The Book of Even Returning to the Countryside
He Zhizhang
The youngest leaves home and the oldest returns, the accent of the countryside does not change, the hair on the temples fades.
Children don't know each other when they see each other; they laugh and ask where the guests come from.
Night Rain Sends the North
Li Shangyin
You have no time to ask for a return date, but the rain on Bashan Mountain rises in the autumn pool.
When will you cut the candles in the west window, but when will you talk about the night rain in Bashan?
Farewell to friends on the Huai Shang
Zheng Gu
Yangtse River, Yangzi River, willow spring, Yanghua worry kill people crossing the river.
The sound of bagpipes was the last thing I heard when I left the pavilion, and I was heading for Qin.
Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou
Wang Bo
The city que supports the three Qin states, and the wind and smoke look at the five jin.
It is my intention to part with you. I am a eunuch," he said.
A friend in the sea, a distant land is far away.
Without doing anything on the wrong path, children **** stained towels.
Rewarding Lotte for her gift at the first meeting in Yangzhou
Liu Yuxi
Bashan and Shushui are bleak places, and I have abandoned my home for twenty-three years.
It's a pity that I can't hear the flute in my nostalgia, but it's a pity that I can't see myself in my hometown.
This is the first time I've ever seen a boat with a thousand sails in it, and a thousand trees in front of a sick tree.
Today, I'm listening to you sing a song, and I'm going to drink a cup of wine to keep my spirits up.
Wang Changling's left move to the Dragon Marker is a long way off
Li Bai
The poplar flowers have fallen and Zi Gui is crying, and I heard that the Dragon Marker has passed through the five streams.
I send my heart to the bright moon, and follow the wind to the west of Yelang.
Jiangnan Spring
Du Mu
Thousands of warblers cry in green and red, and wine flags wind up in the water villages and mountains.
The four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings in the smoke and rain.
Climbing Feilai Peak
Wang Anshi
Thousands of towers on Feilai Peak, I heard the rooster crowing and saw the sun rise.
Don't be afraid of the floating clouds, just because I am at the highest level.
Looking at Yueyue
Du Fu
Dai Zongfu how? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it.
Creating the world, the yin and the yang cut the dawn.
Swinging his chest to create a layer of clouds, and his canthus to enter the returning birds.
When you are on top of the world, you can see all the mountains.
Gazing at the ocean
Cao Cao
Looking at Jieshi (stone) in the east to see the ocean.
The water is tranquil, and the mountains and islands are horrified.
The trees are overgrown and the grass is abundant.
Autumn winds are blowing and flood waves are rising.
The sun and moon travel as if out of them,
and the stars are brilliant as if out of them.
Fortunate even, the song to sing.
Book Two
Drinking Wine
Tao Yuanming
Keeping a hut in the realm of men without the noise of carriages and horses.
What can you do? I'm not sure if I can do it, but I'm not sure if I can do it.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely see the south mountain.
The mountain air is good day and night, and the birds fly with each other.
There is a true meaning in this, which I want to recognize but have forgotten to say.
Ji Beigushanxia
Wangwan
The road is beyond the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water.
The tide is flat and the shore is wide, the wind is right and the sail is hanging.
The sea is in a state of mourning, and the river is in a state of spring.
Where is the letter of homecoming? I'm going back to Luoyang.
Early spring is presented to the water department Zhang eighteen members
Han Yu
The sky street drizzle moist as crispy, the color of the grass is close to see but not.
This is the most favorable year of spring, and it is the best time to see the willow and the smoke all over the capital.
Yanmen Taishou Xing
Li He
The city is about to be destroyed by the black clouds, and the light of the armor opens up to the sun with golden scales.
The sound of horns filled the sky with autumn colors, and the swallow fat on the soil was purple at night.
The red flag was half rolled up and facing the easy water, the frosty drums and cold voices could not be heard.
Repaying you for the gold on the platform, I will carry the jade dragon to die for you.
Tianjingsha
Autumn Thoughts
Ma Zhiyuan
The withered vines and old trees are filled with crows,
Small bridges and flowing rivers.
West wind and thin horses on the old road.
The sun sets in the west,
Broken hearts are at the end of the world.
All day long, I was unable to make a chapter, sobbing and weeping like rain.
The river is clear and shallow, how far away is it?
Between the water and the water, I can't say anything.
