Essays on the Qijue of Ancient Poems 1
Qijue. Peach Blossoms
Text/The Fragrance of Orchids
Several peach blossom trees show their beauty and are filled with fragrance. Enter the clear pond.
The flying flowers are the tears of leaving people. Do you know when I miss you?
Qijue. Title picture
Text/Fragrance of orchids
Flying flowers and drizzle, long willow silk, dancing swallows and orioles singing, jade flutes playing.
The wind on the independent bridge fills my sleeves, but who knew that I would burst into tears?
Qijue. Ranger (New Rhyme)
Text/The Fragrance of Orchid
The clear wind and cold moonlit night owl trumpet, the brave man who walks alone thousands of miles.
If you dare to ask about the trivial matters in the world, your heart will be blue and your blood will stain your cold knife.
Qijue (New Rhyme). Friends
Starlight and dust along the way, the autumn wind sends me the soul of the moon.
Standing by the window and looking at the shadows of flying flowers, my tender love is only for you.
Qijue (New Rhyme)
Text/The Fragrance of Orchids
The color of wheat is as green as winter, and the west wind rustles away its scent.
The ghost has a wisp of autumn locks, and the light moon is like frost and the leaves are red.
Jue. Li Yugang (Xinyun)
Text/The Fragrance of Orchids
There are many kinds of charms like gods, and thousands of charming flowers are beautiful.
Who can compete with long-sleeved and comfortable clothes? An Neng can argue that you are a son! Essays on Qijue of Ancient Poems 2
"Qijue·Waiting"
The bright moon shines like frost on the stone platform, and the peach blossoms in front of the building are looking forward to people coming.
The starry clouds express loneliness, and the cold dew wets the lower part of the bun.
"Qijue·Watching the Rain through the Window"
The green bamboos in the fence are playing with the autumn water, and the solitary oriole in the corner of the eaves complains of farewell?
The candle shadow was swaying, my mind was cold, and I could only hear the sound of rain outside the window.
"Five Rules: Great Hermit Penance"
The wild goose pagoda is covered with sandalwood, and the bells ring throughout the sky.
The incense contains explanations, and the sutra contains Buddha lotus.
It is difficult for the common people to visit the temple but to visit the temple in the world.
Hanbo held the alley and walked through the alley, doing ascetic meditation all the way.
"Qijue·Drunk Talk"
A beautiful girl wanders around Yingying and pity the moon quilt, and Li Jun has no intention of dying.
But the idiots laugh by the bridge, and hate the dim moon in front of the gazebo.
"Ancient Style·Reading Huo Yan will make you drunk for a thousand minutes"
(oblique rhyme)
Each line of new words brings tears, and the old things of a thousand days will make you drunk for a thousand minutes.
In ancient times, the boudoir was often lonely and desolate, and people felt haggard when they were touched by emotions.
"Qijue·Asking about the Moon"
When reciting the Tang Dynasty, I only see the moon and my heart is cold; when I read the Song Dynasty, I still feel tears splashing all over my body.
How many people can understand the sadness and joy in the writings of ancient and modern poets?
"Qijue·Swiss"
The whispers on the beams of black clothes are quiet, and the rain of poetry wets the brocade nest.
The spring dawn lines are drawn on the river bank, and the spring scissors are reflected in the center of the lake. Qijue Essays of Ancient Poetry 3
(Pingshui Rhyme)
"Chrysanthemums Blooming"
Tung leaves are falling all over the desolate ground, and hundreds of flowers are gathering in fear of autumn frost.
The sparse shadows on the east fence are light and windy, standing in the cold wind and the late sun.
"Jie Chrysanthemum"
The frost is especially penetrating and pure, dancing in the autumn wind to make your body clean.
Decorate the mountains and rivers with beauty, and hide in the mortal world indifferently.
"Ying Chrysanthemum"
After all the wind and frost, it blossoms alone late, with a touch of fragrance surrounding the quiet posture.
The jade and purple trees beside the fence make tourists drunk, and elegant guests often compose poems skillfully.
"Appreciating Chrysanthemums"
There are many people admiring flowers in Dongli, and the pure pistils are purer with frost.
It is not as beautiful as the spring flowers, but its fragrance is seclusion and away from the hustle and bustle.
"Looking at Chrysanthemums"
Move to the east fence to admire the fragrance of chrysanthemums. The grass on the winding path is declining and yellow.
Only the sparse shadows of the fence can be seen in the frost, and the autumn sun is still intoxicating.
"Viewing Chrysanthemums"
One night of frost and wind, the grass and trees mourned, but only the yellow chrysanthemums bloomed in the cold.
The sparse fence is still as fragrant as before, perhaps it was cut by Mr. Tao's hands.
"Chrysanthemum Yi"
The swaying fragrance is drunk by the cold wind, with several clusters of silver and white and some of red.
