Wang Zhongcheng Residence Night Watching Dance Huteng Tang Dynasty: Liu Yan Shi Shi Shi Shi Guo Hu'er people see less, squatting dance in front of the honored rush like a bird.
The hat was woven into the top of a false hat, and the shirt was made of fine fabric with small sleeves. The first time I saw him, I thought that he was a little bit far away from his hometown.
He jumped and turned the hub of the treasure belt, and made his feet colorful and soft brocade boots. The four seats are all staring at each other, and the flute and pipa are all over their heads.
The new carpet is in disarray, and the red candles are under the light flowers. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
Translation: Shi Guohu son see few people, squatting before jumping like a bird anxious. Machine woven sweet hat top, fine bottom Hu small unlined top sleeve.
Grapes in hand, ancient lake west road nostalgia far away. Jump to the hub with a song that makes your feet colorful brocade boots soft.
Four silent eyes staring, flute's lute full of heads. Unruly new blankets of white hair, next to light flowers by candlelight.
Wine film dancing silk pipes, hibiscus flowers west to see the end of the month.
Expanded:
It was widely popular and highly appreciated by the nobles of the Central Plains from the Northern Dynasties to the Tang Dynasty. This poem vividly describes the performance of the Huteng dance, and the poem gives a true account of its dance, costumes, and the faces of the dancers.
From "Wang Zhongzhong's night residence to see the Huteng", it can be learned that the Hur of Shi Guo would dance the Huteng dance. The dancers wear pointy hats and sweaters with tight sleeves.
They crouch down and dance before the feast, jumping out and dancing like birds, with their belts rattling at the waist; the music is accompanied by fife and lute.
2. What are the verses describing "smoky rain"The verses describing "smoky rain" are:
1. The rain hits the pear blossoms and closes the door y, forgetting the youth, missing the youth. There is no help for the cold rain that comes in the morning and the wind that comes in the evening. ____ Li Yu's "Happiness at Meeting with Each Other - The Forest Flowers Have Lost Their Spring Redness"
3. The flying flowers at ease are as light as a dream, and the boundless silk rain is as fine as sorrow. ____ Qin Guan's "Raccoon Creek Sand - Desolate Light Cold on a Small Building"
4. The sun sinks into the pavilion at the beginning of the stream clouds, and the mountain rain wants to fill the building. ____ Xu Hun "The East Building of Xianyang City / The Evening View from the West Building of Xianyang City / The West Gate"
5. After the new rain on the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. ____ Wang Wei's "Autumn Night in Mountain Dwelling"
6. The rain of apricot blossoms is wet on my clothes, and the wind of willow is not cold on my face. ____ Zhinan's "Absolute Verse"
7. The small building listens to the spring rain overnight, and the deep alley sells apricot blossoms in the morning. ____ Lu You's "The First Rain of Spring in Lin'an"
8. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks near but not there. ____韩愈《早春呈水部张十八员外 / 初春小雨 / 早春》
9. night end lying down to listen to the wind blowing rain, iron horse ice river into the dream. ____ Lu You "November 4th Stormy Day"
10.How many inches of tenderness? Thin coverlet and lonely pillow, dreaming back to the quiet, all dawn dashing rain. ____ Hui-Hong, "The Case of the Green Jade - Silk Samuel Smoke and Willow Pavilion Road"
11. Seven or eight stars outside the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. ____ Xin Qiji's "The Moon on the Western River - Walking on the Yellow Sand Road at Night"
12. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, and there is no sunshine but there is a sunny day. ____ Liu Yuxi's "Two Songs on Bamboo Branches" (竹枝词二首-其一)
13.I ask if there's a date for my return, but the rain on Bashan Mountain rises up in an autumn pool. ____ Li Shangyin's "Sending the North by Night Rain"
14.Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening. ____ Du Fu "Spring Night Joyful Rain"
15.Four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings in the smoke and rain. ____ Du Mu "Jiangnan Spring"
3. Drinking, singing and dancing
Last year, the Chinese ambassador declared that he would take samples from heaven and weave them on earth. It was woven for the autumn geese in the clouds, and dyed for the color of the spring water in Jiangnan. The sleeves of the shirts were cut and the skirts were made long, and the golden buckets were ironed and the knives cut the patterns. Different colors and strange writings are reflected in each other, and when I turn to look at the flowers, I can't tell what I'm looking at. The dancers of Zhaoyang are very kind, and a pair of spring clothes is worth a thousand dollars. I will not wear it again when it is stained with sweat and powder, and I will not be sorry when I walk on the soil. It takes a lot of effort to weave the damask, not more than ordinary silk and silk. The silk is so thin and reeled that it hurts the women's hands, and it doesn't exceed a foot in a thousand