Poems about Sunrise and Early Morning 1. Poems Describing Morning Glow
1. "Winging the First Sun" - Zhao Kuangyin, Song Dynasty
The sun first came out in a bright heap, and thousands of mountains and hills were like fire hair.
A wheel went up to the sky in a moment, repelling the stars and the moon.
Translation: The rising sun shines red, illuminating thousands of mountains as if on fire. A round of red sun passes freely in the vast sky, and the red sun drives back the stars and the moon, and shines on the earth.
2, "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The sunrise river flowers are more red than fire, and the water of the river is as green as blue in spring.
Translation: When the sun rises, the flowers on the riverside are dyed redder than fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as the color of polygonum grass so attractive.
3. "Viewing the Sunrise at Jinshan Mountain" - Lu You, Song Dynasty
The distant waves knit the red scales, and the emerald mist opens the golden disk.
Translation: When the wind blows, the surface of the river looks like red scales, and the clouds look like a golden disk hanging between them.
4. "Dawn Day" - Han constrained in Tang Dynasty
The sunlight in the sky enters the water, and the sky in the water is red for a while.
After the third watch of the day, the first sends the golden crow up to the blue sky.
Translation: The sunlight from the sky is reflected in the water, and the sky is red in the water. As long as you wait until after the third shift at Tai Shan Riguan Peak, you will see the first round of red sun being sent up to the blue sky.
5, "Huizhou Wang Zi interpretation of the governor to build Luofu Zi Ri Pavilion completed song to send" - the Qing dynasty Liang Peilan
The sky rooster screaming seawater, sea water movement, the sea gushed out of the gold plate round.
Translation: When the rooster crowed loudly, the sea began to churn, and a round golden disk came out from the sea.
2. Describe the morning to see the sunrise sky heard the poem
1, frozen clouds night all over the ridge, snow dawn condensation Hua. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get the best out of me, but I'm sure you'll be able to get the best out of me. Haunting the sky ashamed of the sunset, broken color thanks to the morning sun. -- "Looking at the snow" Tang: Li Shimin
2, looking at the sea building bright light dawn, protect the river embankment white tread clear sand. The sound of the waves at night into the temple, willow color spring hide Su Xiaojia. The red sleeve weaving damask boasts persimmon, green flag wine while pear blossom. Who opened the southwestern road of the lake temple, the grass green skirt waist a slant. -- "Spring Hope in Hangzhou" Tang: Bai Juyi
3, has been driving seven fragrant car, heart to the dawn. The wind is light, but the sound of the peppers, the sun is thin, not Hanyan flowers. The fragrance of the osmanthus is far away, and the elm is high enough to send the shadow slanting. Chengdu, I was jealous to know the Croucher. --- "The seventh day of the ninth lunar month" Tang: Li Shangyin
4, spring night, spring hate, flowers outside the Zi Gui crying moon. People do not see, the dream is difficult to rely on, the red veil a little light. The parting of the world, is the festival of the lilacs under the court a thousand knots. The fog clears at night, the sun shines in the morning, and the two swallows fly between the beams. -- "More Leakage - Spring Night End" Tang: Mao Wenxi
5, the wind beat the wave alarm, dew zero fall consciousness, broken green and red on the river. The colorful makeup of the tide, the ice of the nightmare, don't turn over the cui pond flower wave. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for the work. The actual fact is that the actual actual person is not going to be able to get the actual person to be able to get the actual person. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey. The root of the lotus root is folded into a long thread, and the heart of the man is like a spring swing. Half scooped up the coolness, listening to the delicate cicadas, the sound of the diamond singing. Accompanied by the mandarin ducks autumn dream, wine woke up the moon slanting light tent. I'm not sure if I'll be able to see you, but I'm sure I'll be able to dream.
The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and it was the first time I saw a girl, and it was the first time I saw a girl. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Translation:
The late night of spring is quiet, and the thoughts of spring are unending, and the cries of the azalea birds outside the flowers seem to be retaining the waning moon in the west. The people who love each other are nowhere to be seen, and the dream of love is hard to come by, and my lonely heart is like a little bit of residual light in the red veil.
The most hateful thing is that this is the time to separate, in the spring season, the steps of the lilac flowers and leaves, each one is like a concentric knot. The night fog gradually dispersed, the morning sun is brilliant in the sky, the beams murmured a kissing whisper, flew to a pair of spring swallow.
