\u300a\u7121\u984c\u300b\u4f5b\u9451\u6167\u61c3\uff08\u51431320-1376\uff09\u300aNo Title\u300bFu Jian<\/p>\n
\u5802\u5802\u6c23\u5b87\u8d70\u96f7\u9706\u00a0 <\/strong>Head held high his charisma commands thundering \u300a\u7515\u982d\u300b\u4f5b\u9451\u6167\u61c3\uff09\u300aThe Wine Urn\u300bFu Jian\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n \u7515\u982d\u9152\u719f\u4eba\u7686\u9189 \u00a0Everyone gets drunk with new brew from the urn \u300a\u9189\u4e58\u300b\u4e2d\u5cf0\u660e\u672c (\u51431263-1323)\u300aRides When Drunk\u300bZhong Feng Minben<\/p>\n \u9189\u4e58\u767d\u9db4\u767b\u9280\u95d5\u00a0 Drunken I ride the white crane up the silvery way \u300a\u548c\u6881\u5c71\u5341\u725b\u980c — \u9a0e\u725b\u6b78\u5bb6\u300b\u695a\u77f3\u68b5\u7426 (\u51431296-1370) \u524d\u5761\u54ab\u5c3a\u662f\u5102\u5bb6\u00a0 My home lies near at the slop of the hill \u300a\u805e\u5b50\u898f\u300b\u695a\u77f3\u68b5\u7426 \u300aCuckoo Cries\u300bChu Shi Fanqi<\/p>\n \u557c\u4f86\u557c\u53bb\u4e00\u8072\u8072\u00a0 Cuckoos cry and cry in continuation \u300a\u5c71\u6a13\u79cb\u591c\u300b\u9047\u5eb5\u667a\u53ca (\u51431311-1378) \u6708\u8272\u767d\u5982\u665d\u00a0 Moonshine keeps the world in daylight \u300a\u5c71\u5c45\u300b\u61a8\u5c71\u5fb7\u6e05 (\u660e1546-1623)\u300aMountain Living\u300bHan shan Deqin<\/p>\n \u677e\u4e0b\u6578\u693d\u8305\u5c4b\u00a0 Below the tall pines cabins are few \u300a\u591c\u4f86\u300b\u6666\u53f0\u5143\u93e1 (\u660e1577-1630)\u300aNight Fall\u300bHiu Tai Yuanjing<\/p>\n \u591c\u4f86\u7368\u81ea\u4e0a\u897f\u6a13\u00a0 Alone I ascend the west bower as night falls \u300a\u7121\u984c\u300b\u4f5b\u9451\u6167\u61c3\uff08\u51431320-1376\uff09\u300aNo Title\u300bFu Jian \u5802\u5802\u6c23\u5b87\u8d70\u96f7\u9706\u00a0 Head held high his charisma commands thundering \u51dc\u51dc\u5a01\u98a8\u63ac\u971c\u96ea\u00a0 His solemn air heralds frost and snow winds blowing \u5c07\u8ecd\u4e0b\u4ee4\u65ac\u834a\u883b\u00a0 The general orders the execution of men evil \u795e\u528d\u4e00\u63ee\u5343\u88cf\u8840\u00a0 His sword swings up a thousand mile of blood-flow<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,313],"tags":[201],"class_list":["post-20196","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poems","category-poems-","tag-_1"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20196","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=20196"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20196\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20198,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20196\/revisions\/20198"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=20196"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=20196"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.wykontario.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=20196"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n\u51dc\u51dc\u5a01\u98a8\u63ac\u971c\u96ea\u00a0 His solemn air heralds frost and snow winds blowing
\n\u5c07\u8ecd\u4e0b\u4ee4\u65ac\u834a\u883b\u00a0 The general orders the execution of men evil
\n\u795e\u528d\u4e00\u63ee\u5343\u88cf\u8840\u00a0 His sword swings up a thousand mile of blood-flow<\/p>\n
\n\u6797\u4e0a\u70df\u6fc3\u82b1\u6b63\u7d05\u00a0 Flowers bloom red in the forest with fogs on
\n\u591c\u534a\u7121\u71c8\u9999\u95a3\u975c\u00a0 The quiet bower is dark after midnight
\n\u79cb\u5343\u5782\u5728\u6708\u660e\u4e2d\u00a0 In the garden a swing hangs still in moonshine<\/p>\n
\n\u5922\u8de8\u9752\u9e1e\u5165\u7d73\u5bae\u00a0 On the bluebird I dream to the Fairy Land to stay
\n\u9152\u9192\u773c\u958b\u4ff1\u4e0d\u898b\u00a0 Awake with open eyes I see those beauties no more
\n\u4e00\u5ddd\u6843\u674e\u81ea\u6625\u98a8\u00a0 Students stream to me eager to learn as winds roar<\/p>\n
\n\u300aRiding the Ox Home\u300bChu Shi Fanqi<\/p>\n
\n\u758a\u758a\u6625\u5c71\u6a6b\u66ae\u971e\u00a0 Layers of spring beauties veiled in eve hue
\n\u597d\u500b\u6b78\u4f86\u6642\u7bc0\u5b50\u00a0 The time is right to go home
\n\u4e00\u9264\u65b0\u6708\u639b\u7c37\u7259\u00a0 To watch the new moon above my room<\/p>\n
\n\u537b\u7b11\u96e2\u4eba\u4e0d\u89e3\u807d\u00a0 They seem to laugh at wanderers knowing not to station
\n\u4f55\u8655\u6545\u9109\u6b78\u672a\u5f97\u00a0 Where home for the prodigal son be seen
\n\u767d\u96f2\u7a7a\u9396\u4e82\u5c71\u9752\u00a0 Locked by clouds disarray hills remain green<\/p>\n
\n\u300aBower in the Mountain at Autumn Night\u300bYu An Zhiji<\/p>\n
\n\u677e\u9670\u591a\u4f3c\u96f2\u00a0 Even pine shades appear like clouds white
\n\u7a97\u865b\u5c71\u6b32\u58ae\u00a0 My window opens to a mountain scene
\n\u71c8\u707a\u591c\u521d\u5206\u00a0 A burning lamp keeps the night in beam
\n\u6cb3\u5f71\u4e2d\u5929\u898b\u00a0 At midnight the Milky Ways vividly seen
\n\u6cc9\u8072\u9694\u6a39\u805e\u00a0 Beyond the woods murmurs the songs of a stream
\n\u5c0f\u6a13\u6210\u7368\u5750\u00a0 I sit in my bower alone my mind serene
\n\u6b64\u666f\u8207\u8ab0\u8ad6\u00a0 Who would like to share with me this beauty pristine<\/p>\n
\n\u773c\u524d\u56db\u9762\u9752\u5c71\u00a0 Overlooking the area are many green hills
\n\u65e5\u6708\u5347\u6c88\u4e0d\u4f4f\u00a0 Sun and moon revolve in turns incessantly
\n\u767d\u96f2\u4f86\u53bb\u5e38\u9592\u00a0 Clouds in white and grey come and go leisurely<\/p>\n
\n\u537b\u559c\u65b0\u79cb\u6708\u6b63\u5e7d\u00a0 Pleased to see the new moon hanging tall
\n\u8a66\u628a\u7389\u7c2b\u5439\u4e00\u66f2\u00a0 I try to play a tune with my flute in jade
\n\u60f9\u4ed6\u5bd2\u5fc3\u591a\u5c11\u6101\u00a0 O how sorrows chill the heart in haste<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"