Wang zongchen

Wang zongchen

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No. Ziyan, from Wuyuan (now Jiangxi). Jiaxi three years (1239) born. In the second year of Xianchun (1266), he was elected in Central Asia and was not an official in Yuan Dynasty. He died in 1330, 92 years old. There is a collection of Ziyan, which has been lost. See "Xin'an document records" Volume 87 "Mr. Ziyan Wang gongzongchen's deeds". There are 13 poems in existence today, and 4 of them are recorded in Quan Song Ci.

Selected Poems

Man Jiang Hong. Spring rain

be careful in spring, one third after rain. From the beginning, Lantern Festival, no sunny day. It doesn't hinder the original green grass in the suburbs, but the hills are covered with dark clouds. That East King, te Sha have no network dimension, spring is powerless. Yan is very busy and muddy. The bee is very worried, the spleen is not dense. Even more, the cold food of pear blossom. The withered red Yin peach is not better than me, how can it soak the East domain wheat. Wangqian village and egrets are lined with xiahong to explore the fine color.

Two days before Qingming Festival

Last year came and went early. It's strange that the courtyard is old. I know who's in charge. Every family is lost. The smoke of Xiaoxiang is far away. If you don't remember the carving beam, how much is the old day's favor. Around the eaves of the Qingming Festival. So the nest is still in the bamboo eaves.

On the moon over the river

The White Snake died in the night, while the deer chasers and the fish gathered. Zhang Jun, a red flag male, is a natural dragon. The crown of the monkey can be despicable. It's a mess. Chu's tent is full of dust. Under the gall, a whip will run eastward. The pavilion is long, the boat is empty, the fan Zengqun generation is full of fat and marrow. I hate to see Qinguan pass, but I'm ashamed to face Jiangdong landscape. If it's fame and wealth, it's dark in the setting sun. The stone furnace is gray and cold, and the soul of beauty is green.

Winter solstice

Waiting for the yellow bell to move, blowing out white ash. Five clouds are heavy on the head, lurking in the thunder. Mo Daoxi's voice is wonderful and quiet, and the sound of bamboo and phoenix is in harmony, and the nine inch rhythm is in the beginning. If you want to know the heart of heaven, please learn from Yan Hui. It's cold and warm, and it's good when you're poor. It's picturesque outside Caiyun mountain. One Qi passes through the orifices first, and all things revolve around the corners of the head. The official road is early in spring, and the Xiao leaves a few plum blossoms.

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Collection of purple rock