The poem about ignorance is 1. A word to describe ignorance.
1) The wicked have no friends. All for Love by English playwright and poet Joe Dryden
Ignorance is the mother of loyalty. Ignorant statement, Cole the hen
Ignorance is the mother of admiration. Joe Chapman, English playwright and poet
4) Prejudice is the product of ignorance. William Hezlet, English essayist.
Surprise is the daughter of ignorance. Vico,/kloc-Italian linguist, jurist, historian and aesthetician in the 0/8th century.
Pride is the product of ignorance. Socrates, an ancient Greek thinker, philosopher and educator
7) Fear often comes from ignorance. Emerson, American writer
8) The first hunger is ignorance. Hugo, French writer
2. Don't be ignorant of the meaning of Dongda ancient poetry.
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
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1. Dong Da: Dong, a famous pianist in the Xuanzong period of the Tang Dynasty. Ranked first among brothers, so it is called "Dong Da".
2. Wei: dim.
Jun: It means Dongda University.
This is a farewell song to the famous pianist Dong. During the prosperous Tang Dynasty, Hu music was popular, and few people could enjoy such ancient music as the lyre. Cui Jue has a poem: "Seven strings are cold and five tones, and this skill of knowing friends has been difficult since ancient times. Only Fang Zilu (Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty) in Henan Province has always pitied Dong Lanting. " At this time, Gao Shi was also very depressed. In wandering around, he is often in a poor situation (he wrote in "Don't move big" II: "The husband should be poor and cheap, and there is no money to drink today." )。 However, in this farewell poem, his cheerful attitude and heroic style make his farewell speech passionate and inspiring.
The first two sentences, "Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the white sky is shining, and the north wind is blowing goose feathers and snow one after another", describe the scene at that time in simple terms: the north wind roared, the yellow sand and Li Qian covered the sky, the clouds everywhere seemed to turn yellow, and the bright sunshine was indifferent at the moment, just like the afterglow of the sunset. It was snowing heavily, and the geese flew south neatly. In this bleak and magnificent environment, the poet bid farewell to the musician who was stunted but unappreciated.
The last two sentences, "Mochow has a vast road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you", are comforting friends: you won't worry about meeting your bosom friends when you visit here. Everyone in the world doesn't know you, Dong! How loud and powerful the words are, full of confidence and strength in comfort, inspiring friends to struggle and struggle.
3. Ignorant poetry
Young people listen to the rain, young people listen to the rain, and the red candle is faint upstairs.
In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn. Accompanied by the clouds and the fragrance of heaven (decorated by Song Hezhu), the mountains are winding, the distant mountains shine, and the bells and drums ring at dusk.
Candles reflect the curtain, flies remind the machine, and bitter autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Ying and several anvil pestles.
Disturbing the world, one year old (1). ①: Next to the "gas" of "invasion", it was changed to the "horse" of drunkard's conceit, saying that money would be paid in spring.
Wandering around North Road and visiting Nanpu, I hate nobody. Lai Yue Ming once knew that this old place was a good place to travel, and he would daydream with the clouds.
Long songs are sunflowers in the Qingqing Garden of Han Yuefu, and the morning dew is waiting for the sun. Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am often afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of Kunhuanghua will wither. A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
4. A poem describing loneliness and sadness without a bosom friend
1, the piper went to Lou Yu, who was heartbroken? 2, sitting alone, advocating independent pay, lying alone.
Standing hurts, even touching people hurts. 3. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
The sober man and saint of the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker left his name. 5, the soul dream is unbearable, more embarrassing.
6, it's hard to say, the window is bright and clean, and the shadow is still romantic. 7. I miss heaven and earth, and there is no limit, and I cry alone.
8. Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken. 9. Wash and dress, and lean on Wangjianglou alone.
10, who saw a lonely person traveling alone, ethereal and lonely. Netizens who have seen this beautiful poem have also seen this poem about loneliness, the saddest sentence in the world, those sad sentences 1 1, only the running water in front of the building, you should remember me and stare at me all day.
Looking at that place, I added a new sadness from now on. 12, I sang. The moon encourages me and I dance. My shadow is rolling in the back.
13, it's easy to meet, but difficult to leave, so where will I look back? 14, all the lonely cries fly towards the moon and shadow.
15, broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless. 16, this time, what a sad sentence! 17, tears on the pillow are like rain outside the window.
18, few friends, who will listen to the broken string. 19, walking in the bustling crowd, every step is lonely, every step is lonely.
5. What ancient poems describe your confusion about the future?
An ancient poem describing confusion about the future;
1, I threw my food bar and cup aside, I couldn't eat or drink, I pulled out my dagger, and I peeped in four directions in vain. Vernacular translation: I'm so worried. I put down a cup of chopsticks and don't want to eat. Pulled out his sword and looked around, feeling at a loss.
2. It's hard to go! Where is Ann now? : Source: Li Bai's Complete Tang Poetry. Vernacular translation: How difficult is the road to life, how difficult it is, and where is the real avenue?
