Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
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My friend said goodbye to me at the Yellow Crane Tower, and went to Yangzhou for a long trip in the spring of March when catkins were like smoke and flowers were like flowers. The shadow of the solitary sail gradually disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only to see the rolling Yangtze River heading for the sky.
Brief introduction of the author
Li Bai (70 1 -762), the word Taibai, was a romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty and was praised as a "poetic immortal" by later generations. My ancestral home is Ji Cheng in Longxi (to be tested), and I was born in Broken Leaf City in the Western Regions. At the age of 4, he moved to Mianzhou City, Jiannan Province with his father. Li Bai has more than 1000 poems, among which Li Taibai Ji has been handed down from generation to generation. He died in 762 at the age of 6 1.
Creation background
When Li Bai lived in Anlu, he met Meng Haoran, who was twelve years older than him, and soon became close friends. In March 730 (the eighteenth year of Kaiyuan), Li Bai learned that Meng Haoran was going to Guangling (now Yangzhou, Jiangsu) and asked Meng Haoran to meet him in Jiangxia (now Wuchang District, Wuhan). A few days later, Meng Haoran took a boat to the east, and Li Bai personally sent it to the river. When I was leaving, I wrote this song "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou by the Yellow Crane Tower".
2. Look at Lushan Waterfall
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
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The censer peak gives birth to a purple mist under the sunlight, and from a distance, a waterfall hangs in front of the mountain like white satin. There seems to be thousands of feet of waterfalls on the high cliff, as if the Milky Way had fallen from the cliff for nine days.
Creation background
This poem is generally believed to have been written by Li Bai when he visited Lushan Mountain for the first time on his way to Jinling around 725 AD (13th year of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty).
3. Gifts for Wang Lun
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
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Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he heard singing on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Lake is as deep as thousands of feet, it can't compare with what Wang Lun did to me.
Creation background
This poem was written by Li Bai when he traveled from Qiupu to Taohuatan in Jingxian County (now Anhui Province) in the 14th year of Tianbao, Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty (755). When Li Bai visited Taohuatan in Jingxian County (now Anhui Province), he forged a deep friendship with Wang Lun. During the reign of Tianbao in Kaiyuan, Wang Lunling made Jingxian County, and Li Bai "waited for it, and money could not bear to be divided". According to this poem or when visiting for Li Bai, Wang Lun lived in Taohuatan.
4. "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to deliver this."
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
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When Huayang finished singing, I heard that you were demoted to Long Biaowei, and you had to go through Wuxi. I put my sad thoughts on the bright moon, hoping to accompany you to Yelangxi with the wind.
Creation background
This song "I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left of Longbiao Kiln with this news" was probably written in 753 AD (the twelfth year of Tianbao in Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty). At that time, Wang Changling was demoted from Jiangningcheng to a captain in Longbiao County (now Qianyang County, Hunan Province), and Li Bai wrote this poem after hearing that his friend was demoted to Yangzhou.
5. Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
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The Yangtze River splits the male peak of Tianmen like a giant axe, and the Qingjiang River flows eastward here. The beautiful scenery of the green hills on both sides of the strait is inseparable, and a solitary boat comes from the horizon.
Creation background
Looking at Tianmen Mountain was written by Li Baichu on his way to Jiangdong via Dangtu (now Anhui) in 725 AD (13th year of Kaiyuan).
2. Bring your seven-character quatrains. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
On a rainy morning in Weicheng, the guest house was green and willow-colored.
Spring breeze knows not to be bitter, but not to send willow green.
Willow in Xicheng makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch.
Staring at the railing, dark and melancholy, Liu Hua flies with the east wind.
The most important benefit is that in the spring of the year, the smoke and willows in the imperial city are fragrant.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?
For the time being, drown your sorrows in wine, don't frown and narrow your waist, there is only parting before you die.
Spring breeze strives to cherish the long street.
Outside the city, the wind is full of wine flags, pedestrians are waving west, Chang 'an is on an infinite tree, and only weeping willows are leaving.
Forty years after the dream of breaking incense, Mr. Liu in Shenyuan stopped blowing cotton and walked like a mountain, but he still died. (Lu you. Shen Yuan)
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. -Qin Guan
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. -Wei Zhuang
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -The Book of Songs
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch. -Li Bai
Staring at the railing, I am gloomy, and Liu Hua is flying in the east wind. —— Ouyang Jiong
3. A poem about the dream of youth (seven-word quatrain) Youth is blue, like an endless clear sky, like a charming ocean.
Far-reaching and broad, full of fantasy.
Youth is green, like a green bamboo, like an open grassland.
Full of infinite vitality and vigor.
Youth is red, like a burning flame, like the rising sun.
Full of energy and hope, willing to selflessly contribute light and warmth.
Youth is white, like snow and waves, like clouds and the moon, and Bai Jie is flawless.
I like a blank sheet of paper, I like writing words, and I like drawing the latest and most beautiful pictures.
Youth is colorless. As the wind changes endlessly, as the fog is gorgeous and charming.
