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title: "平山堂圖志 · 花間行酒"
description: "平山堂圖志由清代趙之璧編撰，是一部記錄江蘇揚州平山堂及周邊佛教景觀的專志。該書成於乾隆時期，詳載平山堂的歷史沿革、建築布局、文物古蹟及相關詩文軼事。內容融合佛教寺院與文人雅集傳統，展現清代江南佛教與文化的交融。作為地方佛教史志的重要文獻，它為研究清代佛教建築、地域文化及士人佛教信仰提供了珍貴史料，在佛教地理志中具有獨特地位。"
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歐陽文忠公在揚州作平山堂，壯麗為淮南第一。堂據蜀岡，下臨江南數百里，真、潤、金陵三州，隱隱若可見。公每暑時，輒凌晨攜客往遊，遣人至邵伯取荷花千餘朵，以畫盆分插百許盆，與客相閒。遇酒行，即遣妓取一花傳客，以次摘其葉，盡處則飲酒，往往侵夜載月而歸。余紹聖初始登第，嘗以六七月之間，館于此堂者幾月。是歲大暑，環堂左右，老木參天。後有竹千餘竿，大如椽，不復見日色。蘇子瞻詩所謂：「稚節可專車」是也。寺有一僧，年八十餘，及見公，猶能道公時事甚詳。邇來幾四十年，念之猶在目。今余小池植蓮，雖不多，來歲花開，當與山中一二客修此故事。葉夢得避署錄話

> Ouyang Wenzhong, while serving in Yangzhou, built the Pingshan Hall, which was renowned as the finest structure south of the Huai River. The hall stood atop Shugang Hill, overlooking the vast expanse of Jiangnan stretching for hundreds of miles. The three prefectures of Zhen, Run, and Jinling were faintly visible in the distance. During summer, the Duke would often bring guests there early in the morning, sending servants to Shaobo to gather more than a thousand lotus flowers, which were then divided among nearly a hundred painted basins and placed among the guests. Whenever the wine cup made its rounds, he would have a courtesan take a flower and pass it among the guests, each plucking a petal in turn until none remained—at which point the drinking would commence. Often, the revelry would last well into the night, and they would return home by moonlight. It was only in the first year of the Shaosheng era that I passed the imperial examination. During the sixth and seventh months of that year, I stayed at this very hall for nearly a month. That year brought a scorching summer, yet all around the hall, ancient trees towered skyward. Behind it stood over a thousand bamboo stalks, as thick as rafters, so dense that sunlight never pierced through. Su Zizhan once wrote: "Their joints are so large they could fill a carriage." An elderly monk there, over eighty years old, had personally known the Duke and could still recount his doings in remarkable detail. Though nearly forty years have since passed, those recollections remain vivid in my mind. Now, I have planted lotus in my small pond. Though few in number, when they bloom next year, I intend to invite one or two companions from the mountains and recreate that cherished tradition once more.