(4) The Letter from Home in the Capital [Ming] Yuan Kai
Three thousand miles of river water, fifteen lines of letters from home. There are no other words in the lines, but that I have returned to my hometown as early as possible.
(5) and haochu Shangren with the mountains send Beijing relatives [Tang] Dai Shulun
Sea side of the mountain like a sword, autumn everywhere cut sadness.
If I were to be transformed into a hundred billion bodies, I would go up to the peak and look at my hometown.
(6) Wen Yan [Tang] Wei Yingwu
Where is the homeland? I've been thinking about it for a long time. On the night of the fall rain in Huainan, I heard the geese coming from Gaozhai.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
Jun is from the hometown, you should know about the hometown. In the coming days, in front of the window, will the plum blossom yet?
(8) The North Post at Dayu Mountain (Song Zhiwen)
The geese flying south in the cloudy moon are rumored to have returned here. I have not yet traveled, when will I return?
The river is still, the tide is falling, and the forest is dark. When I look at my hometown in the morning, I will see the plum at the end of the river.
(9) Farewell at Jingmen (Li Bai)
Ferrying far away from Jingmen, I came from Chu. The mountains follow the end of the flat field, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
The moon flies under the heavenly mirror, and the clouds are born in the sea. I still pity the water in my hometown, and I will send my boat on the way.
The night of the 10th moon is the night of the hundred million she brother (Du Fu)
The garrison drums break the line, the border geese a sound of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I've never been able to send a letter to them, not to mention the fact that they have not yet rested their armies.
(11) Farewell (Sui Dynasty Folk Song)
The willows are green and hanging on the ground, and the poplars are flying in the sky.
The willows are broken and the blossoms fly away, so I ask the pedestrians if they will return.
(12) Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian)
The white trees in the middle of the courtyard are filled with crows, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew.
The moon is bright tonight, and I wonder whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on.
(13) When I meet the envoy to the capital
The road to my hometown is long, and I can't dry my tears.
There is no pen and paper for us to meet on the horse, so I have to rely on you to send me a message to tell me that I am safe.
(14) (Lu You)
Death knows that all things are empty, but sadness does not see the same nine states.
When the king's division is determined in the middle of the plains in the north, I will not forget to tell Naiweng at the family memorial service.
(15) The Fisherman's Pride (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang have left without paying attention to the sound of the four sides of the border. The city is closed in a thousand roaches, with a long smoke and sunset.
A cup of wine and a million miles from home, Yan Ran has not yet returned without a plan. The Qiang Guan is a long time, and the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep, but I'm afraid the general's hair will turn gray and the soldiers' tears will come to my eyes.
(16) One Cut Plum Boat Passing Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)
A piece of spring sorrow to be quenched by wine. The boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains upstairs are waving. The boat on the river is swaying, and the curtains upstairs are waving. The wind is blowing again, the rain is falling again.
When will I return home to wash my robe?
When will I return home to wash my robe? The light of the day is easy to throw away. The cherry is red, the banana is green.
(17) Autumn Thoughts on Tianjingsha (Ma Zhiyuan)
The withered vines and old trees are filled with crows, the small bridges and flowing rivers are filled with homes, and the west wind of the old road is filled with thin horses.
The sun is setting in the west, and the broken-hearted are at the end of the world.
(18) Inscription on the Wall in Prison (Tan Sitong)
Looking at the door and thinking of Zhang Jian, enduring death for a moment to wait for Du Gen.
I laugh at the sky with my sword, and leave my liver and guts behind.
(19) A Chapter of Feelings (Tan Sitong)
The world is full of spring sorrows, and now I cry to the underworld.
40,000,000 people all shed tears, where is God's country at the end of the world.
10. "The Book of Even Returning to the Countryside" Tang. He Zhizhang
Many years have passed since I left my hometown.
Only the lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.
Silent Night Thoughts
Li Bai
The moonlight in front of the bed,
It is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Lifting my head to look at the bright moon,
Lowering my head to think of my hometown.
Memories of the Shantung Brothers on September 9
Wang Wei
Alone in a foreign land, I am a stranger,
It is twice as important to think of one's own family at festivals.
It is not easy to know where the brothers climbed,
There are fewer dogwoods to be found.
The Moon on the Fifteenth Night
Wang Jian
The crows roost in the white trees in the middle of the court,
The osmanthus flowers are wet with cold dew.
The moon is bright tonight, and I don't know who's home I'm thinking of in autumn.
Autumn Thoughts
Zhang Ji
Seeing the autumn wind in the city of Luoyang,
I want to write a letter.
It is not enough to talk about it in a hurry,
and I'm going to open the door again.
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The Autumn Wind
-Liu Yuxi
Where is the autumn wind?
Slowly sending the geese.
It comes into the garden tree in the morning,
and the lone guest is the first to hear it.
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Chang Xiang Si
Nalan Seide
Mountains are a long way away, water is a long way away, the body is walking towards the Yuguan that side, the night is deep, a thousand tent lights. The winds and the snow are all the same, and the dreams of the countryside are shattered, and there is no such sound in the homeland.
