Poetry about seven years 1. Ten ancient poems after seven years and two volumes.
Wu Jun's Landscape Poems
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest. Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
Wangweide bamboo building
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song"
In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected. Qingxi went to the Three Gorges in the evening, but I missed Yuzhou.
Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!
Cen Can is meeting a messenger 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.
Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat for the wild crossing.
Du Fu's "Meeting Li Guinian and Going Down the River"
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
Zhao Shixiu's "appointment"
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
Zhao Yi's On Poetry
The poems of Li Bai and Du Fu have been read by thousands of people, and it is nothing new to read them now. There are many talented people in the country, and their poems and popularity will be handed down for hundreds of years.
2. July Poetry
1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting")
Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing))
The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim Stanley into the Sailing Sea ")
4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh")
5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu: "Hot")
6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang: "Xia Lian")
7. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Shuige sent Wang Huaying Shaofu back to the county")
8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")
9. Qingjiang River embraces the village stream, and everything in Changxiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")
10. Why do you hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. (Qin Guan: "March is a dark day")
3. What sentences describe being married for seven years?
Sentences describing seven years of marriage:
1, one drop, two drops and three drops ... all the tears are for you; One, two and three ... every lovesickness is you; One rose, two roses, three roses ... I dedicate them to you. I still remember that today, seven years ago, was my happiest moment, and I love you forever.
2. Know each other and love each other, and love each other knows each other better. People often say that the fairy couple should be us. May we love and know each other year after year.
3. May we be kind, friendly and affectionate. Love will last forever in this life, and love will increase day by day!
Singing love songs to you is my strong point, making you laugh is my specialty, accompanying you is my responsibility, keeping you in my heart is my wish, and loving you is such a non-negotiable thing!
5. Blessing is full of countless blessings. Happiness is the starting point of happiness. Being blessed by happiness is an infinitely beautiful blessing. Blessing is just a beautiful and heavy blessing, and nothing is more valuable than blessing!
6. May happy songs accompany you forever, and may your marriage life be full of joy and happiness, and you will be bathed in endless happy years. Happy seventh wedding anniversary!
7. A person's life is three big and close friends. On such an important day for you, let me sincerely wish you a happy seventh wedding anniversary!
8. Copper marriage, silver marriage and rare gold marriage; Good husband, good wife, the best couple. "Double Ninth Festival", golden wedding is like a song, hand in hand with the sunset. I wish you a long and healthy life and happiness forever.
9. My days are bright because of you, my heart is broad because of you, my feelings are rich because of you, my life is happy because of you, and everything in me is warm because of your existence!
10, the Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in previous lives, it was only in exchange for passing by in this life. I met you 10,000 times, hoping to tell you face to face: "I love you forever."
1 1. If I am riding a horse, you can call me a groom. If I am driving, you can call me a coachman; If I am in charge of accounting, what should you call me?
12, the water is flowing, the fish is swimming, there is no reason to love you, the wind is blowing, the rain is falling, I really want to hug you and kiss you. There is love in the sky, love on the earth and romance.
13, I believe I will love you all my life, because no one can give me what you gave me.
14, I hope your eyes can only see my feelings, and I hope there is only your love in my dream.
15, hold your hand and grow old with your son. In the past seven years, every day with you is happiness, and only with you is happiness. What is happiness? Now you and I are happy. Only you and I know how strong it is. We will stay with you all our lives.
4. What are the poems about July 7th?
"July 7th" poem is as follows:
1, "Poetry of the Cow and the Girl on July 7th"
Southern and Northern Dynasties-Xie Huilian
The setting sun fades and the bright moon shines high.
Full of dew, analyze the vibration wind.
The webbed feet are very open, and the blink of an eye is round.
Han Yun has a spirited horse, and he will follow each other next year.
Far Sichuan prevents intimacy, and cultivates Zhu kuo and Qing Rong.
You can't make an algae, and you can't track it.
It's been two years since autumn, but today's party is unparalleled.
It's easier to fall back into the Jianghu than to love for a long time.
Woluoling whirls, and the clouds are empty.
Sleeping with pity on Gu Hua, chasing dragons far away.
2. "July 7"
Song-Yu Shi
Yuyu is dust-free and pale in the moonlight. Who told the Weaver Girl to stop at night?
Ruan divides north and south into rich and poor, and rivers into right and wrong.
There are books in the abdomen to dry, so if you are smart, you don't have to pray.
Every time I open a bottle with * * *, the music is dripping with wine.
3. "On July 7th, I visited the Western Hills of Beijing with Bachelor Song Xianfu and my family."
Yuanzhou Qi Bo
The food is extremely touching and the eyes are dull.
The sea and air shook the iron gates in the air, and the mountain wind swept the fog to make Jincheng clean.
Ying, under the toast account, Xiao Fei, the seventh school camp.
Care for each other is not over yet, and the pot will be crooked tomorrow.
4. "Looking at the fallen leaves in the garden on the evening of July 7, it feels like accumulation."
Song-Zhang Lei
The East Garden doesn't last long, and the leaves are flat. 18 years old is amazing.
Looking forward to his hometown, fishing for the rest of his life. When you are in exile, you dare not be light.
5. Seventh grade ancient poetry
The first volume of the seventh grade, Shenfu, remembers childhood. When he was a child, he could look at the sun with clear eyes and observe the details. When he sees something small, he has to check its texture carefully, so he sometimes plays outside.
In summer, mosquitoes turn thunder, and privately plan to let a group of cranes dance in the air. If you want it, you will have a thousand, and if you want it, you will have a crane. Look up, Xiang Qiang. Mosquitoes stay in the tent and smoke, making them fly towards the smoke, making them look like white cranes in Qingyun, like cranes in the clouds, and happy.
