Poems by Li Bai, Bai Juyi, Du Fu, Zhu Xi, Lu You, Wang Wei, Meng Haoran, Su Shi and Tao Yuanming

Homesickness:

Ye Si

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.

Wang Yitai

Bai Juyi

Jing 'an House, facing the willows in front of the window every day, is now far away; At the station, the spring is fading and flowers are everywhere.

Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families.

moonlit night

Du Fu

In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room. For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. Incense fog dispels dampness. Her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight. When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .

Melancholy Qiu Si

Land travel.

Possession drives people to run around, like 10,000 sudden fire cows, but not like a Jianghu ranger and as free as a Sha Ou bird. Day after day, I feel so idle in my spare time. Even the biggest thing is getting drunk. In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn. I want to see the place from a very far height, and I can stand in front of Baizu Building like Chen Deng, which is a great event in the world.

line

Wang Wei

You come from my old country. Tell me what happened there! .

When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?

Spend the night on Jiande River.

meng haoran

Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

Wangjiangnan Chao Ran Taizuo

Su Shi

Spring is not old, the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to see it on the detached stage, half the city is full of flowers. Fog and rain darken thousands of people.

After a cold meal, I woke up but felt uncomfortable. Don't miss the old country for the old friend, try new tea with new fire. Poetry and wine use time.

Miss your parents:

Sauvignon blanc 1

Lipper

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Like a flower, there is a high sky in the world from the center of the cloud.

Below, I saw the green and agitation of the water. Heaven and earth are far away,

Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.

Nanpubie

Bai Juyi

In the bleak drudgery of Nanpu, the autumn wind is bleak.

Turn back immediately, my heart is broken, so I can leave and don't look back.

moonlit night

Du Fu

In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.

For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.

Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.

When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .

Show children

Lu you

When you die, everything is empty,

But I'm sad to see Kyushu.

Julian Waghann Beiding Zhongyuan Day,

Don't forget to tell the Nyon family about the sacrifice?

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

Wang Wei

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Guogurenzhuang

meng haoran

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.

Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Jiangchengzi

Su Shi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is expected that the annual heartbroken place: moonlit night, short pine hill.

Patriotism:

Xiliangji

Bai Juyi

Since the war in Tianbao, dogs have been swallowing the west day and night. Liangzhou was trapped for forty years, and the dragon invaded seven thousand miles. Usually Anxi Wan Li Xinjiang, Fengxiang border defense today!

spring scenery

Du Fu

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.

After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.

I stroke my white hair. It has become so thin that it can no longer hold hairpins.

1 1 April 4th is a stormy day.

Lu you

I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country. The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.

Longxing line

Wang Wei

The troops of the emergency unit galloped away on horseback. Ten miles on a horse, five miles on a whip, and travel with lightning.

This is the army of the Northwest Military Command. He came to the emergency military book and reported that the Xiongnu army had surrounded the western region of Jiuquan in the western region of China.

After receiving the military books, I looked to the west, but I saw snow falling and hazy, and there was no smoke on the mountain. The original flame of military ties had been broken.

Su Shi's Langtaosha Chibi Nostalgia

The river of no return, the waves are gone,

Romantic figures through the ages.

On the west side of the old base, human nature is,

Chibi, Zhou Lang, Three Kingdoms.

Rocks and clouds collapse, waves break the coast,

Roll up thousands of piles of snow.

As picturesque as a river, there were many heroes in the past.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married first.

Feather fan nylon towel, laughing,

It's all gone.

Wandering in the old country,

Affectionate Ying Xiao Wo was born early.

The world is like a dream, and a pillow returns to the moon.

Nature:

Zaofa baidicheng

Lipper

Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.

The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.

Dreamed of the south bank

Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good,

The scenery used to be familiar.

At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.

This river is as green as blue in spring.

Can you not remember Jiangnan?

Wang yue

Du Fu

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu .. magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

Guan Shanyue

Lu you

He Rong wrote for fifteen years,

The general surrendered in the air without a fight.

Zhu He is dancing,

The stable is fat and the bow is broken.

Diao Dou urged the moon to go down,

After thirty years in the army, I am now white-haired.

Who knows the heart of a strong man in a flute,

The sand head is empty, and the bones are taken.

Gogu, a scholar from the Central Plains, also heard about it.

Are there any descendants of Hu Chuan?

Believers endure death and hope to recover.

A few tears tonight!

Weicheng district

Wang Wei

Weicheng is a city of light dust and rain, and the guest house is green and willow.

Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.

On Zhang's Autumn in Country-specific Mountains

meng haoran

Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit. Try to climb the other side of the mountain and your heart will fly away.

Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.

There are trees on the horizon like a row of grass and rivers like a moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.

Butterfly Hua Lian Spring Scene

Su Shi

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around.

There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

Five Poems by Guiyuan Tian Ju (Ⅰ)

Tao Yuanming

Few people do as the Romans do. Their nature is to love nature.

I sneaked into the official career network and have been away from the game for more than ten years.

Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.

I want to open up wasteland in Minamino and keep my humility to the fields.

There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine straw houses;

Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.

Warm and distant people's village, smoke from a market in Iraq;

Dogs bark in deep alleys, and mulberry trees crow.

The house is clean and miscellaneous, and the virtual room is idle.

Trapped in a cage without freedom for a long time, I finally returned to the forest today.