1. Please give me a lot of poems about "quietness", thank you
The people of Shicuitingzhou are quiet, and there are two pairs of gulls and herons.
The silence of the material covers the cloud windows, and the dust fills the mournful strings and dangerous pillars. Walk quietly around the green shade and lie down listening to the sound of rain.
The heart of the opposite is also calm, empty and white are facing each other. The sound of the spring is heard and breathed again, and the movement and stillness follow the stimulation.
Thinking about it quietly, there are gaps in every corner. It is difficult to rely on the vastness to seek the essence and principles in silence.
The winter jasmine in Chang'an is sour and green, and the soil in Jincheng is crisp and quiet. The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, which makes people feel quiet at first.
A branch in the bamboo is leaning, reflecting the tranquility of the forest. Rabbits are walking and blackbirds are chirping, people are talking quietly, and the red coats all over the stream are singing.
The chapel is deep and quiet, no one is there, the green window is filled with calm and fragrant sounds, the chilling cicadas are about to report the autumn weather, and it is a quiet and secluded place. Don't say that you have no friends, restlessness and quietness each have their disciples.
Only those who respond to silence will believe, and those who are difficult to move will speak. The night is quiet, the clouds and sails are low, the moon shadow is low, the Taoist courtyard is quiet, the moss color is even with the deep bamboo.
The King of Xing will be in a calm and demonic atmosphere, and the saint’s life span will last ten thousand springs. Being able to warn oneself against the spring is like looking at the mirror calmly.
In his later years, he just likes to be quiet and doesn't care about anything. For the sake of Tao, there is no such thing as a hut, and my heart will be calm.
The water is still and cold at night, and the fish will not eat. The boat is full and empty and returns at full moonlight. If the suburbs are not peaceful, the elderly will not be at peace.
I am willing to kill Shan Yu and drive away from Jingtieguan for a long time. The pond is quiet in the temple, and mundane things are out of sight.
I love the quietness of the thatched cottage in Ruyu Mountain, the refreshing air of high autumn. When you are busy, you think about taking a rest; when you are quiet, you have noisy thoughts.
The smoke is closing in the night sky, the spring birds are quiet, and they sing high in the sky when it rains. On the seven strings of Lingling, listen quietly to the cold wind in the pines.
The quiet person lies in the grass, and the golden boudoir is filled with talents. The new moon is shining brightly, and the cold night is full of rivers and quiet mountains.
Standing in the sky, the sun is gone, and people are still and quiet throughout the day. Thousands of doors are quiet at night, and the river is bright and all things hang.
Coming from a foreign land in ancient times, calmness shows special signs. My father-in-law, please listen quietly. I'll ask you to explain.
It is a quiet autumn day in the high hall, and the robes are floating in the evening breeze. A quiet place when the sun is setting.
The deeper the silence, the more lonely the lamp shines against the wall. I also heard that offering soldiers was enough to calm the dust.
Thinking quietly about the other and this, I don’t know who is the idiot. The courtyard is closed in the quiet spring day, and the bamboos are leisurely watching guests playing chess.
It was a quiet evening, and the birds were calling each other. Living near the lake, the quiet environment is called high emotion.
People sit in silence for a long time at night, worried and unable to return to sleep, and stand still to watch the arrows. When the city is quiet, people are fleeing their fortunes, and when Jiang Kuan is away, guests are fleeing from the army.
The wind is still when God is gone, and the warbler is hiding from the green shadows. It speaks quietly in the deep stream, and howls high on the mountain top. In the mountains, I learn to watch the hibiscus trees quietly, and under the pine tree, I fold the dew sunflowers in my clear house.
He told Weihe, Jidou was in Jingjia, and his friend You took the photo with majesty. The stormy night came, the hall was quiet, and suddenly I heard a faint voice in front of the lamp.
The door is quiet except for the chirping of birds, and there is little sound of drums in the distance. I will wait until the demon atmosphere is quiet, and the paper will be wrapped in food for the time being.
Sitting in the Xiaolu River in the tranquility, I went into the jade wine cellar to listen to my idle thoughts. The officials in Qinggong are calm, but things in Chi County are complicated.
