Yan Shu (991-1055), named Tongshu, was a famous lyricist, poet, and essayist. He was of Han nationality and was a native of Linchuan City, Fuzhou Prefecture in the Northern Song Dynasty (now a native of Shahe, Wengang Town, Jinxian County, Jiangxi Province). The first prime minister from Fuzhou. Yan Shu and his seventh son Yan Jidao (1037-1110) were known as Dayan and Xiaoyan in the poetry circles of the Northern Song Dynasty at that time. At the age of fourteen, he entered the examination as a child prodigy, was granted a Jinshi background, and was appointed secretary of the provincial government. He moved to Taichang Temple, Fengli Lang, Guanglu Temple Cheng, Shangshu Hubu Yuan Wailang, Prince Sheren, Hanlin Bachelor, and Zuo Shuzi. Renzong ascended the throne. He moved to the right to admonish the officials and was also a bachelor's student, Jia Ji Shizhong, a minister of the Ministry of Rites, and paid homage to Zuo Cheng, the privy envoy and political advisor. The scholar of Guanwen Hall knew the Yongxing Army and the Ministry of War, and was granted the title of Duke of Linzi. His posthumous title was Yuanxian, and he was known as Yan Yuanxian in the world. Yan Shu held important positions successively, and also promoted young talents, such as Fan Zhongyan, Han Qi, Ouyang Xiu, etc., who all came out of his career.

Yan Shu's famous sayings:

There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return as if they have known each other before.

After saying goodbye, when the moon is full. The letter was delayed. I think about it in my heart, but there is no basis for saying it, it’s just lovesickness.

After the people dispersed, the moon was bright. The night is cold. Xie Niang lies down in sorrow, while Pan Ling sleeps leisurely, with endless thoughts.

The running water is fresh and the sky is long. The road is vast. Judgment based on high vision. When the swan geese come, there is no limit to thinking.

The eyebrows are thin and the waist is light. The makeup is done. The fragrance of spring is like the wind in March, and it is connected with human feelings.

At this moment, the brothel faces the main road. The place of rendezvous and the amount of love. Don't cherish the pearl and the hundred qi, occupying the long years and the short years.

Beauty and talent convey good news. Don't hate it when the bright moon hurts the breeze. I don’t know where I have a close friend. I have endless love for this.

The maid in red shirt pours wine frequently. Turtle and Crane Immortal came to offer his birthday. The joy and joy are new every time, and the green temples and beautiful face look as old as ever.

After the death of Jinghong, there will be hatred of separation. The long red sun makes me sleepy because of the wine, I don’t know where my heart is, and I can’t express my words with tears in my eyes.

The jade hook lantern is at the foot of the fragrant steps. I don't know how late the sun is when I'm drunk. At that time, I was a flower appreciator, but now I don’t have half of them.

Who can drink a glass of wine? The past is brought back to life. It is better to take pity on the person in front of you and avoid having to worry about your soul and dreams.

I advise you not to wear gold clothes. He looked at the flowers and drank them forcefully. After the Ming Dynasty, he became increasingly independent. When you cherish your beauty.

Rejoice in the past, sing and drink together, infinite in your heart. More importantly, I can recall the beautiful face with Zhu Kan. Broken intestines and a branch of red.

Before the frost and under the moon, the slanting red and light stamens are bright and want to rejuvenate. Don't divide the calyx easily. Give it to your loved one.

The building is high and the eyes are broken, the sky is far away and the clouds are dark, and I can only look haggard. Reciting the red candle of Orchid Hall, my heart is long but the flame is short, and I cry to others.

The face is light and the eyebrows are green. I want to dance, the hairpin shakes. May everyone wish you all the best. For longevity.

Zhu Xianqiao. Few close friends. If God has feelings, he should grow old. I advise you to take a look at the opportunity to gain fame. The dreams of the past and present are vast.

The golden stove is warm. The dragon fragrance is far away. ***May Yao live forever. At the end of the song, I stopped to undress my clothes, leaving the colorful clouds flying.

The lotus is about to bloom with golden lotus seeds, and its red clothes are half fallen. Light late rain. When the time comes, Liang Suyan returns.

The beautiful lady has new makeup in her painting pavilion, standing next to her. Try picking Chanjuan. Apply it to the center of your eyebrows to imitate the Cui Dian.

How many joys in life do you know, and drink from the golden cup. Guan Yanxian mourns. Slowly lead Xiao Niang back with her sleeves dancing.

