Who knows that Fan Chengda's words are based on first frost and small corners?

Fan Chengda likes Lin Bu all his life and Mei very much. His appreciation of Mei, Mei, Mei and Mei is excellent, which can be said to be Mei's bosom friend. In his spare time in Bifan Village, Shihu, Suzhou, Fan Chengda devoted himself to writing a monograph on Mei, Mei Pu, and since then there has been a special record about Mei.

Fan Chengda had an anecdote about Mei. Yang Wanli introduced Jiang Kui to visit Fan Chengda's family in Shihu. It's snowing and plum blossoms are in full bloom. When they were drinking under the flowers, Jiang Kui became interested in poetry and wrote a new song, Thin Shadow and Dimfragrance. These two sentences are from the famous sentence in Lin Bu's poems, "The shadow is thin and the water is shallow, and the fragrance floats on the moon and dusk". When Fan Chengda saw this word, he sang and sang, and he couldn't put it down. He also applauded and sighed for Jiang Kui's talent. Later, please write the word Xiao Hongsong, a girl from Tsing Yi. Xiaohong sang quietly and elegantly, flowing slowly in Jiang Kui's heart like high curative value. His eyes flashed with fluorescence, and he listened to Xiaohong's beautiful song with ecstasy, motionless. Xiaohong also winked at him and immediately ignited Jiang Kui's desire for love. Fan Chengda beside show their love, just smile and twist not language. Jiang Kui will return to Xing Wu in a few days. Fan Chengda didn't think of sending it, so she gave Xiaohong to Jiang Kui. Jiang Kui was overjoyed and returned it with the beauty in tears. Later, when I passed Hongqiao, it snowed heavily. Standing at the bow of the boat, Jiang Kui wrote a poem: "The rhyme of self-created words is the most charming, and Xiaohong plays the flute for me. At the end of the Song Dynasty, I crossed Songling Road and looked back at Yanbo Fourteenth Bridge. "

Fan Chengda has a high official position and has been involved in politics. He was also the last monk after the Southern Song Dynasty, including Yan Shu and Wang Anshi. Judging from the style of his ci, his ci mostly describes the enjoyment of lakes and mountains, or the idyllic leisure, which is graceful and unrestrained. His handwriting has little influence, but it is beautiful. You need to think carefully to understand the subtleties. Look at one of his songs "Eye-catching":

The sun is everywhere, the feet are purple and the beauty is warm and broken. Sleepy, intoxicating, dreaming in the afternoon helps the mind.

Spring is like spring pond water, full of sadness. Dissolve and drag, the east wind is weak, and you want to avoid it.

Avenue for nine years, Fan Chengda led the imperial court to Jingjiang (now Guilin) and served as Guangxi peace envoy. After Pingxiang, the cloudy weather finally cleared up Because of the fatigue of the journey, he stopped to rest by the roadside Liutang, and the rippling spring in the pool triggered his sultry feelings, so he sang this word.

Soft sunlight came down from the cracks in the clouds, and wisps of lavender smoke rose from the ground. The warmth of spring stirs the heat in people's hearts. Pedestrians take off their dusty spring shirts and let the breeze blow all over their bodies. The fragrance of flowers is as intoxicating as wine. The weather makes people feel sleepy for no reason, and they will fall asleep in a trance. Lazy spring thoughts are like soft springs in a pond. A faint sadness rose in his mind, drifting away and boundless. Dissolving the spring water, while trying to avoid the annoying east wind, it is also a ripple. The water on the bright lintel in spring is full of the breath of spring. He is feeling that the center of "the ship is far away and the wind blows the clothes" is moving.

Most poets like to immerse themselves in the fragrance of tea, but the disturbance of the world also makes it easy for lovers to separate. As a result, Xiaoyu upstairs leans lazily against the stunning beauty. They stared at the end of strangers all day, hoping to see the clear shadow of the castle peak, but most of them were disappointed. Fan Chengda expressed the feelings of these women in her poems, and revealed their day-to-day lovesickness. Look at one of his "Qin Louyue":

The building lacks shade. Lan Gan Ying is located in the east wing of the moon. A day when the wind is dew, apricot blossoms are like snow.

