First, good words are warm in three winters and cold in June.
Source: Ming Dynasty "Augmented Sages"
Interpretation: describe a word that is well said, not only others get help, but also they are very happy. Especially when people are sad, a kind word will turn a worried heart into joy. Suitable for argumentation in argumentative writing, such as demonstrating dialogue skills. It is also suitable for expressing your feelings in the narrative.
Second, how many things happened in the past, the past is empty. Full of confidence, everyone is silent.
Source: Yuan Dynasty Author: anonymous Malingdao
Interpretation: full of worries, all in silence.
Third, something happened, but the gentleman said a word and the villain didn't listen.
Source: Ming Dynasty "Augmented Sages"
Fourth, her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? .
Source: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
Interpretation: Listening to the weeping of pipa, I have already shook my head and sighed; It makes me sad to hear her talk again. We are all sad people who have fallen to the end of the world; Why do you ask if you have seen it before when you meet today?
Verb (abbreviation for verb) ... She was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.
Source: Tang Dynasty Author: Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
Interpretation: moved by my words, she stood for a long time; Turn around and sit down, then tighten the strings and dial the urgent tone.
Baidu Encyclopedia-"Augmenting the Literatures"
Baidu Encyclopedia-Pipa Travel
Reference source: Baidu Encyclopedia-"Full of confidence, nothing to say"
2. Poems describing bel canto There are three poems in ancient China: "Copy the sound to the text."
Han Yu's Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano, Bai Juyi's Pipa, and Li He's Poems by Li Ping.
Listen to Ying Shi play the piano.
Just like a pair of close children whispering, I had a dark conversation with two beautiful friends, the secretary.
Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword.
Clouds and catkins have no roots,
The world is wide and far away.
There were hundreds of birds, and suddenly I saw a lonely phoenix.
You can't climb this line,
Fall out of favor and fall.
I have two ears, so I don't have to listen to diaosi.
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes.
It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
Original: quotations from Li Ping
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Original text; Pipa player's song
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
With a stream of water, a silver vase suddenly broke; The soldiers screamed with swords and guns.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
3. Poem about Speech: Heavy Snow in Lingnan
Year: Song Author: District
Wan Li sand, frozen corals in the sea, flowers.
Although there is a spring order in Luoyang, who asked Yuan An's Chu Shi family?
Lingnan in spring
Year: Song Author:
The window is like a cloud, and the clever words only smell the spring birds.
Sleeping on the futon, sitting still, smoking tea on the stove.
Keju Lingnan
Year: Song Author:
It's windy in Bai Bo, so how do you feel about coming home?
The fire nation of bloom is early, and the boat carries the spring rain.
Fear of snakes burning gallnuts prevented the decline of species.
The wife of the Dongkou merchant sends nocturnes from time to time.
In Gengwu, there is no snow in wax, which is common in Lingnan, but bitter cold is rare.
Year: Song Author: Zheng
The eaves are shaken with bamboo, and the jade is abrupt at night.
Looking at the pine trees on the top of the mountain, I was lonely, thin and frozen.
I am happy to send the pavilion, and I will see flying snow.
If you wait too long, your feet will be as hard as iron.
Castle peak is not old at all, and dusk rain is desolate.
If it's not the earth's atmosphere, it won't leak.
Cut the clouds underwater and rest only in the void.
The wax is cold this year, and every mouth is cold.
This is the sound of the first snow, washing the heat of Lingnan.
Don't be surprised, there is no difference in essence.
There must be a forest of smoke, and everyone has a knot.
The color of the grass is moist as crisp and looks scorched.
4. The famous vocal phrase "Looking at the Sea" in ancient poetry is Cao Cao.
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
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 in Beibao Mountain is Wang Wan.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
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.
Xin Qiji in Xijiang Moon
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
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.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,
Small bridges and flowing water,
The ancient road and the west wind are thin.
The sun went down,
Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
5. A poem describing a good voice There are the following three sentences in China's ancient poems: "Imitate the sound with the text."