Who knows how to tie the sun to the horizon and capture the spring breeze? Avoid making it red. Flying westward and eastward.

Note: A glass of wine before flowers. Take advantage of time. Don't talk in a hurry. In the dream, I feel heartbroken.

Dreaming about lovesickness, the sky is about to dawn. As before, candles are drawn on the silver screen, and the night is long and the years are twilight. What's the plan at this time? Let the mandarin duck fly away.

I urge you to drink green wine and a golden cup. Don't be bothered by the sound of the silk pipe. The rabbit is gone and the bird is flying, and life is full of twists and turns.

Chasing the past, cherishing the beautiful lips. Temporarily, keep Xingyun. Duan's own heart is in the eyes of others. Everywhere feels new.

Put the gold on the red threshold. I feel sad for a long time. What's more, old love and new hate block the heart period. Eyes filled with emptiness are lovesickness.

The clouds are flowing in the sky, and I want to go to the fragrant sleeves. Smoke rises from the furnace. In the sound of heartbreak. Gather all the moths and emeralds.

The dew drops are surrounded by colorful clouds. Who believes that there is a place for music and singing in the pot? Falling flowers outside the door disappear with the water. Mo Xizun was drunk before looking at each other.

Visit the flowers and leave the guests drunk. Reminiscent of last year. Marigold wine, jade furnace incense. Let his red sun grow long.

Baozheng tune, Luo sleeves are soft. Smash the sandalwood panels in the painting hall. You must be drunk and don't refuse. Life is full of separations.

Stop the sound of clouds and return to the snow sleeves. Occupying the break of Xiaoying and Chunliu. Just seeing him off, he frowned again. Who knows this?

As long as you are drunk and chanting, don’t hate. There is no need to rush back home day and night. Rain strips and tobacco leaves are a sign of favor.

Don’t say goodbye to marigold wine. When entering the court, you must be near the smoke of the jade furnace. I don’t know when the reunion will be.

It is a pity that outside the fragrant pearl foil, he sang a cappella in front of the jade statue. Make the star return to the ninth heaven.

After the loneliness of the cold snow has dispersed, the spring breeze is about to come. The small screen is idle with hanging curtains.

The idle dream soul is lonely in the dark, and I hate that there is no news and the curtains are drawn. Let’s shed tears to express lovesickness.

Turn your red face back to me, and give me your red sandalwood heart to whom.

If you have feelings, the wine glass must be deep.

A glass of fine wine is newly ripe, and several songs are worth listening to.

If you teach the Jingwei to fill the rivers, the water will be used up in time.

The mellowness of spring stays grows day by day, and thousands of products enter the drunken hometown without limit. Who said that the human world is a fairyland, and the sun is half setting in the water center tower.

The beauties of the two armies are as light as falcons, and the wires on the ends of hundred-foot poles are overturned.

What's the harm in climbing higher? I hate people who don't have Pengze to sing.

When time has passed all over the world, the beauty of spring will come to the world.

A clear song fills a bottle of wine, and we meet each other everywhere in life.

The vision is wide open and boundless, and the withered vines and ancient trees are floating in the dusk.

Reciting the red candle of Orchid Hall, my heart is long and the flame is short, and I shed tears to others.

Opposite us there is no emotion, separated by smoke and water, no one can say that we remember each other for a long time.

The setting sun on the pool covers the green trees, and there is a light drizzle in the pool. Wherever the water falls and the fallen flowers go, no one says anything, and the eastward flow never stops.

Don't look for tender lotus roots by thin strips, for fear of green thorns, or your hands will be hurt by your clothes. It's a pity that Xu, the moon is bright and the wind is good, just after people return.

The colorful paper is long and the brocade book is thin. Whoever believes in it, it’s hard to express love. It's a pity that there are good times, beautiful scenery, and a place of joy. Just haggard out of thin air.

There is no such thing as morning clouds gathering and dispersing. How many can we see each other at a hundred years old? If you don't come here, you won't be in love with me, and I will think about it thousands of times.

When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

Lantang left the wine for the guests, facing away from the banquet, standing in sight, the sound and dust were separated by thousands of miles, and everyone remembered each other.

The running water is light, the sky is long, and the road is vast. Judging by high eyes, when the swan geese come, you can think endlessly.

The painting pavilion is lost, the tall buildings are broken, and the setting sun only sends the waves far away. Endless sorrow is the sorrow of separation, and I have thought about it all over the world.

