1, "Move left to Languanxian Grandnephew".
A letter in the sky, eight thousand in Chaoyang Road at night.
If you want to eliminate disasters for the wise, will you be willing to decline and cherish your old age?
Where is the hometown of Qinling Mountains? Snow blocked the blue horse.
Knowing that you came all the way, you should have done it on purpose so that I could collect the bones by the river.
2. In early spring, Zhang and other 18 members of the Ministry of Water Affairs were present.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
3. "Meng Dongye lost his son."
If I lose my son, I will go to heaven. Women are masters and servants, so there is no deviation in choosing one.
What does he have for women? This makes her sweet and lasting. What's wrong with that alone? This is a life-and-death day.
I don't listen to my cry, tears drop by the spring. The earth is sad for it and has been uneasy for a long time.
It's a chinemys reevesii, riding a cloud to pay Tianmen. Ask god's servant, the thickness is uneven.
Heaven says heaven and earth, and the origin has nothing to do with it. I hang the sun and the moon, and I am the star and the morning.
The sun and the moon eat each other and the stars stumble. I know why I'm not a woman.
And things have their own points to make it happen. With or without children, fate cannot be reversed.
Fish roe is full of mother's belly, and everyone needs pity. A narrow waist does not breastfeed, and a family is often lonely.
The owl pecked at mother's brain, and when mother died, she turned over. When the viper gives birth, it will tear the intestines and liver.
Although Hiroko had a good cloud, he didn't return his kindness and diligence. Don't say evil, owls are poisonous snakes.
Don't be happy with children, and don't sigh without children. Go to a saint without being taught, and the saint will move when he hears it.
I was confused by ignorance, although there was no reason to teach. Darlington was the first to suffer, and he fought for his life today.
The earth is called a great god, and the woman accuses people. Dongye night has a dream, and there is a mysterious towel for her husband.
Breaking into their home is a statement of heaven. Say goodbye to Xie again and accept my sadness to cheer me up.
4. "You Huai".
You can't write, you can't write.
Suitable for festivals, ladies and gentlemen have time.
The makeup is colorful and exciting.
Birds in the forest sometimes know that harmony is sound.
No respect for wine, just sing it yourself.
But sorrow is easy to lose, and the fourth order overlaps and invades.
I sing the words of a gentleman and regard the past as the present.
5. Chun Xue.
The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds.
Snow is too late for spring, and it is intended to fly for the flowers on the courtyard trees.
6. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, officials should be divided.
The clear sky has opened, the Milky Way has gone, the breeze blows across the sky, and the bright moon shows its waves.
The sand is smooth, the water is still, there is no sound or shadow, just like I give you a glass of wine and ask you to sing.
But your song is so sad and your voice is so bitter that my tears turned into rain before I finished listening to it.
On the Dongting Lake, Jiuyi Mountain towering into the sky, dragons, crocodiles, ups and downs, apes, flying foxes, sobbing.
At the risk of death in nine cases out of ten, I arrived at my official post, where I lived alone and quietly, as if I were hiding.
I left my bed, afraid of snakes; I eat, I'm afraid of poison, and the air in the lake is rancid, breathing its foul smell.
Yesterday, I played gongs and drums in front of the country: the coronation of an emperor and the change of a realm.
The pardon runs 300 miles a day, and all the dying people get their sentences reduced.
Expulsions were promoted, exiles were recalled, corruption was abolished, and honest officials were appointed.
My superior sent my name, but the governor didn't listen, and Kan Ke had to move Man Jing.
My position is very low and useless. They may punish me with a whip in the street.
Most of my exiled companions are going home now. For me, this is a trip to heaven beyond climbing.
Stop your song, I beg you, listen to mine, a completely different song from yours.
Tonight is the loveliest moon of the year. Everything else is arranged by fate, which is beyond our control.
But, to reject this wine, can we choose more tomorrow? .
7. "Rock and Roll"
The rocks are rough and the roads are very narrow. When I arrive at the temple, bats are at dusk.
When I climbed the steps of the temple and sat down, there was a field soaked in rain. The rain made the branches and leaves of banana rough and the mountain was more beautiful.
Monks told me that the ancient city walls were magnificent, lit by torches and looked sticky.
Make your bed. Although the food is rough, it satisfies my hunger.
It's late at night, sleep quietly, the white stopped rumbling, the moon climbed the mountain, and the brightness entered the doors and windows.
At dawn, I left the mountain, alone, lost my way, and it was difficult to get in and out.
The mountains are bright red, Jianshui River is green, shiny and watery, and pine and oak trees are densely surrounded and lush.
The water flows barefoot on the rocks, and the sound of water excites the wind to make clothes.
These things, which can make life happy in themselves, will be bound like whips.
Why, how can I go back to my hometown when I am old?
8. "Two Bianzhou Rebellions".
The gate of Bianzhou couldn't be opened, and the Tengu fell to the ground like thunder. After the athletes competed for praise and killing,
These buildings were burned to ashes. Warlords can't be saved, and lonely men and women are sad.