Indulge it and regret it for life; Ride it and ride the wind and waves.
Youth is colorful. With it, your life will be colorful.
Youth is a beautiful poem and a touching song.
Let's grasp it sincerely and let the flowers of youth bloom in four seasons.
youth
Is the cloud still hovering in the sky?
The flower of youth bloomed without hesitation.
Someone said?
Youth petals treasured in life photo album
Maybe just?
A pair of eyes that can never be forgotten?
An exciting smile.
What am I trying to say?
Light of youth?
When Ran Ran rises, will it be bright?
The flower of youth?
Will it shine after wind, frost, rain and snow?
The process of youth?
Writing a magnificent chapter requires constant fighting.
Youth is a song.
A song that never gives up.
Youth is a kind of
A never-ending river
Youth is a book.
Never get tired of reading.
Youth is a cup.
Endless tea
Youth is a building.
Standing on the top of the national forest
Carve the footprints of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.
Youth is a building.
Knowledge pagoda
Sprinkle the sweat of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.
Youth is a thriving tree.
Stand the test of wind and rain
Youth is a flower.
A budding bud
Want to show the world your unique demeanor.
I use passionate
Heart of youth
Give yourself a gift of youth
That is a poem of youth.
There are still a few kind flowers left on the lawn.
The sun is still burning warmly.
Infatuated sparrows confide their autumn worries by the dormitory.
Without you
Sitting next to the familiar teaching building
With the still sunset
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Hand of the years
An earth wall that erodes youth
No youthful laughter.
How lonely the sky should be.
Seeing the scenery of life from a distance
Sweet and sour feeling
Quanjunlin
The brother who sleeps in the upper bunk
My old classmate.
Are you still whispering those old whispers?
The leaves of acacia trees have fallen.
My heart has been intoxicated for a long time.
On the school road shaded by Mulan
The bell rang like a flood.
Countless young students passed by.
ceaselessly
Sunshine is like language.
Moisten my affectionate eyes
Wave a hand
Farewell to Jingjing Campus
In a bitter cup full of coffee
I started looking.
The smell of sugar cubes
4. Seven-character quatrains on mental fatigue 1. Arrive early in Baidicheng (also known as Xiajiangling)
Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
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.
Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
2. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
3. Zheng at night
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and low when I play the piano.
String coagulation refers to the throat stop, affectionate 10 thousand.
4. Autumn night
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Before going to Wuxing, I climbed the Leyou tomb.
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the Qing dynasty, the taste was incompetent, and he loved lonely clouds in leisure and monks in peace.
I want to send the crowd to the rivers and seas, and I want to look up at Zhaoling in Leyuan Scenic Area.
6. Two Farewells (Part I)
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
7. Spread into a song
Poet: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Jiang Yue walked only a few feet away, and the wind lantern was on at night.
The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.
8. Reward Zheng Lian's quatrains
Poet: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Zheng Zi will make an envoy, with nothing in his pocket, to pay homage to his relatives.
It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and Qiu Ma is a grateful person.
9. Don't be big (one of the two songs)
Poet: Gao Shi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
10. It's very cold.
Poet: Hanwo Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Blue and dry embroidered curtains hang down, and scarlet screens are painted with broken branches.
Eight-foot dragon must have square brocade mattress, when it is cold and not cold.
1 1. Laibin Bank
Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
12. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night
Poet: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night?
13. Letter to Secretary Ling Huchong
Poet: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
You are the cloud of Songshan, and I am Qin Chuanshu, who has been away from home for a long time; Thousands of miles away, you sent a letter of sympathy.
Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.
14. Yi Kuang Yi Shi
Poet: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Don't leave the public for nothing, the imperial city Zhong Xiaoyi Xifeng.
The furnace vanished, the light was dim, and the teenager opened the door with scattered snow.
15. A gift for Wang Lun
Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. 16. Memories of being drunk for eleven times and nine times.
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
5. etiquette seven-character quatrains 1. Arrive early in Baidicheng (also known as Xiajiangling)
Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
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.
Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
2. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
3. Zheng at night
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and low when I play the piano.
String coagulation refers to the throat stop, affectionate 10 thousand.
4. Autumn night
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Before going to Wuxing, I climbed the Leyou tomb.
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the Qing dynasty, the taste was incompetent, and he loved lonely clouds in leisure and monks in peace.
I want to send the crowd to the rivers and seas, and I want to look up at Zhaoling in Leyuan Scenic Area.
6. Two Farewells (Part I)
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
7. Spread into a song
Poet: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Jiang Yue walked only a few feet away, and the wind lantern was on at night.
The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.
8. Reward Zheng Lian's quatrains
Poet: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Zheng Zi will make an envoy, with nothing in his pocket, to pay homage to his relatives.
It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and Qiu Ma is a grateful person.
9. Don't be big (one of the two songs)
Poet: Gao Shi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
10. It's very cold.
Poet: Hanwo Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Blue and dry embroidered curtains hang down, and scarlet screens are painted with broken branches.
Eight-foot dragon must have square brocade mattress, when it is cold and not cold.