"Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty" Volume 210
Volume 210_1 Accompanying Wei Zhongcheng’s envoy to visit Helin Temple Huangfu Zeng
The ancient temple has been passed down for a long time, and the city has closed its pavilions for leisure. The fragrant flowers and the Dharma couple float into the deep mountains.
In the cold void, lonely clouds rise and disappear. Xie Gongyi is lying high, but he wants to return eastward.
Volume 210_2 Send Du Shiyu back to the capital (one is Du Zhongcheng, the other is Lin Zhongcheng) Huangfu Zeng
On the Huilong Festival after the war, he went to Fengchi to the sky. The five lakes are born in the cold, and the branches of thousands of years are in spring.
Hu Qing was already afraid of knowing that he had summoned so much love. Huaien was partial to farewell and cried towards Jinghui.
Volume 210_3 Reward Zheng Shiyu and see Huangfu Zeng on an autumn night
The night in the forest is empty, and the river and Yangxing are already born. Before leaving the official residence, I knew the love of distant mountains.
The wind in the tall willows is difficult to control, but the cold spring moon helps to illuminate the sky. Yuan Gongfang is lying in the snow, with rulers and chai Jing.
Volume 210_4 Repaying Dou to pick up the relics and present them in the autumn (at that time, the Duke ordered to remove the admonishment officials from Jiangyin) Huangfu Zeng
We met in Yongxiang of the isolated city, and the sun was half-slanted at the gate of the declining willow tree. .
I want to send my close ministers to Wei Que, but I still pity the remnant chrysanthemum in the Tao family.
Volume 210_5 Wei Shijun's house, Hailiuli, chanting about Huangfu Zeng
There is a breeze in Huaiyang, and the durian flowers in the twelfth lunar month are red with snow.
This is often the case in the closed pavilion, and the hearts of the rivers and lakes are in the branches.
Volume 210_6 Send Master Pu back to Yangxian (a poem written by Huangfu Ran) Huangfu Zeng
It is difficult to see the Flower Palace for a long time, and the Taoist remembers thousands of lanterns. The remaining snow enters the forest road, and the monks return to the temple at dusk.
The sun shines on the tender grass, and the spring drips with spring ice. Why seek convenience? Looking at the mind is a vehicle.
Volume 210_7 Sending Li Zhongcheng back to his homeland (a work of sending someone back as an envoy) Huangfu Zeng
The general also returned to the Qin Dynasty with a special banquet and returned to Qin with two banners. Guanhe Sanjin Road, guest from Wuyuan.
The lonely garrison is surrounded by clouds and sea, and the spring is spent in flat sand and snow. Look at the jade sword to repay your kindness. Where is the smoke and dust?
Volume 210_8 He Xie Sheren stayed in Huangfu Zeng on a snowy night
The night in Forbidden City was heavy, and the spring breeze filled the forest with snow. The dream of a returning guest from Cangzhou is in the heart of a close minister.
Waiting Han Xuan Ming Yu, accepting the favor by bestowing gold. The cold leakage in Jianzhang makes the wall deeper.
Volume 210_9 Looking for Liu Chushi Huangfu Zeng
I haven’t seen him for several years, and the forest covers Chaiguan. It's a clear night when I stay as a guest, and I talk to you about the old mountains when I meet you.
The cold weather in the city is imminent, and the moon comes back early. Although Nanmo is close, it is like a hermit.
Volume 210_10 Huangfu Zeng, a virgin in the land, cried.
From now on, there is no hope of seeing each other again. The Chaimen is open to the snow. When Er Mao encounters difficulties in the world, he hates covering the spring platform.
Returning to the empty hall at night, the lonely city sends its guests home. When the Han family visited Taoism, they were still afraid of the crane writing.
Volume 210_11 Farewell to Huangfu Zeng at Wucheng Water Tower
After traveling thousands of miles, I cherish this one. Guests dispersed on high buildings, sails flying in the drizzle.
