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Two Poems by Lu You

Lu You was born in Yin Shan, Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang). His father, Lu Zai, is an official and scholar with great national integrity. After the imperial court crossed the south, he returned to his hometown to write a book. Lu You received patriotic family education since childhood, and determined to take revenge in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression. 29-year-old Kao Jinshi, the first. He was removed from the list because he violated the soldier Qin Gui. When he was a dutiful son, he was born as a scholar and served as a judge in Kuizhou. Promote Changping tea and salt business on Jiangnan West Road, and be familiar with Yanzhou and other local officials. I also worked as an adviser to Wang Yan and Fan Chengda, and later became a doctor in the imperial court instead of a doctor. Dismissed at the age of 65, that is, returned to his hometown to live in seclusion. He died at the age of 86. Lu You insisted on resisting gold all his life. Although he was hit by capitulationists many times, his patriotism never wavered, and he still remembered the reunification of the country until his death. He was a great patriotic poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. He is diligent in writing, writing poems for 60 years in his life and saving more than 9300 poems. Poetry has a wide range of themes and rich contents, among which works that show resistance to gold and serve the country best reflect the spirit of that era. The style of the poem is rough and bold, which is similar to that of Li Bai, so it is called "Little Taibai".

Put down the rope

The road is full of silk and flying catkins, and dusk is coming. At this time, who is talking about something new? There are hundreds of words in slang.

Selling the world today and in ancient times, where is God? You must be drunk before you spend the flowers, and the wine can't reach Liu Ling's tomb.

Put down the rope

See through the vanity of floating life and ridicule others. This body is like a tidal wave in a tidal wave, passing through a thousand waves.

I'm glad to be back safely, a pot of spring wine. Rain, smoke, hats and fishing stones should not be sealed.

A clump of flowers

I'm still haunted by dreams, but I still hate my quiet life. I have never been used to tears in spring, and I am covered in clothes for Iraq. What's more, when playing the flute in the billiard hall, Qing Zi was eclipsed.

Cloister curtains are uneven day and night, so it is appropriate to sleep. You can't tell where the clouds and dreams are, but they are gorgeous, theoretical and lovesick. From now on, I am very haggard and want to know for myself.

A clump of flowers

Shu Xian has a beautiful blue sky and moths on its jade face. After reading Huang Ting's quiet inside, he closed his eyes, worried about the spring scenery, the windows were bright and clean, and the Tang posts were long and fragrant.

There is no medicine in the world, and wind and rain make it cool. Meet * * * old words, sigh dust, life and death. How to accompany me, qingqing, xiaoxiang fishing in autumn night.

Bu operator

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

Go to the west building (meet Huan)

The river is black and red, and swallows fly. I suddenly went to the office that year and hated Yiyi.

It is against one's will to weep and sigh. Full of jade pot flower dew, send spring home.

Dashengle

Electricity turns to thunder and sighs, forty-two years. Try to think back to the past, everything is like a dream, mixed with sorrow and joy, as if it were a passing smoke. The sea of pain is boundless, and love is bottomless. Wandering around, looking at hundreds of leaking ships. Who knows, ask impermanence. In fire, iron makes the body strong.

Huadian will be there later. So I can get my body back to nature. Why bother to think about it? Want a family, be an official and die for fame. It is a shame to live long and poor, which is all arranged by heaven. From now on, be a flying fairy.

Taipingping

The bamboo building is deep and quiet. Red flies are all green and shady, and there are songbirds.

There's nothing wrong with going to Lanting. I'll learn the piano myself. The copper stove curled up in Hainan and washed the dust.

Yue Shanghai Tang

The abandoned garden in the sunset is closed. Hanging by hanging, touching tears. The faint plum blossoms are still crisp and cut into water. When I am sad, I seem to recall the past of Xuanhua.

Pedestrians don't have a sad meaning. Fold the incense, who will send it thousands of miles. Standing by the river, it is difficult to meet each other, and the faucet is riding. The sound of dust is far away, and Chutian Dangerous Building is lonely.

