Ancient poems about wallets

1. The "purse" poem in Tang poetry and Song poetry

1, put the purse in a watch as usual (Fu Mupi Shengci)

2, tomorrow's money bag is cold (Jiang's "Why Xin Lang Bing Chases Wu")

3, green bag rice and empty people (Liu Tang Zongyuan "Liuzhou Meng Yao")

4, green purse purple scales (Tang Lijie's "Fishing Songs")

5. Make the fish into a purse (called "Family Eight")

6. Make the fish into a wallet (Yue, Tian Jia Shi Jue)

7, more green hot rice (Song Yang Wanli "Seven Zhuzhi Ci")

8, green rice Pu Wei ("Su Songzhe", "Send Sun Pu")

9. Bought wine in the purse (Bo Ren's "Fu on the Pocket")

10, the purse is not a bass (Song Song Bolen's Fish in the Pouch)

1 1, black fried rice and black fried fish (Zheng Song Mengzhou, fisherman)

12, Chen Duxiu's "Golden Tears (56)")

2. A poem describing the pouch that is about to open the lotus leaf [Song] Ouyang Xiuchi is full of wind, and the leaves are sweet between the waves.

Who covered water in Zhang Qing, but covered it with red makeup to sing lotus picking? Lotus [Song] Wang Anshi's charm reveals Sichuan, and the sky is beautiful. Do you know that?/You know what? Agger is detached, so he should be a beauty.

Xiaochi [Song] Yang Wanli's eyes are silent, and the water in the stream is sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Like a Dream [Song] Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in the Xiting, intoxicated with it, and does not know the way home. When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and walk into the depths of the lotus.

How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. Lotus [Song] Zhai Cuigai red makeup Yao Rixian, West Lake Belle Club group fairy.

Boping Shilipu Yunjin, graceful and fragrant while painting a boat. Huanxisha Zhangyuangan Mountain surrounds Pinghu and shakes the city. The reflection of the lake is immersed in the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.

When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning. A plum cut in the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root fragrance, jade lingering autumn, light solution to Luo Shang, alone green boat.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Yan's first first frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing.

Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.

Lotus is delicate and full of tears. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.

Ye Mengde, Linjiang Xian, didn't see the fish jump into the harbor, but deliberately passed by the lake. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He.

Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.

No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.

Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo's bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone.

Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.

Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? Swallows are locked in the building.

Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.

Huang Chaobuzhi's South Garden is Better than Summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.

Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.

Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions. Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers.

The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job. Autumn evening in Liu Yong, Gan Caozi, is littered with rotten lotus flowers and pearls fall in succession.

The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing. I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.

Man Fang Ting, Huang Tingjian, the water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed.

Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup. The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving.

I can hear that after a light rain, she died in bloom, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen. The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes.

The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green. Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and it will return when it is clear.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

Mulberry seeds, lotus flowers by Ouyang Xiu, and the West Lake are good. When carrying wine, you don't need a flag, and the red building is covered with green. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

Yan, a health inspector, hated wading in the river, so he moved to live near Xitou. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop.

Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.

The sound of rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Ouyang Xiuliu, a fairy in Linjiang, and the sound of rain dripped, breaking the sound of lotus. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.

We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.

The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

Seeing Lin Zifang [Song] and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

The operator lotus flower Xin Qiji changed clothes, and the shade covered the wind and rain. June is cool and full of mandarin ducks and cattails.

Lotus root is long, but lotus root is bitter in flowers. Just for the sake of romance, there are many worries, which is more in line with beauty.

A touch of crimson lips, a touch of lotus fragrance, Wang Shili West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup. Lotus root flowers are soaked in water.

Clean and fragrant. I remember swimming in a red cloud once.

Chatting with each other is like a stagnant pool, like a ten-mile West Lake. Lotus is charming, and Su Shi was bright and lotus in Song Dynasty.

Natural, especially romantic style. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white.

