A poem about duality 1 Poetry describing antithesis
1, looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking back again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
2. Every tree in Hanyang has become crystal clear, and grass grows in Nautilus Island. -Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
3. The red flag rolls the serf halberd, and the black hand hangs the overlord whip. -"Seven Ways to Shaoshan"
4. The sea is dying, and the spring breeze enters the old year. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
5. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. Make further progress-Wang Zhihuan's "Heron Tower"
6. Red rain turns waves at will, and Castle Peak deliberately turns bridges. -"Seven Laws and Two Poems to Send the God of Sorrow"
7. Xiang Yang looked at the world coldly, and it was hot and rainy. -"Seven Laws Climbing Lushan Mountain"
8. Draw a building to fly to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills. -Wang Bo's "Teng Wangge"
9. The mighty nine sects flow to China, and once again run through the north and south. -"Bodhisattva Man Yellow Crane Tower"
10, two orioles singing green willows and a row of egrets flying into the sky. -Du Fu's quatrains
1 1, Wuling winds and waves, and Wumeng walks away with mud pills. -"Seven Laws, Long March"
12, bash one's eyebrows coldly at a thousand fingers, bow one's head as a willing ox. -Lu Xun's "Self-mockery"
13, it's cold outside the autumn snow window in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the gate. -Du Fu's quatrains
14, the four seas are turbulent and angry, and the five continents are shocked. -"Man Jianghong and Comrade Guo Moruo"
15, we looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. -Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
16, the trees are all autumn, and the mountains only have light. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope
17, only drink Changsha water and eat Wuchang fish. -"Water Turning Around"
18, moonlight in pine forest, crystal stone in stream. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. -Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
19, flags are in sight at the foot of the mountain, drums and horns are ringing at the top of the mountain. -"Xijiang Yue Jinggangshan"
20. The butterflies in the Flower Gorge are deeply seen, and the water dragonflies fly for a long time. -Du Fu's Qu Jiang Du Jiu
2 1, thousands of miles of ice, snow in Wan Li. -"Qinyuan Spring Snow"
22. Looking at the mountain from a distance, listening to the silence of the water. -Anonymous "painting"
23. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10,000 seeds in autumn. -Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers"
24, thousands of villages are left behind, and ghosts sing. -"Seven Laws and Two Poems to Send the God of Sorrow"
25. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass to dispel our worries. -Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"
2. Complete works of poetry with duality.
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
By the sinking ship, Qian Fan passed by, in front of the sick tree, Wan Muchun.
Diligent in taking care of the world, he gave his heart to both generations.
The waning moon is born on the sea, and the spring breeze enters the old year.
If the sky is affectionate, it will be old, and if the moon is ruthless, it will be long and round.
Looking at a thousand fingers coldly, I bowed my head and made a willing cow.
Only drink Yangtze River water and eat Wuchang fish.
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold.
Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
But as long as you climb a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles.
It's autumn wind and cold snow in Xiling, and Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, we are more worried about raising our glasses.
One elder sister is not as charming as the second, three inches golden lotus and four inches waist.
A long pole, an inch hook, a gondola,
A bright moon in one day catches an autumn moon in one river.
A sail, an oar, a fishing boat, a fisherman and a hook.
A bow and a smile, a bright moon and an autumn.
Eight streams in front of the 100-foot building, four strong flutes, and six bridges in the west.
Pass books to bid farewell to Sanchun geese, and smell chickens on pillows for five nights.
On Tanabata, every girl met a cow, and the case was over ten years old.
Thousands of thoughts return to September, and orioles crow in February.
3. What are the poems with duality?
In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.
-Li Shen's "Lai Minnong"
From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but you can't hear the sound.
-Anonymous "painting source"
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
-Wang Ji's Wild Hope
Two orioles sing green willows, and a white egret rises to the sky.
-Du Fu's quatrains
Qingchuan has a vivid picture of poplar trees and lush grass.
-Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
Through the flower gorge, butterflies can see deeply, and dragonflies fly with the water.
-Du Fu's Qu Jiang Du Jiu
The painted building is facing Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain is rolling the sunset rain in the western hills.
-Wang Bo's "Teng Wangge"
4. Ancient poems and sentences about duality
If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn.
-Li Shen's "Compassion for Farmers"
Seeing the mountains from a distance is colorful, but listening to the water is silent.
-Anonymous "painting"
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
-Wang Ji's Wild Hope
Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
-Du Fu's quatrains
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and the grass in Nautilus Island is growing.
-Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao
Butterflies are deep in the flower gorge, and dragonflies fly leisurely with the water.
-Du Fu's Qu Jiang Du Jiu
Draw a building to fly to Nanpu Cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk.
-Wang Bo's "Teng Wangge"
The moonlight in the pine forest, the crystal stone in the stream, the whisper in the bamboo forest, the laundry girl went home, and the lotus leaf gave in before the fishing boat.
-Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
-Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Village"
Mao Zedong's poems pay the most attention to antithesis.
5. What are the antithetical poems?
Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Birds come and go, people sing and people cry. If the sky is affectionate, it will be old, and if the moon is ruthless, it will be long and round. The sea is full of waning moons, and the spring breeze enters the old year.
day of mourning
(Tang) Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Cold food is on the road.
(Tang) Song Wenzhi
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
cold drink and snack
(Tang) Han Yi
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 door is that thing
(Tang)
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
day of mourning
(Song) Wang Yuqiao
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.
(Song) Wu Weixin
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the grave
(Song) Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
Work in the suburbs
(Song) Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;
Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Saskatchewan.
(Ming) Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.
"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"
(Ming) Wang Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.
6. What are the poems with duality?
Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn. -Li Shen's "Benevolence for Agriculture" looks at the mountains from a distance and looks at the water silently. -The trees in the painting "Anonymous" are all in autumn, and the mountains are only radiant. -Wang Ji's "Wild Hope" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. -Du Fu's "Jueju" The rain on the western hills is rolling in the dusk of the bead curtain. Wang Tengting by Wang Zhibo, the moonlight in the pine forest, the crystal stone in the stream, the clear sound among the bamboos, and the lotus leaf in front of the fishing boat knife. -Wang Wei's "An Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains", we watched the green trees surrounding your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. And; The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. Leaves fall like a waterfall, and I watch the long river always roll forward from the face, and the clouds are next to the horse's head. Looking up, I found it was moonlight. I lowered my head and thought about my hometown. The mountains cover the white sun, and the ocean drains the golden river, but you can broaden your horizons by walking up a flight of stairs. Two orioles sang green willows, and a line of egrets went to the place where the sky had shed tears, and they hated birds. Qing Chuan remembers Hanyang trees and parrots vividly.
7. Three ancient poems about binary opposition
Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Xijiang moonlit walking on Huangsha Road
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 Xitou.
Changgexing
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
Hope to adopt ~