Although the mountain is getting dark, I can't feel the change. How deep is the darkness in autumn?
Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl. Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
The grass is blue, and it is everywhere in the south.
Autumn rain is like a rainbow, and the mountains lean against the clear sky.
The sound of the rainbow breaks the residual rinspeed, and the smoke is straight behind the window.
Wash away the heavy smoke under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess during the day scares you to sleep.
The mirror is empty and blue, and it is dangerous outside the wild goose in Kyushu.
All the flowers in the backyard are gone, and the spring grass is green.
There are four rocks in the east and west, and rock flowers hang out.
Yun Lan is impatient, and egrets have strong spirits.
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.
Spring water is brighter than the sky. Draw a boat and listen to the rain.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
The duck is withered and lonely, and the head of the jade scratches obliquely.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world.
See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl.
My humble opinion of Jonsha is that the blue stream is pale. Strangers for no reason met with strong winds, which made Yuanyang splash.
High mountains, how blue.
The mountains in Zhangye are so beautiful.
The green trees and Yao trees in Kunlun Mountain are in the north.
The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.
2. What ancient poems begin with the word "bi"? Liu Yong is a seven-character quatrain written by He, a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The Willow
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Poetry notes:
1. Jasper: Jade with bright green color. Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring.
2. Make-up: Decorate and dress up.
3. A tree: full of trees. One: full, full. In China's classical poems and articles, the use of quantifiers does not necessarily mean exact numbers. The "ten thousand" in the next sentence is of great significance.
Tā o: a rope woven with silk. This refers to a wicker ribbon.
5. cut: cut.
6. like: like, like.
Poetry translation:
Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently. Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.
He (659~744), a poet in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Yongxing, Yuezhou (now Xiaoshan, Zhejiang). Enter Li Zhengdian Academy to study and participate in the writing of Six Classics and Textbooks. Later, he was transferred to assistant minister of does and secretary supervisor, so he was called "He Jian". Broad-minded, uninhibited, and has the reputation of "talking about love". Tang Tianbao retired as a Taoist priest for three years (744). He, Zhang, Zhang Xu and Bao Rong are called "four sons of Wuzhong". Nineteen complete Tang poems. His landscape paintings are fresh and popular, but he has no intention of seeking work but is innovative.
3. There are blue poems in the poem, reciting Li Bai of Zhuluoshan.
Shi, a woman from China, was born in Ramie Mountain.
Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness.
She moved the green water in the stream near Bianxi, as leisurely as clear water.
It is rare to see her smile and show her white teeth, because she is reflected in a weak voice.
Gou Jian, the King of Yue, collected national colors and raised eyebrows at the history of Wu.
She was loved by the king of Wu and placed in the palace of the Children's Palace.
Wu was defeated, and Wu never returned for a thousand years.
Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
See Meng Haoran again on Li Bai's way to Yangzhou.
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Liu Yuxi, an autumn poet
Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
A crane in the clear sky rows clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night.
Wang Tianmen Mountain Li Bai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
4. Poems with parables or old sayings 1. Bilin green old bamboo, green marsh green new moss. ("The First Spring" Li Shimin)
It is a new scene of birds singing and flowers fragrant and bamboo moss growing in early spring. The poet vividly expressed the breath of spring and the rhythm of all life with simple pens.
2. It was a sunny night, and it was Shi Hongxuan who stabbed a historian. ("The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" by Bai Juyi)
Tomb-Sweeping Day night, breezy, hazy moonlight. The railing made of jasper and the wall made of red brick are the mansion of the secretariat.
3. Zhu Bi turned and looked down. Chi Qingyou was lonely. ("Two Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin")
I walked around in the green bamboo forest, longing for melancholy, clear water in the pool, but still lonely.
4. White Mountain belongs to West Mountain, and Bi Hua is on the road. ("Gu You Xing" Li He)
The sun sets in the western hills every day, and the moon rises in the sky every night.
5. The brocade in the machine is Qinchuan female, and the blue yarn is like a smoke window. ("Night Cry" Li Bai)
The women in Qinchuan woven in the loom are all birds returning from the window through the screen window filled with smoke. She seems to be talking to someone, but in fact she is talking to herself.
5. The ancient poems containing Bi are as follows, which are expected to be adopted:
"Wu Bi" Wang Song Anshi
Ye Ping, Wu Bi is very big, while Huang Ju is deep in the village.
The guest is tired and fragrant, and the body is idle and tired.
Yun Lan Song Zhao fan
Blue clouds disperse, merge and separate.
The bright moon shines in the sky, round but not lost.
Song Bi Gong Xin from Huanbitang
The square pond is beautiful, clear and cold.
When the microwave oven comes to have a rest, people's hearts are also flat and wide.
, ray
The blue sky is far from autumn, and the deep eaves are clear in the afternoon and summer.
The old man slept and sat down. He heard the first sound of the new cicada.
"Green Cicada and Flowers" Song Yang Xunzhai
The flowers are rustling and the hedges are sparse, and the thin wings are green.
After making several mistakes, the beauty will slap her, only to know that she has admitted her mistake and is vain.
"Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang" Song Yang Wanli
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
"Fate" Song Song Taizong
Elegant and mysterious, most people don't know. Deep and far.
Push it away. A fairyland with blue sky and white clouds.
Ruyi Niang Tang Wu ze Tian
Zhu Jian thinks in succession, looking haggard and fragmented.
If you don't believe me, you will cry. Open the box and take the pomegranate skirt.