Every time I bow my head, the moon is bright and the wind is cool, I am silent and the demon is powerless. In the end, you have to put down the boat, live in the depths of fragrance and see the color of Iraq.

Resentment Wang Qingzhao Lake is windy, autumn dusk, red and fragrant. That water, that mountain, that mountain, is very close to people, endless and endless.

Lotus seeds have become lotus leaves, old, clear and washed, and the flowers are from Cao Ting. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.

Queqiao Xiantanabata sends lotus songs. There is no wave in Fang Yue Galaxy, and there is no summer in Qionglou. A little tender as water.

Willing to donate Lampe to worry about the canal, try your best to relax and slim down. Wave heart seeps snow, gull predestinates rain.

Lotus can be Chu. Heaven openly admits, look at me, how to hold you down.

Bodhisattva Manlian, Song Chenyu and a south porch face the hibiscus shop, and the weather is good. There is less red and more green, so the scene in front of the curtain is strange.

The rope bed is ebony and full of fragrance every day. Sleep a new article, and the flowers will take charge.

In the mid-Song Dynasty, I dreamed of lotus flowers, wandering in the land, the wind was boundless, and the road was boundless. The old man was Feng Wang Lu Lang. Only one thousand bottles are used for a month's salary, because it smells of copper and flowers.

Dong Hehua's glorious ancestors were harvested in the evening wind, and the small pond was clear. Hu bed lingers alone with wine, and sometimes there is fragrance blowing, clouds and algae are chaotic, and fish swim at the bottom of leaves.

Empty machine bearing dew cover, no ice capacity, melancholy makeup Xiao Luan mirror. When jathyapple is cool, the moon is pale and the flowers are drooping. Who can save it?

And remember, when you lean on the railing, you can imagine that Jiangnan is red for thousands of hectares. Two-color lotus songs Song Cao Xunfeng Marsh is bright and blue, the lotus shadow is bright and clean, and the waves are clear.

The muscles are like jade, and the smoke face is faint and red. Occupy the wind color, shine intoxicating eyes, and make up white plum.

On the bank, willows droop gently, and flying dust tries to stop them. Thick green lotus net, column to warm horizontal pond.

Fight for the grass shore. You'd better watch the boat from a distance before rowing.

It seems to be a pair of mandarin ducks, and they are also friends of Chunhoe. Frequent feasts, fragrant array, Yaochi late.

Ti Ying, Xu He and Zhao Xiuquan, Wu Yunsong, Wenying, wore colorful brocade and crossed the pond to attract Yuanyang to play in the water. At the dawn of sunset, the flowers come back smiling, and the tulle protects the wick.

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3. A poem describing the pouch that is about to open the lotus leaf [Song] Ouyang Xiuchi is full of wind, and the leaves are sweet between the waves.

Who covered water in Zhang Qing, but covered it with red makeup to sing lotus picking? Lotus [Song] Wang Anshi's charm reveals Sichuan, and the sky is beautiful. Do you know that?/You know what? Agger is detached, so he should be a beauty.

Xiaochi [Song] Yang Wanli's eyes are silent, and the water in the stream is sunny and soft. The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Like a Dream [Song] Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in the Xiting, intoxicated with it, and does not know the way home. When I am happy, I will go back to the boat at night and walk into the depths of the lotus.

How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu. Lotus [Song] Zhai Cuigai red makeup Yao Rixian, West Lake Belle Club group fairy.

Boping Shilipu Yunjin, graceful and fragrant while painting a boat. Huanxisha Zhangyuangan Mountain surrounds Pinghu and shakes the city. The reflection of the lake is immersed in the green hills, and the crystal building wants to watch the night.

When the fog and willow are dark, the clouds are overcast and the moon is full, and the dew is turned over by fireflies, and it is rustling until morning. A plum cut in the Northern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root fragrance, jade lingering autumn, light solution to Luo Shang, alone green boat.

Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Yan's first first frost was disappointing. Through Ye Ying's voice, it seems to imitate Qin E's singing.