Frequent illnesses are accompanied by drowning, and long chanting prevents quiet defecation. The mind of a quiet person is wonderful, and the master's art is unparalleled: the river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the busy red flowers reflect the white flowers.
In the clear days, there is taste but incompetence. I love lonely clouds and love monks quietly. The leisure steps are quiet, the poplar flowers are getting fewer and fewer; the red doors are hidden, and the orioles are still singing.
The door is very quiet, the window is quiet and the room is quiet. Every time I find a quiet place, I think about talking to my old friends.
The mood is beautiful, but Kong Jing is humorous. When you retreat into silence, there is nothing left to know. When you enter, there is still a lot of shouting and there is nothing left to hear.
Singing quietly on the moonlit night, when you are drunk and enjoying the flowers. The green moss and turbid wine are quiet in the forest, and the clear water and spring breeze are faint in the wild.
Inside the Weizi County Pavilion, it was extremely quiet. How quiet is the makeup pavilion and the prostitute building? The night wind is still and smooth, the green poplar wind is still and leisurely hateful, the autumn water is clear and bottomless, and the desolate and quiet guest's heart is quiet.
Curly hair and beard, bright green eyes, tall buildings blowing bamboos at night. King Yaxiangqin has endured hardships and vowed to repay his lord for peace in the world.
People are quiet and birds and kites are enjoying themselves, and outside the bridge, fresh water splashes. The herons at the head of the beach are silent, and the fish jumping from the stern of the boat are screaming.
Jiao'e sleeps late at night in a slanted bun. The pear blossoms are still and birds are perched on the branches.
Why wait for an official position when you retire? Old age brings hardship and tranquility. Quietly speaking, at the bottom of the secluded valley, high mountains and censers roar.
After the clouds have gone, the moth flies away from the mountain. The courtyard has been quiet with music and singing.
It is difficult for jade to sing Zhu Lianjing, and I remember listening to it on the double lotus pond. It’s hard to see flowers fall in the sky, but it’s easy to make noise when the orioles sing.
Weng Zhong's clothes and hat, the lion's head and horns, and the moss marks are green. The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, and the spring mountain sky is quiet at night.
Sober up, let the breeze blow in, and listen to poetry in a quiet night. The cicadas hugging the leaves are quiet, and the lonely bird returns to the mountain late.
After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars became more and more distant. There is a lot of noise in the rocks, but the color is quiet deep in the pines.
There is an old monk standing in his spare time, and it is quiet with no ordinary guests passing by. It was a cloudless night yesterday, with intermittent loud sounds until dawn.
Everything is contented when you observe it quietly, and the joy of the four seasons is the same as that of others. The thatched cottage is not closed, the stone bed is quiet, and there is a heavy sound of dew falling among the leaves.
The spring clouds on the city cover the garden wall, and the evening scenery in the river pavilion is quiet and fragrant. It is as poor and quiet as a monk's residence, with bamboo groves leaning on the four walls.
There is no battle in the quiet place at the end of the world, and the strength of the soldiers is sold out by the light of the sun and the moon. Qiu Jing sees the headdress, and the sand is far away and the Ji is sad.
In the deep of night, there are no insects lying around, and the clear moon comes out of the mountains and the light enters the door. Stay alone at the foot of the mountain and walk quietly towards the middle of the moon.
I am worried that after becoming famous one day, it will be rare for me to live in peace and quiet. Cai Houjing had more than enough thoughts, so he bought wine in front of him in the clear night.
Three sides of independence are quiet, and one sword knows how to commit suicide.
I heard that there is a quiet temple with many strange sights in the mountains and rivers.
When it comes to soldiers being far away and quiet, they can also search in the dark. The wind is calm and the willows are weeping. I look at the flowers and say goodbye.
The moon is bright, the room under the pine tree is quiet, the sunrise is cloudy, the chickens and dogs are noisy. The river is still and the tide is beginning to fall, and the forest is dim and miasmatic.
The Shoji pine forest is quiet and dark, and Ping Xuan suddenly seems to have no painting. Jiang Jing heard about the mountains and rivers, and the Sichuan chief counted Sai Hong.
The fallen flowers and gossamers are quiet in the daytime, and the singing doves and swallows are young and deep. The environment above the pavilion is so quiet that the traces of dust are far away.