Golden and light purple are all in your eyes, and you are intoxicated by the beautiful shadows and the delicate fragrance.
"Chrysanthemum Heart"
The golden breeze blows the chrysanthemums into bloom, and they are elegant and comfortable, filled with dew and fragrance.
And drink a few cups of mellow flowers before drinking, and let the cold autumn rain wash away the sorrowful intestines.
"Chrysanthemum Fragrance"
The fragrant soul can only be moistened by frost, lying alone in the setting sun and drunk by the sunset.
Even though the frost is sparse and the dew is soaked, the fragrance permeates and comforts thousands of families.
The melancholy plum trees and bamboos blend together, and the poems are composed of parallel names and elegant rhymes. Essays from Qijue of Ancient Poems 4
Weeping willows stand beside the West Lake Bridge,
Fishing boats swim in the mist under the rising sun.
The poet is drunk at the evening bell of the moon,
The whole river is red and the song is all over Shenzhou. Ancient Poetry Qijue Essays 5
Qijue's "Lovesickness Sigh"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
Birds sing in front of the dawn-colored window, and I am startled to hear the falling flowers several times.
Staring in the eyes and sighing slightly, it is the spring heart that has been separated for a long time.
Qi Jue's "Tao Lovesickness"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
The small characters on the fragrant note are Jun Chi, and the poems of Qingmeng are thin and euphemistic.
After autumn, my heart hangs as the sun sets, and the flowers bloom and I wish to know each other.
Qijue's "Lovesickness Dream"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
The green plum ink always stirs up thoughts, and it makes Chen Xuan wake up late from his dream.
I don’t know that the moon makes me lose weight, but I prefer the beauty of bamboo circus.
, It’s hard to beat the passage of time.
Looking back, Yuntai used to be full of ink, but now it is lonely and lonely.
Qi Jue's "Lovesickness in the Rain"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
The dream of the hometown is worn out by the years, and the pear blossoms are hurt by the rain.
Always look back at the place where the smoke and clouds have passed, the cold autumn waves.
Qi Jue's "Acacia in vain"
(Pingshui rhyme)
I heard Mr. Liu's frown at the window, wondering who was cutting off the green beauty.
Waiting for the passing light and cold beauty, sowing beans passionately is in vain.
Qi Jue's "Reminiscences of Lovesickness"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
Willow mist hides the remaining smoke of spring, and the cold comes and washes away the lonely string.
Pingfeng met the snow in Jiangnan again, and slowly fell in love without realizing it.
Qi Jue's "Tired of Lovesickness"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
The bed is deserted at dusk, and the birds are singing tiredly in the dusk, missing you.
A few flying flowers appeared on the pillow, and I was shocked when I realized I was leaving.
Qijue's "Lovesickness"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
The apricot blossoms are drunk with mist and rain in early spring, and they are tossed and turned into dust at the third watch.
A night in the south of the Yangtze River shook old dreams, and I fell passionately in love with my beautiful lady.
Qi Jue's "Love Sickness"
(Pingshui Rhyme)
Mandarin duck's small characters are sad, and Xiao Han has nowhere to hide when he writes.
I want to paint the heart and soul of the piano, but my feelings are already confused. Essays on Qijue of Ancient Poetry 6
1.
During the summer, there are hundreds of journeys, and the face is green and green. At first I saw white clouds swallowing up half the mountain, but suddenly I saw no mountains in the clouds.
2.
Looking at the steaming green mist, you can distinguish the ridges from the mist. I need to take a closer look and look back, but I always feel that there are many mirages around me.
Three.
In several places, the tiled houses are faintly red, and the clouds are covered with green songs.
Mountain people do not live in the immortal world, and they still sleep in the white mist.
IV.
The green moss is wet and heavy, and the old vines are horizontal, and the cold mist is constantly gurgling. Leaning on the rocks is crazy again now, walking in the gorge with hundreds of waterfalls.
5.
Why is the bottom of the gorge so crazy? The same clouds and waterfalls are not separated by time. There is no way to express hatred in the sky, and I have fallen from the green rock into snow silk.
6.
The snow spring is half covered by green maple, and the deserted valley is mostly covered with grass buds. Little did I know that in the distant valley, the autumn steps are slow, and there are still red dew and broken-faced flowers.
VII.
The mushrooms stumbling into the depths, the mountain atmosphere hits the head. Which sect is difficult to let go of in this world? He stepped on the moss and was close to the clear stream.
8.
The peaks of the peaks are always cracked by thunder, and the falling snow flies and destroys the cliffs. How many people have come and gone, but who has ever brought back their spirit?
Nine.
Tear off the sky and make it look like a ripple. The beautiful silk fabrics relieve the heat, and the dusty guest makes you feel cold in your arms.