Farewell at Jingmen
Li Bai
Ferrying far away from Jingmen, I came from Chu.
The mountains end with the flat fields, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
Under the moon, the mirror of the sky flies, and the clouds are born in the sea.
The water in my hometown is still a source of pity for me, and I have to send my boat to my hometown for ten thousand miles.
Spring Hope
Du Fu
The country is broken, the city is deep in spring.
The flowers spattered with tears when I felt the time, and the birds were frightened when I hated to say goodbye.
Beacon fire is a beacon for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand pieces of gold.
The white head is shorter than a hairpin.
The Song of White Snow Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital
Cen Shen
The north wind rolls down the ground, and the grass breaks, and the snow flies in August in the Hu Tian sky. Suddenly the spring breeze came, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed. The pearl curtains are wet, and the fox furs are not warm enough to cover the brocade bedding. The general's bow could not be controlled, and the guard's iron coat was cold and difficult to wear. The sea is dry and icy for a hundred feet, and the clouds of sadness are gloomy for ten thousand miles.
The Chinese army set out to drink with the returning guests, with the huqin, pipa and qiang flute. The wind is blowing and the red flag is not frozen over. I'm going to see you off at the east gate of Luntai, but when I go there, the snow is all over the Tianshan Road. I can't see you on the mountain road, but I left my horse on the snowy road.
West River Moon
Xin Qiji
The bright moon startles the magpies on other branches, and the clear wind chirps the cicadas in the middle of the night. In the scent of rice flowers, I hear the sound of frogs.
Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain, the old thatched store by the social forest, the road turned to the stream bridge suddenly see.
Book Three
The Song of the Broken Thatched House for the Autumn Wind
Du Fu
The winds of the August Autumn were so fierce that they rolled up the threefold (chóng) thatch on my house.
The thatch flies across the river and sprinkles the outskirts of the river, and the high ones hang hang (juàn) long (cháng) the tops of the forests,
and the lower ones float around the sinking ponds (ào).
The children in the southern village bullied me into being old and powerless, and were able to endure the thievery of the opposite side of the street.
It was a great honor for me to go to the bamboo, and I was unable to call out to them because my lips were burning and my mouth was dry.
I came back to the village and leaned on my staff and sighed to myself.
The winds are blowing and the clouds are ink-colored, and the autumn is dark.
The cloth coverlet (qīn) has been cold as iron for many years, and the child lies in the cracked foot.
There is no dry place in the bed, and the rain is like hemp. Since the funeral (sāng) chaos less sleep, long night wet how to be thorough!
We have a lot of room in the house,
We have a lot of room in the house,
We have a lot of room in the house,
We have a lot of room in the house,
There is no need to worry about the weather!
Whoa! When I saw (wù) see (xiàn) this house, my hut alone broken by freezing death is also enough!
The old man's house
Meng Haoran
The old man has chicken and millet, and invited me to the field house.
The village is surrounded by green trees, and the green hills are beyond.
It was the first time that I had ever been to a house in the countryside, where I was invited to drink wine and talk about mulberry and hemp.
When the sun comes back, I will come back to the chrysanthemums.
Note: millet (shǔ), oblique (xiá)
You Shanxi Village
Lu You
Mo laugh at the farmer's house, the wine is muddy, and in the year of abundance of guests enough chickens and dolphins.
There is no way out of the mountain, but there is another village in the darkness.
The drums and pipes follow the Spring Festival, and the ancient style of simple clothing survives.
From now on, if you are free to ride the moon, you will not be able to knock on the door with a stick at night.
Fisherman's Pride
Fan Zhongyan
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang have gone without any attention, and the sound of the border on all sides is even horned up. The city is closed in a thousand roaches, with a long smoke and sunset.
A cup of wine and a home for ten thousand miles, Yan Ran has not yet returned without a plan, the Qiang pipe leisurely frost all over the ground. I can't sleep, the general's hair is gray, and the soldiers' tears.
Runxi Sha
Su Shi
You can visit the Qingquan Temple of Herb Water, which is located near the Lanxi River, with the water flowing in the west.
The orchid buds under the mountain are short of dipping into the stream, and the sandy road between the pines is clean and free of mud. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the temple.
Who says life is never too young? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it again, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it again. I'm not going to sing about the yellow rooster," he said.
Watching the Mowing of Wheat
Bai Juyi
The month of May is a busy month in the fields, and the winds of the south rise at night. The wind from the south comes at night, and the wheat is yellow.
