Poems about hometown Shanxi

1. Seeking ancient poems about Shanxi;

1, "With Cui at the Heron Villa"

Tang Dynasty: Li Yi

The stork tower is hundreds of feet west, and the clouds and trees in Tingzhou are boundless.

Drums and flowing water, Weishan River half sunset.

A thousand years later, you still hate speed, but one day's worries are long.

Wind and smoke are combined with thoughts and hopes. If you look far away, you will hurt yourself.

Translation:

There is a hundred-foot mast on the west side of the stork tower, and the towering trees in Tingzhou are vast.

Han Jiale is like running water, and Wei Shanhe has already entered dusk.

Unfortunately, the past Millennium has passed and the sad days are too long.

In the war, I even aroused my yearning for my hometown. Looking at the scenery in front of the building from a distance, it's not spring, and I can't help feeling sad.

2. At Helen's cabin

Tang Dynasty: Wang Zhihuan

The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.

By going up one flight of stairs, look further.

Translation:

Sunset gradually sets beside the mountain, and the surging Yellow River rushes to the sea.

If you want to see the scenery of Wan Li, please climb the building again.

3. "Pass by Yan Zhi"

Tang Dynasty: Cen Can

Yan, on the roadside of Jiuquan, Shanxi, the north wind blows yellow sand and rolls up Pennisetum.

That Chang' an is in the distant sunshine, and my yearning for you can't be satisfied. This kind of lovesickness makes me old.

Translation:

On Jiuquan Road in the west of Yan Zhi, the north wind blew up wild sand and rolled up white grass.

Chang 'an is far away from the sun, but I think you can't meet you. This kind of lovesickness makes me old.

4. A trip to Shanxi

Song: Shen and Qiu

Shanxi athletes are skilled, energetic as wheels and brave as fighting.

Fifteen shooting and hunting juvenile fields, the drama is yellow and rotten.

Translation:

All the athletes in Shanxi have good skills, wheel-like boldness and fighting courage.

At the age of fifteen, he shot and hunted in the juvenile court.

5. Ancient Parting

Southern and Northern Dynasties: Jiang Yan

The beloved will be far away from Yanmenguan, so we have no choice but to say goodbye.

The sky in the sky covers thousands of miles, the dust on the ground carries Huang Yun, and it's getting dark. When will the wanderer come back?

Farewell is like yesterday, and the eaves have been exposed.

Although the grass has withered, there is nothing to regret. I am worried about my distant lover and I wonder if he is warm.

Love is far away, we are years old.

I wish I could see my face again, or Carida like Joan's branches.

I hope I can have something like Tu Youyou and Shuiping, and I will always be faithful to the people I love.

Translation:

The beloved is going to die, so we have to say goodbye helplessly.

The Huang Yun in the sky covers thousands of miles, so when will the wanderers come back?

I think of the scene of sending my beloved away at that time, as if it happened yesterday, and now, the dew in front of the eaves has condensed into a ball.

Although the grass has withered, there is nothing to regret. I'm worried about my distant lover, and I don't know if he is warm outside.

My lover is far away, and we have been apart for many years.

I hope to see my face from time to time, or as clean as Qiongzhi.

I hope I can have something to stick to, like toast and level, and my feelings with my lover will never change.

2. Praise Shanxi's poems: west of the mountain, east of the river, outstanding people.

You are the cradle of China,

You are the hometown of China.

The Yellow River has been flowing in your blood for thousands of years.

Taihang casts your immortal soul.

Ah, Shanxi, Shanxi

We can't live up to the Great Wall!

You have the warmth of a cave.

You have the thickness of loess.

Five is your chest.

Lvliang is your unyielding backbone.

Ah, Shanxi, Shanxi

Our eternal mother!

The elegant wind in Joo Won? blew the immortal horn.

The Book of Hutuluo records endless footprints.

Retreat is Zhong Er's wisdom and tenacity.

Tang Zong's Longxing Jinyang swept across Liuhe.

Ah, Shanxi, Shanxi

Our hometown that we will never forget!