Han Yu's Listening to Ying Shi Playing the Piano, Bai Juyi's Pipa, and Li He's Poems by Li Ping.
Listen to Ying Shi play the piano.
Just like a pair of close children whispering, I had a dark conversation with two beautiful friends, the secretary.
Like the wind, who is singing the flag? A soldier likes to fight the king with his sword.
Clouds and catkins have no roots,
The world is wide and far away.
There were hundreds of birds, and suddenly I saw a lonely phoenix.
You can't climb this line,
Fall out of favor and fall.
I have two ears, so I don't have to listen to diaosi.
Listening to your music, the piano suddenly rose, making people sit down low.
In the panic, I reached out to block my chin, and tears had already poured into my eyes.
It's not unusual for a master to be good at kung fu. Don't fill my chest with ice and fire.
Original: quotations from Li Ping
Wu Si, Shu and Zhang Tong are in high autumn, and the empty mountains are not flowing.
Jiang Yue wept for Motome's sadness, while Ping Li was playing China.
Kunshan jade broken Fengming, hibiscus crying, Xianglan laughing.
The cold light melts in front of the twelve gates, and the twenty-three silk moves the purple emperor.
Nu Wa makes up the sky by refining stones, and the stones break the ground to stir up the autumn rain.
Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu Mian leans against the laurel tree, showing his feet and flying obliquely to wet cold rabbits.
Original text; Pipa player's song
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings condense, and the condensation will never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
With a stream of water, a silver vase suddenly broke; The soldiers screamed with swords and guns.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
6. What poems describe talking less? 1. I'm afraid of recent emotions, just like autumn leaves before the wind.
Explanation: It's best not to talk, everything is silent.
Said by: "Good things are close at hand, but we can't finish meeting."
Author: Li Chi Ngai (Song)
2, the tongue is silent, the peaches and plums are exhausted, and the depths of Zhelin are hoarse. Spring belongs to radish.
Explanation: don't talk. Peach blossoms and pear blossoms will thank you Let's get to work.
From: "Looking at Jiangnan/Recalling Jiangnan"
Author: Su Shi (Song)
3, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook.
Commentary: Silent and lonely, I slowly climbed up the empty West Building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue and
I will accompany you.
From: "Nothing to say when I meet you and go to the West Building"
Author: Li Yu (Tang)
4, the sea and the moon can still tilt and promise not to move.
Explanation: The sea can dry up, the mountains can collapse, and the promises made cannot be changed.
From: Chronology of Tang Poetry, Volume 18
Author: Li Bai (Tang)
5, but seeing Dan Cheng as blood, who knows that false words are like a spring.
Commentary: But it looks like a red blood and loyalty. Who would have thought that all this was a lie?
From: "Heaven can be measured"
Author: Bai Juyi (Tang)
7. Sentences about describing language Every sentence of the old headmaster touched the heartstrings of the people present. Like thunder, it woke people up. It is like a tonic, which makes people excited; It is like tonic, which enhances people's strength; Like a fire, it warms people's hearts!
The teacher's kind words are like clear spring water, nourishing my heart.
The teacher's warning is to let me make continuous progress, like sesame blossoms, and the section is higher than the section.
These words of the teacher hit his heart, like a spring rain, which fell on the field after a long drought and quickly infiltrated.
How energetic he speaks. Every sentence beats my heart like a hammer.
She doesn't talk much, but she carries a lot of weight. Every word she said resonated with her classmates.
She is like a seeder that never rusts, constantly sowing the seeds of ideals and knowledge in children's hearts.
The teacher's inculcation, like a warm current, flowed into her tired heart.
She lost her temper and said, "You are a girl, not that I look down on you. How many times can you weigh it with a scale! "
As if he had found the lost treasure, his eyes lit up and he shouted three times in a row: "Good! All right! Good! "
"This, this, this ..." He suddenly ran out of Jiang Lang and his tongue became shorter.
