Evil is beheaded, life and death joke Ikeda House, smoke goes out, sadness —— Okita Souji —— Qingluan soars, Haofeng lends me a sad song of Qingyun, and Zeng Sansheng wishes the bamboo treasure Zheng to play empty, as clear as snow, the sleeves are fragrant and flying, and the white clothes are fluttering. Don't be chaotic in times of crisis-kurama-The water is light green and blue, and it is difficult for teenagers to find traces of clouds. Bridled eyebrows have a wisp of fragrance like bone, but ice jade has strong muscles and sake to wash his sorrow and cry frequently, and he has never complained about the golden wind and dew. Acacia is empty, courtesy is alienated, ten years of kite alliance, how many winds have passed, and great resentment is drawn. Disappear, people are silent. In the red light, there is a romantic infatuation in the world, but there is no dust and sand, frost, swords and snow spears, hibiscus, enchanting white bones in the castle peak, cold yellow sand in the moonlight, grass fading at dusk, broken bow in the moonlight, the first fragrance of roses blowing in the wind, the four souls are exhausted, the beauty powder beads are polluted, the rain is cold, the eyebrows are lazy and the smoke marks are hard to find, and the bronze mirror is tender. Chess has a soul. Sandalwood is warm and moist when touched with fingers. In the candlelight, you are full of deep hatred for peacetime. Fenglin Sanskrit Cantata turned to soothe the cold robe sleeves. Peach blossom fan dyeing is absolutely beautiful.
In the end, it's all illusory, the music is still scattered, and the old friend is still there. The Milky Way is light-FujiwaraNosai-the flute is moving, and the apricot blossoms are light and fragrant. You should feel the cold moonlight, and the past is like a dream. Although you are here, you are surprised. Fishermen in ancient and modern times sang crimson eyes at night, books were full of brocade, and their hearts fainted with the west wind. Little rustling blows tears and cloves are sad.
Smoke is endless, and sorrow is dark. Lin's companion said that in a previous life, Luo's socks were dusty, while the flower dock was bleak-cool Lapika-blue clouds, flying freely from the smoky hubbub, regardless of the wind, never meeting each other. Come and stop, look at the Yunpu in Jiaoxia Town, the sounds of nature and water, and the fine theory of plain color Gankun brew tea. In fact, the immortal is smug, affectionate and old, and ridiculous people are depressed, dreaming, singing and sake.
Dancing around the waist, is it a lonely terrace with withered frost, sleeping in an idle building, not raining-Pu Xian is a real person-making the shadow of flowers, the sound of running water is hard to remember, breaking Feng Mingyong and falling red should be full of beautiful people's fantasies. After many years, it seems like a lifetime ago, flowers are white, and they are not necessarily woven with romantic moments. Drunk for who? Who are you awake for? Half-curtain fragrant velvet, cuckoos crow and admire Yan, Duke of Zhou lingers-Kuzuki Kakyo-the water is pale and blue, and it is difficult for teenagers to find clouds. Bridled eyebrows have a wisp of fragrance like bone, but Kethleen has a half-winter anxiety, frequent tears, no resentment in the golden wind, and empty lovesickness. If Li Meng is blue and alienated, he will meet the kite alliance for ten years and he will be very disappointed.
2. Seek poems in movies. Yun Shenchu looked hazy in the moonlight.
As difficult as covering a small lake.
But seeking pleasure in suffering.
Willing to bear the pain
Now write down the poems and sentences.
Just like the sound of a piano is crisp.
Touch your hand gently and pluck the strings.
Wave waves to accompany intoxication.
The sound of the piano echoed in my heart.
Green leaves and flowers are yellow and elegant.
rise unsullied from mud
The fate of women
Like raindrops
Some fell into black ditches.
Some fall into golden ponds.
Does anyone know how many stems there are in the rice field?
How many bays does this river have?
How many clouds are there?
Who can clean up the fallen leaves in the forest?
Who can tell the wind to stop blowing trees?
How many leaves does a silkworm eat?
Can you create antique clothes?
How much rain will it rain in the sky
Can we avoid tears flooding the ocean?
How many years will the moon age?
So you can stop around in the middle of the night?
Someone who can steal my heart.
I will sing for him and wish him success.
3. Tian Lao Li's classic poem in the movie Sky Eight: Life is like a dream, and it is comfortable to be born, old and sick.
From Zhuangzi's "Happy Travel", the whole poem is as follows:
Life is like a fog and a dream, and life and death are at ease.
Yun Qi's dark clouds have cleared, his heart is red, and his heart is red.
The maple dance is cold, and the royal sword is free.
Drunk singers laugh with you, and there is no winning move in the sword.
Ten years, a sword in the world, there are documents coming from all directions.
Who rises in Dong Fangbubai, I am the only way.
Pity the long water in my hometown and love the stormy building at dusk.
Huanxiang has more tears than hate, far away.
If the heart regrets breaking the moon, the sky is deeply hesitant.
Qian Wen's marriage is short-lived, which opens the world of mortals.
Liu Xingguang is boundless, and the wind recalls lonely dreams.
It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan. I love you, the sooner the better.
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Love seems to rush to the morning dew, leaving the past to laugh at the east wind alone.
4. On the cultural background of ethical poems, Confucian ethics: five ethics: father and son, monarch and minister, husband and wife, brothers and friends. The historical background of poetry creation: "I have known her for a long time, and I have been apart for a long time". Poems are mostly used to say goodbye to friends, and words are mostly used to say goodbye to men and women. In the second section, the third section of the farewell poem before the Tang Dynasty, the farewell poem "Farewell to Du DuDu's Office in Shu" in the Tang Dynasty, Wang Bocheng and Quefu Sanqin, separated by a layer of fog, merged the five rivers into one river, and we sadly bid farewell to each other. Note: Du Shaofu, a friend of Wang Bo, is another name. Life is unknown. Zhou Shu is a work called Biography of Books. Chengque refers to the capital Chang 'an. Sanqin: In Guanzhong area of Shaanxi Province today, it was Qin in ancient times. After Qin was destroyed, Xiang Yu once divided Qin into harmony and competition. Jiangnan Tianjin Neighbor: Neighbor. Cao Zhi's Wang Biao for a White Horse: "My husband is a neighbor of Wan Li." Here, it means to use. Analysis: This is Wang Bo's excellent farewell poem, which is quite different from ordinary farewell poems and has a spirit of hard struggle. The fifth and sixth sentences in the poem sublimate friendship to a higher aesthetic level. The whole poem is cadence and magnificent. However, the antithesis is different from the later standard five laws, that is, the first couplet is antithesis and separation. This shows that the rhyming poems in the early Tang Dynasty have not yet been finalized. Wang Bo (649-676) was born in Longmen, Jiangzhou (now Hejin, Shanxi). He is as famous as Yang Jiong, Lu and Liu, and is known as "four outstanding figures in the early Tang Dynasty".