1. Six songs (Li Bai)
The mountains in May are still full of snow, only cold, and the grass can't see the grass. Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality. The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night. I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country. When the heavenly soldiers go to the Great Northern Wilderness, they will drink flax in the south. It is a great honor to walk from one battlefield to another. Holding Xue Hai rice, blowing sand to sleep. Why not break the moon and lift the pillow again? Ma Rufeng, whip the bridge. Bend the bow to bid farewell to the moon, insert feathers and break the arrogance of the sky. The array disappears, and the sea fog disappears. When he successfully drew Lin Ting, he was unique to Huopiao Yao. White horse Kinsey, clouds of sand around the dream. This is a sad festival, and I remember the distant border town. In autumn, the window of fireflies is full, and the moon frost is late. Destroy the leaves of plane trees and the branches of Xiao Sa begonia. I never saw you, and I didn't know myself until I burst into tears. Sailu takes advantage of autumn, and the heavenly soldiers leave the Han family. The generals are divided into tigers and bamboos, and the soldiers are divided into Wolongsha. With the bow shadow on the moon, Shuang Hu blows the sword flowers. Jade can't get in, and young women don't grow up. The bonfire moves the desert and shines on the clouds in the spring. Emperor Xian of Han raised his sword and called General Li. The soldiers are angry in the sky, and the drums are at the bottom. With courage, the devil's breath will be clean in the first world war.
2. From Jibeimen Bank (Li Bai)
Lu array Great Northern Wilderness, Hu Jingmang. Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield. The soldiers rushed out of the curtain and killed into the sky. Lie down at the foot of Hongshan, and camp next to Zisai. In winter, the wind and sand are tight and the flag is withered. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes. Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will degenerate and die. Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang.
3. Going north (Li Bai)
What's the point of going north? It's too far north. The road is steep and steep, and the rocks are towering into the sky. Horseshoe tripped over the side stone, and the wheel destroyed Gorkon. The dust is connected to Youzhou, and the bonfire is connected to the north. Killing poison halberd, severe wind cracks clothes. The Yellow River runs whales and Luoyang digs teeth. Go forward, never return to heaven, and return to your hometown. In the miserable ice and snow, the sad cry is definitely in the intestines. The ruler cloth does not cover the bunker, and the skin is dry. Pumping water and valleys, sitting for a long time and collecting wages. The tiger lost its tail again and ground its teeth in the autumn frost. Vegetation is inedible, and hunger drinks zero dew pulp. Sigh that the north is suffering, stop and hurt it. When will Wang Daoping see the light of day again?
2. Poems about volcanoes should be hotter in June, and pedestrians at Chiting intersection are absolutely deserted. Cen Can
The sun is like fire, and the next moment is Wan Li Road. -Bai Juyi
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire. In spring, the river is as green as the south. -Bai Juyi
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside. Richie
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. -Yu Qian
Warm embrace the stove fire, idle scratch white hair. -Bai Juyi
The ashes of the fire have died and the leaves have been sparse for ten days. -Bai Juyi
A new passenger ship came from North Korea, and the lake was a clean spring scenery. -Du Fu
At first glance, the fire cloud seems to be extinguished, and the dawn angle wants to be slightly brighter. -Du Mu
Back in the middle of the fire, the troops began to pursue. Chen Ziang
3. Poems about fire on a cold night, tea from Du Lei as wine on a cold night, bamboo stove soup boiling and fire turning red.
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month. Wu Jiaji's bald stove is a low straw house, next to the salt fire in June.
It is a cool moment to go out on a hot day. Li He sheared the wings, the eagle tilted, and the brocade root jade swirled.
Autumn hangs makeup millet, and arrows nail asparagus. Baboons cry deep bamboo. ? Old wet sand.
Palace officials burn wax fire, and embers fly to pollute lead China. God string witch Li He, pour wine all over the sky, jade furnace charcoal fire incense.
Poseidon Shan Gui came to his seat, and the paper money rustled like a whirlwind. Acacia wood gilding and love dancing, moths to the fire.
Calling stars and ghosts for cups and plates makes people feel chilling. In the end, the south sun is low and the bay is flat, and the immortals grow harmoniously.
God was angry with God for loving his teacher and sending him back to Qingshan.
4. Ask Gu Taiqing that the wind is slanting in the willows, people are quiet at dusk and sleep well.
Short candles will burn out, long ones will go out, and small ones will increase. The red chamber does not close the screen window, but is covered by a wisp of spring marks.