When the old man said this, he suddenly stopped, like a string that was pulled too fast and suddenly broke.
Don't turn your head and play with your ass in my woodpecker.
As the saying goes, there are people who love Sun Monkey, and there are also people who love Pig Bajie. When the Woods are big, there are all kinds of birds.
"As the saying goes,' Men don't flick when they have tears'." You are an open officer, crying like a girl, aren't you shy? "
You are really a ghost worshipping flowers, and you never tire of it. After all this time, you still don't care
We are a small pharmacy, and we can't keep your ginseng.
She belongs to a flashlight, so people don't shine on themselves.
He snorted and said, "You are a sugar blower with a big breath."
She muttered, "fleas are not big, you must lift the quilt!" "
8. "Looking at the Sea" Complete Poems Cao Cao faces Jieshi and looks at the sea in the East. The water is so dense, there are so many mountains, so many islands, so many trees, the autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough. The trip to the sun and the moon, if it comes out; Stars and Hans are very clever, if they are not here. Fortunately, they even sang to sing. Looking at the next berth of Beibao Mountain in Wangwan and the next song of Qingshan Mountain, I am boating in green water, with a wide low tide shore and no wind alone. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Where can I buy hometown books? Geese, return to Luoyang. "Qiantang Spring Tour" Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, with a flat water surface and low cloud feet. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and new warblers peck at spring mud. Bloom is becoming more and more attractive, and shallow grass can throw horseshoes. I like the little eastbound lake, and the white sand embankment is green in the shade. "Xijiang Moon" Xin Qiji's bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze chirps at midnight. Listen to Daoxiang. At two or three o'clock, it began to rain in front of the mountain. In the past, this road turned to the bridge. "Tianjingsha Qiu Si" In Ma Zhiyuan, the old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the ancient roads are thin and thin. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
9. There are hundreds of short poems and ballads describing language, and midnight is the most pitiful; Generous voicing, voicing is natural. -"Song of Midnight"
Like the lotus of water, it has the nature of nature. -Li Bai's "After the chaos, Tian En Liu Yelang recalled the past and gave Jiang Taishou a good slaughter"
Fresh and fresh, Yu Kaizheng, Jun Yibao joined the army —— Du Fu's Spring Memories of Li Bai
Yu Xin's articles were more mature in his later years, and his pen was superb and vigorous, like a tide, with ease. -Du Fu's "The Play is a Six-quatrain"
You should learn to love the ancients, but you can't despise people like Yu Xin and Si Jie, and ask them to be consistent in love and words. -Du Fu's "The Play is a Six-quatrain"
For the sake of human nature, there are many beautiful sentences, and the words are not strange. Du Fu's On the Value of the Sea-like Water on the River
Twelve Poems by Du Fu to Relieve boredom (6)
Recalling Meng Haoran's Xiangyang, poems and songs in Qing Dynasty can be handed down from generation to generation.
In other words, today is a new word for the fifth, and the head is shrinking.
On Poetry (IV) Zhao Yi
I learned to speak English when I was young, but I didn't learn enough.
It takes three minutes and seven days to learn.
Most of Yuan Haowen's 30 poems are about language, among which the following are prominent:
On Yuan Haowen (No.4)
Tao Yuanming's language is plain, natural and natural, abandoning the applied fiber, revealing the true beauty of simplicity and making reading always new.
Tao Yuanming himself is an ancient man, but that doesn't prevent him from still being a A Jin dynasty man.
On Yuan Haowen (No.7)
The elegy of generosity never spreads, and the vault is natural.
Zhongzhou has always been heroic and went to Chilechuan in Yinshan.
On Yuan Haowen's Poems (28)
It's hard to be beautiful and close to my son, but it's pure and completely lost.
On Shi Ning's going to worship in Fuweng, not a member of Jiangxi society.
On Yuan Haowen's Poems (29)
Spring grass in pond, Xie Jiachun, is a new word.
Pass the message behind closed doors, Chen Zhengzi, pathetic and useless!