When Baochai broke it in half and left Taoye Ferry, Nanpu was already bleak, and smoke hung over weeping willows. I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days. The heartbroken patch is red-hot, and no one cares; Whoever calls, the songbirds stop. Look at the temple. Try to return the flowers to the date and count them again. Luo Zhang's light was dim, and he choked in his dream: It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't know where the sadness was going, and he took it away.
Jing Tian Shachun
Bai Pu
The spring mountains are warm and cool, and the pavilions and curtains are dry.
Willow swings the courtyard.
Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Qin Guan Qian Qiu Sui
Outside the sand by the water, battlements retreat in spring. Liu Ying's flowers, the lightness turns, are heard too fast and too thin. Oh, wandering alone, worrying that the wine is getting thinner, it is rare to get drunk. Missing day after day, body and mind have been burned to ashes. Recalling yesterday's Xichi meeting, herons flew with Gai. Hand in hand, who is here today? Ah, the ship goes around the sun and the moon, and the dream is broken, only the bronze mirror, and the rosy face is gone. Spring has passed! A quick flush valve is like the sea.
Song Yan Dao Ji from Philip Burkart.
Red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and thousands of miles miss travelers.
After the flood, where can I send books?
Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone.
I can't write gradually, because I am deeply in this situation, and the red note is colorless.
Red sunflower
Song chenyuyi
I am afraid that the peony will turn purple again, and I doubt that the peony will fly red again.
Enchanting does not distinguish between mulberry girls, deeply fascinated by the next Weng.
Watching the sun in March and boating on the West Lake in light rain.
Zhang songzi
It's only after the storm that it becomes clear, with lakes and mountains.
People walking on the grass come out, and there are boats everywhere.
The flickering red light of the candle
Song Zhang Yan
Ask a boat to cross the water and go for a swim when picking incense. A year in Chun Qing is divided into two parts, how much is spent or how much. Easy to prosper. And the garden and fast-flushes were not cleaned. Old people are drunk, but if they don't come for a few days, they will be green and fragrant.
Xiao Zhongshan/Xiao Zhongshan
Song Jiangkui
Cold food is popular all over the imperial city. The second dock is just across the street, Liu Qingqing. Jade steps are full of delicate feelings. God bless you, you can go back to Beijing in spring. The magpie newspaper leans against the door. An Yu helped her, and she was more intimate. Seeing flowers and having fun slowed down the trip. In order to compete for a welcome seat, the hall bowed to the public.
Tizabi
Song luyou
If you are not satisfied with your hair, you will cherish your old age.
As a monument to the mausoleum, it is a dead letter. Shizangshan is still painstaking.
How naive bamboo shoots are worn out by green money, and there are birds in the rain.
Sleeping in the north window, I feel the breeze blowing golden.
Dianjiangchun
Song Zhou Zizhi
Swallows are windy, and there are countless flowers on the branches of Momo. Deep in the chaotic stream. It is raining red everywhere. Call for spring and send it back. I'm confused. Liu Lang stepped forward. Remember the route when you come.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Ju Hee Song
It's red at night and cold in spring. The light Joan Hinton has passed, and the red night has passed. Toast is green. All yin and green wine respect. Old fairy poems are good. Good sentences make fairies old. The dragon hates to send the new year. Fang nian sends a long hate.
Bianzhou first
Song Zhaogongke
The willow building is deep, pushing the dream to rise at the beginning, and worrying about the rain in front of the mountain. Light green clouds, flying red and wanting snow, the sky can't keep spring. Excuse me, the east wind is drifting, and the end of the world is endless. Unfortunately, romantic, three students dumay, young Zhang Xu. Go hand in hand. I'm afraid to go to the old place on the stage. The sunset sings cuckoo, the tobacco is cut off, and no one can speak. It is better to re-endow Jiangnan than to listen to Xihe singing with others. Break the Joan pot, and in the village, beat the drums for a few minutes.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Modern Wang Guowei
Curled whip silk washed down the floc and returned to spring. What is the promise of spring? The pavilion has a heavy curtain, and it is easy to dusk, and red rain bursts out in the curtain.