Tianjingsha Autumn Thoughts
The old trees are full of crows, the small bridges are full of people, and the old roads are full of thin horses. The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted people are at the end of the world.
People miss going home every day
Xue Daoheng
It's only been seven days since the beginning of spring,
and it's been two years since I left home.
After the geese have fallen,
Thinking about the flowers.
Respondent: 83212415 - Assistant Grade 2 9-15 21:06
(1) New Year's Day and Night
The hotel cold lamps alone do not sleep, the guest heart why turn miserable.
This is the first time I've thought about my hometown tonight, and it will be another year in the morning.
(2) Returning Home (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu
The child asked why it was too late to return home. ***I'm not going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at you.
(3) Township Thoughts [Song] Li 觏
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can't see my home when I look at the end of the world.
It's a pity that the blue mountains are so far away from each other, but the blue mountains are still covered by the twilight clouds.
(4) A Letter from Home in Beijing (Ming) Yuan Kai
Three thousand miles of river water, fifteen lines of letters from home. There are no other words in the lines, but that I have returned to my hometown as early as possible.
(5) and haochu Shangren with the mountains send Beijing relatives [Tang] Dai Shulun
Sea side of the mountain like a sword, autumn everywhere cut sadness.
If I were to be transformed into a hundred billion bodies, I would go up to the peak and look at my hometown.
(6) Wen Yan [Tang] Wei Yingwu
Where is the homeland? I've been thinking about it for a long time. On the night of the fall rain in Huainan, I heard the geese coming from Gaozhai.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
Jun is from the hometown, you should know about the hometown. In the coming days, in front of the window, will the plum blossom yet?
(8) The North Post at Dayu Mountain (Song Zhiwen)
The geese flying south in the cloudy moon are rumored to have returned here. I have not yet traveled, when will I return?
The river is still, the tide is falling, and the forest is dark. When I look at my hometown in the morning, I will see the plum at the end of the river.
(9) Farewell at Jingmen (Li Bai)
Ferrying far away from Jingmen, I came from Chu. The mountains follow the end of the flat field, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
The moon flies under the heavenly mirror, and the clouds are born in the sea. I still pity the water in my hometown, and I will send my boat on the way.
The night of the 10th moon is the night of the hundred million she brother (Du Fu)
The garrison drums break the line, the border geese a sound of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I've never been able to send a letter to them, not to mention the fact that they have not yet rested their armies.
(11) Farewell (Folk Song of Sui Dynasty)
The willows are green and hanging on the ground, the poplars are fluttering in the sky.
The willows are broken and the blossoms fly away, so I ask the pedestrians if they will return.
(12) Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian)
The white trees in the middle of the courtyard are filled with crows, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew.
Tonight, the moon is bright, I don't know how to fall
Respondent: Chongtianle - Assistant Grade 2 9-18 19:51
1)New Year's Eve
[Tang] Gao Xie
The hotel cold lamps do not sleep alone, the guest's heart why the matter turned bleak. I'm thinking of my hometown tonight, and I'll be there in the morning with frosty temples.
(2)Yu Guangzhong "Nostalgia"
When I was a child
Nostalgia was a small stamp
I was here
Mother was there
After I grew up
Nostalgia was a narrow ticket
I was here
The bride was there
Later
Then
This is a very important part of the story.
Nostalgia is a short grave
I am on the outside
Mother is on the inside
And now
Nostalgia is a shallow strait
I am on this side
Mainland is on the other side
(3) "Tianjingsha. Autumn Thoughts" by Ma Zhiyuan Withered vines, old trees and dim crows, small bridges and flowing rivers. The old road with the west wind and the thin horses. The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted people are at the end of the world.
(4) "Returning Home" by Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
The child holds his clothes and asks, "Why is it too late to return? ***Who fights for years to win the silk at the temples?
(5) "Thoughts of the Countryside" by Li Mi, Song Dynasty
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I can't see my home at the end of the world. I hate the fact that the blue mountains are separated from each other, but the blue mountains are still covered by the twilight clouds.
(6) "A Letter from Home in the Capital" by Ming Yuan Kai The river is three thousand miles long, but the letter from home is fifteen lines long. I have no other words to say, but that I have returned to my hometown as early as possible. If I were to transform my body into a hundred billion, I would go up to the peak and look at my hometown.
(8) "Winking Geese" by Wei Yingwu, Tang Dynasty
Where is the homeland? I've been thinking about returning to my hometown for a long time. On the night of the fall rain in Huainan, I heard the geese coming from Gaozhai.
(9) "Miscellaneous Poems" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty You have come from your hometown, you should know about it. I'm not going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at this. I know from afar where the brothers are climbing up to the top of the mountain, and there are fewer dogwoods to be found.