Take a nap, wake up one day, double bamboo covered with cold wave. Rain blows and wind blows, and the sky rises.

Lotus is delicate and full of tears. Obliquely facing the new moon in Lv Yun, the curved ring looks like a frown.

Ye Mengde, Linjiang Xian, didn't see the fish jump into the harbor, but deliberately passed by the lake. Whispering winds and chaotic Yu He.

Wei Yun blew away and the moon fell. I haven't finished drinking a glass of white wine, and I'm staggered when I come back.

No one can sing the song of picking ling. Xiao Xuan pillow bamboo, eaves shadow hanging star river.

Yong Yu Le Su Dongpo's bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite. Jumping fish in a curved harbor, lotus dew in a round place, but not alone.

Like three drums, one leaf is loud, and the dark dream cloud is broken. The night is boundless, and I can't find a place. I feel that I have traveled all over the small garden.

Tired of tourists from the ends of the earth, I returned to my home in the mountains and looked at my hometown. Swallow house is empty, where is beauty? Swallows are locked in the building.

Ancient and modern dreams, but there are old joys and new grievances. At different times, the night view of the Huang family is a sigh of Yu Hao.

Huang Chaobuzhi's South Garden is Better than Summer. In twos and threes, Hsinchu first came out and crossed the eaves to invade households.

Listen to the chaotic lotus wind and sprinkle the phoenix rain. After noon, the curtains are uneven, cicadas are singing away, and dreams are still there.

Stay, the past is empty, have you ever lived when you met? It is not enough to count human events, but also to dream about emotions. Look at a few floating flowers, a wisp of fragrance lingers.

The strange Taoist said: Tao Qian did a great job. Autumn evening in Liu Yong, Gan Caozi, is littered with rotten lotus flowers and pearls fall in succession.

The moon is born after the rain, and it is freezing. I can't stand such loneliness without companions in the swimming pool! But next to the parrot in the golden cage, the words pink lang are written.

Man Fang Ting, Huang Tingjian, the water is thick and clear, the new strip is light green, and the green light reflects the virtual pavilion. Golden flower frost heron, lotus path picks up duckweed.

Du Xiangzhu's trunk was bent, thin and sparse by red makeup. The night wind is clear, the pond is full, and the water is clear and the stars are moving.

I can hear that after a light rain, she died in bloom, so she moved to the Hu bed and became a square screen. The practice scale is full of clouds, the sound is constant, and the eaves ring wind chimes.

The banquet was reopened, and the Yaochi was full of snow and green. Recalling Yuhang Pan Lang's long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain is like a cluster in the lake, and the monk's room faces the lake all around, and it will return when it is clear.

Lotus fragrance spray even the clouds pavilion, pavilion sound clear eaves priests. Don't come to dust and stain other people's clothes, and dream of flying in vain.

Mulberry seeds, lotus flowers by Ouyang Xiu, and the West Lake are good. When carrying wine, you don't need a flag, and the red building is covered with green. The original boat went deep into the flowers, fragrant and golden, misty and rainy, drunk and returned to his hometown.

Yan, a health inspector, hated wading in the river, so he moved to live near Xitou. Wandering the Mulan boat, wandering the two-yuan shop.

Unreasonable frivolous clouds, dark for the base fiber rain. Green sleeves are too cold to talk to Lotus.

The sound of rain fell on the light thunder pool outside Ouyang Xiuliu, a fairy in Linjiang, and the sound of rain dripped, breaking the sound of lotus. Soon the rain stopped and the broken rainbow appeared in the west corner of the building.

We leaned against the railing until the moon rose in the east. Swallow flies back to the door, peeping at Hua Liang and asking. I took the curtain off the jade hook.

The bed on the bed is flat, like a cool water wave, but there is no ripple. Watery pillow, there is a hairpin on the shore.

