Poetry about Shao Hua (what and Shao Hua's poetry) 1. And Shao Hua. What poems?
1, Dong Qing Xi Shi's Young Beauty Shao Hua Begs to Live with People.
Young people are vying to live next door to others? It's gone. When will Zephyr Scampy return to Jiang Lai and Qianshan? Autumn sounds bring leaves rustling down, don't ring all over the corner of the city! Yun Zheyue is unclear, who washes the sky with the Yangtze River?
2. Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Nongchun Meat"
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. I still remember that deep feeling, returning to the boat for the department. In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain. Young people don't stay for teenagers, but when do they rest? When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Then Chunjiang burst into tears, endless and full of sorrow.
3. Cao Qing Xueqin's "Tang Duoling Catkin"
The powder falls on Baihuazhou, and the fragrance stays in Yanlou. Team after team, team after team into a ball. Wandering like a thin life, empty and romantic. Every grass and tree knows sorrow, and youth is bald. Sigh this life, give up and get it! Regardless, I will marry Dong myself, and I have to endure it for a long time!
4. Cao Qingxue Qin's "Linjiang Xian Catkin"
Bai Yutang Spring Dance, Kochinda Volume. Bees gather around butterflies. How many times have you walked with the water? Is it necessary to appoint Chen Fang? Never change, let him get together and let him leave. Laughter has no roots when you are young. Good wind, with its power, sent me to Qingyun.
5. Song Yan Dao Ji's "Qing Ping Le Qian Hua Bai Cao"
Let a hundred flowers blossom and a hundred schools of thought contend. Send it back to spring. Pickers are getting less and less popular. Dried plums with small leaves and plums. Xiao Qiong leisurely holds the pipa. Snow-scented gauze. Just a delicate branch, when the feast monopolizes youth.
6. Song Xin Qi Ji's "The Spring Banquet of the Five Gods of Hualian".
Who won the lottery with a pepper tray? Full of youth, strive for the spring breeze. I can't bear to recall the past and hate the Chinese New Year as a flower. Ask questions first when spring comes. I hate opening late at night, but I drift in early. The news of this year's flowering period has been decided, only worrying about the wind and rain.
7. The Feeling of Spring Rain by Chen Ming Zilong
Full of youth, the east wind is used to blowing red. A few cigarettes, only flowers are hard to protect. Acacia in the dream, so the king. There is no master in spring! Where the cuckoo cries, tears flow in rouge rain.
8. Wang Yuan Ding Yuan's "Drunk Taiping Cold Food"
Cry for a crow, cry for a broken youth. In the middle of the night, the rain moistens the dike sand and smells fragrant. Wash the mandarin duck tile of the painting building, and the colored rope is half wet. Sleeping in the window screen in the red sun and listening to selling apricot flowers in the street.
9. Wei's Yu
It's sunny and windy on the pigeon. Spring silently thanked her parents. There is a thick curtain on the horizon. Why do dusk clouds cover it? Gold is cold, jade is cold. I'm drunk and awake. A spring grooming won't make any difference. A few years alone.
10, Jin Yuanhao asked "After Three Emperors Left Nanyang"
Disappointment and youth flow, there is no plan to stay. One is happy and the other is sad. After the cold food, peaches and plums are in front of the wind. Serial jade, back to Jinwen, two people touching. The smell of dust is not far away, but the meaning spreads. Eternal hatred, rebirth. Idle fragrance is easy to cold, but lonely pillow dreams are difficult to round. Rain in the west window, moon in the south building, night like a year.
1 1, "High Balcony"
Red into the peach cheeks, green back to the willow eyes, Shao Hua has broken three points. If people don't return, they will blame Wang Sun. What time is it raining at noon? When the dream stops, I smell it first. Ask Dong Jun, because it's spring and I'm old and have nothing to do.
The eastern suburb of Shilixiang is full of dust, so jade music is arranged and the carving wheel is rectified. While the incense is burning, * * * looks for the red clouds on the island. Yi zhu's horse with a gold belt always ends up in name only. Don't worry about leisure, half for autumn, half for spring.
