Li Qingzhao was born in a scholar-bureaucrat family who loved literature and art. Li Gefei, his father, was a descendant of Jinan, a scholar, and a student of Su Shi. Li Qingzhao and her husband, Yuan Wailang of Zhao Mingcheng Department, have a rich collection of books, are good at writing and are good at ci chapters. There is a stone tablet carved from the south of the north wall of the East Zhai of Confucius Temple in Qufu, which reads: "Give me a little prison, learn from Li Gefei, and on the 28th day of the first month of the first year of Chongning (112), I will be brown, cross, meet, go far, take a step, and worship the forest." My mother is the granddaughter of the top scholar Wang Gongchen, and she is very literate. Due to the influence of her family, especially her father, Li Gefei, she was good at poetry and words in her youth. At the age of eighteen, Li Qingzhao married Zhao Mingcheng. After marriage, Qingzhao and her husband hit it off like peas and carrots. "Couples are good at winning friends." After marriage, Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng, a former student, studied epigraphy and calligraphy together and lived a happy and beautiful life. Zhao Fu was a famous politician at that time. After marriage, she devoted her whole body and mind to the further study of literature and art and the collection and research of epigraphy. She and Zhao Mingcheng encouraged each other to create Ci, and their techniques became more and more mature. One year on the Double Ninth Festival, Li Qingzhao wrote the famous "Drunken Flower Yin" and sent it to her husband, who is an official outside: "The mist is thick and the clouds will worry forever, and the brain will sell the golden beast. In the double ninth festival, lying in the pillow, in the middle of the night, the cold of the body has just been soaked. Drinking wine in the eastern fence until after dusk, the faint yellow chrysanthemum fragrance overflowing with double sleeves. Mo Tao is not ecstasy, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. " The loneliness of autumn boudoir and the melancholy of boudoir are vividly on the paper. According to the "Cape Ring Record", after receiving it, Zhao Mingcheng was amazed and unwilling to give in, so he closed the door and forgot to eat and sleep, and wrote fifty poems for three days and three nights. He mixed this word of Li Qingzhao into it and asked his friend Lu Defu to comment on it. Lu Defu played it again and again and said, "Only three sentences are excellent." Zhao asked which three sentences it was, and Lu replied, "Mo Tao is not fascinating, and the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers." However, the good times did not last long, and the struggle between the old and new parties in the DPRK intensified. A pair of mandarin ducks were separated alive, and Zhao Li faced each other across the river and suffered from acacia. In 1127 AD, the northern Jin family breached Bianjing, Huizong and Qinzong were captured, and Gaozong fled south. Li Qingzhao and his wife also fled to Jiangnan with the refugees. Wandering in different places, the stone calligraphy and painting collected for many years were lost, which brought her a deep blow and great pain. Later, the Jin people moved south, and the Southern Song Dynasty was corrupt and incompetent, destroying the Great Wall. Zhao Mingcheng is full of blood, but but before he could conquer, he was dead. In the second year, Zhao Mingcheng died in Jiankang (now Nanjing), which added unbearable grief to her. When Li Qingzhao was lonely, Zhang Ruzhou took advantage of the opportunity to defraud Li Qingzhao of money and showed her kindness in every way. Li Qingzhao was helpless at that time, so she married Zhang Ruzhou against the secular wind. After marriage, both of them found themselves cheated. Zhang Ruzhou found that Li Qingzhao was not as rich as she had expected, and Li Qingzhao also found Zhang Ruzhou's hypocrisy, even to the later fists and feet. Later, Li Qingzhao found that Zhang Ruzhou's official position came from bribery, and sued Zhang Ruzhou. Under the social environment at that time, his wife reported her husband, and even if her husband was found guilty, her wife would suffer from prison. After Li Qingzhao went to prison, her family bought off the jailer, and after nine days in prison, Li Qingzhao and Zhao Mingcheng were released, and this less than 1-day marriage ended. Li Qingzhao, who witnessed the destruction of the country, was "unyielding in spite of hardship and poverty". In her later years of "searching and being cold and clear", she tried her best to compile the Records of the Stone and completed her husband's unfinished work. The rampage of nomads from the Golden Army aroused her strong patriotic feelings, and she actively advocated the Northern Expedition to recover the Central Plains. However, the decadent and incompetent Southern Song Dynasty made Li Qingzhao's hope a mirage. Li Qingzhao also wrote a bold and unrestrained "Summer quatrains" in the early days of his southern crossing: "Life is a hero, and death is a ghost hero. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. " Taking advantage of Xiang Yu's unyielding death, he satirized Huizong's father and son's loss of power and humiliation of the country, and expressed his indignation at the Song Dynasty. After many years of leaving her hometown, her broken heart was vilified and rendered worse by the literati class because of her remarriage. She was helpless, helpless, poor and miserable, wandering, and finally died lonely in Jiangnan.