(11)Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
Ferrying Farewell from Jingmen
The ferry went far beyond Jingmen, and I came from Chu. The mountains are exhausted with the flat fields, and the river flows into the great wilderness. The moon flies in the mirror of the sky, and the clouds are born in the sea. I'm sorry for the water in my hometown, but I'm sorry for the water in my hometown.
(12)
Du Fu, Tang Dynasty
The garrison drums break the line of people, and the geese on the border sound in autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown. The moon is bright in my hometown. All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get through to you, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get through to you.
(13) "Climbing to Wugong Terrace on an Autumn Day and Viewing the Temple from a Distance" by Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty
After the ancient terrace was swung down, I looked at my hometown in the fall. There are fewer people coming to the wild temple, and the clouds are deeper than the water. The setting sun is still on the base, and the cold chime is full of empty forests. The first thing I want to say is that I'm not sure what I'm going to do, but I'm going to say that I'm going to do it.
(14) "Bamboo Branches" by Liu Yuxi, Tang Dynasty
Spring grass grows at the head of Baidi City, and the Shu River is clear at the foot of Baiyan Mountain. The southerners come up to sing a song, and the northerners do not go up to move their hometown.
(15) "In Chang'an returned to Yangzhou on September 9, the line Wei" Sui Jiang total
Heart chasing the southern clouds passed away, the shape with the northern geese to come. The chrysanthemums under the hedge in my hometown are in bloom today.
(16) "Showing Children" by Lu You, Song Dynasty
Death knows that all things are empty, but sadness does not see the nine states. On the day when the king's division settles in the Central Plains, I will not forget to tell Naiweng at the family memorial service.
(17) "Fisherman's Pride" by Fan Zhongyan, Song Dynasty
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention to it, and the sound of the border is heard on all sides. The city is closed by a thousand roaches, and the long smoke and the setting sun are closed. The wine is a cup of wine and the home is ten thousand miles away, Yan Ran has not yet returned to the plan. The Qiang Pipe is so long that the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep, the general's hair is gray, the recruiter's tears.
(18) "Thinking of Jiangnan" by Tang Fang Gan
Yesterday's grass is withered and today's grass is green. I have a dream of returning to the road at night, but I can't reach Tonglu and it's already bright.
(20) "Crossing the River Han" by Song Zhiqian, Tang
The sound and letters outside the ridge are cut off, through winter and spring. I don't dare to ask anyone about it.
(21) "Stagnant Rain" by Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty
Stagnant rain on Chang'an night, the remaining lamps of the lonely guest sadness. I am not sure if it is appropriate to dream of returning to my hometown in the fall.
(22) "Sending Wu XIX to Yuanling" by Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty
The Yuanjiang River flows to Chenyang, and it is a long way to meet you at the mouth of the river. Who knows how to look forward to thunderstorms from a distant banishment, and return to his hometown next year with spring water ****.
(11) Farewell (Folk Song of Sui Dynasty)
The willows are green and hanging on the ground, and the poplar flowers are flying in the sky. When the willow is broken and the flowers fly away, may I ask the pedestrians if they will return?
(23) Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian)
Crows roost on the white ground of the courtyard, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew. Tonight the moon is bright, and I don't know whose home my thoughts of autumn have fallen to.
(24)Meeting the Envoy to the Capital
The road to my hometown is long, and I can't dry my tears. I have no pen or paper to write to you, but I will send you a message to tell you that you are safe.
(25) Show me the children (Lu You)
Dying knows that everything is empty, but the sadness is not to see the same in the nine states. When the king's division has settled in the Central Plains, I will not forget to tell Naiweng at the family memorial service.
(25)The Fisherman's Pride (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery is different in the fall under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang have gone without notice, and the sound of the border on all sides is even horned up. The city is closed in the long smoke and the sun is setting. The city is closed. A glass of wine and a million miles from home, Yan Ran has not yet returned without a plan. The Qiang Pipe is so long that the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep, the general's hair is gray, the recruiter's tears.
(26) A Cut of Plum A boat crossing the Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)
A piece of spring sorrow to be quenched by wine. The boat on the river is rocking, and the curtain on the upper floor is waving. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night. The wind is blowing again, the rain is falling again. When will I return home to wash my robe? The word "silver sheng" is tuned, and the word "heart" is burned with incense. It is easy to throw people away. The cherry is red, the banana is green.
(30) Inscription on the wall in prison (Tan Sitong)
Looking at the door and thinking of Zhang Jian, enduring death for a moment to wait for Dugen. I will laugh at the sky with my sword, and leave my liver and guts behind.
(31) A Chapter of Feelings (Tan Sitong)
The world is full of spring sorrows. The world is full of spring sorrows, and now we are crying to the darkness. 40,000,000 people are in tears, and the end of the world is the divine state
(32)Autumn Thoughts (Zhang Nian)
The autumn wind is blowing in the city of Luoyang, and I want to write a letter to it. I want to write a letter to you. I am afraid that I can't say it all in a hurry, but I want to write a letter to you.
