Liu Zongyuan's Poetry and Ancient Poetry

Jiang Xue 1

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold snow.

2. Fisherman

The fisherman rests on the western hills at night, learns the clear water in the morning, and cooks for firewood.

The sun disappears like a cloud, and there is a noise from the green mountains and green waters.

Looking back, the fishing boat has drifted below the horizon, and white clouds are floating in the mountains, chasing each other.

Step 3 be fond of living

For a long time, I was very happy to be an exile in this savage south.

I am now a neighbor of growers and harvesters, and I am a guest of the mountain forest.

I plow in the morning, turn over the grass with dew, and tie a fishing boat at night to break the quiet stream.

I walked back and forth, hardly meeting anyone, singing long poems and staring at the blue sky.

4. early plum

Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.

At night, the north wind blows and smells fragrant, adding a touch of white to the thick frost in the morning.

I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.

Cold English is on pins and needles, why comfort distant guests?

5. "reading"

Thank the world silently and peep at Tang Yu silently.

From ancient times to the present, looking up and down, ups and downs, thousands of kinds.

When you are happy or laugh at yourself, you will feel embarrassed.

Pale green flowers scattered all over the floor, passing by.

Different from the past, the plague disturbed the spiritual building.

At first glance, there is nothing in the text.

Who's talking to you, but it's bamboo.

When you are extremely tired, you will lie down. Being familiar with sleep is a Sue.

I don't stretch my limbs, but I am happy from the heart.

It is better to be proud than to be a Confucian.

The Tao is silent, and the mistress donates prisoners.

Smart people are stupid to me, smart people are stupid to me.

The history of books is full of complacency, and diligence can make up for it.

You are six feet tall. Don't be driven by fame.

6. "Climb the Dragon Tower and send May to seal four states"

On the tower at the end of this town, the wilderness began, and our desire reached as far as the ocean or the sky.

The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall.

We can't see anything beyond 300 miles, except vague Woods and mountains, and there are nine rivers winding in our stomachs.

* * * There are 100 Guangdong tattoos, but the music and books of the wanderers are lagging behind.

7. "drinking"

Get up in the morning, with a deep sense of lack of fun, leave your seat and open a bottle of sake.

First, the patriarch who drank wine to make wine was the father who left the wine for me to drive away sadness and boredom.

For an instant, it feels like a world apart, and I feel the excitement between heaven and earth.

The continuous mountains have changed the original quietness, and the green running water contains warm breath.

Outside the south gate is a towering tree.

Shade can cover yourself, and you can chat in the shade all day.

Even if you are drunk, don't refuse. The beautiful grass can be used for us to lie down.

Even those who are richer than Chu Jin may not know the fun of drinking.

8. "Seeing the Mountain with Master Hao Chu and Sending Friends to Beijing"

The sharp mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

If you want to become 100 billion, go to the peak to see your hometown.

9. "See and Send in Caoxiang County"

Before the mountain was broken, Meiyu Qinghe flowed eastward; Poet, you stand on the bow of the ship in the distance.

Your message poem is like a spring breeze, which arouses my infinite affectionate thoughts; I want to take Shu Pinghua to see you, but you must be busy because of business.

10, "Looking at the West Garden in the middle of the night with the bright moon"

Wake up in the middle of the night, hear the heavy dew, and open the door to face the garden in the west of Yuxi.

A Leng Yue is rising in Dongling, and the crystal sound of the air is that the water is flowing against the sparse roots.

The farther away the spring is from the rock, the more you can feel the birds' calls. Birds on the mountain make amazing soul calls from time to time.

I leaned against the pillar of my room until dawn, and I was very lonely. What else can I say?

Zong Yi Bieshedi 1 1

Scattered residual red all over the gloom, double hanging farewell tears across the river.

The treacherous party, because the party did not leave the capital, lived more than 6 thousand miles away; I left Baiyue desolate, gaunt and poor for the rest of my life.

Guiling malaria forest, black clouds hanging white; Welcome to the beautiful future of Dongting with spring scenery and water and sky.

Fang Wei depends on dreams, and acacia is willing to sleep on the pillow; Wandering in the dim light, the clouds seem to be real.