Deliberately hurting the complaining spring, suffocating Luo Zhou, the action took ten days. I hate the years, I can't stay, I want to know that I hate the years!
Sentence:
Song Wang Yun
Every piece of fast-flushers is dead, and the pomegranate with red shift is more energetic.
Couplets: red rain all the way;
Thousands of trees are scattered in the shade.
-Anonymous Longmen couplets from Kunming
2. Hong Fei's poem 1, sunny beach and autumn.
Year: Yuan Author: Bai Pu
The lonely village is in the setting sun, and the old tree is in the west of Western jackdaw. Under the small Fei Ying, there are green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
2. Farewell to the West Building of Youth Travel Service
Year: Song Author: Yan
After leaving the West Building, the wind in Gao Lu is very cold, but the moon is very clear. In the shadow of Hong Fei, beyond the anvil, forever and ever towards the Jade Pass. On this occasion, the mountains are heavy and the waters are far away. How can we entrust the Western Expedition? Mrs. Kim dreams of wasting Ding Ning. Search all the short pavilions.
3, "Water Tune Song Tou Zeguo Autumn Night"
Year: Song Author: Han Yuanji
On the autumn night in Zeguo, Hong Fei is in the sky. Where is the Central Plains? Clouds are thousands of miles away. Today, under the ancient Changgan Bridge, all resentment is flowing with the water. When will the West go to the East? The sun sets, the pipes move, and chrysanthemums dance in the west wind. Jiang Nanan, Huainan Ferry, even the grass is empty. The tide in Shicheng falls, and the solitary smoke tree locks away from the palace. Respect the beauty of wine in the past, and the beauty of architecture in Mo Wen. The past is nothing. But laughing at Dongshan is old, who leads by the nose.
4. Bodhisattva and Zephyr are both annoying to pedestrians.
Year: Song Author: Xin Qiji
The west wind is hated by pedestrians. The horse's head is getting happy, and the return time is coming. Try going to Xiaohonglou. Hong Fei worries about every word. A quiet place. There are countless mountains around here. Unlike the distant mountains. Make faces at each other.
5. "Zen Man Merges for Praise"
Year: Song Author: Shi Zhengjue
Half-white hair and reddish smile.
Without the image of wild water and autumn, Cong is meritorious.
China is a butterfly, and the sky is far from flying.
Excuse me, how many places are there at a time, east, west, north and south?
3. What are the poems about "Xia Hong"? 1, the morning glow is all over the sky, and no birds enter Wu. Between the sky above and the sky below, the river is gone forever. -From Li Bai's "A Song of Lushan Mountain" to "The Imperial History of Lu Xuzhou" in the Tang Dynasty.
Vernacular interpretation: Cui Yun and Xia Hong are in the morning sun, birds can't fly, but Wu Tianguang is long. Climbing high and looking far, the world is spectacular, and the river flows east, which is gone forever.
2, the stars rotten Oriental patent, Xia Hong slightly out of the southeast, and Lv Lang hitchhiking on the spot. -From the Tang Dynasty: Li He's Sitting at Night
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: In a trance, the morning star rises from the east, and after the splendor, the sky reveals a touch of red sunrise. I can't forget this scene. It was the time when you got on the horse and said goodbye to me.
3. The blue curtain is a wisp of red. At night, the branches crow and the cold smoke is thick. Xiaolou is worried about painting East. At dusk, there was a flute and a Yun Lan wind. -From the Song Dynasty: Chen Liang's Xiao Zhongshan's pen, Xia Mu Hong Yi.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the silky rosy clouds in the blue sky are stained with a touch of brilliant red. On the branches of Sophora japonica, birds call friends, and the cold smoke is getting thicker and thicker. I leaned against the painting column, worried about the east of Xiao Lou. The moonlight is sad and hazy, and through the blue clouds, waves of sad flutes float in the evening breeze.
