1. Ancient poems about the ordinary
Ancient poems about the ordinary 1. Poems describing the ordinary
"Inscription on the Humble Room"
If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a humble house, but I am virtuous. The moss marks on the steps are green, and the grass is green in the curtains. There are famous scholars talking and laughing, and there are no white people coming and going. It can adjust the element. Play the Qin and read the Golden Sutra. There are no messy ears of silk and bamboo, and there is no laborious shape of documents. Zhugelu in Nanyang, Yunting of Western Shuzi. Confucius said: "What is so ugly?"
"Drinking"
p>The house is in a human environment, and there is no noise of carriages and horses.
How can you do this? My heart is far away and I am biased.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day and night, and the birds are flying back and forth.
Here are some The true meaning, I have forgotten to say it.
"Xiangyi Daozhong"
Flying flowers on both sides of the bank illuminate the boat red, and the hundreds of miles of elm embankment is half a day wind.
Lying down and watching full The clouds in the sky don't move, but I don't know whether the clouds are in the east with me.
"Zhongnan Farewell"
I am quite good at Taoism in my middle age, and I live in the southern border of Nanshan in my later years.
Every time I go alone when I am happy, I know that success is in vain.
Walking to a waterless place, sit and watch the clouds rise.
Occasionally I visited Lin Sou, chatting and laughing without any return.< /p>
2. Poems about Ordinary Things
Facing the sea, spring flowers are blooming - Haizi
From tomorrow on, be a happy person
Feed horses, chop firewood, travel around the world
From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables
I have a house facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming
From tomorrow Get up and communicate with every relative
Tell them about my happiness
What the happy lightning told me
I will tell everyone
Give every river and every mountain a warm name
Stranger, I also wish you well
May you have a bright future
May your lover eventually get married
May you be happy in this world
I just want to face the sea and have spring flowers bloom
3. Explain the profound truth Verses of
1. There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
(Lu You's "Visiting Shanxi Village") 2. Don't know the true face of Mount Lu, just because you are in this mountain. (Su Shi's "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest") 3. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level.
(Wang Zhihuan's "Climbing the Stork Tower") 4. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of spring trees in front of it. (Liu Yuxi's "Rewarding Lotte and Seeing Gifts at the First Banquet in Yangzhou") 5. Ask the canal where you can get such clear water, because there is a source of living water.
(Zhu Xi's "Reflections on Reading Books") 6. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. (Su Shi's "Shui Tiao Ge Tou - When will the bright moon come") 7. When you are at the top of the mountain, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.
(Du Fu's "Wang Yue") 8. A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River") 9. Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the top.
(Wang Anshi's "Waiting to Fly to the Peak") 10. Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun is entering the old year. (Wang Wan's "Under the Cibeigu Mountain") 11. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, spring is always bright and colorful.
(Zhu Xi's "Spring Day") 12. In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. (Liu Yuxi's "Black Clothes Alley") 13. The wildfire will not burn out, but the spring breeze will blow it again.
(Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Grassland") 14 The spring scenery in the garden couldn't be contained, and a branch of red apricot came out of the wall. [Ye Shaoweng's "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It"].
4. What are the ancient poems about the ordinary?
Farewell to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at dawn
Song Yang Wanli
After all, in the middle of June at West Lake ,
The scenery is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
Small Pond
Yang Wanli
The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle,
The shade of the tree shines on the water and the water is clear and soft.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners.
A dragonfly has already stood on its head.
Pastoral miscellany of the four seasons
Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The plums are golden and the apricots are fat,
The wheat flowers, snow and white cauliflower are sparse.
No one passes the fence during the long day,
Only dragonflies and butterflies fly
5. What are some poems that describe "ordinary"
< p> 1. "Magnolia Slowly Walking to the Xianting Courtyard"Era: Modern Author: Gu Sui
Walking to the Xianting Courtyard, I forget what year it is today.
Listening to the barking of dogs and the crow of roosters, you realize that you are in this world.
Heaven.
Silent and silent, he looks at the world with thousands of flashes of stars.
Wherever there is a beautiful building, there are many vicissitudes of life.
Solemn.
Still ordinary.
Winter goes and spring returns.
Ask Xiao Liyin who it is, it’s late at night and the dew is cold, and he doesn’t remember the clothes list.
Open disabled.
There are several small plum blossoms, only a few are left, and the branches are slightly sour.
There is still vitality in the illness, no one can say it is like poetry and Zen.
2. "He Zhushengyu Farewell Rhyme"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Yan
The young man was sleepy and wanted to take the Gui group.
