Five lines about traditional poetry

1. Verses on Five Traditional Festivals

About Chinese Traditional Festivals

"It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." "Du Mu" of the Tang Dynasty "Qingming Festival"

"I know from afar that when brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees." Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th"

"The sound of firecrackers eliminates one year old, and the spring breeze sends away Warmth enters Tusu. "Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri"

"Small cakes are like chewing the moon, with crispness and joy in them." Su Dongpo of Song Dynasty

"The ice on the river is green and green. "Five Outings on the Green" "Su Che (Outing) of the Song Dynasty

Spring Festival Poems:

Tian Jia Yuan Day (Tang Dynasty) Meng Haoran

Last night we returned to the north, today we are old. Starting from the east, I am already strong in my years, but I still worry about the peasants when I have no salary.

The father plows the fields, and the shepherd boy follows the hoe; the Tian family controls the climate, and the mother-in-law says it will be a good year.

Yuan Day (Song Dynasty) Wang Anshi

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu; New peaches replace old talismans.

Dragon Boat Festival:

Song of the Race (Excerpt) (Tang Dynasty) Zhang Jianfeng

The sky was bright and clear on May 5th, and poplars circled the river and sang the dawn eagle; Before the envoys left the county residence, the chorus of harmony had been heard on the river;

The envoys were all right when they went out, and the red flags were drawn in front of their horses; the robes on both sides of the bank were fragrant, and the silver hairpins shone like frost blades in the sun. ;

The drum beat three times and the red flag opened, two dragons leaped out of the floating water; the shadows flew across the waves and thousands of swords flew, the drum beat split the waves and thundered;

The drum beat became more urgent. As they approached, the two dragons looked at the target as if in an instant; people on the slope screamed like thunder, and the poles were hung with rainbow lights;

The boat in front grabbed the water and got the target, but the boat behind lost momentum and waved in vain.

Jie Lingmen. Duanyang (Qing Dynasty) Li Jingshan

Cherry, mulberry and calamus, and a pot of realgar wine. There is a yellow paper post hanging high outside the door, but it is suspected that the account owner is afraid of the magic talisman.

Chinese Valentine's Day:

One of the nineteen ancient poems (Han) Anonymous

The distant Altair star, the bright and clear river Han woman. The slender hands are delicate and delicate, and they are making tricks. I can't make up my mind all day long, and my tears are like rain. The river is clear and shallow, only a few degrees apart. There is a room full of water, and the pulse is speechless.

Lantern Festival:

"Shangyuan Night" (Tang Dynasty) Cui Ye

Don't rush the jade leaking copper pot, the iron gate and the golden lock are open all night; who can see the moon I can sit idle and hear the lights but not look at them.

Poetry: (Song Dynasty) Jiang Baishi

During the Lantern Festival, people compete to see the lotus-picking boats, and BMWs and incense cars pick up and drop diamonds; in the late night of the stormy night, when everyone has dispersed, the solitary lamp still calls for selling Tang Yuan.

Winter Solstice:

Song of Nine-Nine

One-Nine-Nine-Two-Nine does not take action; Three-Nine-Nine-Nine walks on the ice;

Five-Nine Sixty-nine watch the willows along the river; seventy-nine and eighty-nine wild geese come out of the river;

Ninety-nine plus one and nine, the cattle are everywhere. 2. Poems about traditional culture

Traditional culture: ancient poetry

The tall buildings on the city meet the wilderness, the sea and the sky are filled with sorrow and thoughts.

The stormy wind and the hibiscus water , the dense rain penetrated the Xili wall obliquely.

The mountains and trees cover thousands of miles of sight, and the river flows like nine ileum.

When I came to Baiyue Tattoo Place, my music and books still stagnated. Yixiang.

——Han Yu's "Climbing the Tower of Liuzhou and sending a message to Zhangting to seal the four states"

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneak into the night with the wind, moistening things silently .The clouds are all dark on the wild paths, but the fire on the river boat is only bright. At dawn, I can see the red and wet place, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. - Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Night Rain"

Thousands of miles of orioles sing green, reflecting red, and the water The wind of wine flags in villages and mountains. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist and rain. - "Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. - "Qingming" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty

The big strings are noisy like heavy rain, and the small strings are like whispers. The noisy strings are mixed and mixed, and the big and small beads are falling on the jade plate. - ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Pipa Parade and Preface"

Traditional Culture: Festival Category

1. "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th" Alone in a foreign land, we are strangers, every festive season Love your loved ones more than ever.

