{"id":12109,"date":"2012-03-12T21:24:01","date_gmt":"2012-03-13T01:24:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=12109"},"modified":"2012-04-11T08:04:51","modified_gmt":"2012-04-11T12:04:51","slug":"%e8%a5%bf%e6%b1%9f%e6%9c%88-%e5%ae%8b-%e8%be%9b%e6%a3%84%e7%96%be-1140-1207","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=12109","title":{"rendered":"\u897f\u6c5f\u6708 (\u5b8b) \u8f9b\u68c4\u75be (1140-1207)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\u591c\u884c\u9ec3\u6c99\u9053\u4e2d<\/p>\n<p>\u660e\u6708\u5225\u679d\u9a5a\u9d72\u00a0 \u6e05\u98a8\u534a\u591c\u9cf4\u87ec\u00a0 \u7a3b\u82b1\u9999\u88cf\u8aaa\u8c50\u5e74 \u00a0\u807d\u53d6\u86d9\u8072\u4e00\u7247<br \/>\n\u4e03\u516b\u500b\u661f\u5929\u5916 \u00a0\u5169\u4e09\u9ede\u96e8\u5c71\u524d \u00a0\u820a\u6642\u8305\u5e97\u793e\u6797\u908a \u00a0\u8def\u8f49\u6eaa\u6a4b\u5ffd\u898b<\/p>\n<p>Tune: Moon Over West River<strong>\u00a0 <\/strong><strong>\u8f9b\u68c4\u75be<\/strong>(1140-1207) \u6c5f\u7d39\u502b\u8b6f<br \/>\n(On my way home through the Yellow Sand Ridge)<\/p>\n<p>My presence startled magpies leaving the moon-lit trees<br \/>\nCicadas shrill at midnight in the gentle breeze<br \/>\nThe sweet fragrance in the rice fields promises a bumper year<br \/>\nIn celebration frogs croak their chorus I happily hear<\/p>\n<p>High in the sky seven or eight stars twinkle<br \/>\nThis side of the hill two or three raindrops sprinkle<br \/>\nI recall a small tavern near the village woods<br \/>\nThere it appears where the path leads to the bridge over the brook<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u591c\u884c\u9ec3\u6c99\u9053\u4e2d \u660e\u6708\u5225\u679d\u9a5a\u9d72\u00a0 \u6e05\u98a8\u534a\u591c\u9cf4\u87ec\u00a0 \u7a3b\u82b1\u9999\u88cf\u8aaa\u8c50\u5e74 \u00a0\u807d\u53d6\u86d9\u8072\u4e00\u7247 \u4e03\u516b\u500b\u661f\u5929\u5916 \u00a0\u5169\u4e09\u9ede\u96e8\u5c71\u524d \u00a0\u820a\u6642\u8305\u5e97\u793e\u6797\u908a \u00a0\u8def\u8f49\u6eaa\u6a4b\u5ffd\u898b Tune: Moon Over West River\u00a0 \u8f9b\u68c4\u75be(1140-1207) \u6c5f\u7d39\u502b\u8b6f (On my way home through the Yellow Sand Ridge) My presence startled magpies leaving the moon-lit trees Cicadas shrill at midnight in the gentle &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/?p=12109\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,62],"tags":[201],"class_list":["post-12109","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","category-poems-by-","tag-_1"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12109","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12109"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12109\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12281,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12109\/revisions\/12281"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12109"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12109"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12109"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}