I often crouch in the concave and convex parts of the earth wall, in the grass on the flower platform, so that it is flush with the platform; Look carefully, take shrubs as forests, insects and mosquitoes as beasts, convex ones as hills, concave ones as valleys, and wander leisurely among them. One day, I saw two insects fighting in the grass. When I watched it, it was in full swing. Suddenly, a monster came down from the mountain and fell from the tree, covering a frog. My tongue spit out and both worms swallowed it.
I was young and lost in thought, but I was surprised. God decided to catch frogs, whip dozens and drive them out of the hospital.
Confucius said, "It's better to keep pace with the times, isn't it? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from distant quarters? Isn't it a gentleman to be unhappy and not know it? " Ceng Zi said: "I visit three times a day: I am unfaithful to others, that is, I don't believe in making friends, but I am not familiar with them." Confucius said, "Reviewing the past and learning the new can be a teacher." Confucius said, "Learning without thinking is useless, and thinking without learning is dangerous." Confucius said, "How can you teach a woman? Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is also. " Confucius said, "See the sage Si Qi, but if you don't see the sage, you will introspect." Confucius said, "In a threesome, there must be a teacher; Choose good and follow it, change bad and follow it. " Ceng Zi said, "A scholar has to strive for self-improvement and has a long way to go. Benevolence and responsibility are not only more important than death, but also far away. "Confucius said:" Cold knows the decline of pine and cypress. " Zi Gong asked, "There is a saying that you can walk all your life?" Confucius said, "Be lenient with others! Do as you would be done by. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
The next berth on Beibao Mountain, Wang Wan, and the next song on Castle Peak, I am boating with green water. On both sides of the tidal flat, there is no wind to stir my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
Qiantang Lake spring tour Baijuyi Gushan Temple north of Jiating West, the water level was low at the beginning. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
"Xijiang Moon" song? Xin Qiji's bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Tianjingsha? Qiu Si-Ma Zhiyuan old trees with withered vines are humming, bridges are flowing, and ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Mountain City Pu Songling is a mountain city, one of the eight scenic spots in the city. It has been different for several years. Yu Nian, the grandson, and his fans were drinking upstairs when they suddenly saw a lonely tower on the top of the mountain, towering high in the sky.
I am puzzled by each other, but there is no such monastery recently. Nothing. I didn't know it was a mountain city until I saw dozens of palaces and blue tiles flying.
After a few days, the high wall stands proudly, even six or seven miles, which is actually a battleground for military strategists. Hundreds of millions of people have buildings, halls and squares.
Suddenly, the wind is blowing, the dust is boundless, and the city is just blurred. The wind is clear and everything is gone; There is only one dangerous building that leads directly to loneliness.
The five windows of the building are all wide open, and there are five points on a line, which are also outside the building. Layer index: the higher the building, the smaller the brightness; Counting to eight floors, it is cut like a star, but it is dim and ethereal, and it is impossible to count its levels.
And the people upstairs come and go, or rely on or rely on, not the same. Over time, the building is getting lower and lower, and the top of it can be seen, and it is gradually like an ordinary building, and it is gradually like a tall house. Suddenly, it is like a fist like a bean, and it is out of sight.
I also heard that there were early walkers who saw the crowded shops on the mountain, which was unparalleled in the world, so it was also called the "ghost market" cloud. Although the tortoise lives long, the tortoise lives long.
The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Pass by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran, prepare chicken rice for me, old friend, you entertain me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
A Buddhist retreat behind the Broken Mountain Temple is often built in pure mornings, close to the ancient temple, and the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. Everything here is quiet except the bell.
I heard that Wang Changling moved to the left and the dragon was far away. There is such a record that Li Bai and Huayang fell into separate rules and Wen Daolong crossed five streams. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night, Li Shangyin asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose to Qiuchi in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Park Qinhuai Dumu smoke cage, cold water and moon sand, the restaurant near Qinhuai in the park at night. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
Yan Shu, Huanxisha, a new song, a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When will the sunset come back?
Helpless, let the flowers fall, as if I had met Yan's return, and Xiaoyuan Xiangjing wandered alone. Yang Wanli, who went to Songyuan Morning Cooking Paint Shop, went down the mountain as easy as blowing off dust, earning the wrong favor of pedestrians.
Entering Wanshan Circle, one mountain releases another. Like a dream, Li Qingzhao often thinks of the sunset in Xiting, indulges in it and doesn't know the way home.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
Random thoughts on reading-half an acre of square pond is open in Zhu, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Why is the water in the pond so clear? Come for the source of living water! Hurt Zhong Yong? Fang Zhongyong was born in Jinxi, Wang Anshi.
Zhong Yongsheng lived for five years and didn't understand books and tools. Suddenly he cried for it. The father, on the other hand, borrowed from the side and approached it, that is, four sentences of books and poems, which were named after themselves.
His poems were written for adoptive parents and families and passed down to a scholar in a township. Nature refers to things as poetry, and its arts and sciences are considerable.
People in the city are very surprised. They are a little nicer to their father or beg with coins. My father's interest is natural, and he will always pay tribute to the city people and let him be ignorant.
I've been listening for a long time. In Ming Dow, it has been twelve or thirteen years since our ancestors went home and saw them at my uncle's house.
To write a poem, you can't call it the smell of the past. After another seven years, I returned to Yangzhou and asked my uncle how he was.
He said, "Everyone has left." The prince said, "Zhong Yong's understanding is also accepted by God.
It is also blessed, far more virtuous than talents. If a chess piece is owned by everyone, it will not be influenced by others.
He is a man who receives heaven, so he is a saint, and he who does not receive heaven is for all; Today's husband is not subject to heaven, and he is not subject to heaven, only for everyone. Mulan's poems chirp, Mulan weaves into a family, and she doesn't hear the sound of the machine.