1. Poems about the sky full of stars
Poems about the sky full of stars 1. Poems about the stars
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Li Yu's sentence: Altair is far away, lost in the sun of the river. Charming yellow aunt, looking at each other from afar.
Li Shangyin's Miscellaneous Ballads·Mrs. Li's Song There is no knot in the heart, and the two strands are squarely tied into a bun. Ashamed of the Baimao people, the moon does not teach the stars to change.
Seventeen Songs of Qiupu by Li Bai The fire in the furnace shines on the sky and the earth, and the red stars are scattered in the purple smoke. On a bright moonlit night in Nanlang, songs move the Han River.
Twenty-three Horse Poems by Li He This horse is an extraordinary horse, and the star in the room is originally a star. Knocking the thin bones forward still has the sound of copper.
Meng Jiao Ancient meaning Vega by the river, Morning Cowherd by the river. We haven't crossed Qingqian yet, so we look at each other relatively far away.
Bai Juyi's "Travel at the end of the year". Morning and evening, the stars and frost change, the gloomy and miserable yang relaxes the air sequence. Autumn frost can ruin the color of all things, and winter is the most withering time of the four seasons. The smoke half exposed the new sandy land, and the birds flew into the snowy sky. Looking north and south towards the late night sky, I can see the endless thoughts of the poor traveler.
Bai Juyi The river tower welcomes guests at dusk. The sea and sky look eastward at dusk, and the mountains and rivers are wide and long. There are lights on all sides of Wanjia City, and in the center of the Milky Way. The wind blows on the ancient trees, sunny days rain, the moon shines on the flat sand, and the summer nights are frosty. Can you take advantage of the heat in Jiang Tower? It is cooler than your hut.
King Luo Bin sent Fei Liu back to Shu. The Star Tower looks at the Shu Road, and the Moon Gorge points to the Wu Gate. Tens of thousands of people shed tears of farewell, and ninety percent of them were shocked. The snow shadow contains fallen flowers, and the leaves are dim with clouds. I am still worried about the late night, and I am alone with a pure respecter.
Liu Yuxi’s Miscellaneous Ballad Ci·Buxu Ci The crane returns after a thousand years of beauty, and the elixir condensed on its head is the snow on its head. People listened to the fairy words of the stars, but they fluttered their wings towards the five clouds.
Wang Wei presented to General Pei Min a sword with seven stars on his waist and a bow carved with hundreds of battle honors on his arm. When I heard about the capture of cunning prisoners in the clouds, I realized that there was a general in the sky.
Wang Changling's "Seven Poems on the March to the Army" The vase fell off his arms with a thin layer of purple sweat, and the autumn moon group in the west of the city was broken into pieces. The Ming Dynasty ordered the star to seal the sword, and Cijun took Loulan overnight.
Wang Changling Flowers and Candles at Xiao Prince Consort’s House The green luan flies into the Hehuan Palace, and the purple phoenix carries the flowers out of the palace. It's a pity that in thousands of doors tonight, the Yinhan star returns all the way.
Li Bai rewarded Cui Shiyu (the book has the two characters Chengfu below). Yan Ling did not go on a Wan Cheng tour, but returned to Wukong Mountain to fish for the blue stream. Since then, the guest star has resigned from the throne, and Yuan Fei has become drunk in Yangzhou.
Du Fu heard the twelve quatrains of the joyful slogans of various Taoist festivals in Hebei when entering the court. The Liao River in the east crosses the Hutuo River in the north, and the stars, wind and clouds are happy and harmonious. The Purple Air Pass faces the vastness of the world, and the golden platform stores many talented people.
Liu Yuxi Li Duan’s charity work on a spring night in Yangzhou, Zhang Shiyu’s climb to Duan Shiyu’s Ping Road...to commemorate his mission. I watched the golden embers falling in silence, and all I saw was the decay of jade mountains. Ashamed of not being a high-yang couple, I rode back under the stars overnight.
