Du Fu's Classical Poetry (1)
Full Moon Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The 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. (Zeng Tong: Floor)
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
The hut was broken by the autumn wind: Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
The children in Nancun bully me, and I can't stand being a thief in the opposite direction and openly carrying Mao into the bamboo forest. My lips are burnt, my mouth is dry, and I can't breathe. When I came back, I sighed at my staff.
In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. What's the point of getting wet all night?
There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone! (Death is enough: Death is enough)
Looking at the Tang Dynasty in Spring: Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Du Fu's Classical Poetry (2)
Du fu: quatrains in Tang dynasty
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
Li Shihao Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
At dusk, officials arrested people at night. The old man climbed over the wall and left, while the old woman went out to watch.
No matter how angry an official is, why do women cry? After listening to the woman, three men guarded Ye.
One man attached a book, and two men died. Those who drag out an ignoble existence are dead.
There is no one in the room, only a baby and a grandson. And grandma didn't go, and there was no skirt in and out.
Although the old woman is weak, please come back at night. If you are in a hurry to serve Shirley in the river and Yang, you might as well prepare the meal in the morning.
The night is long and silent, like crying and choking. Dawn will rise into the future, leaving the old man alone.
Memories of Brothers on a Moonlit Night Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier. (Bian Zuo: Autumn Destiny)
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Du Fu: Four quatrains in Tang Dynasty
There are long bamboo shoots in the west of the hall that don't open the door, and peppers in the north return to the village.
Shu Mei promised to have dinner with Zhu, and Kao Sung planned to talk about Ruan Sheng.
I want to be a floating cloud, and the cold rain in April is shocking.
There is a dragon cave in Qingxi first, and Zhushishan is afraid to be safe.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
The medicine strips are moist green and too brown to enter the grass pavilion.
The seedlings are full of shame, and the roots dare not form.
This play is six quatrains? Second, the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
"Lu" and "Lu" are the highest achievements of their creation under the conditions of that time.
After the life of your generation has all turned to dust, nothing will hurt the torrent flowing to the endless river.
Looking forward to the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily stationed; Nanjiao Bridge spans the majestic Jinjiang River.
After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right?
Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng. (Pass only: Only)
I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable.
Du Fu's Classical Poetry (3)
Beauty of Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.
She told me that she came from a good family and now she is humble to the dust.
When the problem appeared in the customs area, her brother and close relatives were killed.
What's the use of them in high positions, they can't even protect their own lives? .
The world is dismissive of adversity, and hope will go out like the light of a candle.
Her husband, with a wandering heart, is looking for a new face like jade.
When the morning glory is rolled up at night, the mandarin ducks lie side by side.
He can only see the smile of his new love, but he can't hear the cry of his old love.
The stream is pure at the source of the mountain, but its water turns dark far away from the mountain.
Wait for her maid to come back after selling pearls, and then she needs straw to build the roof.
She picked some flowers, not for her hair, but for letting pine needles fall from her fingers.
She forgot the thin silk sleeves and the cold, and leaned against a tall bamboo.
Spring Garden/Spring Festival travel rush Peak Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Susu tidbits are late, flying lycopene is light. Days are long, birds are long, and spring is far away.
The number is related to chaos, and it is never clear outside the sword. Hometown can't return, and the land enters Yafu camp.
Du Fu: Returning Wild Goose in Tang Dynasty
Spring has come, when can I go home from my hometown?
What makes me sad is that even the river geese can fly north freely, but I can't move.
Wang Yue's three songs? Third, the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Nanyue is matched with Zhu bird, and the rank ceremony is subordinate to the hundred kings.
Absorb the spiritual realm, hongdong semi-inflammatory prescription.
Sacrificial ceremonies in national houses are not fragrant in Germany.
Loneliness leads to death, and danger leads to death today.
I love the World Wide Web, and I walk more and more in Xiaoxiang.
Thirsty sunrise cliff, clear boat.
There are five peaks in Zhu Rong, and the peak is low.
Purple cover is not facing alone, seeking a long face.
Hearing Mrs. Wei, the fairy spirit soared.
Sometimes the five peaks are angry and the wind is like flying frost.
Forced to repair roads, no time to worship posts.
Return to the car and bathe in Yutang.
Three sighs, please praise my emperor.
Sacrifices are resistant to corruption, and God thinks so.
To Li Bai Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Qiu Lai is very concerned about him, but he is not ashamed of Ge Hong for cinnabar.
Drinking crazy songs for nothing, who is arrogant?
On the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.