A poem about the blue lamp 1. What are the poems about blue lights?
1, blue light on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm. -Cao Xueqin
2, comparable to sitting alone in the blue light, thinking about the old country and thinking about the high platform. Liu Chenweng
3, cold rain blue light reading room, afraid to leave early. -Yao Sui
4, dew, blue light cold room, turn over the book and worry about white hair. -Shi Dazu
5, the next year last night, the green lights were there, and the makeup building was drunk. Wu Wenying
6, cold spring storage, pot warming, appropriate age, change to blue light. Wu Wenying
7, white hair ruthlessly invades the old, and blue light smells like childhood. -Lu you
8, the most unprovoked, banana shadow on the screen window, green light is broken. -Wen Tianxiang
9. It's a waste to say that athletes are in hand and snow blocks Shandong at night. -Gong Zizhen
10, for blue light, scratching white hair, missing sound, the old man didn't come to make meritorious deeds, but he was idle. Choi Woo-shik; Eddie
1 1. Yellow leaves are hedged to bury fragrant grass, and green light is used to stew mulberry, hemp and taro. -Fang Yue
12, speechless, a little green light, wandering in the sky. -Yan Wen type.
13, a little green light is brighter and makes people cry. Zhu Dunru
14, the language stops at the corner, and the green light is on the temples. -Li Shangyin
15, the ancient wall is blue and the deep courtyard is wet. Yufu
2. Which poem did the ancient Buddha write for the rest of his life?
Said by: poor embroidered door girl, lying alone beside Deng Qing's ancient Buddha!
Original text:
I can't break three spring colors for a long time, and I changed my makeup the year before.
Poor embroidered maid, lying alone beside the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing.
Vernacular translation:
Seeing through the prosperity of the three sisters, she changed her daughter's red skirt into a black nylon skirt.
Poor Miss Houmen, sitting alone with the ancient Buddha in the blue light.
Source: A Dream of Red Mansions by Cao Xueqin in Qing Dynasty.
This poem comes from the judgment of Chun in A Dream of Red Mansions.
A Dream of Red Mansions is a novel with the style of chapters and chapters in ancient China, also known as The Story of the Stone. It is listed as the first of the four classical novels in China, and is generally believed to be written by Cao Xueqin, a writer in the Qing Dynasty.
Based on the rise and fall of Jia, Shi, Wang and Xue, the novel depicts the life of a group of beautiful women in the boudoir from the perspective of Jia Baoyu, a rich son, and shows the true beauty and tragedy of human nature. It can be said that it is an epic that shows the beauty of women from all angles.
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Jia Xichun is a character in the classic Dream of Red Mansions and one of the twelve women in Jinling. She is the youngest of Jia's four sisters and Jia Zhen's younger sister in Ningguo Mansion.
Her father, Jia Jing, is old at the beginning of the book. He was addicted to Taoist alchemy and finally died of poisoning. In the book, Xichun's mother died shortly after her birth, and she has been growing up with Mrs. Wang in the mansion. (Note: Although the four Jia sisters have similar names, Jia Yuanchun, Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun are from Guo Rongfu and Jia Xichun is from Ningguo House. )
She is withdrawn and indifferent, with a cold heart and a cold mouth. When she raided the Grand View Garden, she made up her mind to get rid of the maid you agreed to forgive and was indifferent to her begging for mercy. The declining fate of the four big families and the unfortunate ending of her three sisters made her want to die, so she shaved her hair and begged for food.
Xi Chun's song "Virtual Flower" is called a flower in the mirror, which means illusory glory. Virtual flower enlightenment, in a tragic sense, can break through prosperity Although this song was written in the name of Xichun, except for the last three sentences, most of the lyrics in front of it describe the horror of Jia's property.
"See through those three springs" means that Meng, Zhong and Ji are perishable, while Yuan, Ying and Tan are short-lived. "Sister Yingchun was tortured to death, Sister Shi was guarding the patient, and Sister San left," said the latter.
Baidu Encyclopedia-Jia Xichun
Blue lanterns smell like childhood sentences and comments.
"White hair mercilessly invades old age, and the green light first smells of childhood" comes from Lu You, a poet in the Song Dynasty. The full text of the ancient poem is as follows:
The pedant sighs unremarkable and is only willing to make up stories.