Light smoke, dissolved in the hospital, the moon is in pear blossoms. -"Early Spring Hatred, Spring Night" and "Drunken Man's Mothers", titled Yunlin's "Lake Moon Piano Picture", the sky is long, the sky in Ming Che is vast, and the smoke waves are vast.
Bright streamers, beautiful women flying fairy. Silent and noisy sleeves promote string singing.
According to weeping willows and plain toads, shadows are biased. Envy your ambition, flowing water.
At this time, I ask you, is your heart idle? The cloud is wide, the moon is self-evident, and the new sound is harmonious. Slightly slow hair twisted, the moon is bright and the autumn night is cold.
Gu Taiqing, whose name is Zi Chun, was born in Hanjun Banner. Dorobel painted the side room.
There is "God Bless Song Ji". Sendai has a virtual pavilion, and Guizhulan is the hall.
The east wind blows Luo Yi. Step turn to peony wood, and Ficus pumila is the door wall.
Wave a cup to make you happy, and sing a poem and grass. The stars reflect the home and the moon shines on the hatchback.
For fun and good times, the situation is long. On the twelfth floor, there is a floor where immortals live.
Press the sapphire case on the left and the book of the red treasure on the right. Qiong Yao made a dangerous crown, and Furong dragged it lightly.
Smile with jade teeth, calmly remove Dan. Look down at the running water and shoot squid in the clear waves.
Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, reading space. Wushan Mountain is high and majestic, and the river is blue and deep.
There are balcony people in the room, quiet and elegant. Cui sleeve leans against Zhu Lan, and the color is often beautiful.
I want to follow it, but I can't see three bluebirds. The sun set under the rocks and dark clouds gathered.
Misty smoke fans repair Zhu, and birds throw themselves into the forest. Clear night and cool moon, open the window and play the piano.
Things are long in the world, and the sound is on the string. After the Qingming snow, Mrs. Shi Tai visited the Xishan Temple. The flowers in March haven't been released yet, and spring suddenly passed the Qingming Festival.
There are countless clouds moving on the mountain, and the forest trees are covered with snow. The strange stone crouches like a tiger, and the old pine is named Wolong.
In the evening, the blue stream adds new water and looks back at the evening mist. Dongshan Caotang is full of spring water, and spring comes to Caotang.
When Huang Mao first built the roof, Yan Zi wanted to see the beams. Flowers and trees are really interesting, and books are antique.
The new rain breaks, and the calyx is graceful and clear. Shu Qi urged calyx, spring breeze into the bottle.
The long curtains are silent during the day, and people are still singing birds. Sweep the seat to clear the moss invasion marks of pine shadow.
Shantang is a simple place, and the ci is connected with Wenyuan. At dusk, the face is dark and the ground is getting warmer in the south.
In spring, waiting to see the grass by the river, the heavenly heart has thundered. On the sunny window, the colored lines are coiled with gold rays, and the blue sea and the spirit wind break the jade plum.
Suddenly, I was born for 34 years and had a few drinks in a hundred years. On Qingming Day, the two main double bridges have a new original rhyme, Xiao Temple hangs on the Yang bank, and that bay is the Ming Lake.
I have been here for 25 years. Biwa mournful spring hall, jade peak sees distant mountains.
The monk's window faces the running water and wants to listen to the gurgling. If you want to go to Chengxi Temple, you have to wait for apricot flowers.
The body is still cold, and credit is not allowed in good times. Ada will dip in the spring water and cross the river tomorrow night.
When the mountains are exhausted, the number of flashes belongs to the crow. The beauty of Bozoji's treasure lies in Yunfeng, and the spring mountains are covered with green grass.
Cool Zen Room, inscribed by Kethleen. On the platform of Huayu, the sound of spring is in the west.
Climb the foggy city, and the smoke in every well is low. Tiantai Temple in Younan Valley On March 3, Tiantai Temple entered the Dharma Hall in the afternoon.
Ruins mourn the country, and spring grass covers the mountains, cattle and sheep. Platycladus orientalis in front of the courtyard is true, and the peach blossoms at the mouth of the cave are wonderful.
Laughter means that he was buried in that year, and my hometown is in the white clouds. This road named after itself is like the decoration of Shuangfeng Ji Ya Road. Looking back on Yunshan, there is a long way to go.
