Wang Song Anshi

This is the late autumn in the ancient country, and the weather is very early.

Thousands of miles are like a river, like clusters of Qingfeng.

Sail back to the sunset, with the west wind on your back and the wine flag tilted.

The colorful boat is cloudy, and the Milky Way (1) heron rises, which is difficult to draw.

Miss the past, compete for prosperity, sigh outside the door, and sorrow and hate come one after another.

Throughout the ages, it is shameful to rely on height.

In the Six Dynasties (3), old things were like running water, and cold smoke rotted grass green.

Today, strong women in business still sing from time to time, and the legacy of Backyard is 4.

To annotate ...

1 Galaxy: The Milky Way is the Milky Way.

② Outside the door: Du Mu's poem "Han Qinhu is outside the door and Zhang Lihua is in the building" was used.

③ Six Dynasties: Wu, Eastern Jin, Song, Qi, Liang and Chen.

④ Backyard Legacy: Chen Houzhu hosted a banquet in the backyard, including flowers in the back garden of Yushu. See Biography of Nan Shi Zhang Guifei.

Brief analysis

Poets in Jinling Holiday Village are full of sadness: the migration of the sun and the moon, the ups and downs of official career, the worries of home country and the hardships of life, and they have written a masterpiece that lasts forever. There are countless such examples, and Wang Anshi's "Guizhixiang" is really a leader.

Huanxisha

Wang Song Anshi

The 100-acre atrium is half moss,

The white water in front of the door is wandering.

How many people can come when you are free?

The cloister in the yard is quiet in spring.

Plant two or three apricots in Shantaoxi.

For who? For who?

Aixian pavilion

It is unnatural for a yellow bird to bury its son.

It's sad that heaven can't wait for old age.

The horse waits for the southeast, urging Lu Zhishen.

Going back to Wan Li is to be strong.

The tomb door was closed and empty, and there were no shoes during the day.

The cypress is grey and the mountain wind is vast.

I was ashamed at first, and Uncle Bao knew it.

Finally, I want to be sad, and I will comfort lonely people.

Airi

Wild geese live in cloudy sand in spring and lie in the sea in winter.

You can't get tired of eating.

My role is to provide advice to the sick body.

No one can cure time, so give up what you can.

I'm afraid floating with frost is nothing.

Gao Tang has white hair, loves the sky and is negative.

I hate Taiwan for blowing the plains and talking about things.

I feel embarrassed to say what I bring with me and think about it later.

Meng Mu knows what to do, and his wife makes others feel ashamed.

A piece of meat is easy to find, and a thousand people plan.

An feng Zhang ling xiu Shao Bei

Tongxiang is full of vibration, and Shaoshui builds a vicious road.

I want to chase after it, I know it is like that.

The bream cannon returned to the city, and japonica rice wine boats came one after another.

Chu Xiang's ancestral hall is still good. Leave a message for his son.

Bamenshan

Hu Aishan has eight public names, but red envelopes can't burn gold.

Keep the toilet with the gods, and the chickens and dogs may live forever.

Ba Ding Shui

Glazed glass comes out of the mouth of the snow-capped mountain horse, and it is said that heaven and guards.

This water is connected with eight merits, which makes people really clean and dignified.

At that time, there was no dust in Ye Jia, so there was nothing to think about.

Peach and plum come from different origins, but it is doubtful whether they know how to drink them.

August 19th, Chongqing, Meng, Imperial Examination Center.

The autumn is long when the president is empty, and the cold dew falls into the melancholy clothes list.

It's a city, but it hasn't arrived at Fusang House yet.

Always have a good dream. Jade looks happy.

After knowing the opposite side, don't separate again, and talk and laugh about the bright moon for leisure.

yellow

There are orioles flying wild in the south of the Yangtze River. Xu Xi painted what this is.

Centennial paper is straight, and it is often played every time.

Baigouhang

Baigou River fills the land and sends messengers to welcome guests every year.

Ambassadors often come to shoot foxes and rabbits, but Han soldiers don't pass them on.

Wan Li hoes and shovels hit the wall, and leaves hide in the plain.

On Li Mu and Lian Po's Mo Geng.

The singing of the white crane shows that it feels like Haiyuan Gong.

The crane sounds pitiful, and the flamingo sounds hateful.

White cranes have no horses, and flamingos are numerous.

Hundreds of cranes can't recruit, and flamingos can't wave away.

Chang Song died of filth because of flamingos.

The Taoist priest in Beishan said that beauty is self-beauty.

What am I happy about? Evil people hate themselves,

Why am I angry? Busy as a bee,

Why should I chase? From Lyle,

Why don't I refuse? Do I hate noise and seek silence?

I am not a vegetarian, but a dancer. You call me dissolute, I'm not evil,

We sat in the shade and exposed ourselves.

Bai Ou

Gulls have good feathers, and jade and snow are spotless.

Without waves, there would be no life.

Male and female are often surprised and often corrected, and the machine is often corrected.

I have no intention of being alone. I am like a friend.

Floating in the air, this thing for a long time.

White hair looks southeast, and the river is as green as wine.