3. The road is as wide as the blue sky, but there is no way out in front of you: the source "All Tang Poems", Li Bai. Although the avenue is as wide as the sky, I have no way to go.
The sober people and saints in the old days are forgotten, and only the great drinkers are always famous: the whole source of Tang poetry is written by Li Bai. Translation of vernacular Chinese: Since ancient times, sages and benevolent people have been silent, and those who drink well have a good reputation.
I ask myself and always answer, what can be better than going home? : The source of Wang Wei's Complete Poems of Tang Dynasty. I don't think there is any brilliant strategy to serve the country, but I just want to retire to the mountains in my hometown.
References:
Three poems are hard to go by (Li Bai's poems)-Baidu Encyclopedia
6. Poems about confusion
1. If you keep cutting, the reason is still chaotic, which means that you have left sadness, especially the general taste in your heart.
2. If life is just like the first time, what is the west wind sad painting fan?
You can't eat toast, I pull out my dagger, I peep in four directions in vain.
Mochow has no bosom friend, and everyone knows you.
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
5. The Lord of the kingdom is very hard on us? People who have affairs are not our kind. Only when I am lonely will I close the door of my old garden.
6. Now that I'm dead and buried, I don't know when. According to the people who bury flowers today, who will be buried tomorrow?
7. If only my art could make me famous. The official called in sick. Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
9. but I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker? There is a sad mist on the river waves.
10. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, fall in love with the floor, and say they are worried about assigning new words; Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to talk about it, but it's a cool autumn.
1 1. I threw the food bar and the cup aside, I couldn't eat or drink, I pulled out my dagger, and I peeped in four directions in vain.
12. I turned my heart to the bright moon, which shines on the ditch.
13. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.
14. I ask myself and always answer, what is better than going home? .
15. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
7. Have you ever lamented that a poem has no confidant?
Send the road
[Tang] Jia Dao
Otherwise, I will fly to shrike at sunset.
Run the Longmen, Song Yue Mountain is high.
Sighing that there is no confidant, combing your hair and falling white hair.
Going from the army, the wind and water are booming.
Tuse
[Yuan] Wang Mian
The color sinks into the island, and the autumn sound enters the distant forest.
Hong Fei often looks after shadows, and it's easy to be sad alone.
Acquaintances have no confidants, but friends have little news.
Unfulfilled ambition, selling wine and chanting Buddha.
Glass city
[Yuan] Wang Mian
Water stays outside Liaocheng, forgetting to eat and sleep and listening to the sound.
The smoke is even white, and the lonely moon is close to the boat.
Things change, mountains and rivers exist, and time-shifting vegetation is shocking.
I have no pity for my friends, but I feel sad alone.
Book sigh
Lu You in the Southern Song Dynasty
Young people want to sweep Chen Hu, they know a lot until they are old!
Looking at the mirror has been sad and depressed, and I feel scared.
In life, Uncle Bao can be a confidant, but in death, he must leave his neighbor.
Look west, you don't need to wipe your sick eyes. Chang 'an's Crown Sword has been updated several times.
To Liu Cunji
[Modern] Wu
The dispute over the square inch is common and tiring, so there is no reason to worry about the stylus peanuts.
People look for bosom friends because they are down and out, but they are sad when writing poems.
Luoshui dreams back thousands of miles, and Shushan breaks a hook lightly.
Don't be annoyed by the cuckoo's cry on the pillow, and urge Liu Lang to leave before it's too late.
Quail day
[Song] Liu Kun
Bamboo attracts the morning glory of the whole street. The moonlight screen of the hedge hut.
The firewood wine is in the glass lamp, and the beans and plums are in the white jade plate.
Don't be annoyed, laugh. Win a smile in my life.
Three thousand miles without a bosom friend, a hundred troops seal.
chrysanthemum
[Tang] Li Shanfu
Before I get through the frost under the hedge, I have to endure teaching late and avoid the sun.
Selling nature has no strength, and there is no yang and a little kindness.
Planting land can not be made of jade, but can be proud of gold if necessary.
When Tao Qian died, people who knew him found him weeping in the secluded bush.
Gao Shi's Don't Move Big
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
I want to talk to Yao Qin, but I have few intimate friends. Who will listen to a broken string? -Xiao Zhong Shanyue Fei
I'm not hitting anyone! All smiles are friends, but it's hard to find a bosom friend.
We know each other all over the world and have a few close friends.
Nineteen ancient poems
There are tall buildings in the northwest, flush with the clouds.
Cross sparse junction window, aging third order.
There is a string song on the floor, with a sad voice!
Who can compose this song? No one is Qi Liang's wife.
Merchants in the Qing Dynasty drifted with the wind in the Middle Song Dynasty.
Sighing again and again, generosity is more than sadness.
I don't care whether the singer is bitter or not, but I hurt my bosom friend.
I would like to fly high for two swans.