Preface:

On the 9th day of June, 1898, July 21st of Gregorian calendar, it's midsummer, and it's also a day. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the sun is like fire, which can be described as the peak of the summer heat. However, there is a poetry club in Mengcheng, and as the name implies, it is a group of talented women of Shuyuan, headed by Sister Ziyun, with more than ten people. It has been established for more than two years, and the old man is incompetent. He was invited to join the club as a guest to ask questions. In my spare time, I sang poems to each other, took turns to sit in the village every month, each led a topic, chose epigrams, set themes, and all the poems were suitable. The rest competed with each other to learn from each other, and it was very lively. At the end of the month, it was also a great event in the ordinary. I missed each other for several months, so I chose this day, a group of talented women from Ruxiang, with their families and children, and gathered in a park in the western suburbs alone (another guest, Peng Jun, was absent), so that I could solve each other's longing and take beautiful photos. It is also a place, with a mirror lake on the left, which is extremely eye-catching, wide-ranging, slightly sparkling and extraordinary; Looking back with a low eyebrow, I can only see the shallows, fine sand, verdant trees, short wooden bridges, water lilies, boating, snorkeling and floating, with a quiet atmosphere and long poetry. On the right, there is a garden with tall trees, lush trees and green grass. Visitors choose a place to rest, or speak out of turn, or play with each other, carefree, quiet and serene. There is a stage in the middle, which rises from the ground, tents are set up next to it, tables and chairs are set, tea utensils, sake and fine wine, food and fruit are all available, and there are also guqin elegant cases, silk stringed tinsel, Hanfu Chinese ornaments, thread-bound books, ink painting fans, time and space exchange, crossing the Song, Tang and Han Dynasties.

Fortunately, Zhang Yanjun, a photographer and director of corporate drama, has a solid foundation in oil painting and fine arts, so he learned to be proficient in photography. He is proficient in framing, lighting, people's posture, smiling, trusting and guiding, and most importantly, the photographer is humorous and funny, which leads to endless laughter. Taking turns to shoot alternately, the old man volunteered to take the reflector for lighting, and he also got the whole experience. You talented women, families, children or graceful, or unrestrained, or simple, or naive; Others get together in twos and threes, chatting, dressing up, playing the piano to entertain, and children are chasing each other, and so on. Personal photo, sitting around, spread the topic, you talk to me, high interest, Zhang Dao eloquent, introduced to Bo Gu today, for everyone, art world; The old man was dull, but nodded and said yes. Without saying a word, talented women were clever, clever and witty, and they all gained a lot and were happy. At dusk, we will return to the lakeside, the wooden bridge and the waterfront, take photos together, and look up. Just as the sunset sets, it is golden, the glow is all over the sky, the red clouds are full of brocade, the green lake is covered with gauze, and the forest is paved with wisps, and the world is integrated, magnificent and domineering!

ow! Born in the world, I admire the vastness of the universe, and things are like chess. If I just muddle through, how can I live poetically? I should find a kindred spirit, stand on my feet and sing in the mountains, and I have my own music in my heart, and my poetry is full of flowing water. Isn't it quick! I'm a worthless old man, so I took the opportunity to write a poem "Xing Xiangzi" and recorded five beautiful words of talented women one after another. What a pleasure! It is thought that the preface, reading approval day: a little bit of rue, lasting charm!

Xiangzi

── A photo album of Xia Yunxiang Poetry Society in the Hundred Days of Reform Movement

Tang Weibin

Sha Ting in Lvye. Biman lake pond. Piano books and skirts fly. The cinematographer's skillful hands captured the spring scenery. My face is flushed, my teeth are white and my cheeks are yellow.

the tip branches are swaying, the reed stems are dragging, and they fall beside the setting sun and Bahui Bridge. Mirror water in the waves, frequent makeup. It's silly, charming, and fragrant.

xingxiangzi

── the rhyme of Xia Yunxiang poetry club in the 1898 movement, Tang Weibin

Lu Weiqing

An Zhiting Lan, Yashe and his party. Caress heptachord, string on the dress. Who plays a wonderful hand, cups and articles. There are cherry red, melon white and tea yellow.

splendid clothes and jade exhibition, with a group of fans reflecting the surface. Flowers at the temples and new makeup between the eyebrows. Be passionate about amorous feelings and tell your heart in detail. Look at the charming children, the charming daughters and the flying birds.

xingxiangzi (Qin Guan style)

── A record of the elegant gathering of Xia Yunxiang Poetry Society in the Hundred Days of 1898, according to the rhyme Weibin

Ma Xinyun

The summer sun is shining. Gather Cui and fly incense. Yiying, wandering in the suburbs. Broken bridge, clear water, silvery waves. Enjoy the reed wind, the boat swings, and the shade is cool.

the ancient rhyme is new. The song is high. Many beautiful women, the piano refers to the fragrance. Pick flowers and leaves and taste tea soup slowly. Worship Tang poetry and Liao poetry, Song poetry is far away, and Han style is pale.

Xiangzi

—— A small gathering of Xia Yunxiang Poetry Society in the Reform Movement of 1898, with a rhyme of Weibin Feilong

Rong Liwei

Elegant House and Ruxiang. Sister Tang Tang. Biography of Dahebin and Xinming. Pan Lin freehand brushwork, poetry into the dress. Draw lips like cherry, cheeks like apricot, and clothes like hills.

sail long in the evening. Wild herons roam. Reflect the gold and sunset beside the bridge. Shadow dances with people, and it is easy to fly. Look at the ridge, the lotus root is a little bit, and the water is a little vague.

Xiangzi

—— A small gathering of Xia Yunxiang Poetry Society in the Reform Movement of 1898, which is full of greenery and cool branches. Yunran Xiazhuang. Gather beautiful people, tea is light and scholarly. The strings are plucked and the melody is long. There are eyebrows, clouds and temples, and Luo Shang.

yuandai lake pond. Overflow wave light. The water lily lotus and the wind swept the awn. On the bank of the red bridge, the shadow is embedded in the setting sun. Be happy with leisure, chant elegance and dance.

the green leaves of Eupatorium odoratum (Su Zhezhi)

-He Feilong, 2118 Ruxiang Summer Gathering

Wang Wei

The green leaves are swaying, and the jasper is beautiful. Tianya road, boundless desert dome center. Wide sleeves are swinging, dancing and flying. Han Fengru, Tang Fenghao, Song Fengxiang.

Jing Jing is past, and Ran Ran rue is fragrant. Give Xuan Su, a reward for singing and a chapter. Poetry is a mirror, and the sun and the moon shine. * * * The joy of literature, the grace of music and the length of rhyme.

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