[Zheng Xie’s Running Script Poetry Axis]
The Running Script Poetry Axis, Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty, Zheng Xie’s script, paper version, running script, 180.1 cm vertically and 41.5 cm horizontally
This work includes poems from “Zhenzhou Miscellaneous Poems” and “Gu Evil”, with individual words and sentences slightly different from the poetry collection. “The calligraphy, with its dense structure and elegant and unrestrained brushwork, is a masterpiece of running calligraphy in his later years.”
Explanation: “A river is far away from me, and the water ripples, while green wine and red pavilions complain about the small barbarians. The fragrant grass has never hidden the distant path, and the floating clouds are only negative green mountains. Silk reeling is powerless for the spring boat (click to go).” Old, tied to the arms, how can the heart be carefree. “The village is a thousand miles away, and when will the Dagaotou Tower be restored?”? Zhenzhou Miscellaneous Poetry. The silkworm character was mistakenly written with the boat character
I left my family and became Wenggu in the twelfth year of the year. Unknown marital relationship, with elder brother calling Afu. Weng Ling’s boudoir is woven into a new tassel. “Guling mixed bitterness, holding a knife into the Chinese kitchen.”. Cut the meat without cutting it into pieces, and cook it on a plate. Soup does not taste good, and there is no difference between sour and salty. The delicate hand of the salary analysis is broken, and the hot fingers are withered. Weng said that he was young, so he should teach slowly. Gu said, “If you don’t teach when you’re young, who cares when you grow up?”? “Relying on their boldness and arrogance will bully the aged.”. Relying on its arrogant and indulgent resources, my son will fall in love with Pu. “If you swear today, you will be punished tomorrow.”. Five days without finishing clothes, ten days without finishing skin. Whisper softly towards the dark wall, chirping and sighing. Gu said it was a curse, holding a staff and a knife. Your flesh can be cut, but it is rather fat and not yet beautiful. “Your head still has hair, and you have collected it as an autumn pot.”. Different from you, you live my life. “The old figure of Hatoyama is like a real murderer.”. “Ah Ong Lue comforted, and he became angry and fainted the old slave.”. Afu looked at it a little, and then he felt angry and ashamed. Neighborhood counselors, why do they hate the channel? Alas, poor girl, why not join the Jianghu? The Jianghu is full of fish and turtles, and they are immune from this poison. Alas, heaven listens to inferiority, and does not it hear complaints and cries? The world is a small woman, grieving over grievances and falsehoods. Have no parents come to hide their tears and adorn their joy. “Is there no brother who asks, and who suffers pain is called a travail?”. Scars cover my lapel, baldness and cloudiness are sparse. A word that condones evil takes no moment to live. A wicked song. “In the rainy March of the 22nd year of Qianlong’s reign (1757), the Taoist of Banqiao, Zheng Xieshu, was at the Zhanyue Pavilion.”
Seal “Zheng Xie Seal” (Bai Wen Fang Seal), “Bingchen Jinshi” (Zhu Wen Fang Seal), “Old and Painted” (Bai Wen Fang Seal), “Book with Grass” (Bai Wen Fang Seal), and “Ke Rou” (Zhu Wen Rectangular Seal)
Jiancang Seal: “Cheng Tong Zhi Seal” (Zhu Bai Wen Fang Seal), “Ten Fa” (Zhu Wen Rectangle Seal)