Seeing Lin Zifang [Song] and Yang Wanli off in Jingci Temple, after all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at 4 June. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

The operator lotus flower Xin Qiji changed clothes, and the shade covered the wind and rain. June is cool and full of mandarin ducks and cattails.

Lotus root is long, but lotus root is bitter in flowers. Just for the sake of romance, there are many worries, which is more in line with beauty.

A touch of crimson lips, a touch of lotus fragrance, Wang Shili West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup. Lotus root flowers are soaked in water.

Clean and fragrant. I remember swimming in a red cloud once.

Chatting with each other is like a stagnant pool, like a ten-mile West Lake. Lotus is charming, and Su Shi was bright and lotus in Song Dynasty.

Natural, especially romantic style. Under the cover of thick green, a thousand beauties shine on the water, so red and so white.

Every time I bow my head, the moon is bright and the wind is cool, I am silent and the demon is powerless. In the end, you have to put down the boat, live in the depths of fragrance and see the color of Iraq.

Resentment Wang Qingzhao Lake is windy, autumn dusk, red and fragrant. That water, that mountain, that mountain, is very close to people, endless and endless.

Lotus seeds have become lotus leaves, old, clear and washed, and the flowers are from Cao Ting. The heron sleeping in Sha Ou didn't look back. It seemed annoying, but people came back early.

Queqiao Xiantanabata sends lotus songs. There is no wave in Fang Yue Galaxy, and there is no summer in Qionglou. A little tender as water.

Willing to donate Lampe to worry about the canal, try your best to relax and slim down. Wave heart seeps snow, gull predestinates rain.

Lotus can be Chu. Heaven openly admits, look at me, how to hold you down.

Bodhisattva Manlian, Song Chenyu and a south porch face the hibiscus shop, and the weather is good. There is less red and more green, so the scene in front of the curtain is strange.

The rope bed is ebony and full of fragrance every day. Sleep a new article, and the flowers will take charge.

In the mid-Song Dynasty, I dreamed of lotus flowers, wandering in the land, the wind was boundless, and the road was boundless. The old man was Feng Wang Lu Lang. Only one thousand bottles are used for a month's salary, because it smells of copper and flowers.

Dong Hehua's glorious ancestors were harvested in the evening wind, and the small pond was clear. Hu bed lingers alone with wine, and sometimes there is fragrance blowing, clouds and algae are chaotic, and fish swim at the bottom of leaves.

Empty machine bearing dew cover, no ice capacity, melancholy makeup Xiao Luan mirror. When jathyapple is cool, the moon is pale and the flowers are drooping. Who can save it?

And remember, when you lean on the railing, you can imagine that Jiangnan is red for thousands of hectares. Two-color lotus songs Song Cao Xunfeng Marsh is bright and blue, the lotus shadow is bright and clean, and the waves are clear.

The muscles are like jade, and the smoke face is faint and red. Occupy the wind color, shine intoxicating eyes, and make up white plum.

On the bank, willows droop gently, and flying dust tries to stop them. Thick green lotus net, column to warm horizontal pond.

Fight for the grass shore. You'd better watch the boat from a distance before rowing.

It seems to be a pair of mandarin ducks, and they are also friends of Chunhoe. Frequent feasts, fragrant array, Yaochi late.

Ti Ying, Xu He and Zhao Xiuquan, Wu Yunsong, Wenying, wore colorful brocade and crossed the pond to attract Yuanyang to play in the water. When the sun breaks, it is late, the flowers come back smiling, and the veils protect the lights.