Then I built a secluded room, and then I realized that tranquility is wonderful. It's not like the quiet place where people are in the dining hall, but the sound of autumn is always on the seven strings.
The loose shadows fall into the sky, the altar is quiet, and the fragrant grass grows in the small cave. The trader sleeps during the day and knows the waves are calm, while the boatman talks at night and feels the tide rising.
The remaining clouds disperse into clouds, and the Chengjiang River is as quiet as practice. Zangong Tang is a good way to calm your mind.
The shadow is quiet in Qianguanli, in front of Xinsu Qi School. In the quiet night, there are no neighbors, and we live in desolation and poverty.
Being indifferent and without any other thoughts, tranquility is my teacher. Fortunately and in a quiet situation, I am happy to have my lover back.
Close the bamboo door deeply and quietly sweep the ground under the pine tree. The barbarian girl's chant fills the cold sky, and the nine mountains are green and tears are red.
There is no cloud in the autumn sky, and the ground is quiet without any dust. The world is far away from the world, and the birds singing know that the environment is quiet.
Admire the tranquility and pity the Yunzhu, and forget to return to the platform. Then I created a poor valley, and then I realized that quiet people are idle.
When the geese are far away in autumn, the sun is still and cloudless. The white clouds are still in the sky, and the grass is closed.
The audience is wonderful when they sit quietly, and they are so powerful and solitary. The sound of the round cents is quiet and new, but the width of the hole and inkstone is so stubborn! There are no remaining leaves in the forest, but there are fallen flowers in the cold light.
For a moment, you can scan the peaks and look up at the sudden blue sky. Those who are poor in knowledge and quiet will have white hair and old hair.
The water is still and the tower is straight, the mountains are dim and the sun is setting. Yao and the true heart are meditative, so those who are harmonious and quiet play.
The lanes in Yongchongli are quiet, and the courtyard in Huayang is quiet. The building and boat suddenly became calm, and the river turned into a wild goose pond.
At sunset, the mountains and rivers are quiet, and the pine trees sound for you. Quietly read ancient books and leisurely fish on the Weihai coast.
The mountains are bright and the moon is white, and the night is quiet and the pines and wind are resting. There used to be monks who wrote sutras, their bodies were calm and their minds were focused.
The clouds and shadows are leisurely photographing each other in the center of the water, and the sound of springs under the forest comes quietly. It is refreshing and refreshing, and it relieves the heat and pain.
The mountain monk is ninety years old, quiet and immortal. Outside Jingluoyun Mountain, the music and books are silent.
Thinking of this makes me sad, and I can’t be still at dawn. Sitting in the silence of the night, sleeping peacefully in the sun.
Chickens and dogs are quiet for hundreds of miles, and machines and trees are singing in thousands of houses. The sky is clear, the river is white, the seagulls know that the heart is calm.
The night is cold and the moon is quiet, and the flowers are leisurely walking in the morning. The vast sea is quiet, and the Yangtze River is clear for thousands of miles.
The official Cao said he had a calm mind and lived in a quiet place. Nothing happened here, let’s talk quietly about Qiu Shui.
The reed flowers hang quietly in the deep pool. 2. Poems containing the word "quiet"
1. "Birdsong Stream"
Author: Wang Wei (Tang Dynasty)
People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, and the spring mountains are quiet at night null. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
Translation:
There are few people moving and only the sweet-scented osmanthus falls silently. At night, the valley is quiet and empty in spring. The bright moon rises and shines brightly, startling the birds in the mountains, flying high and chirping in the spring stream from time to time.
2. The third part of "Seven Quatrains of Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
Author: Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
The river is deep, the bamboos are quiet, and there are two or three houses, and there are many things happening. Flowers reflect white flowers. To repay the spring sunshine, you should send your life with fine wine
Translation:
There are two or three families living in the quiet bamboo forest on the bank of the Shenjiang River, and the sultry red flowers stand out against the white flowers. I have a place to repay the kindness of spring, and the oars in the hotel can send my years away.