White hair mercilessly invades old age, and green lights smell childhood.
High-powered tactics spread cold, and the drums in winter and winter forced sleep.
Autumn night is getting hungry, and a cup of yam enters Qiongmi.
To annotate ...
(1), the original "pot", revised according to Qian Zhonglian's proofreading.
(2) Corrupt scholars: stale and outdated scholars. Hanshu: "For the sake of the world, do you use corrupt Confucianism?" Mediocre: looks ordinary. Historical Records: "Jiuqing is busy being an official." Jia Dao's "Ancient Meaning" poem: "A hundred years of double turn."
(3) Blue light: refers to light. Wei Shi's poem "The Temple Stay Alone for the Night to Send Cui Zhushu": "Sitting on the lamp will hurt the summer clothes." Yao Mao's poem "Nanyuan Mountain" says: "White rain sounds at the foot of the mountain, and blue light whispers at night."
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I, a pedantic scholar, have been doing nothing all my life, but I like to be loyal to my ancient prose. My white hair is heartless and has pushed me to old age. I have been interested in reading with me since I was a child. The tall phoenix tree rustled and there was a chill; Knock twice, that's the night drum that urges me to sleep. Autumn nights are getting longer and longer, and hunger is coming; A cup of yam, like nectar, is satisfying.
Who knows that a blue light sings a poem alone at the west window this evening?
Lu You's original poem "Feeling the Past" is as follows:
Eight arrays of vertical hunting, fresh-cut grass wine.
Who knows this evening, a blue lamp sings a poem solo in the west window.
Describe the form:
The first eight vertical hunting, flowers dripping grass wine. Poetry makes full use of the writing style of the Song Dynasty, highlighting the visualization of sentences describing the past, and the elements of the beginning and the end are properly combined, which has aroused the attention and joy of the world.
At the beginning of the poem wrote:
Eight arrays of vertical hunting, fresh-cut grass wine. Who knows the ending of this famous saying: touch the key, return to the original position eight times, and cut the flowers deep with grass wine. This is a classic saying of Lu You in Song Dynasty. For reference.
5. What are the beautiful lights in the beautiful poems about lights?
1. Bury a city and turn off all the lights.
2. Life is an endless journey. We keep forgetting where we are. We are all on the road, forgetting our own way out and pursuing occasional satisfaction in disappointment. We are all free from the pain of waking up in our dreams and wandering in the dim light.
Look back at the light as before and hold your hand gently.
4, the night is cool, the lights are dim, the ambiguity is exhausted, and the song is euphemistic.
5. May dreams become the beacon of the earth, and may blessings become the longest river.
6. I don't know when you will say goodbye to us in this brightly lit prosperous time.
7, strip, countless fireworks, you pick up the lamp and look back; Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
8, facing the idle window, stop the lights until dawn, holding the shadow and not sleeping.
9. Time has never passed in vain. There will always be moments when you can't get rid of sadness. As the poet said, all the lights are dim and all the characters are given masks. However, when you look back, you will still find that what you want most is behind you.
10, suitable time and shade; There is a connection between people. This is the best life I want. The years are seamless, and the years are vicissitudes. In the long river of years, what people need is a lighthouse to guide you forward, so that you won't wander in the same place, and then you will understand. There is no rehearsal in life, and every day is a wonderful game, so no matter how difficult it is, you must learn to stick to it; No matter how annoying you are, don't forget to smile.
1 1, in fact, many times, people can't change their fate, just like lanterns on the roadside, which are as fragile as themselves, and can only be pushed helplessly by running water, where to flow. Instead of being sad, let nature take its course and see the scenery on both sides of the strait.
12, I wish I could not accumulate fate before my death, and the green light of the ancient Buddha is fleeting.
13, the palace lantern is bright at night, and the flowers are like flowers, which * * * drinks all his life.
14, bloom has no shore, and the soul is still in Sichuan. I don't know the smoke when I'm drunk, but the lights are cold in my dreams. Flowers and leaves don't meet for a thousand years, and the fate is touching, and the flowers are endless, and the Buddha sighs at my heart.
15. When you leave, be sure to leave the classroom as usual, turn off the lights and close the window, buy an popsicle by the way, and pretend to meet again.