Poems describing strange stones

1. Poems about strange stones

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. .

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