Hai Xia is red and green, with mountains and smoke. The scenery of the old capital is prosperous. Draw a halberd at the gate of the bridge, facing the panoramic view and leaning against the golden pagoda. Lotus pond, willow pavilion, Hongqiao reflection, blue boat flying, tourists gathering and dispersing, in a lake. -From the Song Dynasty: Liu Yong's Early Mei Fang Haixia Red.
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the morning glow reflects the red West Lake, and the green hills are shrouded in clouds. Hangzhou is a beautiful and prosperous place. There are many halberds painted on the left and right sides of the gate of the bridge building, facing the neatly arranged vast and orderly market, and the gold color contrasts with the turret. Lotus leaves and water chestnuts beside the water, willow catkins floating in Tingzhou, arch bridges reflecting the water, boats moving fast, and tourists gathered in one lake and one mountain.
5, the sky is blue, dyed in autumn. The dragon in Aodai Snow Mountain stung, and the wind soon blew to the sea. Counting the little lights, the sky is red and wet. Bai Niao has a straight sail and listens to the night flute across the river. -From the Song Dynasty: Zhou Mi's "Watching the Tao on the West Five Mountains in Wen Que"
Interpretation of the vernacular: the sky is blue and the water is clear, dyed into a clear autumn scenery. The tide of the river is like a snowy mountain carried by a turtle, and it is like a sleeping dragon waking up from a dream. The strong wind lifted the sea as if a wall had been erected.
Some green hills in the distance are like a bun on a beauty's head, filled with fog and green. The faint Xia Hong is like a newly woven tulle, with a surging tide splashing wet. On the horizon, Bai Niao sails and sails, and at night, melodious flute sounds come from the other side of the river.
4. Poems about the hair clasp, played in five tones and three poems, are presented at the end of the hall.
The car moved to the phoenix and the fork turned to the rainbow flag. It is sincere and sincere to pay tribute to beans during the week.
The emperor was clever and the gentry bowed. Chen Ting Dale, it's too small.
Coagulation is negative, and the clothes are arched at the end. Flowers and the moon are arranged in a row, and the flowers are bright.
The incense of the imperial furnace is scattered and gloomy. * * * You are newly married, and you are chilling.
Spring Garden in You Xiang, depending on the situation. You miss Acorus calamus, and I feel bitter and cold bamboo.
The flowers of calamus are more colorful, and the cold bamboo has German leaves. I am stronger than you at this time, and your heart is not as good as my concubine.
Stepping on the bank of the jade river, the demon Shao helped the green man. Goose can swim by itself, and warbler can live by itself.
You think spring is good, and I sing to it. When you were dissatisfied, I abandoned my golden boudoir.
The conclusion is concentric, and the joys and sorrows are not together. If you complain about your speech before swallowing, you may get something that makes you sad.
Husbands in the world are easy, but women on the road are difficult. It starts with the day and the moon and ends with a meteor.
If you trust a beautiful woman, you will feel depressed. This is not a moth to a fire. It's not too late for the wives and concubines of Lujiang petty officials to close their knitting.
I want to be long-term, but now I've been thinking about Sauvignon Blanc. After having a son, you will help Chen Liang.
Yan Juchong lived in the Three Dynasties and has been to the birthplace of Jiuchun. Swear to the end, sericulture pro.
If you want to return, you can't follow, and gold is given to passers-by. A clean woman with a clear conscience, from the riverside to Tianjin.
In these ten million years, who should ask waterfront? I still remember advocating the construction of family style, and everything about my husband was sealed.
I thought hard when I went, but my heart grew when I went. I don't pity the old, a thousand years in Longxi.
Therefore, we should always use it carefully and worry about the continuous surplus. Origin * * * knot, several people and bandits stone.
Therefore, I carved Liang Yan when I was two years old, and it continues to this day. Today, Emerald Mei Ting blooms in Bi Cheng.