Smoke and leakage prevention. Luo mian's dim snuff knot. Snuff knot The film is a dream of spring, and Jiangnan is endless.

The children's voice is locked, and the pavilion is covered tightly, leaving only an empty corner, and the withered oblique shadow shines on the path. The moonlight in the East Room is bright and the breeze is clean, caressing the silent night gently. Apricot blossoms are as white as snow in the moonlight. Thin shadows are oblique. If you play the flute under the flowers at this time, I'm afraid the moon will be drunk, too. Smoke from the blue stove filled the whole room. The smell is very strong. She looked forward to the sound of dripping water to dispel the darkness little by little. The solitary lamp was broken, the curtains hung in the dark, and snuff got married. Only now, the dream of spring is still there. She looked at him and came to her in a canoe, smiling. Thinking of Ouyang Jiong's words, "The bright moon shines through Zhu Hu obliquely, regardless of whether it is bitter or not", she felt resentful at this time. The beautiful landscape of the moon flower highlights her loneliness and helplessness, and she gradually becomes sad when she misses the lamp. If a man far away in Jiangnan knows her mind, he will be sad several times.

Fan Chengda likes plum blossoms very much, and his name is Mei Chi. According to legend, he likes eating plums very much. Once the main house was full of welcoming plums, and Fan Chengda buried himself in it, but it was soon eaten up. Fan Chengda wrote many poems about plum blossoms, and one of them, Little Horn Frost, is still admirable.

The wind breaks in the evening and the spring breaks all night. The pulse flowers are sparse and the sky is light, and the clouds come and go, and they are elected as snow.

If you win, you will lose your sadness. Who said that? Only two lines of geese are low, and people know that they lean on painting the floor and the moon.

On a slightly warm and sunny evening, the wind gradually stopped. The cold disappeared overnight, and the cold spring disappeared in the warmth of spring. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the thin shadow of plum blossoms is sentimental. Clouds are like flocs, and plum blossoms are as white as snow. Lonely plums are sparse, graceful and beautiful to the extreme. At this time, her grief reached its peak. There are thousands of sorrows in my heart, few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. Looking up, I saw two rows of low-pitched geese flying faintly in front of the west building. They also know that Iraqis are lonely at this time, and their hearts are suffering. Acacia has become a necessity. The horizon, the hook Leng Yue, ruthlessly according to the painting floor, looking at her sad.

Fan Chengda's official career was not smooth sailing. Although he was involved in politics, he was impeached and dismissed by the censor in just two months. Later, he was so tired of his career that he wrote to beg him to return to his hometown. Fan Chengda spent his later years in Shihu, Suzhou. The beautiful scenery of Shihu made him forget the pain accumulated in his career for a long time. A person watching flowers under the moon, having a drink with friends in the garden, the singer's euphemistic singing and the villagers' natural self-sufficiency have made him happy for a long time. The writing in this period is fresh and beautiful. Look at his latest poem:

In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze. Draw a hundred turns to prevent a tour of ten thousand. The Don Juan Tower is close to Russia and far away.

It is cold in Jiangguo, and farming is late. Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. Practice of mulberry leaves in Xiumai Liangang. Looking at the new cocoon.

The spring rain is continuous, the pool water rises and the water surface widens. The grass on the shore is lush and the geese in the water are happy. The breeze was blowing gently, and the swaying grass stained the pond bank with spring. Draw a boat winding along, like a leaf in the wind, at the entrance of the nine-bend ileum. The tower on the horizontal pool is still so high and out of reach. The water town in the south of the Yangtze River was hit by the cold, which made spring come late. In the spring rain season, the village broke ground in the south and the village in the north, and spring wheat grew, covering the whole hill in green. Mulberry leaves are layered and grow vigorously. In a blink of an eye, it is the season of wheat harvest again. People can try freshly cooked noodles; Silkworms can harvest new cocoons when they cocoon.