12, "Autumn Walking South Valley Through Decadence"

In late autumn, the earth is covered with thick frost and dew, and in the morning, I walk in the deep valley.

Yellow leaves of the Yellow River cover the bridge, and an ancient tree is seen in the deserted village.

Cold mountain flowers are scattered alone, and deep stream springs are broken.

I have forgotten my skills for a long time. Why bother the elk?

13, "Nanzhong Jianti"

The cold of late autumn gathered in Nanjian, and I went alone at noon.

The autumn wind hovers in the stream, and the shadow of braintree is like a horn blowing.

When I first arrived here, I didn't feel it. Walking into the deep gorge a little bit seemed to forget to dissipate.

In the deep valley, it sounds like a low bird song, and the cold stream echoes in the ripples.

Dreams always leave the soul of the capital, and it is sad to miss the tears of old friends.

It is easy to feel lonely, but it is better to get lost.

Why am I so depressed? I know why I am depressed.

People who will be demoted to Yongzhou in the future will definitely like my poems.

14, Walking Alone in Yuxi North Pool after Rain

Stop at Zhouzhu, Liming and Guangming Village Pier in Yun Yun.

The tall trees are near the pool, and the night wind scares the rain.

If you are not satisfied with anything, I will be a guest and host.

15, Leaves of Ficus carica in February in Liuzhou.

The official feeling is full of sadness, and spring is half like autumn.

The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.

16, Ode to Jing Ke.

The state of Qin is at war in the state of Qin, and Yan Taizi Dan is very worried about this disease.

Fan decided to use his head as a token of Qin's short-term strategy, and let Jing Ke go to Qin with a dagger.

The annual gift and Jing Ke's support coincided with the slaughter of people, and the military situation was very critical.

Deep resentment stirred up resentment and gave the head a blow. Jing Qingyuan opened his eyes and said goodbye to Jingshiyan angrily.

A sad song in the north wind, Xiao Shui bid farewell to the scene, and a song of wine offered a whip to the world.

The sealed fan box was sent to the old enemy Qin Wang, and the map of Yan State was opened in front of him and went to the land of Yan State.

Suddenly there was a flash of lightning, and the poor dagger was seen, but the person holding the dagger was not an expert, and his heart was surging and his heart was pounding.

How sharp he was when he started to act, but now he hesitates.

Suddenly, like a rainbow across the sun, it came and went in a hurry, but it came from the killing.

The king of Qin drew his sword and flew into a rage, and his voice rose like thunder.

Yan Wang of Yan, in order to please the head of the king of Qin, was still chased and ran without shelter.

Qin Bing was razed to the ground to eliminate pro-family, and Yan and Yan State in government offices were burned.

Started to act, hoping to eliminate the disaster, but finally touched the box of disaster.

The annexation of the king of Qin was based on Zha Li, which was different from the merger.

How can we imitate the story of the brave man who robbed Qi Huangong? This is called foolhardy and stupid.

The historical events in the world are flawed, and Tai Shigong has always sighed from the beginning of the Qin Dynasty.

17, Meiyu

Myrica rubra fruit set is rainy, the sky is vast and boundless, and the time is only late spring.

I am so worried that I can't sleep at night. Monkeys cry at night, and good dreams easily wake chickens.

Rain and fog spread from a corner of the sea to the end of the Antarctic, and Jiang Tao flooded the ferry from the north with a bang.

White clothes are dyed by plum rains in the south of the Yangtze River, but not by the dust in Beijing.

18, praising history

Yanyou, it's far from you.

When you were three years old, you had great honor.

Leisurely, the East China Sea is full of clouds.

I know that the world is different and the Oracle bones burn.

Appoint a stone, who cares about stupid creep.

The storm is lurking, and the meaning of resentment is different.

If you don't make a plan, you won't hear it.

In order to be loyal, regardless of his heart, Yan Zi also hung down his words.

19, "Brave and Bright"

In the era of Qi Sanhao, I met the enlightened emperor Qin Mugong. They were all big-minded, and each share was brilliant.

They tried their best to assist the imperial court, and made Qin form an alliance with other countries, which was blessed by all sides.

Three good loyal ministers are sincere and polite, loyal ministers are sincere, and the friendship between the monarch and the minister is as clean as autumn frost.