Wen Qin Jie Pei, the immortal couple, can't keep the Luo Yi after breaking it off. I advise you not to be a sober person, there should be many among the drunken flowers.

The people in the wine garden are scattered and worried, and the leisure steps are leaning against the sycamore trees. I remember last year on this day, the yellow leaves were blowing from the west.

I advise you to drink green wine and gold cups, and don’t be too dissatisfied with the sound of silk pipes. The rabbit is gone and the bird is flying, and life is full of twists and turns.

The setting sun leans against the west tower alone, and the distant mountains are just opposite the curtain hook. The human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward.

The good moon turns into a lonely pillow dream, the wine bottle is empty and my eyebrows are sad, and my mood is regretful at this time.

The temples are about to welcome the full moon, wine red is beginning to appear on the face, and the sun is setting in the west in a spring dream.

For a moment, a good wind blows through the green curtain, and a few sparse raindrops round the lotus leaves, which makes people sober and full of sorrow.

There are hundreds of feet of red towers to lean on, and the thin rain and thick clouds cover people's faces. The news is unknown sooner or later, and the setting sun only sends waves far away.

The flowering period after the winter is approaching, and the cold plum blossoms have already made the east wind signal.

The curtain is slightly cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.

There was a strong west wind in the Wutong tree last night, and the light moon was dim and bright. Good dreams are often frightening, where is the sound of flying geese from a high building?

If there is a close friend who appreciates it, he will sing "Yangchun" without hesitation.

The mountains and rivers in our eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the people in front of us.

The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and its slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn.

When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.

Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, you will know where the mountains are and the rivers are vast.

The mountains and rivers in our eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the people in front of us.

The moon is melting in the pear flower courtyard, and the catkins pond is lightly blown by the wind. Excerpts from the classic sayings of the famous poet Liu Yong in the Northern Song Dynasty

Liu Yong (circa 987-1053), a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty and a representative of the graceful school. Han nationality, from Chong'an (now Wuyishan, Fujian), originally named Sanbian, with the courtesy name Jingzhuang, and later changed his name to Yong, with the courtesy name Qiqing. He ranked seventh, also known as Liu Qi. He was a Jinshi in the Renzong Dynasty of Song Dynasty, and became a tuntian Yuanwailang. In his old life, he was called Liu tuntian. He claimed that he was ordered to write lyrics by Liu Sanbian, and he devoted his whole life to writing lyrics, and he prided himself on being the prime minister in white clothes. Most of his poems describe the city scenery and the life of singing girls, and are especially good at expressing the feelings of traveling and servitude. Among them, there are many slow poems, which are descriptive and descriptive, blending scenes, popular language, and melodious. They were widely circulated at that time. Everywhere, everyone can sing Liu Ci. As one of the most representative figures of the Wanyue School, Liu Yong had a significant influence on the development of Song poetry. His representative works include "Yulin Ling", "Ba Sheng Ganzhou", "Feng Qi Wu", etc. There are a large number of existing poems.

Liu Yong's famous sayings:

Tailoring is done with all the spring work, lightly dipped in the morning glow of thousands of pistils.

I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the dimness of my hometown, and it’s hard to let go of my thoughts.

The natural moat is the key point of national defense, and it is this pass that dominates the world.

Lan Zhou is reminded of the nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, Jing was speechless and choked.

Youth is the same. Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine and sang in a low voice.

I secretly think about how many happy and joyful gatherings there were at the beginning; little did I know that the difficult time of gathering and separation would turn into rain, hatred and clouds of sorrow. Impeded pursuit of travel, no mountain climbing and water, aroused a lifetime of worries, a gloomy, forever speechless, but went downstairs.

The sea is vast and the mountains are far away, and it is unknown where Xiaoxiang is.

Thin quilt and small pillow weather. The feeling of separation. After a few colder nights, I still fall asleep again after I wake up. After all, without sleep, a night lasts like a year. I also planned to wait, but returned to collect the bridle. They fought for Nai again, and the plan has been made. Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only to be lonely and bored. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears.

To the Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkled on the river sky, to cleanse the autumn. The frost is getting colder, the wind is getting colder, the Guanhe River is desolate, and the remaining light is shining on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. I can't bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the distance of my hometown. I can't bear to think about it. Sighing at the traces of the past years, why is it so hard to leave behind? Thinking of a beautiful woman, I look up at the building, I miss it a few times, and I know the boat is back in the sky. Try to understand me, leaning on the railing, feeling sad!

