Poems about strange stones 1. Poems about stones
Wang Fuzhi's Wang Jian looked at her husband, and Jiang Lang was exhausted. A woman turned to stone and never looked back. After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone. Cao Xueqin loves this boxing stone, which is exquisite and natural. Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world? If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it. Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards. Two stones, Bai Juyi and Cang Ran, are extremely ugly. Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it. The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting. Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands. Come to the county to wash away the dirt. The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss. The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head. Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world. One can crumble, and the other can store my wine. The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight. Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right. Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time. Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything. I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old. Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me? Although the stone can't speak, it makes me a three-friend Bai Juyi, a stone in Taihu Lake, which looks senile from a distance and grotesque from a close look. Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it. Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen. Cactus is wide and sword door is deep. The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color. It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first. Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used. Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil. The master's will is as heavy as gold. The creator of Iraq can only know my heart.
2. Poems about stones
Lianhuashi
Tang Bai Juyi
One or two bluestones and three or four white lotus branches.
Send Dongluo, and your heart will go with things.
Stone leans on the tree before the wind, and lotus plants the pool next month.
Know the resettlement place far away and look forward to prosperity.
It's too late to take the county home now.
Mo Yan is thousands of miles away, and he has a heart at the end of the year.
Wang fushi
Tangwangjian
Where I am waiting for my husband, the river is surging. A woman turned to stone and never looked back.
After days of rain, pedestrians turn to stones.
"Send a friend to the mountain, eldest son,"
Tangjiadao
At this time, I am angry with Xiao Sa, so Qinyuan should be closed.
Crane seems to have nothing to do with you, full of wind and rain.
Pine and cypress grow on bluestone, and spring rain falls among white clouds.
There is a way to the top, and the heart is also.
Wang fushi
Yuxi Liu Tang
I hope my husband won't come back all day and become a lonely stone.
It has been thousands of years, just like when I first saw it.
"Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with secluded stones"
Don
On the flaky east stream, the shady cliff needs to be repaired.
After the rain, bluestone is hazy and moss is quiet at the end of the year.
Never look back, today is for people to stay.
Wang fushi
Wang Song Anshi
Who is a cloud, gone to the end of the world, gone forever.
Like a woman at the foot of Jiuyi Mountain, she has been looking forward to clothes for a long time.
3. Ancient poems about stones
Song of Du Xuantan, sent to Du Fu in Yuan Yi.
My old friend used to hide in the east of Feng Meng, including Cang Jing Jinglong.
An old friend lives in Meridian Valley now, and lives alone in a hut on a shady cliff.
In front of the house, it's too ancient and mysterious, and it's bluestone desert and often cold. & lt-
Zigui cries mangosteen crack at night, and the queen mother turns over the cloud flag during the day.
Knowing that this plan will grow, the sloppy days should be long.
The iron lock is unattainable and makes you happy.
In the rain, Zhong Cheng and Gong Yan sent a message and recorded a stunt. He answered Du Fu with two stunts.
Rain reflects the palace que and insults poetry, and Rongyuan is willing to go to the barbarian period.
Although the old man by the river is weak, he wants to clean his fishing line on a sunny day.
Rain clouds clear the stream, and white sand and bluestone have no mud first. & lt-
All you have to do is cut down the bamboo to open up wasteland and listen to Ma Si with a stick.
Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with a secluded stone, Wang Wei.
On the flaky east stream, the shady cliff needs to be repaired.
After the rain, bluestone is hazy and moss is quiet at the end of the year. & lt-
Never look back, today is for people to stay.
Huangjiadong Lihe
The sound of birds wrinkling sand promotes promotion, and the four-foot angle bows bluestone cymbals. & lt-
The sound of the black flag is like a three-point bronze drum, and the masterpiece is like an ape singing and shaking an arrow.
The colorful towel is wrapped in a half-oblique width, and the head of the stream is clustered with kudzu flowers.
White catfish cry at night in the fog of the mountain pond, and bamboo snakes fly at the golden sands.
Idle driving bamboo horse slow return, loyalist suicide RongZhou if.
Bluestone-arousing loyalty is also Bai Juyi.
Bluestone comes from Lantian Mountain and is transported to Chang 'an by car. & lt-
What do workers want? Si Tong can't speak for me.
I don't want to do Shinto in front of other people's graves. The name of the grave has been destroyed before it is dried.
I don't want to be a monument to virtue and politics beside the official road.
I want to engrave Qiu and Taishi on Yan Duan's tablet.
Carve these two pieces of loyalty to show their loyalty and heroism.