(33)Long Xiang Si (Nalan Seide)
It's a long way from the mountains, a long way from the water, a long way from Yuguan, and it's deep in the night, with thousands of lights in the tents. The wind and the snow have been ravaging the countryside for years, and there is no such sound in the hometown.
(34) The Day of the Return (Xue Daoheng)
It is only seven days since the beginning of spring, and it has been two years since I left home. I've been away from home for two years now. After the geese have fallen, I'm thinking of the flowers.
(1) A Song for New Year's Eve by Gao Shi (Tang Dynasty)
It's a cold night in the hotel, and I don't sleep alone, but I'm sorry for what happened to the guest.
This is the first time I've thought about my hometown tonight, and I'll be thinking about it in the morning.
(2) Returning Home (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu
The child asked why it was too late to return home. ***I'm not going to be able to get a good look at you, but I'm going to be able to get a good look at you.
(3) Township Thoughts [Song] Li 觏
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, but I can't see my home when I look at the end of the world.
It's a pity that the blue mountains are so far away from each other, but the blue mountains are still covered by the twilight clouds.
(4) A Letter from Home in Beijing (Ming) Yuan Kai
Three thousand miles of river water, fifteen lines of letters from home. There are no other words in the lines, but that I have returned to my hometown as early as possible.
(5) and haochu Shangren with the mountains send Beijing relatives [Tang] Dai Shulun
Sea side of the mountain like a sword, autumn everywhere cut sadness.
If I were to be transformed into a hundred billion bodies, I would go up to the peak and look at my hometown.
(6) Wen Yan [Tang] Wei Yingwu
Where is the homeland? I've been thinking about it for a long time. On the night of the fall rain in Huainan, I heard the geese coming from Gaozhai.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
Jun is from the hometown, you should know about the hometown. In the coming days, in front of the window, will the plum blossom yet?
(8) The North Post at Dayu Mountain (Song Zhiwen)
The geese flying south in the cloudy moon are rumored to have returned here. I have not yet traveled, when will I return?
The river is still and the tide is falling, the forest is dark and the forest is in a state of chaos. When I look at my hometown in the morning, I will see the plum at the end of the river.
(9) Farewell at Jingmen (Li Bai)
Ferrying far away from Jingmen, I came from Chu. The mountains follow the end of the flat field, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
The moon flies under the heavenly mirror, and the clouds are born in the sea. I still pity the water in my hometown, and I will send my boat on the way.
The night of the 10th moon is the night of the hundred million she brother (Du Fu)
The garrison drums break the line, the border geese a sound of autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I've never been able to send a letter to them, not to mention the fact that they have not yet rested their armies.
(11) Farewell (Sui Dynasty Folk Song)
The willows are green and hanging on the ground, and the poplars are flying in the sky.
The willows are broken and the blossoms fly away, so I ask the pedestrians if they will return.
(12) Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night (Wang Jian)
The white trees in the middle of the courtyard are filled with crows, and the osmanthus blossoms are wet with cold dew.
The moon is bright tonight, and I wonder whose home the thoughts of autumn have fallen on.
(13) When I meet the envoy to the capital
The road to my hometown is long, and I can't dry my tears.
There is no pen and paper for us to meet on the horse, so I have to rely on you to send me a message to tell me that I am safe.
(14) (Lu You)
Death knows that all things are empty, but sadness does not see the same nine states.
When the king's division is determined in the middle of the plains in the north, I will not forget to tell Naiweng at the family memorial service.
(15) The Fisherman's Pride (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery is different in the autumn under the Seychelles, and the geese in Hengyang have left without paying attention to the sound of the four sides of the border. The city is closed in a thousand roaches, with a long smoke and sunset.
A cup of wine and a million miles from home, Yan Ran has not yet returned without a plan. The Qiang Guan is a long time, and the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep, but I'm afraid the general's hair will turn gray and the soldiers' tears will come to my eyes.
(16) One Cut Plum Boat Passing Wujiang River (Jiang Jie)
A piece of spring sorrow to be quenched by wine. The boat on the river is rocking, and the curtains upstairs are waving. The boat on the river is swaying, and the curtains upstairs are waving. The wind is blowing again, the rain is falling again.
When will I return home to wash my robe?
When will I return home to wash my robe? The light of the day is easy to throw away. The cherry is red, the banana is green.
(17) Autumn Thoughts on Tianjingsha (Ma Zhiyuan)
The withered vines and old trees are filled with crows, the small bridges and flowing rivers are filled with homes, and the west wind of the old road is filled with thin horses.
The sun is setting in the west, and the broken-hearted are at the end of the world.
(18) Inscription on the Wall in Prison (Tan Sitong)
Looking at the door and thinking of Zhang Jian, and enduring death for a short while to wait for Du Gen.
I laugh at the sky with my sword, and leave my liver and guts behind.
(19) A Chapter of Feelings (Tan Sitong)
The world is full of spring sorrows, and now I cry to the underworld.
Forty thousand million people all shed tears, where is the Divine Kingdom at the end of the world.