2. "Qingming" It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like dying.

3. "Yuan Day" The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households are blinking?

4. "Yuan Eve" On the Lantern Festival last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day. When the moon reaches the top of the willow tree, people meet at dusk. On Yuan Ye this year, the moon and lights are still there. I don't see the person from last year, and my spring shirt sleeves are wet with tears.

5. "Mid-Autumn Moon" The dusk clouds have gathered away and overflowed with the cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

3. Complete Collection of Five-Character Ancient Poems

1. "Spring Thoughts" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty

Swallow grass is like silk, Qin mulberry trees are low in green branches. When you return home,

This is when my concubine has a broken heart. If the spring breeze doesn’t recognize her, why should she enter the Luo curtain?

2. "Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. I feel the flowers splashing with tears when I feel sad, and the birds are frightened by the hate.

The war rages for three months, and letters from home are worth tens of thousands of gold. The white hair is even shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.

3. "Spring Stay in Zuo Province" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Flowers hidden in the wall at dusk , chirping birds pass by. Stars are moving in thousands of houses, and the moon is near the sky.

I don’t sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind thinks of jade. There is a seal in the Ming Dynasty, how is the night?

4. "A Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.

Night The clouds on the path are all dark, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, and the flowers are heavy in Jinguancheng.

5. "Acacia" by Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty

Red beans are born in the southern country, and they bloom in spring Branches. I hope you will pick more, this is the most loved thing.

6. "Spring Dawn" by Tang Meng Haoran

I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, I know the flowers are falling How much. 4. Carry forward the five-character quatrains of ancient Chinese traditional culture

1. "The Wandering Son's Song" Tang Meng Jiao

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the clothes on the wandering boy's body. Before leaving, there is a tight gap,

I am afraid that I will return later. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.

2. "Farewell to My Mother" by Huang Zhongze of the Qing Dynasty

Pulling up the curtains to pay homage to my mother and going to the river beam, I will be worried for a long time and my eyes will dry up with tears.

It was a miserable snowy night in Chaimen, and it was better to have no children than to have no children at this time.

3. "Tenth Five Years" King Anshi of the Song Dynasty

He sent his mother to Han ditch and left Bai Hanyin at home. When the moon comes out and Du Yu is heard, the north and the south are always concerned.

4. "Arrived Home at the End of the Year" by Jiang Shiquan of the Qing Dynasty

My love for my son is endless, and I am happy to return home. The cold clothes are densely stitched, and the letters home are freshly inked.

When we meet, I pity the thin man, and call him to ask about his hardships. I feel ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh in the dust.

5. "Mother Farewell Son" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty

Mother bids farewell to son, son bids farewell to mother, crying bitterly in the dark of day.

The general of the Kansai Hsing Cavalry, he captured Xin Ce Xun last year.

The imperial edict gave two million in money, and Luoyang welcomed people like flowers.

New people welcome and old people abandon them, the lotus in the palm is a thorn in the eye.

It is not enough to be sad to welcome the new and abandon the old. It is sad to leave two children in your family.

At first, he was helping people to walk and then to sit down.

My mother and son have been separated for a long time because of the new Yanwan of your couple.

It is not as good as the crows and magpies in the forest. The mother does not lose her young, the male and the female.

It should be like the peach and plum trees in the garden, the flowers falling on the branches with the wind.

Newbies, newbies, listen to my words, Luoyang Unlimited Red Mansion Girl.

I hope that the general will be able to perform meritorious service again, and that there will be new people better than you.

6. "Motherly Love" by Yang Weizhen of the Yuan Dynasty

A loving mother loves her young, and Zhao Jiaguangyi is the crown prince.

The steps of a dragon and a tiger change with each passing day, while a dog moves with an eagle and follows its trend.

Isn’t there a child six feet below the knee? Ah Zhao and Amei are not crotches.

The ghost lights are blurry at night, and the heavy snow is falling.

If hundreds of officials don’t hold Dong Hu’s pen, what will happen to an orphan and a widowed husband?

Suddenly, a silver pillar ax was pierced on the ground in front of the bed, causing trouble for the books in the golden cabinet of King Han.

7. "Mo Xuan Tu" Mian of the King of Yuan Dynasty

Bright daylily flowers grow under the North Hall.

The south wind blows his heart, shaking it for whom?