Righteousness is like stone, and death is like stone.
For example, if you look at Zhu Qiri's momentum, you can see when you are angry and when you are fierce.
Each one has an inscription on it, one stands a mountain and the other is heavy.
Although Gu Ling moved to the monument and was alone, it became immortal.
Long envoys are unfaithful, not fierce, and change the monument to respect people.
If you want to be a man, advise a gentleman.
Shi Lian Bai Juyi
One or two bluestones and three or four white lotus branches. & lt-
Send Dongluo, and your heart will go with things.
Stone leans on the tree before the wind, and lotus plants the pool next month.
Know the resettlement place far away and look forward to prosperity.
It's too late to take the county home now.
Mo Yan is thousands of miles away, and he has a heart at the end of the year.
Not all of Li Shen.
The bottom plain sand is colorless, and the undercurrent of bluestone is audible. & lt-
Slightly crossing the bamboo wind culvert, it is fine and loose, and the moon is light and bright.
The autumn dew in Guining is added with spirit liquid, and the fragrant buds are fragrant.
It should be the Vatican Palace connected with the abode of fairies and immortals. The bath is awake now and the spring water is clear.
Send a mountaineer, Sun Qiang, to Jia Dao.
At this time, I am angry with Xiao Sa, so Qinyuan should be closed.
Crane seems to have nothing to do with you, full of wind and rain.
Pine and cypress grow on bluestone, and spring rain falls among white clouds. & lt-
There is a way to the top, and the heart is also.
Two Poems by the Old Monk in the Deep Mountain
Sewing thread is as careless as the moon, so I hoe short.
Qingshixi treads leaves, and shuyun follows the eyebrows. & lt-
4. Poems describing stones
Bai Juyi, a stone in Taihu Lake, looks senile from a distance and grotesque from a close look.
Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it. Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.
Cactus is wide and sword door is deep. The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color.
It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first. Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil. The master's will is as heavy as gold.
The creator of Iraq can only know my heart. Wang Fuzhi's Wang Jian looked at her husband, and Jiang Lang was exhausted.
A woman turned to stone and never looked back. After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone.
Cao Xueqin loves this boxing stone, which is exquisite and natural. Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world? If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it.
Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards. Two stones, Bai Juyi and Cang Ran, are extremely ugly.
Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it. The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.
Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands. Come to the county to wash away the dirt.
The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss. The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.
Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world. One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.
The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight. Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right.
Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time. Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.
I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old. Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?
Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.
5. Poems describing stones
Cao Xueqin, a self-painted stone
Love this perforated stone, exquisite and natural.
Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world?
If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it.
Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards.
Shuangshi Baijuyi
There are two stones, strange and ugly.
Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it.
The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.
Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands.
Come to the county to wash away the dirt.
The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss.
The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.
Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world.
One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.
The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight.
Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right.
Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time.
Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.
I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old.
Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?
Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.
Wang Fuji Wang Jian
Where I am waiting for my husband, the river is surging. A woman turned to stone and never looked back.
After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone.
Taihu Bai Shi ju yi
It's strange to look at doddering from a distance.
Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it.
Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.
Cactus is wide and sword door is deep.
The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color.
It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first.
Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil.
The master's will is as heavy as gold.
The creator of Iraq can only know my heart.
6. Ancient poems describe stones simply and urgently.
It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.
Not afraid of broken bones, leaving innocence in the world.
-"Song of Lime"
Tang Bai Juyi's Taihu Stone
Smoke is three autumn colors, and waves are eternal;
Cut it into sapphire slices and cut off the roots of Biyun.
The atmosphere passes through the rock tip, and the moss protects the cave door;
These three peaks are very small and should be Sun Huashan.
Tang Bai Juyi's Poem of Chanting Clouds
There are two stones, strange and ugly.
Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it.
The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.
Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands.
Come to the county to wash away the dirt.
The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss.
The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.
Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world.
One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.
The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight.
Five strings lean on their left and one on their right.
Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time.
Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.
I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old.
Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?
Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.
Tang Du Mu's Small Stone in the New Eight Pine Yards
The raindrops are broken and the moss is purple.
What time does it arrive? Let's look at the little three peaks.
Mison Fei's "Cangxuetang Learning Mountain"
Five-color water, floating Kunlun.
The pool is at the top, and the dark clouds come out.
Hanging dragon, lightning mark.
Extreme change, close the door.
Song Luyou's The Stone of Kunshan
Rock Mountain, Acorus calamus, Kunshan Stone, praised by Chen Sou, comforting the lonely.
An inch thick, a punch is worth a thousand dollars.