3. "Santai·Qingming Yingzhi"
Author: Wan Qiyong (Song Dynasty)
See the pear blossom with the moon in the night, and the begonia half containing the dynasty rain. In the spring of the inner garden, you can't help but pass through Qingmen, and the Yugou rises and dives into Nanpu. The east wind is calm, and the thin willows are hanging with golden threads. Looking at Fengque, there is neither smoke nor fog. In good times, the government and the public are happy, and the flute and drum are played all over Jiumo and Taiping.
The orioles chirped intermittently, and the swallows flew around. Near the green water, the pavilion reflects the swing, there are grass fights and pairs of women swimming. The fragrance is more fragrant and the wine is cold for an outing. Will know secretly, young Tao Zhuhu. Towards the end of the night, the horse has a carved saddle, the lapel is drunk, and the flowers are flying.
It is slightly cold and slightly warm, and it is half cloudy and half sunny. It's a fire-forbidden day, it's time to try out new makeup, and you're at your prime. During the Qingming Festival, wax torches are passed around the Han Palace. Green smoke scatters and flies into Huai Mansion. The soldiers and guards were gathered, the doors were opened, the propaganda was carried out, and the duties were rested.
Translation:
See the pear blossoms with the night moon at the beginning, and the begonias half with the morning rain. The spring light of the Royal Palace could not be blocked and extended to the distant city gate. The imperial ditch was filled with new water and flowed quietly to Nanpu. The east wind is calm and quiet, and the thin willows are draped with golden threads. Look at the majestic palace, soaring into the clouds. It is not a fairyland filled with smoke. During the Qingping era, the court and the people were so happy, and the roads in the imperial city were filled with the sound of flutes and drums.
The orioles sing intermittently, and the little swallows fly around. Approaching the green water, the terraces and pavilions on the shore are reflected in the green water, and the shadows of the swings are rippling with the water waves. People gather to play grass-fighting games, pairs of wandering girls are filled with the aroma of selling sugar, and the outing road is full of people bringing wine and picnics. You may be lucky enough to meet that wealthy family with peach blossoms on their faces.
Gathering together in the evening, the young man was riding a horse with a carved saddle. He was so drunk that his clothes were stained with red patches and flecks of catkins. It is the long day with mild cold and pleasant warmth, and the dusk with half cloudy and half clear sky. In this fire-forbidden season, young people have tried on their new makeup, and they are at their best.
During the Qingming Festival, the Han Palace transmits wax turbidity. Wisps of green smoke flew into the noble man's house where a locust tree was planted in front of the door. All the soldiers and guards were removed, the palace opened its doors, no more edicts were heard, and all official duties were suspended.
4. "Bu Suanzi's Residence at Dinghui Yuan in Huangzhou"
Author: Su Shi (Song Dynasty)
The missing moon and the sparse tung trees make people feel at ease. Who can see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and solitary shadows. Startled but looked back, no one can spare the regret. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Translation:
The waning moon hung high in the sparse sycamores, and the sound of dripping stopped and the crowd began to become quiet. Who can see the secluded people walking around alone, like the misty silhouette of a lone wild goose. It suddenly started thinking about it and then looked back hastily. There was hatred in its heart but no one could understand it. It picked all over the cold branches and refused to rest, but hid in the lonely sandbank and was willing to suffer.
5. "Linjiang Immortal·Drinking from Dongpo at night, I wake up and get drunk again"
Author: Su Shi (Song Dynasty)
Drink at Dongpo at night, I wake up and get drunk again, Returning seems like the third watch. The boy's breath is thundering. No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river.
I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget about camp? The wind is quiet at night and the grain is flat. The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life.
Translation:
After a late night banquet, I woke up and got drunk in Dongpo's apartment. When I came back, it seemed that it was already midnight. By this time, the child servant at home was already fast asleep and snoring like thunder. I knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response from inside. I could only lean on my quinoa stick and listen to the roar of the rushing river.
I often feel resentful that this body does not belong to me. When will I forget to compete for fame and wealth? Taking advantage of the late night, calm wind, and flat river waves, I sailed on a small boat and disappeared, traveling around the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life. 3. What are the poems that express "quietness"
1. "Dao Qingqing retired to Qinjun in old age, and was ordered to return to Yanjing Changchun Palace"
Era: Yuan Author: Yin Zhiping
October is the time of spring. Everything is at peace. I am alone among the water and clouds. Cross Dongshan. Pointing directly at Gu Yan Wuding. Lao Ye dares to disobey destiny. Looking back at Zhongnan. Come again.
