Author: Guo Yin
Year: Song Dynasty \ Dynasty
Poetry:
Correct tomorrow, who will confess.
Dark clouds recede and pioneers shine in sunny days.
Looking at the distance on the road, Tian Chou will take an examination of the old farmer.
Gan Kun thinks about the present, and his eyes are scattered and sad.
The water is like the sunrise, and the forest is suspicious of Cai Feng —— Li Deyu's Xin Teng Ji.
Changgexing
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
There are no flowers in the south of the Yangtze River in summer, so you can have a little chardonnay in the lake.
Miss home, explore the moon, stand at night, miss the wells and clouds of the Ming Dynasty.
Spring breeze doesn't understand people's wishes, when can the haze be sprinkled in front of the window? (Unknown source)
Huiri Gao Yan Shilin Hall Cui Zhixian
Last month, the river was sunny and beautiful. Mianman becomes a bird, which shines in spring.
Willow shakes the wind, plum blossoms the day before yesterday. I stayed in L.A. for a long time, and Shi Chong's home was sung.
Gongming sword frost, autumn wind out of Xianyang. [Tang] Ling Huchu's Youth Travel
Rachel: Don't say that Sang Yu is late, because summer and business are everywhere.
2. Kneel for some poems about summer. Poem about "Summer" 1, the sunset is haunted by the white road (Untitled by Tang Li Shangyin)
2. The mountain color invades the glow (stone "Huanxisha")
3, jade bowl cold dew, powder melting fragrant snow through gauze. Makeup is better than lotus flowers. To greet the eyebrows, wine red begins with the face. Bian Xia has a spring dream day (Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha")
4, the first face of wine red (Shu "Huanxisha")
5. In the secluded place of Shuige, there is a rosy cloud (Song Luyou, Huanxisha).
6. Pei Danxia emerged (Song Xin Qi Ji, Xijiangyue)
7. Embrace Xiamao Gold (Song Yan Dao Ji's Partridge Sky)
8. Embrace Xiamao Gold (Song Yan Dao Ji's "Partridge Sky")
9. Ten hectares of light under the water (Song Xin Qi Ji's "Partridge Sky")
10, Wine Tide in Summer (Song Anonymous "Partridge Sky")
1 1, Xiayi Xun Leng Yan (Linjiang County, Dao Ji City, Song Yan).
12, Liu Xia shallow drinking gold boat (Linjiang Xian by Dao Ji, Song Yan)
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14, sunset in the lonely village (Pu, autumn scenery with clear sand)
15, rivers and seas suck clouds (Water Regulation by Song Xin Qi Ji)
16, holding jade liquid (song anonymous, "water adjustment")
17, Xia Dong Tiantai Wandie (Song Anonymous)
18, relatively drinking clouds and flowing water (Song anonymous man)
19, drinking Xiajiang (Yuan anonymous man)
20. Wind and fragrance (Song Anonymous "Linjiang Fairy")
Although my body doesn't have bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. -"Untitled Stars and Winds Last Night" Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Without Cai Feng's wings, you can't compare with Qi Fei. The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are closely linked.
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away. -"butterfly lovers, Silkworm Chrysanthemum, Sad Smoke and Blue Tears" Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
In the morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away.
In spring, cherry blossoms bloom and golden butterflies fly. -Five generations of Linjiang Fairy Cherry Blossoms in Spring: Li Yu
The cherries that are hard to offer in the ancestral temple have all fallen-they have all gone with the spring, and the ignorant butterflies are still having fun.
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -"Linjiang Xian Meng Hui Ta Guan" Song: Yan Dao Ji
Last year's spring resentment came to mind, people were faintly independent in the falling flowers, and swallows danced in the breeze and drizzle.
Who moved the cymbals and Zheng to the jade column and flew over the curtain and Haiyan? -Five Dynasties "Bian Que Tread, Six Songs, Dead Trees and Green Trees": Feng Yansi
The sound of playing guzheng in the ear is even more confusing. All the swallows through the curtain are back, and I feel lonely.
Now, in the eighth month, yellow butterflies, two by two, are hovering on the grass in our western garden. -"Long March" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In August, the yellow butterflies danced and both flew to the grass in Xiyuan.
Shuang Yan flies around the painted beam, full of tulips. -"Chang 'an Ancient Meaning" Tang Dynasty: Lu
I hate the lonely love embroidered in front of the tent. I would like to put on the curtain of swallows flying around flowers and trees. The curtain and emerald feathers are sprinkled with tulip material.
It's late spring when the gallery returns. Swallows fly in pairs, willows are soft and peach blossoms are shallow. -"The dead Hua Lian pueraria lobata returns to spring late" Song: Ouyang Xiu.
I came back from the castle only to find that I was late again this spring. Swallows are all Qi Fei, weeping willows are soft, and peach blossoms have withered.
An archer, chest up, through the clouds, smiling. -"Mourning for the Head" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Turn over and shoot at Yunduo in the sky, and a pair of Qi Fei birds suddenly land.
