Poems about old houses 1. Poetry related to residence
The autumn wind broke the hut.
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. I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches.
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. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep!
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!
Loushiming
The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous. The water is not deep, and the dragon is the spirit. I am a humble room, but I am virtuous. The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.
There is no Ding Bai who laughs and has a university. You can tune the pipa and read Jin Dian. There is no confusion, and there is no complicated form. Zhuge Lu in Nanyang and Ting Yun Pavilion in West Shu. Kong Ziyun: "What's the matter?"
2. Hermit poetry
Young Tao Yuanming loves mountains. He has been in the dust net for thirty years. He likes the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old garden. He reclaimed wasteland in the south and returned to the garden. There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine thatched houses. There are eaves behind Liu Yin, warm and distant villages in front of Luotang in Li Tao, kitchen smoke in Yiyi market, dogs barking and chickens crowing in the depths of alleys. There are few martinis in mean streets. I hide the scenery in the daytime, and I miss wine. When I returned to the market, I sang songs and traveled with grass. There is nothing to talk about when I meet you. Sang Ma has a long way to go. Summer has a long life and my land is vast. Often afraid of first frost, three kinds of beans are scattered with the grass. The grass is covered with bean sprouts. The morning is ridiculous, and the moon hoes the belt. Walking in the desolate market of hazel trees, wandering among the mountains and living in the past. There are remnants in the well stove and rotten mulberry and bamboo. I asked the salaried people, and they told me that I didn't recover after my death. This statement is indeed true. Life seems illusory, and eventually it will be empty. The fifth regret is to return to it, and the mountains are shallow.
3. Poems about eaves
Listen to the rain
Year: Tang Author: Wang Jian
Homesick in the middle of the night, worried, the rain fell on the eaves.
According to Mud Star, it was dark before, and Tinghua didn't want to rest.
Step on the sand and be a talented person.
Year: Song Author: Shen Erguan
The onion grass is a genius, and the lamp is the heart, feet and hands. Walking with butterflies in your spare time. Sometimes I fall off the eaves and do somersaults in cobwebs. Water comes from the horse pond, and the lotus root silk will be entangled. Serve three glasses of wine like goose feathers. Try to divide scales into scales and flat plates.
Two senses
Year: Song Author: Lu You
The raccoon dog sleeps in the quilt, but the mouse doesn't listen.
Putting a book on the shelf is not good for me, but not good for Sven.
Dry magpies come under the eaves, and it won't be dawn.
But in order to make a living, I have never asked pedestrians.
Idle is warm and safe, hungry is full and tame, your plan is good, I am worried.
Jinling is a good place.
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Qian Bingkun
The people in the battlements did not move, and the drums of the sunset were too sad.
Palace tiles have been added to the eaves of several places. When did the stone road build the imperial monument?
Abandoned temples are forbidden by officials and trees, but they are always chased by Abel Tamata.
The restaurant has been singing Guandong tune. Who listens to Qinhuai old bamboo branches?
"Three Wonders of Brahma Encountering Snow in the Western Expedition"
Year: Song Author: Chen Chun
Spend the night in decadence, say "Brahma", and the audio drops in front of the eaves.
Looking at Lai Qi Jie Chai Fei, there are green hills and jade peaks everywhere.
4. What are the poems about pavilions?
1, Linjiang Zhu, Ming Luan went dancing. -Wang Bo's "Teng Wangge"
2, the iron urn between the clouds is close to the sky and flies a hundred feet. -Miffy's "Wanghailou"
3, the platform is ethereal and pressing the city, leaning on the stick to see the mighty spring. -Lu You's Landing on the Cape
4. The lonely pavilion suddenly plunged into the rapids, and the air pressure in Long Yuan was as high as 100 feet. -Yuan Haowen's "Cross Wave Pavilion"
5. I don't need to go back to the column in front of Yueyang Tower. -Chen, "Climbing Yueyang Tower Again"
6. The pavilion is suitable for guests, and Jiangshan becomes a good poem. -Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in the Jianglou"
7. In the middle of brothel avenue, there are embroidered doors and carved windows. -Wang Bo's Lin Gaotai
8. The Zige Danlou shines and the rooms are exquisite. -Wang Bo's Lin Gaotai
9. Draw a building to fly to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting
10, a long time ago, the place where the yellow crane carried saints to heaven, now only the Yellow Crane Tower is left. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
1 1 I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally climbed to this tower. -Du Fu's "Climbing Yueyang Tower"
12, Linjiang Zhu, Ming Luan went dancing. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting
13, there are two platforms, namely Yulong and Jinfeng. -Cao values "Peacock Taiwan Fu"
14, there are mountains here, and Maolin is pruning bamboo. -Wang Xizhi's Preface to Lanting Collection
15, but if you walk up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles. -Wang Zhihuan is at the Heron Hotel.