12, Song Maokun's "Jade Tower Spring"
At midnight, the east wind turns in the small garden. Blow-wrinkled mica surface of ice pool. When I saw the sunrise, I knew how to add a few lines to Bijie. A little smoke warms the willow first. It is still shallow that the residual snow forbids plum fragrance. I was absorbed in washing old Dong Jun and talked for many years.
13, "Landscape Ci" by Nv Jiao in Tang Xiang.
When Dragon Show was in full bloom, green spread and Shu Hua returned. The hometown is fat and the place is clumsy, and the room is decorated. Seeing absolute beauty, I am long and sad. Drunk and radiant, ethereal and mysterious, drunk for thousands of miles, smoky eyebrows. Tao Tao in the early morning, bustling at dusk, graceful dancing, beautiful to the end of the day. I am eager to promote flowers, and I am eager to get rich.
14, Song's Youth Journey (Lin)
Broken clouds are floating and hazy. Spring and flowers are powerful. The silver bottle is plain, Yuquan is golden, and its true color is red. It's hard to see a fair face, Qing Zi. Youth is growing, still next year, smiling at the spring breeze.
15, Song Zhang Xi 'an's "Langtaosha"
Heartbroken to send youth. Treasure these flowers. The snowball swayed against the wind. It is easy for people to fly over someone's house. Collect and disperse bitter suggestions. There is no intention of keeping him. Pedestrians shed tears and cloud. Today, the picture gallery is singing and dancing, and tomorrow is the end of the world.
2. Describe a poem worthy of the name
"Young" Tang Han Wo's eyes and mind are still alive, and he finally plans to secretly ask Qin Lou out.
Time is negative, people and emotions are not free, and it is difficult to meet each other. Covering your knees at night is too fragrant. Scratch your head when you are bored.
Cherry blossoms and pear blossoms make you heartbroken. ▲ That unforgettable youth, we met, we left, and everything was not helped by people.
"A plum blossom, a rain, a pear blossom, close the door" In the Ming Dynasty, the lingering sound closed the door on the pear blossom, forgot the youth and missed it. Pleasure * * * Who said that? Flowers are charming, and the moon is charming.
Sorrow gathers eyebrows, and a thousand tears mark ten thousand tears marks. See the sky at dawn and the clouds at dusk. When I walk, I miss you; Even when I am sitting, I miss you.
▲ I spent my whole youth thinking about you. Both sides of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army. Du Fu-xun of Tang Dynasty is in this distant west station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily. On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! . ▲ Youth is wanton and cheerful.
"Encourage learning" hit a stone with fire Jiao, but missed Yuan Wuyan. It is unnatural to learn without learning.
Everything has to be his own luck. He has to be my sage. Youth must be early, how can we grow into teenagers?
▲ Happiness lies in dreams. Look at me, look at the people around me, and look at the face that tirelessly struggles for dreams. Everything is clear. "Jiangnan Chunhuai" When Tang Li Bai was young, yellowbirds sang.
People in the world, I don't know where to go home, wandering, white-haired. The shadow lingers in Chu month, but the heart flies to Qin Yun.
This body is particularly brilliant, and the countryside has long been deserted. It's the end of the year. Where should we go? Sing Long song se bekin's song.
▲ Young people should keep a sense of youth. Every day should be optimistic, cheerful, positive, full of vitality and positive energy, with light steps and stars in your eyes.
"Into the glass clock" Don's glass clock is thick amber, and the small groove drops the wine really red. Cooking dragons, cannons, phoenixes, jade, fat and tears, Luoping embroidered curtains surround the fragrant wind.
Playing dragon flute and catfish drum. White tooth song, waist dance.
The situation is that youth will be dusk and peach blossoms will fall in red rain. I suggest you get drunk all day and drink to Liu Ling's grave.
▲ Four regrets of youth: unsuccessful confession, unrequited love, endless friendship and unsuccessful dreams. "Entering the Palace in March" Tang Lihe Qushui is full of red walls, and the wind is petite Ye Xuee makeup.
