Turn the tail and connect the chain to clear the name.
1. Spring is beautiful, magpies are noisy before Tianjin, magpies are noisy before Tianjin, and Liu is beautiful before Xin.
Liu Jinmei's New Hualien Butterfly New Hualien Butterfly often comes and goes.
2. Frequent visits, recent love, recent love, and Liu Jinxin.
Liu Xinmei money into noisy que Qin Xichun money into noisy que.
Singing butterfly
"This from the butterfly, two flowers fly. Sending a message to know each other will never violate it. " (Ode to the Butterfly by Nan Liangjian and Deng Wendi)
Author: Li Shangyin
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. And a moment that should have lasted forever, it was at that time that compassion came into being.
The sky meets heavy clouds, the moon is near residual wax, and sometimes it is quiet.
When you enter a jade pool, butterflies play one after another, and the color is not human.
-Yong Yule Huang Shang
golden
Author: Li Shangyin
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.
Precautions:
1, Jinse: a beautifully decorated musical instrument. A plucked instrument, usually with 25 strings.
2, unprovoked: why still. Words of resentment.
3. Fifty strings: This is Togu's word. The author meant that Jinse should have been 25 strings.
4. Zhuang Sheng sentence: It means that you are as broad-minded as Zhuang Sheng, and you are also crazy about Meng Xiao. Zhuang Sheng: Zhuang Zhou.
5, looking at the emperor sentence: It means that your mind can only be pinned on the soul of the cuckoo. Wang Di: According to legend, Du Yu, the emperor of Shu, was named Wang Di. After his death, his soul became a cuckoo.
6. Beads have tears: It is said that there is a Jiao Ren outside the South China Sea, and his tears can make beads cry.
7. Lantian: The name of the mountain produces beautiful jade in Shaanxi today.
Rhyme translation:
Jinse, why do you have fifty strings?
Every string and paragraph reminds people of the year of Huang Jinhua.
My heart is like Zhuangzi, confused by butterfly dreams;
It is also like watching the emperor turn the cuckoo into a cuckoo, with longing and sorrow for love.
Hai Ming Yue Ming, Jiao Ren's tears are pearls.
Lantian is sunny and warm, and you can see good jade and good smoke.
The feeling of joys and sorrows should not be remembered today.
It's just that I was careless at that time and I was already disconsolate.
Comments:
This poem has always had different annotations. Or think it is a funeral work, or a patriotic article, or a theory that compares oneself with literary talent, or a tribute to children. But most people think it is a mourning poem. Some people think that the first 50% off harpsichord is 25, suggesting that the deceased woman is 25 years old. This is a bit far-fetched However, it is true that the first couplet mourns the early death. Taking Zhuangzi's dead wife as a drum basin, Zhuan Xu wept blood, indirectly describing the joys and sorrows of life. Necklace couplets use the allusions of sharks dropping beads and good jade producing smoke to vaguely describe the world's coldness, which is beyond my reach. Finally, I wrote about my casual love before my death, and recalled my melancholy and unforgettable feelings after my death.
Untitled One by Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
The stars last night and the wind last night,
On the west side of the studio and on the east side of the cinnamon room.
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix,
The mind acts on the mind.
Through the wine of spring, when it warms me, I will remind you how to bet.
One after another, we rolled the dice under the crimson light.
Until the drums call me to do my duty,
I got on my horse and rode away, like a water plant cut off and drifting.
Explanation: I don't have Cai Feng's flying wings, but my heart is like a rhinoceros horn, connected by a small white line.
Appreciation: The poet's two poems are obviously about his love experience. He and his lover live in two places and can't meet each other, so he said, "although my body doesn't have wings like a bright phoenix." Although they can't communicate with each other, they have reached an agreement on thoughts and feelings and communicated. "However, I feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn" refers to this. The following sentence is often borrowed by later generations, but it is not limited to love. According to ancient records, there is a kind of rhinoceros horn called Tong Tianxi, which is white as a line running through the head and tail. It is regarded as a supernatural thing, so it is called Linxi, and the imagination of "one-stop communication" comes from this. Feng Shu, a Qing man, said, "This couplet is beautiful and effective in Quincy's life." (See Review of Yingkui Method and Meridian), which shows its far-reaching influence.