The lakes and mountains are stacked with Qingjia. There are osmanthus seeds in three autumns and lotus flowers in ten miles.

In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, it was speechless who would lean on the fence.

Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking at the spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy. In the lingering light of the grass-colored smoke, there is no word as to who would lean on the fence. I plan to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.

Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked.

The chilling cicadas are mournful, facing the pavilion at night, the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.

Since ancient times, parting has been sentimental and sad, and even more embarrassing, leaving the Qingqiu Festival in the cold.

The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them? A complete collection of excerpts of famous quotes from the poet Yan Shu's collection of poems

A complete collection of excerpts of famous sentences from the poet Yan Shu's collection of poems

1. Time only cares about urging people. I am old, I don't understand sentiments, I always hate leaving the pavilion, I can easily wake up with tears in my spring shirt and wine. In the Wutong trees, the west wind was strong last night, the light moon was hazy, and the dreams were frightening. Where was the sound of flying geese from the tall buildings? ——Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberries"

2. The mountains and rivers in the eyes are empty and distant, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to pity the people in front of you. ?——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

3. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality. One inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

4. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked at the end of the world. ?——Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

5. Time has always been limited, and it is easy to say goodbye and to be ecstatic. Wine feasts and songs are indispensable. The mountains and rivers in our eyes are far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain are even more damaging to spring. It is better to take pity on the person in front of you. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

6. There is no choice but the flowers fall away, does it seem like a familiar swallow returns? ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

7. Butterflies fall in love with the flower sill, chrysanthemums worry about smoke orchids and weep dew, The curtain is slightly cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon does not know the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates Zhuhu at dawn. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. If you want to send colored paper and rulers, you will know where the mountains are and the rivers are. ——Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers"

8. When the ends of the earth are limited, is there only endless love? ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

9. The small characters on the red paper say Just do business. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It’s hard to convey this feeling of melancholy. The setting sun leans against the west tower alone, and the distant mountains are just opposite the curtain hooks. The human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward. ——Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le"

10. The moon melts in the pear courtyard, and the catkins pond has a gentle breeze? ——Yan Shu's "Medicine"

11. The green poplars and grass are on the pavilion road, and the young people throw away Easy for people to go. The lingering dreams at the top of the building are at five o'clock, and the March rain is leaving melancholy at the bottom of the flowers. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

12. A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year. When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone. ——Yan Shu "Huanxi Sand"

13. I advise you not to be a sober person. There should be countless flowers among the drunken flowers? ——Yan Shu "Magnolia"

14. The flowers are endless and the willows will be there. endless. You should sympathize with me. The drinking boat is 100% empty. Nowhere to meet. Zhu Xianqing. Few close friends. If God has feelings, he should grow old. I advise you to take a look at the opportunity to gain fame. The dreams of the past and present are vast. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

15. If you want to send colorful notes and rulers, how can you know where the mountains and rivers are vast? ——Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"

16. "I said goodbye to my beloved at that time, and I know where the mountains are and the rivers are far away - Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha"

17. Urgent Scene Years pass by in a blink of an eye, and the joy of the past can’t help but linger. ——Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"

18. When I woke up from a sad dream, the setting sun shone deep in the courtyard. ——Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha"

19. If there is a close friend who appreciates it, he will sing Yangchun without hesitation. ——Yan Shu's "The Willow in the Mountain Pavilion Gives to the Singer"

20. "The moon is not shining brightly" I understand the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light penetrates the Zhuhu at dawn. - Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers· Chrysanthemums on the Border Weeping with Mist and Orchid Weeping Dew"

21. Falling flowers, wind and rain hurt the spring even more, so it is better to pity the people in front of you. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

22. The human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward. ——Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le"

23. When the ends of the earth are limited, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu's "Magnolia·Spring Hate"

24. The road with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to pass by when you are young.

The lingering dream at the top of the building is at five o'clock, and the sorrow of separation and the March rain at the bottom of the flower - Yan Shu's "Magnolia·Spring in the Jade House"

25. The geese are in the clouds and the fish are in the water. It is difficult to express this melancholy? - Yan Shu's " "Qing Ping Le"

26. There is no choice but the flowers fall away, and the swallows return as if they have known each other before. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