Women and aunts add rice and children bring pots of water. The first thing I'd like to do is to go out to the fields, and the second thing I'd like to do is to go out to the south side of the hill.
Their feet were steaming in the summer heat and their backs were burning in the hot sky. I'm not sure how much heat I'm getting, but I'm sorry that the summer days are so long.
There was also a poor woman holding her son by her side. She had her right hand on the spike, and her left arm was hanging from a basket.
Hearing them talk to each other, I was saddened to hear them speak. I have been a poor woman, and I am saddened to hear her say that she has no money to pay for her family's land.
What merit do I have today? I have never worked in agriculture. The first thing I want to do is to get a good deal of money from the government, and I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to pay for it.
It is a shame to think of this, and I can't forget it.
Chibi
Du Mu
The halberd has been sunk and the iron has not yet been removed, and I will recognize the past.
The east wind is not with Zhou Lang, the bronze sparrow spring deep lock two Qiao.
Crossing the Zero Ding Yang
Wen Tianxiang
The hard work of the world has been a long time in the making, and the stars of the world are few and far between.
The wind is blowing in the mountains and rivers, and the rain is hitting the pimples.
There is no such thing as a dead man, but there is no such thing as a dead man.
Miscellany of Poems
Gong (gōng) Zizhen
Vast waves of sadness, the sun slanting, the whip pointing to the east is the end of the world.
Fallen red is not an unfeeling thing, it turns into spring mud and protects the flowers even more.
Shan Po Goat
Tongguan Huai Guan
Zhang Yang Hao
The peaks of the mountains are like a gathering, the waves are like a fury,
Tongguan Road in the mountains and rivers.
Looking at Xidu,
It is a hesitation.
The sadness of the Qin and Han Dynasties,
The palaces have all been turned into dirt.
The people suffer when they rise;
the people suffer when they fall!
Book 4
Caiwei
The Book of Songs
In the past, I went back and forth, and the willows clung to me.
Today I come to think of rain and snow.
It is late in traveling, and I am thirsty and hungry.
My heart is sad, and no one knows my sorrow.
Fifteen Years' Journey from the Army
The Collected Poems of Lefu
Fifteen Years' Journey from the Army, Eighty Years' Journey from the Army, Eighty Years' Journey from the Army, Eighty Years' Journey from the Army.
When I met the people in the countryside on the road, I said, "Who is there at home?"
"I look at your home from afar, and the pine and cypress mounds are full of pines and cypresses."
The rabbit enters through the dog's hole, and the pheasant flies from the beam.
The center court produces the traveler's valley, and the well produces the traveler's sunflower.
Pound the grain and make it into rice; pick the sunflower and make it into soup.
Soup and rice are cooked in a moment, and I don't know who to give them to.
Looking out of the door, I saw the east, and my clothes were stained with tears.
Farewell
Anonymous
The willows are green, and the blossoms of the poplars are flying in the sky.
The willows have been broken and the flowers have flown away, so I ask the pedestrians if they will return.
Qing Ping Le
Village Dwelling
Xin Qiji
The thatched roofs are low, and the grass is green on the streams
.
Drunken Wu Yin is good at charming each other,
Who is the old woman with white hair (ǎo)?
The eldest child is hoeing beans on the east side of the stream,
and the middle child is weaving a chicken coop.
What I like most is that the little child has nothing to do,
and is lying on his back in the stream, peeling the lotus seedpods.
Toward the Son of Heaven
The Horn
Wang Pan
The Horn, the Lock,
The song is small, the accent is big.
Official ships come and go like a mess,
it's all because of you to raise the price.
The army is worried, the people are afraid,
Where can we find out what's true?
We have seen that this one has been blown over,
and that one has been hurt,
and that one has been blown away,
and that one has been blown away,
and that one has been blown away!
Changgehang
Lefu Poetry Collection
The sunflower in the green garden, the morning dew waiting for the sun to dry.
Yangchun spreads virtue, and all things are radiant.
It is often feared that the fall festival will come, and the yellow leaves of K'ung (kūn) and H'uā (huā) will decay (cuī).
When will the hundred rivers return to the sea?
The young and the strong do not make an effort, the old and the sad.
Looking at Dongting Lake for Prime Minister Zhang
Meng Haoran
The level of the lake in August is so high that it is too clear.