If you don't become immortal, Yan can stay, and Ma Gu's temples are frosty. On the first day of New Year's Day, firecrackers scattered crows, and there were thousands of fireworks in Spring City.
Pipa is on a new day, but the stirrup didn't last year. Death turns to human feelings, and it is necessary to guard against poverty.
Saving people from drowning is thrilling. Who dares to be young when you are idle? On the 22 nd, I crossed Tianning Temple from Baiyun Temple and then passed Tianning Temple, and the flowers were dyed.
Fairy film is a fascinating story, and the wind barrier protects spring vegetables. Weeds are thicker than embroidery, and mountains are lighter than Xu Ruo.
Fang hopes that it will rain today and the wheat will be hoed in time. Fayuan Temple saw Haitang meet Ruan Xu Shishan Zhirenlan, that is, Qian Baifu's old man's poem rhyme presented a stone piece on the second wall, which was handed down from generation to generation.
Just read the poem well and want to see the old man. Flying around the seat, it is turbid blue smoke.
The meditation room is quiet in spring, and the incense meets the headwind. Spring flowers are full of trees, and abundant gods borrow guests to pass on.
The shade turns with the sun and the red leaves are at the mercy of the wind. Encounter Jiangnan show and play French cigarettes indiscriminately.
Send me a poem and ask the window. You can use the rhyme carved by the stone carving in Wu Xunlu Lane to flow to the mountain building for seven miles, which is flat and not annoying.
There are springs under the stone hall, and the buddhas are intertwined. Moss can't see the past, and the dense green doubt has not begun.
Longquan ancient wall fell, how to wear tiger's tail spring ice? On the fishing beam, the waterfowl in the evening reflects the mountains and blue beaches.
Eat, drink and be merry in time, and waste time. Kaiyuan remnant tablet is embedded in the cliff, thanks to Lu Xiang's carved poems.
Looking at the mountain all the way, two waters merge into a flood. Ma Dongfeng is fragrant, and Yuanyang jade is surprised.
Guitu may ask when the pear blossom will bear fruit today. Spring waves are boundless, and the world is so long.
Why don't you pull a deer cart and swim in the clouds to win the market? At night, at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, stay in Longquan Temple, all the way into the clouds, and go through the Woods in pairs.
It's not too cold in front of the mountain, and there are stars all over the sky. In summer, I came back from boating in the east of the city. If you don't go to the east of the city for 30 years, the clouds will grow.
Occasionally, there are new songs on the wild shore, and the dead wood at the mountain gate is still there. Monks no longer welcome past guests, but I still remember when Liu was a boat.
The wind woke me up all the way, and there was a faint smoke in the west. At the end of the year, send my brother to Dongpo and my son. See the rhyme snow from the bitter cold, the north wind rises. It's the end of the year and the New Year.
When you talk about one of the guests, you should pay back the money. Afraid of going on a food trip, disgusting and tired.
Send books twice a month, and one book has five or six articles. Tell me something about the guests, a little good karma.
I like the county magistrate to swim with it. My brother is a bookworm, and the rest are just teenagers.
Protect yourself wisely, think twice before you act, and move forward cautiously. The source varies from time to time. Please see Yi and Dragon.
Happiness is not poor, and it is worthy of the sky. And waiting for the spring breeze, everything is fresh.
I give you my fox skin and a jade patent. Looking up at the south cloud, the new geese will spin north.
At the beginning of forty, I felt that I was not free, and my tears flowed in vain on this day. I haven't heard from Goose every now and then, and the poem has been handed in for several years.
It's fleeting, shocking and personal. That is even more reminiscent of childhood. Dongfeng had a dream.
After the death of my late master, I no longer like these poems. The poem "Winter Window" was sung, which was impressive and unforgettable. I dare not complain about the misfortunes in my life. It also shows that the two children are sleepy and sitting around the stove. It is extremely painful to open books and read the heritage.
In this case, the body is weak, tears are numerous, and the eyes are unknown. The immortal has ascended to immortality and floated back to Yujing.
There are silly and stubborn children and women who are babies. Fighting millet and ruler cloth won't do.
There are many rafters in the rough lanes, and there is no difference between an empty valley and an empty valley. Whoops, the children cried, and their hearts were shaken by sadness.
I want to die under the spring, but I dare not be light. How does Yu Ji cherish herself and be a teacher for you?
Ji Haisheng cried every day, the east wind was cold, and the empty house was quiet.