Bai Juyi's Two Songs of Sleeping Alone. The night is long without sleep. Before I get up from the stairs, a few stars are about to dawn. In the past fifteen years, I have never slept alone on a moonlit night.
Du Mu Autumn Eve The cold autumn light of red candles paints the screen, and the light fan flutters at the flowing fireflies. The sky is as cold as water at night, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
Du Mu’s slogan for returning to the court on New Year’s Day: The stars are still in the robes, looking at the Tianmen from a distance before bowing back. Smiling to the spring breeze on the fiftieth day, I dare to say that I know my destiny and know my fault
Li Shangyin Chang'e The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, and the dawn stars are gradually sinking in the long river. Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Wang Bo Yi Yang's early departure, he ordered to invade the dawn moon, and rushed to wait for the remaining stars. Looking for Danzhang in Wei Pavilion, returning to Liang belongs to Cuiping. The shadows of trees are lost in the clouds, and the shape of peaks is lost in the fog. Again, the cool weather is coming, and the fireflies are flying on the empty mountains at night.
Han Yu After Drunk The Eastern Star shines brightly, but all the guests are drunk. At first there is noise or anger, in the middle there is silence mixed with ridicule. Wearing wet clothes, writing words upside down. There is so little in life, and wine is cheap and must be spent sparingly.
Lu Lun's Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Emperor's Thoughts The clouds thundered when the sword was lifted, the sun and the moon were bright when the clothes were hanging down. The forbidden flowers are auspicious, and the elders of the country see the stars. The fish jumps first, but the bird is not surprised when it peeks into the nest. The mountain shouts Ten Thousand Lives and goes straight into Jiuchong City.
Lu Zhaolin’s fifteenth night of lantern viewing, a feast in Jinli, and orchids in the vat in the early years. The colors are scattered far away from the ground, and the bright light is far away in the sky. The stars are falling when the Han Dynasty is suspected, and the moon is hanging by the building. Don't have a daughter's smile, come and reflect in front of the nine branches.
Zhang Jiuling's Slogan for Staying in Huaiyang Pavilion (a poem about questions from the Song Dynasty) At dusk in the deserted pavilion, I am thinking a lot about my long journey. My hometown is near Guishui, and there are stars in the sky tonight. The dark grass is covered with frost, and the shadows of wild geese pass by in the empty pavilion. Who will meet you when you are happy? Those who work will sing for themselves.
Yang Jiong Breaking Willows The borderland is infinitely far away, and the conscripts will not return it. Autumn's face withers green feathers, don't let your tears ruin your beauty. Looking out at Meteor Station, my heart is racing towards the bright moon. Wherever the anvil is, the willow will be able to climb it.
Cen Shen sent the king of Shaanxi County to Xiangyang to get married. In June, Xiangshan Road, by the Han River in Sanxing. The Phoenix should not be far away, but the horse and whip are left behind. Ye Dian is worried about the rain, and Jiangcheng is dreaming of cicadas. There are many stories in Xiangyang. I visited the sages for me.
Wen Tingyun's Spring Wilderness Riding on horseback and riding on the smoky sand, there is nothing to complain about in youth. The butterfly feathers are all gone in the morning, and the sun is setting behind the crows' backs. The beauty of the willows deceives the fragrant belt, and the sorrow of the mountains lingers on the green moths. There is no place to say goodbye, a square inch is a galaxy.
Wen Tingyun ordered Pei Gong to write two lyrics: The demon star falls under the arrow, and the murderous spirit returns in front of the wind. Guoxiang Xun ordered to go, and Lou Yue Yugong came. The jade seal has no worries in the end, and the golden tie is unforgettable. The empty road recommends virtuous people, and the grass is full of Yantai.
Two elegy lyrics for Prince Zhuang Ke of the Tang Dynasty by Wen Tingyun. He folded the drums and bid farewell to the palace, and the mournful bamboo raft descended into the dark world. The shadow leaves the clouds and the sun shines, and the light extinguishes the stars before the fire.