4. The "purse" poems related to purses in Tang and Song Poems.

1, put the purse in a watch as usual (Fu Mupi Shengci)

2, tomorrow's money bag is cold (Jiang's "Why Xin Lang Bing Chases Wu")

3, green bag rice and empty people (Liu Tang Zongyuan "Liuzhou Meng Yao")

4, green purse purple scales (Tang Lijie's "Fishing Songs")

5. Make the fish into a purse (called "Family Eight")

6. Make the fish into a wallet (Yue, Tian Jia Shi Jue)

7, more green hot rice (Song Yang Wanli "Seven Zhuzhi Ci")

8, green rice Pu Wei ("Su Songzhe", "Send Sun Pu")

9. Bought wine in the purse (Bo Ren's "Fu on the Pocket")

10, the purse is not a bass (Song Song Bolen's Fish in the Pouch)

1 1, black fried rice and black fried fish (Zheng Song Mengzhou, fisherman)

12, Chen Duxiu's "Golden Tears (56)")

5. Urgently seeking the history of the development of the purse "The ornament of the ancients in China-the purse" ■ The purse of Song Qi in Wang Yizhi is a fragmentary small bag that people carry with them in the traditional costumes of China.

The shapes of wallets are round, oval, square and rectangle, as well as peach, wishful and pomegranate. The patterns of the purse are complex and simple, including flowers and birds, animals, insects, landscapes, figures, auspicious words, poems and figures, which are very decorative. The predecessor of wallet is called "Lotus Bag".

Load, load; Bag, bag also. The so-called "bag" is a small bag used to hold odds and ends of fine things.

Because ancient clothes had no pockets, some items that had to be carried with them (such as towels, stamps and coins) could only be stored in such bags. The earliest lotus bags can be used with both hands and shoulders, so they are also called "holding bags" or "pulling bags".

Later, I gradually felt that my shoulder was inconvenient, so I hung it on my waist, forming a custom called "side bag". Lotus bags are usually made of leather, so they are also called "bags".

For example, a piece unearthed from Subhas's tomb in Shanshan, Xinjiang, is made of sheepskin, rectangular in shape, 6.7 cm long and 3.7 cm wide, with a lace at the mouth for hanging (Figure 1). The earliest existing capsules are relics of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

After the Han Dynasty, following its custom, the book Bei Tang Shuchao quoted the biography of Cao Zang 136: "(Cao) is easy to operate, wearing a small bag to pack towels and fine things." "The Book of Jin Deng Youchuan" also records that Deng Youmeng saw a woman walking at the water's edge, and the beast cut off its capsule from behind.

It can be seen that in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, both men and women carried bags with them. The bag is decorated with animal head patterns, also called "animal head bag".

This kind of capsule image decorated with animal head pattern can also be seen on the stone relief of a Han tomb in Yinan, Shandong Province: the eastern part of the north wall of the middle room is divided into upper and lower compartments, both of which are engraved with character stories. The two people in the small box are wearing cloth hats, tied behind their heads with straps, with sleeves rolled up and straps around their waists.

Among them, one person on the left is wearing a belt, and a tiger head bag is hung on the right waist belt (Figure 2). From the picture, the bag is relatively large, exquisite in workmanship and embroidered with lace. The same purse is painted on the case of the west section of the north wall of the middle room. The difference is that the characters are wearing in different directions, and a tiger-headed purse is hung on the left waist belt.

In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the satchel system was formally established. The bags people wear are not all leather, but also silk fabrics, but they still use the name of the bag. "Six Rites of Sui Shu": "Sacks (Northern Dynasties), more than two kinds of gold wisps, three kinds of gold and silver wisps, four kinds of silver wisps, five kinds, six kinds of colorful wisps, seven kinds, eight kinds, nine kinds of colorful wisps and animal claws.

Those without official seals are not suitable for wearing bags and claws. "To the Sui Dynasty, it was specially applied to the following myobu of Emperor Liang to avoid the beast's head sac of concubines.

"Sui Shu Etiquette Seven": "Liang Di, the bow of clothes, the buckle of silver, is like his job. Pei, Qingshou, eighty songs, one foot six feet long, with claws.

I am a contemporary woman. Lin Bao, eight characters, cloth exhibition clothes, copper ring buckle, the text does its duty.

Pei Shui Cang Yu, Ai Ai ... Animal claw bag. "Animal paw purse" is a kind of purse, referred to as "animal paw" or "claw", which is a small purse woven with animal paw patterns. Officials in the Northern Dynasties often wear it around their waist to seal the ribbon.