5. The poems about Matsuzaka and Meiju are those 1. Yongmei's poem: A few plums in Wang Mei's Anshi, and a single flower in hanling.
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Sometimes thunderstorms lift the heavens and the earth, and it is suspected that the black dragon is alone. 3. The word Zheng Banqiao (Zheng Xie) on bamboo branches is one paragraph after another, with thousands of branches and leaves.
I don't blossom, so I don't tease bees and butterflies. 4. Poems chanting chrysanthemums in The Main Book of the Republic of China: Tao Jinyuan, Fang Ju, Lin Yao, Song Qing, Yan Guan.
With this beautiful appearance, it is outstanding for first frost. Bamboo: Gong Fan is a professional doctor in Cen Can and a consultant to Gong Fan. He planted bamboo in the yard of Shaanxi, compiled a new set of bamboo poems, and even saw it, which made Gong Fan elegant and graceful, so he made a song with it.
When the world sees that bamboo doesn't understand love, it will be known that you planted bamboo in court. This gentleman has a unique land, and he has heard a lot since he planted it.
The color is cold in summer and the maple leaves are dry at night. If you can see the box under the curtain, you should look out of the window of the piano book.
For the monarch, the shade will cover the sun and the bamboo shoots will return through the steps. Chastity tends to frost, and empty wishes are better than lang Guan's pen.
You don't love the pine branches in Nanshan, and the bamboo color stays still at four o'clock. In cold weather, grass and trees are yellow, and you don't know until you are green.
Wang Wei in Zhuliguan leans alone in the dense bamboo, and I am playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Julie Pavilion Pei Di has been to Julie Pavilion to have a blind date with Taoism. There are only birds in and out of the mountain, but no one on earth.
Mother Bamboo Li Bai There is Mother Mountain in the north of dangtu county, where there are stones and rivers, the shore wall is steep and the wind and waves are rough. Its mountains produce bamboo, which is round and sparse, and can be regarded as a flute tube with sound and tone.
Wild bamboos accumulate stones, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.
Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't learn from the willow tree, always protect yourself.
Yan Jia, Du Fu's bamboo is half-hidden, and new shoots are out of the wall. The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle.
The rain washed Juanjuan clean, and the wind blew a fragrance. But without cutting, I will meet the clouds.
Liu Zongyuan's dangerous bridge, Gong Xunyuan's Wu Yong Kuzhu Bridge, is a secluded path that winds through the sparse forest. Share hardships and be humble.
Bend down to look at the thin stream under the bridge and look up to listen to the rustling of bamboo in the mountains. Clouds in the pool, birds in the mountains.
I'm afraid Tianjin won't be needed. The habitat is much cooler. Bamboo Trail Li Deyu Wild Bamboo has its own trail, which is more than three miles around the stream.
Scattered bombs are covered with layers of mounds, reflecting the clear canal sadly. Looking at Lin Jing at sunset, Zhigu is popular.
With few family and friends, who wants to cook fish? The new hairpin of Hsinchu Yuanzhen is the only solution, and the cool color is in full bloom.
Ran Ran floating coagulate powder, rustling gradually attracted the wind. It's sunny and rainy, but it's sparse.
Only Tuan Tuan Festival, faithful size. The newly planted bamboo white house is easy to make the city uncomfortable, and the grass grows behind closed doors.
How to entertain the wild and plant more than 100 bamboos. Seeing this exciting color reminds me of my feelings in the mountains.
Sometimes in my spare time, I will walk around the fence all day. Don't say that the roots are not strong, and don't say that the yin is not successful.
I already feel that there is more than one clear sign in the yard. I love leaning against the window and the sound of autumn wind branches.
Enjoy people playing with snow peaches. After the south spring rain, watch the snow frost. All kinds of people are also in fog, modest and self-sustaining.
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you will be amazing when you are young.
Guo Tong's staff shot bamboo Liu Changqing in front of Huainan Provincial Government Office, where Liang Wang Garden was originally planted, and now it is moved to the altar of Han General. The cage is low and the crown is high.
It's hard to get the land, but it's hard to remove the roots and frost. Flowers become a phoenix, and bamboo shoots grow into fishing rods.
The army is quiet and the small county is spacious. Whispering and dusk, the shadows on the door are cold.
When Xiangpu changed, Yang Shan was disabled in several places. I don't know the porch screen side, facing Yuan An at the end of the year.