Jinzhong courtyard is your honest demeanor.

The fire on the kang in the cave is your kindness to be caring and attentive.

Dancing yangko, the liveliness and tenacity of your life.

Apricot blossoms decorate your gorgeous face.

Ah, Shanxi, Shanxi

Folks of our generation!

Snow and ice can't hide your ambition.

Poverty cannot stop the pace of your civilization.

When, a solid foundation and spiritual heritage.

Under the guidance of the new concept of civilization,

Ah, Shanxi, Shanxi

Let's move forward together! ! !

3. Praise the articles in Shanxi. When I was a child, I always wondered how this winding road could be so long that it would never reach the end of the road.

When I was a child, I always complained that this closed and crowded town was too small to see the end of the sky forever. When I was a child, I wanted to fly very much. I always feel that my family has tied my wings. I always feel that my dream is sealed by love, and I am always impatient.

When I grow up, the roads and water in my hometown can only be recalled in my dreams. The city lights are bright, but the one that belongs to me is gone.

The sky in the city is vast, but it lacks wings to shelter me from the wind and rain. The long road of my hometown, now that I think about it, is like a thread that binds the wandering heart of a wanderer.

The city in my hometown, if covered with a shed, is the eternal spiritual refuge for wanderers. Years are cold, and my hometown is slack. In the cold night, this yearning went to the Woods and farmland.

Holding corn stalks, playing hide-and-seek and playing stubborn children. The north wind blows, the snow floats and the music is long.

At the foot of Langya Mountain is my hometown and my cradle. Shili Golden Beach, Shili Peach Blossom Garden.

Wind and rain, how many years? The hardest thing to forget, in the summer vacation: catching cicadas in the shade. In the pond: playing with each other and picking lotus.

Seaside: facing the stormy waves, sailing and swinging fishing boats. In the fishing song: at night, don't think about it.

How much hope is there in the dream? Looking at my hometown, I feel very cordial. The scenery in my hometown is good and the water in my hometown is sweet.

When is the triumph? The sun is singing. It also drove away the wanderer's dream of returning home, plus his nine songs for twelve hours! The sun, the burning sun! Drying the dew on the grass tip can dry the cold tears of the wanderer? The sun, the sun driven by six dragons! What's the harm of running for five years a day instead of my daily probation? The sun-golden bird-the sun! Let me ride you around the earth every day, and I can see my hometown once a day! The sun, the sun just rising in the corner of the building! Didn't you just come from our east? My hometown is still intact at the moment? The sun, the sun from my hometown! Is the official willow in Beijing wrapped in autumn? Alas! I am as haggard as late autumn! The sun, the never-ending sun! You seem homeless, too. Ah! Your life is as unimaginable as mine! Sun, self-improvement sun! The universe is probably your hometown.

Can you show me the direction of my hometown? The sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, the sun! The wind and cloud here have a general color, and the sound of birds here is particularly bleak. The sun, the sun of life! But who doesn't know that you are the passion of the eastern hemisphere and the wisdom of the western hemisphere? The sun is also the sun in my hometown! At the moment, I can't go home, so I think you are my hometown.

The sun, shining with kindness! See you later, I should go home once; My hometown is not underground, but in the sky! -.-The day before Chongyang, I made long-necked shrimp green porcelain bottles, chrysanthemums, hexagonal crystal bottles, and chrysanthemums kept in the wisteria fairy basket; Chrysanthemum guarding the hip flask, chrysanthemum with claw lamp; If you don't put it, you will put it, half put it, and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Crimson chrysanthemum in Phnom Penh; Pink hydrangea with broken petals! Lazy Jiangxi wax yo; There is a yellow heart hanging upside down like a bee nest, as if it were a purple sunflower.

