Poems about appreciating beauty 1. Beautiful poems
Beautiful years are quiet and the night is gentle.
how dare I grow old before you come? The past is dark, the color is clear, and it is light. After years of sadness and joy, it is as clean as a mirror and quiet.
if I have white hair and my face is dying, will you still hold my hands and be gentle? I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm passionate about it. What can I do? I'm as beautiful as a flower, and I'm lost in the end, like water passing by.
when I hold your sleeve and hold your hand, my life will be given to you, and I will live or die. If you can be happy and stable in this life, who wants to be displaced? A plum tree in front of Bai Yutang blooms for whom.
only the spring breeze cherishes each other the most, and it comes back once a year. A bridge, called helpless; A river, called Forgotten River.
along the sansheng stone, the Iraqis are still there. I wish to accompany you to drunk and laugh for 3, games, without complaining about leaving; Recall that beauty is like jade, sword is like a rainbow, and it breaks the void; Cherish, Feihong has done his best to worry about every word, and it is difficult to think about it.
the flowers and the moon are in the air. He, laughing and drinking Meng Po Tang.
she doesn't cry for beauty! And the rain, the smoke and the rain are invincible, and the heaven and the earth are equally worried. If there is an afterlife, there is no shore on the other side for the beautiful city, and the soul is still in Sichuan. I don't know the smoke and waves in my drunkenness, and the lights are cold in my dreams.
The flowers and leaves don't meet for thousands of years, and the fate is moving, and the flowers can't explain the words, and the Buddha is sighing in my heart. -Manzhu Shahuazeng, holding your hand, told Zicheng that it was just smoke; Once, life and death were rich, and growing old with children was just fruitless; In the depths of the world of mortals, I was robbed and pulled away, but my heart was already scarred; Within the three realms, who did you cross, shed tears, and mistakenly believed in the upper edge of Sansheng Stone.
that night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not for enlightenment, but for a breath of you. That January, I turned all the chakras not to cross over, just to touch your fingerprints.
that year, I kowtowed and embraced the dust, not for worshipping the Buddha, but for sticking to your tenderness. At that time, I traveled all over 1 thousand mountains, not for the afterlife, but for meeting you on the way.
Who in "That I" Cangyang Jiacuo held my hand and made me crazy for half a lifetime; Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement; Who, caress my face, comfort my half-life sorrow; Who, with my heart, melts my half-life frost; Who, help me on the shoulder, drive me to silence all my life. Who, call my heart, cover up my life.
who abandoned me and left me alone? Who can understand me and make me have no regrets in this life? Who can help my arm, unparalleled in all ages; Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is like a virtual; Who can bury me, laugh at the vanity of heaven and earth, my heart is crazy. Yi, covering my lips, dispelling my past life displacement; Yi, take my arms, except for my flirtatious past life.
Hold your hand, accompany you crazy for thousands of years; Kiss your eyes deeply and accompany you forever. Holding your hand, * * * you are weathered all your life; Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
I, holding hands with you, take what you have in this life; I, caressing my neck, will protect you from the wind and rain in this life. Give, holding the child's hair, holding the child for a lifetime; Give, hold your hand, * * * go to a world of love; Once, in the name of the father, you were saved from sorrow all your life; Zeng, with the love of Reiko, I wish you a safe life! You said that the spring was just right, the youth was flourishing, and you only admired Yuanyang, but you couldn't stay in the spring. The courtyard was locked, and you were close to the painting hall.