Yue Shanghai Tang

Lanfang embroidery households are sick and tired. Spring wakes up with a sigh and feels bored. Swallows return empty, spend a few days, jade communication. Sad place, an exhibition group.

Smoked cages quelled the cold smoke. Tears are deep and you can still see flowers. How can I forbid him to take a cold pillow when he is full of fragrance? West window dawn, a few silver bottles and jade wells.

Moonlight pear

The scenery in Jiang Chun is soft and smoky. There was no one in the hut, and the embroidered curtain was half open. Outside the flowers, the two sisters called each other to make an appointment.

Xiue forgot to set the stage and thought about it carefully, which added melancholy to her feelings. The chest is crisp and the arm is jade, and I plan to find Pisces to pass the book.

Moonlight pear

Boredom has been lingering, which is just like being sick. A few songs from Hirayama, accompanied by quiet days. Liang Yan urges you to change the smoking cage.

When the old and new sorrows will be exhausted, the hair will disappear and the rain will know the flowers. Where should I send the incense paper? Pearl Embroidery Pavilion, in Liu Yin.

lily magnolia

Shushan has been in the mountains for three years, and now it is still a cloth in the sea, and the journey is uncertain. I am like a Xiqiao crossing a cloud, worrying about winding the pond and closing the grass.

Spring wine is good every year. Try wearing a silver flag to get drunk. Today, all beings are one year old, and I am by no means the only one who wants to get old.

Magnolia slowness

Read the dream of Handan, sigh the blue silk temples, and the early frost invades. It is the flower moon burning Dan, Qingxi watching cranes, but still the initial heart. Over the years, in the turbulent world, the secret of knowing the truth is absolutely profound. Raise Nine Treasures and grow into a thousand trees.

The starry altar is a toddler at night. Dew is cold and transparent. For Cuifeng, Qingluan returned to the moon, and the palace was desolate. Let's play a letter and I'll be your bosom friend. However, it is arrogant, and the years on earth are fleeting.

Prelude to water melody

Jiang Zuo's victory is the oldest Xuzhou. Even the mountains are picturesque, and the beauty lies in the dangerous buildings. The drums and horns are tragic, and the bonfire is extinguished in the air. Recalling the past and recalling Sun Liu. Thousands of miles away, thousands of stoves stay at home.

The grass has been exposed, the wind has fallen, and autumn has passed. Make the monarch macro-release, smile and wash away all troubles in ancient and modern times. Not seeing a trip to Xiangyang has wiped out countless tourists, and resentment is hard to accept. My uncle is chitose, and his name is Han Shuiliu.

spiritual song

Looking for spring in front of the bottle, it's a pity that my mood is completely reduced. A suit of ping mail, drunkenness is not about wine, beauty is far away. This year, malodorous, rainy, Yelang River. Leaning on the floor, playing the flute, looking at the mirror by the window, crying all over.

Flowers fall on the moon and the courtyard is bright. Silence, heartbreak. Hand in hand side by side, it worked at that time, drawing Liang Qiyan. Meet new people, net dust, dance shirt fans. I am ashamed and haggard, and I am careless about my own path, for fear that Yinger will see me.

spiritual song

Chasing the road on the Maha pool, the red and green are uneven in the Spring Festival Evening. Beautiful and charming, begonia drunk, peach blossom warm. Picking vegetables at the beginning is idle, smoke is near, and a city is full of silk pipes. Look at the golden saddle fighting for the road, the car flying over the cover, fighting for the first place, building a new pavilion.

Melancholy years change. Dark ecstasy, rain clouds. The mirror covers the moon, the hairpin beam eliminates the phoenix, and Qin Zheng leans on the geese. And heaven remains our neighbourhood and Shan Ye are lonely and dangerous. Just sigh that spring is coming, Huayang hates it, and the east wind is full.