Birong began to apply, and the yellow leaves had dropped. Why do you want to read Fangchun? Aromatic alcohol flows easily.
What's the use of entertainment? Entertainment in Russia. My home is Wushan Yang. How long is the way home?
I haven't finished my feelings, I have made a profit. Sang Yu reflects the sun, and the grass is full of Gorkon.
There is running water under it and osmanthus fragrance on it. Ramulus Cinnamomi does not need to be broken, it is clear and clean.
Giving to a gentleman is better than wheatgrass, and it will never die. Give you tears, lovesickness is endless.
My concubine has a A Qin mirror and a treasure box full of pearls. From the 28th of next year, don't remember Yi.
I have no light and silence, and I can't bear to take a picture. Today is a gift, but acquaintance is the opposite.
Spring scenery is beautiful, and the new dew is crying and the new plum blossom is crying. Spring leaves are staggered and new flowers overlap.
Flower shadows fly away, and birds bring songs. Look at the snow. How can it jump back?
Wandering in the fragrant pavilion, you can walk out of the garden. If you want to visit Yuanyang Temple, you should cross Taoli Trail first.
The wind belt is loose, and the hairpin is low. I want to ask about the music tonight, but I listen to songs.
The stars are sinking at night, and the moon shadow is deeper. The skirt is light enough to wear, but thin enough to spend.
The fine wind blows precious socks, revealing wet red yarn. Watching music, the blue light shines for nine years.
The great king rested for a while and rewarded the fairies with his heart. Open the porch to welcome the ban and take a wild column feast.
Staggered songs, graceful feather flags hanging. If the jade pool flows, the cloud pavilion gathers non-smoke.
Zhan Lu medicine day, smoked wind into a string. Great virtue and mysterious creation, microscopic objects and Tao Zhen.
I accompanied Yao to the water banquet, but I still used the toilet. Last month, Zou had a quarrel and chatted for days.
I like Guanghua Dan, but it also hurts my old age. Jude Ji was promoted to China and Japan, which was awesome.
The narrow slope leads to the phoenix pavilion and the road leads to the brothel. The hotel is open and the porch is covered with a fishing ditch.
What a wonderful dance in the west, the main leader became famous. The peaks are suspicious of fog, and the gullies are interested in hiding boats.
Hua Die's words are in the wind, and apple algae contains spring flow. After the banquet, the wine column is high and Shan Ye is quiet.
Spring scenery is beautiful, and the new dew is crying and the new plum blossom is crying. Spring leaves are staggered and new flowers overlap.
Flower shadows fly away, and birds bring songs. Look at the snow. How can it jump back?
Wandering in the fragrant pavilion, you can walk out of the garden. If you want to visit Yuanyang Temple, you should cross Taoli Trail first.
The wind belt is loose, and the hairpin is low. I want to ask about the music tonight, but I listen to songs.
The stars are sinking at night, and the moon shadow is deeper. The skirt is light enough to wear, but thin enough to spend.
The breeze blows the precious gown, gently revealing the wet red yarn. Watching music, the blue light shines for nine years.
Ascending to the green room, Hua Wei said. It is also like a peach and plum hair, more like a phoenix flying.
The golden house is really like an elephant, and Wu Hui is promoted to Yao Tai. Colorful tassels are sitting in the blue, and feathers are full of clothes.
Cloud road moves chariot, Tianjin turns mirror. Fairy beads are illuminated and returned, and Bao Yue reflects again.
Look at the garden, have a good feast, and enjoy the first music. Silk and bamboo were smoked by the emperor and awarded by Chen Qing.
Clouds cover Guang Xiao, and the sun is shining in the morning. The astronomical scenery is beautiful, and the words are sharp and fragrant.
Autumn is scattered in the jade court, and the silver palace is cool in the evening. Taiping is super ancient, and life is boundless.
Wang Yuan's poems are widely circulated, and he prefers Lingyou after writing. When the crane cover first moves, the dragon seal will send you on a long journey.