The mountain journey follows the distant water, and Chu’s thoughts are in the green maple. *** said it was easy in the early stage, but it is the same everywhere in Cangbo.
Volume 210_12 Inscribed to Huangfu Zeng, Master of Wumen Yong
The only room in Spring Mountain, sitting alone on the lush grass. The body is silent and the mind is enlightened. The flowers are idle and the birds are singing.
In the thin spring pine path, return to the west of the bamboo forest. I said goodbye to my family members in the evening and left Huxi Yiyi.
Volume 210_13 Send Lu Hongjian to the mountain to pick tea and return to Huangfu Zeng
Thousands of peaks are waiting for the guests, and the fragrant tea is growing in clusters. Picking knows the depths, and the haze walks alone.
Youqi Mountain Temple is far away, and the wild rice and rocks are clear. In the quiet night, the lamp is lit, and the sound of the chime is missed.
Volume 210_14 To Liu Yuan and Foreign Minister Qing Huangfu Zeng
Recalling Xin'an County in the south, thousands of mountains with sunset. The broken ape knows how long the night is, and the autumn grass helps the river grow.
Thinning hair should become primed, and green pine can only withstand frost. Aicai is called the Lord of the Han Dynasty, and he is waiting to return to his hometown.
Volume 210_15 To Zhang Zhongfu and Huangfu Zeng
A sad wind arose in Jiupu, and Yunling separated the east field. The weather is full of chickens and millet, and the firewood gate is closed in the snow.
The lonely village is on fire at night, and the child is waiting to return to the boat. Those who are quiet remember each other in their hearts, and they are afraid of spending the year away from home.
Volume 210_16 Sending Yuanshi Yucheng to Hunan Huangfu Zeng
Yunmeng traveled to the south and flowed thousands of miles to Sanxiang. The mountains and rivers are separated again, and the emperor is also sad about the autumn.
The white slips help the king, and the clear apes help the guests. Being isolated and prone to illness, I recall Cangzhou at the end of the year.
Volume 210_17 Arrival at Huayin Huangfu Zeng in the evening
When the wax is gone, travelers return to Huayin. Celestial palms emerge from the clouds, and ancient pine and cypress temples are deep.
The wild rivers are covered with ice, and the cold rivers are burning across the forest. The hot springs are approaching, and the palace trees are sinking in the evening.
Volume 210_18 Sending Kong Zhengshi Huangfu Zeng
There are many places in Tukou Mountain, and your return cannot be found. The family is poor and the history is young, and the body is old and white.
Sweep the snow to open pine paths and dredge springs through bamboo forests. The rest of my life will be spent in hills and valleys, so why bother seeing each other off?
Volume 210_19 Qiuxing Huangfu Zeng
Fireflies and fallen leaves are everywhere, and there are many flowers in the late autumn. The city is completely illuminated, and the cold rain can be heard outside.
When people are away, they see their temples faded. What a group of people there is when a crane is alone at dusk. Chu Ke is thousands of miles away, looking at the blue clouds with lovesickness.
Volume 210_20 Returning to Zhongcheng envoy Huangfu Zeng of Xinluo
Nan Yi went away with his favor, and Dongyi traveled across the sea. The sky is far away from the country, and the water reaches the lonely city.
The weather has become cooler and cooler, but I still worry about the vast journey.
The clouds and waves are not extreme, and there are two flags coming and going.
Volume 210_21 Sending Master Shaowei to travel to the southeast Huangfu Zeng
The people from Shiliang are not here, and it is even farther to go alone. A young man begging for food on the mountain, looking for Zhongye Temple in the distance.
The wind sweeps away the pine gate, and the snow on the waterfall cannot be cleared away. On an autumn night, I can hear the pure Buddhist scriptures, and the remaining sound chases the ocean tide.
Volume 210_22 Send Judge Wei to Central Fujian. Huangfu Zeng
I am a guest from Central Fujian, and I have two banners on the sea. There are fewer passers-by from the north, and the sea water divides towards the south.