When you said that Yu Di was flying, you were eager to complain, and you tried your best to complain about your heart. Later, when tea in Baoding was idle, the smoke was still green, and the trace of the Sri Lankan people was slim. You said that there was a beautiful person, Wan Ru was young, and we met and married. Later, we were eager to see it in a ten-mile pavilion. You said that the moonlight in Yang Liuan was dying, the spring scenery was getting old, and an all-consuming love was slowly returning. Later, Taicheng was dark and the smoke cage was long. Later, the fishing boat went back alone, and the song was full of vicissitudes. You said that the years were quiet and good, and the lotus was United, and the sky was clear and the wind was smooth. Later, the light clouds covered the moon, and the white dew was frost. I don't know where the Iraqis were. You said that under the screen window, chess and tea were idle, and the jade was fragrant. Later, the wind and rain fell, and the hills were lonely and desolate. You said that the bride's initial makeup was light. Moonlight dusk, occupy the amorous feelings to the small garden, and then the shadows are sparse, and the moon shadows cross the window, and it is difficult to be scattered into mud. You said that it was a beautiful scene and a pleasure, and you knocked on the door all night by the moon. Later, the world of mortals was lonely, and the snow was full of Taihang, which prevented people from returning. You said that Xiang Wang had a dream, the goddess was affectionate, and the oath was made on the third stone. Later, you lived in Ziyou, concubine. Often accompanied by the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, you said that the mountains and rivers are flowing, the moonlight is on the riverside, and the harps and lyres are in harmony with your bosom friends. Later, Zhang Tai swam and smelt, and it was Ma Chuiyang. At the end of the night, you said that the golden harp was shining, like water flowing, and the lights were fading back. Later, it was ruined, and the heart was already built. You said that heaven and earth were yellow, the universe was vast, and the wind and moon were boundless. Later, on the river, there were clouds. Later, I forgot the rivers and lakes, and I was heartbroken. The ancient road was like a thin horse. You said that the valley was listening to the stream, looking for fragrance and clearing the hillock, and Langyuan was full of flawless jade. Later, the jade belt hung in the forest, and the water dried up. Where did the fragrant soul go? You said that the white dew was frost, and the Iraqi people were on the water side. Later, the Iraqi people were gone, and the trace was hard to find, hugging their knees. Riverside water heating, playing with ducks in pairs, and then it snowed in Qian Shan, and everyone disappeared. You said that Loulan was beautiful in an old man fishing in the cold river-snow, and it was a fairy shadow for nine days. Later, at the top of the Five Mountains, magpies climbed to the top. You said that you were lonely for ten years, and then you dreamed of returning home, which only hurt people.
You said that tears are in the sky, and good feelings are hard to pass. Later, you took Qi Mei as an example, preferring to stick to bamboo and pine. You said that Meilian was fragrant and fragrant, and then it was full of glory.
you said that the seas are dry and the rocks are rotten, and today's picture will boast of the scenery. Later, things have changed, only sighing about the impermanence of the old days. You said that prosperity is like a dream, and wine is cooked for the moon. Later, wine is too sad, and the night is cool.
you said that the morning breeze is dying, and you are lonely. Later in an all-consuming love, the other shore became a ruin.
You said that things are changeable, and the spring flowers and autumn fruits are fruitful. Later, there was a sharp wind in Bo Xue, and the mirror was full of flowers and moons. You said that the beauty is dying, and who can enjoy the beauty in the mirror? Later, I was fascinated and cried.
2. What poems are used to describe the beautiful scenery?
Spring Dawn Tang Menghao Ran I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.
but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. "Chanting Willow" He Zhizhang Jasper in Tang Dynasty is made up of a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the season when it rains, and when spring happens.
sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river boat is bright.
if you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on Jinguan City. "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi's world was full of beauty in April, and the peach blossoms in Shansi began to bloom.
I've long hated that I can't find a place to return to Spring, so I don't know where to turn. "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, and the water level is low at the beginning.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. The colorful and colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, the shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green trees. "Early Spring in the East of the City" The poet in Juyuan Yang, Tang Dynasty, has a clear view in the Spring Festival, and the green willows are yellow and half uneven.
if you stay in the forest, you will be a flower watcher when you go out. "Hui Chong Riverside Scenery" is the first song in which Su Shi has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and he is the prophet of riverside plumbing duck.
Artemisia selengensis has short reed buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to go up. "It's not worth going to the park" Song Ye Shaoweng should pity the fangs and seal the moss, and Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time.
the garden can't be shut up in spring, and an almond comes out of the wall. "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day and looks for the waterfront, and the boundless scene is new.
if you wait and see the east wind, it's always spring. "Recalling Jiangnan? Jiangnan is good. Tang Bai Juyi is good in Jiangnan, and the scenery was once familiar.
at sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. How can we call people not miss the south of the Yangtze river? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.