Yu Hu Die

Tired guests travel all their lives, flogging Luo Jing and seeing Xiaoxiang off. What year is this? It's Gao Tang for Song Yu. Embroidered curtains open, incense dust rises at the beginning, lotus steps are steady, and silver candles are branches. The end of darkness. Swallows are ashamed and jealous, and butterflies are busy around bees.

Unforgettable fragrant bottle is diligent in persuasion, the cold is new, and the jade leakage is still long. How much affection, only worry about the invasion of the corridor. I asked with a smile when I wanted to go home, and I was very close. The Prime Minister was mad. Break someone's intestines. Give me a vacation and spare time to get on the horse.

Shengchazi

Give the mountain back to the Lord and say plow hand. The new knot of little Russian just occupies the estuary of Qingjiang River.

Dust does not melt clothes, and neighboring songs often hold wine. That's like when you are on an official tour, you can break all the willows in the pavilion.

Shengchazi

Liang Kongyan is a nest, and the quiet pigeons in the courtyard urge the rain. Spray perfume on court clothes, and guests will talk less.

There are thousands of strands of silk on the sideburns, so you can't vomit without force. Lonely dreams are full of xiaoxiang, and the moon is soft.

within walking distance

Hanging out, painting silver candles every night. Who has seen Wuyun Danzao, raising yellow buds for the first time?

The spring breeze gives birth to the purple emperor, and the East China Sea feasts in Yanggu. After entering the peach blossom, I gave Yuchen a thousand welcome.

within walking distance

The wild goose didn't return, and the treasure was broken. That's even more frozen, as if human feelings are thin.

This is a lonely city in dark rain. I am at the corner of Chushan Mountain. I'm tired of asking Bo for information, but I'm afraid it's still empty.

within walking distance

From Bigang, take a boat, and in the evening, stop at Sanhuazhou to prepare for the night. The color of the Baiping River on both sides of the river makes the boats seem to be stained with green.

When there is a place to see, it is home, and Lingqiu is full at four o'clock. After waiting all night, the next day was a smooth flow and random drifting, whether in the south or north of the Yangtze River.

within walking distance

One more cape, how many slanting days. Drive away the sandman 100 thousand and the pale wall of Ssangyong.

Young people don't laugh at the decline of old people, and it seems to taste the same. Insist on going deep into the frozen clouds and exploring the news of Messi.

within walking distance

The wind and frost exposed the cold, and the night banquet was held at Yuhua Palace. Kiss the purple emperor's incense table and watch the golden branch Chiba.

Fairy dew green pot has begun to take shape, and its fragrance is the second best. After getting drunk, I rode Feng Dan and watched the spring scenery in Penglai.

within walking distance

Swing sleeves to Xifeng, no feet. Under the crutches, facing the whale sea, the smoke sails are vivid.

It is dusk to watch the clouds dance. Thank you for your kindness to stay.

within walking distance

Find a predestined relationship, and pay the jade pot elixir. Who knew that the solitary crane in Liaotian came from the depths of urban dust?

In the middle of the month, I played the flute to Baling, and the flowers went to the previous appointment. What is the limit of retro? Sighing mountains and rivers is like yesterday.

within walking distance

Ping Dan went out of Qin Guan to drive two deer out of the snow. I want to ask you to have a safe trip and enjoy the bamboo planting in Iraq.

The spring grass was green several times, and the Han Palace was robbed of ashes. Look at the change, the situation is shared with honor and disgrace.

within walking distance

On the lotus peak in autumn, Gao Nie leans against the sky and blue wall. Who is the companion of Shi Weng, there is a temple of heaven.

Bright, red dragonfly, dark thunderstorm. Laughter makes them rich, and laughter makes them Zen.

within walking distance

I have been thinking hard about going home, and I am as anxious as a cocoon. In the dream, the lake is misty and rainy, and the mountains are not heavy.

Before respect, I lost the madness of my youth, and I accidentally sent away the spring talk. Flowers swallow home, sighing for years.

within walking distance

China watches have a history of 1000 years. Who remembers driving a lonely crane? Looking back, mountains and rivers are cities.