However, I feel that the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn is often used to describe the resonance between lovers. For example, they have the same view on something and the same way to solve problems.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Hard work is the most pitiful day, month and month. The past is like a ring, and the past and the past are lost. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. It's easy to die without that kind of fate. The swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.
The word "love" often says: it's so hard!
This kind of emotional experience, in Nalan Xingde's pen, obtained such a poetic expression: "Hard work is the most pity for the sky and the moon"!
Isn't it? Look at the moon in the sky that day. "The past is like a ring, and the past is like a sigh." It's hard to wait and look forward to it!
The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
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[Solution]
Yang Wanli, the author of this poem, is a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. He wrote more than 20,000 poems in his life, including a lot of landscape poems. His poems are fresh and interesting, ingenious in conception, popular in language and unique, which is as famous as Lu You and others at that time. This poem is a seven-character quatrain describing rural scenery. C: Accommodation. Xinshi: Place name, located in the northeast of jingshan county, Hubei Province. Xugong Store: An inn run by a family named Xu. Palace: a general term for men in ancient times. The title of the poem implies that the content of the poem is what the poet saw during his stay in Xugong Store.
Spring Festival Evening Travel
Cui Tu (Tang)
Bloom is ruthless,
Send the east wind across Cheng Chun.
Wan Li, the dream home of butterflies,
Rhododendron branches were late last month.
The book movement in the old garden has been extinct for years.
Huafachun is just a mirage.
Naturally, if you don't return it, you will return it.
Who is fighting in Wuhu Tobacco Field?
This poem vividly and poetically expresses the feelings of cherishing spring and homesickness with beautiful language and neat meter.
Proud poetry
Li shangyin
If you want to fight for butterflies, don't thank catkin disease.
(Write about the lively running of teenagers.
Chase butterflies and catch catkins)
Eight miscellaneous poems
(Jin) Zhang Xie
Report to the border town and bind the Rong Brigade.
Get off the bus like yesterday and look at four or five dollars.
May I ask when this is? Butterflies fly to the South Garden.
I love Laopu, and I miss Laoshan.
Fu Jian * The more clothes she wears, the more beautiful she will be.
The local wind is safe for a reason.
Resentment and the main thin Ji Zhe
Xie Tiao (Southern Dynasties)
Flowers fall into butterflies, and the wind curtain enters Shuang Yan.
Poetry of spring feeling
(Tang) Li Bai
Dust haunts the wandering face, and butterflies make beautiful women.
Two Ancient Poems (Part Two)
Liang Wudi (Southern Dynasties)
Two butterflies are flying, low.
Two Poems by Qujiang (Ⅱ)
Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Go back to spring clothes every day,
Jiangtou is drunk every day.
Alcohol debt is common,
Life is seventy years old.
Pierre Aries Piesinous deeply saw that,
Water dragonflies fly very slowly,
Scenes of information flow,
Temporary companionship is the opposite.
[Water Regulation] (Pan Xiangjiang)
(Song) Zhang Xiaoxiang
God paid me for it,
The waves in June are blue.
Beyond cicada dust,
Butterfly dream of water and clouds.
[Sijiake]
(Song) Wu Wenying
The butterfly is gone, and the dream is heavy.
Leng Xiang closed the small courtyard.
Later that day.
Xiaogang, Jian Wendi (South of Liang Chao)
The willows on the shore have long leaves.
The peach landed on the window.
Flower leaf butterfly powder,
Bamboo dragonfly.
Answer foreign questions
Liu Lingxian (female)
Singing in the leaves, playing in butterflies and flowers.
Manjianghong ignition cherry
Xin Chongji (Southern Song Dynasty)
Butterflies don't fly thousands of miles,
Sub-rule cancels the third night of this month.
Listening to pillows to persuade people to return,
It's hard to come back.
(I hope Wang Shibei misses his hometown)
Qinglingtai
(Tang) Li Shangyin
The sunlight at Qinling Station is oblique,
The eternal soul is beautiful,
Don't be surprised that Han is a butterfly.
Fly to other flowers.
Li Yishan's Poems
Ode to Butterfly
Xie Yi (Northern Song Dynasty)
Sometimes fascinated by catkins,
Where to find a pear flower when dancing.
