Poems about Mo Wen. Poems in secluded paths
Send Xing Author: Why does the secluded path force the party, and the creeping grass has no way.
This life is not bitter, and I am afraid to go out. Back to Mengshan, staying late, such as Shangyanbu.
With the withering of flowers in spring, Ran Ran will prosper. If you send a message to a simple-minded person, Zhu Yan will get scared.
The scenic obstacle is the creek cultivator Fu Author: Mr. Zhang Mao Xiaoxile Leshan, and the house by the creek is quite elegant. Open the entrance to see the water instead of the mountains, look at the pictures.
Gao Zhai's pen hangs in the breeze, as if sitting under my cliff. The peaks are like Ma Benteng, and the green trees face Ye Ping.
Pavilion suddenly from the sky, flying springs from the peak. The mid-levels are full of clouds and white peaks, and the valleys are full of rocks.
There are few pedestrians in the sunset on the Wild Bridge, and few people know about the secluded path in bloom. Xiao Xi lives in the daytime and has a lot of leisure, so he can't bear to see this picture.
Living conditions can restore grain power, spring ploughing bow. The short clouds in the day are on the plow dragon, and the long books in the night are on the side.
Sometimes when I come back, I will meet seagulls, and whales will learn a few things by sucking spring grains. Climbing a mountain or holding Xie Fuzhen, why not take wine far from the commune?
Every time I learn birds in the pool, I still know the guests. Drunk, invited to write a long story, I can't write it out.
Send Zheng Tongfu back to Zhang Yu. Sub-topic Poetry Sub-topic Canglang Pool Author: Zhang Tiancang Langchi is full of water and flows eastward every day. Wear bamboo to find a secluded path, carry a pot and take a boat.
Miscellaneous flowers are divided into two banks, and trees cover double hills. The rising sun is chaotic, and the breeze is foggy.
Boarding is more generous, and laughter is still there. The wild old man idles, but the fisherman enjoys himself.
Fu color falls, Han Han is fragrant and happy at night, forgetting to kill gulls. When it comes to picking Qin, it is said that my hometown is autumn.
Cui Ying invaded chess, and the light overflowed with wine. When you are drunk, you are ready to be brave.
Therefore, Confucian officials are cold and disciples are excellent. Time deceives short hair, but frost hides fur.
The stork is leaving and the foal is still singing. Willow sparse wrapped around the horse's head, sail full out of the river.
Don't try to follow the smoke, hang it on the floor. The mountains are dim, the clouds are all night, and the birds in the forest are congenial.
Tonight in the middle of the month, the light is thin and sad. Mid-Autumn Festival West Lake Society Hundred Words Rhyme. Authors: Yu Baiyue, Qinglian Society, Wen Xingyuan, Ju Kui.
Chang Geng reflects Guiqiu, and Taiyi divides the night. The mountains are three purple, and the peaks are nine obsidian and low.
Taurus must understand women, and Zhang Lu is neither arrogant nor impetuous. Wise saints rely on talented people, and clear light guides their wives.
Zhan Ying should preach Taishi, but Tao should ask. The tiger looks high, but the cloth is in the hall.
Ming Wu Tong sent an elephant, but Han Wei forgot his hoof. It's a good thing to mention cow ears.
Praise the horse in the altar and call the chicken out of the cloud. A scholar can mark a silver tube, and a friend can make a jade bag.
Onions can be seen clearly, and beads are awkward. Everyone goes to the fairy boat and takes the moon ladder.
When the banquet was full of rainbows, I was fascinated by pens. Duole's words are continuous and lazy.
An empty mountain knows the world, and a secluded road is not a road. People are surprised by the same words, but the immortal side has not changed.
I hate my whites, but I hate them. The sword box belongs to the general, and the poem bag is small.
The book will burn the inkstone, and every time the medicine is taken into fesr. The Moon Temple was invaded by Russia, and Tian Yao suddenly dreamed of farming.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Baojing, Sleeping and Revealing Gold. Let Ge fly the bluebird and cut off the neon across the sky.
The sky is vast and the water is squeezed out. Love at first sight, meeting joy, but reunion turned into sadness.
Yilin talks about fighting for deer, but Huang Lu fears singing. Troda Zhang Yu, the dust is around.
If you are willing to come, you will not hesitate. Throw the tiller into the bucket and Lingyun bends down.
When the situation is ridiculous, I am willing to get caught up in it. Attached to chasing the wind and chasing horses, it is a shame to be huge.