The world is full of chariots and horses, and the dust is everywhere. And go to Gexiandan Well to see the flowers bloom and fall.

within walking distance

Swing your sleeves and fly over the cliff. There are white clouds in the ancient elixir furnace.

My heart is like a pool of calm water, sitting for thousands of breaths. In the middle of the night, I was surprised to see whale waves and the sun.

within walking distance

Happy return to the East at the end of the year, sweeping away the history of the city. Pick out the chaotic mountain ring and grab a pond.

Sell fish and get drunk, but pay for the flute. Home is thousands of clouds away, but Sha Ou knows each other.

well

Alone in Boshan, the peak is small and the green fog flies around. I'm afraid I'll learn the clouds and do spring dawn on the balcony. Xiao Chun, Xiao Chun, full of green in the courtyard.

An gongzi

At the beginning of the storm. In the sound of rules, spring scenery fades. The most ruthless and scattered, rose. What's more, this year's window is haggard. People are strange, and poetry wine is silent. Scroll to the medicine stove, forget the window willow pavilion.

Everything is calm. Gunpowder traces are still in Shannon. Hate the moon and worry about flowers, and fight for faith. Let's stop now. Empty memory of your predecessor, and then come to Zhangtaima. If you come by yourself, you will be afraid. Every time you meet a song, you meet a glass of wine, but you say the old saying of Kyoto.

Xinghuatian

The old horse is too old to be happy Just singing and dancing. You have the golden cup. Don't sue. Look at spring and dusk.

Who tied the money and wicker? Don't go again, the city eggplant urged to go. The residual red moment is nowhere to be found. All belong to the hives of Yanhu.

Qinyuanchun

Pink broken plum tips, green leaves moving, deep spring. Gradually, the beaded curtain rolled low, the branches moved slightly, the carp jumped on the ice, and the birds were warm in the forest. Lizi helps the poor, bamboo sticks are sad, and a statue of turbid wine tears. Touching for a long time, sighing mountains and rivers and Ran Ran, time flies.

I didn't expect it at the time. Nothing can be done without frost. Look at the old friend, the sand embankment is yellow, the fish hangs jade, and the mink reflects cicada gold. Although many countries are strong, there is no way out, and Wan Li is desolate. In the east wind, there are willows in Baqiao, and I will return to my heart.

Qinyuanchun

Farewell to Qin Lou, the Spring Festival has arrived in a blink of an eye, and the lights are on. Memories are smiling, the grip is delicate and soft, the jade is fragrant and the flowers are fragrant, and the snow is warm and crisp. I miss the distant heart, I feel sick in spring, and I blame my life. Do you know that the fragrance fades away and the tears dye the soul?

It is difficult to tie a long rope. Tired guests drift away, leaving few old friends. However, in the suburbs of the river, geese rise, the fishing village complains, the cold is burning, and the lonely inkstone gives birth to ice. Water surrounds the mountains, and smoke is pale and clouds are miserable. Even if there is a high platform, I often dare not climb. Where the soul disappears, the fish can't find it, and the dream is unfounded.

Qinyuanchun

The lonely crane will fly back and spend another day in Liao, so the old friend will change. After all, the dead graves, the vast dreams and the ants of the princes have all become dust. How did you neglect spring on that day when you took wine to the garden and asked for flowers and willows? Times have changed, sighing that the belt stays and the temples are frosted.

Make friends. Spread out like a cloud. Unexpectedly, I am in this body now. Fortunately, the eyes are bright and healthy, and the tea is fragrant and the rice is soft. Not only am I old, but also people are poor. Avoid danger, destroy ambition, idle in the short boat lake. What do I hate? A fisherman was drunk, and a friend in the stream was his neighbor.

Bean leaf yellow

The waist is on the spring breeze floor. Try Hamamelis first and then enjoy the flowers. I can't help myself. Little makeup is late and beautiful.