The warm wind is good in Jiangtian Spring Festival Evening.
Cross the bridge with the flower seller.
(Xie Yi wrote 300 butterfly poems, and the person number is Xie Hu Die's "yu zhang Poetry")
Zhi Zhu Ci in Jingnan: Zhu Liangsong
(Qing) Shi Chengyu
Scholars go to abandoned platforms,
Wild moss grows every year in the spring breeze.
The peach blossoms on the mountain are as red as fire.
The butterfly flew again.
On Liangzhu Tomb in Ningbo, butterflies often gather in Zhu Yingtai Reading Room in Yixing. The local "Double Butterfly Festival" is held on the first day of the third lunar month.
(Zhu Yingtai's birthday)
Jiang xing
Yu (Tang Dynasty)
The great river embraced Wuchang Oblique,
Thousands of families in Parrot Island.
Painting ge chunmian is not enough,
Dreams seek flowers for butterflies.
The last two sentences are about the charming spring scenery on the river.
Although it is in a dream, it is also emotional. Fantastic ethereal, vivid.
Sunny scenery
(Tang) Wang Jia
Before it rained, I saw the stamens in the flowers.
There are no flowers on the leaves after the rain.
Butterflies fly over the wall,
It should be suspected that spring scenery is next door.
Ode to Butterfly
Liang Jian Wen di
After that, from butterflies,
Two flowers fly;
Send messages to each other,
There is no violation of concentricity.
Yong Yingtai's butterfly sentence
(Song) Xue Xiuxuan
Butterfly dance condenses mountain gods,
Bloom wants to be beautiful.
Looking for flowers by the river alone
Don du fu
Butterflies have been dancing,
Charming songbirds sing freely.
Li Shangyin's Four Butterflies
one
The lonely butterfly lingers,
Spread your wings.
It should be bright and clean,
Close to the snow frequently.
Secondly,
Turn over the leaves,
An inclined bridge leading to a side door.
Reed flowers are only white,
Catkin may be warm.
Xi zi Bao Zhen hall,
Zhaojun discovered the old village.
Every year the fragrance runs out,
Come on, don't beat Sun Lan.
third
When I first came to this small garden,
Slightly connected to the housing.
Far from being broken,
Light sadness and gorgeous snow melting.
Only know how to prevent dew,
I don't like windy.
Looking back at the flying swallows,
Use time to enter the market.
Fourth.
Flying embroidered door,
Through the painting building.
Chongfu Qintai powder,
An understatement of the golden color of the Han temple.
Both are catkins,
He's a playboy.
If you want to be a lonely guest,
Invite to sing midnight?
Anti-tail comic poem "Qing Anonymous"
Ancient palindrome poetry is a kind of poetry genre, which is famous for its curiosity and various forms. Here are two palindromes related to butterflies.
Turn the tail and connect the chain to clear the name.
Spring is fine. Magpies are noisy before Tianjin. Magpies are noisy before Tianjin. Liu Mei is new.
Liu Jinmei's New Hualien Butterfly New Hualien Butterfly often comes and goes.
Come and go frequently, new flowers, new flowers, new charm, Liu Jin.
Liu Xinmei money into noisy que Qin Xichun money into noisy que.
Note: [Tianjin: Ferry]
[Liu Mei: The elegant and charming appearance of willow]
"Chain-to-tail" is a kind of palindrome poem, with sixteen characters connected in a circle, and seven stanzas can be obtained from left and right. Reading method: the first sentence begins with the word "spring", and the last three sentences begin with the fourth word of the previous sentence. Right-handed reading is the same as left-handed reading until the first word is read by left-handed. butterfly
Don
Huayang is hot in the spring, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.
The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.
butterfly
Tang Qiji
Where the back is red, the smell is heavy. Fly separately. See you in teams.
Distant harm will eventually stop birds and scramble to avoid bees. Peach attracts back, and blue attracts each other.
Mao Cui's heart is cold and fragrant powder is thick. You can find shadows through trees, but you can't find flowers.
The evening is still urgent, so spring dance should not be careless. Xifeng old pool pavilion, but also to pick hibiscus.
Pimp a butterfly
Tang Wen Ting Yun
The autumn wind is sad, and the traveler has not returned.
