Through bamboo, plums are sharp and clever, reflecting new nails. Full of jade, everything is bright.
Bright and beautiful thousands of miles * * *, aggressive dance. Poets keep company with the night, and Mohists are classics all year round.
Mandarin ducks dream in the world, butterflies sing in the world. Chang 'e's patronage can't be heartless.
Crazy Moon
If you want to dream clearly, cinnamon is fragrant, and a glass of turbid wine invites you to heaven. Who loves the night and the moon and goes upstairs to play Xiao?
The wounded moon
It has nothing to do with monthly profit and loss, and never wastes time. Chang 'e also broke the reunion mirror. No wonder there are so many separations between people.
Thinking about the moon
Su Yueming is the drunkest, and poems and books are rolling on the platform. Affectionate poets are affectionate, which shows that Chang 'e Jade Que has come.
Feel the moon
On a full moon night, Ran Ran sends lovesickness on a sunny day. If Chang 'e sympathizes with her bosom friend, don't take farewell photos to the world.
The moon in the cup
Chang 'e prefers drinking and is used to getting drunk in a cup. I even swallowed Qing and taught Qing to take good care of Nong's heart.
Ask mei on a moonlit night
Who is resistant to the cold Yue Zhongming, thin bones are willing to ban the night wind forever. I believe Luo Fuxiang has a good dream, but he is still willing to treat Shixiong.
Picking lotus on a moonlit night
The red fragrance permeates Ye Xiang, and the female companion takes advantage of the moonlight. Tell the lotus pickers not to strike, lest they disturb Yuanyang for the night.
People are like rhyme, and rhyme is like sound. In this voice, there is an affectionate heart and affectionate meaning.
Mrs. Zhu
No make-up, no decoration, no gentleness and indomitable figure are enough to deserve her husband. Self-pity is empty under the fence, and the world is closed because of hope.
Sex is hard to please, and the heart is too delicate to be vulnerable to autumn. The early understanding of human feelings was divided into cold and warm, so the garden was conservative and romantic.
Song (surname)
The roots of the world have been planted in Daizong, and the mountains have been sealed in Doctor Bo. Clear. Dragon * * * fierce frost shock, strength section end by hao.
The wind roared and the crane roared for a long time, and the moonlight disappeared at night. I'm cold and practicing, just waiting for the spring clouds to turn into dragons.
what
When you look at Xiaomi, you will see it, and the creation of passion will make people pity. Even the good rain in the morning is beaming, and cheers from all directions go straight into the sky.
The newly hung trees with sunset red still have green piles of smoke. I am not fierce in Yantian, and I have a deep relationship with agricultural books.
Sing cicadas after a nap
The cold cicada suddenly came to the mountain city, and the leaves made intermittent sounds with the wind. I seem to be dreaming in the afternoon, but no one wants to listen to the autumn sound.
Although my heart is cold after the hot summer, fortunately, the rice dew in the morning has always been clear. It's better to live in seclusion in a noble place, and don't be suspicious among the green indifferent trees! .
A long summer and occasional success
Occasionally get a sentence, don't think too much, the sunrise has delayed the thatched cottage. It seems that the world is too narrow to speak, and the length of a day can only be felt in leisure.
Lazy and knowledgeable about the world and flowers, don't laugh at the wind and laugh wildly. Seek summer shelter first and sail to Haiyun countryside.
narcissus
Brilliance shines through the crystal palace, and the road is different. Julie Huilian Bolangrun, Hui Miao Xin and Shi Linglong.
In the final analysis, the roots are different, and there is a bow between sincerity and concession. No one can be as clean as a fairy, only Rao is deeply interested in Whelan.
Suburbs overlooking autumn
The surrounding mountains are clean and dust-free, but the beautiful scenery is better than spring. When the white clouds are like me, the faint red leaves are intoxicating.
In summer, Ran Ran longs for geese, and the autumn waters are hidden in Ming Che. Go and see the sun nearby, because of all his glory, and come back when the moonlight is new.
Qiu Si, an open man.
My humble abode pity wild cranes, and I am afraid of listening to the wind and rain. Tears are drunk with frost, and old dreams are lost with the moon.
Full of clouds, I hate that day, autumn birds cry heartbroken. A short and long mood, such as a declining willow, is infinitely uneven.
A gust of autumn wind passed through the bamboo forest, and the clear eyes on the leaves suddenly went round and round, crisp.
At first glance, a green leaf quietly passed away. Is the heart too delicate? Or turn the feeling that people are not things into thin lines of poetry?
Wind and rain, those allusions, with subtle sentences, listen to deep feelings and climb out along the end of a pulse.
There is something, the scenery is affectionate, holding Mr. Bagpipes' delicate hands and leaving a graceful voice.
"Wild cranes are used to love each other, and Ran Ran is happy to come with me." I like the sentence with "crane" in the poem, and I don't ask where the wine comes from. I just want to open my eyes and express my feelings.
What I appreciate most is this poem:
Zhao Jun's Revenge
It's dusty outside, and dark clouds are pressing the embroidered saddle. Although riding across the desert, it is still the Han family.
The heartbreaking beauty returns to the text, and the tears wet the pipa. I hope the king loves me, and the Phoenix Tower is still full.
Linjiang Xianzi, sweeping the broom on New Year's Eve.
On New Year's Eve, most of my old friends gave me wine, so they gave me a broom ear to sweep away their troubles. )
Busy for 360 years, I can't travel well.