Bean leaf yellow

Spring is often rainy and windy, and the sunny spring sky is empty. Who cares about sediment? Hating poverty is like life is not satisfactory.

Chibi ci

Forbidden, Yijun came and married Xiangchu. Thailand and Thailand in Xifu took a unique step and made a candle in the Golden Lotus Palace. Embroidery, fairy treasure belt, look at the speed of flying. Life is impermanent, and a statue belongs to this place.

Looking back at Mozi Qingmen, West Lake Leisure Park, selling thousands of bamboo shoots. The raven should be fine, and the dream is unbearable. Years are amazing, fame looks in the mirror, and short temples are not much green. Have fun and get drunk with you.

Night tour palace

After the banquet, the bead curtain is half rolled. Outside the eaves, people are fragrant with wax. The green fog is raining and the sound is broken. Leaning on the fragrant shoulders, looking at the atrium, the shadows are messy.

Wan is the Gaotang Pavilion. Baolian, musk smoke is warm at the beginning. The moon is full every night. Embrace tenderness, hate this year, the cold is still shallow.

Night tour palace

The snow is clear and messy. Sleepwalking, I don't know where I am. An iron horse has no power like water. Xiangguan River, Yanmen West, Qinghai International.

Sleep in the cold light. Sound leakage, moon-slanting window paper. I promised to seal Hou in Wan Li. Who knows, although the sideburns are broken, the heart is not dead.

Night tour palace

The cold invades the jade quilt alone at night. Have a dream, get up if you fail. I want to write new tears and splashed paper. Recalling grace and sighing for the rest of my life, so far.

Snuff dropped. Ask the reporter what happened at this moment? Nagato is only a stone's throw from Wan Li. Hate your heart is like a dangerous fence, which is difficult to rely on for a long time.

Ding Fengbo

Hang a whip according to the hat to send the guests back, and a plum is flowing in the small bridge. I don't remember getting sick every spring. Who says that fragrance will help everyone?

Andrew often buys wine when he is free, holding hands and seeing that you are very open. Young people, young people, went to their temples from now on. Because of this, they were urged by the times and hated it.

Pick mulberry seeds

Baochai combs her hair late upstairs and is lazy to play on the swing. Idle heavy smoke, witch hazel wide, sleep in a bun.

Li Hong hasn't sent a letter from Liaodong for several years. Before playing the tears game, I was worried about the sonnets of the spring breeze.

Pick mulberry seeds

At the foot of the three mountains, the laity is idle and the towel is red. Slightly drunk and sleeping, the wind leads the flying flowers to fall into the fishing boat.

Endless desire

Clouds are heavy, water is heavy, and you are in the midst of thousands of clouds. Yueming fishing tube.

Your head is not young, your ears are not deaf, and wine can make you blush. A statue of someone is the same.

Endless desire

The bridge is like a rainbow, the water is like empty, and a leaf is floating in the misty rain. God teaches people to fly.

The side eaves make the crab house stagger and stagger to the fish market. Then smell the twilight.

Endless desire

Pale face, sideburns, full of money. Officials often sleep during the day when they are free.

Painting Lingyan, going to Ganquan, a teenager since ancient times. Only the cuckoo is intimate.

Endless desire

Enlightenment is floating, hate is floating, and looking back at a thousand points is light. Peace of mind from now on.

Love the sound of pine, love the sound of spring, for those who understand loneliness. The empty river is full of autumn and bright moon.

Endless desire

Twilight, twilight, dream pen across the bridge. The wind woke up the wine.

Watch the tide, watch the tide, and stay in Xiling. Cut tobacco can be boiled at the beginning.

Qingyu case

The west wind and waves bring the sound of rain, just washed away, yellow hair. The old man was dressed in mourning. Thousands of rocks lie high, and the five lakes return to the city to replace the smoke.

The old friend is in the flat account, and his white waist is so strong. I am an old fisherman and a prince. Xiaogou red wine, fragrant Li Dan at night, remember the rivers.