It is just for the purpose of getting out of Xiuyun, not for rain to moisten things.
Three years later, the fuji fell into the river margin among the reeds.
Worrying that the temples will wither first, I exclaim that my temples are empty.
The expiration date relieves the heavy burden, and the joy becomes more and more present.
It’s hard to be sincere in throwing hairpins, but it’s also hard to tie up burdens.
The Han Dynasty scholars in the north of Hebei cannot be counted.
Taking care of me is the most ordinary person, but I humiliate you and mistakenly recommend me.
The emperor's bright light shines on all the workers, the sky is high and the sun is shining at noon.
Although Haiyue accepts both, trickling Ai will not help.
If you are busy planning your life, life will be full of hardships.
Xuan Mian is a rich man, but the golden jade is difficult to store.
See how the colt is lifted from the shaft like a yellow swan.
Don’t wait for marriage, just become the master of Songju.
Hiding in the city, the master loves the house.
The number of phases is the same as that of the past, and the concubine is the same as the past.
3. "Ninety-Eight Ode to the Ancients"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Yinsu
It is difficult to say what is meant, but what is meant is ordinary, and there is little righteousness and harmony in the world. same.
In the spring, all the flowers are smiling, and only one wind decorates the flowers.
4. "Forty-two Poems"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ancestor Shi
A wise bow, a strong arrow,
Shoots the void into two pieces. Haimen diagonally moves two or three lines, startling the wild geese on the sand in the dusk sky. The bull's head is gone,
The horse's head is back, and the iron wall and silver mountain are rolled away.
The jade pond in Shangyuan is just thawing, and the lake light reflects Cui Wei.
But he laughs at the far-off things in ordinary years and does not lead the future from Congling.
5. "Jianlian Ling"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Hu Yin
In October, there is no rain, and in mid-winter, the trees are still flourishing.
It was originally a cold jade pendant, thinking about the clear wind.
The son has no time to do anything, and he is looking for the remaining rabbits.
Having arrived with my business, I felt that the restaurant was full.
On the Shuyun Festival in Huang County, the sound of rain is written on the empty eaves.
Loneliness and nothingness, vast and leisurely.
Surrounded by dense grass and trees, the clouds and mountains look extremely flat.
The sorrow adds to the embroidery thread, and the local flavor is golden and orange.
Drinking alone in the vast distance, singing loudly to make the darkness clear.
When you are drunk, you just rely on the music, but when you are poor, you don’t miss Brother Fang.
Poetry is afraid of being clumsy when reciting it, but reading the book will make it more refined.
Wen Catalpa forgets victory or defeat, and Green Qi becomes a loser.
Suddenly I saw Jiang Meirui, as if she were covered with auspicious snow.
Comfort and recommend each other during the trip, and the time is clear.
It’s time to wait for Tuci, but I still want to see the art of Zhusheng.
If the grass and firewood can be pressed, it will be my glutinous rice soup.
6. Poems about the fleeting time and short life
Yonghuai Ruan Ji
Life is like dust and dew, and the path of heaven is long and long.
Dangexing Cao Cao
How about singing while drinking? Like morning dew, it will be more painful every day.
Cherish Time Unnamed
When flowers bloom and fall, it is easy to grow old in life.
About to Drink Li Bai
If you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
Two Poems from Qujiang by Du Fu
Drinking debt is commonplace, but rare in seventy years of life.
Staying with a Friend Bai Juyi
How many times in a hundred years can you smile?
Yong Huai Bai Juyi
Within a hundred years of life, the speed is like passing by.
Crying Yin Yao Wang Wei
How much life can be, after all, it is invisible.
Qingming Gao Zhu
If there is wine in life, you must be drunk. Never does a drop of it reach the nine springs.
Traveling on the Shasha by Yan Shu
Don’t dwell on songs and wine, life is limited and love is unlimited.
Picking Mulberries·Double Ninth Festival Mao Zedong
Life is easy but it is difficult to grow old, and it is always a Double Ninth Festival.
[Night Boating] When I was a hundred years old, I dreamed of a butterfly, and I regretted looking back at the past. Spring is here today, the flowers will fade tomorrow, and all night lights will be extinguished.
[Feng Rusong] The red sun is setting in front of us, as fast as a car going downhill. When dawn comes, the mirror is filled with white snow, and when you go to bed, you say goodbye to your shoes. Don't laugh at the clumsy plan of the dove nest, and the gourd ti always pretends to be stupid.