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Words: Wuling Chun, Drunken Flower Yin, Pruning a Plum with Red Lotus Fragrance and Residual Jade in the Autumn, Spring in a Small Heavy Mountain and Green Grass in Nagato, Yi Qin E Lin Gao Ge, Dolly Xiao Lou Han, Good Things Near. Poems: Poems on Zhongxing Monument in Wuxi, Wujiang River, Spring Post of the Emperor's Pavilion, Fishing Terrace, Poems by Han Xiao Zhou, Poems in Summer, etc. Text: Preface to Jinshi Lu, On Ci, Preface to Beating a Horse, and Li Qi of Qin Chongli, a bachelor who voted for Hanlin, etc. Important words: a touch of crimson lips makes a lonely boudoir, and an inch of sorrow makes the heart soft. Cherish the spring to go, what time to urge the rain. Leaning over the column, just no mood! Where are people? Even the sky is fading, and the road to return is broken. Click the crimson lips and swing, get up and adjust your slim hands. Beside her, the thin de hung with crystal dew, her ch perspiration permeated with a thin silk gown. Seeing the guests coming in, socks and gold hairpin slipped away and went away with shame. Looking back by the door, I smell the green plum. Don't make a cup of deep amber in Huanxi sand, it will melt before it becomes drunk, so you should come late to the wind. The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, the cold gold bun is loose, and the time and space are red to the candlelight. The idle window of Huanxisha Yard is deep in spring, and the heavy curtain is not sinking, so I can't talk to heptachord by leaning against the building. Far away from the mountain, the dusk is urged, and the breeze blows the rain and makes the shade light. It is difficult to ban pear blossoms if they want to thank. The sand in Huanxi is bleak in the spring and cold in the day, the jade stove is full of water and smoke, and the dream is back to the mountain pillow with hidden flowers. The swallows not yet come, a game of grass we play; Willow down wafts while mume blossoms fade away. In drizzling rain at dusk the garden swing won't sway. The sand bun in Huanxi hurts the spring, and the evening breeze falls in the courtyard at the beginning of May, and the light clouds are sparse in the moon. The jade duck fumigates the brain, and the Zhu Ying covers the tassels, and the rhinoceros also relieves the cold. Huanxisha: Embroidered hibiscus smiles, leans against the fragrant cheeks of Baoya duck, and her eyes are guessed. On the one hand, it is full of charm, and on the other hand, it is charming and hateful to send you a deep feeling. (The first two sentences are written as follows: "The lotus on the face is smiling, and the duck on the flying treasure is lined with fragrant cheeks.") The voice is slow to search, cold and clear, and sad. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to stop breathing. Three glasses and two light wines, how can you be against his late arrival? Yan Guo is sad, but it is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers piled up all over the ground. Who can pick it now? Watching the window, how can you be dark alone? Indus is even drizzling, and at dusk, it is dripping. This time, what a sad word! I complained that I came to Shen Zui late to remove makeup, and the plum calyx was stuck in the branches. When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in the spring, and your dreams will never return. People are quietly, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time.