Nanxiangzi

The dream lies in the boat bound for Wu, and there is still a long way to go before the station. Look at the arrival of the first parrot in Nautilus Island, and watch the smoke trees disperse in Wuchang in the sunset.

New white hair grew on his sad sideburns, and he wanted to go to the palace to see the old king. Speaking of hometown, it is bleak and desolate, but I am afraid it will overcome my hometown.

Nanxiangzi

When you enter Huangzhou at an early age, you will encounter wine. A dream in 30 years, sad, the guest road is rustling, and the temple is autumn.

I was ashamed of myself when I visited again. Look in the mirror and lean against the building. The boat, flute and smoke are all over.

Nangezi

When people reach middle age, it's hard to say goodbye when they meet each other in a different place. In late autumn, the wind and rain guests are cold, and the sorrow and joy are mixed outside Chaotianmen.

The thin horse is walking in the frost, and the canoe is on the snow beach. A lindane at the foot of Wengshan Mountain is a three-year dream.

Zhao junfen

Cicadas sing all day in the yard, and people are tired and lazy to shake their fans. Xiao Jing writes about Xiaoxiang, which is cool from birth.

Shuangyan is blooming outside the curtain, and someone is watching it under the curtain. Bao Zhuan dismantled the palace and burned incense.

Liu zaoqing

Jinli is prosperous, surrounded by palaces and old houses, with strange flowers and plants. Ke Jun demon Ji, scrambling to fly to Lejin, gathered in the car.

No curtains are needed. The baby cup is soaked, and the clouds are rosy. Don't hate the end of the world with silver candlelight and songs.

Liu zaoqing

Ten years in the Jianghu, singing and selling wine, not going to Beijing. The root of the matter is nature, Changting tobacco, dilapidated temples and sandstorms.

Aim high and break the world. Outside the drizzle, there are thousands of tall buildings. I'm afraid I won't see you for a while in the Ming Dynasty. People are plum blossoms.

Dongting spring scenery

Strong writing, meritorious service in old age, mistakes in the past. The success or failure of the hero, the gain or loss of the porch, are all incomplete and naive. Please look at the dream in Handan that day and wait until it is finished. You know, if you have money, you can't lock yourself up.

There is no meaning in the world, how can I get it? And fishing rod fishing boat, pen bed tea stove, idle listening to the sound of rain, a suit of laundry dust, Qin about Luoshui, dark bronze camel empty. He bian, Mu Feng Hou Dingyuan, image Kirin.

Qiubomei

Autumn came to the border town, the sound of the horn sounded, and the peaceful bonfire lit the bonfire. Singing and singing, standing on a high place, he gave wine to the land, which produced infinite enthusiasm for restoring Guanzhong.

Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon? The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.

Qiubomei

Once I scattered all the flowers in the palace, and I fell into the dust. Lead flowers are washed away, pearls are not royal, and bones are immortal.

I'm drunk and I'm riding a whale east. You drive Su Luan from there. Looking down at the moon, collecting herbs on the roof, who are you with?

Wind blowing loose

Ten years by the river, the wine is hidden in the red dust, and the gold is chosen to win the flower sea, relying on madness to drive youth. Playing the flute is like a dragon, and poetry is new.

Self-pity is covered with shawls, and it is still official. Fenglou often thinks of the language of that year and asks what it's like to be a relative. I want to send a message to Wu Jian. I'm really free this time.

Romantic son (housewife)

A beautiful woman is short-lived, and she is eager to marry Hongliang. Remember to sleep in the green window, sing quietly and leisurely, turn the sentences over and over, and the grid becomes exquisite. More impulsive, Su Wan left ink, fine jade caressed solitary tung. Toad cold at night, water floating slightly frozen, phoenix note Chun-Li, flowers pale red.

Who knows that in life, I am sad and happy, and I am falling into the flowers. Empty envy painting hall parrot, deep closed golden cage. I love the mirror of treasure. I often wear makeup late, embroider my teeth, and urge the dance to be sloppy. Heartbroken city bridge moon flute, light room frost bell.