The letter closes the door to say goodbye, and the shore leads the boat. The north forest tree is divided into gardens, and the east overflows the Yugou.
Birds sing with feathers and ride shadows to drag flowers. Shengze Jiupu, the seventh week of astronomy.
The earth brought elegant music and a hookah ball. The ancients said that a word is heavy and tastes for a hundred years.
Today, I am very happy to meet you and look forward to my life. Gin and Hebei blend well.
Travel with you every day, and be sincere all night. In first frost, willows are crisp, but when it snows, it feels loose and virtuous.
I can say whatever I want, thanks to my cold name. Warm liquid pours slowly and waves jump quickly.
Thank you for your sincere reward. It will take a long time. The sacred wine talked for thousands of minutes, and Zhang Chen hung on seven obsidians.
From then on, it was like a lifetime ago. "Hongnong Qingyan Qu has a rock to sit on, and every time you wipe eleven songs, you will be given a poem." Tian Youyan believed it and called him Lingshi. In fact, he escaped.
Pei Huicheng Cuilong, shore barge with deep stream. It is cloudy in the evening and the scenery is half rainbow.
When the wind comes, it will roar and rise and fall. Servant also Yang Yingke, empty qi looked at him.
When you see a mountain man, you plant Artemisia and stick Chenopodium. Serve the immortals and sit high for half a day.
The second one is moving, which seems to be a five-star company. I went to the emperor's extreme, and I went to the royal banquet.
May you be together for a hundred years because of chrysanthemum wine. Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and there are nine gates in the city.
You can't see the strength of the emperor, so you know that the son of heaven respects you. The emperor lived in Hanguguan, Dili, and served in the back hall of quail wild dragon mountain.
Five-latitude series pictures, stars, eight-water shunt horizontal axis. The Qin fortress was closed 120 times, and the Han family left the palace 36 times.
Guidian is opposite to Lou Yu, and Jiao Fang is connected with Jindian. Three streets and nine streets are beautiful and open to thousands of families.
The complicated road leads obliquely to the magpie's vision, and the intersection points directly to Phoenix Terrace. The sword entered the Nangong, and the hairpin came to the North Que.
World-famous, cultural relics such as Zhao Hui. Hook Chen Sulan, blue waves floating Huai city.
The copper feather should return to the wind, and the golden stem should be exposed. School Wen Tianlu Pavilion, learn to fight Kunming water.
Judy resists the platform, and Huang Fei communicates with Qi Li. The platform is full of worship, cooking gold and jade and ringing bells.
There are 3,000 small halls and 12 large avenues. Bao Gai carved a saddle, a golden horse and a blue window embroidered with jade dragon.
Embroidered columns with white walls, Wang Housheng, the king of Jin Mingyu, has a high status. Princes and nobles are close ministers, heading north and heading south.
The money for the banquet is shared by the Lujia, and Chen Zun is responsible for the accommodation. Zhao and Li became good friends, and Xiao and Zhu got married.
Feng Dan Zhucheng is white at dusk, and the green cattle are full of red dust. Chivalrous pearl plays the role of weeping Yang Road, and advocates women's silver hook picking mulberry road.
Advocating home peaches and plums is self-indulgent, and Jinghua Rangers are light and fat. Yannian's daughter-in-law and brother-in-law, and Luo Fu let you ride home.
Tie ribbons and knit ready-made clothes. In spring, your honour is full of flavor, and in autumn night.
That poem about willow is pure and clear, but spring is nameless.
The spring mountain is warm and the pavilion is covered.
Willow swings the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Shanxi village tourism
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
From now on, if you take the moon leisurely, the staff will knock on the door all night.
I occasionally become Hao Cheng in spring.
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers follow the willows across thousands of rivers.
When people don't know leisure, they will be called learning from teenagers.
The second ambassador of Paiyuan, Anxi Wangwei.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their relatives when they go out to the sun.
Juyuan Yang in early spring is in the east of the city.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.