Wild cranes hurt autumn farewell, and forest apes avoid smelling them at night. The Han family worships Yaxiang, and the wise son invites him to honor him from afar.
Volume 210_23 Sending people back to Jingzhou (a poem by Li Jiayou) Huangfu Zeng
The color of grass follows the horses, and they come out of Qin together leisurely. The water carries the clouds and dreams, and the mountains meet the spring in the cave.
The shadow of the sail reaches the Three Gorges, and the sound of the apes reaches all around. Once the Qingmen are separated, it is difficult to see people from Duling.
Volume 210_24 Posted by Master Jingxu when he first arrived in Yunmen (a poem written by Liu Chang) Huangfu Zeng
In the cold white clouds, the Dharma couple helped him. The bamboo path leads to the bottom of the city, and the pine gate is across the water to the west.
Fang Tongwozhou is not like Wuling fans. It seems that the place is known, and the peak is Kuaiji.
Volume 210_25 Chun and Mr. Du moved into the Changxing residence and presented it to the prime ministers Huangfu Zeng
He wanted to move to a more quiet place, so he moved from a desperate place. The officials of Qin were rich in food, but the people of Yao were of low rank.
The locust trees in the halberd door are full of shade, and the bamboo leaves hang down by the book window. Only separated by midnight, separated by thousands of years of branches.
The deep kindness is there in the north tower, and the distant forest in the east knows it from the dream. The sun sets behind the gate, and the trees in the distance are scattered.
Discuss the Tao Qi Yuanyi, write poems to recall Fengchi. What a blessing it is for me to be a duke. I have a long life and a proud voice.
Volume 210_26 Huangfu Zeng’s slogan on the road
Returning home without seeing home, I am old and have tears in my eyes. The carriage is on the river bridge and the weather is good in the city.
Volume 210_27 The spring at the foot of the mountain Huangfu Zeng
The mountain light is reflected in the clear water, and the forest shadow is reflected in the clear water. I know there is noisy on the rocks, but I remember the tranquility in the mountains.
Volume 210_28 I sent it to Huangfu Zeng early in the morning
When I saw the returning hero on a snowy night in Chang'an, I danced with him in the Forbidden City. The dawn gradually divides under the two bridges, and the sound of leakage is far away among the flowers. When the smoke from the furnace suddenly rises, a fairy battle begins, and the jade pendant becomes the leader.
***Lotus flowers grow like rain and dew, and their yellow leaves should not be left in the wind for a long time.
Volume 210_29 Qiu Xi expresses his love to the Master Huangfu Zeng
I have seen the hibiscus flowers exposed in the morning, and the lonely crane is alone in the crowd. A true monk was born with no worries.
In the quiet night, he burned himself with incense. I can hear the running water by the window, and I can see the white clouds when I go to the solitary peak.
I even want to sit in the place where I chant sutras in the early morning and watch the snow falling on the pines.
Volume 210_30 Zhang Fen visits Huangfu Zeng, who lives in the suburbs
The rain in the forest has dispersed and the coolness is early, and there is already the sound of weaving to welcome autumn. The three paths are desolate and I am ashamed to greet guests.
I am ashamed to be called my brother after ten years of aging. I feel sad and regret my late life, but only look at the glory of Mu Jin in the world.
If you resign from office and join hands with the sun, you will not have to wait for the journey to find the mountains.
Volume 210_31 A gift to Master Jian (a gift to Master Quan) Huangfu Zeng
The law and rituals were preached and enticed, and the old monk was in the sky. The color of the trees is in tune with Zen chanting, and the sound of the spring is in silence.
The treasure niche passed through the end of calamity, and the paintings on the wall were seen in the Southern Dynasties. The deep bamboos are opening and closing in the wind, and the moon in the cold pond is shaking.
Rest your mind and return to calmness, and sit in the middle of the night in love with the Tao. I even want to find the truth and take a boat across the tide.