times. The dancers and singers in the Zhaoyang Palace, if you see them weaving, you should also cherish them. One of the Eight Songs of Li Bai's Palace Lyrics A small golden house is born, and it is full in the Ziwei. I'm not sure if I've ever had a good time, but I'm sure that I've had a good time. I'm not sure if I'll be able to get a good look at it, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at it. I was worried that the songs and dances would be broken up and turned into colorful clouds. Three of the Three Songs of Xue Tao's Trial of New Clothes The long train was originally a symbol of the Upper Qing Dynasty, and I used to chase the fairies to bring the jade ganoderma to the palace. Whenever there is a song or dance in the palace, I sing the lyrics to the song. Wang Changling Spring Palace Song Last night the wind opened the dew wells of peaches, and the moon wheel was high in the front hall of the Future Palace. The songs and dances of Pingyang are newly favored, and the cold spring outside the curtain gives the brocade robe. Du Fu's "Gift to the Flower Minister" Gift to the Flower Minister Author: Du Fu Era: Tang Genre: Seven Styles Jincheng Silk Pipes are flowing by day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song should only be found in heaven, and can be heard only a few times on earth. The Sword Dance of Gongsun Danniang's Disciples with a Preface --Tang Dynasty, Du Fu Previously, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved the four directions. The spectators were as dismayed as the mountains, and heaven and earth were lowered for a long time. She was like Yi shooting down the nine suns, and she was as graceful as the horses of a group of emperors. They come like thunder and fury, and leave like the river and the sea with clear light. The two loneliness of Jiang Jiang's lips and sleeves, and the fragrance of her disciples in the evening. The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and she dances beautifully to this song. I have a question and answer with her, and I feel sorry for the time and events. There were 8,000 maids of the late emperor, and Gong Sun was the first to use the sword. Fifty years have passed like a handful of years. The dust is infinite and the royal family is in a daze. The sons and daughters of the Pear Kingdom were scattered like smoke, and the remaining female music reflected the cold sun. The trees in the southern part of the Golden Corn Pile had already arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang was desolate. The tortoise strings and pipes end, and the moon rises in the east. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm saddened by the deserted mountains. There are two lines in Yan Guidao's poem: "Dance to the moon in the center of the willow building, and sing to the wind in the bottom of the peach blossom fan". Liu Zicui, a poet of the Song Dynasty, once wrote: "The songs and dances in the Liangyuan Garden are so elegant, and the wine is like a knife to relieve the sorrows. Remembering the many pleasures of Chengping, I went up to Fanlou in the dead of night. Dancing to the moon in the willow tower, singing to the wind under the peach blossom fan. The Empress of Flying Swallow dances lightly. The Lady of the Purple Palace sings the song of Yan Gui Dao, dancing to the moon in the heart of the willow tower and singing to the wind in the bottom of the peach blossom fan. Song Dynasty Poet Liu Zicui The songs and dances of the Liang Yuan were all the rage, and the wine was like a knife to ease the sorrows of the broken heart. Remembering the many pleasures of Chengping, I went up to Fanlou in the dead of the night. Cao Zhi's "Luoshen Fugue". It's like a graceful, graceful, graceful dragon. Brightly shining like the light clouds that cover the moon, floating like the snow that flows in the wind. The tassel rotates and the stars shake, the flowers and vines shake and the dragons and snakes move. -Bai Juyi: Beyond the mountains and the green hills, beyond the buildings, when will the songs and dances of the West Lake end? I sing, the moon wanders, I dance, the shadows are scattered. --Li Bai's "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" (月下独酌) The moon in the center of the willow building is low in the dance, and the wind in the bottom of the peach blossom fan is full in the song. Yan Guidao's "The Partridge Sky" (晏几道《鹧鸪天》) The songs and dances in the Liang Yuan Garden are so elegant, and the wine is like a knife to relieve the sorrows. I remember the joys of Chengping, and the night is dark when I go up to Fanlou. Liu Zi Cui Pi?a Colada is almost as beautiful as a dragon. The moon is like a light cloud, the snow flows like the wind. Cao Zhi Luoshen Fu (The God of Luos) The tassel swirls and the stars shake, the flowers and vines jiggle and the dragons and snakes move. Bai Juyi: A Thousand Doors Opened and Ten Thousand Lanterns Brightened, and the Imperial Capital Was Moved in the Midst of the First Month. Three Hundred Inner Men Danced with Their Sleeves, and Words Were Spoken in the Sky for a While. Zhang Hu "Lanterns on the Fifth Night of the First Moon" The silk pipes of the brocade city flutter in the day, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. This song should only be found in heaven, and can be heard only a few times on earth. Du Fu's "Gift to Hua Qing" (《赠花卿》). In the past, there was a beautiful woman, Gongsun, who danced with a sword and moved the four directions. The viewers were as dismayed as the mountains, and heaven and earth were lowered for a long time. She was like Yi shooting the nine suns, and she was as graceful as the horses of a group of emperors. They come like thunder and fury, and leave like the river and the sea with clear light. The two loneliness of Jiang Jiang's lips and sleeves, and the fragrance of her disciples in the evening. The beauty of Linying is in the White Emperor, and she dances beautifully to this song. I have a question and answer with her, and I feel sorry for the time and events. There were 8,000 maids of the late emperor, and Gong Sun was the first to use the sword. Fifty years have passed like a handful of years. The dust is infinite and the royal family is in a daze. The sons and daughters of the Pear Kingdom were scattered like smoke, and the remaining female music reflected the cold sun. The trees in the southern part of the Golden Corn Pile had already arched, and the grass in the stone city of Qutang was desolate. The tortoise strings and pipes end, and the moon rises in the east. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm saddened by the deserted mountains. Du Fu's "Watching Gongsun Danniang's Disciples Dancing with Swords and Sets a Sequence" is a poem in which a gorilla's blood and color are tied to its head, and the sky is full of voices lifting the painted radius. But it is the inner circle that is so eager to compete that the red sleeves of the six palaces are waved at a time. Zhang Hu's "The Music of the Upper Sixth Month" is performed at the Calyx House in August, and all the parties are playing the same music for a thousand years. The first time I played it, I was in the middle of my first performance, and I was so happy to see it. Zhang Hu's "A Thousand Autumns of Music" (Xingqing Pond, South of the Pond, Before the Willow Opens), Tai Zhen puts a branch of plum on it first. The Spring Warbler is Singing and Dancing under the Flowers. Zhang Hu's "Spring Warbler Singing" (Beyond the Green Mountains, Beyond the Buildings), when will the songs and dances of the West Lake ever end? Lin Sheng's "The Question of Lin'an Residence" is a story about a girl whose skin is not tainted by heavenly realities, and who is standing in a jade pool in the morning. Pavilion green cover, full of dimples, when makeup clean wash. The waves of the Tai Liquid turned over, the neon dance was over, and the soul was broken by the flowing water. I still have the old scent and light powder, but the flowers are not like that, and the people are emaciated. I want to call the Fairy of the Waves. I'd like to call the Fairy of the Waves. When I look back, the ice curtains are half covered and the dannabe dangles are falling. The moon's shadow is dark, the dew is falling, who is leaning on the small appendage. ***The snowy egrets are still there in the cold. I used to serve Emperor Xian in Yuanhe and accompanied him to the banquet in Zhaoyang. There were countless songs and dances, but I loved the Neishang Dance the most. At the time of the dance, on a cold spring day, I danced in front of an incense burner under the jade hooks. The dancer in front of the table has a face like jade, and she doesn't wear common clothes. She wore no common clothes. She had a rainbow dress, a cape, and a jeweled necklace. The gracefulness of the dancers seems not to be in the way of the silk, but they listen to the music and stop again. The chimes and the zither and the flute are all in harmony, and the sound of the press and the blowing is meandering. The six pieces of music in the prelude have not yet moved their clothes, and the clouds on the balcony are not flying. In the middle sequence, the bamboo poles are cracked in the fall and the ice in the spring. The snow is light when it turns around, and the dragon is frightened when it is sent off. The willow is weak after dropping the hand, but the clouds want to be born when trailing the train diagonally. The moths are not so graceful, but the windy sleeves are low as if they have feelings. The upper element nods her hair and invites the calyx green, the queen mother waves her hand to bid farewell to the flying agaric. Twelve times in rapid succession, the beads of the pearls shake the jade and the clang of the clangs. The luan has retracted its wings after the dance, and the crane has been quoted at the end of the song. At first sight, I was shocked to see it, but it was not enough for me to stare and listen to it. For eighty-nine years I have been on earth, but I have never heard this song. I have never heard this song before. I only hear the mandrill's voice in Penjing, and the azalea's cry in Ba Gorge. In the second year after I moved to Qian Tang, I was in the mood to ask about silk and bamboo. Linglong Konghou Xiehaozheng, Chen favors the language of Shen Pingxiang. The delicate hands of the clear strings and pipes taught me to sing a song about neon. In front of the White Pavilion, by the lake, there are only three presses before and after. I had left my son behind, but now I hear that they are all scattered. I went to Suzhou in May this year, and the clock was ringing in the morning and the horn in the evening, urging me to turn gray. I have been reading a lot of paperwork at night, but not listening to music and songs until fall. In the fall, I have nothing to do, but I suddenly remember the Nishang and have no place to ask for help. I heard that there were a lot of musicians in your ministry and asked if there were any dancers with neon dresses. The answer was that no one in the seven counties or the 100,000 households knew of the Nishang Dance. I only sent you a long song, which I titled "The Neishang and the Feathered Garments". The Nishang is recorded on four sheets of paper, all in red. I can see a thousand shapes and forms, just like the dancers of Zhaoyang. It's as if I've seen the same thing before my eyes, the same as in the past and the same as in the present. It's like a dream of the soul, like a picture of a painting. I love the neon dresses and you know that.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a guy who was in the middle of a conversation with a guy who was in the middle of a conversation with him.
I'd like to send a letter of thanks to you for your help, and I'd like to thank you for your help, and I'd like to thank you for your help.
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Prose Poem
Carnations
Snowflakes dancing in the air, falling on Santa's beard, Santa Claus smiled: make a wish, winter girl.
The winter girl stretched out her cold hand: to ask for a thousand-year-old carnation, inserted in front of the patient's bed, so that the candlelight of life flickers in the dark night -
To welcome the arrival of each dawn. At this time, snowflakes spread over the entire cliff, like a lighthouse, standing in the dark night.
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Carnations Made of Poetry
When I was little
You held my hand
Even if the wind was strong and the rain
was heavy
I wasn't afraid
When I grow up
I'll let go of your hand
I'll walk alone, my body
In another country
My heart is at home
The winds and frosts of the years
Have whitened your temples
But they've turned red
My long-lasting concern
Standing under the sunshine in May
Let me give you a present
A bouquet of carnations made of poems
Each petal
has a word written on it
Words
My daughter will always love
You, mom
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What is Acacia
I see the bright clarity of the sky, the white clouds in my hand
I adorn you with stars and dreams
Whoever approaches, spring dances around him
Whoever departs, fall is only empty in the north
Your turquoise blue deepens your eternity
Acacia is the winking of
A carnation
Acacia is the endless sea
Calm and quiet
It makes you lazy
Like satin clinging to the sky
You don't want to relax for a single moment
Waves, boats
How tender
Allah's warmth is in your breath. Breath
What is an acacia? I just watch with curiosity
I dare not touch it
5. Seek for verses about plantainEven the rain Bai Juyi The wind and the rain are dark and the rooster crows in the twilight and the morning.
The wind and rain are dark, the rooster crows in the evening and the morning. The waterfowls are staying in the eaves, and the frogs are jumping into the house.
I still hear that the guests want to chase the morning.
The first thing you need to know is that it's raining at night.
The first thing I want to do is to give a gift to Li Shangyin, and I want to give a gift to Li Shangyin.
The banana does not show the lilac knot, the same to the spring breeze to their own sorrow. The stone of the mountain is eminent, and the bats fly in the temple at dusk.
The new rain is enough for the steps, and the banana leaves are big and the gardenia is fat. The monks said that the ancient wall of the Buddha painting is good, to fire to illuminate the rare seen.
Make a bed and put soup and rice on it, and it is enough to satisfy my hunger.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
The first time I went to the airport, I had to go to the airport to get to the airport, and I had to go to the airport. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the mountains and the streams.
When the flow of bare feet on the stones of the stream, the sound of the water exciting wind clothing. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and then you'll be able to see the world.
I am sorry to say that my party has two or three sons, and I will not return to them until I am old.
The first is to send a letter to the president of the Republic of China, and the second is to send a letter to the president of the Republic of China.
If there is a letter from the east in the countryside, it will be sent to Yangzhou near the post bridge.
If there is a letter from the east in the countryside, it will be sent to Yangzhou near the post bridge.
The first time I saw this, it was a very long time ago, and it was a very long time ago that I saw it. The banana was planted in front of the window because it was moved by the rain.