The old friend is cautious about his investment.
Advise Nong not to wake up. He should be drunk.
Wealth floats in foreign affairs, so you don't have to chase it.
Tonight is full of wine.
Yangchunyuanjiao will leave tomorrow.
Meihua
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.
one
Su Shi
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.
Secondly,
Su Shi
Release the fish and turtles one by one, and the ownerless lotus blooms everywhere.
Water pillows can make mountains pitch, and wind and ships drift around the moon.
Takeishi
Zheng Xie
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Yugezi
Zhang
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
first day of the lunar month
Wang Anshi
Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su.
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
Liu Yong
He zhangzhi
Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Topic Andy Lin
Lin Sheng
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent.
House of Bamboo
Wang Wei
Leaning alone in the dense bamboo,
Play the piano and repeat the whistling.
Deep forest people don't know,
Come and take pictures tomorrow.
A gift for Wang Lun.
li po
Li Bai will want to travel by boat,
Suddenly I heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet,
Not as good as Wang Lun.
Heiweipai
Liu Yuxi
Weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge,
The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
In the old society, Wang Xieyan,
Fly into the homes of ordinary people.
Su Xinshi xugong branch
Yang Wanli
Hedges are sparse and deep,
The flowers at the top of the tree are not shady.
The children chased Huang Die,
Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found.
Spend the night on Jiande River.
meng haoran
When my boat was moored in the fog,
At dusk, guests are worried about new ones.
How wide the world is, how close the trees are to heaven,
Jiang Qingyue is close to people.
Shang shan Zao hang
Wen tingjun
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Quatrain
Du Fu
Two orioles sing green willows,
A line of egrets flew into the sky,
The window contains autumn snow in Xiling,
Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship.
Xue Jiang
liu zongyuan
Thousands of birds flew away,
A thousand roads without footprints.
A lone boat,
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow.
The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.
Liu Changqing
At sunset, the mountains look out,
The weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking,
Snowstorm returns at night.
Border songs
Lulun
In the faint moonlight, geese fly high,
Run away alone at night.
If you want to travel light,
The snow is full of bows and knives.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Yuan Zhen-Li Si (2)
Content:
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Author:
Small words, from Hanoi, Henan. Young orphan, mother Zheng Xian, Wen, personally awarded the book biography. Give examples to illustrate classic judgments and so on. , and edit the school book lang. At the age of 53, he was shot by the right servant of Shangshu. Bai Juyi advocated peace since he was a child. At that time, the poet was called "Bai Yuan" and nicknamed "Bai Yuan". Its collection is as famous as Juyi.
Precautions:
The sea: the vast sea.
Wushan: This refers to the "Twelve Peaks of Wushan" in the Wuxia area of the Yangtze River, among which Chao Yunfeng is particularly beautiful, and it is said that it is the incarnation of the goddess.
Spend time: in turn
Reason: Because.
Appreciate:
Yuan Zhen's poems describe his infatuation with his former lover, which is unforgettable. No matter how beautiful a woman is, in his eyes, she can't compare with the right person. Just like people who have experienced seawater and Wushan clouds, they won't regard the water clouds in other places as "seawater and Wushan clouds". Such a spoony poem comes from Yuan Zhen, who abandoned your wife's Yuan Zhen at the beginning, indicating that being a man and being a writer are not the same person. "Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber." In a word, it has been passed down to this day.
Xu Zaisi-"The Moon is Full, Sweet Dew Homesickness" [Huang Zhong]
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Release date: September 2005 17 Source: Appreciation of Ancient Poetry This article has been read by 14 readers.
Year: Yuan
Author: Xu Zaisi-"Man, Moon, Mannan, Homesickness" [Huang Zhong]
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High-rise buildings on the riverside overlook Kanluoji, the former dynasty, and Qinhuai River is in autumn.
The ruins are overgrown with weeds, the hall is deserted and dilapidated, and thick moss climbs up the steps.
The tourists have gone to dusk, and the dusk is already deep. Only the great river swims at night, and it has won the heroes of the ages.
Magnolia came, and the monk asked, Do you know who it is for?
Author:
Xu Zaisi (date of birth and death unknown), whose real name is Tian Zhai, was born in Jiaxing (now Zhejiang) and worked as a clerk in Jiazhou Road. Judging from his "Gui Ling Qian Ziyun Going to Beijing", he was still alive in the early Ming Dynasty. He is smart and good at Yuefu, just like Guan Yunshi. Sweet and sour Yuefu is a collection of two people. His Sanqu is good at being beautiful and elegant, and his ci is called "Autumn Moon in Guilin" in Taihe Andrew's score. Existing poems 103.
Precautions:
Ganlu: Kanluoji, on the back peak of Beigushan Mountain in Zhenjiang City, Jiangsu Province, is said to have been built in the first year of Ganlu in Sun Wu of the Three Kingdoms in 265.
Gao Jiang: Riverside Heights.
Louguan: Temple architecture.
Qinhuai: Qinhuai River flows into the Yangtze River through Nanjing. This refers to the Jiangnan area.
Masonry: steps.
People from afar: people who come here to visit from afar.
The monk asked, "Ask the monk."
Appreciate:
This song cherishes the past and hurts the present, expressing the feeling of vicissitudes and loneliness. Good at writing landscapes. Love is in the scenery. Good at confrontation, the two groups under the "defeated wall" and "distant people" are neat and natural.