Free and unfettered out of strict households, singing boiling. It is said that the ship invites guests and turns into a car.
Lotus is worse than Betty, and Xiao Ai is worse than Dan. Full of eyebrows in the east and teeth in the west.
Feather clothes come from Man Ting Pavilion, and the boat is fragrant. Jade, red, well-preserved, carved with light deer.
Tencel lotus root juice, fragrant. No more than one cup, long Zhai Bi Zhu.
The auspicious wind is blowing gently, and auspicious things are piling up. If you want to burn, you will pay.
The column was still broken and blew several times. Three difficulties leave Buddha, Wang Ming, Five Blessingg.
There is an empty storage room. Smoke stays in the tea stove, and the stove shines.
Incense kills jade, while celery cools green mud. Enjoy the biography of Yi Pu and hope to spread wisdom.
Rush through the wind and break the glass. Clouds are dark and green, and Lu Han feels the rain.
The brocade pool flies in the shade, and the embroidery is purple. Drunk customers fight for pheasants, and fishermen build nests skillfully.
Far away, the river smells of white horses, and the leaves are still yellow. The fish market has been forgotten, and the villagers miss Bo Xi.
The bridge car is covered with moss and the pier is full of flowers. Rangers boast of silver, and Chanjuan gathers like a grate.
When the lotus withered, Lao Yang sighed. Blue oars lean on the golden sands, and green sleeves carry flowers.
Laugh at Chen Qingyu's case and shoot white brass cymbals together. Colored candles melt the pearl phoenix, and red English embraces mignonette.
Children peek at wild bamboos, and the music department plays pear gardens. When the team is out of tune, it is half crooked.
The master is still in accordance with the festival, and the young people are slow and light. Long mingge Zhu Dai, deep rock drums.
Youtan stops Buddhist music, and the smoke tree cries. Turn around and empty the house, Taoli dike.
It was a mistake for Hui Hui to hide the toad and the rabbit. Exposed and heavy, the rope moves red.
Donate dreams in the middle of the night and lose consciousness in the middle of the night. Bloom is bright and colorful, and the front is cold and bright.
Zhu Xuan's investment in Chishui is a close call. Extremely ordinary back to frost practice, Gao Ge snow cover.
The lonely mountain is fascinated by cranes, and Luyuan is surprised at first sight. Elm is platinum and dawn, maple is green and yellow.
The night light is still there, and the fire revives antimony. The leaning Han leans on the secluded Zhu, and the cool cloud locks the boudoir.
Non-success to the stage concubine, shadow in the water. Took advantage of one geisha after another in Lu 'an and sold it at leisure.
Jin Xin people cut open, who can cut off the moon? The rhyme borrows from Wu Xianpu, and the singer builds a topic.
Every family is beautiful in the east wall, a little memory of Nanqi. It's funny to think about logging and making up stories.
Yayi wants to learn from Du Fu, but she wants to force Changli. Laughter is the way, knowing men is not the flow.
I like the new hairstyle, but I can't understand it. If you cook a good fish and throw it into the water, you will get tired of it.
I prefer fragrance to remoteness. If you don't know how to hide your eyebrows, you live in a closed house.
God's friendship is better than strength, and the adjustment of leaves is endless. Qi and shoulders are different, and poems are mutually approved.
Dare to climb the dragon wing, shame to kill Ma Benling. You are tired of singing, but you are tired of singing.
You can avoid being with others. God trusts your friends. It's always foggy, so it's hard to be blessed.
If you accumulate incense and enjoy food, you will attack jade and collect stones. Water is far away from gulls and herons, and there are mixed turtles and owls in the mountains.
Returning to the forest stone tooth, driving the grass backwards. Recalling the struggle for mercy, Feitian God intends to jump up.
The small and micro alliance has decided that the body is hidden in the west of the lake. Together with Zou, I told you about visiting the former site of Changchun Palace (four poems). Author: Wang Zhiduan lives in his spare time, and the scenery in the suburbs is very harmonious.
Therefore, like all gentlemen, I admire you. The rugged and clear stream is blocked and the winding path is secluded.
The grass is green and the flowers are red. A little poor, so I built the feather palace.
Luan is absolutely loud, and the wheel speed is rare. The address has been stripped of the foundation of writing, and the porch is falling.
