Li Jing writes poetry so well, why is he unknown?

The main reason is that although Li Jing is talented, he does not chase fame and power, and engages in literary creation in obscurity, so his reputation in history is not high.

Li Jing's poems are very well written, and his "Spreading the Huanxi Sand", in which Xiaolou blows through the Yusheng Han has become a famous sentence through the ages, but there are relatively few poems he has handed down, so he is not famous.

may be because his life experience is not rich, so he did not cause as much heated discussion as his brother Li Yu, and although his poems are well written, they do not create an era.

Because most of Li Yu's poems are poems that worry about the country and the people, and depict a portrayal of real folk life, Li Yu's poems are more famous than Li Jing's poems.

Li Jing writes no less poetry than Li Yu, and Li Yu is so famous for two reasons, the first is that Li Yu's works are more in textbooks and are cited more. Second, Li Yu is the king of the dead country, so he is naturally more famous than Li Jing.

This is because Li Yu's personal experience is relatively special, he belongs to a tragic emperor, and his experience and encounters in the country are rare among these emperors.

Li Jing was the second emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period of our country, and he was succeeded in 943 AD. Later, due to the threat of the Later Zhou, he cut off the emperor's title and changed his name to the lord of the country, known as the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty in history, which was Li Yu's father. To be precise, Li Jing has a certain literary foundation, and his main achievement is words.

Poetry flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and in the late Tang Dynasty, words were quietly produced. The Huajian School, represented by Wen Tingyun, began to create a large number of words. During the Five Dynasties period, the word was developed extensively, especially in Jiangnan, where there were few wars.

During the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, the entire Jiangnan did not suffer much from war, and words were a form of entertainment. In ancient times, the word was the equivalent of modern pop songs, and it was sung in the kabuki. Li Jing can be said to be a word person.

There are a few poems that are still of high literary value.

The knotweed flowers are dipped in water and the fire is not extinguished, and the water birds are frightened by the silver shuttle. ——Enjoying the lotus flowers in the lake after swimming

The wind pressure is light and the clouds are flying, the swallows in the Zhaqing Pond Pavilion are fighting for mud, and Shen Lang is sick and unclothed. ——Huanxi yarn (a made Huansha Creek, Xiaoting Flower)).

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. ——Spread the Huanxi Sha Hanlian Incense Selling Green Leaf Residue".

The bead curtain is not lightly covered, and it is often met every other year. ——On the first day of the fifth year of Baoda, the snow was the same as the younger brother Jing Sui, Wang Jing, King Jing, King Qi....Ascending the Tower

The jade hook on the hand-rolled pearl is locked according to the previous spring. ——Spread the Huanxi Sha, hand-rolled pearls on the jade hook

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. - Breaking the Huanxi Sha, a Mountain Flower Child

A hook of the first moon in the makeup mirror, the cicada's sideburns and phoenix hairpins are lazy. ——Ying Tianchang, a hook of the first moon makeup mirror

Li Jing's poems. ——Spread the Huanxi Sha Hanlian Incense Selling Green Leaf Residue".

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Five Dynasties.

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable. The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many tears are there to hate, leaning on the railing.

——Spread the Huanxi Sha, hand-rolled pearls on the jade hook

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Five Dynasties.

The jade hook on the hand-rolled pearl is locked according to the previous spring. Who is the Lord of the Falling Flowers in the Wind? Thoughts. The blue bird does not pass on the message outside the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and sad in the rain. Looking back at the green waves, the sky flows.

——Enjoying the lotus flowers in the lake after swimming

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Tang.

The knotweed flowers are dipped in water and the fire is not extinguished, and the water birds are frightened by the silver shuttle. The eyes are full of lotus flowers, and the red and blue are mixed with clear streams. Sun Wu has beheaded the palace maid of Wu, and the head of the beautiful woman on the glazed pond.

——Ying Tianchang, a hook of the first moon makeup mirror

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Five Dynasties.

A hook of the first moon in the makeup mirror, the cicada's sideburns and phoenix hairpins are lazy. The heavy curtain is quiet, the floors are different, and the melancholy falling flowers are uncertain. The willow embankment is a grass path, and the dream is broken and the golden well. I woke up even more last night, and I was sick after spring sorrow.

——Huanxi yarn (a made Huansha Creek, Xiaoting Flower)).

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Tang.

The wind pressure is light and the clouds are flying, the swallows in the Zhaqing Pond Pavilion are fighting for mud, and Shen Lang is sick and unclothed. The sand has not heard the letter of the wild goose, and the partridge cries when the bamboo is heard, and this situation is only known by the falling flowers.

- Breaking the Huanxi Sha, a Mountain Flower Child

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Tang.

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable. The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold.

How many teardrops are so hateful, leaning on the diaphragm. The jade hook on the hand-rolled pearl is locked according to the previous spring. Who is the lord of the flowers falling in the wind, think about it.

The blue bird does not pass on the message outside the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and sad in the rain. Looking back at the twilight of the Three Gorges.

Sentence. Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Tang.

