Poems about sunshine 1. Ancient poems about sunshine
The desert is lonely and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei's
sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. -Liu Yuxi's
Two Poems on Bamboo Branches
The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are different in color. -Yang Wanli's "Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send the Forest to the Woods"
The mountains and rivers are beautiful in the late days, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. -du fu's "two quatrains"
at sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. -Bai Juyi's Three Poems of Memorizing Jiangnan
From the beginning of the clouds, the pavilion is sinking, and the rain is coming. -Xu Hun's The East Building of Xianyang City
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun. -Li shangyin's "jinse"
dark clouds are pressing the city to destroy, and the armor is spreading to the sun. -Li He's The Wild Goose Gate
and loud my song and deep my drink, on the green spring-day that starts me home. -Du Fu's "both sides of the yellow river recaptured by the imperial army"
Winning the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya, the boundless scene is new for a while. -Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
At dusk, Cangshan Mountain is far away, and it is cold and white. -Liu Changqing's "Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow"
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the day is shining, and the north wind blows geese and snow. -Gao Shi's Two Poems of Biedong Da
with Wu country to the east of me and Chu to the south, I can see heaven and earth endlessly floating. -Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"
The wind and dust have exhausted the fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. -Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring Festival Evening"
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking Five"
Spring outing, apricot flowers blow all over your head. -Wei Zhuang's Spring Tour in Sidi Township
The beauty of jade is not as good as that of Western jackdaw, but it still brings the shadow of Zhaoyang. -Wang Changling's "Long Letters and Complaints"
No one has ever crossed the long fence, but dragonflies and butterflies fly. -Fan Chengda's
2. Who has a poem about sunshine
If there is no sunshine in life
If there is no sunshine in life,
Use a heart like water
Appreciate the peaks and eyebrows in the night
If there is no sunshine in life,
I will be a gentle messenger.
If there is no sunshine in my life,
I will burn myself,
This lonely little bridge will keep you warm
If there is no sunshine in my life,
I will put peace and joy into your cabin with a gentle heart
If there is no sunshine in my life,
I will become a lark and
I will sing loudly.
if there is no sunshine in life,
there will still be scenery in the dark
there will still be starlight in the scenery
there will still be a small bridge under the starlight
there will still be a ferry under the bridge
the ferry will still sail to the cape
there will still be heart flowers,
there is hope.
This is our life
This is our sunshine
There is our heart in the night
There is eternal sunshine in the heart
Sunshine Boy
I wish you a pleasant journey
Your mother is happy
Your father is honest
Your years are bright
Your days are bright. The darling of the new century
You have a splendid life
Don't be a meteor, lightning, firefly,
The brilliance of youth should be bright. Eternity
on this snowy day
let me give you another ride
sunshine boy
I wish you a pleasant journey
spread your wings of knowledge
let go of your beautiful mood
Even if you encounter the gloom of the sky, you can't stop the bright dawn
abandon your troubles
forget your helplessness
unfold your eyebrows. Let me give you a ride
sunshine boy
I wish you a pleasant journey
Don't care about misunderstanding
Just understand that tolerance
A young heart can't bear the burden
Just a pinch of enthusiasm, a sincere longing for the flower season and the misty rainy season
It's a mirage.
its thirty-fifth
prime passed away with time, and the morning dew brought the sun. I am willing to embrace xi he, and I will not move the light in the daytime.
Every day, the moon rises in the deep blue. Yang essence is invisible, and yin light is the male.
Thirteen Poems about Love
Part I
Clear Yang Yao Ling, gentle and gentle. Tomorrow will reflect the sky, and the dew will be covered.
the seventh episode
four episodes facing the clouds, scattered in the evening. The scenery is shining, and the stars are rotten.
The Sun Haizi
It's dusk/headless hero pointing at sunset/pointing at sunset and the sky/eyes full of dust and blood/holding the horse's head down.
Wen Yiduo's Ode to the Sun (excerpt)
The sun-the golden bird-the sun!
Let me ride you around the earth once a day, and
I can see my hometown once a day!