References
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In the morning, the sun is like a new bride who just went out, shyly showing half of her face. The sun went down, and its parting glare jetted out from the treetops, coloring the white clouds in blood and the green hills in blood.
The sun slowly through the clouds, revealing a long swollen red face, like a shy little girl looking at the earth. Bright sunlight through the gap between the leaves, through the early fog, a ray of sprinkled all over the campus.
The sun was lower, blood red, and the water was a dazzling eye-opening expanse of light waves that stretched from the edge of the ocean right to the edge of the boat. The sky was dyed blood-red by the setting sun, and the peach-colored clouds were reflected in the running water; the whole river turned purple, and the sky seemed to be ablaze with fire.
In spring, the sun is warm, it stretches out the warm hand, rubbing people all over the body. A gust of spring wind, blowing away the clouds, the sun is happy to reveal a smiling face, the warmth and light sprinkled all over the lake.
The hot sun hangs high in the sky, and the red light shoots to the ground like a rocket, and the ground is on fire, reflecting the flames of the oil as it boils and fries. I didn't dare to look up at the sun, but I felt that it was dazzling everywhere, in the air, on the roof, on the ground, all of them were white and bright, white with a bit of red, from top to bottom the whole thing is like a very big fire mirror, every article is the focus of the fire mirror, as if everything is about to burn up.
Late fall, the sun hangs lazily in the sky, like an old man showing his smiling face dozing. The sun in late fall is covered with a red-orange lampshade, radiating a soft light, shining on the body, face, warm.
As soon as the sun arrives in the fall, it spreads its light all over the earth. See, the fields are golden, the grounds are golden, the mountains are also golden.
The sun in winter is as pale as the moon. The sun is being entangled in thin clouds and putting out a pale dazzling white light.
The sun works hard all year long, and in winter, it is exhausted and can hardly release heat. The warmth of the sun, through the dense foliage sprinkled down, into a point of golden light spots.
The distant lofty mountains, reflected in the sun, covered with a golden coat, looks particularly beautiful. The sunlight was filtered by the layers of leaves, leaking into his body into a light round gently swaying halo.
It was eight or nine o'clock in the morning, and the bright sunlight coated the leaves with ring after ring of golden and silver halos. The sun shone through the pale clouds and reflected a silvery light on the white earth, dazzling the eyes.
The golden sunlight pours down, injected into the blue waves, so that the monotonous and calm sea and become some color. When the red sunlight is on the tip of the mountain, the fog is drawn away like a curtain, and the city gradually appears in the golden sunlight.
The sunlight that pierced through the cloud blocks was like a golden thread, crisscrossing the light gray and blue-gray clouds and stitching them into a pattern of incomparable beauty. The sun had just risen above the mountains, hidden by the bright red sunset, and the sunlight shone down from the cloud crevices like countless giant dragons spouting golden waterfalls.
The golden sunlight poured through the cracks and spilled on the grass that the brown land nourished. The sky was a clear blue, and the brilliant sunlight was coming down through the gaps in the dense pine needles, forming a thick and thin column of light, illuminating the shade of the forest, which was billowing with a gauzy mist.
The sun's fiery red smile made the hazy campus open up and remove the veil. Good Sentence The mountains, exposed to the clouds, were suspended like islands in clusters and dashes.
The surrounding mountains are like a colorful flower cloth. The waves of the mountain peaks and waves, layers and layers.
The mountains are black and pale without edges, and the cliffs are cut and axed like the sky and the earth. The undulating loess hills are like the waves of a great flood.
The Dragon Head, like a tomb towering in the night. The mountains on both sides of the gorge rise and fall straight up and down, so high that it makes people dizzy.
The deep valley is appallingly quiet and cold. The gorges were filled with snow, as high as the backs of the mountains, and became a great square of flat, snow-covered ground.
The morning sun is shining, and the mountain like a shy girl, hidden, sunset, the afterglow across the light. Good paragraph Standing here to see, really strange, the mountains simply changed, their shape and in the plains or mid-level look up very different, they become very cascading, messy, majestic and peculiar.
Looking up, the mountains are the sky, the sky is also the mountains, before and after the mountains, as if your nose can touch the mountains at any time. You can only see a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small rocky peaks.