Respondent: Li Zhengwu - Wizard Apprentice Level 2 9-18 22:24
Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems"
You came from your hometown. You should know the things of your hometown.
The next day, in front of the window, the cold plum has not yet flowers?
3. Song Zhiwen, "Crossing the Han River"
The sound and letters outside the ridge are broken, and spring comes after winter.
It's a great honor for me to be here, and I don't dare to ask anyone about it.
4. Wang Wan, "Under the Mountain of Ji Beigu"
Beyond the green mountains on the road, in front of the green water on the boat.
The tide is flat and the shore is wide, the wind is right and a sail is hanging.
The sea is in the waning hours of the night, and the river is in the spring of the old year.
Where can I get a letter from my hometown, but the geese are at the edge of Luoyang.
5. Xue Daoheng, "Thinking of Returning Home on the Day of Man"
It is only the seventh day of spring, but it has been two years since I left home.
After the return of the geese, I think of my hair in front of the flowers.
7. Li Bai's "Hearing the Flute in Rock City on a Spring Night"
Who's flute is flying secretly, and the scattered spring breeze fills Rock City.
When I heard the flute in the song of this night, I couldn't recall the feelings of the old country.
8. Liu Soap's "Journey to Shuo Fang"
It's been ten frosts since the guest house in Beijing, and I remember Xianyang day and night.
There is no reason to cross the Sanggan water, but I hope the state is my hometown
Respondent: personal cutter - probationary period Level 1 9-19 18:01
1. Li Bai's "Wearing the flute in the city of Luocheng on the night of spring":
Whose flute flew in the dark, scattered into the spring breeze full of Luocheng.
When I heard the flute in the song this night, who could not recall the love of the old garden?
To understand the meaning of the title of the "broken willow", the key is to be able to understand the "willow" imagery. The texts that students have learned include some common ancient poems, for example, "The wind and moon on the willow bank" (Liu Yong's "Yu Lin Ling"), "I heard the willow folding in the flute, and have not seen the colors of spring" (Li Bai's "Under the Plug"), "The qiang flute does not need to complain about the willow, the spring breeze is not the same as the willow. Why do you complain about the willow? The spring breeze does not pass through the Jade Gate" (Wang Zhihuan's "Liangzhou Lyrics"), and "In the past, I went back and forth, and the willows are still clinging to me" (Poetry - Caiwei). There is also a song "Folding the Willow Branch" in "Drumhorn Blowing Song" of the Northern Dynasty, the lyrics of which are: "Getting on the horse does not catch the whip, but argues with the willow branch. Dismounting from the horse and playing the flute, I am worried about killing the guests on the way."
From this, we can understand that the "willow" in the ancient poem has a special meaning. The soft, graceful, wind-swinging "willow" and "stay" harmonize, in addition, the ancients also have the custom of folding the willow to send off, which can easily be derived from the "willow ---- Stay - farewell - reluctant to part" level up. It reminds people that once the parting person sees the willow, he will remember the scene of reluctance to part, and the scene of giving the willow to bid farewell will emerge, and his heart will surge with a strand of sadness. In this way, it is easier to understand the meaning of the word "willow" in the poem, which implies the meaning of "cherishing goodbye and harboring the distance".
2. Walking Alone by the River in Search of Flowers
Du Fu
The flowers of Huang's house are all over the grove,
Thousands and thousands of flowers are on the lower branches.
The butterflies are always dancing, and the warblers are always crying.
[Analysis]
The poet Du Fu lived in Chengdu, Sichuan Province, in the first year of the reign of Emperor Suzong of the Tang Dynasty (760 A.D.), and built the Cao Tang (grassy hall) on the banks of Raccoon River in the western suburb of Chengdu, which provided him with a temporary shelter and made him feel more at ease. When the flowers bloomed in spring, he took a walk along the riverside to enjoy the flowers, and wrote "Walking Alone Along the Riverside in Search of Flowers," a set of seven stanzas, of which this is the sixth.
The first line, "The flowers of Huang Sieniang's house are all over the grove," points out the location of the flower hunt. The first line, "Huang Sieniang's house is full of flowers," identifies the location of the flower hunt. "The flowers cover the path, and the path is covered with flowers. The next line is "A thousand flowers and ten thousand blossoms are pressing down on the branches". The phrase "a thousand flowers" describes the large number of flowers. The words "pressure" and "low" in the phrase "low pressure" are very apt and vivid, depicting the dense layers of spring flowers, large and numerous, heavily bending the branches. This sentence is the previous sentence "full" word materialization. In the third sentence, "the butterflies dance in the air". The word "lingering" describes the butterflies' flying around and not wanting to leave. This line is written from the side to show the colorful and fragrant spring flowers. In fact, the poet is also attracted by the thousands of red spring flowers and forget to come back. The fourth line "from the delicate warbler cha cha cry". The word "delicate" describes the soft and mellow song of the warbler. "Crowing precisely" means that when the poet came to enjoy the flowers, the yellow warbler was also chirping. Because the poet is happy, he takes it for granted that the warbler is singing for him. This is the same as the previous line, which says that the colorful butterflies stay in the spring flowers, which is the same technique of empathizing with objects. Because the poet successfully utilizes this technique to make the object and me blend, the scene is born together, the poem reads more affectionate and flavorful.