Volume 210_32 I sent a letter to Wang Sheren Huangfu Zeng
I paid a visit to Chengming with a pen and gold in my waist. I came to Daoan Zen to have this life. I spent a few years in Xiye and became noble.
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The love of flowers in the distant night of Dongshan. The wind spreads the dawn of the stars, and the clear rain and dew on the parasol trees on the moon.
Who can recommend the Holy Master’s good articles? It is a waste of time behind closed doors.
Volume 210_33 Sends Tang Zhongcheng and Fan Huangfu Zeng
After Hao Zhongsi came out, the heart of heaven is known to foreign countries. The rain and dew of Yao have been passed down, and the majesty of Han Dynasty has also been mentioned.
Longshang should look back, and the source of the river should be carried forward again. I asked my disciple Yu on the lonely peak, and I saw Jinghui in the empty moraine.
Nostalgia arises in the spring grass, and dreams of travelers in border towns drift away. Don't complain and go to a distant place to answer your favors.
Volume 210_34 Huangfu Zeng, the envoy to Xibo,
Bai Jianchu was about to leave, and the gold was already in his waist. Enhua communicated with foreign countries, but only served in China and North Korea.
The rain and snow are rising from the edge, and the flags are flying far away. In the desert at dusk, horses rustle in the sky.
The cold road follows the river, and willow branches can be seen in Guancheng. He Rong stopped fighting first, knowing that he would defeat Huo and Yao.
Volume 210_35 Send Wang Xianggong to Youzhou Huangfu Zeng
Taigun is also a military officer, diligently worrying about Binghua Yuan. The phoenix pond is favored in the east, and the dragon festival is respected in the north.
The long road winds through mountains and rivers, and the pioneers are noisy. People make arrangements for the season, and distant lands respond to your kindness.
At dusk, the sand is flat and the autumn wind blows hard. Yuyang is at the end of the day, and I love to say goodbye to Xinling Gate.
Volume 210_36 Send Dr. Xu to the South China Sea Huangfu Zeng
The old country should be divided into parcels, and the end of the world will answer the questions of the Holy Spirit. The army sends feather messages, and the veteran generals pay homage to banners.
After returning to the altar, Enshen was doing the sealing. What year did he admonish hunting poems, and today he writes poems about drinking from the spring.
The people in the sea are in distress, and barbarians can be seen in the corners of the city. From the beginning to the end, Huang Ba has his own period of coming to power.
Volume 210_37 Presented to Pei Zen Master Huangfu Zeng
Nanyue is full of Xiangyuan, and my teacher has been very successful. He returned to Wozhou Old Man, and his name was that of a branch official.
Pure teachings were spread to Jingwu, and fishing and hunting were stopped by Taoism. Observe the emptiness without staining, and feel at ease with the surroundings.
The people in the room are lonely, and the mountains outside the door overlap. Dreams accumulate on the rooftop, and you will have to worry about it sooner or later.
Volume 210_38 Looking around at Huangfu Zeng in Calyx Ridge
The Han family’s immortal battle is in Xianyang, and the Luoshui River flows eastward to Jianzhang.
The wild old man still looks forward to being lucky. The autumn trees outside the palace are only green.
Volume 210_39 Passed by Liu Yuan and Foreign Minister Qing’s villa (a Bijian villa) Huangfu Zeng
After thanking guests for opening the mountain, there was water in the suburbs. The rivers and lakes are thousands of miles apart, but the same person is aging.
The cold river is full of sunshine, and the flat fields are empty of snow at dusk. Cangzhou is naturally interesting, but it is inconvenient to cry about the lack of transportation.
Volume 210_40 When encountering wind and rain (a poem by Quan Deyu) Huangfu Zeng
Hastily arranged his night clothes, crossed the river and landed again. Looking forward, the road is not yet exhausted, and the expectation is now approaching.
Call the disciples to drive, shake the bridle and turn to the foot of the forest. The clouds cover the top of the rock, and the rain hits the belly of the mountain.
