Poems about Yaozhai 1. Lugu Lake Poems
One Scene of Lugu Lake (Yun Xin)
The mountain spring is a pavilion surrounded by peaks and cliffs.
Pearls reflect the beautiful scenery in the lake, green and hazy.
Qijue Lugu Lake
Xiushan is surrounded by jade beads, water is floating, and girls are floating.
I don't appreciate the quiet beauty of Qingning, only know that my mother knows the present.
Seven wonders of Lugu Lake
In the painted lake of Shenshan Xiandao, the sunshine at three o'clock is different.
The fishing boat sings freely, and the plain skirt floats and the crane flies.
Yi Jiangnan Lugu Lake Style (Two Poems)
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The lake is beautiful and the boat is full of smoke. The emotion is surging, which makes people want to get drunk. There are many charming songs painted in Madami.
The night is short, don't be brothers. The moon is full of fragrant dew, and the clouds are tender and bathed in the Milky Way. What are your plans for tomorrow?
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Affectionate night, mystery Mosuo. The bonfire is red and romantic, the strings are melodious and dancing, and the soft songs ring the eyes.
Good morning, bloom. Chickens sing other love songs. If my brother has a dream in the future, will he think of Jiao E in his dream and be ashamed to answer?
Lu Qi visited Lugu Lake.
The Mosuo family visited the gods in Zhan Qing, Blue Mountain, Shui Gu.
Play in the leisure wild duck lake and meet on the shore of the peach blossom.
The bonfire lights up the national dance, and the wedding night meets the jade alliance.
Manidui made three turns in the morning, and Madami was sincere.
Lu Qi visited Lugu Lake.
The Mosuo family visited the gods in Zhan Qing, Blue Mountain, Shui Gu.
Play in the leisure wild duck lake and meet on the shore of brilliant peach blossoms.
The bonfire is full of red dance, and the wedding night is full of jade.
Manidui made three turns in the morning, and Madami was sincere.
Qi Jue er yun Lugu lake
Yi Yun
The water is clear and the mountains are green. If you come here, you can wash your intestines.
Give up all fame and fortune, and don't regret buying a drunk.
Eryun
Lugu Lake washes intestines, leaving two sleeves fragrant.
A few fishing boats can be imagined, and the jade mirror locks the skylight.
Yimei Lugu Lake
Beautiful Lugu Yuping, misty microwave and sparse stars.
The boat fluttered in the white clouds, casting nets for fishermen and dreaming.
It's snowy, vows of eternal love, lakes and mountains.
Mosuo village welcomes guests, bonfire pipa, Mao Dang Xian Qiong.
2. Describe a bleak poem
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Haggard, who can pick it now?
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Where were those lost times before me? I'll never see you again. I miss heaven and earth. There is no limit and no end. I'm lonely and my tears fall down.
Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung. What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If my bosom friend appreciates it, I won't refuse to sing the most difficult and elegant songs for him.
Ten years of life and death are boundless, thoughtless and unforgettable; Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward.
Looking around, lonely and sad.
No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.
This feeling can't be solved by relying on a small bench.
3. Zen poetry
In the history of China, scholars left many poems about Zen. I personally like these poems about Zen:
1. Tiyigong Zen Room
Tang Meng Hao ran
The righteous practice Zen silence and become attached to the empty forest.
The outdoor peak is beautiful and the front steps are deep.
The setting sun is full of rain, the sky is gray and gloomy.
Look at the lotus net, and you will know that you are not stained.
2. Go through the probation temple and negotiate with Ren Shangshan Hospital.
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Hold a bamboo stick at dusk and wait for the tiger.
Urge guests to listen to the sound of mountains and go back to the house to chase water.
Wildflowers are blooming well, and valley birds are whispering.
Sitting in the open forest at night, the breeze is as straight as autumn.
Spend a summer in Qingliu Temple to have sex with Zen master.
Don
Longzhong to the elderly, Xu Bu visited the Zen Palace.
If you want to ask healthy qi, you can see the disease from a distance.
In the eyes of mountains and rivers, in the law of the world.
Don't blame the heat, can give birth to the wind.
4. Collection of Qinglongshan Tanbi Brothers Courtyard
Don Wang Changling
Originally a quiet place, bamboo forests led to seclusion.
There are mountains outside the eaves, and heaven and earth are born.
5. Buddhist retreat after the broken mountain temple
Tang changjian
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, 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.