Who is the mother who follows the son, the doctor's wife stays. Riding by car yesterday,
Those who sit up, those who sit down. The temple refuses to use war, but alas, it's a pity for you and your mother.
9. "Shigu Song".
I often take this picture off the stone drum and advise me to try to make a stone drum song.
Du Fu is gone. Li Bai is dead. What can my poor talent do for Shigu? .
When the power of the Zhou Dynasty was weak and people's grievances in China were boiling, Emperor Xuandi was furious and waved his sacred spear.
And open his great audience, accept all the tributes, and kings and lords come before him with sonorous weapons.
In Qiyangcheng, birds and animals fell for three thousand miles.
This discovery was recorded and told the new generation that these drums were cut from protruding cliffs and made of stone.
Poets and craftsmen, all the first steps, creation and chisel-set in the mountains.
Rain, 8 moxibustion, wildfire and ghost guards are all annoying.
Where will he find the trace on this paper? Loyal to the original, without changing a hair.
The meaning is deep, the phrase is obscure and difficult to read, and the style of the characters is neither square nor tadpole-shaped.
Time has not conquered the beauty of these letters, and the sword has been broken.
Like a phoenix dance, like an angel hovering down, like a jade coral tree with staggered branches.
Golden rope and iron rope lock Niuzhuang, like a fragrant tripod thrown into the sea, like a dragon sky.
Historians forgot to collect these ancient poems in order to make the music songs of the two books more colorful and compelling.
Confucius traveled in the west, but not to Qin. He chose our planet and stars, but missed the sun and the moon.
Alas, it's too late to live in the past. I can't help crying when I think of these beautiful things.
I remember that when I was awarded the highest degree, it was the first year of Yuanhe.
A friend of mine, who was in the western camp at that time, offered to help me remove these ancient relics.
I took a shower, changed my clothes, and then made a request to the headmaster, stressing to him the rarity of these most precious things.
You can make felt bags in the mat, and ten drums can only carry a few camels.
Like a high incense burner, add luster to the palace, otherwise their brilliance and value will increase by a hundredfold.
If the monarch shows them to universities, students can study them and decipher them without doubt.
Many people, attracted to the cultural capital, will soon gather from all corners of the empire.
We can wash the moss, pick out the dirt, restore the original surface and put them in a suitable and safe place forever.
Covered by a huge building with a wide eaves, where they won't suffer as before.
But government officials are used to it, and I'd like to thank you for your kindness.
So the shepherd boy beat the drums to make a fire, and the cows polished their horns on it, and no one dealt with them devoutly.
Still aging and rotting, they may be erased soon. For six years, I have been sighing for them and singing to the west.
The familiar handwriting of Wang Xizhi, although beautiful, can have several pages, only for a few white geese.
But now, eight generations after the week, all the wars are over, why doesn't anyone care about these drums?
The empire is peaceful, the government is free, poets are respected again, Confucianism and men.
Anneng is still on the list, and it really needs an eloquent flow, just like a cataract.
But, alas, my voice, in my song of stone drums, turned into a pleading voice choked by my own tears.
10, Nanshan Poetry.
I've heard of the south of Beijing, but the mountains stand in the way. It is difficult to know the details because of the two seas.
Mountain classics and local chronicles are not taught. Try to mention the group speech. Hang in there.
If you want to forgive me, I will give you a rough account of what I have experienced. Enjoy the mountains and see each other.
Mysteries generally have sharp edges and corners, and the veins are broken and embroidered. Steamed orchids sing hymns to the hole, and it suddenly becomes transparent inside and outside.
Without the wind, it floats and melts warm and soft. When the clouds cross, they condense in a flat shape, revealing several spots.
The sky is full of eyebrows, and the thick green painting is new. The support of loneliness is unique, and the sea bath was instructed by pengpeng.
In spring, the sun is dormant, deep and beautiful. Although the rocks and mountains are Cui Cui, the weak ones contain flowers.
Xia Yan is full of trees, and the shade is gloomy and buried. Immortals fight against the enemy, and clouds fight for structure.
Autumn frost likes carving, while Li Zhuo is thin. Interleaving and overlapping, it's just a more fascinating universe.
Although the winter trip is dark, the ice and snow workers carve it. The new sunrise shines dangerously, with a height of 1 100 million feet.
There is no stopping state in the coma, and it is different in an instant. Southwest male is too white, protruding outside the shed.
All the princes deserve good luck, and the house is divided into five parts. Xiaoyao, I'm trapped in the trunk sinus.
Empty and cold, the atmosphere is more searching. Zhu Weifang burned the sun, and Yin cymbals soared.
Kunming dachibei, occasionally go on sunny days. Lian Mian looked down on the poor, but fell into the opposite position.
Shake the water a little and you will be excited. It's a pity to scream, but it's broken. Happiness is not a servant.
Find the way before Du Shu, and cover up the original humbleness. When you are rugged and majestic, you can only see wealth.
On the verge of poverty, the mountains and the ground are disturbed. I am so angry that I can't forgive myself.
Child prodigies and boasting moths will be sold in the distant Jia period. Also doubt the creative intention, protect and save energy.
Although force can repel swimming, lightning is fear and shame. Get up and shake your feet.