The grass beyond the Great Wall decays first, and the geese in the south of the Yangtze River come late.
Lotus has a tender face and new eyebrows.
It's sad and heartbreaking to shake it down. Who knows?
two butterflies
Tang xuqiu
The ethereal caterpillar is slightly shelled and can't bear the misty rain.
A beautiful branch to teach, a few wisps of spring breeze to fly.
Every worry in the mouths of chickens and birds, as well as the fragrance of pity, is wrapped around the clothes that continue the front edge.
Ruthless can't solve the dream, don't believe the right and wrong of Zhuang Zhou.
Brush green, wear red, and spend a lifetime in spring.
I hate it when the goddess comes to rain. I like to pick incense with stones.
The wind should only accumulate pollen, and the night is cold and long
The cicada's song is pedantic, which can explain the noisy sunset in Sanqiu.
Three butterflies
Tang xuqiu
Moths in cocoons are not difficult, but flowers must pass by.
The sky and the wind gently send each other, but laugh at spider weaving.
Constant constant double brush painting column, beauty stole a glance frequently.
Don't bully your wings to fly short and close, it's hard to try to jump between flowers.
There is no vivid reason. There are many wild paths in the wild garden.
Who doesn't know that silk and bamboo teach dance, and it depends on Yinger to sing?
Cold bee picking chrysanthemums
Tang gengkun
Swimming in the clear sky, looking for fragrance among chrysanthemums. Bring the sound to the core, and the shadow is in the fragrance.
Living in the fog, rising and falling with the wind. Finally, I am ashamed of being a butterfly and don't communicate with my dreams.
Inlaid harp
Don
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.
It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.
Tijinhua
Tang rongyu
It takes two years to buy hibiscus plants with your own money.
The bright red is not seen by the beauty, but the butterfly tries to know it early.
spring
Tangweizhuang
Suddenly I feel that the scenery in the east is getting late, and the wild Meishan apricot is dark and fragrant.
On the falling star tower, the residual horn blows, and the residual sunset hangs the crescent camp.
The dream of traveling is scattered with butterflies, and the cuckoo flies away from the soul.
The world of mortals broke off the guest in Chang 'an, and the prince of Cao Fang did not return at dusk.
See the rain on the boat
Don Dai Shulun
At the beginning of the rain tonight, Du Ruoqing is in Jiangnan. How reckless is it to become famous? Brothers always wither.
Dreams are far from worrying about butterflies, and feelings are deep shame. I care about lonely people all day, and my life experience is still Liu Ping.
Jianghang
Don Yu Xuan Ji
The great river embraces Wuchang oblique, and there are thousands of households in Parrot Island.
It is not enough to draw a picture of Ge Chunmian, but also to dream of finding flowers for butterflies.
Fireworks have entered the cormorant port, and the painting is still along Nautilus Island.
I don't even feel drunk. I'm surprised at Hanshui.
There is a real mother's grave.
Tangzhanghu
The Buddha buried Luo Yi, and the lonely soul returned here. Dancing is a butterfly dream, and singing thanks to the flying shrimp.
The green hair is facing the clouds, and the green moth is slightly jathyapple. A sad flower falls, and there is no hatred in spring.
peony
Tang peishuo
A few flowers are beautiful, and peaches and plums are peaceful.
I have never seen poverty, but I don't want to make it out of nothing.
This thing is priceless, and it has a unique name in spring.
Swimming bees and butterflies are affectionate.
Begonia
Tangzhenggu
Spring breeze is intended to be even in color and can be sold with poems and songs.
It's best to have a fresh rain when the wind is sunny, and it's about to open.
Mochow was lazy at the window, and Liang Guangdan was late in writing.
I'm drunk and can't get enough of it. I admire his butterfly branches.
Zhuhe Liu Yun
Don
Bai, go home by car.
Hawthorn trees are fragrant in the river, and butterflies fly on the shore.
The glass is full of dew and empty.
Zhu Lou is connected with water, and the sand warms a pair of fish.
Send dou bing Cao
Tangli section
Pears bloom all over the garden, and girls wear robes. When you hear your lover complaining, you should hurry home.
The Imperial Bridge is warm at night, and there are few early warblers in Guandu. No wedding, watch butterflies fly.