3. Mt. Lushan Waterfall
Li Bai
The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.
The waterfall is three thousand feet straight down, the Milky Way falls to the sky.
The incense burner, refers to Mount Lu incense burner peak, "in the northwest of Mount Lu, its peak tip round, smoke and clouds gathered and scattered, such as Boshan incense burner of the shape" (Le Shi "Taiping Huan Yu Ji"). However, to the poet Li Bai's pen, it became another scene: a heavenly furnace, Ran up a mass of white smoke, misty in the mountains between the blue sky, in the red sun into a purple haze under the irradiation. This is not only the incense burner peak rendered more beautiful, but also rich in romanticism, for the unusual waterfall to create an unusual background. Only then does the poet move his eyes to the waterfall on the mountain wall. "distant look at the waterfall hanging in front of the river", the first four words is the title; "hanging in front of the river", this is "looking at" the first image, the waterfall is like a huge white train hanging between the mountains and rivers. The word "hanging" is very good, it is moving into static, and vividly show the pouring waterfall in the "distant view" of the image. Who can "hang" this huge thing? "The great work of creation"! So this "hanging" word also contains the poet's praise of the magical power of nature. The third line is extremely write waterfall dynamic. "Flying straight down three thousand feet", a stroke, the word is powerful. "Fly" word, the waterfall gushing out of the scene depicted extremely vivid; "straight down", both the mountain of high steep, but also can be seen in the water flow of the rapid, that the high altitude straight down, unstoppable as in front of us. However, the poet is not enough, and then wrote a sentence "suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days", really want to fall out of the sky, amazing soul. "Doubt is" worth savoring, the poet said clearly trance, and readers know that not, but also feel that only this writing, only more vivid, realistic, the mystery lies in the description of the poet before the image has been bred. You see! Towering incense burner peak hidden in the clouds and mist, looking at the waterfall as if from the clouds down, in the air and fall, which is naturally associated with like a Milky Way falling from the sky. It can be seen, "suspected that the Milky Way falls nine days" this metaphor, although peculiar, but in the poem is not out of thin air, but in the image of the portrayal of the natural outgrowth. It is exaggerated and natural, novel and true, thus revitalizing the whole piece, making the whole image become more colorful, majestic and magnificent, not only left a deep impression, but also give people room to imagine, showing Li Bai that "a diarrhea of 10,000 miles, the end of the trend is still strong" style of art.
4. Spring residue
Weng Hong
Again, spring residue, how to get out of the green house.
Fallen flowers are independent of each other, and swallows fly in the rain.
The soul will be broken, and the dream will not be the same in years to come.
It's a sad night, when the cicadas are in full bloom.
The poem is about a woman's late spring nostalgia. The first line of the title, written in an eclectic manner. In one line, the word "again" begins and "also" ends with an adverb and a tone of voice, which is not common in poems. However, the author uses them in a natural way, which makes the starting line abrupt, strengthens the tone, intensifies the heroine's grief, and has the effect of covering the whole poem, which is considered a new way of writing. The word "again" also corresponds to the following "through the years", implying that the woman parted with her lover at this time last year, so she is particularly sensitive to changes in the weather. The second sentence "how to get out of the green house", "how", has the meaning of unbearable. In connection with the first sentence, the woman is precisely at this time last year, experiencing the pain of parting. After a year, the memory is still fresh, and now it is still at this time and this place, how can she dare to be there again and go through such pain again? So she said that she did not dare to come out of the green house. And then linked to the next line, do not dare to come out actually still come out, people in extreme distress, is often in such self-contradiction. This is a living picture of the woman's dream, like a drunken state of mind, thus highlighting her feelings of longing is how the skeleton
Respondent: qiuzaixin - probationary period 9-20 19:46
Sick of home
Silence
Quiet Night Thoughts
Tang Li Bai
The bright moonlight in front of the bed
I suspect that it is the frost on the ground. I am not sure if it is the frost on the ground.
Lifting my head to look at the moon,
Lowering my head to think of my hometown.
It is raining
Tang Bai Juyi
The mist is heavy today, and the river and mountains are deep here.
The sound of the beach is even more urgent in autumn, and the atmosphere of the gorge is cloudy at dawn.
The clouds cover my eyes, and the rain drips on my heart when I think of home.
What can I do to comfort my loneliness? I'm not going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
The Cold Snacks of the Guests
Tang Li Zhong
The cold snacks of the travelers, the tears of homesickness wet the scarf.
The book is broken beyond the sky, and the spring is in the rain of peaches and plums.
There is no reason for me to drink, but there is a reason for me to sing.
There are many people out there who are not in the countryside.
Autumn Thoughts on the Riverbank
Du Xunhe, Tang Dynasty
Driving a horse along the river, nostalgia grows every step of the way.