Because of the sadness of the past, I look forward to the hope of Peng Fang. Zhao Zhong visited the Tiantai Wild Goose Swing about the next year and gave it to Zhang Gong as a gift. Authors: Wang Shucheng, Fan Sheng, with beautiful scenery, there are more wild geese on the rooftop than angelica.
In the mountains, the crane feather landed, and the autumn wind gave me leisure clothes. Clothes make you worry-free, and songs pay for ethereal sentences.
Fan Jiang flooded yesterday, and the abode of fairies and immortals wandered among the smoke trees. Zhang Gong rode a donkey out of the Bohai Sea, and the castle peak broke the fairy house.
The paths are intertwined and the cliffs are full of dangers. Seven days of chaos, a thousand years apart.
I'm hanging in the air.
2. Verlina Mo's poems
Keywords: ink
This is the life of all students.
On the other side, Chunyun invited calligraphy.
The clouds in Guilin are like ink.
Up to now, the water in the pool contains ink.
This is the life of all students.
Tu Mei is wet and stained with a little ink.
Xian ge Yu ti Mo Long can
Keywords: Yao
Now some people have broken snow like snow.
Carve a plate to congratulate you and open a Yao seat.
Suddenly and surprisingly, he reached out and grabbed Qiong Yao.
I cherish my heart, Qiong Yao.
It's convenient for you to come to Qingyao.
Jade Cup, Yao, Color, Canon and Ping.
Jade Cup, Yao, Color, Canon and Ping.
Yao Bai is cold in spring.
The weathervane wants to see the Yaotai crane.
Step on Qiong Yao at present.
Yu sha Yao Cao Lian Xi bi
Yao Caohe, the tomb owner of Snow Maid
Qiong Yao bloomed in the mountains for the first time.
Meng Meng is wet.
3. Poems about lovers
1, Ew!
I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, and the river is exhausted.
Lightning and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer,
Heaven and earth are one, but dare to separate from you! (HanYueFu)
2, I hope to be single-minded and never give up. (Zhuo Wenjun)
3, the breadth of life and death, Zi Chengqi said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. (The Book of Songs)
4. If you succeed, why do you want to resign? You are willing to be a fairy. (Lu) According to
5. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
We live in an alley in Qingkan. We are all young and happy. (Li Bai)
6. Enter my lovesick door and know my lovesick. Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, and short lovesick is infinite. (Li Bai)
7. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. (Li Bai)
8, lazy review of flowers, half the sky and half the sky. (Yuan Zhen)
9, the past has become empty, still like a dream. (Li Wei)
10, know what I mean, feel sorry for you, you must ask for it! (Li Wei)
4. Poems in secluded paths
Send Xing Author: Why does the secluded path force the party, and the creeping grass has no way.
This life is not bitter, and I am afraid to go out. Back to Mengshan, staying late, such as Shangyanbu.
With the withering of flowers in spring, Ran Ran will prosper. If you send a message to a simple-minded person, Zhu Yan will get scared.
The scenic obstacle is the creek cultivator Fu Author: Mr. Zhang Mao Xiaoxile Leshan, and the house by the creek is quite elegant. Open the entrance to see the water instead of the mountains, look at the pictures.
Gao Zhai's pen hangs in the breeze, as if sitting under my cliff. The peaks are like Ma Benteng, and the green trees face Ye Ping.
Pavilion suddenly from the sky, flying springs from the peak. The mid-levels are full of clouds and white peaks, and the valleys are full of rocks.
There are few pedestrians in the sunset on the Wild Bridge, and few people know about the secluded path in bloom. Xiao Xi lives in the daytime and has a lot of leisure, so he can't bear to see this picture.
Living conditions can restore grain power, spring ploughing bow. The short clouds in the day are on the plow dragon, and the long books in the night are on the side.
Sometimes when I come back, I will meet seagulls, and whales will learn a few things by sucking spring grains. Climbing a mountain or holding Xie Fuzhen, why not take wine far from the commune?
Every time I learn birds in the pool, I still know the guests. Drunk, invited to write a long story, I can't write it out.
Send Zheng Tongfu back to Zhang Yu. Sub-topic Poetry Sub-topic Canglang Pool Author: Zhang Tiancang Langchi is full of water and flows eastward every day. Wear bamboo to find a secluded path, carry a pot and take a boat.
Miscellaneous flowers are divided into two banks, and trees cover double hills. The rising sun is chaotic, and the breeze is foggy.