Ran's younger brother, Meng Haoran and I have forged a lifelong friendship with Ersanzi. Be ambitious, come through thick and thin, and have a bird heart.
Escape is false, and the breeze is in the bamboo forest. Da is interested in wine and occasionally plays the piano.
Qi Yiling lived in seclusion, and Li Sheyin and Guo Yishan were deep all the way. Never addicted to things, he worked hard to move his family to the bamboo forest to make a fuss, which led to Li He and Ling Lun picking bamboo for twenty-four.
Linglun received it from Kunqiu, and Xuanyuan imperial edict was divided into twelve parts. Linglun used it to correct the melody, and Xuanyuan used it to adjust the vitality.
At that time, the Yellow Emperor went to heaven with 23 tubes of salt. Only one pipe is left to blow, and nothing can be taken care of. This pipe is buried in Yu Shun Temple.
A friend of mine, Ting Jianwu, went to Xuanzhou to see that kind of jade. It seems that your home is full of Ting Zhu. Guests don't need to breathe the breeze, they are cool and self-sufficient here.
Hsinchu, Hanyu bamboo shoots and Nanzhu bamboo shoots are becoming increasingly clear. The light green festival has been frosted, and the yellow buds are still covered with green.
Five or six came out of the slaughterhouse, and three or four came out of the family. The high standard is Ling Qiuyan and Tong Zhensheng's spring rhyme.
It's rare that life is skillful in mending forests, and there are doubts and disputes in generate. At first glance, the vertical and horizontal lines go hand in hand, and there is no time for romance.
Dewdrops shed tears before the wind blows. Who can play with me and stare at the empty scene?
Topic Liu Xiucai Hsinchu Du Mu's stems are as beautiful as jade, and the morning mist is green. The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.
Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to block the curtain cloud. If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman?
When eating bamboo shoots for the first time, Li Shangyin's tender and fragrant buds came out of the forest first, and the price of the five tombs was as heavy as gold. Imperial capital, land and sea, should be countless, endure an inch of Lingyun heart.
On the bamboo in front of Zhengchang Shili Hall, Jia Daoqing's bamboo is in the poem wine, and he meditates endlessly. The branches are scattered with low snow, and the leaves are covered with sub-cold wind.
Xiaosa suspects that spring has passed, but he has the same way. Roots are invaded and unearthed, and bamboo shoots next door are clustered.
Outside the screen window, the sound-clearing room is in the middle. See the shutter all day long, and the pillow is the same for several years.
Wan Qing sings the prince, and Qian Gong accompanies Ruan Gong. Expose the pity film, and the rain will love it.
Jiegu is quite Hubei, and Xiangchuan dominates Shuidong. He Ruxuan is on the edge of the threshold, and the sky is clear.
Yu Wang, the official bamboo house, said that whoever planted hundreds of poles would rain, and the accompanying song was called Idle Official. Don't compete with Yao Yan for spring scenery. Stay alone and be afraid of the cold.
The sound blows the piano bed to create elegance, and the shadow invades the chess game to help Qing Huan. Even if the toilet is demolished next year, it will still be seen in the snow this winter.
Ting Zhiyuan moved a group of flowers to plant this gentleman, making the court more cold and clean. In summer, I am bored around, and there is a breeze to borrow from my neighbors.
Chanting about Jinzhujiangtang, it was deserted all the way, and it was suspected to be a forest. Those who are greedy for their husbands, or those who have railings, see gold and don't repair it.
Song Qi, a bamboo tree, is different from others by pruning its tips, but refuses to pick them. There is a straight day, but there is no empty heart.
Zizhu Xiuzhu is produced in the southwest of Mei, and its color is different from green. Cut the flute to reflect the sandalwood lips, and lead the branches to leave the phoenix.
Move from a thousand miles, not into a valley. I love planting bamboo Zhai Sima Guang, and I also borrow Zhai to plant bamboo.
One day is indispensable, and chic is always in sight. The snow and frost confessed, and Ke Ye did not change his mind.
Better than Shi Jilun, coral is full of golden valley. There are four pavilions in Huazang Academy dedicated to bamboo and Wang Anshi, with a long aftertaste.
People are thin when they are born with compassion, and even more rigid when they are old. I once shared the rain and dew with Artemisia selengensis, and finally sought the frost with pine and cypress.
I'm tired of plants that take root and sprout. I want to ask Linglun to learn from Phoenix. There are bamboos in Qujiang, Lv Tao, Zhu Jin. The color is dark yellow. People in the village look at Zhu Jin.