A closer look, the giant peak like the Monkey King holding a golden rod, those small peaks are like scratching the ears of the little monkey. Look, the Monkey King is leading its children to the South Heavenly Gate to kill it.
The white sky, the mountains pale black like iron, solemn, solemn. When the red sun rises, one mountain peak is ink-blue in color.
Immediately after, the mist rose, the milky veil to the heavy mountains spaced out, leaving only the tip of the green peaks, really like a fresh ink, sparse and dense landscape painting. After a while, the fog and dispersed, the exposed rock walls, cliffs, by the sunlight dyed red, gradually turned into a bronze color, and green trees, green fields contrast each other, appearing to be particularly magnificent.
The overlapping high mountains, can not see a village, look.
4. Poems about sunrise
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Ancient poems describing the sunrise Wing early sun Song - Zhao Kuangyin The sun first came out of the light Hehe, thousands of mountains like fire hair. A round of instantly up to the sky street, expelled the stars and the remnants of the moon. The sun rises and the river water is as green as blue in spring, how can we not remember the south of the river? Climbing to Shan Yu TerraceTang - Zhang Bin Border Soldier, when the spring is over, I go up to Shan Yu Terrace alone. The sun comes out of the ground, the Yellow River comes out of the sky. The sand is like a wave and the wind is like a thunderstorm. I want to go to the Yin Guan Road, but the Yin Guan Road is not open at dawn. Mount Tai on Mount Tai--Zhang Dai righteousness pale in, dare for landscape view? There is no cave in Yangming, and the peaks are deep. The cow gasps for forty miles, and the crab walks on eighteen plates. The dangerous lapel sits on the mikoshi bamboo shoots, know the horror does not know joy. How about Dai Zong Fu, Qilu green yet. The creation of the gods and the yin and yang cut the dawn and the evening. The clouds are born in the chest, and the birds are returned to their home in the canthus. Will be when the top, a glimpse of the mountains small Wing early sun Song - Zhao Kuangyin sun early light heh heh, thousands of mountains such as fire hair. A round of instantly on the sky, expel the stars and the waning moon. Remembering Jiangnan Tang-Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, the scenery has been old familiar with the sunrise river flowers red hot, spring river water green as blue, how not to remember the south of the river? Ascending Shan Yu TerraceTang - Zhang Penang border soldiers returned in the spring, alone on the right Shan Yu Terrace. The sun comes out of the earth, the Yellow River comes out of the sky. The sand is like a wave, and the wind is so strong that it sounds like thunder. I want to go to the Yin Pass, but the Yin Pass is not open at dawn.
5. Poems about morning
1, "Early departure from Baidi City" Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
Towards the Baidi colorful clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling one day return.
Translation: Early in the morning, when the morning sun is full of clouds, I am about to embark on my return journey. When I look up from the river, I can see the colorful clouds of the Baidi City, as if I were among the clouds, the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, a thousand miles away, has been reached in a day.
2, "Morning Walk in the Shangshan Mountains" by Wen Tingjun of the Tang Dynasty
The morning started to move the levies, and the guest traveled to his hometown sadly. The sound of the rooster and the moon in the store, and the frost on the boardwalk.
Translation: Waking up at dawn, the bells of the carriages and horses are already vibrating; traveling far away, the traveler is sad about his hometown. The thatched roof store is bathed in the afterglow of the dawn moon, and the wooden boardwalk is covered with the frost of early spring," he said.
3, "early rise" Tang Dynasty Bai Juyi
Morning light out of the light beams bright, the first open door drums. The dog sleeps on the steps and knows that the ground is wet, and the bird speaks in the window to report that the sky is clear.
Translation: The morning light is shining, the room is bright, and the drums of the morning office are starting to bang. The dog was sleeping on the steps, knowing that the earth had become wet, and the bird was chirping in front of the window as if to report the news of a clear sky.
4, "Morning Walk" Song Dynasty Chen Heyi
The dew invades the camel's brown and the dawn cold is light, and the starry appendices are bright. The bridge is lonely and the dream is over, and the grass bugs are singing in the deep paddy fields.
Translation: The dew has fallen, and I still feel a slight chill in my thick sweater; looking up at the sky, the Big Dipper is brightly lit horizontally. I crossed a small bridge half-awake and half-asleep, and I heard the chirping of insects from the depths of the rice fields.