A thousand sounds have disappeared, and I only hear the bell.
6. Lindong An Baili
Tang Qiji
Tuas have a pocket rate, and the empty pool is full of white lotus.
Autumn wind and bright moon, in front of Ramadan cinema.
After the color is removed, the fragrance is very harmonious.
Who knows that there is no sex, and there is a kind heart.
7. Jiongji's occasional problems
Tangzhenggu
The past is long and sighing, how can it be disturbed by labor?
So the mountain never returns, and the tower climbs alone.
Listen to the deer in the autumn garden under the forest, sweep the leaves by the river and set the sun.
There are two peaks in the aftertaste, and I have seen the ice in Anxi Waterfall.
8. Shitan is a good place.
Minglizhi
Ten volumes are profound and eternal, and the spring breeze has a bosom friend.
In other words, looking at bloom on the lake, people are self-sufficient.
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Zheng Qing Banqiao
Trees are full of empty mountains and leaves are full of corridors, and robes are cool in the north wind.
I don't know how much autumn smells, so I rolled up the curtains and asked the sunset.
4. Poetry about the Moon or Plum Blossoms
Plum Blossom under the Moon Author: Wang Mian Year: Yuan
I have been addicted to plum all my life and wear a pair of shoes when I walk in the snow.
Six flowers are scattered all over the sky, and thousands of miles of Wan Li are the same color.
I rushed to the cold, not afraid of the north wind, and came here on impulse.
Flowers and trees are full of plum blossoms, as if Luo Fu had seen them before.
The south branch is inclined to the north, and the north branch has seen the old south branch.
One of them is amazing, and thousands of them are amazing.
Seeing this, I was overjoyed and drank plum blossom fairy with wine.
The fairy blamed me for coming late. It's been three thousand years since we said goodbye.
Drunk and lying in Zita Law, this dream helped Joan fly to heaven.
When you sober up, you will know how the night is spent, and you will be hungry for half a month.
5. Wheat Straw Poetry
1, Fang Fei rested, so the garden was broken and sad. Qin Louyue by Xiangziyin in Song Dynasty
Interpretation: At the end of spring, Fangfei fell, climbing high and looking at the old country was sad and painful.
2. Luoyang is in the Fangfei Festival and has beautiful and fragrant hair. The Jade House Spring by Ouyang Xiu in Song Dynasty
Interpretation: Luoyang is full of flowers, colorful and fragrant in spring.
In April, the world is full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the Temple of the Mountain begin to bloom. Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple by Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
Commentary: In April on the earth, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples in the mountains have just bloomed.
4. The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei. Two Late Spring Poems by Han Yu
Interpretation: Flowers and trees all know that spring is back, and they all want to keep the pace of spring and compete with each other.
5. Mo Yan's spring is full of fragrance and no midstream. He's Lotus-picking Songs in Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Don't say that spring is over, flowers and plants are withered, and some people pick water chestnut leaves and lotus leaves in the middle of the water.
6. Fang Fei Xiequ 3231313353236313635358685e5aeb93133365653934 Why do you hate it? Natsume is cute. Song Qin Guan's Dark March
Interpretation: What is hateful about the fading of colorful flowers? Trees in summer, dense and green, don't make you happy!
7. If you can't cross the mountain, who can sit on Fangfeiyue? Lu Sidao's "Joining the Army" in Sui Dynasty
Interpretation: Mountains thousands of miles away are impassable. How can I cope with the clear moonlight under the fragrance of flowers alone?
8, hate the world of wheatgrass, tourists do not appreciate, all pay, ying ying and Yan. Chen Liang's Water Dragon Hidden in Spring Hate in Song Dynasty
Interpretation: I hate this bustling world. The tourists didn't appreciate it, but they gave it to the oriole and Yan Fei.
9. The pods of willow and elm come from wheat straw, regardless of peach blossom floating or Li Fei. Cao Xueqin's Flowers-burying Poems in Qing Dynasty
Interpretation: frivolous catkins, shallow money, only know to show off their own wheatgrass. Whether the peach blossoms fall or the plum blossoms fly.
10, spring can't find a place to cry, hate wheatgrass and rest. Xin Qiji, a Song Dynasty poet, "He Xin Lang Bie Mao Family Twelve Brothers"
Interpretation: Crying until spring is nowhere to be found, and all fragrant flowers are withered. It is really hard and painful.