Visitors from Ye visited the Qin Garden, and Shang Gong went to the Han Court. The color of the mausoleum trees is reflected, and the ancient original green is surrounded by the sky.
Meng Jiao Yuefu Miscellanies·Persuasion Songs·Wushan Gao Er Poems The gorges on Bashan Mountain are repeated, and the balcony is steep with twelve peaks. King Jing was caught in the dusk rain while he was hunting, and he lay on a high hill at night dreaming of the goddess. The light red smoke wets the beauty, and the stars fly away in the clouds. The eyes are so broken that the soul cannot see, the ape cries three times and the clothes are stained with tears
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2. Poems about stars
Stars
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.cn October 18, 2005 13:07 Sina Reading
Serialization: Compilation of Ba Jin’s Works Author: Ba Jin Publisher: Lijiang Publishing House
I walked from Kinoshita to Zushi Station with my friend Liang. It's only after eight o'clock, but it seems to be late at night to me. The broad road stretched out in the darkness, seemingly leading to no end. In front are tall black shadows, woods, mountains, maybe still phantoms in tired eyes. The sky covered us, as if the two of us were wrapped in a net of stars.
"What a beautiful day!" I said without realizing it. I haven't seen stars like this for a long time, and the night is so soft and quiet. We walked for a long time, but we only met two pedestrians and not even a car.
At this time, Liang, who was talking enthusiastically about Pedova, Nietzsche, tragedy and music, dreams and drunkenness, also stopped his eloquent conversation and raised his head. Look at the sky.
We looked at the stars silently, while walking lightly, as if both of us were holding our breath and listening to the whispers of the stars.
"I feel like I am in China at this time." I said to myself unconsciously.
"Where can there be such a quiet place in China?" Liang answered my words in a strange tone, as if my words had caused him pain. I know that he left too many painful memories in China. For him, perhaps France, far away on the Mediterranean Sea, or the flower island country in the Pacific Ocean would have more free air.
He and I are in opposing positions on many points of view, and we often argue when we meet. But we are still friends, and we still talk when we meet. This time I saw another meaning in his words, perhaps completely different from what he meant. But this sentence caused me to scream.
Talking about freedom of love seems a bit old-fashioned today. But now there are still young people who die for love, and there are also people who worry about their unfulfilled love for the rest of their lives. Even today's China is full of saints who are ruthless defenders of morality. Liang seemed to want to break through this barrier, but in the end he fled to this island country as if he was an exile. He may have some mistakes, but I don't understand, because everyone has his or her own opinion. Moreover, his view of love seems to me to be ridiculously old-fashioned, although some people think it is still very new. But his courage cannot be denied. But this courage was unfortunately misused.
Love can be put on the back burner today. Even though it is as important as eating. But starving to death is now commonplace. I am not saying this to defend the saints who defend Taoism. I think it is better to talk about love than to defend Taoism. But are there only these two ways in China?
To say that all existing things are reasonable and not to let others touch them is to defend the Tao; those who do not admit this are considered to be resisting the Tao. Then this road is still very broad. Maybe not broad. The road to resistance may be rough and difficult. But if there is a road, someone will take it, and in fact, some people are already taking it.
In order to breathe freer air, Liang came to this island country of cherry blossoms. From his point of view, he did get that thing, and the couple indulged in happiness in the quiet life in the pine forest. I saw all this with my own eyes in his exquisite little house. If I were to say that he was living a life of exile, he would definitely not admit it. He may have a point.
But what about me? Why did I come to this place? Isn’t the freedom I want not available here? I left the rugged road to seek temporary tranquility in a strange place, spending time in some useless books: Isn't this life of mine a life of exile?
The stars that illuminate the earth have seen all this and understood it all. They will never fall.
Looking at such stars, I let out a painful sigh.