2. "Twelve Poems on Xijiang Moon and Above See Wang Weiyi's Enlightenment"
Era: Yuan Author: Wang Weiyi
Likan does not distinguish between north and south. Gold is between the west and the east. But Chengyi kept it in mind. Don't let your mind wander. To know the true seed of the previous life, one must see deeply that all things and I are empty. The silence is as quiet as Hongmeng. The four images and five elements are useless.
3. "Forty-One Stanzas"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Puning
Words have been passed down orally from near and far, and reports have been quiet in recent years.
Only Taibai Ruiyanweng broke through the void and found debris.
The stone girl on Dapeng Mountain in Xichuan was startled to shed tears, and the trees and people in Fusang Jufu Mountain sighed.
Drinking the water of Wuyi from Long Yuan together, the righteousness of our brothers and sisters is as heavy as glue and paint.
Broken strings are broken and the strings are broken.
4. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou: The Dharma of Destiny with Shu"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Jing Boring
The Dharma of Destiny with Shu, I see it with all my eyes green. The car is everywhere, and the strings and pipes are making endless sounds. Laughing at myself for being stranded for four years, I talked about the peace on three sides and felt ashamed of the Great Wall. The world is vast and everything is as light as a feather.
When I want to go back, I enter the society with poems and seek alliance with me through wine. The old man has a pair of temples, and he only feels strong and frightened. Although things are only for life, they have stopped and hidden themselves, so why bother asking Jun Ping? Lift it up like a copper beam to guard it, hold it in your arms and lean in together.
5. "Zui Penglai·Zhengxiang Zhu Tests Purple"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Anonymous
Zhengxiang Zhu tests purple, tender chrysanthemums are applied yellow, Jiuqiu Excellent. Jun Yue Shen Shen, luck Qian Ling Rui. Yuyu clarifies, the golden plate is confused, and the fusion is pure. The status must be returned, Fenyuanwei Province, Wooden Canopy Secret. Jinzheng is kind, Qintang is quiet, thousands of miles of good harvest, and we are harmonious together. Fighting for big thunder and seals, it is difficult to get personal favors for a long time. Half of the thorns are divided equally, the book is handed over, and the horse is opened. Next year, he will be called a cup, and when people return to the Qing Dynasty, they will join Danbi in class.
6. "Jiangduchun·Natural Enlightenment"
Era: Yuan Author: Wang Zhe
Natural enlightenment, this encounter has increased, especially the coolness . Lead and mercury are bound together in Dingli, and they are all destined to meet each other. At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, his face became like a beautiful woman's neck. Return to eternal life and be quiet. Return quickly, your future is promising, and your journey will last forever. Good times. The light spreads brilliantly. Seeing thousands of gates outside the sky, the silver clouds are uniform. They gradually came closer and greeted each other in a moment. Penglai Road explains the fairyland. There is a golden boy invitation. I sincerely uphold the jade edict and personally teach Harfeng to accept it
7. "Spring Shepherding in Qinyuan"
Era: Yuan Author: Wang*
Barefoot and shaggy head , coir raincoat * Ruo Li, safe everywhere. Guard the hornless ox, never leaving the left or right. Walking together, living together, sitting together and sleeping together. He often stays in the mountain at home, evenly adjusting the water and grass, and whipping out a whip when he is in a difficult mood. When Mu returned, he looked at Liao Tian's nostrils and held the soft rope low. Come and drink from the spiritual spring when you are thirsty. Blow the piccolo horizontally down the ridge. Xi Niuer is quiet, the breeze is cool, you can relax and everything will be left to God.
Forgetting each other, both beautiful in form and spirit, the village in front is filled with flowers and the river is filled with water. Real news, people from the world asked me, raised their hands and raised their fists.
8. "Getting Up at Night"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
The land is full and leisurely, and sleeping in the cool autumn is particularly beautiful.
Every time the old chicken feels ashamed of the canal, he sings three times but does not get up.
The cook is done with his morning meal, and the boy is worried about his clothes.
Although laziness can be ridiculed, tranquility is enough to rejoice.