I have compassion for the sound of the ditch dripping, so I can dream of returning home.
The dream is far away from home, and I feel that I have turned it over.
Playing on the grass tree Zhang said I was surprised by the pomegranate tree, far out across the river. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
The frost whisked the palace laurel, blew the court acacia. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one, and it was a very good one.
Idle Habitat to My Brothers Wei Yingwu Autumn grass in the garden when the white dew, my brothers in the old garden are thinking of each other. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time coming.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time coming. The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him.
The rain drops on the banana and the frost brings the tangerine to a yellow color. The first time I saw you, I was so happy to see you.
The first time I saw a man in the street, I saw a man in the street, and I saw a woman in the street, and I saw a man in the street. 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.
Early summer sleep, Yang Wanli, plums flow acid splash teeth, bananas divided into green on the window screen. The day is long, and I have no feelings, so I watch the children catching the willow flowers.
Lin Bu (林逋) is staying at the Cave Palace in the sky. The autumn mountains are inexhaustible, and the thoughts of autumn are boundless. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
A bird in the cool shade, and a cicada in the fallen crystal. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Remembering Qin'e Feng Yansi The wind is pattering, and the night rain is even darkening the clouds. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.
Unless the soul dreams of the countryside, it is not separated by the mountains. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the stuff that I've been thinking about, and then I'll go back to my old life.
The willow branch Gu Cui Autumn night fragrance boudoir thinking of silence. The Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs
The Oriental Mountains and Indigenous Landscapes. The Candlelight.
The Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs of the Songs
The man who was in the house was a man of the world, and he was a man of the world.
The rain is dripping on the banana.
I'm not sure if I've ever seen a woman with a pair of knitted knives. The winds of autumn are many, the rain is in harmony, and the bananas outside the curtain are in three or two rows.
The night is long, what can people do? The Nangxiangzi Ouyang Jiong painting barge stop radius, hibiscus hedge outside the bamboo across the bridge. The woman on the water and the woman on the sand, looking back, laughingly pointing to the banana forest to live.
The word "Cai Sang Zi" is added to Li Qingzhao, who planted the banana tree in front of the window? The shade is all over the courtyard; the shade is all over the courtyard, and the leaves are heartfelt, and there is residual emotion in the scrolls. The rain on the sad pillow is dripping heavy rain; dripping heavy rain, sad and damaging to the people in the north who are not accustomed to listen to it!
Qiu Niang Ferry and Tai Niang Bridge, the wind is blowing again and the rain is coming down again. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and the second time I saw it was when I was a kid. The word "pianoforte" is used as a tune, and the word "heart" is used as an incense burner.
It is easy to throw people away, red cherries, green bananas. The Water Fairies Xu Zaisi The sound of the wutong leaves is a sound of autumn, a little bit of banana, a little bit of sadness, after three nights to return to the dream of three nights.
The lamps and flowers have not yet been collected, and the people of Xinfeng are alone in the pavilion. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Butterfly Lovers' Flower Song Wan The moon is only a few feet away from the curtains, and the birds and magpies are scared to fly, a piece of sadness white. The old man is separated by the barrier, who will play the plum blossom flute in the south tower? The crickets are in front of the lamps, deceiving the sick guests.
The shadow of the sky is hovering, and I want to go to sleep, but I don't want to.
6. Poems describing the night sky
1. The stars are in the sky and the moon is in the sky and the river is in the sky.
The name of the man is not the article, the official should be old and sick to rest. The first is to be a good example of how the world can be a good place to live.
Translation: The breeze was blowing the grass on the riverbank, and the boat with the tall mast was moored alone at night. The stars hang down in the sky, and the flat field looks wide; the moonlight surges with the waves, and the great river rolls eastward.
Am I famous for my writings? I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do that, and I'm going to be able to do that. I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm not sure what I'm talking about. I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
2, autumn sunset
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Silver candles and autumn light cold painting screen, light small fan puffing fireflies. The color of the sky is as cool as water, and I am lying down to see the Altair and Vega stars.
Translation: The light of the silver candle reflects the cold painting screen, and the hand holds a small fan to fight fireflies. The stone steps in the night are as cool as cold water, and you can sit quietly and gaze at the stars of the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden on both sides of the Heavenly River.
3. Fisherman's Pride - The sky is connected to the clouds and fog
Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao
The sky is connected to the clouds and fog
The starry river wants to turn a thousand sails dance. It's as if my dream soul has returned to the emperor. I'm not sure if I've ever been to the same place before.