Lingcha thinks mighty, and the old crane leans on Kongtong. The moss is lost in the ancient road, and the red leaves are chaotic. The branches of the perched phoenix are still weak, and the shape of the dragon is already vague.

——On the first day of the fifth year of Baoda, the snow was the same as the younger brother Jing Sui, Wang Jing, King Jing, King Qi....Ascending the Tower

Author] Li Jing [Dynasty] Tang.

The bead curtain is not lightly covered, and it is often met every other year. The spring air fluttered last night, and the east wind put plum blossoms today. The plain posture is good to cover the fangzi, and the falling momentum is also oblique with the dancing momentum. There are guests and friends who have wine, and the poor Qingwei belongs to the Nong family.

——Spread the Huanxi Sha Hanlian Incense Selling Green Leaf Residue".

Five Generations · Li Jing.

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many tears are there to hate, leaning on the railing.

Break the Huanxi sand.

Li Jing, the lord of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many teardrops are so hateful, leaning on the diaphragm.

Spread out the Huanxi sand (Li Jing) The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many tears of infinite hatred, leaning on the dry. Spread out the Huanxi sand (Li Jing) hand-rolled pearls on the jade hook, according to the previous spring hate lock heavy building.

Who is the lord of the flowers falling in the wind, think about it.

The blue bird does not pass on the message outside the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and sad in the rain. Looking back at the green waves, the sky flows. Huanxi Sand (Li Jing) The wind pressure is light and the clouds are close to the water, and the swallows in the Zhaqing Pond Pavilion fight for mud.

Shen Lang was too sick to wear.

There is no wild goose letter on the sand, and there are partridges crying between the bamboos.

This is something that can only be known by falling flowers. Looking at the distance (Li Jing) The jade masonry is splendid and bright, and Zhu Fei is the mayor of the town for a long day.

It is difficult to sleep without going to bed when the night is cold, and the stove cigarette smoke is cold from the pavilion.

The waning moon is the anvil of the tomb, not to pass on the news but to convey the feelings.

**Suddenly shocked under the window, recruiting people to return to the second hair. Ying Tianchang (Li Jing) A hook of the early moon in the makeup mirror, the cicada's sideburns and phoenix hairpins are lazy.

The heavy curtain is quiet, the floors are different, and the melancholy falling flowers are uncertain.

The willow embankment is a grass path, and the dream is broken and the golden well.

I woke up even more last night, and I was sick after spring sorrow. After swimming in the lake to enjoy the lotus flower (Li Jing) The knotweed flowers are dipped in water and fire are not extinguished, and the water birds are frightened by the silver shuttle. The eyes are full of lotus flowers, and the red and blue are mixed with clear streams. Sun Wu has beheaded the palace maid of Wu, and the head of the beautiful woman on the glazed pond. Bao Dawu (Li Jing) The bead curtain is high and does not cover lightly, and it is often met every other year. The spring air fluttered last night, and the east wind put plum blossoms today. The plain posture is good to cover the fangzi, and the heat is still oblique with the dancing momentum.

There are guests and friends who have wine, and the poor Qingwei belongs to the Nong family. Sentence (Li Jing) Lingcha thinks mightily, and the old crane leans on Kongtong.

The moss is lost in the ancient road, and the red leaves are chaotic.

The branches of the perched phoenix are still weak, and the shape of the dragon is already vague.

I know that there are four songs, namely "Ying Changtian", "Looking Far Away", and two "Huanxi Sha", all of which are by Li Jing. Hope it helps, thanks.

Two songs of "Spreading the Huanxi Sand (Mountain Flower Seed)".

Ying Tianchang "Looking Far Away".

Huanxi Sand".

Looking at the distance and traveling to Yubai

The masonry of flowers is splendid and bright

Li Jing jade masonry flowers are splendid and bright, and Zhu Fei is long.

Zhi Ri Mayor 扃. It is difficult to go to bed at night when it is cold, and the stove cigarette is cold from the pavilion.

The waning moon is the right to the tomb anvil, not to pass on the news but to convey the feelings. **Suddenly shocked under the window, recruiting people to return to the second hair.

——Ying Tianchang, a hook of the first moon makeup mirror

Li Jing is in the makeup mirror of the early moon, and the cicadas' sideburns and phoenixes are lazy. The heavy curtain is quiet, the floors are different, and the melancholy falling flowers are uncertain.

The willow embankment is a grass path, and the dream is broken and the golden well. I woke up even more last night, and I was sick after spring sorrow.

Huanxi sand hand-rolled pearl on the jade hook.

Li Jing hand-rolled pearls on the jade hook, according to the previous spring hate lock heavy building. Who is the lord of the flowers falling in the wind, think about it.

The blue bird does not pass on the message outside the clouds, and the lilacs are empty and sad in the rain. Looking back at the green waves, the sky flows.

Huanxi sand and Hanlian incense sell green leaf residues.

Li Jing Hanlian incense sells green leaves, and the west wind worries about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many tears of infinite hatred, leaning on the dry.