There are few empty dreams in my heart, and I feel like I am sleeping in a sweet pillow.
If you don’t learn to meddle with others, you will be a troublemaker.
9. "Practice Nepotism Poetry"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Han Ximeng
Don't tie a dead dog's tail, this trip should tie its neck.
I will bid farewell to Your Majesty today and do whatever the enemy wants.
Chen Qiao suddenly rebelled and could not defend Ji Ying.
The abdication of Yao and Shun brought peace to the people.
10. "Inscription on Wenzhou Quiet Hall"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu Yizhi
The gorge is covered with a line of green in the autumn sky, and the chief executive's hall is deep in the mountains.
This place is often empty and empty, with a jasper screen on every side. 4. Ancient poems with the word Jing
There are many ancient poems with the word Jing. Here are a few for reference.
1. Poetry 1.1, "The Book of Songs: Jing Nu" Jing Nu and her Shu, waiting for me in the corner of the city. Love but not see, scratch one's head and hesitate.
The quiet girl is promiscuous, which makes me troublesome. Tongguan Youwei, said that the girl is beautiful.
From herding to grassing, it is beautiful and unique. The gangster girl is beautiful, and the beautiful woman is the beauty.
1.2. "The Book of Songs" Mang was a wife at the age of three, and she was working hard at home. Work hard and sleep well at night, and the day will come.
Once the words are fulfilled, it becomes violent. My brother didn't know, so he laughed.
Think about it quietly and bow to yourself in mourning. As we grow old together, old age makes me resentful.
Qi has a bank, and Xi has a bank. At the banquet of the general manager, he talked and laughed, and made vows without thinking about the opposite.
If you don’t think about it, that’s enough! 1.3. The word "quiet" in Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" is not sure whether it counts in the title of the poem; 1.4. Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream" The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
2. Ci 2.1. Bai Juyi's "Feasting in Taoyuan·Previously Visiting Xiaohua Jingyuan" "Previously visiting Xiaohua Jingyuan" was unusual. Seeing and returning to rest, the sorrow is easily dispersed.
Broken intestines, broken intestines, remember Chai horizontal hair and messy temples; 2.2, Li Yu's "Tao Lian Zi Ling · Shen Yuan Jing" The deep courtyard is quiet, the small court is empty, and the intermittent cold wind blows. Helpless, the night is long and I can't sleep. Several sounds and the moon come to the curtains.
2.3. Yan Jidao's "Huanxi Sha·Green Willow Hidden Black Crow Quietly Covers the Pass" The green willow hides black wood and quietly hides the pass. The incense of the duck in the stove is subtle and the windows are idle.
That time, I was in the beginning of the month. Farewell is a good night and I get drunk, and when I relieve my sorrow, I return the green note.
It is difficult to find Shuangye to send love to. 2.4. Su Shi's "Businessman: Residence at Dinghui Courtyard in Huangzhou" The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, and the missing moon breaks one's initial tranquility.
Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows. Startled but looked back, no one can spare the regret.
Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold. 5. What are the poems and essays about using sound to describe tranquility?
Snow at Night Bai Juyi I was surprised to see the coldness of my quilt, and saw the light from the window again.
Late at night, I know the snow is heavy, and I hear the sound of breaking bamboo. Entering the Ruoye River, Wang Ji, the boat is full of water, and the water is empty and long.
The clouds are far away, and the sunshine is flowing back. The noisy cicada forest is more than quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded.
This is a place where I miss you and I have been traveling there for many years. Entering the Ruoye River Cui Hao The boat has arrived at the Yunlin territory.
Sitting among the fish and birds, shaking the shadows of the mountains and rivers. The sound in the rock answers itself, and the words in the stream are quiet.
Everything is so quiet, stop and look at the remaining scenery. Staying at Furong Mountain in the snow Liu Changqing It's sunset, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor.
Chaimen hears dogs barking, and people return home on a snowy night. Xiaofa Zhao Gu It is better to start early when traveling, as Kuangfu is returning south.
The shadow of the moon is on the edge of the mountain, and the sound of the bell is faint across the lake. The remaining stars and fireflies are reflected, and the fallen leaves and birds are frightened to fly.