Li Bai (February 8, 71-December 762), whose name is Taibai, was named Qinglian layman, Han nationality, and also named "fallen immortal" (He Zhizhang commented on Li Bai, and Du Fu's "Song of Eight Immortals in Drinking" also wrote that Li Bai was "the son of heaven called not to board the boat, claiming that he was a wine fairy"), which made him famous. Born in Chengji, Longxi (now Longcheng, Qin 'an County, Gansu Province), Li Bai was born in Broken Leaf City (now tokmak, Kyrgyzstan), where his father was demoted from the Central Plains, and then moved back to Changlong County, Mianzhou, Sichuan Province (now jiangyou city, Sichuan Province) at the age of 4. Another saying is that Li Bai was born in Qinglian Township, jiangyou city, Sichuan Province. The great romantic poet of Tang Dynasty in China was honored as "Poet Fairy" by later generations, and was also called "Li Du" with Du Fu. Li Bai was born in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but most of his life was spent roaming and traveled all over China. At the age of twenty, he left Sichuan alone and began to roam widely, reaching Xiangjiang River in Dongting in the south and Wu and Yue in the east, and living in Anlu (now Anlu City, Hubei Province) and Yingshan (now Guangshui City, Hubei Province). He traveled everywhere, hoping to make friends and visit celebrities, so as to be introduced, ascend to a high position in one fell swoop, and realize his political ideals and ambitions. However, after ten years of roaming, I have accomplished nothing. He continued to go north to Taiyuan and Chang 'an (now Xi 'an, Shaanxi Province), east to Qi and Lu, and lived in Rencheng, Shandong Province (now Jining, Shandong Province). At this time, he has made many celebrities and created a lot of excellent poems. Li Bai didn't want to take the exam to be an official. He hoped to rely on his own talent and go to the official career through the recommendation of others, but he was never appreciated. He once wrote a book with Han Jingzhou, a famous contemporary, to introduce himself, but he didn't get a reply. Until the first year of Tianbao (742), due to the recommendation of Taoist Wu Yun, Li Bai was called to Chang 'an to worship the Hanlin, and his articles were famous all over the world. Li Baichu was appreciated by Xuanzong because of his talent. Later, he was unable to meet the dignitaries. After only three years in Beijing, he abandoned his official position and continued his wandering life. In the second year of An Shi Rebellion (756), he was angry and in difficulty, and once joined the shogunate of Yong Wang Li Lin. Unfortunately, Yong Wang and Su Zong fought for the throne. After the defeat, Li Bai was dragged into exile in Yelang (now in Guizhou) and was pardoned on the way. In his later years, he drifted to the southeast, and according to Dangtu county magistrate Li Yangbing (uncle of Li Bai), he soon died of illness. 1. I hope that people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles will be beautiful. Water tunes the song. 2. There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the world. Butterfly Love Flowers 3. Laughter fades away, voice fades away, but affection is mercilessly annoyed. Ibid. 4. I hate this body for a long time. When can I forget the camp? Linjiangxian 5. Ten years of life and death are two, and you will never forget it without thinking about it. Jiangchengzi 6. Thousands of miles of solitary graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Ibid. 7. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. The same as above. 8. I can bow like a full moon, look northwest and shoot Sirius. Jiangchengzi * Mizhou Hunting 9. river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history. Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia 1. There are endless thoughts on the horizon! Both meet, but in a hurry. Jiangchengzi 11. I want to send a thousand tears of acacia, but I can't flow, Chu Jiangdong. Jiang Chengzi 12. Affectionate wind Wan Li swept the tide and sent it back relentlessly. Basheng Ganzhou 13. Don't say that everything is empty, and it is a dream when you don't turn your head. Xijiangyue 14. Getting drunk is the leading edge. Magpie Bridge Fairy 15. High emotions have vanished into thin clouds, and they don't dream with pear flowers. Xijiangyue 16. Sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no loneliness. Water tune song head 17 human taste is Qing Huan. Huanxisha 18. This night is not good in this life. Where will the bright moon look next year? Yangguanqu 19. The boat passed away, and Jianghai sent the rest of his life. Linjiang Fairy 2. Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live. lonely sandbar is cold. Operator 21. In detail, it seems that it is not a flower, but a little bit, leaving people tears. Water dragons 22. Diligence It rained at night last night, and it was cool for a day. Partridge day 23 looking back at the bleak place, there is no rain or shine. [calm the storm