A loving mother leans on her door with love, but a wanderer’s journey is painful.

The sweet messages are sparse every day, and the sound and questions are blocked every day.

Looking up at the cloud forest, I feel ashamed to hear the wise birds singing.

8. "Whose Son" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Whose son is neither crazy nor crazy, and he went to the king's house to praise the Taoist priest.

The white-headed old mother covered the door and cried, rolling up the broken sleeves of her shirt and leaving them in place.

The bride with green eyebrows was twenty years old, and she was driven back home and cried through the city.

Perhaps Yun wanted to learn how to play Feng Sheng, and admired Ling Fei as much as Xiao Shi.

It is also said that the customs of the time are based on ordinary people, and they strive to obtain noble positions through dangerous and strange practices.

Although there are legends about gods, those who know them will know that they are delusional.

A sage, a king, and a virtuous person can be bullied, but why should he die in a poor mountain?

Oh my brother, Yu Xincheng, I am willing to teach you from beginning to end.

It is not too late to punish him if he does not punish him.

Whoever has sympathy for his friends and relatives can write this poem to me as a gift.

9. "Dan Ge Xing" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty

When a person is born, the sun begins to rise. Going up the mountain late, going down the mountain quickly.

Thirty-six thousand dynasties in a hundred years, the night will be strong for half a day.

Singing and dancing must be done early. Yesterday is better than today.

People think that men and women are good at birth, but they don’t know that men and women make people grow old.

Short song line, no music.

10. "Answers on behalf of an old man from Beizhou" by Zhang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

The old man was going to Beizhou with a salary, and looking north to his hometown he was worried about the visitors.

He said that the old man had three sons, and two of them died in the yellow sand.

Now that the children have grown up, they will be drafted again next year after hearing the news.

I know for sure that this parting will be scattered, not as good as being together in death and life.

Lend your fields and houses to your neighbors, and return to your hometown alone.

No one knows how hard it is to have more descendants in this lifetime.

According to recent legends, the emperor respects martial arts and vegetables, and strengthens his troops to quell Hu Chen.

There is a long-term strategy for peace and harmony in the border area, so there is no need to displace the Chinese. 5. What are the poems of traditional culture (five-character quatrains)

Five-character quatrains are one of the Han poetry genres. They are a type of quatrains, which refer to short poems with five characters and four sentences that conform to the standard of rhymed poetry. , belongs to the category of modern poetry. There are two grids: Pingqi and Pingqi. This style originated from the Yuefu poems of the Han Dynasty and was deeply influenced by the Han folk songs of the Six Dynasties. In the Tang Dynasty, it appeared in the poetry world with its brand-new splendor and twin sisters with modern rhythm poetry. Only twenty five-character quatrains can show fresh pictures and convey various true artistic conceptions. Because the small makes the big, the small makes up the big, and the short chapters contain rich content, which is its biggest feature. Representative works include Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts", Liu Zongyuan's "River Snow", Wang Wei's "Bird Song Stream", Du Fu's "Eight Formations", Wang Zhihuan's "Ascend the Stork Tower", Liu Changqing's "Send Lingche to the Mountain" People" etc.

Five-character quatrains belong to the category of modern poetry. Quatrains are also called quatrains, broken sentences, or short sentences; they may also be considered as "cutting off half of the rhythm" in order to be included in music and sung. Different interpretations are not consistent. Quatrains are composed of four sentences and have strict metrical requirements. Common quatrains include five-character quatrains and seven-character quatrains, while six-character quatrains are relatively rare. A short poem of five characters and four sentences that conforms to the standard of rhymed poetry is called five character quatrains, or five quatrains for short.

Judging from a five-character poem titled "Queju" by the Northern Zhou poet Yu Xin, the five-character quatrain was not created by poets in the Tang Dynasty. Its stylistic form was formed at least in the late Southern and Northern Dynasties. "Visitors have been traveling for many years, and they have many old memories. I recently learned about Hengyang wild geese, and we all crossed the river at the autumnal equinox." This is one of Yu Xin's "Three Wonders of Master Hekan". This poem is flat and oblique, completely in line with the rhythm of the Tang Dynasty. The second and fourth lines end in flat rhymes, and the first and third lines end in oblique rhymes. The title of the poem has been called "Jue". However, there were not many such neat five-character quatrains before the Tang Dynasty. It was not until the early Tang Dynasty that modern poetry was produced, and the five-character quatrains were gradually perfected and finalized. The previous five-character poems were generally called "five-character ancient poems" or "five-character ancient poems" Five Ancients".

