThirteenThought· Part II】
The north mountain is planted with pine cypress, and the southern mountain is planted with tribulus terrestris.
Although the access is the same fun, the direction is appropriate.
Kong Qiu Gui Ren Yi, Lao Clan good and inaction.
If my heart is empty, this Word will be given.
Temporarily pass through the Yi Que interval, three volts in the evening.
The high pavilion is in the clouds, and the hibiscus is full of clear pools.
To be out of my room, but also look at the South Mountain.
【Tian Jia Zaxing Eight Songs · Part II】
The multitudes are ashamed of their poverty and inferiority, and they are still anointed.
I am full of love, and I am happy to fish.
Yamazawa was obscure and returned home to live temporarily.
The garden is full of sunflower weeds, and the mulberry elm trees around the house.
Birds and finches know that I am idle, and Xiang Ji is in my house.
Wish in the excellent tour, the state and county do not call each other.
Day and Nanshan old, WuRan poured a pot.
【Shepherd's Word】
It is not said that the pastoral field is far away, and the pastoral is deep.
The cows that are thought of are tamed, and the shepherd's heart is not disturbed.
The round knuckle covers my head, and the long stalk covers my placket.
Fang will be worried about the summer and rain, but also afraid of cold and shade.
The big bull hides in the saka, and the calf wears the near forest.
The same kind of encouragement, touching things into chants.
Take pleasure between the two, rather ask the sound and tone.
【Father Words】
The north of the mountain is full of decaying wood, and the south of the mountain has many dead branches.
Dead branches are used for salary, and the chamber is privately known.
He looked for the axe and looked at the twilight song.
First the snow hides the grass, and greets the Womouz.
The sun is clear, and the trees are exposed.
Climb the danger all year round, no longer worry about safety.
Ripples and wandering, do not know right and wrong.
【Tian family affair】
The day of the pu leaves has grown, and the days of apricot blossoms have grown.
The old farmer wants to see this, and it is not against the heavens.
Raise the rice cattle in the morning and cultivate the East Ridge with both drivers.
Earthworms came out of the soil, and Tian Wu flew with me.
The crowd pecked wildly, screaming like hunger.
My heart is full of compassion and sorrow.
Dial food and Tian Wu, the sunset basket returns.
Relatives are more sympathetic, and my heart will never move.
【The First Of the Two Ancient Songs】
Climb the cool breeze platform in the morning and walk the Handan Road at dusk.
The spirit of He He Lie, the four wilds without grass.
The army gathered in the north and the heavenly son lived in the west.
Women serve the county, Ding men affairs conquest.
The old and the young are separated from each other, and they cry without fainting.
The crops were destroyed, and Kawazawa withered.
Kuang Zhao is far away from this worry, meditating on the mountain Hao.
【Guan Fanyang prisoner】
North River Star Meteorite, Ghost Fang Badger Lin Hu.
The group of teachers danced bows and arrows, and the electric hair returned to Yan Xu.
Emperor Xuanyuanjun, Zanzangao Tao mo.
Fang Sizhuang's army was solid, and he delivered prisoners from near and far.
The carriages and horses trampled into a deep canal.
The shepherd crosses the camel and corrects the camel.
The fierce wind sends cold, and the clouds and snow mist the sky.
The grass and trees are the same color, who can distinguish between glory and dryness.
Four-pronged Yuanrong, a hundred gold rewards for bravery.
Dabang Wugong Lord, Gu and Yan Huangshu.
Note: The picture is a landscape painting by Ying Yeping