After reading it, I feel that the lines are filled with the fresh, bright and quiet spring scenery of the water town, and the rich and mellow peasant atmosphere can not help but make people fascinated. Fan Chengda pinned his temperament on the mountains and rivers. He went deep into rural life and experienced the joy of farming. The same is true of Lu you in his later years, retiring from the mountains and enjoying the people. During this period, Fan Chengda wrote 60 pieces of Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest. Let's take a look at some excellent works.

spring

Butterfly has entered cauliflower, and no guests have come to Tianjia for a long time.

The chicken flew over the fence and the dog barked until it knew that a businessman had come to buy tea.

There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

summer

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear.

Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

autumn

Add a handful of grass to the house, and the walls of the dense mud houses are like monks' huts.

The wind whizzed past the schoolroom, and Yu Di sounded from the fence.

The new frost announced the depth of autumn and dyed the green forest into valerian forest.

Only the orange garden has different scenery, and there is gold among the green bushes.

winter

Let the boat idle to watch the snow-capped mountains clear, the wind will freeze cold and freeze late.

Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has become ice.

Yellow paper rents white paper to urge, and soap clothes go to the countryside the next afternoon.

Sir, my mind is too dry. I beg you to give me green money to buy wine. Fan Chengda likes Lin Bu all his life and Mei very much. His appreciation of Mei, Mei, Mei and Mei is excellent, which can be said to be Mei's bosom friend. In his spare time in Bifan Village, Shihu, Suzhou, Fan Chengda devoted himself to writing a monograph on Mei, Mei Pu, and since then there has been a special record about Mei.

Fan Chengda had an anecdote about Mei. Yang Wanli introduced Jiang Kui to visit Fan Chengda's family in Shihu. It's snowing and plum blossoms are in full bloom. When they were drinking under the flowers, Jiang Kui became interested in poetry, and wrote a new song, Thin Shadow and Dimfragrance, which originated from the famous sentence in Lin Bu's poem, "Thin Shadow is shallow, and Dimfragrance floats on the moon." When Fan Chengda saw this word, he sang and sang, and he couldn't put it down. He also applauded and sighed for Jiang Kui's talent. Later, please write the word Xiao Hongsong, a girl from Tsing Yi. Xiaohong sang quietly and elegantly, flowing slowly in Jiang Kui's heart like high curative value. His eyes flashed with fluorescence, and he listened to Xiaohong's beautiful song with ecstasy, motionless. Xiaohong also winked at him and immediately ignited Jiang Kui's desire for love. Fan Chengda beside show their love, just smile and twist not language. Jiang Kui will return to Xing Wu in a few days. Fan Chengda didn't think of sending it, so she gave Xiaohong to Jiang Kui. Jiang Kui was overjoyed and returned it with the beauty in tears. Later, when I passed Hongqiao, it snowed heavily. Standing at the bow of the boat, Jiang Kui wrote a poem: "The rhyme of self-created words is the most charming, and Xiaohong plays the flute for me. At the end of the Song Dynasty, I crossed Songling Road and looked back at Yanbo Fourteenth Bridge. "

Fan Chengda has a high official position and has been involved in politics. He was also the last monk after the Southern Song Dynasty, including Yan Shu and Wang Anshi. Judging from the style of his ci, his ci mostly describes the enjoyment of lakes and mountains, or the idyllic leisure, which is graceful and unrestrained. His handwriting has little influence, but it is beautiful. You need to think carefully to understand the subtleties. Look at one of his songs "Eye-catching":

The sun is everywhere, the feet are purple and the beauty is warm and broken. Sleepy, intoxicating, dreaming in the afternoon helps the mind.

Spring is like spring pond water, full of sadness. Dissolve and drag, the east wind is weak, and you want to avoid it.