Going across Nanzhu, the trees are deep and the people are sparse. Staying at the foot of the mountain by Bai Juyi I stayed alone at the foot of the mountain and walked quietly towards the middle of the moon.
Wherever there are clay pots by the waterside, there is the sound of pounding mica at night. Night Mooring at Fengqiao Zhang Ji When the moon falls and the birds cry, the sky is filled with frost, and the river maples and fishing fires face melancholy.
At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang for the passenger ship. Su Luo's Pavilion expresses my love for Cui Yong and Cui Gun. Li Shangyin. The bamboo dock is dust-free and the water sill is clear. The lovesickness passes through the city.
The autumn clouds linger and the frost flies late, leaving the withered lotuses to listen to the sound of rain. Mooring in Qinhuai Du Mu The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night.
The business girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river. Hope in the Heart Zhu Changwen The dragon carries the rain out of the cave, and the bird flies with fragrance from the flowers.
The bright moon can be seen where the white clouds are broken, and the yellow leaves can be heard pounding clothes when they fall. The title is Li Ning's secluded residence in Jia Dao. He lives leisurely with his neighbors, and leads the grassy path into the deserted garden.
The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. Crossing the bridge, you can see the wild colors, and you can move rocks and cloud roots.
I have been away for a while and come back here, and I will live up to my promise. Birdsong Stream Wang Wei People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring sky is empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. Staying in a Farmhouse in Early Autumn by Cao Ye The grass in the stream is sparse and the fireflies are shining, the moon is bright and the maple trees are long.
The calves in Nancun are making urgent noises at night. It should be because there is new frost on the fence. Songs and Lyrics of Miscellaneous Songs: The First Thousand Doors Tonight, the dawn is clear, and the Milky Way thousands of miles away flows through the imperial capital.
The dazzling stars are shining in the autumn colors, and the frosty bells are ringing. Sushan Temple Xiang Si The chestnut leaves are heavy and green, and there are few people talking on the stream at dusk.
A guest from Yueming Ancient Temple arrived for the first time, but the elegant and idle monk did not return. The mountain fruits fall off due to heavy frost, and the water phoenix flies through the bamboo without stopping.
How long can I sleep in the middle of the night, and I am urged to get dressed by the sound of bells. Boating by Wu Shanghao My body is chasing the smoke and my soul is frightened. The sail on the Mulan boat is light.
There is a temple somewhere in the clouds. When I was sleeping at the bottom of the mountain, I heard the sound of chimes. Night Mooring in Hengtang by Shi Zongwei Occasionally, I wanted to watch the mountains coming out, and the lone boat heading towards the evening pavilion.
The wild plums are white with water, and the smoke from fishing fires is green. The remaining snow melts on the cold island, and the stars bathe in the spring pool.
Who plays the iron flute, and the clear sound pierces the sky? Staying in the monk's dormitory of Ganlu Temple Zeng Gongliang The clouds in the pillow are close to thousands of peaks, and the sound of pine trees under the bed is mournful. If you want to see Yinshan Mountain and waves in the sky, open the window and let yourself in to the big river.
Xijiang Moon Night Walk on the Yellow Sand Road Xin Qiji The bright moon scares the magpies on the branches, and the breeze blows the cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers tells of a good harvest, and the sound of frogs sounds.
Seven or eight stars are outside the sky, and two or three points of rain are in front of the mountain. In the old days, by the forest of Maodian Society, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream when the road turned.
Spring in the Jade House by Xu Zhao The fireflies fly in the moonlight without any light. The waves do not shake the shadow of the building.
Every time I feel sorry for the crying marks of my fans, I am too lazy to look at the handwriting on an old book. Smell the drops when the lotus dew is heavy.
If Jun Meng doesn’t come, no one can stop him. I am not afraid of Zhejiang wind, I can fly away and come back in a flash.
Qing Ping Le Shi Xiaoyou Ji Guang shook his eyes. The suburbs are green in spring.
The residual snow piles on the branches and piles of rotten jade. I can hear the foliage growing among the branches.
The skinny vines walk on the smooth sand. When drunk, he tilted his head for a while.