5. Poems about hometown
(1) in addition to the night [Tang] Gao Shi.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad.
My hometown is thinking thousands of miles tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.
(2) Home [Tang] Du Mu
The child held hands and asked, why don't you come back? * * * Who is fighting for time to win sideburns?
(3) Homesickness [Song] Li Gou
People say that the place where the sun sets is the horizon. I try to look at the horizon, but I can't see my home.
Castle Peak is being influenced by Castle Peak, which covers my sight. Twilight, Castle Peak.
[4] Yuan Kai [Ming] Letter
The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home. There is nothing else between me, just telling me to go back to my hometown as soon as possible.
5] See the mountain with Master Haochu to send relatives and friends to Jinghua [Tang] Dai Shulun.
The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.
How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see!
[6] Yan Wen [Tang] Wei Wuying
Where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming.
(7) Miscellaneous Poems (Wang Wei)
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming?
Inscription on the wall of Dayu Shanbei Inn (Song Wenzhi)
Nanfeiyan is on the cloudy moon, turning back here, just this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home?
The tide receded, the river rippled quietly, the forest was dark and malaria was scattered. Tomorrow I will climb to the top of the mountain and look north at my hometown, or I can see the red berries on the top of the mountain.
(9) Farewell a friend at Jingmen Ferry (Li Bai)
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
⑽ "Moonlit Nights" (Du Fu)
A vagrant heard drums heralding battle, and geese sang in autumn. 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. Delivering books is often late. What can we expect in the war? .
⑾ Farewell (Sui folk songs)
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.
The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back?
⑿ Looking at the bright moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
[13] When meeting a messenger who went to the capital.
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
[14] Xiuzi (Lu You)
I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
⒂ the pride of the fisherman (Fan Zhongyan)
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different. The wild geese in Hengyang go unnoticed and ring all around. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet. The pipe strength is covered with frost. People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Showing a Chemei boat crossing Wujiang River (Jie Jiang).
A piece of spring worries about wine. The boat on the river rocked and the curtain moved upstairs. Du Qiuniang and Tainiang Bridge. The wind is floating and the rain is falling.
When will you go home to wash the guest robes? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance. Time can easily throw people away. Cherry is red and banana is green.
⒄ Tianjin Sha Qiu Si (Ma Zhiyuan)
Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
⒅ Prison Theme Wall (Tan Sitong)
Desperate to stop thinking about James Zhang, he endured death and treated Dugan for a while.
My smile goes from the horizontal knife to the sky and stays in the liver and gallbladder.
Chapter of Trick (Tan Sitong)
Everything in the world has reached the spring sorrow, and now I cry to the pale ghost.
Forty million people shed tears together. Where is China at the end of the world?
6. Poetry about the night
Bai Juyi's Country Night
In a piece of autumn grass that was grayed by frost, insects were whispering, and everyone around the mountain village disappeared.
I went to the front door alone and looked out at the field. I saw the bright moonlight shining on the endless buckwheat field, and the buckwheat flowers were like a dazzling snowflake.
This poem has no amazing pen, no gorgeous words and beautiful sentences, but just draws an ordinary country night in a simple way. Handy, eloquent, but fresh and quiet, poetic.
"Frost grass and green worms are cut down, and people in the south of the village are absolutely unique." Frost grass green, pointing out the thick autumn color; Cutting insects, rendering the sadness of autumn night. Pedestrians are extinct and everything is silent. Two poems clearly outline the characteristics of country night. Although the scenery here is purely written, as Wang Guowei said in "Words on Earth", "All scenery words are sentimental words", and the bleak scenery reveals the poet's lonely feelings. This feeling in the landscape is more attractive than direct lyric.
The sentence "Look at Noda before going out" is not only a transition in the poem, but also changes the object of description from the village to the field. It is also the turning point of the two couplets, which draws a bleak atmosphere of the village night and unfolds another refreshing picture: the bright moonlight shines on the endless buckwheat field, which looks like a crystal white snow from a distance, bright and dazzling. "The bright moon is in the sky, and the buckwheat flowers are like snow". What a touching scenery, the picturesque beauty of nature infected the poet, which made him forget his loneliness for a while and could not help but marvel. This magnificent scene is in sharp contrast with the description in the first two sentences. The poet skillfully wrote the emotional changes of the characters through the transformation of natural scenery, which was so flexible and free without trace; And simple and natural, it is kind and touching to read and memorable. No wonder Tang and Song poetry praised it as "plain and plain, without fake makeup, with its own age, and the closest to the ancient among the seven wonders".