The air vaporizes Yunmengze, and the waves shake Yueyang City.
There are no boats or oars to help, and it's a shame to live in a place that's so bright.
Sitting and watching the anglers, I was envious of the fish.
Autumn night in the mountains
Wang Wei
After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn.
The moon shines between the pines, and the clear spring flows over the stones.
The bamboo clamor returns to the raccooness, the lotus moves under the fishing boat.
If you want to be a part of the spring, you can stay with the king's grandchildren.
Fisherman's Pride
Li Qingzhao
The sky is covered with clouds and mist, and the starry river is turning into a thousand sails. It's as if my dream soul is returning to the emperor's place, and I hear the voice of the sky asking me earnestly where I have returned to.
I will report on the long road to sunset, and I will learn some amazing lines from my poems. The winds are blowing in 90,000 miles and the roc is lifting up, the winds are not staying, the boat is blowing to take the three mountains to go.
Long Xiang Si
Nalan Seide
Mountains, water, a journey, the body to the Yuguan that side line, the night is deep, a thousand tent lights.
The wind and the snow have been a constant, shattering the dreams of the countryside, and there is no such sound in the homeland.
Book 5
Envoy to the Seaside
Wang Wei
The single car wants to ask about the border, belonging to the country over the Juyan.
The marching boat went out of the Han Seige, and the returning geese went into the Hu Tian.
The Desert is a lonely place, and the sun sets on the Long River.
When I met the waiting riders at Xiaoguan, the capital was in Yanran.
Parking at Qinhuai
Du Mu
Smoke covers the cold water and the moon covers the sand.
The merchants don't know the hatred of their country, but they still sing about the flowers in the backyard across the river.
Untitled
Li Shangyin
It's hard to say goodbye when you see each other, and the east wind has no power to make the flowers disappear.
The silk worm is not exhausted until it dies, and the wax torch turns into ashes and the tears begin to dry up.
The mirror in the morning, but worried about the cloud sideburns change, night chanting should feel the moonlight cold.
There are no more roads to Pengshan, and the green birds are eager to visit.
Runxi Sha
Yan Shu
A cup of wine for a new song and a cup of wine for the old pavilion in last year's weather. When will the sun set?
There is nothing I can do about the flowers, but I have seen the swallows return. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Su Shi
Mid-Autumn Festival in the year of the Bicentennial, I was drunk and I wrote this piece, and I also remembered Ziyu.
When is the bright moon? I'm not sure when the moon will come out, but I'd like to ask it. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that the jeweled buildings are too high to be cold. I want to dance and make a clear shadow, it's like being on earth.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, lowering the beautiful door, the light sleepless. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at this. The fact is that there is a lot of people who are happy and sad, and there is a moon that is full of rain and sunshine, and this is a matter that is difficult to be resolved. But I wish you a long life, a thousand miles of **** Canyuan Juan.
When I heard that the official army had taken over Henan and Hebei
Du Fu
There was a rumor that the sword had taken over the northern part of the Thistle, and when I first heard about it, my clothes were full of tears and snot.
But when he saw his wife's sorrows, he rolled up his poems and books and wanted to go crazy with joy.
It's a good idea to sing songs in the daytime, and to return to your hometown with a youthful companion.
This is the first time I've been to Luoyang, and I'm sure I'll be there soon.
The West Stream of Chuzhou
Wei Yingwu
The grass grows by the side of the stream, and the oriole is singing in the deep trees.
The spring tide with rain comes in the evening, and no one crosses the wild boat.
Appointment
Zhao Shixiu
It rains in every house during the yellow plum season, and there are frogs everywhere in the grassy ponds.
It's the middle of the night when I have an appointment, and I'm knocking on the chessboard to drop the lanterns.
Ruyumengling
Li Qingzhao
Last night's rain was sparse and the wind was sudden,
Sleep was thick and the wine was not consumed.
Ask the person who rolled up the curtain,
but he said, "Begonia is still the same."
"Do you know? Do you know?
It should be green, fat and thin."
Bodhisattva Barbarian
Scribing on the wall of Jiangxi Province
Xin Qiji
The water of the clear river under Yugutai, and the tears of many pedestrians in the middle. I look at Chang'an from the northwest and pity the countless mountains.
The green hills can't hide it, but after all, it's flowing east. The river evening is worrying about the rest, the mountains deep hear partridge.