Swallows fly around. There are several spring nights in the screen window. -"The Dead Lotus Story Meet in the First Act" Song: Su Shi
Swallows fly together, green screen, and several degrees of spring have passed.
This poem describing Xia Yun is written for Wei Wuying on Lishan Mountain.
Swim to Wanfang Mountain and down to the Holy Father, bathing in Huachi with thousands of scenery. Thousands of people ride vilen, and the clouds and trees glow. Frost cutting around the mountain is forbidden, leaving the palace to accumulate green night and leak long. The jade steps are quiet and green.
Pick up poetry
Practice, the moon falls in the pool. More on the top, still waiting for the lonely crane period. The pine moon is cold, Yun Qi. A few mountains, looking for thousands of miles. The pond is as clear as a mirror. Precious spiritual goods,
Teng Wang Tingzi Du Fu
Lonely spring mountain road, the king no longer walks. The ancient wall is still bamboo-colored, and the empty pavilion sounds. The yellow bird is cold and cheerless, and the clouds pass. Shangsige blew in, and thousands of riders shone neon.
Twenty-three Poems by Qian Qi in Lantianxi
A hundred medicines are born, and the flowers and leaves are fragrant. It looks like a landscape, but it goes into the bushes. The wind sends mountain bells, and the clouds are light and the wind is light. If you want to know where the sound is, the birds are far away. Walk quietly to the thatched cottage and enter the garden half-way. Sometimes with wine.
Reward Yin Mingzuo and give five clouds of white.
The mountains and rivers are clear and bright. I am surprised to thank Le Kang. I was born with poetry. The forest valley on the chest is full of color, and the clouds gather on the sleeves at dusk. Immortals sigh at this thing, and Qian Shan is lingering. Riding a white deer, floating in the wind, holding Zizhi's hand.
Li Jianxun, two rose poems
A poet can't win glory with others. Jinjiang wind shakes the clouds, and the fairy clothes are fragrant. Facing Lulu, people are crazy black. I had a ten-day holiday and wanted to invite my relatives and guests to have a look.
Send cursive script to Meng Jiao of Lushan Mountain.
Crazy monks don't drink for wine, but write wildly. Keep the book cloud until the peak of Qingming. Black lightning is flying in your hands, like a mysterious spring. Follow the instructions and turn at three lights. Gather books and clouds, wash the inkstone mountain. Suddenly angry
The sense of defense in the mountains
Ran Shan sells books, is addicted to alcohol, and teaches servants on credit. Fishing just in front of the steps, there are clouds on the pillow. The hidden spring flies out of the crevice and the path goes straight to the bridge. Window bamboo didn't smoke bamboo shoots this summer, but Mei Ting tried to spend the same year.
Purple ginseng Song Qianqi
The wind turns to the edge of the tiger stream, and the purple wings turn red. Before the menstrual period, the bayberry leaves have no color, and the fragrance stays in the Lotus Party for a while. Pengshan talented people pity nature, and Bai Yunchun sings new songs. You should know that the fairy flowers are old, the clouds are light and the wind is light, so don't admire peaches.
Ni Jing Shi Si Liyun Commercial Bank
Martingale, the line comes from the west. One day, I got off the horse. At this time, the grass was growing. There are many trees around, and the clouds shine at dusk. At night, flowers fall all over the ground and birds sing. Since Luo recommended it, the mountain bottle can also be opened. Stay alone on the moon,
Shicongmengjiao
Fairy tales have many different abilities. All the sounds are not mixed, and they are very strong at all times. The sun and the moon shine together, and the clouds have their own peaks. I was fascinated by Li Fang for a long time, and I was arrested. It's hard to go back every time you go wild. Embrace moss
Feng Hexing Wei should hold a banquet at Liqiao Mountain Villa.
The cover of Bashuiyu Gate is loose and the door is open. The yellow land in Shi Ping is flat, and the smoke building is half purple. Yunxiaxian Road is near, and Gin is vast and sparsely populated. Trees are thousands of years old, and spring is full of feet. The cliff is deep and refined, and it is ancient and hidden.
From Jinling to Du with Lu Cheng in early spring.
Only those who are far away from home are particularly sensitive to the change of natural phenology. The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air and the clear light turned green. Suddenly I heard that simple melody you sang, which made people cry.
The play presented Zhang Wudi with three poems by Wang Wei.
It's so clean that the vegetables are dusted off. Today, I am wavering, thinking that Ding eats people. Home is at the foot of Nanshan, and it's dying. When you enter a bird, don't mess with the other person. You are blind when you see wild animals. Xia Yun became a companion, and his clothes and towels were empty. What is a husband?
Suddenly, I am not poor. I am glad that Lu Tong's book boat belongs to Luo Mengjiao.
Back, the good news reached the village. I want to collect firewood. My nest is empty. The lower part is not invaded by dust, and the upper part is cloudy. The sun and the moon are more locked, and morality is distinct. I don't want to be empty, but I hope to work hard. Reality and emptiness are two reasons,