Boarding is more generous, and laughter is still there. The wild old man idles, but the fisherman enjoys himself.
Fu color falls, Han Han is fragrant and happy at night, forgetting to kill gulls. When it comes to picking Qin, it is said that my hometown is autumn.
Cui Ying invaded chess, and the light overflowed with wine. When you are drunk, you are ready to be brave.
Therefore, Confucian officials are cold and disciples are excellent. Time deceives short hair, but frost hides fur.
The stork is leaving and the foal is still singing. Willow sparse wrapped around the horse's head, sail full out of the river.
Don't try to follow the smoke, hang it on the floor. The mountains are dim, the clouds are all night, and the birds in the forest are congenial.
Tonight in the middle of the month, the light is thin and sad. Mid-Autumn Festival West Lake Society Hundred Words Rhyme. Authors: Yu Baiyue, Qinglian Society, Wen Xingyuan, Ju Kui.
Chang Geng reflects Guiqiu, and Taiyi divides the night. The mountains are three purple, and the peaks are nine obsidian and low.
Taurus must understand women, and Zhang Lu is neither arrogant nor impetuous. Wise saints rely on talented people, and clear light guides their wives.
Zhan Ying should preach Taishi, but Tao should ask. The tiger looks high, but the cloth is in the hall.
Ming Wu Tong sent an elephant, but Han Wei forgot his hoof. It's a good thing to mention cow ears.
Praise the horse in the altar and call the chicken out of the cloud. A scholar can mark a silver tube, and a friend can make a jade bag.
Onions can be seen clearly, and beads are awkward. Everyone goes to the fairy boat and takes the moon ladder.
When the banquet was full of rainbows, I was fascinated by pens. Duole's words are continuous and lazy.
An empty mountain knows the world, and a secluded road is not a road. People are surprised by the same words, but the immortal side has not changed.
I hate my whites, but I hate them. The sword box belongs to the general, and the poem bag is small.
The book will burn the inkstone, and every time the medicine is taken into fesr. The Moon Temple was invaded by Russia, and Tian Yao suddenly dreamed of farming.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhang Baojing, Sleeping and Revealing Gold. Let Ge fly the bluebird and cut off the neon across the sky.
The sky is vast and the water is squeezed out. Love at first sight, meeting joy, but reunion turned into sadness.
Yilin talks about fighting for deer, but Huang Lu fears singing. Troda Zhang Yu, the dust is around.
If you are willing to come, you will not hesitate. Throw the tiller into the bucket and Lingyun bends down.
When the situation is ridiculous, I am willing to get caught up in it. Attached to chasing the wind and chasing horses, it is a shame to be huge.
Free and unfettered out of strict households, singing boiling. It is said that the ship invites guests and turns into a car.
Lotus is worse than Betty, and Xiao Ai is worse than Dan. Full of eyebrows in the east and teeth in the west.
Feather clothes come from Man Ting Pavilion, and the boat is fragrant. Jade, red, well-preserved, carved with light deer.
Tencel lotus root juice, fragrant. No more than one cup, long Zhai Bi Zhu.
The auspicious wind is blowing gently, and auspicious things are piling up. If you want to burn, you will pay.
The column was still broken and blew several times. Three difficulties leave Buddha, Wang Ming, Five Blessingg.
There is no room for flying feathers. Smoke stays in the tea stove, and the stove shines.
Incense kills jade, while celery cools green mud. Enjoy the biography of Yi Pu and hope to spread wisdom.
Rush through the wind and break the glass. Clouds are dark and green, and Lu Han feels the rain.
The brocade pool flies in the shade, and the embroidery is purple. Drunk customers fight for pheasants, and fishermen build nests skillfully.
Far away, the river smells of white horses, and the leaves are still yellow. The fish market has been forgotten, and the villagers miss Bo Xi.
The bridge car is covered with moss and the pier is full of flowers. Rangers boast of silver, and Chanjuan gathers like a grate.
When the lotus withered, Lao Yang sighed. Blue oars lean on the golden sands, and green sleeves carry flowers.
Laugh at Chen Qingyu's case and shoot white brass cymbals together. Colored candles melt the pearl phoenix, and red English embraces mignonette.
Children peek at wild bamboos, and the music department plays pear gardens. When the team is out of tune, it is half crooked.
The master is still in accordance with the festival, and the young people are slow and light. Long mingge Zhu Dai, deep rock drums.
Youtan stops Buddhist music, and the smoke tree cries. Turn around and empty the house, Taoli dike.
