What are the poems praising calligraphy?

1, the book

Tang Dynasty: Li Peak

Cutting Jane Longwen see, Linchi bird traces Shu.

Hetu gossip out, Luo Fan nine categories of the beginning.

The dew is full of spring light, and the bones of the collapsing clouds are still there.

Please look into the wood, an inch is not false.

Translation

Poolside birds sound sparse environment quiet leisure, leaning against the railing carefully assessed the text on the brief.

Calligraphy is the starting source of Chinese culture, and it was the existence of the Luo River that led to the appearance of the Book of Luo.

The calligraphy is rounded and powerful, and the strokes are like broken clouds with hidden strength.

Please look carefully at each stroke, every inch is round and smooth, sinew and bone.

2, Shi Cangshu drunken ink Hall

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Life literacy worries began, the name of the rough memory can rest.

What is the use of cursive writing to exaggerate the speed of the gods, and the opening of the scroll makes people sad.

It's a good thing I've tried it, but I'm not sure how long it will take for you to recover from it.

They say that there is great joy in it, and that it is no different from a free trip.

Nearly a few years ago, the name of the hall was Drunken Ink, and it was like drinking wine to get rid of all the worries.

Now I know that Liu Zi's words are not delusional, and that his addiction to charcoal is as precious as his shyness.

Jun in this art is also to the clouds, piles of walls as a hill of failed strokes.

It was a great honor for me to be the first to be able to write a book on this subject, and to be able to do it in a way that I could not have done.

It is not possible for me to create my own book, but it is a matter of pushing and pulling.

It is not a matter of time before the book is written, but it is a matter of time before the book is written, and it is a matter of time before the book is written.

No less than Zhong Zhang is enough for you, and I'm better than Luo Zhao.

It is not necessary to study hard at the pool, but to fill the bedroll with silk.

Translation

A person's life of sorrow and suffering begins with literacy, so it is enough to be able to write and recognize one's own name. What's more, the use of cursive writing to boast of the magic and speed of calligraphy makes people look at it in a blurred trance that is worrying.

I always laugh at myself for having loved cursive writing, I don't want you to have this "problem", I don't know which year will be able to recover from the disease? Also said that there is what the greatest joy, very satisfactory and satisfactory, and Zhuangzi's free travel is not different. Recently, Mr. Chuang built the Drunken Ink Hall, just as drinking fine wine can dispel sorrows and eliminate worries. Looking at you, I realized that Liu Zongyuan was right when he said that a patient who is addicted to charcoal eats charcoal as if it were a delicacy.

Mr. Zhang in the art of calligraphy can also be said to have reached the highest level, with the bad pen piled up on the wall as high as a hill. When you are in the mood, you can use up as much paper as you want by waving your pen and ink, as if you were a steed trekking all over the land of Kyushu in a single turn of the eye. My calligraphy is created by imagination, there is no chapter and verse, a little bit of a painting to write, and do not bother to scrutinize and ponder.

Why is it that my casual comments are only accommodated by Mr., even the words and pieces of paper will be collected? If I were to use the phrase "no less than Zhong Yao and Zhang Zhi" to describe you, I would say that you deserve it.

If you evaluate me with "down and Luo Hui, Zhao Raid", I seem to be better. From now on, you do not need to be like Zhang Zhi, the pool of hard learning, the pool water all black; those who have not been dyed white silk instead of writing and then dyed to make clothes, it would be better to use it directly to make bedding bed net.

3, the title of drunkenness made after the cursive scroll

Song Dynasty: Lu You

The chest of the Lei Luo hide five soldiers, want to test no way empty lofty.

Wine is the flag and drum, pen, sword and lance, the potential from the sky down the Milky Way pouring.

Duanxi stone pool thick as ink, candlelight shooting each other flying across.

Shortly after the scroll is put back to the wine, such as to see thousands of miles of smoke and dust clear.

The husband's body should be established, and the adversary's luck is over when the line is leveled.

When will you go out of the Wuhuanshi at night, you will not hear the sound of whips.

Translation

There is a military strategy in my heart, but I want to try something but there is no doorway.

Cursive writing is like marching to war, drinking before writing, as if the army's flags and drums to strengthen the prestige, the pen in the hand is like a warrior's sword and spear, its momentum is like the Milky Way pouring down from the sky.

To Duanxi inkstone ink grinding, in the candlelight, the pen down vertical and horizontal as flying.

In an instant, he finished his cursive writing, and then he served his cup and drank wine, as if he had won a battle, eliminated a national disaster, restored peace, and felt hearty.

The aspiring men should build up their career and have something to stand for, and the fate of the Jin invaders is over, so they should go and pacify them.

When will we be able to send out troops to crush the Xiongnu as we did in the Wuhuansai during the Han Dynasty to conquer the Jin people in the north? I can already imagine the scene of our army in very solemn ranks, hearing only the sound of whips being raised to urge the horses, but not the sound of human speech.

4, Sun Xin Lao seek ink wonderful Pavilion poem

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Lanting cocoon paper into the Zhaoling, the world's relics are still dragon.