3. What are the poems praising "stars"
1. "The first month will be dark and the sky will be full of stars" Poet: Yang Wanli Dynasty: Song Dynasty When the rabbit is cold and the toad is not out in the cold, all the immortals Traveling without sleep.
It’s a pity that there are no lights in the middle of the night, and a chess game is played in front of the jasper platform. 2. "Six Characters of Summer" Poet: Lu You Dynasty: Song Dynasty The river rises, the breeze blows on your face, the moon sets and the sky is filled with stars.
Several boats crossed Pukou, and a flute sounded in front of the mountain. 3. "Oucheng" Poet: Qian Qi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty It contains a lot of meaning, and the moonlight is hanging on the curtain.
The door is quiet, the officials are resting, and the mind is free and empty.
The stars enter the sparse trees, and the magpies are startled and tired of the autumn wind.
I just feel worried about my drama, and I am also sleeping at night. 4. "Returning to the Capital" Poet: Su Ying Dynasty: Song Dynasty The bamboo trees are as green as the city, and the red cherry blossoms are shining brightly among the stars.
This year, I will take advantage of the spring to return home and buy food at Xiao Ran’s old post house. 5. "Midnight Bath" Poet: Zhang Fan Dynasty: Song Dynasty The turbid heat made it impossible to sleep, and I woke up in the middle of the night.
Stars and beads form a net, and a piece of moon jade serves as a bow. There is no love for magpies, and the mosquito repellent plan is quite poor.
After taking a bath in Yuxin Tang, my skin felt the green apple wind. 6. "Pepper" Poet: Ouyang Xiu Dynasty: Song Dynasty The trees are tall and can be climbed, and the branches are gradually colorful in autumn.
The clear frost dawns on the green tiles of Zhulan, among the charming stars and green leaves. 7. "Late Mooring in the Pines" Poet: Luo Yin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty Untied the cable and followed the river, and moored at the ancient Huaihe bank in the evening.
Returning to the clouds brings spring peace, and the stars are shining brightly. In the deep spring, wild geese are flying, and the water birds are scattered due to the noise of people.
It is difficult to get close to the king, and the night is about to end in deep contemplation. 8. "Huanxisha" Poet: Zeng Qi Dynasty: Song Dynasty It's sunny in the suburban garden during Guyu.
The forest is filled with stars. The newly picked crimson pearls from the Yun basket are dumped.
Before Fan Su started singing by the fan, the medicine in Ge Hong's furnace was beginning to take shape. Golden plate of cheese teeth and ice.
9. "Lonely Night in the Rain" Poet: Zhang Si Dynasty: Song Dynasty Stars condense in the night air, and the black moon is only on the western mountain. The vastness of the forest in a single room makes one realize how wide the world is.
The leaves are dry and windy, and the rocks are turbulent and the water is turbulent. Sitting alone to clear up my thoughts, I worry about the correctness of the letter.
10. "Dream in Dongting" Poet: Shi Jing'an Dynasty: Qing Dynasty Last night in Dongting, the green mountains were in the bottle. Pour it to boil the moon, and return it to bathing in the stars.
A crane came to receive the ordination, and a group of dragons came to listen to the sutra. Who suddenly played the flute and woke me up among the trees?
4. All the verses of "Spring Water with Stars"
A star is twinkling - how can one hear their dialogue in the deep blue space? In the silence, in the dim light, they deeply praise each other. Second childhood! It is the truth in dreams, it is the dream in truth, it is the tearful smile when remembering, the trembling of thirty thousand hectares - the moon rises on the edge of the dark island, the source of life and the place of death! Four, little brother! Three bright and joyful stars in my soul, gentle, ineffable, children of the soul! 5. Darkness. How to describe the depth. The depth of the soul. The depth of the universe. The resting place in the brilliant light. 6. Mirror. Looking at the other side. The other side feels unnatural. It is better to turn it over. 7. The only ones who are awake are lonely and angry people! Listen to the fortune-telling gong to break the fate of the world. 8. The broken flowers are adorned on the branches. The birds have flown away and are scattered all over the ground. Is life also such a glimpse? 9. Meng'er is the one who can't hide it the most! The clear and honest words tell you the secrets and worries in your soul. The green buds say to the young people, "Develop yourself!" The white-talking flowers say to the young people, "Contribute yourself!" The deep red ones Guo'er said to the young man, "Sacrifice yourself!" - Where can I find the infinite mystery? After his smile, there is the infinite mystery before his words - human beings! After falling in love, we are all long-term travelers heading for the same destination - the city wall at the corner of the city, the blue sky at the end of the sky, the boundless horizon - this is the heaven and the world - we are all natural babies lying in the cradle of the universe - Five little kids! You can enter my garden, but don't pick my flowers - look at the thorns of the roses, they hurt your hands. 16. Young man! For the sake of future returns, carefully draw your current picture. 17. My friend! Why do you say that I am "silent"? There are things in the world that go beyond language and words. 18. Writers! Deliberately sow your seeds to find your fruits anytime and anywhere. 19. My heart is like a boat passing through the ups and downs of the sea of ??time. 20. The flower branches of happiness are looking for perfection in the hands of the God of destiny. The piano strings outside the window touched my heart! How come it lingers deeply in the lingering sound? It is the infinite sound of trees. It is the infinite moonlight. It is the separation of two and two - it is the hazy moon and sun. It is the farewell of death - it is the haggard falling flowers. The lamp of the soul is bright in silence and bustling. After extinguishing it, Sunflower admitted to those who had never met Bai Lian that they were best friends. Bai Lian came out of the water. Sunflower lowered her head, her graceful pride said goodbye to herself, and she died! Rise up and praise him. It is the end of silence. It is eternal rest. 26. The high mountain tops and the deep sea - it is the cold heart and the passionate tears. Poor small people! 27. The poet is the greatest happiness in the world's fantasy and the deepest disappointment in reality. 28. The waves in my hometown! Just as your splashing waves used to knock on my rock drop by drop, now they are knocking on my heartstrings drop by drop. 29 My friend, I can't help you. The only comfort I can give you is a cold smile. Is this all thirty years? It's like the past, but nothing has been accomplished except vague thoughts! 31. The family is the most unfeeling - people's tears are his harvest. 32. The sting of the roses is the resentment of those who pick them. 33. Mother! Put aside your sorrow and let me indulge in your arms. Only you are the settlement of my soul. It is not the rolling waves that create the new land, but the tiny sand beneath it. Thirty and fifty thousand angels will rise up to sing the praises of the little children. child! His small body contains a great soul. Three-six sunlight penetrated into the stone gap and said to the tiny thorn fruit, "Use my power to reach out and liberate your imprisoned self!" The tree trunk pierced through the solid rock. Split in half, the title is 12334.
5. Poems praising the stars
The author of "Nan Gezi·The Stars in the Sky" is Li Qingzhao, a writer of the Song Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: The stars in the sky are turning, and the curtains of the world are hanging down. The quilt on Liangsheng's pillow was stained with tears. He got up and took off his clothes and asked, "What kind of night is this?" The green lotus pods are small, and the gold-pinned lotus leaves are sparse.
The weather and clothes of the old days are the same, only the feelings are different, the old home days! The author of "Autumn Eve" is Du Mu, a litterateur in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his poem is as follows: The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small fan of light Luo flutters the flowing fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega. Translation In the autumn night, the candlelight illuminates the painting screen, and I hold a small fan in my hand to beat the fireflies.
The stone steps are as cool as cold water at night, and you can sit quietly in the palace and gaze at the Cowherd and Vega. "Staying at the Mountain Temple at Night" was written by Li Bai, a writer of the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: The dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. Don't dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven.
Translation The tall building of the temple on the mountain is so tall, it seems to be a hundred feet tall. People upstairs seem to be able to pluck the stars from the sky with just one hand. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in heaven.
The author of "Chang'e" is Li Shangyin, a writer of the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his poem is as follows: The candle shadow on the mica screen is deep, the long river is gradually setting and the dawn stars are sinking.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart will be filled with blue sea and blue sky every night.
Translation: The mica screen reveals the deep light and shadow of the remaining candle, the Milky Way gradually slopes down and the morning stars also disappear and sink.
Chang'e must have regretted secretly taking the elixir, but now she feels chilled every night in the face of the blue sea and sky. "Little Star" is included in the Book of Songs: Feng, Ya, and Song. The full text of the poem is as follows: Hey, the little star, three or five is in the east.
Susu marches at night and stays in public all night long. Real life is different! Hey that little star, Wei joins the Pleiades.
Susu Xiao Zheng, holding the quilt and crotch. It’s true! The author of "Moon over the Xijiang River" is Xin Qiji, a writer from the Song Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: Magpies are frightened when the bright moon leaves the branches, and cicadas sing in the breeze 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 it when I turned around the head of the stream.
Translation The bright moon in the sky rose above the treetops, frightening away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seemed to bring the distant chirping of cicadas.
In the aroma of rice flowers, people are talking about the good harvest year, and there are bursts of frogs croaking in their ears, as if they are talking about the good harvest year. Light clouds floated in the sky, twinkling stars appeared and disappeared, and a drizzle began to fall in front of the mountain. The poet crossed the small bridge across the stream to escape the rain. In the past, where were the thatched hut shops next to the woods near the Tutu Temple? After turning a corner, Maodian suddenly appeared in front of him.
"The stars are as brilliant as if they came out of their inner space" comes from the sixth sentence of "Viewing the Sea" by the Tang Dynasty poet Cao Cao. The full text of the poem is as follows: To the east is the Jieshi to view the sea. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall.
There are many trees and lush grass. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising.
The journey of the sun and the moon, if it comes out of it. The stars are as brilliant as if they came out of it.
Fortunately, I sing to express my ambition. The author of "Magpie Bridge Immortal" is Qin Guan, a writer of the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han people cross the distance in secret. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?
Translation The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the shooting stars in the sky convey the sadness of lovesickness, and I quietly pass through the distant and endless Milky Way tonight. Meeting on the Chinese Valentine's Day in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who stay together forever but seem to be inseparable.
*** tells of lovesickness, tenderness is like water, the brief meeting is like a dream, and when we part, I can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge Road. As long as the love lasts until death, there is no need to covet the happiness of each other.
The author of "What I See in Zhou Ye Shu" is Zha Shenxing, a litterateur in the Qing Dynasty. The full text of his poem is as follows: In the dark moon, I can see fishing lanterns, and there is only a single light of firefly.
The gentle breeze stirred up the waves, scattering stars all over the river. Translation In the dark night, a fishing lantern flashed on the river.
The light of the fishing lantern is like a firefly, reflecting quietly on the river. A breeze blew, causing waves to rise on the river.
What turned out to be a little light like a firefly spread out and turned into countless stars, flashing on the river. The author of "The Proud Fisherman" is Li Qingzhao, a writer from the Song Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: The sky is connected with clouds and waves, and the morning mist is connected, and the stars are about to turn and a thousand sails are dancing. It’s as if the soul of a dream has returned to the emperor’s home. Hearing the words of heaven, he asked me diligently where I was going.
I reported that the road was long and the sun was setting, and I learned poems with amazing lines. Ninety thousand miles away, the wind is rising, the wind is still, and the boat is blowing away to the three mountains.
Translation The sky is filled with morning fog and clouds, the water and the sky meet, the Milky Way is turning, like countless boats dancing with sails. The dream soul seemed to have returned to heaven, and the Emperor of Heaven asked me earnestly: Where do you plan to go? I told the Emperor of Heaven that my future was uncertain, I was old, and I had a lot of time to learn, but it was of no use.
The roc bird is spreading its wings and flying high in the sky ninety thousand miles away. Wind! Don't stop, quickly send this light boat directly to the Penglai Islands.
The author of "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" is Wen Tianxiang, a writer in the Song Dynasty. The full text of his poem is as follows: Once the hardships are encountered, only a few stars fall in the war.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. Translation: Looking back on my early years of hard work in transitioning from the imperial examination to becoming an official, it has been four years since the war broke out.
The country is in danger like catkins in a strong wind, and an individual is like duckweed in a sudden rain. The disastrous defeat in Panpantan makes me still terrified. Being trapped in Yuanlu by Ling Dingyang makes me feel lonely and lonely.
Who has been able to live forever since ancient times? I want to leave a piece of patriotic loyalty reflected in the annals of history. The author of "Jianglou Looking at the Guests at Night" is Bai Juyi, a writer of the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: The sea and sky look to the east and the sunset is vast, and the mountains and rivers are wide and long. There are lights on all sides of Wanjia City, and in the center of the Milky Way.
The wind blows on the ancient trees, it rains sunny days, the moon shines on the flat sand, and there is frost on summer nights. Can you cool off in the Jiang Tower? It's cooler than the Jun's thatched cottage.
The author of "Girlfriend Love" is Li Duan, a litterateur of the Tang Dynasty. The full text of his poem is as follows: The moon is setting, the stars are sparse, and the sky is about to be bright, and it is impossible to dream until the solitary lamp is extinguished.
Putting his clothes on, he looked towards the door and heard the sound of magpies in the morning. Translation: The moon is setting and the stars are shining brightly in the east. I haven't slept all night and the solitary lamp is still swaying dimly.
He put on his clothes and walked to the door to look around eagerly, hating that the sound of the magpie announcing the good news had deceived people. The author of "Poems from Tengwang Pavilion" is Wang Bo, a litterateur of the Tang Dynasty.
The full text of his poem is as follows: King Teng's high pavilion is near the river, and he sings and dances with the jade-wearing Luan. The painted building is flying toward Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows in the leisurely cloud pool are long, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns. Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? The Yangtze River is empty outside the threshold.
6. Ancient poems describing stars
The ancient poems describing "stars" are as follows: The stars are like pearls, embedded in the sky, shining brightly.
The naughty little star drew a golden arc in the blue night sky, like the Weaver Girl throwing out a brocade thread. On a cold winter night, a few naked stars lay pitifully against the cold, shivering and you could almost hear the sound of their cold teeth making the pair fight.
The little stars swayed in the cold sky, as if they were shivering from the cold. The stars are full of emotions, like naughty children, gazing at the world childishly and persistently, as if telling a beautiful and moving myth with their bright eyes.
The Taibai Star, like a candle held carefully by someone, flickered quietly in the sky. In the dark blue sky shines a bright white star like a diamond - the Morning Star.
A beautiful starry night, with not a single cloud in the sky. The dark blue sky is filled with diamond-like stars. The bright stars, like gems, are densely scattered across the vast night sky.
The milky white Milky Way flows from the northwest sky, across the mid-heaven, and flows diagonally towards the southeastern land. The stars in summer are as cute as naughty children.
Several big and bright stars hang in the night sky, as if people in the sky are patrolling the vast space with lanterns. The stars reflected in the turbulent sea danced up and down with the waves, appearing and disappearing.
The first morning star to appear flickered on the dark blue sky. It is so big and so bright, it is the only one in the vast sky that emits eye-catching brilliance, like a beacon hanging high in the sky.
In the early morning, the heavy snowstorm stopped, but it would still be a long time before dawn. A few remaining stars secretly opened their eyes to peek into the snow-white silver world.
Gradually, the remaining stars closed their sleepy eyes and disappeared in the morning sky. A shooting star draws bright silver lines in the night sky, as if it is exploring the best future in the world.
There are more stars than ever before, they are big and bright, they neither blink nor twinkle, they are quiet and peaceful. What a cool, clear autumn night it is! The stars are brighter and bigger than ever... Just like the silver-gray sky is dotted with dazzling gems, casting crystal soft light, everything on the earth becomes so elegant and quiet.
The sky is filled with densely packed little stars, falling on the mirror-like river surface, shining like pearl agate. Stars twinkled on the dark blue sky, like countless pairs of eyes, twinkling.
There are many small stars hanging in the dark blue sky, they are as bright as if they have just taken a bath in the Milky Way. The stars are like small electric lights, twinkling in the sky.
On the black and blue sky, stars are scattered all over the sky like sesame seeds. Fish-belly white clouds have appeared in the east, and a few scattered stars are still flashing in the sky.
High in the night sky, a few bright silver stars were flashing as if they had just been fished out of the water. Among the gradually fading black clouds, a few stars blinked shyly.
Sparse star closed his tired and sleepy eyes, retreated and disappeared. The morning star is so big and so bright. It is the only one in the vast sky that emits eye-catching brilliance, just like a beacon hanging high in the sky.
A shining meteor, like a drop of water splashing out of the river, flew out of the Milky Way, slid across the dark blue night sky, and fell silently to the north. . The meteor turned into a flash of light, piercing the night sky.
A meteor dragged a long tail of blue phosphorescence, drawing a long arc in the night sky, and it lasted for a while before gradually disappearing. The dark blue sky is so charming, with little stars flashing in the sky. There are more and more stars, as if they are dancing on the blue carpet, and they seem to be blinking and talking to me.
7. What are the poems describing "sky full of stars"
1. "The Sapphire Case" by Huang Dalin in the Song Dynasty
But listen to the third sentence of Yangguan. I want to cut off the remainder of my intestines. The sky is full of stars and moon, people look haggard, candles shed tears like rain.
2. Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty "Waiting for dawn in Chufu, presenting to his colleagues in two counties"
Chufu did not hesitate to leave the house at midnight to watch. The stars in the sky are still there, and the candles near the wall are still burning.
I am immediately startled by the dawn, but I draw the curtain to avoid the cold. Poor fellow eunuchs should realize how difficult it is to be obscene.
3. "Lover Jade Song" by Bi Yao of the Tang Dynasty
The sky is full of stars. The evening makeup is done in the Golden Pavilion, and there is a sweet sound in the clouds and music.
You can’t step on the jade ladder, and you can’t shake your armpits. What's going on with the city?
4. "Golden Banana Leaves (Sleepless Autumn Nights)" by Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty
The clouds cover the green curtain. Stars and broken beads burst out.
Outside the lone toad, I looked around the corner.
Sober up and cold anvil is working. When sleep comes, the dream soul is afraid of evil. On the pillow screen, there is a painting of flat sand and falling geese.
5. Anonymous "Altair of the Far Far Away" from the Han Dynasty
Altair of the Far Far Away is a Han woman on the Jiaojiao River.
Slender and simple hands, playing with the machine.
6. Pre-Qin Dynasty·Anonymous "Little Star"
The little star is in the east. Seriously march at night and stay in public all night. The fate is different.
7. Anonymous "Jingxing" in the Han Dynasty
The scenery is clearly visible, and the stars are shining brightly, as if they are carrying Zhaoting, and the sun will come to inspect them.
8. "Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang of the Song Dynasty
After a hard encounter, only a few stars are scattered around.
9. Song Dynasty·Xin Qiji's "The Green Jade Case·Yuan Xi"
Thousands of flowers blossomed on the east wind night. More blowing down, the stars are like rain.
10. "Preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion" by Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty
The old county of Yuzhang and the new mansion of Hongdu. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu.
Poetry interpretation:
The meaning of "stars" in the poem:
1. Looking up at the stars in the night sky expresses the author's homesickness and missing his relatives and friends. mood.
2. The starry sky also expresses the poet's praise for nature, and also describes the poet's broad mind from the side.
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