27. The six curved railings are nestled against the green trees, and the willows are showing their golden strands in the gentle breeze. Who moved the zither to the jade pillar, and the swallows flew through the curtain. My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain. When sleeping, the orioles talk gibberish, and the frightened and disabled good dreams are nowhere to be found. ——Yan Shu "Butterfly Loves Flowers·Qingming"

28. Ruthlessness is not as painful as passion, but one inch is like thousands of strands? ——Yan Shu "Spring in the Jade House"

29. Untitled· Yan Shu's oil-walled incense carriage no longer meets Yan Shu. The oil-walled incense carriage no longer meets, and the clouds in the gorge are left to the west and east without a trace. The moon melts in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkins pond. After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I stopped smoking in a desolate manner. Why should I send the fish book? The water is far away and the mountains have the same advantages. ——Yan Shu "Untitled·The oil-walled incense cart will never meet again"

30. Judgment based on high eyes, when the geese come, you can think infinitely" ——Yan Shu "Complaining of Heartfelt Feelings"

31 , the oil-walled incense carts no longer meet, the gorge clouds are no longer visible, the moon is melting in the courtyard, and the catkins pond is light and windy. After a few days of loneliness and drinking, there is no way to send a fish book. The water is far away and the mountains are long. It's the same everywhere - Yan Shu's "Untitled"

32. When I get older, I gradually realize that tenses are thin, but when sorrow comes, I only wish that the wine glass is deep - Yan Shu

33. After Yan Hong passes, the orioles return. . Calculate how long it will take for you to live in a spring dream, and it will disappear like the autumn clouds. I can't keep the immortal couple in my clothes. I advise you not to be a sober person. ——Yan Shu's "Magnolia"

34. There are no waves in the blue sea, and there is a road to the Yaotai. After thinking about it, we flew away together. At that time, we parted ways with the person we loved. How could we know where the mountains and rivers are far away? The boudoir is covered with fog. Who can attach the small characters on the paper? The tall buildings are full of dusk, and the sycamore leaves are covered with rain. ——Yan Shu's "Traveling on the Sha"

35. Reading the red candle in the orchid hall makes the heart grow short. , crying to people - Yan Shu

36. The pond is green and the wind is warm. I remember the first time I met Yu Zhen. By the way. I don’t know how late the sun is. At that time, I was a flower admirer, but now I don’t see half of them. ——Yan Shu’s "Magnolia"

37. The shadows of ten frosts turn to the sky this evening. The person is alone in the corner. Su'e may not be without regrets, the jade toad is cold and the osmanthus is lonely. ——Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon"

38. When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms are three or four o'clock behind the green moss on the pond. One or two orioles fly under the leaves. The girl next to me laughs cleverly. I wonder if I had a good spring dream last night. The smile comes from my two faces. Yan Shu's "Broken Array: New Society When the Swallows Arrive"

39. There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, one or two oriole sounds at the bottom of the leaves, and the sun is long and the flying catkins are light - Yan Shu's "Broken Arrival"

40. The spring breeze does not let go of the ban on flowers, and the mist blows at the faces of pedestrians - Yan Shu

41. When sweeping the floor, the poor flowers fall even more, and the rolling curtains helpless but the swallows come back - Yan Shu

42 , There are swallows passing through the double curtains of the small pavilion, and the red leaves of the late flowers fall into the cool waves. A good wind blows through the green curtain, and the raindrops make people feel sad. ——Yan Shu. "Huanxi Sand"

43. Time is always limited, and it is easy to be enchanted by farewells. There is no farewell during the banquet and singing. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand"

44. The news of farewell is thousands of miles away. It's hard to express such feelings. ——Yan Shu's "Shaking Autumn"

45. Zhu Xianqiao has few close friends, and I advise you to take advantage of the opportunity of gaining fame and fortune. — - Yan Shu's "The Migrant Orioles"

46. A new song and a glass of wine - Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers"

47. Spring in the Yulou by Yan Shu, green poplars and fragrant grass on Changting Road, young It's easy to leave people behind. It's five o'clock in the morning, and it's raining in March when the flowers are separated. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love. ——Yan Shu's "Spring in the Jade House"

48. Ten rounds of frost shadows turn around the courtyard, and this evening, people are alone in the corner. ——Yan Shu's "Mid-Autumn Moon"