Due to the limitation of the number of words, compared with other Han poetry genres, the language and expression techniques of the five-character quatrain are required to be more concise and general during creation, making the creation more difficult. Zhang Qianyi summarized this with the eight words "short but long-lasting, and extremely difficult to enter into the wonderful". Therefore, the five-character quatrain naturally became the brightest pearl in the poetry of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and the essence of Tang poetry. The Wujue had a higher starting point in the early Tang Dynasty. The "Four Masters of the Early Tang Dynasty" and Song Zhiwen all had excellent works. Especially Wang Bo's Wujue was hailed by Shen Deqian as "the beginning of the right voice" for its elegance and unforcedness. During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, a large number of literati such as Cui Guofu, Meng Haoran, Chu Guangxi, and Zu Yong further promoted and improved the Five Jue. Among them, Wang Wei and Li Bai pushed the creation of the Five Jue to the extreme, bringing the development of the Five Jue to its peak of prosperity. 6. I am asking for poems describing traditional Chinese festivals, including appreciation of the sentences. For 30 copies, I will send you 5 troublesome sentences

Qingming Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. Notes: 1. Du Mu (803-852), courtesy name Muzhi, was born in Jingzhao Wannian (now Xi'an, Shaanxi) and was a writer in the Tang Dynasty.

Du Mu's lyrical poems describe the scenery, the words are clear and vivid, and the artistic conception is concise and hearty. His poems were highly successful in the late Tang Dynasty.

As famous as Li Shangyin, a poet of the late Tang Dynasty, he is called "Little Li Du". 2. Qingming: one of the 24 solar terms in the lunar calendar, approximately around April 5th in the Gregorian calendar.

3. Desperate to lose one's soul: refers to feeling depressed and depressed, as if one has lost one's soul. 4. Remote pointing: pointing far away.

5. Xinghua Village: A village deep in the apricot flowers. Appreciation: During the Qingming Festival, there is a tradition of going outing with relatives and friends, paying homage to ancestors, and sweeping the tombs of ancestors.

However, the "pedestrian" in the poem is alone on a journey to a foreign country, and feels very lonely and desolate in his heart. Coupled with the continuous spring rain, it adds to the inexplicable upset and sadness of the "pedestrian". Melancholy, feeling so low that it seems unsustainable. However, "pedestrians" were not willing to wallow in loneliness and sorrow, and quickly asked where there was a place to drink, so that they could be among the hot flow of people and wine.

So, the shepherd boy in the spring rain pointed out an apricot blossom forest in the distance. The conclusion of the poem makes people feel distant and the poetic feeling is very fresh and bright.

Author: Wang Wei Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season. I know from afar that when my brothers climbed to a high place, they planted dogwood everywhere and there was one less person.

Wang Wei is a precocious writer who wrote many excellent poems in his youth. This poem was written when he was seventeen years old.

Unlike his later landscape poems that were rich in painting and very particular in composition and color, this lyrical poem was written very simply. But for thousands of years, people have strongly felt its artistic power when reading this poem while visiting a foreign country.

This artistic power first comes from its simplicity, depth and high artistic generalization. The poem was written because I missed my relatives in my hometown during the Double Ninth Festival.

Wang Wei lived in Puzhou (now Yongji, Shanxi), east of Huashan, so he was titled "Remembering Shandong Brothers". He was probably seeking fame in Chang'an when he wrote this poem.

Although the prosperous imperial capital was very attractive to young scholars who were eager to pursue official careers at that time, for a young wanderer, after all, it was a "foreign land" without any friends; and the more prosperous and lively it became, the more prosperous and lively it became. The wanderer in the vast sea of ????people becomes more and more lonely. The first sentence uses the word "dude" and two words "different", which is very substantial.

The longing for relatives and the feeling of one's own loneliness are all condensed in the word "independence". "We are strangers in a foreign land" is just a way of talking about being a guest in a foreign land, but the artistic effect created by the two words "foreign" is much stronger than the general description of being a guest in a foreign land.

In the feudal era when natural economy played a dominant role, the customs, customs, languages, and living habits of different regions were very different. If you leave your hometown where you have lived for many years and go to a different place, you will feel that everything is strange and unfamiliar. I am used to it and feel that I am a leaf of duckweed floating in a foreign life. "Foreign land" and "stranger" express this feeling simply and truly.