5, "Early Hair", Tang Dynasty, Luo Ye
A bit of lamps left Lu wine wake up, already with a lone sword thing to leave the journey. I am worried about the snow and the chickens singing, and I am alone in the sky with the geese traveling on my back.
Translation: The light is weak and almost out, the wine has woken up, and I am ready to leave with my sword on my back. Despondently looking at the snow flying in the sky, listening to the chickens crowing in the farmhouse, he was traveling alone in the opposite direction from the returning geese.
6. What are the poems about "the sun rising in the morning"
1. Early in the morning, I entered the ancient temple, and the first sun shone on the forest. The first sunlight shines on the forest. Chang Jian<s title is "The Zen Garden after the Broken Mountain Temple>
2. Sighing at the gap between the western window and the colt, the slight sunlight first arrives at the sunlight Shu. Huang Tingjian< The Day of the Window>
3. The sunlight shines obliquely on the spiritual platform, and the flowers of the red tree welcome the dawn dew. Zhang Hu< Two Songs of Jilingtai>
4. The sun rises in the southeast corner and shines on my Qin's building. < Han Lefu - Stranger's Mulberry>
1. Warm sun and wind on the spring mountain, appendages and pavilion curtains.
2. Lonely village sunset sunset, light smoke, old trees and cold crows. The green mountains and green water, the white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers are under the shadow of a little fly.
3. Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely.
4. The sun is burning like fire, and the rice is half withered.
5. The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang are not paying attention. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the old days. The first time I saw this, it was a long time ago, and it was a long time ago that I saw it.
6. The sun sets on the five lakes, the smoke and waves everywhere sad. The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to see it.
7. The floating clouds can always cover the sun, Chang'an does not see make people sad.
8. The sea sun is still alive, the river spring into the old year.
9. The Desert is Lonely and Smokey, and the Long River is Full of Sunsets (Tang - Wang Wei)
10. The White Mountains are Full of Day, and the Yellow River Flows into the Sea; I Want to See a Thousand Miles, and Go Higher (Tang - Wang Zhilu)
11. The Sun Rises in the East and the Rain Falls in the West, and the Road is Clear and Sunny (Tang - Liu Yuxi)
12. The Distant Road is not Worrying about the Sun Dusk, and the Old Years are Looking for the River to be Clear (Ming - Gu Yanwu)
13. A Thousand Red Trees and Ten Thousand Clouds in a Thousand Hills, Looking at the Sun at Twilight (Tang - Wei Zhuang)
14. A Thousand Roaches and a Lonely City Closed at Sunset (Sung - Fan Zhongyan)
15. The Sunset of the Sun is the End of the World, and I Can't See My Home from the Ends of the World (Sung - Li Meitian)
16. The Flowers of the Rivers in Sunrise Win the Flames of Fire, and the Waters of the Rivers in Spring Are Green as Blue (Tang - Bai Juyi)
7. ...Ancient Poems Describing Early Morning Midday Sun
Early in the morning, I look at the clear sky, and Mount Pearl is clear again.
The morning rises and moves the levies, and the guest travels sadly to his homeland. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the city's history, and then you'll be able to see what's going on. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the city, and you'll be able to see what's going on there. The first time I saw this, I thought about Duling's dream, and the wild geese were all over the pond. (Early morning trip to Mount Shang Tang Wen Tingjun)
The boat was tied to the floating Jade Mountain, and in the early morning, I got a strange view. The sun wheel breaks the water out, then realize that the river is wide. The distant waves are knitted with red scales, and the emerald mist opens up to a golden disk. The colorful buildings and towers, and the blue clouds floating on the end. The poet is in a dilemma, but he is singing about the cold fall moon. When I look at Luofu, the night is not yet over. （
Jiangnan is good, the scenery is old and familiar. The sunrise river flowers red hot, spring river water green as blue. Can not remember the south of the river? (Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River")
The sunlight gives rise to purple smoke from the incense burner, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance.
The warm sun and wind in the spring mountains, and the curtain bar of the pavilion.
The sun is on fire, and the rice is half withered and scorched.
The sun sets on the five lakes, and the waves of smoke are everywhere. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The clouds are always there to cover the sun, and I can't see Chang'an to make people sad.
The sunrise river flowers are more than fire, the river water is as green as blue in the spring (Tang - Bai Juyi)