49. The news from others is thousands of miles away, but it is difficult to send such love. The green gauze autumn moon, the night rain under the sycamore trees, how many sleepless nights! The building is high and the eyes are broken, the sky is far away and the clouds are dark, making me look haggard. Reciting the red candle of Orchid Hall, my heart is long but the flame is short, and I cry to others. ——Yan Shu's "Shaking Autumn"

50. The east wind makes the willows become green, the smoke is light and the rain begins to clear. I am annoyed that he sleeps heavily in the fragrant pavilion, and there are singing orioles in the chaos. The eyebrows are thin, the waist is light when dancing, and the makeup is done up. The fragrance of spring, the gentle breeze of March, connect people with each other. ——Yan Shu's "Revelation of Heartfelt Feelings"

51. Endless sorrow is the sorrow of separation, and I have thought about it all over the world. ——Yan Shu's "Treading on the Shasha"

52. The ancestors left the table and sang, and had a farewell banquet in the pavilion. The fragrance and dust have been separated and I still look back. Residents and horses are reflected in the forest, and pedestrians are removed and followed by the waves. The soul of the painting pavilion disappears, and the eyes of the tall building are broken. The setting sun only sends flat waves far away. Endless sorrow is the sorrow of separation, and I have thought about it all over the world. ——Yan Shu's "Traveling on the Shasha"

53. Breaking the Formation·The season when the swallows want to return. The season when the swallows want to return, the west wind blew in the tall building last night. Asking for a small meeting in the human world, try to put the golden statue next to the chrysanthemum bush. Song Chang's face is pink. The setting sun breaks through the curtains, and a slight coolness gradually creeps into the sycamore trees. There are so many endless love words, written to the tune of wild notes. This feeling is very important.

——Yan Shu "Broken Array·The Season of Swallows Wanting to Return"

54. A small meal prevents the food from being eaten, and the stumbling steps are stumbling. The scarf has corner pads, and the clothes are left without hem. However, loyalty and filial piety will not destroy them. ——Yan Shu's "Yuan Xian Posthumous Documents"

55. The hibiscus blossoms are blooming on last year's branches, the swallows are about to fly back, the wind in the orchid hall is soft, the golden stove is warm with incense, and the new music moves the curtains. The family members have lived for thousands of years, and they are full of love and beauty. They have green temples and beautiful faces. They are dressed in Taoism and look like they were young. ——Yan Shu's "Youth Travel"

56. If you don't come, you won't be in love, and you will think about it thousands of times. ——Yan Shu's "Magnolia"

57. The moon is slanting between the windows, and the two eyebrows are sad, and the flowers are falling outside the curtain and tears are falling. ——Yan Shu's "Magnolia"

58. The golden wind is thin, and the leaves of the sycamore are falling. People get drunk easily when they first taste the green wine, so they fall asleep under a pillow and a small window. The crape myrtle and hibiscus flowers are withered, but the setting sun is shining brightly. It's the time when the two swallows are about to return, and the silver screen was slightly cold last night. ——Yan Shu's "Qing Ping Le"

59. After the Double Ninth Festival, the west wind becomes stronger and the leaves in the garden are in full bloom. Zhu Lan Xiangxiao, the hibiscus is charming, especially fighting for beauty. Before the frost and under the moon, the stamens are slanting red and light, bright and ready to rejuvenate. Don't give away the calyx and give it to your loved ones. ——Yan Shu's "Youth Travel"

60. Go up to the tall building alone and look at the end of the world. ——Yan Shu's "Butterflies in Love with Flowers· Chrysanthemums on the Threshold Worry about Smoke orchids Weeping Dew"

61. The golden locks on the jade tower and the Zhu Pavilion are about to break through the cold food, Qingming, and spring. The moon is slanting between the windows, my eyebrows are sad, and the flowers are falling outside the curtain, and my eyes are falling in tears. The morning clouds gather and disperse. How many people can see each other at a hundred years old? If you don't come here, you won't be in love with me, and I will think about it thousands of times. ——Yan Shu's "Magnolia" Excerpts from famous poems by Zhang Yanghao, a famous poet in the Yuan Dynasty

Zhang Yanghao (1269-1329), Han nationality, courtesy name Ximeng, name Yunzhuang, native of Jinan, Shandong, famous prime minister of the Tang Dynasty The 23rd generation grandson of Zhang Jiuling's younger brother Zhang Jiugao was a famous Sanqu writer in the Yuan Dynasty. He is good at both poetry and writing, and is famous for his Sanqu. His works include "Three Matters of Advice", "Guitian Lei Manuscript", "Shanshan Sheep·Tong Caring about Ancient Times", etc. Zhang Yanghao was famous for his talents when he was young. He traveled to the capital for a long time and presented a book to Pingzhang Buhumu, which was very surprising. There were many censors, prime ministers, and supervisors, and they were promoted to supervise the censors, and they neglected the current affairs for more than ten thousand words. He was a bachelor of Leiguan Hanlin and a minister of the Ministry of Rites. Zhu Quan of the Ming Dynasty's "Taihe Zhengyin Pu" said that his music is "like a jade tree facing the wind".