Avenue for nine years, Fan Chengda led the imperial court to Jingjiang (now Guilin) and served as Guangxi peace envoy. After Pingxiang, the cloudy weather finally cleared up Because of the fatigue of the journey, he stopped to rest by the roadside Liutang, and the rippling spring in the pool triggered his sultry feelings, so he sang this word.

Soft sunlight came down from the cracks in the clouds, and wisps of lavender smoke rose from the ground. The warmth of spring stirs the heat in people's hearts. Pedestrians take off their dusty spring shirts and let the breeze blow all over their bodies. The fragrance of flowers is as intoxicating as wine. The weather makes people feel sleepy for no reason, and they will fall asleep in a trance. Lazy spring thoughts are like soft springs in a pond. A faint sadness rose in his mind, drifting away and boundless. Dissolving the spring water, while trying to avoid the annoying east wind, it is also a ripple. The water on the bright lintel in spring is full of the breath of spring. He is feeling that the center of "the ship is far away and the wind blows the clothes" is moving.

Most poets like to immerse themselves in the fragrance of tea, but the disturbance of the world also makes it easy for lovers to separate. As a result, Xiaoyu upstairs leans lazily against the stunning beauty. They stared at the end of strangers all day, hoping to see the clear shadow of the castle peak, but most of them were disappointed. Fan Chengda expressed the feelings of these women in her poems, and revealed their day-to-day lovesickness. Look at one of his "Qin Louyue":

The building lacks shade. Lan Gan Ying is located in the east wing of the moon. A day when the wind is dew, apricot blossoms are like snow.

Smoke and leakage prevention. Luo mian's dim snuff knot. Snuff knot The film is a dream of spring, and Jiangnan is endless.

The children's voice is locked, and the pavilion is covered tightly, leaving only an empty corner, and the withered oblique shadow shines on the path. The moonlight in the East Room is bright and the breeze is clean, caressing the silent night gently. Apricot blossoms are as white as snow in the moonlight. Thin shadows are oblique. If you play the flute under the flowers at this time, I'm afraid the moon will be drunk, too. Smoke from the blue stove filled the whole room. The smell is very strong. She looked forward to the sound of dripping water to dispel the darkness little by little. The solitary lamp was broken, the curtains hung in the dark, and snuff got married. Only now, the dream of spring is still there. She looked at him and came to her in a canoe, smiling. Thinking of Ouyang Jiong's words, "The bright moon shines through Zhu Hu obliquely, regardless of whether it is bitter or not", she felt resentful at this time. The beautiful landscape of the moon flower highlights her loneliness and helplessness, and she gradually becomes sad when she misses the lamp. If a man far away in Jiangnan knows her mind, he will be sad several times.

Fan Chengda likes plum blossoms very much, and his name is Mei Chi. According to legend, he likes eating plums very much. Once the main house was full of welcoming plums, and Fan Chengda buried himself in it, but it was soon eaten up. Fan Chengda wrote many poems about plum blossoms, and one of them, Little Horn Frost, is still admirable.

The wind breaks in the evening and the spring breaks all night. The pulse flowers are sparse and the sky is light, and the clouds come and go, and they are elected as snow.

If you win, you will lose your sadness. Who said that? Only two lines of geese are low, and people know that they lean on painting the floor and the moon.

On a slightly warm and sunny evening, the wind gradually stopped. The cold disappeared overnight, and the cold spring disappeared in the warmth of spring. The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the thin shadow of plum blossoms is sentimental. Clouds are like flocs, and plum blossoms are as white as snow. Lonely plums are sparse, graceful and beautiful to the extreme. At this time, her grief reached its peak. There are thousands of sorrows in my heart, few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. Looking up, I saw two rows of low-pitched geese flying faintly in front of the west building. They also know that Iraqis are lonely at this time, and their hearts are suffering. Acacia has become a necessity. The horizon, the hook Leng Yue, ruthlessly according to the painting floor, looking at her sad.