Yan Gong's change of method is a new idea, the fine tendons into the bone like the autumn eagle.

The Xu family's father and son are also outstanding, the word outside the force hidden in the prongs.

The Yishan family's calligraphy has been passed down in the hills, and the penmanship has remained in Yangbing for thousands of years.

Duling's commentary is thin and hard, but I don't believe in this theory.

Short, long, fat, and thin, each with its own style, who dares to hate the jade ring and the flying swallow.

Wu Xing is a very old man, buy broken thick silk.

Turtle pedestal into the seat chi hidden wall, empty fast day quiet hear DengDeng.

The strange traces were scattered out of Wu and Yue, and the legend of the victory boasted of friends and friends.

The book was written in the end of the poem to write, in order to put the chestnut tail of the book of the stream vine.

Later, he looked at the present as if he were looking at the past, and the past hundred years were like a wind lamp.

Liu Lang remembered He Jian in other years, and said that he should be obeyed at the same time.

Translation

The real Lanting Preface written on cocoon paper has been buried in the Zhaoling Mausoleum, but Wang Xizhi's dragon and tiger leaping glyphs are still left on earth.

Yan Zhenqing Gong changed calligraphy to create new ideas, the font sinewy and strong as an eagle in autumn.

The calligraphy of Xu Peak's father and son is also extremely clean and elegant, with a strong and vigorous writing style that does not reveal its sharpness.

The stone carvings on the hills of hills show the model, and the one who inherited the calligraphy for thousands of years is Li's Yang Bing.

Du Fu commented on calligraphy, especially on the thin and hard, such a point of view I can not listen to.

Calligraphy, no matter how short or long, fat or thin, has its own posture, the jade ring fat fly swallow thin can say which is not beautiful!

The governor of Huzhou is really a good ancient and elegant, not hesitate to spend money to buy broken stone monument engraved text.

The pavilion has a tortoise-shaped pedestal, the wall is inlaid with chi dragon carving, daytime quiet book lounge empty, only to hear the sound of the top of the monument sound dengdeng.

You give the marvelous topiary to friends traveling all over Wu and Yue, elegant things to talk about among friends praise.

Writing a letter to ask for a poem to be written by me personally, so I wrote it on the famous paper Hepatite.

These are the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in a position to make a difference in the way she lives.

In the future, people will also be like the year of the Liu Lang nostalgia He Jian, regret did not sit with us at the same time to show the heart of the reverence.

5, cursive song line

Tang Dynasty: Li Bai

The young man on the number of Huaisu, cursive writing the world called the only step.

The ink pool flies out of the northern sea, and the brush kills all the rabbits in the mountains.

The weather was cool in August and September, and the hall was full of drunkards and lyricists.

There are several boxes of paper, hemp and silk in rows, and the ink color of the Xuanzhou inkstone is bright.

My teacher leaned on the rope bed when he was drunk, and swept away thousands of sheets in a flash.

The wind and the rain were so fierce that the flowers and the snow fell!

Getting up to the wall without stopping, a line of figures as big as a bucket.

It's like hearing the gods and ghosts, and seeing the dragons and snakes.

The left disk and the right knit like a shocking electricity, like Chu and Han attacking each other.

Hunan's seven counties are home to several families, all of which have barrier books.

Wang Yishao, Zhang Boying, a few waves in the past.

The old man Zhang Bian died of old age, and I am not a teacher of this meaning.

All things are born in the past, so why do we need the Gongsun Dame to dance?

Translation

The little boy, the little monk, named Huai Su. Your cursive writing can be called a style that is unique in the world.

You used up so much ink that you could have kept whales in the Arctic Ocean. You use so many rabbit-hair brushes that it's no wonder all the rabbits in Zhongshan have been killed.

The weather is cool here in August and September. Drinkers and poets, high chambers full.

On the floor are boxes of white cloth and paper pads, all of which people have asked you to write on. On the table were stone inkstones from Xuanzhou, radiating the black and bright light of ink.

My little master took a nap on the rope bed when he was drunk . Rising suddenly, he swept across thousands of sheets of writing in a flash.

As the wind and rain, soughing and shocking. And like flowers flying snow drifting, a pale. Sometimes the hand does not stop writing to the pink and white wall, and the words are as big as a bucket.

Watch you write one by one as terrified as seeing ghosts and gods. The only thing you can see in your eyes is the dragon and the phoenix and the boa constrictor.

The pen power left disk right closed, left and right, as the sky lightning. Also like the war between Han and Chu back and forth saw.

Hunan seven counties how many famous family everyone. That family's screen and powder wall did not treasure your pen and ink?

What Wang Xizhi what Zhang Boying, that also called grass saint? Compared with you, we know that they are a waste of hundreds of years of false fame.

My crazy drinking buddy Zhang Xu, also known as the grass saint, he is now but the old, can't eat, now can't make up the grass saint's name. My young master's brushwork is not bound by the rules of the ancients.

From ancient times to the present day, everything to the extreme level of innate talent. Why should you have to watch Gongsun Damiang's "Hunde" sword dance to be inspired, as Zhang Xu did?