7. Ancient poems about pine trees and strange rocks
"Fufeng Pavilion" (Han Yuefu) is a rock in Nanshan, Liu Kun, with pine and cypress trees separated from each other, and the upper branches blow the clouds, with a center of more than ten yards. Send a beam to Luoyang. Pine trees steal from themselves. The axe sawed it loose, and the pine tree ruined everything. It was specially made for wagons and transported to Luoyang Palace. The audience is sighing. They asked if it was made by rivers and mountains. Who can carve it? There is a stroke in the valley. When the wind blows, the pine branches are vigorous. First frost is miserable, and it is always right at the end of the year. Don't you feel cold? Pine and cypress have nature. Nanxuan Li Bai's Nanxuan was solitary in the Song and Tang Dynasties, and Ke Ye was self-sufficient. When the breeze is not idle, it is natural and unrestrained all day long. The shade is green with ancient moss, and the color is dyed with autumn smoke. Why should it skyrocket? Go straight to thousands of feet. Bai Juyi in Songtang exchanged platinum for pine. Secretly make a good voice in the middle of the night. Dr. Cheng Yan's reputation in Song and Tang Dynasties has been heard all over the world, and he is even more lonely. It will be said that Lingtou is idle, and there are still a few clouds hanging in the sunset. Du Xunhe of Komatsu Hall has been in the grass since he was a child, and now he gradually knows Artemisia capillaris. When people don't know Lingyunmu, they will wait until Lingyun starts to grow taller. It's ridiculous to ridicule the stone poems, and it's ridiculous to fight wild. The ghosts who lose their true realm are nothing more than childe and red makeup. Lime song. Yu Qian. It took a lot of effort to dig out the deep mountain. If the fire burns accidentally. If you are not afraid of being smashed into pieces, leave your innocence in the world. The rocks are rugged and the roads are narrow. When I arrived at the temple, bats appeared in the dusk. I climbed up the hall and sat on the steps, breathing the air washed by the rain. Between the round gardenia pods and the huge banana leaves on the old wall, the priest said that they were well painted Buddha statues. He showed me a lamp and I said they were great. He made the bed, dusted the mat and prepared my dinner. Although the food was rough, it satisfied my hunger. You will lie still at night, and when the moon is clear, the light will enter the door. There is no road to walk alone in the morning. Going in and out, going up and down, when the dense fog dyes streams and peaks green and purple, it illuminates everything. I sometimes pass pine trees and oak trees, which ten people can't tie. Its ripples purify my ears. When the breeze blows my clothes, these things make life happy. When the stream steps barefoot on the rocks, is it necessary to take advantage of other people's wishes? Oh, the selected students are far behind me in my own country. .
8. Poems describing stones
Bai Juyi, a stone in Taihu Lake, looks senile from a distance and grotesque from a close look.
Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it. Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.
Cactus is wide and sword door is deep. The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color.
It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first. Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil. The master's will is as heavy as gold.
The creator of Iraq can only know my heart. Wang Fuzhi's Wang Jian looked at her husband, and Jiang Lang was exhausted.
A woman turned to stone and never looked back. After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone.
Cao Xueqin loves this boxing stone, which is exquisite and natural. Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world? If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it.
Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards. Two stones, Bai Juyi and Cang Ran, are extremely ugly.
Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it. The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.
Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands. Come to the county to wash away the dirt.
The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss. The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.
Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world. One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.
The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight. Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right.
Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time. Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.
I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old. Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?
Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.
9. Poems about stones
"Lotus Stone" Tang Bai Juyi bluestone one or two, white lotus three or four branches.
Send Dongluo, and your heart will go with things. Stone leans on the tree before the wind, and lotus plants the pool next month.
Know the resettlement place far away and look forward to prosperity. It's too late to take the county home now.
Mo Yan is thousands of miles away, and he has a heart at the end of the year. "Wang Fu Stone" Tang looked at her husband and the river grew.
A woman turned to stone and never looked back. After days of rain, pedestrians turn to stones.
"Send a mountain friend, my eldest son, Sun Qijiao" Tang Jiadao is angry with Xiao Sa at this time, but Qin Academy should be closed. Crane seems to have nothing to do with you, full of wind and rain.
Pine and cypress grow on bluestone, and spring rain falls among white clouds. There is a way to the top, and the heart is also.
Wang Fushi Liu Tang Yuxi looked at her husband all day and turned into a lonely stone. It has been thousands of years, just like when I first saw it.
"Every East Peak Pavilion has a secluded stone." Tang Pianshi Dongxi has a shady cliff to be repaired. After the rain, bluestone is hazy and moss is quiet at the end of the year.