The curtain can be locked for thousands of years. ▲ The beauty of youth is that you have decided that there is nothing but youth, and whether you will continue to live in the future is a desperate luxury.
The title of the play is for two little boys. Liu Tang Changqing lives in a foreign land and has many children. How many joys and sorrows there are. I want to be ashamed of my white hair, and I think of my youth every time I watch a children's play.
I don't know who deserves the Lord, and I don't want to be separated from others. I'm glad I didn't get married until I was old, but my family is relatively covered with towels.
▲ fiery youth has many processes. After this process, it becomes an adult. "To" Tang's youth is the most romantic, and when he is twenty, he will worship Hou.
The golden distance of cockfighting crosses the garden, and jade spurs the horse out. Xiang Xun has little pity, but Fu Fenhe Lang is puzzled.
At dusk, the flute is played on the willow tree, and passers-by give directions to Fengtai. The square pond is like mirror grass sand, and the first moon is like a hook.
Open a new gold pit to see how to adjust horses and give money to Tongshan Xu Zhu. Blowing willows into the building on the embankment, hibiscus leaves the water to admire flowers.
At present, a captain takes care of him like a teenager. ▲ Youth is sweet first love, unbridled love, young and ignorant impulse and beautiful yearning.
Youth is what others say, "It's good to be young". "Send a friend" Tang Dumu has gained fame and fortune for ten years, and everyone is fighting for life.
Youth can't stay, but white hair is born naturally. Night rain drips homesickness, and autumn wind leaves parting feelings.
Fifty miles across the city gate, running horses and chasing chickens. ▲ The color of youth is hard work, the happiness of youth is serious, and most importantly, as long as youth has no regrets.
"You Nan Ting" When Xie Lingyun was transported in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, it was sunny in the evening and the clouds returned to the West. The dense forest is bright, and the far peak is hidden.
After a long sleep, the hotel overlooks the suburbs. Eupatorium adenophorum was gradually swept away, and hibiscus started late.
I am not tired of youth, I have seen Zhu Ming move. Feeling sad, the stars are gray.
The poison bait stops, and the decline is sudden. When you die, wait for autumn water and rest on the old cliff of the scenic weir.
Who am I interested in and who is smart? Only feast on conscience. ▲ Youth is in a hurry. Don't look back at those people who passed you by. Your future is always ahead.
3. Youth poems
After graduation, Tang Mengjiao used to be dirty and boastful, but now her thoughts are endless.
In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day. The tempering of youth will eventually become the capital standing in applause and cheers; After studying hard at the cold window for decades, it finally turned into the high-spirited spirit of "seeing all the Chang 'an flowers in one day".
Youth is the ideal for which we have been striving. Youth is the unyielding will in the deepest part of life, and youth is an indomitable positive attitude ... "March Palace" Tang Lihe is full of red walls and petite wind. The curtain can be locked for thousands of years.
Youth is not a period of life, but a state of mind. As long as there is poetry and distance, there is youth. Youth is beautiful, but it is too hasty. May we release all our passion and vitality in this most beautiful age! The title of the play is for two little boys. Liu Tang Changqing is in a foreign land, with many children, and many joys and sorrows are on him.
I want to be ashamed of my white hair, and I think of my youth every time I watch a children's play. I don't know who deserves the Lord, and I don't want to be separated from others.
I'm glad I didn't get married until I was old, but my family is relatively covered with towels. At a certain age, whenever we see children playing innocently, there will always be a sigh, where were we in high spirits at that time? Time gradually changed our appearance, but polished a stronger and more mature heart.
"Persuade" jiao attacks stones with fire, there is no smoke without fire. It is unnatural to learn without learning.
Everything has to be his own luck. He has to be my sage. Youth must be early, how can we grow into teenagers?
Everything depends on your own practice, and the knowledge gained by others can't replace your own talent. Work hard as early as possible when you are young, and don't waste your youth.
Maybe we are no longer teenagers, but what time can't take away is a heart of longing and hope for tomorrow.