The mountain temple looks for laurels in the middle of the moon, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on its pillow. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.
Wu drinks a cup of spring bamboo leaves, and Wu Wa dances to get drunk with hibiscus. Meet again sooner or later? "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu can never die, and the inflammation is steaming my intestines.
Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind blows on my dress. Heaven comes out of Kazuki Watanabe musician, and Maolin is sparse.
the bitter nights in midsummer are short, and it's cool to open the porch. When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather worm flies.
there are no details about things, so it's appropriate to be natural. Miss Pigos, and keep the frontier in poor years.
why don't you take a shower and look at each other? Diao Dou was hit in the evening, and the noise was even ten thousand square meters.
although the blue is covered, it is better to return home early. The north city is sad, and the stork is flying.
restlessness promotes tiredness, and intense thinking leads to health. "The First Summer" Tang Bai Juyi Meng Xia is full of things, and the planting is good for a while.
elk enjoy the deep forest, while insects and snakes enjoy the abundant grass. Xiang birds love dense leaves and swim in scales to welcome new algae.
where the sky is missing, and I'm all alone. At the end of the day, all flesh and blood are far away.
In the old country, there was no one, and Kourongchen was vast. It's no good to be worried, but to embrace yourself.
it's better to let go of your body and mind and let nature make you. More wine in Xunyang can keep the cup dry.
fish is as cheap as mud, and moxibustion is not too early to faint. Go down to the temple at the foot of the rice mountain and get drunk in the lake.
why go back to your hometown? How can you die? In Summer at the South Pavilion Thinking of Xin Tang Meng Haoran the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, in the east from the lake the slow moon rises.
it is cool in the evening, and open my window and lie down in peace. Waves of evening breeze sent to the fragrance of lotus, the dew from the bamboo leaves to send a crisp sound.
I would take up my lute and I would play, but, alas, who here would understand?. Regrets the night, the memory of old friends, all night in the dream also hard to miss.
"Meng Xia" Tang Jia Ji Jiangnan Meng Xia, kind bamboo shoots such as editing. Qi is a castle, and frogs are orchestral.
The Mountain Pavilion in Summer In Gao Pian, Tang Dynasty, the trees are dark and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pond. The crystal curtain is moving and the breeze is blowing, and the roses are full of fragrance.
"Summer Pastoral Miscellaneous Fun" (Part I) In Song Fan Chengda, plums are golden and apricot fat, while wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is rare. No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly.
"Little Pool" Song and Yang Wanli spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the tree loves sunny and soft. The delicate little lotus bud reveals a sharp angle from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Song Yang Wanli saw Lin Zifang at dawn in Jingci Temple. After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June. Lotus leaf in the next day is not to be green, the lotus is particularly bright red in the sun.
"Drunk Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th" Song Sushi's dark clouds turned over the ink and failed to cover the mountain, and the white rain jumped into the boat. Suddenly, the wind rolled up, scattered the clouds over the sky, and the lake of the lake blue waves like a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
"Summer Drought and Bitter Heat" The King of Song Dynasty made the breeze unable to kill the heat, and the sunset flew up the mountain with wings. People are worried that the dry rivers and lakes will be dried up, so that heaven is not afraid of the milky way to be dried? The high Kunlun mountains have perennial snow, and the distant Penglai island has the cool and cool.
if you can't carry your hand around the world, why bother to swim in it? "Unknown Miscellaneous Poems" shows that Shi Naian is scorching in the sun, and the wild rice in Tian He is half scorched. The farmer's heart is like soup, and the son Wang Sun shakes it.
"What I See" In Qing Dynasty, a Yuan Mei shepherd boy rode a yellow ox, and his song made Lin Yue sing. Suddenly want to capture the song of the tree, immediately stop singing, a silent standing next to the tree.