I reported that the road was long and the sun was drowning, and I learned some amazing lines from the poem. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it. The wind is still blowing, and the boat is blowing to take the three mountains away!
Translation: The water and the sky are connected, and the morning mist covers the clouds. The Milky Way is turning, like countless ships dancing in the sails. It was as if my dreaming soul went back to the heavenly court and heard the Heavenly Emperor speaking to me. He asked me warmly and with sincerity where I was going.
I returned to the Celestial Emperor that the road was still long, and it was now dusk before I reached it. Even if I learn poetry and can write amazing lines, what is the use? The sky is 90,000 miles long, and the roc is flying high in the sky. O wind! Don't ever stop, send this light boat of mine straight to the three immortal islands of Penglai.
4. Watching the ocean
Two Han: Cao Cao
The sun and moon rise and set, as if from this vast ocean. The stars in the Milky Way also seem to emerge from the bosom of the ocean.
5, "Tianjia yuan day"
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Yesterday night the bucket returned to the north, this day the age of the east. I am already strong in my years, but I am still worried about farming without any salary.
The Mulberry field is the plowman's father, and the hoe follows the shepherd's boy. The first is that the first time I saw the movie, I was able to see the movie, and the second time I saw the movie, I was able to see the movie.
Translation: Last night the handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east, and this morning the year began again. I am forty years old, and though I have no official position I still worry about farming.
Near the farmer plowing in a field full of mulberry trees, he carries a hoe and labors with a shepherd boy. The farmers speculate about this year's harvest and say that it will be a good year.
7. Seek some poems describing dancersDancers
Mossy alleys, hazy moonlight
Shadows plopped into sadness on the ground
Candlelight shakes, lighting incense
Poems come out of the woman's window
Chanting, sighing and sighing again
Slipping back to last night
Exiled one by one Paper boat
Packed with pious hope
Carefully looking towards the years
Shawl curls pulled into a bundle of strength
Shake off the sadness
Even though--
Red dancing shoes messed up the playing and singing
Smile fell again and again well
Close your eyes and remember the past
The corner of the intersection -
The urgent bicycle bell urges and urges to approach
Stand on tiptoe, stand against the wall
Waiting for that gust of wind to whistle by
Suddenly the tears drop down, wet with pain
< p> Forgive me for having --The youthfulness of the flyer gave way and shrunk its feet
The music started at some point
The lights were interlaced
Chasing after the dance steps, indulging in the hemline
The applause was wispy and drifted away in the wind
The end of the song was over.
The perfect person falls down like paper
Finally shaking up a piece of panic, shaking off a skirt of fragrance
Who would have thought that once --
Tiptoeing, dancing in a flutter
Just at that moment. Lotus-like soul
Forgetting the uncertainty, igniting the wish
Step by step, out of the ordinary
Mossy alleys, hazy moonlight
Shadows circling around the ground into a circle of perfection
Candlelight shaking, lighting incense
Woman's bed snoring loudly
Fragrant sweetness, one sound after another
Dancers of the Heavenly Lake
Mount the mountain to see the sea of clouds,
and the eastern rainbow for the road.
See the goose in the garden,
And ride the waves in the lake of heaven.
I don't care about the waves on the bottom of the sea,
I'm dancing alone in the center of the waves.
I'm not sure what I'm talking about,
but I'm not sure what I'm talking about,
and I'm not sure what I'm talking about.
I heard the sound of the opening of the sky,
and the jade maiden appeared in the sky!
The sunrise is the dress, the rainbow is the belt, the warm clouds are wrapped around the feet,
The sky lake and the moon are dancing again,
The song of the swan lake.
The moon was so lucky that it kissed me,
and I've been jealous of her ever since.
The woman's life has been a disaster,
and there is no place for her in heaven or on earth.
In my dream, I cried and complained,
but I hated the Yangtze River!
At midnight.
Who danced in the shadow,
The long skirt was sprinkled with dewdrops,
The red shoes drew the starlight into an arc of light.
Two points of clear waves light up your eyes,
Sometimes tears tell more than just sorrow.
The shiny red lips are a temptation, or a deep-seated helplessness.
You raised your head and said your life is a dance.
Why don't you continue your dance?
You are clearly hesitating,
whether it is the cool wind that stops your circling,
or the darkness of the night that floods your way back.
Life!
It is a dance.
A few points of joy,
A few points of sadness,
More is the loneliness of the long night!
Written on a long and lonely night
Wanderer
2010.5.30