If you try to straighten your head, the wall will be full of sadness. Wei Rong lost Xiao Shuang, and the new fans were far away from the old ones.
The arrested officials planned the sun and the moon, and they wanted to enter. From a rational point of view, it embodies the Yin beast.
Fish and shrimp can bend and stretch, and the gods dare to fight. Colin fell from a leaf to save him.
Fly for the championship and abandon the emergency feeding hub. Turn back and take off, Dalinzhuang repeats.
It is strange to believe that quality can change trade. The year before last, I was reprimanded and met him while exploring the calendar.
When I first entered Lantian, I was looking forward to it. It's dark and snowing, and my eyes are bitter.
Dragging the ice, it hung up straight. Step by step, push the horse, stumble and get back.
Forget the distant world, and be far-sighted. Sugiyama and Su Pu, Yaoyao and Jiejie.
Concentrate on remembering the road, and escape from danger is more than avoiding odor. I always wanted to be a deputy when it was sunny and foggy yesterday.
On the top of the mound, there are ferrets flashing. The front row is low and wide, full of wrinkles.
Or even if you follow each other, or if you fight. Or whether it is appropriate, or whether it is shocking.
Either it collapses, or it goes away, and it converges. Or if the boat is swimming, or if the horse suddenly.
Or evil, or blessed. Or if you smoke bamboo shoots, or if you inject moxibustion.
Or wrong if painting, or dazzling if tumor. Or Luo Ruoxing leaves, or if the cloud is funny.
Or floating like a wave, or breaking like a hoe. Or, like Ben Lun, the courage to buy after winning the bet.
First strong, then blunt and angry. Or, like the emperor, the cluster faces the base.
Although it is not humiliating, it is far from absurd. Or if the dish is served, the core of the dish is short.
Another example is a trip to Jiuyuan, and the grave was built. Either you are tired, or you are exposed.
Or if it is covered with turtles, or if it is a wild animal. Or winding like a hidden dragon, or spreading its wings like a vulture.
Either a friend or a follower. Either you are wandering, or you stay.
Either you are hostile, or you are married. Or if I am crowned, or if I am dancing.
Either you are fighting or you are hunting. Or oriental notes, or north first.
Or like fire, or like gas feed distillation. Or keep doing it, or leave it behind.
Or inclined but not inclined, or relaxed and unsatisfied. Either naked or smoked.
Or the tortoise broke the omen, or the divination was divided. Either it was peeled off before, or it was broken after.
Delaying departure is also a matter of ownership, and the central rebellion is still embarrassing. Swallow fish and flush, menstruation falls.
Draw trees and walls, whistle and open the barn. Ginseng cuts the sword, Huanhuan Street is attractive.
Apply flowers to cover calyx, and the house will push thunder. You are comfortable, you are crazy.
Beyond is still running, silly and terrible. Big world, agent Xiao Yingmo.
Whoever opens the first rank will advise you. Zhuangzi is simple and clever, trying to bear the pain.
Nothing is a false curse unless it is an axe. Without Hong Huang's biography, it is not worth making great contributions.
Taste and smell in the temple officials, rice powder fell, smell. Writing songs and poems is excellent, but it should be praised when reporting.
About the author:
Han Yu (65438+768-February 25th, 824), a native of Heyang, Henan Province (now mengzhou city, Henan Province), Han nationality, called himself "County King Changli" and was called "Han Changli" and "Mr. Changli". An outstanding writer, thinker, philosopher and politician in the Tang Dynasty. ?
In the eighth year of Zhenyuan (792), Han Yu won the top prize, was promoted twice, and was tired of supervising the imperial history. In the 19th year of Zhenyuan (803), he was demoted to Yangshan for deliberation. Later, he became a foreign official, historian and China calligrapher. In the 12th year of Yuanhe (8 17), he became the marching Sima of Pei Du, the prime minister, and participated in the fight against the "Huaixi Rebellion".
In the 14th year of Yuanhe (8 19), he was banished to Chaozhou for admonishing the Buddha's bones. In his later years, the official to the assistant minister of the official department was called the "Korean official department". In the fourth year of Changqing (824), Han Yu died at the age of 57, and was posthumously awarded The Book of Rites by posthumous title, hence the name "Han Wengong". In the first year of Yuanfeng (1078), Changlibo was posthumously sealed to worship the Confucius Temple.
Han Yu was an advocate of the ancient prose movement in the Tang Dynasty, and was honored by later generations as the first of the "eight masters in the Tang and Song Dynasties". He and Liu Zongyuan are also called "Liu Han", and they are known as "great writers" and "one hundred generations of literators".
Later generations, together with Liu Zongyuan, Ouyang Xiu and Su Shi, are also called "the four great writers of the ages". In the old Guangdong Tongzhi, it was called one of the "Eight Sages of Ancient Guangdong". His prose writing theories, such as "the unity of literature and Taoism", "moderation in speech", "doing good deeds" and "having a proper speech", have important guiding significance for future generations. He is the author of 40 volumes of Han Changli's Collected Works, Foreign Collected Works 10, Teachers' Comments, etc.