Zha Shiguan

Zha Shiguan

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Zha Shiguan, named Huaizhong, is a native of Haining, Zhejiang Province. All the students are generous and righteous, and they are good at work. In his early years, he wrote a lot of poems in the name of poetry. He was poor and could not publish them. Wu hengzhao called his poem: "chenxiong Xiuyan has great talent. Do not make the body of secluded deep respect narrow, do not dye shallow skin mediocre rotten habits He is called one of the "three sons of Longshan". He has six volumes of Nanlu Shichao.

Selected Poems

After the snow, AI Ting recruited Zhang Hai, Chen Qingyan from baichuanshan, Chenghe village family, Dan he, to borrow lvyinzhai and Qingyan, xueyige plum blossom, and Qiancun wine can be sold on credit. The cold wind sinks the watchman at night, and the lonely guest dreams of Chunhua. Moon is more rogue, homesickness has a limit. Feiteng is ashamed of the twilight scene, which is heavier than Arong's family. Night deep appropriate said cake, cold heavy and hold the cup. Shu Brocade smoked cage protection, Tang flower Jie drum urge. the red world covers the short day, and the white war cultivates the genius. I love Chen jingzuo, who can come with the old rain. To zhangchuanshan Wumen, to Jianguan, to the west, and to the west, we can play games to find a happy home. one crane and one piano, with enough furniture, one mountain and one water is better than many tours. Yi Qi looks back on Chang'an Road and sings the song of sad heroes. Liu Shengjia's words are recorded in the sleeve, and the open wagon, mule and horse pass lightly. You can't plough the mulberry fields, and you can't sail home. When I'm drunk, I have no home to leave. I love you so much. the story of donghaicheng, the story of Xichuang. I love qilishantang road most. I only have leisure to see you off. Beihong's letters are so mixed that he feels old and new for a while. There is no shallow language in front of a bosom friend's bottle, so I will think long after I leave. His family is heavy, his family is heavy, his family is greedy and his family is deep. the fallen leaves mourn the cicada, the autumn water is broad, and the chrysanthemum sky has wine to bear. He once roamed for sweat by riding crane, and at that time, his post was flooded. No fish, no fish, no fish. When I am ill, I am still in my old state in summer, but I am sad that I have a new worry in autumn. In the mountains, there is no limit to people's dreams, but they go around the eastern Wu Fan Li Zhou. Summer border, salt border. In today's Xi'an County, salt is formed by the south wind in summer, so it is called Xiaqi. This is the song of Emperor Shun Nanxun. Today, there is a Yu's Qin terrace.