Chrysanthemum with long petals and flat top; White chrysanthemum with soft, bright and sharp petals, like a paw curled up under a beauty's ass, clutching a pinch of golden chestnuts in his fist. Chrysanthemums in front of the eaves, under the steps, beside the hedges and at the bottom of the nursery: chrysanthemums caged in hazy smoke, chrysanthemums washed by rain, yellow on gold, white on jade, green in spring, purple in autumn mountains, … small red chrysanthemums are like cut autumn roses; From goose down to bronzed Huang Ju; Small green true chrysanthemum with purple stems, made of jade tubes, so that the little flower god can steal to play at night and be a sheng.

A chrysanthemum king as big as a peony is more luxurious after all. His purple petals and armor-like fragments are covered with silver lining. The star-like chrysanthemum buds are still sleeping with brown calyx. Ah! Natural beauty always gives in! The masterpiece of our motherland in late autumn! Ah! Oriental flower, poet and scholar flower! Isn't Tao Liangyuan, the soul of oriental poetry, the embodiment of your soul? The motherland is high and the capacity for drinking is high. Isn't it an auspicious day when you were born? You are not like the passionate rose here, and the humble lilac can't compare with you.

You are a flower with history and customs. Ah! Huaying's last 4,000-year-old flower! You have a superb history and elegant customs! Ah! The poet's bottom flower! Thinking of you, my heart blooms in an instant, as brilliant as yours; I think of my hometown, our solemn and splendid motherland, and my flower of hope blooms like yours.

A breezy autumn wind! Blow, blow! I want to praise the bottom flower of the motherland! I want to praise my flowery motherland! Please blow my words into a bunch of flowers, golden yellow, jade white, spring green, autumn purple, ... and then blow them all away, blow them all away, fill the sky and spread all over the earth! Autumn wind! A breezy autumn wind! I want to praise the bottom flower of the motherland! I want to praise my flowery motherland! Red bean-red bean-red bean. He is a green, bloody, angular fruit! Three or two cold stars! What a mess! Love! Our fate, all in the hands of here! I woke up after a nap, and my face was printed with red concave lines. Are you afraid of being a dream soul locked in chains? I kissed your cheek and your dream. -.My soul! My soul! My life is the end of my life. I failed, and I owe money all my life. Now I must make it up to you, but what can I ask of you?

4. Praise the poems of Shanxi or Pingyao ancient city, and seek the poems of Pingyao ancient city in past dynasties.

Zhou Yong Qingshi Jiang Tai

[Ming] Ren Liangbi

There are six military platforms in the mountain city of Zhou, and the stars in the distance are buried in purple fog.

There are no iron horses around the base, and the female wall is half covered with moss.

Are the people who rebuilt the halls and corridors here? Trees grow into trees, and birds come back.

Who will compete for hegemony from now on? The moon is in the sky, and the breeze is cool.

Jiang Tai

[Ming] Liang Long

The trace of slimming still exists today, and the emotion of the Millennium is thought-provoking.

Who will promote the June division when the three sides are still?

Different generations, such as Wen Xinjian (Wang Pei), miss the old standards.

There is no Zhang zhong in the sacred dynasty, and the auxiliary country is at this time.

Jiang Tai nostalgia

Zhu Zongyuan

Looking at the sunset on the platform, I was stationed in Rong Yuan.

Soldiers and soldiers are all around, birds are singing and the barriers are empty.

It rains at midnight on the ancient platform, and the grass decays in the autumn wind.

The merits of the skin have not changed with the vicissitudes of life, and the song of June is not poor.

Yao Di Temple

[Qing] Liu Xingpu

At the beginning of the ancient emperor's seal, magnificent temples were preserved.

Flower City has existed for thousands of years, allowing hundreds of Wang Zun.

Yaomiao

Thunder in people

The gods are majestic, and the temple looks gloomy.

There is nothing outside the sky, and I have not forgotten it.

In order, enter the temple to miss the past and think about the wilderness.

Mu Tao in the Tang Dynasty, Fengxiang was in the corner of the city.

Shilou Jinjing

[Qing] Wang Shou

Bitter sauce can't keep fire, and it's hard to keep jinbo in a Tibetan shop.

The official residence moved to Zhen Ji, so the wall was innocent and named Han Gong.