The homesickness and homesickness of those who are visiting a foreign country naturally exist on weekdays, but sometimes it may not be obvious, but once they encounter some kind of catalyst - the most common is the "festival" - It is easy to break out and even become irrepressible. This is the so-called "thinking about loved ones more during the festive season".

Festive festivals are often a day for family reunions, and they are often connected with many beautiful memories of hometown scenery, so it is very natural to "think about your loved ones more during the festive season". It can be said that everyone has this experience, but before Wang Wei, no poet had successfully expressed it in such a simple and highly summarized verse.

Once the poet uttered it, it became the aphorism that best expresses the homesickness among guests. The first two sentences can be said to be the "direct method" of artistic creation.

There is almost no detour, but it goes straight to the core, quickly forming a climax and aphorisms. However, this way of writing often makes the last two sentences difficult to sustain, resulting in lack of staying power.

If the last two sentences of this poem were to be extended in a straight line along the lines of "I miss my family even more during the holidays", it would be a mistake; it would also be difficult to create a new climax with new ideas. The author adopts another approach: immediately following the torrent of emotions, a rippling lake surface appears, which looks calm but is actually deeper.

During the Double Ninth Festival, there is a custom of climbing high. When climbing high, one wears a dogwood bag, which is said to avoid disasters. Cornus officinalis, also known as Yuejiao, is a fragrant plant.

In three or four sentences, if you just generally recall how your brothers climbed high on the Double Ninth Festival and wore dogwood, but you were alone in a foreign land and could not participate, even though you also wrote about your feelings of missing your family during the festival, you would It seems flat and lacks novelty and affection. What the poet was thinking about was: "There is one less person planted with dogwood trees everywhere."

It means that the brothers who were far away in their hometown all wore dogwood trees on their bodies when they climbed up today, but they found that one brother was missing—— Not included in myself. It seems that what I regret is not that I was unable to spend the holiday with my brothers in my hometown, but that my brothers were not able to fully reunite during the holiday. It seems that my situation of being alone and a stranger in a foreign land is not worth talking about, but it is the shortcomings of my brothers that are more important. Must be considerate.

This is twists and turns and unexpected. And this kind of unexpectedness is its depth, the new police department.

Du Fu's "Moonlight Night": "I pity the little children from afar, and recall Chang'an without understanding", which has the same meaning and meaning as these two sentences, but Wang's poem seems to be even less focused. Yuan Day, Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi The sound of firecrackers marked the end of the year, and the east wind brought warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of households compete to replace old talismans with new ones. [Notes] (1) Yuan Day: the first day of the first lunar month.

(2) Tusu: the name of fine wine. (3) 戈戈 [pronounced "Tongtong"]: describes the appearance of the sun just rising.

(4) Peach: Peach charm. In ancient times, it was customary to write the names of the two gods Cha and Yulei on peach wood on New Year's Day and hang them by the door, thinking that they could suppress evil spirits.

[Translation]With the crackling of firecrackers, we bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new year. When people drink the delicious Tusu wine, the warm spring breeze blows over their faces, how pleasant it is! At dawn, every household takes off the old peach charms and replaces them with new ones to welcome the New Year.

Partridge Sky, Chinese Valentine's Day, Song Dynasty, Yan Jidao misinformed the magpie about the good times of that day, and is still regarded as a heart-broken fairy to this day. The bridge is in Hanzhu and outside the stars, people are singing and dancing in front of the phoenix.

Enjoy the whole night, don’t go through the years, don’t have too much joy and too little help. I know that this meeting has no long-term plan, and the cool toad is not round yet.

Yan Jidao (about 1030-about 1106), whose courtesy name was Shuyuan and nicknamed Xiaoshan, was the author of "Xiaoshan Ci". This poem starts with the Song Dynasty's statement about the misinformation about the magpie that caused the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to only have one day to get together. First, I write about magpie.

7. About traditional ancient poems

Provincial examination of Xiangling drum and harp

Qian Qi

He is good at drumming, cloud and harp, and often hears the spirit of the emperor's son.

Feng Yikong dances by himself, which Chu Ke cannot listen to.

The bitter tone and sad tone of gold and stone, the voiceless sound enters the darkness.

Cangwu comes to complain and admire, and the white peony moves to bring fragrance.