Autumn Ci: Yuxi, Liu Tang
Since ancient times, I feel sad and lonely every autumn. I think autumn is more than spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Mid-autumn moon Hu
The blue sky and laurel trees are graceful, and clear autumn is the prime year. Every year, when the weather is good, Wan Li sees the light.
It should take a long time to go out in the field, even later in the high city. The world is an affair, and there is nowhere to miss.
"Huanxisha" stone
The faint sweat slightly penetrated the million. Bathing vanilla at Dragon Boat Festival in Ming Dynasty. Qingchuan is full of fragrance. The colored thread is lightly wrapped around the red jade arm, and the fine print hangs Lv Yun obliquely. Beautiful women meet for a thousand years.
Butterfly lovers stone
Spring is more beautiful after the rain. Only by leaving people can hatred be washed away. Beigushan is surrounded by water on three sides. Biqiong combs her hair in a green bun.
Wan Li got a rural book. Ask me which year, no problem. White heads are drunk for spring. Answer straight shed a thousand tears.
"Huanxisha" Song Ouyang Xiu
Zhu Qiao on the lake snapped his fingers and drew a wheel. Dissolve spring water and soak spring clouds. Liuli Bi is smooth and dust-free.
When the road is full of drunken guests, the birds call a pedestrian every other day. The sun sets and there is no spring.
Huanxisha Song Maokun
Bihu pearl window small bridal chamber. Jade tender goose yellow. Semi-green oranges smell pitiful. The wind is full of curtains and clear as water, and the flute is drunk. Cold leaves embroidered with hibiscus.
"Butterfly Lovers" Song Yan Dao Ji
The blue sky and autumn wind blow Yushu, and the green festival is red, which is later than Yinhe Road. Don't be ridiculous. Feng Wei is already in Yun Shenchu.
Who cares about the horizon and flies every other year? Try to wait until midnight to find a different mood, tears a thousand points.
Su Muzhe Nostalgia Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
"Picking Mulberry Seeds" Qing Na Lan Xing De
Who put the ice wheel on the sea? The sky is full of disappointment. Never say goodbye, but on a beautiful night, tears are always zero.
We should only meet again under the blue sky, and that is this life. Can survive this life, just when I was in a hurry, I thought of you again.
Poetry:
The glory of wearing a sweater is the glory of Yao and Bi. -"Luo Shen Fu" Wei Cao Jinzhi
I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. -"It's hard to walk alone" Don Li Bai
In the machine, Jin Qinchuan is female, and the blue yarn is like smoke through the window. -"Crying at Night" Don Li Bai
Under the blue sky, there are fine jade ridges, and the unique rock lane falls on the edge of Rao. -"Snow" Tang Luoyin
Disappointment has gone another spring, with blue clouds and fragrant grass. -"Canhua" Tang Wei Zhuang
Don't spend your leisure time on a glass of wine. Deep in the blue sky is a wonderful time. -"Goodbye" Don Mutu
Qingshan is far away from the red dust road, and the blue hall is covered with green trees and smoke. -"Temple Wall" Tang Mourong
Cloisters cover loneliness, parrots welcome red roses. -"The Sun shines" Don Li Shangyin
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! . -"Cicada" Tang Li Shangyin
The sound is broken outside Yun Lan, and the shadow is in the lonely moon. -"Don't Crane" Don Mutu
I walked back and forth, hardly meeting anyone, singing long poems and staring at the blue sky. -"Xiju" Liu Tang Zongyuan
The clear dew crane sounds far away, and the blue cloud fairy blows long. -"Sheng" Hu
Blue wisps give birth to fragrant sleeves, and clear up inkstones. -"Miscellaneous Fu" Song Luyou
Midnight wine wakes up the blue candle, and fireflies are outside the blue screen window. -"Gong Ci" Zhang Song Gong Yao
You see the mountains and plains, and the layers of forests are all dyed; The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. -"Qinyuanchun Changsha" Modern Mao Zedong
6. A beautiful poem with a blue word in it is illusory. There is a moon shadow as a violet, and I want to pick up a plate of jade in my hand, and I will hold it at half moon.
Now and I feel that there is no change. Although the mountains are getting dark, in the darkness of autumn, a few lonely sails are far away from the blue mountains. They only know their rivers and mountains. See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Every family watches the autumn moon, and every family wears HongLing. There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
The grass is blue, blooming all over the south, and the autumn rain is a rainbow. The mountains depend on the clear sky to return to the rainbow, and the smoke from the kitchen falls behind the window and washes under the blue screen window. The sound of chess is shocking, and the mirror is sad. Outside the wild goose in Kyushu, the wind and rain are dangerous. All the flowers in the backyard are gone, and the spring grass is green.
There are four rocks in the east and west, and rock flowers hang out. Yun Lan is impatient, and egrets have strong spirits.
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. Spring water is bluer than the sky, the painting boat sleeps in the rain, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects the sun differently. The duck is lonely, and the jade scratches its head obliquely.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he failed. He couldn't find the person he was looking for anywhere. The river is full of water, and hundreds of people compete for the flow. The west wind withered the green trees last night.
A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. See Bixiao tonight on Tanabata, and cross the river bridge with the cowherd and the weaver girl.
It belongs to Jonza. Strangers for no reason met with strong winds, which made Yuanyang splash.
High mountains, how blue. The mountains in Zhangye are so beautiful.
The green trees and Yao trees in Kunlun Mountain are in the north. The flat forest is misty, and the cold mountain area is compassionate.