In the Tang Dynasty, the official seal, fish symbol (turtle symbol) bag and the bag containing exquisite things were used separately. According to the record in the Forbidden City, "In the first year of last year, more than nine kinds of bags were sharpened with knives, made into the shape of fish, and taken as the symbol of strength." Sharpen bags and fish-shaped bags are called "fish bags" and "seven wastes" in the old and new Tang books.

These seven things are sabre, knife, whetstone, action truth, punch, syringe, flint bag and so on. Seven Things to Waste Time should be the former name of Seven Things Pocket (Chapter 78 of Qi Lu Deng).

Women in the Tang Dynasty especially like to wear purses. Most of this wallet is round with different patterns on it.

Most of the women wearing satchels are dressed in Hu clothes and belts around their waists, dressed as western women. However, lotus bags are usually hung around the waist, such as the stone carvings of the Wei tomb line in Wangcun, the maid in the tomb of Li Chongrun in Tang Dynasty and the tomb murals (Figure 3). In the Tang Dynasty, many ethnic minorities had the custom of wearing lotus bags. For example, in the mourning of princes in Dunhuang Mural/Cave Kloc-0/58 (Figure 4), it can be clearly seen that there are two ethnic minority figures with lotus bags hanging around their waists, and the lotus bags made are very distinctive.

For example, in the first row, a man kneeling on one leg is cutting his nose. His left waist is hung with a heart-shaped wallet, which looks like a cloud. In the second row, there is a waist-shaped purse hanging on the left waist of the man with his hands on his chest, and the color is the blue edge of Baidi Lake.

These two wallets both look exquisite and have exquisite workmanship. The lotus bag worn by Tibetan emissaries in Yan Zou Ma Tu in Tang Dynasty also reflected the customs at that time.

According to research, most of the "fish bags" and "turtle bags" carried as ornaments in the Tang and Song Dynasties were bags for holding things. Wallets became precious decorations in the Tang Dynasty.

"Feng Shiwen, Birthday" in Tang Dynasty shows: "In the seventeenth year of Xuanzong's reign, the Prime Minister said that the birthday on August 5th was a thousand-year rhythm, and people presented gifts." Du Mu's poem "The Main Building of Guo Qin": "The name of the festival will be empty in the future, and Ruth will not inherit it."

The dew-bearing bag, that is, the purse, evolved from the eye-catching bag (the custom of eye-catching bag: in the early morning of the first day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, women use colored silks to bloom on trees and flowers, which is said to wash their eyes and improve their eyesight for one year). The name of Guan Bai's sacrificial capsule is "dew-bearing capsule", which is a metaphor for bathing the emperor's favor.

Folk imitations are given as holiday gifts and used as decorations. Men and women often put them around their waists to hold sundries. In the frescoes of Cave 189 of Qizil Grottoes in Xinjiang, there is an image of the benefactor of Qiuci's nobility drawn in the 6th-7th century (Figure 5), with a girdle around his waist and a short knife and a heart-shaped chicken bag hanging on it.

The map is now in Berlin, Germany. There are many things hanging on the belt of the Uyghur king in the east wall of Cave 409 of the Five Dynasties in Dunhuang (Figure 6). Among them, the purse is unique in shape, like a gourd, but the upper mouth is trumpet-shaped, the bottom is round, and the upper part is small.

The color is white, which may be caused by fading. At the same time, the purse with the same shape was also found in the tunnel of Cave 39 in Yulin Cave, and it was also seen in the Uighur aristocratic ritual Buddha map.

Another example is the donor statue in Cave 169 of Baizixi Grottoes in Turpan (Figure 7). A lotus bag is hung on the right belt of the eight-body Uighur donor, and there is a bead at the top of the lotus bag. Lotus bags are the same in style and size, but different in color.

This painting is now in Berlin, Germany. "wallet" this.