The drizzle and rain in early spring
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Cold food hanling
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
The south of the monk in a quatrain
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
6. Poetry about Xia Hong, "Young Mermaid, Red, Dry and Dull"
Year: Song Author:
Samarium is red, dry and dull. It must be fresh and fresh.
Wear a skirt to the waist. If you don't have a gold house on earth, you may not be able to sell it.
Ying Ying is willing to support you. Mantuoxia Hongpei
Don't splash dust and dirt when you fall. Stay at the top of the cave, pan-poetry.
A piece of Lushan empire Lu Xuzhou.
Year: Tang Author: Li Bai
I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.
Holding a green jade stick in his hand, he bid farewell to the famous Yellow Crane Tower early in the morning.
All five holy mountains, no distance, according to a constant habit in my life.
Lushan Mountain stands beside Nandou, and the clouds stretch like nine screens.
Its shadow in the Crystal Lake deepens the green water. The Golden Gate Bridge leads to two mountains.
A silver stream hangs down to three stone bridges. Within sight of the huge tripod waterfall,
Back to the cliff, the mountain is green. A cloud in the morning light,
No birds can fly to Wu there. I climbed to the top. I look around the world,
The river is gone forever. The yellow clouds were blown away by the wind for hundreds of miles.
A snow peak is surrounded by a vortex of nine streams.
I like singing for the majestic Lushan Mountain, which thrives because of its scenery.
When looking at the stone mirror to purify the soul, Xie Lingyun's footprints were covered with moss.
I will take the elixir of life to eliminate the world and practice the three Dan and three products.
Watching immortals in colorful clouds, holding hibiscus in hand.
Immortals have met in nine days, and I hope to see you invite me to visit Taiwan.
Suwangwu Temple of Heaven
Year: Tang Author: Ma Dai
The stars are half dark and half green, and Xia Hong shines on the waves in the distance.
The Temple of Heaven broke loose and brushed the snow, and cast a brief cold light glance at the jade cave cloud.
I didn't see anyone, so I should be able to hear birds singing in the depths of the forest.
I don't know who will take Jin Yong to send a man to the fairy temple to worship the old gentleman.
Sit at night
Year: Tang Author: Li He
Who has seen horseshoes? Seeing Beidou go straight to Tianhe.
The west wind is full of green waves, and the lead flowers laugh at the green moths.
Singing Sauvignon Blanc for you, the frost outside the curtain flies backwards.
The stars rot in the east, and Xia Hong shoots from the southeast.
Lu Lang travels to Yi Daiban.
102 poems
Year: Song Author: Yuan
Xia Hong wears blue sky and egrets touch moss.
No one can sigh without Yan Liang first.
Roots come out from above and seeds come out from flowers.
Just cover it, no need to guess,
Green mountains and green waters, temple cheeks. Sometimes I can't find it,
Still coming.
Jinshan Temple
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Tides rise and fall, dark wave snow-capped mountains, fishing boat and moon in Pu Yuan.
The pine path from the bridge to the temple gate is small, and the sill is as bright as the spring eye of shi bo.
Along the way, the trees are green, the river is bright and the red clouds are shining.
Looking at the clouds and water all around, there are thousands of blue peaks.
There are thousands of peaks in the light, and the water meets clouds and smoke.
On a sunny day, Hai Xia is red and the trees in Xiaotian River are green.
Qingbo Shiyanquan is the sill, and the path Songmen Temple faces the bridge.
The bright moon is a fishing boat, fishing is a puyuan, and the mountains and rivers are dark with the tide.
Send Jinshi to the South China Sea
Year: Tang author:
Several of Xia Hong's works reflect the sunset, and the monarch's clothes move more.
Pedestrians don't sigh that Yun Lan is dying, and spring grass is fragrant in the countryside every year.
The snow is blue, the cold is thin, and the geese complain for a long time.
There should be no sadness and waves, and Twelve Jade Buildings are not my hometown.