Midnight Qiu Ge Tang Li Bai a slip of the moon hangs over the capital, ten thousand washing-mallets are pounding. The autumn wind blows the sound of Daoyi, every family remembers the people who guard the frontier.
oh, when will the Tartar troops be conquered, and my husband come back from the long campaign!. "Qiudeng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the picturesque scenery of Li Bai's Jiangcheng in Tang Dynasty, the mountains are clear and the sky is clear.
the rain catches the mirror, and the double bridge falls the rainbow. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of smoke; Autumn is boundless, the indus has also looked old.
whoever goes to the north building will be grateful to the duke in the breeze. "Autumn Nightingale" Tang Wangwei Guipo was born with a slight autumn dew, but he was thin and didn't change clothes.
Yin Zheng worked hard at night, but she was afraid of leaving her room. "Autumn Evening" Tang Du Mu silver candle Qiu Guang cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies.
The night in day order is as cool as water. Sit and watch Petunia and Vega. Climbing the Mountain, Tang Du Fu, in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand.
leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on. Sad to Li autumn scenery, the perennial wanderer, life in the disease ridden today alone on the high platform.
ill fortune has laid a bitter frost on my temples, heart-ache and weariness are a thick dust in my wine. A night-mooring on the jiande river Tang Meng Haoran while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin.
how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. "on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong" Tang Wangwei is a stranger in a foreign land, and he misses his relatives every festive season.
I know from a distance where my brother climbs, and there is one less person in the dogwood. "Mountain Walking" Tang Du Mu is far away from the cold mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers. An autumn evening in the mountains, Tang Wangwei, after rain the empty mountain and stands autumnal in the evening.
moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe.
and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?. "Ode to the Mujiang River" Tang Bai Juyi spread the water with the setting sun, and half the river rustled and half the river was red.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. "Autumn Ci" In the Tang Dynasty, Liu Yuxi's mountains were clear and frosty at night, and several trees were dark red and light yellow.
it's as crazy as spring scenery to try to get to the bone. "Qiu Si" Tang Zhang was born in Luoyang City and saw the autumn wind, which made him want to write a book full of meaning.
I can't talk about the fear in a hurry, and pedestrians are coming and opening. "To Liu Jingwen" Song Sushi's lotus has no rain cover, and there are still Ao Shuang branches in the chrysanthemum.
you must remember that a good year is when it is orange, orange and green. Jiang Xue Tang Liu Zongyuan Qian Shan.
3. What poems are used to describe the beautiful scenery? Tonight,
Spring Dawn, Tang Menghao Ran, I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.
but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. "Chanting Willow" He Zhizhang Jasper in Tang Dynasty is made up of a tree with ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging down.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu knows the season when it rains, and when spring happens.
sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river boat is bright.
if you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on Jinguan City. "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi's world was full of beauty in April, and the peach blossoms in Shansi began to bloom.
I've long hated that I can't find a place to return to Spring, so I don't know where to turn. "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is north of Jiating West, and the water level is low at the beginning.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. The colorful and colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, the shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green trees. "Early Spring in the East of the City" The poet in Juyuan Yang, Tang Dynasty, has a clear view in the Spring Festival, and the green willows are yellow and half uneven.
if you stay in the forest, you will be a flower watcher when you go out. "Hui Chong Riverside Scenery" is the first song in which Su Shi has three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and he is the prophet of riverside plumbing duck.
Artemisia selengensis has short reed buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to go up. "It's not worth going to the park" Song Ye Shaoweng should pity the fangs and seal the moss, and Xiao Kou Chai Fei won't open for a long time.
the garden can't be shut up in spring, and an almond comes out of the wall. "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day and looks for the waterfront, and the boundless scene is new.
if you wait and see the east wind, it's always spring. "Recalling Jiangnan? Jiangnan is good. Tang Bai Juyi is good in Jiangnan, and the scenery was once familiar.
at sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. How can we call people not miss the south of the Yangtze river? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.
The mountain temple looks for laurels in the middle of the moon, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on its pillow. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.
Wu drinks a cup of spring bamboo leaves, and Wu Wa dances to get drunk with hibiscus. Meet again sooner or later? "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu can never die, and the inflammation is steaming my intestines.
Andrew Wan Li