Wang Wei (71? -761), the word jié, a famous poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, was known as "Wang Youcheng". Originally from Qi (now Qixian County, Shanxi Province), he moved to Puzhou (now Yongji, Shanxi Province) and lived in Wangchuan Villa in Lantian in his later years, a Han nationality. His achievements in poetry and painting are very high, and Su Shi praised him for "a poem with a charming taste and pictures in it;" Watch the painting, there are poems in the painting. " Especially, his landscape poems are the most successful. Together with Meng Haoran, he was called "Wang Meng". In his later years, he had no intention of official career and devoted himself to serving the Buddha, so later generations called him "Shi Fo". He is the author of Wang Youcheng Collection, with 4 poems. Not only that, Wang Weishan painted figures, bamboos and landscapes. There are two landscapes recorded by the Tang people: one is similar to the Li and his son, and the other is painted by the ink-breaking method, and his masterpiece Wangchuan Villa is the latter. However, the Snow Stream Map and the Fu Sheng Xiang in Jinan, which were passed down to him, are not original works. Obviously, Wang Wei has made higher achievements in the category of Tang poetry. He is the representative of the pastoral school in Tang Dynasty. Wang Wei was rich in literary talent when he was a teenager. In the ninth year of Kaiyuan (721), he was the first scholar, who was Da Lecheng. For some reason, I joined the army in Jeju. After returning to Chang' an. In the twenty-second year of Kaiyuan, Zhang Jiuling was appointed as the secretariat. Wang Wei was relegated to the right. At that time, he wrote a poem "Dedicating the Beginning to Prosper the Public", praising Zhang Jiuling's political opinions against planting party members for personal gain and abusing the knighthood, which reflected his mood of demanding something at that time. In 24 years (736), Zhang Jiuling went on strike. The following year, Jingzhou was demoted to a long history. Li Linfu's appointment as the secretariat was a turning point in Xuanzong's politics from relatively clear to increasingly dark. Wang Wei was very depressed about Zhang Jiuling's demotion, but he didn't quit the officialdom. In the 25th year of Kaiyuan, he was appointed to visit Cui Xiyi, the deputy ambassador of Hexi Festival. Later, he learned from the history of the temple that Wang Wei's official position was gradually promoted. Before the Anshi Rebellion, when the official was in charge, on the one hand, he was tired and worried about the officialdom at that time, but on the other hand, he was attached to the stack and could not leave decisively. So he lived a semi-official and semi-secluded life for a long time ..... Wang Wei's achievements in poetry are various, including frontier fortress, landscape poems, regular poems and quatrains. He really has his unique attainments in describing natural scenery. Whether it's the grandeur of famous mountains and rivers, the grandeur of frontier blockades and the quietness of small bridges and flowing water, it can accurately and concisely create a perfect and vivid image, with little ink, high artistic conception and complete integration of poetry and painting. The school of landscape pastoral poetry is one of the two schools of poetry in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. This school of poetry is the successor of Tao Yuanming, Xie Lingyun and Xie Tiao. The poets of this school are famous for their good description of landscape pastoral scenery, and their artistic style is also close. By depicting quiet scenery, they can reflect their quiet mind or secluded thoughts, so they are called "the school of landscape pastoral poetry". Its main writers are Meng Haoran, Wang Wei, Chang Jian, Zu Yong, Pei Di and others. Among them, Wang Wei and Meng Haoran, also known as "Wang Meng", have the highest achievements and the greatest influence. The mountains are cold and blue now, a message from my lodge at wangchuan to pei di, and the autumn waters have run all day. By my thatch door, leaning on my staff, I listen to cicadas in the evening wind. Sunset lingers at the ferry, supper-smoke floats up from the houses. Oh, when shall I pledge the great Hermit again, and sing a wild poem at Five Willows?. As the years go by, give me but peace, answering vice-prefect zhang, freedom from ten thousand matters. Thinking that no Gao Ce can serve the country, only to retire to the mountain forest. Wide solution of the wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining in the right to play the lute. It's reasonable to ask the poor, hark, on the lake there's a fisherman singing!. Sending Yuan Er to Anxi Weicheng is raining and dusting, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise my friend to dry a cup of wine, west out of the yang Guan, it is difficult to meet relatives. Luchai there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the setting sun came into deep forest, and the landscape was pleasant on the moss. Zhuliguan leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song. Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. Farewell to friend, I have watched you down the mountain and till now in the dark I close my thatch door. Spring grass grows green next year, friend, can you return? Acacia when those red berries come in springtime, flushing on your southland branches? Hope miss the person to collect more, Xiao Xiao red bean caused people. After rain the empty mountain, an autumn evening in the mountains, stands autumnal in the evening. The bright moon sprinkled the clear light from the gap, clearing the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe. The spring of spring may wish to let it rest, in autumn the hills of the sun can stay long.

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