Excerpts from the famous poems of Zhang Yanghao, a famous poet in the Yuan Dynasty

1. Peaks and mountains are like gatherings, waves are like angry waves, mountains and rivers are outside and inside Tongguan Road. Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitated. It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt. When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.

2. If you advance, you will live in peace to carry out your ambitions; if you retreat, you will live in peace and repair what you have failed to do. Then you can also achieve something when you advance, and you can do something when you retreat.

3. Poor autumn, a thin curtain of rain darkens the west building.

After the yellow flowers fell on the Double Ninth Festival, their romance disappeared.

I am ashamed of myself for people with yellow flowers. The flowers are still the same, but people are thinner than yellow flowers.

If you ask about the flowers, you won’t say anything, but the flowers will make you sad.

4. The mountains are better when clouds come, and the mountains are picturesque when clouds go away. The mountains are dim and bright because of the clouds, and the mountains are high and low. Leaning on the stick and standing up to remove the sand, I looked back to see the mountain home. Wild deer sleep in the mountain grass, and mountain apes play with wild flowers. Yunxia, ??I love mountains pricelessly. Watching and walking, Yunshan also loves us.

5. Fame has been growing rapidly. From ancient times to the present, there have been several Qianxi:

One hangs his head at the city gate;

One of the ten great meritorious deeds will not be retained; a man of ten thousand words will be demoted to Zhongzhou.

One is imprisoned without guilt, and the other is wiping his own throat.

If you think about it carefully, it is not as good as a boat with leaves.

6. There is a wisp of green poplar smoke, a curved pear blossom moon, and a pillow of Begonia wind. With such leisurely use, who would want to live in the Prime Minister's Palace or the Imperial Palace?

7. The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like angry waves, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside.

8. Only if a person has courage can he accomplish anything.

9. I would rather others betray me than I should betray others. This is the first thing I should do to myself.

10. The lace jade stands tall and the orioles sing on the tree strings.

11. The mountains are better when the clouds come, and the mountains are picturesque when the clouds go.

12. Scholars should seek to improve themselves, not others.

13. The only bird in the clouds that never sleeps

14. Ban Ding is far away in Yuguan, and Chu Lingjun is haggard on the river bank. Li Si was saddened by the yellow dog, and Lu Ji sighed by Huating. Zhang and Jianzhi were in trouble when they were old, and Su Zizhan was tortured four or five times. Therefore, the name "Gong Gong" means laziness.

Yesterday, my face was as beautiful as a walnut, but today my hair is mottled. It’s just the time when peach trees and plum blossoms are springing up, and they are mulberry trees early and late. I have sacrificed so much for the ancients, I only care for the ruthlessness of heaven and earth and enjoy things, so I am lazy in seeking fame and fame.

15. Looking around Lishan, Afang lit up the torch. Where was the luxury then?

16. Three meals with simple tea and light food will be sweet in the morning and sweet in the evening;

Commoner clothes are warmer than silk and can be worn in long or short lengths;

After the rain, the sky is blue and you can ride in a small boat, with fish on one side and wine on the other;

Children's talk after returning home at night In front of the lamp, there is a saying today, and there is a saying in ancient times;

Three poles in the sun, I sleep alone, who is a god, I am a god.

17. You cannot discipline yourself as much as you discipline others

18. The ground was covered with white clouds, blown away by the east wind, but covering half of the mountain.

19. It is better for others to betray me than for others.

20. The smoke and water of a river illuminate the blue sky, people on both sides of the strait have painted eaves, and the lotus bushes are in the pale autumn light. Watch the sand gulls dancing again and again, rolling the ten-mile bead curtain in the fragrant wind. Painting boats are coming to the horizon, wine flags are blowing in the wind, and love is killing Jiangnan.

21. Facing such a scenery,

sitting down,

is intoxicating even without wine.