He was born as good as a man and refused to be a trilateral member.

A strong man was buried in a deep passage, and he was so brave that he wanted to fill the coffin.

It is not a gift of kindness to die with him and his faithful minister!

The inheritance of the overlord is so weak, but the kingdom of Chu Jin is thriving.

Wei Wudi's son's son is not from his father's life, human martyrdom, but realized that his father was confused by illness and left life without obedience.

Kang Gong followed the indecent practice and fell into his father's trap. I will rise up against the fatuous Qin Kanggong.

20, "Cage Eagle Ci"

The bleak autumn wind, with thick frost, the eagle spreads its wings to meet the dawn.

Clouds are foggy and the rainbow is broken. Send a message to Hiraoka with lightning.

Thorns are hard to remove, but foxes and rabbits are boundless.

Claws save lives, steel beaks are stained with blood, hundreds of birds hide, eagles look around, no one can beat them, and they can't help being impassioned.

Unexpectedly, the hot summer suddenly came, and the sick eagle's feathers fell off and its vitality was greatly hurt.

The fox and mouse in the grass dare to take risks and face human harassment, and it is difficult to sleep after a night of provocation.

The eagle is willing to rely on the high autumn of the next day to get rid of the heavy shackles.

2 1, Wei

Confucian scholars are well-behaved and are quite good at the name of bows and arrows.

Twenty trips to Taihang Mountain, crying at dusk.

Before the illness, I asked questions and there were flowers hanging down.

I'm so secretariat, dereliction of duty also xiking.

Even if it is stolen by a group of thieves, there is nothing left to win.

Rich and not stingy, both women are charming.

Seeing the expulsion, who knows life and death.

If you are killed, don't resume the morning signing.

When you listen to Gao Yi, your eyes crack.

Hang a bow and ask where you are going. You are excellent.

See steal cold Yin Jian, list is angry.

One shot killed the chief Shuai, and the others were stunned.

Give the order to bind, and the rope will stand up.

For a long time, he was punished by the blade.

However, he didn't give it himself. He ordered it to follow his father.

Take care of your shoulders and turn to the future.

Knock on Shi Huo at night, and the mountains are as bright as day.

Father and son embrace each other more, tears and blood are arguing.

I am willing to return the goods with a nod. My daughter is called my uncle and nephew.

When you are on the road, you will pay attention to justice and benefit.

The teacher was ill. In ancient times, surnames were not used for fighting.

I have been doing Confucianism for ten years.

Generous Zhang Xuzhou, Zhu.

Lose one's body and gain something, and get out of the city.

Yuanmen stand a strange man, Huai aquatic autumn wind.

Your marquis is still alive, and his subordinates are in love with each other.

Independence violates the king's order, and the bells and drums ring.

You don't want to break down, and you don't want to do it.

Look up and lead the blade, who cares about shape.

Martyrs do not forget to die, but die of loyalty.

Duh, leaning towards the son of the powerful, you should learn from it.

My song is not mourning for death, but mourning for the world.

22. Occasionally in Summer

The summer in Yongzhou was wet and hot, so that the man dozed off drunk, pushed open the north window and had a long sleep.

When I woke up at noon, I only felt the silence of the earth and the sound of a cup of tea when new tea was smashed in the bamboo forest.

23. "Smell the oriole"

Listening to the cuckoo clock in the morning and evening, I didn't expect that the song of the oriole was suddenly introduced.

Familiar cries interrupted my sleep by the Xiangjiang River, showing the vitality of my hometown.

The mountains are thousands of miles, the sky is sky-high, and the wheat waves are rolling.

Kyoto Prefecture collects preferential taxes and donations from farmers. After the busy farming season, villagers come and go to ferment rice.

In the courtyard of the deep house where the smoke is curling, the people in the village greet the people on the south side of the village from a distance.

The oriole flies in the sun, crosses the pool high, and the wind looks askance at the slender wings of willow leaves.

I am now in the hometown of Wanshui, Qian Shan, just like the Hakkas in Chu can't go home anymore.

Why do birds from your hometown come here reminds me of my distant hometown.

Stop chirping and fly back with your wings. The penicillin you love will have ripe fruit.