Book 6
Guan Ju
Guan Ju (jū) turtledove (jiū), in the river's continent.
Mythical (yǎo) lady (tiǎo), a gentleman's martyrdom.
The yellow floating heart (xìng) flows from side to side.
My fair lady is a woman who can be called mèi (寤)求之 (mèi).
If you can't find it, you'll never know what you're looking for.
Yuya (zāi) yuya, tossing (zhǎn) to and fro.
The yellow floating heart (Nymphoides peltatum) is picked left and right.
My fair lady is a friend of the zither.
No matter how you look at it, you'll see it in your eyes.
My fair lady, the music of bells and drums (lè).
Reed
Reed (jiān jiā) pale, white dew for frost. The so-called Iren, in the water side.
Tracing (sù) migrate from, the road is blocked and long. The way is long and the road is long and the path is long.
The reed grows in a sad manner, and the white dew is not yet dry. The so-called Irena, in the water of the river.
The road is blocked by the jī (jī). The man in the water is a chí, a chí, a chí.
The reed grows in the reed, and the white dew has not yet come. The so-called Iren, in the water of the river bank (sì).
Traveling from the road, the road is blocked and right. The first islet in the water islet (zhǐ).
The Yellow Crane Tower
Hazel Cui
The Yellow Crane Tower is empty.
The yellow crane never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.
The sunny river is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is full of Parrot Island.
Where is the countryside at dusk, the smoky river makes people sad.
Spring trip to Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
Lone Mountain Temple, north of Jia Ting, west of the surface of the water, the first flat cloud feet low.
Some early warblers are fighting for the warmth of the trees, and some new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.
The flowers are all over the place, and the grass is the only thing that can't be found on the horse's hooves.
The most favorite thing about the east side of the lake is that it's not enough to walk on the white sandy embankment in the shade of the green poplar.
Happy meeting
Li Yu
Without words, I went up to the west tower alone, and the moon was like a hook. The moon is like a hook. The lonely sycamore tree is locked in the deep courtyard in the early autumn.
Cutting and cutting, but also messy, is the separation of sorrow. 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.
Jiangchengzi
Hunting in Mizhou
Su Shi
The old man has a youthful madness. The left side of my head is the yellow one, the right side is the white one, the brocade hat and the sable fur, and the thousand horsemen are rolling up the Pinggang. In order to repay the city, I will follow the governor, shoot the tiger, and watch Sunlang.
With a full stomach and a hearty drink, I'm still open. I'm not going to be able to do anything about it! When will I ever be able to dispatch Feng Tang? I will draw my bow like the full moon, and look northwest to shoot the wolf in the sky.
It is difficult to walk on the road
Li Bai
The golden bottle of wine is worth 10,000 buckets, and the jade plate of delicacies is worth 10,000 dollars.
Stopping the cup and throwing the chopsticks, I could not eat, and I drew my sword and looked around with a blank mind.
The Yellow River is a frozen river, and the snow is all over the mountains.
It is a great pleasure to fish on the blue stream, and to dream of the sun in a boat.
The road is difficult! The road is difficult to travel! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'll be able to.
The long wind will break the waves sometimes, hanging straight on the cloud sail to help the sea.
Lyrics of Liangzhou
Wang Han
Grapes and wine in the evening glass, want to drink the pipa on the horse.
Drunk on the sands, the king does not laugh; how many people have returned from ancient battles?
Coal
Yu Qian
Chiseling away the chaos to get the gold, hidden and stored in the sun and the deepest meaning.
Torch burns back the spring, and the furnace breaks the night.
The tripod depends on the power of generation, and the iron stone still has a heart after death.
But I wish that all the people in the world were warm and full, and that they would not go out of their way to work in the forests.
Yu Meiren
Li Yu
When will the spring flowers, autumn and moon come to an end? Last night, there was an east wind in the small building, and the moon was bright in the old country.
The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the color of the face has changed. I'd like to ask you how many sorrows you can have.
Broken Formation Zi
For Chen Tongfu to send a strong word
Xin Qiji
Drunkenly picking lamps to look at the sword, dreaming of blowing horns back to even the camp. The eight hundred miles are under the banner, and the fifty strings are outside the walls. I was in a state of shock, and I was in the middle of a battlefield. The horse is as fast as Dalu, and the bow is like thunderbolt strings. I have won the world affairs of kings and kings, and I have won the fame after my life. Pity the white occurrence!