3. Poems describing sunshine
1. Sunlight shines in the spring, and apricot blossoms are fragrant in the mountain city. -Li Shangyin &; lt； Day by day >
2. At sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. -Bai Juyi &; lt； Yi Jiangnan >
3. Sigh that the west window is too short, and the sun is shining at the beginning. -Huang Tingjian &; lt； Window day >
4. It's a shame to be surprised by the white sunlight. Poems about the ancients describing the sun. -Bai Juyi &; lt； Addendum for the first time >
5. The sun shines obliquely on the platform, and the mangrove flowers are blooming. -Zhang Hu & lt； Two pieces of Ji Lingtai >
6. It's a long day in Huang Yun, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. -Gao Shi&; lt； Don't be big >
7. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night. -Li Shangyin &; lt； Leyouyuan Scenic Resort >
8. Zhepao served three thousand people in the pool, and red makeup shone in the sunlight. -Su Shi&; lt； Book Han Gan Wrangler Map >
9. At the southeast corner of sunrise, take a look at my Qinshi Building. ——& lt； Han Yuefu Mo Shang Sang >
1. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. -Wang Wei&; lt； Make it to the top >
11. In March of late spring, the Wuxia Gorge grows long, and the sun shines in Yunfu. Poems about the ancients describing the sun. -Du Fu&; lt； That is >
12. in the pure morning, near the old temple, where early sunlight points the tree-tops. -Chang Jian &; lt； A buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple >
13. The green cicada alone makes noise and the sun is slanting. -Li He&; lt； Thirteen songs in Nanyuan >
14. I'm afraid the sun will set. -Bai Juyi &; lt； Twenty songs of He Chunshen >
15. The sunlight slightly leaks to the bottom, and thin clouds pile up on the water vapor. -Lu You&; lt； The drama of long sentences in the mountains is supplemented by Zhou and simplified by Zhu Xiancheng >
16. The lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the next day, and the lotus flowers reflect the sun in a different color. -Yang Wanli &; lt； Xiao Chu Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang >
17. Every family always changes new peaches for old ones. -Wang Anshi &; lt； Yuanri >
18. At dusk, the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the houses are poor. -Liu Changqing &; lt； Master of Furong Mountain in every snow >
19. The stars are shadowed at dawn, and the sun hangs at night. -Liu Yuxi &; lt； Red persimmon >
2, the boat flies through the waves, and the iron horse shoots the sun. -Lu You&; lt； River wine >
21, the green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the lonely sails are coming from the sun. -Li Bai&; lt； Wangtianmen Mountain >
22. It's lovely to be bright and warm in the winter light. -Bai Juyi &; lt； Free >
23. White sunlight shines on the side, which is ethereal and light. -Chang Jian &; lt； The third peak >
24. Clouds cover the sun. Sad and windy. -Cao Zhi&; lt； Miscellaneous poems >
25. Shallow streams are shattered by sunlight, and wild forests are covered with shadows. -Wang Anshi &; lt； Send a message to Fudi in Quzhou Road >
26. The incense burner in Rizhao produces purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall hanging in Qianchuan from afar. -Li Bai&; lt； Wanglushan Waterfall >
27. The front door is full of sunshine, and the snow is half in the atrium. -Bai Juyi &; lt； Early spring is the thing >
28. The red sunlight is not good, and the bright moon temporarily enters the capital. -Han Yu&; lt； Two songs by Li Hua >
29. I want to take a ride after bathing in the sun and the moon. ()-Nalan Xingde &; lt； Looking at the sea in Langtaosha >
3. The low gold cup shines in the first sunlight. -Su Shi&; lt； Huang Kui >
31. Ponon turns over the building in daylight. The window is filled with smoke and the scene is floating straight. -Tang Yin&; lt； Topic Bi Zao Xuan >
32. mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. -Wang Zhihuan &; lt； At heron lodge >
33. It's cloudy and sunny, and it's dark and autumn. -Su Shi&; lt； Li Maozhen Garden >
34. It's beautiful when the sun is late, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. -Du Fu&; lt； Jueju >
35. Since the north of Chonggang, the sun has stayed. -Du Fu&; lt； Send praise to the master >
in the spring of 36 and 9, the sun shines, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant in the mountain city. -Li Shangyin &; lt； Chunguang >
37. The White Horse Lake is bright in autumn, and Zi Ling is like a brocade. -Liu Yuxi &; lt； Xianghe Geci Cailingxing >
4. Poems about sunshine