The setting sun sings several birds, and the fragrant breeze fills the road with plum blossoms. Jiangsu Tang Xianzu The fishing fires on the Jili Autumn River are sparse, and I can see the waning moon reflected in the forest.
The shimmering waterbirds are still in shock, and the fireflies are so wet that they cannot fly due to the cold dew. 6. Poems describing leisure
Poems describing leisure include:
1. "Gui Songshan Composition" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The Qingchuan belt is long and thin, and the carriages and horses go leisurely. The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk.
The deserted city faces the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains. After a long journey, he came back and went into seclusion.
Translation:
The clear river water is surrounded by a piece of grass and trees, and driving a horse slowly and leisurely. The flowing water seems to be full of affection for me, and the birds in the evening return with me.
The desolate city leans against the ancient ferry, and the afterglow of the setting sun fills the golden autumn mountains. At the foot of the distant and high Mount Song, I spent my old age behind closed doors and rejected the secular world.
2. "Weichuan Tianjia" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
The setting sun shines on the countryside, and the cattle and sheep return in the back alleys.
The old man in the wild misses the shepherd boy and leans on his stick to wait for the thorn tree.
Pheasants and wheat seedlings are everywhere, silkworms are sleeping on mulberry leaves.
Tianfu came to hoe, and we met each other and talked to each other.
This is the time when I am envious and leisurely, and my sadness fades away.
Translation:
Everywhere in the village is covered with the afterglow of the sunset, and the cattle and sheep return one after another along the deep alleys.
The old man misses his grandson who is grazing, and his stick and stick are waiting for him at the firewood gate of his house.
The pheasants are crowing, the wheat is about to ear, the silkworms are sleeping, and the mulberry leaves are already thin.
The farmers returned to the village with their hoes in their hands, laughing and loving each other.
Why don’t I envy such comfort? I couldn't help but chant "The Decline" sadly.
3. Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, "Drinking·Jielu is in a human environment"
Original text:
Jielu is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
Translation:
Living in the human world, but without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses.
Ask me why I can do this. As long as you are ambitious, you will naturally feel that the place you are in is secluded.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, the Nanshan Mountain in the distance comes into view.
The atmosphere in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good. There are birds flying back with their companions.
This contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don’t know how to express it.
4. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. Break free to Chun-fang, Sun-self to stay.
Translation:
The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain, and the falling night made people feel like it was early autumn.
The bright moon sheds clear light from the gaps in the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks.
The noise in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat. The fragrance of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.
5. "Zhongnan Farewell" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
He was quite good at Taoism in his middle age, and in his later years he came to Nanshan. Every time I go alone when I am happy, I know my victory in vain.
Walk to a water-poor place and sit down to watch the clouds rise. Occasionally, I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing for a long time.
Translation:
In my middle age, I already had a good heart for Taoism, and in my later years I moved to the foot of Nanshan Mountain. When the mood strikes, I roam alone, and only I know what I enjoy.
Take a leisurely stroll to the end of the water, sit down and look up at the floating white clouds. Occasionally, I met an old man in the forest. He kept chatting and laughing and forgot about his return date.
6. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields (Part 3)" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty
Original text:
At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.
The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.
Translation:
Beans are planted in the fields at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The result is lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. I get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed out weeds. At dusk, I carry the hoe back under the moonlight.
The narrow path is overgrown with vegetation, and in the evening dew wets my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet, I just hope I don't violate my intention to go into seclusion. 7. Poems describing tranquility
All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. ---Li Bai "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain"
Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. ---Du Fu's "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night"
The spring tide brings rain that comes late, and there is no boat crossing the wild river. ---Wei Yingwu's "Chuzhou West Stream"
All sounds are silent, except for the sound of bells and chimes. ---Chang Jian's "Inscription on the Zen Temple Behind Poshan Temple"
Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared. ---Liu Zongyuan's "Snow on the River"
The cicada-noisy forest is more quiet, and the bird-singing mountain is even more secluded. ---Wang Ji's "Entering Ruoye Creek"
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. ---Wang Wei's "Birdsong Stream"
The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people. ---Meng Haoran's "Staying on the Jiande River"
The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moon. ---Jia Dao's "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence in Seclusion"
The setting clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water and the long sky are the same color.
---Wang Bo's "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion"