2. Six-character poems about Boya
Six poems about Mid-Autumn Festival 1. Give me 16 idioms and six poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
Curling Autumn Moon C Sun Moon C Ice Moon C Autumn Moon is not as good as stepping on the moon in January, climbing the clouds and closing the moon, shaming flowers in winter and December, mocking the wind, singing the moon, singing the spring flowers, autumn moon, whether the moon breaks all the year round, wasting years, cutting the moon, resting the moon, carving the wind and carving the moon, and getting the moon. The black moon kills the scenery, the wind blows the snow, the wind blows every year, the wind blows the clear moon, the clear moon thinks the wind before the month, the debt flies the frost in June, the wind and the moon are endless, the wind and the moon are exposed, the moon is broken, the flowers are missing, the morning and the evening are spent, the morning and the moon are looking for the sea, and the winter months are full of flowers, the Year of the Horse, the month, the flowers fall, the flowers fall, the beauty, the appearance, the disaster month and the lake field day. The moon sets obliquely, and the moon shines thousands of miles, and the moon shines thousands of miles. The moonlight is like a red cloud, and the moonlight is sandwiched between the sea and the sun and the moon.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Going to Guangxi is more humane and clear.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si?
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Choose for yourself.
I hope to adopt O (∩ _ ∩) O. Thank you.
2. Seven words and six ancient poems describing Mid-Autumn Festival
Li Shangyin's Frost Moon
Just beginning to hear the chirping of the southern geese, the chirping of cicadas has disappeared, and I climbed to the top, looking as far as I can, and the water is natural.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost.
Yan Shu's Mid-Autumn Moon
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
On the evening of August 15th.
Wan Li has no Kyushu and cloud mirror, and the most reunion night is Mid-Autumn Festival.
The clothes are all ice-colored, and water is condensed everywhere.
The shadow of Kazuki Watanabe musician is cold and clear, while the wind in Haimen is white and moist.
Because you did what I care about, you reduced the trouble for one night.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights and sending it to Du Langzhong
Wang Jian (Tang Dynasty)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Write an ancient poem about Mid-Autumn Festival with seven words and six sentences.
First, "15 nights full moon to send Du Langzhong"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Jian
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Crows inhabit the snow-white trees in the courtyard, and the autumn dew silently wets the osmanthus in the courtyard. People are looking up at the bright moon in the sky tonight. I wonder whose home Qiu Si's love belongs to?
Second, the Mid-Autumn Moon in Yangguan District
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
As night falls, the clouds are exhausted, the human world is full of cold, the milky way is silent, and the bright moon is idling, as white as a jade plate. Every Mid-Autumn Festival night in my life, the moonlight is mostly covered by clouds, and I rarely encounter such beautiful scenery as today. It is really hard to get! But where shall I go to enjoy the moon next Mid-Autumn Festival?
Third, enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
In the moonlight, the shadow of buttonwood moved unconsciously with the passage of time. On this reunion night, it was still facing the corner alone. Now Chang 'e in the Moon Palace is not without regrets. After all, she was only accompanied by the lonely moon palace and the lonely osmanthus tree.
Fourth, "Guizi in Tianzhu Temple on August 15th"
Tang Dynasty: Pi Rixiu
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Fragmented osmanthus petals, like jade beads falling from the end of the month, are picked up in front of the temple, and the petals are more moistened by dew. I don't know what happened in the sky until now. This sweet-scented osmanthus was probably sown by Chang 'e and given to everyone.
V. "Mid-Autumn Festival"
Song Dynasty: Mi Fei
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Looking around, the sea water in Huaihai is as white as silver. Under the colorful lights, mussels are pregnant with pearls. If the moon in the sky is not repaired for him, laurel branches will probably break the moon.
Give me 16 idioms and six poems about Mid-Autumn Festival.
Curling Autumn Moon C Sun Moon C Ice Moon C Autumn Moon is not as good as stepping on the moon in January, climbing the clouds and closing the moon, shaming flowers in winter and December, mocking the wind, singing the moon, singing the spring flowers, autumn moon, whether the moon breaks all the year round, wasting years, cutting the moon, resting the moon, carving the wind and carving the moon, and getting the moon. The black moon kills the scenery, the wind blows the snow, the wind blows every year, the wind blows the clear moon, the clear moon thinks the wind before the month, the debt flies the frost in June, the wind and the moon are endless, the wind and the moon are exposed, the moon is broken, the flowers are missing, the morning and the evening are spent, the morning and the moon are looking for the sea, and the winter months are full of flowers, the Year of the Horse, the month, the flowers fall, the flowers fall, the beauty, the appearance, the disaster month and the lake field day. The slanting moon sets, the bright moon shines thousands of miles, the bright moon illuminates the moon, the bright moon looks for the bright moon, the bright moon is caught in the sea, the bright moon is in the pot, the bright moon is in the middle of the month, the bright moon is in the night, the bright moon is in the wind, and the mirror is in the water. I wish people a long time and a thousand miles are beautiful.
Going to Guangxi is more humane and clear. Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Tonight, people are looking forward to it. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind. The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night. The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.
The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Choose for yourself. I hope to adopt O (∩ _ ∩) O. Thank you.
5. Poems about Mid-Autumn Festival
Selected Poems of Mid-Autumn Festival: Drinking alone with the Moon, Li Bai, drinking alone with me from a pot of wine among the flowers. No one is with me.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
On August 15th, Du Fu of jathyapple looked at the moon and flew to the mirror, returning to his heart to fold his sword. Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers. At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights, Wang Jian's atrium, crows inhabiting Bai Shu, and silent wet osmanthus in Coody Leng. I don't know who will fall in Qiu Si! Wang Changling, lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtain-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors. Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river. A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Mid-Autumn full moon, cloudless wet clothes, stars pour out the rules. Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi. Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
Guan Shanyue Li Bai Mingyue rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai. This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Thinking about Li Bai at night, the foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
On a willow moonlit night, the moonlight is deeper than that of half a family, and the Big Dipper languishes in the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
The sound of mica screen in Changshang is dark and the long river is sinking. Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Du Fu, a wanderer, heard the drums that predicted the battle. It was the first call of autumn, a wild goose from the border. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon, I think of a distant moon in Zhang Jiuling, which is now at sea and the horizon is * * * at this time. Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night! Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.
Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant, fighting with frost in the middle of the month, dreaming of Meng Haoran in the autumn night, hanging under the moon in the autumn sky, and her luster is wet. The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent. What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Lu Guimeng and other months, first frost lost late, the wind is like a good season. The curtain leans against the tree, feeling infinite, and the candle is faint and fragrant.
I like to listen to the northern sheng sound, and gradually see the southern star fans. Who is the coolpad of the school and wants to reduce the first round and noon?
Zhuang Ni's Mid-Autumn Festival is too thin to ask words, and the narrow clothes and autumn are already cold. The child is full of memories and it is difficult to walk.
Dew entered the hut, and the sound of streams and stone beaches was loud. The moon came in the mountains at night, and I didn't see it until dawn.
On the night of August 15, Liu Yuxi saw the moon in the dust of Taoyuan, and his feelings were between the fairy houses in the clear autumn. Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water. A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar. Cloud * (left car right car) moves under the starry sky, the sky is happy and the bones are cold.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose. It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
In the Mid-Autumn Moon, Yan Shu turned to court in ten rounds, and tonight she took people to the corner alone. Su E may have no regrets, but Yuchan is lonely and lonely.
In the mid-autumn moon, Su Shi's twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the jade plate. If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the night of August 15th, Bai Juyi, on the night of August 15th the year before last, beside the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool. On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast. Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
On the night of August 15th, there was a full moon in Tianzhu Temple, Pi Rixiu and laurel seeds, and new discoveries were made in front of the temple. So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Look at the moon and children in Mid-Autumn Festival. Su Shi's bright moon is not high in the mountains, but red in thousands of feet. A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River. Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale. Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights. The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Did Bo * (left wind and right wind) return before the green fluorescence disappeared and turned to the mountain? The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the cold throat * (the general will get worms) will show grass. Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems. In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-Autumn Festival, Mifei is poor, Huaihai is wrapped in silver, and Wan Daohong breeds mussels. If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
The moon has how bright, and the moon has how bright. Take care of my bed. I can't sleep at night and wander around in my clothes.
Although the guests are happy, it is better to turn back early. Who should you sue when you leave home alone? Back to my room, tears stained my clothes.
When does Su Shi, the head of water diversion, have a bright moon? Ask about Sky Wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Su Shi of Xijiangyue is in Huangzhou, having a night outing in spring. Drinking in a restaurant, getting drunk.
Take the moon to the stream bridge, untie the saddle and bend your arms, lie drunk and rest less. I realized that.
The mountains are crowded and the flowing water is bright, which makes people doubt that it is not human. On the bridge pillar of the book.
According to the wild shallow waves, the sky is faint. I want to get drunk and sleep on the grass.
It's a pity that a romantic wind didn't teach you to crush Qiong Yao. Take off your saddle and rest at Qingyang Bridge, and there will be the sound of spring dawn in Du Yu.
Back to Dong for the Mid-Autumn Festival, please hold a banquet to open the Wen Tianxiang River Festival and bring the original boat to clear the ice; When the moon raises a glass, you will be fragrant and green. Worship the fall of Huaxing, about the floating of the bright moon.
The wind and rain are all over the city, why are you lucky to be near? The picturesque mountains and rivers are still the trip to Chibi in those days. Straw is rewarded, and cloth is distributed in turn.
Manjianghong. Send Xin Qiji to the West Building in the Mid-Autumn Festival, fearing that Yun Zheyue will be released in the sky. But when he called, the jade flute cracked with a loud noise.
Who let curling float in the world, the most pitiful to the husband. Ask Chang 'e
Boya six-character rhyme 1. Seeking poetry with "Boya"
Zhu Shiping sang Xie Dunze.
Year: Song Author:
When I was good at ancient liberal arts, I avoided it. Last year, I got Metuba.
I received the gift of bamboo stone screen for the first time this year.
Bai Yi wishes me old age and Zhu Yi strengthens my heart.
Long song's short songs have been published, and the library is brightly lit every night.
You are honest and upright, then why do you love me?
I don't know where this stone came from, but it comes from the Confucius Gate in Ziyang.
Ziyang Yuan supervises both giving and receiving, meaning that it should be a family heirloom forever.
There are more treasures than this, and Yu Guangwei is not who he is.
As I wish to learn Ziyang, I was born as a stalagmite grandson.
Stalagmites should be carnation, and bamboo shoots and bamboos have the same root.
The cold sentences on bamboo slips at that time are difficult to appreciate and spread today.
Last year, I suddenly got the word Lengziyang, and I came to the alliance like a screen stone.
Get together in the morning and evening, such as the bamboo forest in Cangzhou,
Respect for things, respect for things, integrity, quietness and chastity. Not afraid of friends encouraging each other,
Andrew's standards reinforced his suggestion. I appreciate the elegance of this sentence.
Who can tell whether there is bamboo in the stone? Six gentlemen of Naomi Su Fan,
Never know a person's name. There are pearls, rhinoceros, sand jade,
This is not true for beards and whiskers. Although I was born late,
I want to say that my mouth is already awkward. The development of nature is unpredictable,
It smells of ancient times. Soft soil makes everything alive,
Because of the earth, it contains the yin essence of all things. What people see is limited,
It's nice to be familiar with everything. This is not the shadow of things,
It's really a bamboo shape. Leaves and leaves are piled up in the soil,
The soil turned into carnations. Living things will not change because of condensation,
Please look at amber and crystal. I suspect that this stone gave birth to Wei Bin.
Earth-rock changes a layer. Year and year should be different,
I want to grind the jade wall to make a thousand mu account.
Vantangi Lin Yong i.
Year: Song Author:
Master Boyalin lives in seclusion in the city.
A poor family is rich in books, and it is especially hard to learn hard words.
The four seas meet places of interest, and there are similarities and differences in literature.
Ah Rong is easy to talk to and doesn't take care of his family.
Recalling Li Youshu's Three Good Poems
Year: Song Author: Chen Chun
I'll give it to you at a glance, Boya Concert Hall in Tokyo.
Bye-bye, reply to me and me, Zhang Xiaomei, North Window.
This thing only exists today, but people die in the clouds.
Sometimes when the dragon's tail is pulled, it is thick and bright.
In a trance, gold and lacquer were handed over, and they were in the Han Dynasty.
Occasionally show Sao axis, familiar title incense.
This is a scrawny language, but it can still move the intestines.
Touching things is a sense of dignity, and feeling things hurts the body.
If you dare not hide it lightly, you will not forget it.
If you don't have friends, you have to be close.
Stay and wait for inspection
Year: Song Author: Shi Jie
Fu Sheng is elegant, yet elegant.
During the dinner, the cloth was idle and the book was written silently.
The first good is to carry forward Confucianism, and the students will discuss it.
Ma Rong's South County School is disgusting.
Boyatang
Year: Song Author: Yang Yan
Boyatang ancient books are gathered, and Xianju Penglai Pavilion is connected.
The scenery of Jiangshan is still the same, and only Laozi can come back.
Post a few poems, and you can find many on the special poetry search website.
2. About six-character ancient poems
Shannan Gailu, Lin is my first coat. It's better to bend over than to have a full ladle. -Wang Wei's "Adaptive"
Peach is full of rain, willow is full of spring smoke. Before the children were swept away, the flowers fell, and the tourists in Ti Ying Mountain slept soundly. -Wang Wei's "Spring Sleep"
There is a lonely village at the foot of the mountain and a lonely plateau on the horizon. A swallow flies back to the alley, and Mr. Wu or Liu faces the door. -Wang Wei's "Dwelling House"
The door faces the crane creek, and the cloud meets the home of Yanxian. Who knows people's affair? I'm used to seeing mountains, rivers, birds and flowers. -Li Bai Spring Scene
The bamboo pole sleeps and the water pavilion is wild. Outside the curtain, the wind and smoke curled up, and the trees in front of the court sang. -Li Bai's summer scenery
Last night, the west wind suddenly turned and I was surprised to see wild geese crossing the forest. Poetry is just static, rhyme is cold. -autumn scenery of Li Bai
A frozen pen is lazy to write new poems, a cold stove and a glass of good wine are warm. Drunk to see the ink flowers and the moon white, suddenly suspicious of the snow in the former village. -Li Bai's winter scene
The diamond leaves are full of waves and winds, and the boats in the depths of the lotus are connected. Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water. -Li Bai's Song of Picking Lotus
Going to the capital is permanent, and ignorance is used to assist;
When I was in Linchuan, I wanted to find a fish. Once the river was clear, it was not due.
Feeling Cai Zi's generosity, I suspect it comes from Tang Sheng.
I dare to chase the fisherman and play with him.
It's been a long time since I left the world. -Zhang Heng's Return to Tianfu
Song of resentment
Zhou Bei. Yuxin
Before I lived in Jinling County, I married a teenager in Chang 'an.
Looking back, tears fall, I don't know where the world is.
I will be exhausted in a few days. When will Han Yue be more round?
Because you can sing this song, you won't feel your heart broken.
Dance with Mei Niang
Zhou Bei. Yuxin
Look at the mirror in front of the visitor and smile at yourself.
The eyebrows are thick and straight, and the forehead is yellowish.
I only doubt that the fallen flowers will walk slowly and the spring breeze will not come back.