Part I: The sunshine in the morning depends on laziness, and the sunshine in the morning depends on the white clouds, rendering like the afterglow, like saying goodbye to the tiredness of the morning. I wish to sink in my eyes and blur the dream of last night. The shadow of the morning is soaked in the morning, drunk in a gentle dream and moving unharmed. The morning sunshine is covered with gold and the distance is not dusk, like saying goodbye. Part II: The sunshine is folded. A bouquet of fragrance, a ray of sunshine, fills the gap with warmth, so that love can wander around and quietly walk into your window, gently knock on your heart, gently explore, persistently search for your hope, and the wind gently shakes the willow branches that have just turned green to give you a little life, and take a little hope to wait for you to enter this gentle haven and come in this paradise shaped by love. Remember your shy face and you are the most perfect goddess. Spend the lonely dark corridor in the place I've been looking for, looking for the faint light rising in the east, whether that fiery face carries the hazy hope that you will become someone else's bride and walk into someone else's bridal chamber, but your pure and indifferent look is like the warmest sunshine in March, deeply moving my ignorant heart and leaving the deepest yearning for you to watch, but you still disappear in the end, waiting for your shoulder, and the sunshine is lazily sprinkled on me to listen to me. Telling a touch of sadness trickles into my heart, trying to calm the feelings that can't be healed. The love in adolescence is like a meter of sunshine disappearing, leaving me with a lonely imagination. Part III: Enjoy the sunshine. The green grass outside the window is in bud, the flower buds are in bud, and the branches are like Wolong. All these pleasing flowers and trees have experienced the bath of spring breeze, the scorching autumn in summer and the withered winter in winter, but they still grow sturdily in order to enjoy the sunshine. The warmth brought by it washes away all the troubles and boredom. On the way along the river, the roadside is full of charming and provocative flowers, emitting a refreshing fragrance. There is a happy crow living in a towering tree. The arrival of a new life has added a lot of warm atmosphere to this nest, but there is no parent in the world who doesn't want to see her son become a dragon and her daughter become a phoenix. It is precisely this that mother crow sees the goose roaming leisurely in the water. That kind of attitude that fascinates all people makes the crow mother feel admiration, and can't wait to let her children follow the little crow who can look forward to the embrace of the blue sky. It's not willing for parents to think that their children are not sensible and that their decision has laid the foundation for their children's future, so they cruelly pull the little crow to the river. Tragedy happened, and the little crow struggled in the water for a few times and then slowly sank to the bottom. Perhaps from this little story, what we learned. What I feel is no longer that my father loves me like a mountain and my mother loves me like a sea, but that my parents have unintentionally and cruelly broken my children's ability to fly, and they will always hold everything in their hands, and the children are like a puppet dragged by others or a chess piece at the mercy of others, and like the same kite with a taut thread. Even if the children resist and discuss with their parents, they can surrender under the invisible mace every time, but they have no choice but to smile again to face us every day. Under the pressure of ranking scores, climbing in the sea of books and mountains is exhausted. How high is the score to squeeze into the wooden bridge that hundreds of millions of people have to cross and reach the ivory tower smoothly? It is a wrong educational policy to pull out the seedlings and encourage them. Please let the vast seedlings regain their instinctive vitality and lose the warm sunshine. The inner world of children is just a cold and hard heart, and there is no innocent, lively and carefree feeling that children should have in childhood, which gives them a little bit of mood. Let's use this to melt the indifferent heart, give back to the children's wings that compose the blueprint of life, and let them soar again to chase the best dreams in their hearts and find their ultimate foothold. Chapter IV: When trees and sunshine wither, I die, and my rebirth comes in your light.
the dawn of a prosperous time touches the eternal oath. I am the tree, the reborn green tree; And you are my eternal sunshine, watching on the long horizon.
On a burning afternoon, the earth wrote the meeting between trees and sunshine. At the last moment, I waited for hope. Chapter 5: A ray of sunshine in the early morning is cold in the spring season, but the cry of sunshine is crazy. It is submerged in the wind, and the body dream curled up in the spring of April can't be stretched. The wind is cold, the silent night blows and wrinkles the heart, and it is sleepless all night. Who let the spring walk in impermanence, secretly collect a touch of warmth, plant the sun to escape from the invisible net, and stay away from the sadness? 1.
-Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea" 2. The moon and the sun shine on the earth. -"The Book of Songs, the Sun and the Moon" 3. Looking at the sun and the moon, I think about it.
-"The Book of Songs" 4. The golden cup is low and shining in the first day.