Lifting the whip and waving the willow colors, I lose the sound of cicadas with my hand.
Autumn crops are on the long road, and cold clouds are in the ancient city.
The family is poor and has no land to return to.
Sending a friend south on the river
Tang Zhang Qiao
Where does nostalgia build up, and where does it gather at the end of the world?
The shore is long, and the lake is wide, and the sails are in the fall.
Buy a drink and pass by the fishing house, share the light with the fishing boat.
Seeing the wild geese coming from Hunan, I should remember my solitary trip.
Homesickness
Tang Bu Xie
People in the north of Lu are dead, and the letter from Yunnan has not yet returned.
The flowers in front of the court are not swept, and the willow outside the door is not climbed.
Sitting for a long time, the silver candles were broken, and there was a lot of worry about the jade face.
The moon in autumn shines on the mountains.
Thinking of home on a winter day
Tang Zhou He
The field was in full bloom, and the cloudy sky was clear in the morning.
The trees are cold and the birds are few, and the mountains are very few.
With the sun at his back, he collected the snow from the window, and opened the stove to release the ice from the inkstone.
Suddenly, I returned to my homeland, and I thought of living in Xiling.
Autumn View of the Old City of Yunmeng
Tang Rong Yu
The ruins of the old country are still there, and I think of my old travels.
One day the people changed, a thousand years the water flowed empty.
The evening sound of the dream islets and the autumn color of the trees at the Jingmen Gate.
The clouds are still there, and I'm looking forward to seeing my hometown.
New Year's Eve
Tang Gao Shi
The hotel's cold lamps do not sleep alone.
This is the first time I've thought about my hometown tonight, and I'll be worried about it in the morning.
The apricot blossoms in my hometown
Tang Sikongtu
Sending flowers and wine is like a new opening, and I put the flower branch on the left and the cup on the right.
If you want to ask about the flowers and the wine, how can the old man be different?
Thinking of Home
Tang Wei Zhuang
Year after year, in the spring of the foreign country sadness, Du Qu yellow warbler can be known.
Moreover, on the bank of the river in the setting sun, there is a thread of smoke and willow that breaks my heart.
Faraway
Tang Yuan Zhen
Full of sadness and winter scenery, a mountain of red trees by the temple more.
Zhong Xuan's infinite tears of homesickness, Zhangshui flows eastward in jasper waves.
Sanxiang poem
Tang Gao Qu
North and south of a thousand mountains and ten thousand mountains, Xuan car who do not think of home.
Leaving Fang Han alone to grieve for the past, I am afraid of hurting the face of peaches and plums on the street.
Homesickness
Tang Xue Tao
The water under Emei Mountain is like oil, and I am sorry that my heart is not tied to the boat.
When will the sails leave Jinpu, and the sound of the anchors will be heard in the middle of the river?
1 Looking up at the moon, thinking of my hometown
2 Alone in a foreign land, I miss my family twice as much during the festive season
3 Wind and fire in March, letters at home are worth ten thousand pieces of gold
4 Withered vines, old trees and dusky crows, small bridges and flowing rivers, and homes, and thin horses in the west wind of the ancient road
5 Where is the countryside in sunset, and where is the smoky river that makes one sad
6 Still pitying the water of my hometown, and sending me away on a boat for ten thousand miles
7 I am still in pity for the water of my hometown, and sending me away on a boat for ten thousand miles.
7Wine into the sadness, into tears of lovesickness
8*** look at the bright moon celebration tears, a night of the heart of the countryside with the same
9 cloudy wine a cup of home for ten thousand miles, the Qiang Guan long frosty
10How to *** cut the candles of the West Window, but the words of the night rain of the Bashan
. The first thing you should know about your hometown is that it's a place where you've come from. You should know the things of your hometown.
The coming day in front of the window, the cold plum has not yet flowers? (Wang Wei, "Miscellaneous Poems")
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Children don't know each other when they see each other; they laugh and ask where the guests come from.
3. The sound and letters of the countryside have been broken, and the winter has been followed by the spring.
It's too late to ask about the people who came to me from my hometown.
4. The road is beyond the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water.
The tide is flat on both sides of the river, and the wind is blowing.
The sea is still alive, and the river is in its old age.
Where can I send a letter to my hometown, but the geese are at the edge of Luoyang. (
Wang Wan, "Under the Mountain of the Second Beigu")
5. It's only been seven days since the spring, but it's already been two years since I left home.
After the return of the geese, I think of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng, "The Day of the Return")
6. The light of the moon in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Lift your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown. (Li Bai, "Silent Night Thoughts"
7. Whose jade flute flew in the dark, scattering spring winds all over the city of Luo.
When I heard the broken willow in the song of this night, I was sorry for the feeling of my hometown. (
8. It's been ten frosts since the guest house in Beijing, and my heart remembers Xianyang day and night.
Without any reason, I crossed the Sanggan River, but I hoped that Binzhou was my hometown. (
9. The drums of the garrison broke the line of people, and the sound of geese on the edge of the fall.
The dew is white tonight and the moon is bright in the hometown.