It was a mistake for Hui Hui to hide the toad and the rabbit. Exposed and heavy, the rope moves red.
Donate dreams in the middle of the night and lose consciousness in the middle of the night. Bloom is bright and colorful, and the front is cold and bright.
Zhu Xuan's investment in Chishui is a close call. Extremely ordinary back to frost practice, Gao Ge snow cover.
The lonely mountain is fascinated by cranes, and Luyuan is surprised at first sight. Elm is platinum and dawn, maple is green and yellow.
The night light is still there, and the fire revives antimony. The leaning Han leans on the secluded Zhu, and the cool cloud locks the boudoir.
Non-success to the stage concubine, shadow in the water. Took advantage of one geisha after another in Lu 'an and sold it at leisure.
Jin Xin people cut open, who can cut off the moon? The rhyme borrows from Wu Xianpu, and the singer builds a topic.
Every family is beautiful in the east wall, a little memory of Nanqi. It's funny to think about logging and making up stories.
Yayi wants to learn from Du Fu, but she wants to force Changli. Laughter is the way, knowing men is not the flow.
I like the new hairstyle, but I can't understand it. If you cook a good fish and throw it into the water, you will get tired of it.
I prefer fragrance to remoteness. If you don't know how to hide your eyebrows, you live in a closed house.
God's friendship is better than strength, and the adjustment of leaves is endless. Qi and shoulders are different, and poems are mutually approved.
Dare to climb the dragon wing, shame to kill Ma Benling. You are tired of singing, but you are tired of singing.
You can avoid being with others. God trusts your friends. It's always foggy, so it's hard to be blessed.
If you accumulate incense and enjoy food, you will attack jade and collect stones. Water is far away from gulls and herons, and there are mixed turtles and owls in the mountains.
Returning to the forest stone tooth, driving the grass backwards. Recalling the struggle for mercy, Feitian God intends to jump up.
The small and micro alliance has decided that the body is hidden in the west of the lake.
5. Hui ink poems
dirge
Year: Wei and Jin Dynasties Author: Lu Ji
The past is sad, and the soul is sad.
When I miss life, humanity is more than criminal detention.
Wuchang invades the track instrument, and the evening gas pulls Huizhou ink.
Easy-going and lack of good employment, branch (left horse right horse) or poison.
The title of Uncle Chen Xun's Comfort Pavilion
Year: Song Author: Yan Wang
Small swimming is different from big swimming.
The scholar was in a hurry, so he tied it up and polished the ink.
Taoxi has a hidden city, arched by a brown chest.
Read the world with your bare hands and never change color.
There is a futon in the small window, and Yan is sitting by the piano book.
Don't speak Hakka, young eyes send wings.
You say you are fat, and you are happy.
Thousands of women quit hanging in the hall, and they cherish it when they fall.
Laughing at me for stepping on the storm, I'm embarrassed.
6. bosom friend poems
Looking for a bosom friend in the mountains and flowing water
I know all over the world. How many people can I know?
Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's shameful about playing with running water at the clock meeting?
Zhong Ziqi died, and Boya never touched the drum piano in his life.
After writing a poem
[Tang] Jia Dao
Two sentences of three years,
Tears flowed down in one gulp.
If you don't reward your confidant,
Go back to the mountain.
Guests who chant Qin at dinner.
[Tang] Cui Jue
Seven strings and five tones are cold,
This art has been difficult since ancient times.
Only Henan room order method,
Always pity Dong.
I was pregnant with Sun Lu on the trip.
Guan xiu
It rains at dusk, and cicadas rush to the countryside in autumn.
After a month at sea, several families went upstairs.
Fragrant fruits are falling, fragrant grass is lingering, and smoke is floating.
Only those who know each other grow old.
A bosom friend is sincere and hopeful.
Han Yu
The bosom friend is sincere and can't miss the child.
Before dawn, walk on the moon with wine.
Chang 'an Shuhuai became a bosom friend.
[Tang] Xiang Si
It is not easy to return to the rivers and lakes, and Beijing is poor.
The night is a unique bosom friend, and the heart has no old friends.
A dream in sorrow, a disease in spring in nine.
In order to inquire about the daily situation, there is no way to live.
Yang Yi doesn't pick up, caresses Lingyun and cherishes himself; What's shameful about playing with running water at the clock meeting?
Looking for a bosom friend in the mountains and flowing water.