The five elements are the people's livelihood, and the 100-foot tall building is like a hero.

Worried about trifles in Chen Jingyang, Zhong Xuan lives in Wanshan.

Hummingbird qitai

[Qing] Wang Shou

In the city, a phoenix terrace suddenly appeared. When will it be next to this one?

Every bird comes from Xie Wang. Dragonfly comes with his son.

The desolate colorful wings are lonely clouds, and the lonely light instrument stays in the grass.

Shi Sheng Yingchuan is at the top, so the article should not be retired.

Sweet world

Lei Heqing

Where the phoenix, birds, clouds and instruments stood, I suddenly saw the ancient platform.

The vast blue sky invaded, abruptly approaching the corner of the city.

Feather recalls the episode of that year, and children pass on the old yin.

Civilization is like today, looking forward to nine bracts.

Helanxian bridge

[Qing] Wang Shou

The staff is covered by clouds and the breeze, and the water beside the bridge writes.

Dan is still a tripod, but he still travels around the world, and cranes are buzzing in the clouds.

Yao Lan in Yinghai returned to Jiao Jiao, and Tao Chenghua was slightly drunk.

When to feed sesame rice, ask me what immortal bone is.

College string songs

[Qing] Lu

The sound of reading in all directions is suitable for the training of officials and people.

Xiaomi and Xiaomi are surrounded by rain, and Mo Fan is better than the house.

The night light wall fire shines with quinoa, and the message is to win or lose.

Ji Hua Xuan Yu should lead to this point. Caution is always wise.

College string songs

[Qing] Ji Buyun

Chongwen rule in prosperous times, string songs continue the ancient style.

Read it three times more and study hard at midnight.

After the night light is on, talk about the classics and worry about the air.

The sound of the piano flows through the courtyard, and the rhyme of the book runs through everything.

The land is connected with Fenhe River, and the teacher is Bu Lingzong.

Fortunately, I have participated in various schools and have a deep interest in learning Tao.

Hewang

[Qing] Lu

Beautiful mountains and rivers, piles of paintings in the sky.

The halls and pavilions are exquisite and empty, and seagulls haunt soft sand.

Pedestrians seem to be outside the rainbow, piccolo rustles and the rain comes at dusk.

Take good care of Liu Lu Road in Wanxing Palace, so that you can go on stage in the shade.

5. A famous poem about hometown 1 "Thinking of a Quiet Night" Author: Tang Dynasty-Li Bai My bed feet are shining with such bright light. Is there frost already? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper, as if the ground had been frosted.

I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance. 2, "Three Miscellaneous Poems-One" Author: Wang Wei lived by the river in the Tang Dynasty, facing the mouth.

There are often ships from the south of the Yangtze River. Do you send the book home? My family lives in Okawa, Jin Meng, just in front of the ferry in Jin Meng. There are often ships sailing for Jiangnan. Do you have any letters to send home? 3. Three Miscellaneous Poems-Next Author: Tang Dynasty-Wang Wei, you come from my old country, tell me what happened there! .

Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? You just came to Luo Jing from your hometown, so you should know everything about your hometown. When you come, do the flowers on the branches of winter plum blossom in front of my bright window? 4, "two hometown book-the first" Author: Tang Dynasty-He ran away from home when he was young, but the local accent has not changed.

When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years.

Although my accent hasn't changed, my hair on my temples has turned white. Children in my hometown don't even know me when they see me.

They asked me with a smile: Where did this guest come from? 5, "Two Hometown Couplets-Part Two" Author: Tang Dynasty-He left his hometown for many years, and recently he has been paralyzed. Only in front of Jinghu Lake, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

I left my hometown for a long time, and I didn't feel the personnel changes in my hometown until I got home. Only the clear lake water in front of the mirror lake ripples in circles under the spring breeze, just like it did more than 50 years ago.

Baidu Encyclopedia-Silent Night Thinking (Poems by Li Bai) Baidu Encyclopedia-Three Miscellaneous Poems (Poems by Wang Wei) Baidu Encyclopedia-Two Hometown Couplets.