Fan Chengda's official career was not smooth sailing. Although he was involved in politics, he was impeached and dismissed by the censor in just two months. Later, he was so tired of his career that he wrote to beg him to return to his hometown. Fan Chengda spent his later years in Shihu, Suzhou. The beautiful scenery of Shihu made him forget the pain accumulated in his career for a long time. A person watching flowers under the moon, having a drink with friends in the garden, the singer's euphemistic singing and the villagers' natural self-sufficiency have made him happy for a long time. The writing in this period is fresh and beautiful. Look at his latest poem:

In spring, a pole rises to add water. Grass and geese, green and breeze. Draw a hundred turns to prevent a tour of ten thousand. The Don Juan Tower is close to Russia and far away.

It is cold in Jiangguo, and farming is late. Village north village south, Grain Rain plows the fields. Practice of mulberry leaves in Xiumai Liangang. Looking at the new cocoon.

The spring rain is continuous, the pool water rises and the water surface widens. The grass on the shore is lush and the geese in the water are happy. The breeze was blowing gently, and the swaying grass stained the pond bank with spring. Draw a boat winding along, like a leaf in the wind, at the entrance of the nine-bend ileum. The tower on the horizontal pool is still so high and out of reach. The water town in the south of the Yangtze River was hit by the cold, which made spring come late. In the spring rain season, the village broke ground in the south and the village in the north, and spring wheat grew, covering the whole hill in green. Mulberry leaves are layered and grow vigorously. In a blink of an eye, it is the season of wheat harvest again. People can try freshly cooked noodles; Silkworms can harvest new cocoons when they cocoon.

After reading it, I feel that the lines are filled with the fresh, bright and quiet spring scenery of the water town, and the rich and mellow peasant atmosphere can not help but make people fascinated. Fan Chengda pinned his temperament on the mountains and rivers. He went deep into rural life and experienced the fun of farming. The same is true of Lu you in his later years, retiring from the mountains and enjoying the people. During this period, Fan Chengda wrote 60 pieces of Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous Interest. Let's take a look at some excellent works.

spring

Butterfly has entered cauliflower, and no guests have come to Tianjia for a long time.

The chicken flew over the fence and the dog barked until it knew that a businessman had come to buy tea.

There are few tourists when blackbirds throw themselves into the forest.

The child paddled like a leaf, weaving a duck array and returning alone.

summer

Plum golden apricot fat, wheat white, cauliflower thin.

No one has ever crossed the fence, but dragonflies and butterflies can fly

Newly-built fields are mud and flat, and every family cooks, and first frost is clear.

Laughter thundered and flail rang all night.

autumn

Add a handful of grass to the house, and the walls of the dense mud houses are like monks' huts.

The wind whizzed past the schoolroom, and Yu Di sounded from the fence.

The new frost announced the depth of autumn and dyed the green forest into valerian forest.

Only the orange garden has different scenery, and there is gold among the green bushes.

winter

Let the boat idle to watch the snow-capped mountains clear, the wind will freeze cold and freeze late.

Sitting and listening to a drop of pearl jade, I don't know that the lake has become ice.

Yellow paper rents white paper to urge, and soap clothes go to the countryside the next afternoon.

Sir, my mind is too dry. I beg you to give me green money to buy wine.

Biography of Fan Chengda (1126-1193) was born in Shihu, Wu Jun (now Suzhou, Jiangsu). Shaoxing Jinshi, worked as some local officials, and participated in politics (deputy prime minister) for two months. In the sixth year (1 170), the main road, as an envoy, went to the Jin Dynasty to discuss state affairs. He fought tirelessly and was almost killed. In the ninth year of Xichun (1 182), he retired to his hometown of Shihu. His ambition to serve the country cannot be realized, and his sympathy for the people's sufferings and helplessness constitute the theme of his poetry creation. Especially in the latter half of his life, he created very distinctive pastoral poems, full of passion for life, which is an excellent chapter in Song poetry. He is good at writing quatrains, and his poetic style is beautiful and delicate.