The flowing water flows through Xiangpu, and the sad wind passes through Dongting.

At the end of the song, no one can be seen, and there are several green peaks on the river.

Bodhisattva Man Yan Jidao

Ai Zheng plays the tune of Xiangjiang River,

The sound writes all the green of Xiangbo.

The slender fingers of the thirteen strings,

The secret of hatred will be conveyed.

When the autumn water is slow during the feast,

The jade pillars are tilted and the geese are flying.

When the heart is broken,

The spring mountain eyebrows are low.

Pipa Play

Bai Juyi

Qin Song

Author: Li Qi

Category: Seven-Character Ancient Poetry

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The master has wine to enjoy this evening, please play the harp Guangling guest.

The moon shines on the city, half of the crows are flying, and the frost and wind are blowing into the clothes.

The candles in the copper furnace increase the brightness, and the concubine Chu after the first play of Lu River.

After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars became more and more distant.

Qinghuai sent envoys for more than a thousand miles, and dared to tell Yunshan from now on.

Painting

Mo Mei? Wang Mian (Yuan Dynasty)

The tree at the head of the pond where I wash inkstones,

Every flower blooms Light ink marks.

Don’t let others praise you for your good color.

Just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.

If you want to write a painting, you must first hold the end of a precious mirror.

My face is so frightened that I gradually feel that my temples are withered.

It is easy to describe tearful eyes, but difficult to describe sadness.

I hope you will forget about it and look at the pictures later

----Xue Yuan, "Photos Sending to Foreigners"

"Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong"

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Su Shi

A few branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo,

A duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short,

It is the time when the puffer fish is about to come.

Lin Liang painted Two-Horned Eagle Song

Li Mengyang (Ming Dynasty)

Painted birds for more than a hundred years, followed by Lu Ji and Qian Zhao.

The second son seems to have no intention of working, sucking the pen and picking up every hair on the canthus.

Lin Liang only uses ink to write about birds, and half of the wind and clouds are dark.

Waterfowl and land birds are so exquisite that the whole hall is moved by them.

The empty mountains, ancient forests and raging waves of the river, two eagles protrude high from the frost cliffs.

The bone-setting brush feathers are moving, and autumn is born in June on the four walls.

An eagle looks down without moving its eyes, knowing that there is nothing wrong with its eyes.

An eagle turned around and wanted to descend again, and gradually felt the wind blowing in its wings.

Although Pixiao is bleak, its murderous intent cannot be extinguished.

The horns are thick, the claws are strong, the fists are iron, and the beard is like a beard that is about to split.

The new wind blows the sand and autumn grass turns yellow, and you are able to ride on your horse with your arms!

The demonic birds in the grass were all killed, and the clear sky was sprinkled with blood.

I heard that Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty was also good at this eagle.

Later he lost the emperor and starved to death in the Five Kingdoms City.

I know that the craftsmanship of painting and calligraphy seems to be in vain.

School hunting and galloping are also the end of things, and there are ancient scriptures for making birds outside.

Now the king respectfully stops the banquet and lectures in the Imperial Palace of Wenhua.

The West Lake in the South China Sea is deserted, and the hunters, Yu and Chang are all poor and humble.

Lü Ji's white head and golden head are by the fireside. At dusk, he returns home with no money for wine.

Wisdom is always worthless, so how can you dare to present your lustful skills before the king?

Good, good, I would rather you paint without making money,

I would rather not make future generations good at painting and good at painting.

Other aspects, tea art, chess skills, etc.

The sound of chess

Author: Huang Geng

Where can the immortal talk about his hands. I heard people peeling and pecking bamboos in the forest.

A piece of jade knocks the clouds to pieces, and I have been frightened by the window at noon for many times.

When you are slow, you should know that your heart has a long way to go, but when you are in a hurry, don't let your ears go.

The Lanke people went to pick up the pieces. The stone in the pavilion is cold.

Jijiang Sencha

Era: Northern Song Dynasty

Author: Su Shi

Work: Jijiang Sencha

Living Water It must be boiled over a live fire, and the fish must be drawn from the fishing stone. [1]

The big ladle stores the moon and returns to the spring urn, and the small ladle is divided into the river and into the night vase.

The snow milk has been fried for the feet, and the pine wind suddenly makes the sound of diarrhea. [2]

It is not easy to ban three bowls of dry intestines, sit and listen to the long and short updates of the deserted city.

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