Never look back, today is for people to stay. "Wang Fuzhi" Wang Song Anshi's clouds and smoke, who go with them, once they go to the end of the world, they will never return.
Like a woman at the foot of Jiuyi Mountain, she has been looking forward to clothes for a long time.
10. Does anyone know poems about stones?
Si Tong Borg
Wang Fuji Wang Jian
Where I am waiting for my husband, the river is surging. A woman turned to stone and never looked back.
After days of rain, pedestrians return to stone.
Cao Xueqin, a self-painted stone
Love this perforated stone, exquisite and natural.
Tracing back to the source, in which year will it fall into the world?
If you are willing to go back to the end and have nothing, you can make up for it.
Be a stubborn little fairy without asking for more rewards.
Shuangshi Baijuyi
There are two stones, strange and ugly.
Commonly used incomparable, people don't take it.
The knot begins with the embryo and ends at the mouth of Dongting.
Always stay in the waterfront, once in my hands.
Come to the county to wash away the dirt.
The hole is deep in black smoke and thick in moss.
The old dumplings are flat, with Gu Jian as the head.
Suddenly I suspect that the sky is falling, unlike this world.
One can crumble, and the other can store my wine.
The steep mountain is several feet high, and the depression can accommodate a fight.
Five strings are on its left, and a cup is on its right.
Depression is not empty, and Yushan has been depressed for a long time.
Everyone has his own hobbies and wants his spouse for everything.
I'm afraid of juvenile court. I can't afford to get old.
Ask Shuangshi later, can you accompany me?
Although stone can't talk, it makes me three friends.
Taihu Bai Shi ju yi
It's strange to look at doddering from a distance.
Only eight or nine feet tall, if you're looking for it.
Embedded in Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.
Cactus is wide and sword door is deep.
The crown is ancient in shape and clear in color.
It rustles before autumn, and it will rain first.
Tian Zi thinks that it is different, and it is not in the place where it is used.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening it, and reeling it is not as good as anvil.
The master's will is as heavy as gold.
The creator of Iraq can only know my heart.
Answer those who are too withdrawn.
Occasionally I come to sleep under a pine tree with a stone in my head.
There is no calendar in the mountains, and I don't know what month the cold used to be.
From Wang Changling's Yue Ying Ling River Collection.
Zang Dihan Cang Jiang, Shi An drink.
In the sky, I practice snow condensation in the dense forest, and I ride an iron eagle with my own arms.
Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman Huihong
Not afraid of stones slipping. Return to love pony. When I said it, my bones were scattered. No residue method. The lights are bright day and night. The cold weather in the ancient temple is still bad. Burn wooden foqi at night. Sleeping on your back is really happy. Convenient and sour. You don't need to send it from the institute.
Fisherman Aoxin Miracle
Moral articles are handed down from generation to generation. In the three tables, it is naturally a family matter. At this moment. Ghost Mountain embraces the Xijiang River. 36,000 people get drunk every day. The sideburns are only green and green. Stones in the river compete for gifts. Obviously. There is a long word in the middle.
Yulouchun Xin Qiji
The grass grows by the Pipa Pavilion. Incense burner peak smiles. Occasionally, I will be next to Yuxi East, and I feel that the old is not a bald head. Master Putuo has magical powers. The shadow disappeared into the stone. It seems that dedication is wordless, and it is like compassion.
Zhang Hu LV ci Shi tou an
Walking on the stone bank is contrary to the body and things.
This ancient country is remote, so there are few rivers.
The sound of water is endless, and the mountains depend on each other.
Melancholy has no idioms, and rows of crows fly again.
Through Stone Town and Zhang Hu.
The tombs of many relics are in the west, and the six generations belong to the roots of creeping weed.
Only at the end of the year, China was full of brilliance, and the stone city was flooded with thousands of scars.
Chen Gong complained about two Xu Hun songs.
The wind and the river are late, and the past does not forget the future.
Cao Sheng Palace has no owner, so who is the flower of Yushu back garden?
The mountain is dangerous and the water is long. I don't believe that Sui soldiers come to stone.
A song of flowers in the back garden of Yushu, the same as Jingyang Building.
Send Zhu Kejiu back to Kado, Vietnam.
Shichengbo, the clock is early and the north is solid.
The tide is high in Lu Ting, and the windows on the ship are out of space.
Wu Shan invaded the people, and Sui and Liu entered the Tang Dynasty.
I will lower my head every day to adjust my diet, and I will write a letter to He Fu.