All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death.
The letter I sent to you has not yet reached me, and I have not yet rested my army.
Respondent: lc63365583 - Probationary period Level 1 9-20 19:51
1, "New Year's Eve" Tang Gao Shi
The hotel cold lamps alone do not sleep, the guest heart what to do to turn miserable.
This is the first time I've ever thought about my hometown, and I'll be there again tomorrow.
2. "Returning Home" by Du Mu, Tang Dynasty
The child asked, "Why is it too late to come back? ***Who fights for the years and wins the silk at the temples?
3. "Thoughts of the Countryside" by Li Mi, Song Dynasty
People say that the setting sun is the end of the world, and I can't see my home when I look at the end of the world.
It's a shame that the mountains are so close to each other, and that the mountains are still covered by the clouds.
4. "A Letter from Home in Beijing" by Yuan Kai, Ming Dynasty
Three thousand miles of river water, fifteen lines of letters from home. I have no other words in the lines, but that I have returned to my hometown as early as possible.
5. "With Haochu Shangren to see the mountain to send Beijing relatives" Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty
The sea side of the pointed mountain like a sword, the autumn everywhere to cut the sadness.
If I were to be transformed into a hundred billion bodies, I would go up to the peaks and look at my hometown.
6, "Winking Geese" Tang Wei Yingwu
Where is the old garden? I've been thinking about it for a long time. The night of the fall rain in Huainan, the high fastnesses heard the geese coming.
7. "Miscellaneous Poems" by Wang Wei, Tang Dynasty
Jun is from the hometown, you should know about the hometown. The next day, in front of the window, the plums will be in bloom, but the flowers will not be there.
8. Memories of Shandong Brothers on the 9th of September, Tang Wang Wei
We are alone in a foreign land, and we miss our relatives twice as much at festivals.
Distant to the brother's ascent to the high place, all inserted cornelian cherry less a person.
9. "Farewell to the Thorny Gate" by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty
The ferry is far away from the Thorny Gate, and it comes from the Chu Kingdom. The mountains are exhausted with the plains, and the river flows into the great wilderness.
The moon flies under the mirror of the sky, and the clouds are born in the sea. I'm sorry for the water in my hometown, but I'm sorry for the water in my hometown.
10, "moonlit night hundred million Sherbrooke" Tang Du Fu
Garrison drums break the line, the side of the geese a sound of autumn. The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is bright in the hometown.
All my brothers are scattered, and I have no home to ask about my life and death. I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to send a letter to you, but I'm sure I'll be able to send a letter to you.
11, "Climbing to Wugong Terrace on an Autumn Day and Looking at the Temple from a Distance" by Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty
After the ancient terrace was swung down, I looked at my hometown in the fall. The wild temples are few and far between, and the clouds are deep across the water.
The setting sun is still on the base, and the cold chimes fill the empty forest. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
12, "Bamboo Branches" Tang Liu Yuxi
Bai Di Chengtou spring grass, white salt mountain Shu River clear.
Southern people come up to sing a song, and northern people do not go up to move their hometown.
13 In Chang'an returned to Yangzhou on September 9, the line Wei Sui Jiang total
Heart chasing the southern clouds passed away, the shape with the northern geese to come. The chrysanthemums under the hedge in my hometown are in bloom today.
14, "show children" Song Lu You
Death knows that all things are empty, but sadness does not see the same nine states.
When the king's divisions are set in the center of the plains, the family will not forget to tell Naiweng at the funeral.
15, "The Fisherman's Pride" Song 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 the long smoke and the setting sun.
A cup of wine and a million miles from home, Yan Ran has not yet returned without a plan. The Qiang Guan is a long time, and the frost is all over the ground. I can't sleep, the general's hair is white, the recruiter's tears.
16. "Thinking of Jiangnan" by Tang Fang Gan
Yesterday's grass is withered and today's grass is green, and the detainees are moving again to their hometown. I have a dream of returning to the road at night, and I can't get to Tonglu and Ming.
17, "Tianjingsha - Autumn Thoughts" Yuan Ma Zhiyuan
The withered vines, old trees and crows, small bridges and flowing homes, the old road, the west wind and thin horses.
The sun is setting in the west, and the broken hearted people are at the end of the world.
18. "Crossing the River Han" by Tang Song Zhiqian
The sound and letters outside the ridge are cut off, through winter and spring. I don't dare to ask anyone about it.
19. "Stagnant Rain" by Li Shangyin, Tang Dynasty
The night of Chang'an is a stagnant rain, and the lamps are left burning. The dream of returning to my hometown is not suitable for the fall.
20. "Sending Wu XIX to Yuanling" by Wang Changling, Tang Dynasty
The Yuanjiang River flows to Chenyang, and it is a long way to meet you at the mouth of the river.
Who knows who will look forward to the thunderstorms in the distant exile, and who will return to his hometown next year with spring water***.