The thunder was in the ears, and the flying lightning came to illuminate the eyes. I dare not peek at the traces of animals, but the horses' hooves only work quickly.
Piety is like fasting and praying, and moistening the body is like taking a bath. All the orifices are roaring in anger, and hundreds of springs are rushing to the waterfall.
A dangerous beam is worried about a footfall, and a steep slope is worried about a car being overturned. Ask me why, the day before yesterday I loved Weilu.
Transfer people to do things on behalf of others, and the tassel group is Huishu. When Xiang Ruo is at home, he sleeps peacefully and dreams of spring.
We are almost on our way, waiting for the official to come and continue. Xiaoji's heart begins to feel at ease, and Lin Duan meets Chuxu.
Volume 210_41 Sends Du Zhongcheng of Shangzhou to take office. Huangfu Zeng
Ankang is geographically connected to Shang, and the emperor ordered the city to be appointed chief minister. I bowed to Qing Suotai in the evening and said goodbye. I dressed in morning clothes and held a purple clay book alone. The ancient post in the deep mountains is divided into riding horses, and the fragrant grass and clouds chase the falcons.
The Qi Hao Qingfeng has been there forever, because you are Xie Yanju.
Volume 210_42 Send the Duke off to Yue Huangfu Zeng
Who can worry about this farewell, we will meet again when we come. I always remember Yunmen Temple, with thousands of peaks in front of it.
The stone bed is buried in snow, and the mountain road is covered with dead pines. Don’t follow the example of the layman Bai, whose whereabouts are unknown.
Volume 210_43 Send Zheng Xiucai to pay tribute to Huangfu Zeng
What do you think of going west? I will follow Gong Shike. Reciting poems towards the moon, driving horses out of the cigarette smoke.
The evening is cold and the grass is far away, and there are many wild geese waiting for the autumn sound. Self-pity has not returned, and we send each other a song of hard work.
Volume 210_44 Tin Stick Song, Sending Master Mingchu back to Fochuan (a poem by Quan Deyu) Huangfu Zeng
The Master came from far away from the west, and Tutuo traveled all over the Southern Dynasty temples. Orally reciting the ancient Beiye Sutra, holding a golden policy and making a cool sound. Protecting the Dharma and protecting the body is only Zhenxi, and the Shize Cloud River is deep and silent.
The wind and dew on the pine path are cold, and the frosty sky and moon reflect in the distance. Later at night when I was chanting in the Sky Mountain, I saw a few of them hanging on the dead branches. The true Dharma cannot be transmitted to the heart, and the east, west, north, and south follow the fateful path.
When will you return to Fochuan? You should really not go to the rooftop.
Volume 210_45 Huangfu Zeng on the Yushan Ridge
He drove his horse leisurely and conquered the hills on the road. The late green is deep in the clouds, and the cold terrace is clear of stone beams.
Autumn flowers look like snow, and maple leaves cannot help but be frosted. I feel sad that I have a long way to go, and the sun sets in the empty suburbs.
Volume 210_46 Dr. Guo Ziliu also led Dr. Taichang, and he often sent congratulations to Huangfu Zeng.
Dr. Qin was an official, and it was difficult to find talents and posts. Facing the wind, the stage is pure, facing the moon, the blue pool is cold.
The lectures on credits are heavy, and the temples are full of light. When distinguishing the color of court clothes, it is better to see the double ribbons.
Volume 210_47 Send Pei Xiucai to pay tribute to Huangfu Zeng
The Confucian scholar was ashamed to say goodbye and went to visit the Duke of Han Dynasty. Bingong is still young, but his art of chapter writing has already matured.
Cherishing the twilight scene at the end of the day, saying goodbye to nostalgia. Don't quit drinking without getting drunk, the spring grass grows in the Xijiang River.
Volume 210_48 A gift to the veteran Huangfu Zeng
In the autumn, white grass and yellow clouds blocked the way. Zeng followed the hussars out of Bingzhou.
The windlass sword is broken and the beard turns white. He has many merits in battle but cannot be alone.