Xiuzhu is lovely and in a golden situation. Heaven and earth are in harmony, and the frost and snow are fierce.
Coriolus versicolor has a knot, and chestnut jade is planted into a forest.
6. About Huaqing Palace, the former site of Shihua Qingguan is on Lishan Mountain in Lintong, Shaanxi Province, which is the palace of the Tang Dynasty. There are hot springs with beautiful scenery, which are warm in winter and cool in summer. Li Longji and Yang Yuhuan often come to play. According to legend, Yang Yuhuan likes to eat fresh litchi, and Li Longji orders flying horses from Sichuan and Guangdong to Chang 'an every year, killing many people. This is the first of three songs "Crossing the Qing Palace". This poem vividly and profoundly reveals the decadent life of feudal emperors through the typical event of transporting fresh litchi.
This epic was written by Du Mulu when he arrived in Chang 'an via Huaqing Palace, feeling that Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei were extravagant and misunderstood their own country. Huaqing Palace was once a playground for Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty and Yang Guifei. According to "New Tang Book"? "Biography of Yang Guifei" records: "I love lychee, and I will be born with it. She went to Wan Li Road, and her taste has not changed. She has arrived in the capital. " Therefore, on the way from Sichuan to Chang 'an, many policemen were exhausted and the post horses fell dead. The quatrains crossing the Qing Palace intercepted this historical fact, attacked the arrogance, extravagance and ignorance of feudal rulers, satirized the present with history and warned the monarch.
Poetry eulogizes the Huaqing Palace, but it begins with "looking back at Chang 'an", guiding readers to gradually enter the deep realm from the unfolding of the scenery in front of them. The first sentence describes the panoramic view of Huaqing that the poet saw when he looked back at Huaqing Palace in Chang 'an. The word "looking back" is not only a true writing, but also a link between the past and the future. "Embroidered Pile" means a pun, which not only points out that Mount Li is surrounded by East Embroidered Ridge and West Embroidered Ridge, but also depicts countless layered and magnificent buildings hidden in it, just like a pile of splendid scenery, which is like a flower in the new century. As a result, the poet suddenly raised a sense of responsibility to review and reflect on history, and expressed his feelings about history from the scene. It is the following three sentences, "A thousand doors open at the top of the mountain", which are inherited and reviewed. The second sentence focuses on the top of the "embroidered pile", revealing the deep palace and heavy garden, from which we can see the luxury of Tang Xuanzong and Yang Guifei's life in those years, and set a question for readers: Why do you want to open the "thousand doors on the top of the mountain"? The first four words of the third sentence, "galloping the world of mortals", are like montage techniques in movies, which shift the reader's perspective to the mountain road: flying on loess, riding like flying. People can't help but regenerate suspense because of these two jumping scenes: the forbidden door is opened and the horse is passed. Is there any military incident? But the word "princess smile" suddenly turned a corner, which made people relieved, but even more confused. Even because of the mysterious atmosphere, the poet insisted on knowing the result immediately, revealing the mystery implicitly and euphemistically: "No one knows it is litchi." It turns out that this is all caused by Yang Guifei. When she saw "riding the world of mortals" galloping past, she knew that the litchi that gave her appetite had arrived, so she "laughed" happily. Others thought it was urgent, but who thought it was fresh litchi in Fuzhou! The conclusion of the poem is the crowning touch of the whole poem, revealing the bane of the "An Shi Rebellion": the luxury of this bustling world has reached an unimaginable level! People can't help but think of Zhou Youwang's praise and laugh it off in those years, and he did not hesitate to fight a vassal war, which led to the collapse of the Western Zhou Dynasty. The poet recited the anecdote of Tianbao, aiming at warning the later monarchs not to delay the state affairs because of their lust for pleasure. However, the poet did not write about the tragic situation of An Shi, Xuanzong's hasty escape, Ma Youpo's performance, nor did he list Xuanzong's amusement, extravagance and luxury life. Instead, it suddenly showed such a "small thing" as sending litchi thousands of miles away to win the imperial concubine's smile and find historical problems in the details. "Riding a princess and laughing in the world of mortals" makes a wonderful contrast between a poor official who gallops on horseback and a smiling princess who painstakingly delivers fresh litchi, and expresses such a serious historical theme with a word "smile", which is highly generalized and typical.