Teenagers only have fun, and drinking will leave them disabled.
My concubine is unlucky.
Cao zhi
Holding hands with jade, I like to take the same car and fly north to Yun Ge.
The fishing platform is empty and the pond is entertaining.
Looking up at the dragon boat and the green waves, overlooking the branches of Shencao.
Miss Fu Fei Luohe, say goodbye to China girl Xiang 'e.
Send a son to cross the Han River.
Yu Xuan Ji
Looking forward to sorrow in the north and south of the Yangtze River, yearning for empty songs.
Yuanyang lies in the sand and is warm, and the orange forest flies leisurely.
The songs in the kitchen smoke are faint, and the moonlight on the ferry is heavy.
Love is thousands of miles away, love is thousands of miles away from the anvil. bale
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Song of resentment
Zhou Bei. Yuxin
Before I lived in Jinling County, I married a teenager in Chang 'an.
Looking back, tears fall, I don't know where the world is.
I will be exhausted in a few days. When will Han Yue be more round?
Because you can sing this song, you won't feel your heart broken.
Dance with Mei Niang
Zhou Bei. Yuxin
Look at the mirror in front of the visitor and smile at yourself.
The eyebrows are thick and straight, and the forehead is yellowish.
I only doubt that the fallen flowers will walk slowly and the spring breeze will not come back.
Teenagers only have fun, and drinking will leave them disabled.
3. Six-character quatrains and ancient poems
A classic six-character quatrain poem with white hair and lush life. There is snow in the empty mountain, and no one returns to the wild road. -Li Yu's "Kaileyuan" has a secluded mountain in the south, and Lin Chu belongs to me. It is better to have five buckets and bend over than to have a full ladle. -Wang Wei's "Self-adaptation" contains peach red with rain, willow green with spring smoke. The flowers fell on the children, but they were not swept away. Mr. Wu Liu is opposite the door. -Wang Wei's "Seclusion" Linjiang has a door, and the cloud meets Yanxian's home. Who knows the secluded people, who is used to seeing mountains and rivers, birds and flowers? -Li Bai's "Spring Scenes" The bamboo pole sleeps, and the wild people in Shuige climb wildly. The wind blows outside the curtain, and the green trees chirp in front of the courtyard. -Li Bai's "Summer Scenery" suddenly saw the west wind last night. It is doubtful that it will snow in front of the village. -Li Bai's "Winter Scene" Wan Li Baiyun, there is a stream before the bright moon, and there is a stream after the bright moon. Changsha is melancholy, and the river beach is flourishing with grass. -Liu Changqing's "Feeling for Love" There is grass color next to the grass pool, and there is an ape sound in the flying ape ridge. Tourists arrive at Xiangjiang River in Wan Li, and it's windy and rainy. The sound is heard in a smile. -Wang Changling's "Full Moon" falls in a shallow stream, and the temples are shaded by autumn mountains. The trees are especially full of residual rain, and the bells are far away from the sunset. -Zhang's "Mountain Temple Autumn Zhai" catches people's eyes in the mirror, lights hang in the lonely village, thousands of herons under the tree, and dragons sing in the deep pool. -Cen Can's "Village Residence" is misty and rainy, and the lake is soft. Water flows from person to person. -Su Shi's On Wang Jinqing's Landscape went all the way to Lin Xue Trail, but it was still a mountain village. However, Chunfeng has feet. Now it goes to Chai Men first. -Zhu's Lead Mountain beginning of spring.
I want some six-character poems.
Such as Wang Wei's pastoral music; Pink contains persistent rain, and willow lines are more smoky. The flowers have left home, but the servants have not come back, and the birds are still sleeping. Going to the capital is permanent, and ignorance is used to assist; When I was in Linchuan, I wanted to find a fish. Once the river is clear, it won't count. Feeling Cai Zi's generosity, I suspect it comes from Tang Sheng. I dare to chase the fisherman and play with him. It's been a long time since I left the world. (Zhang Heng's Return to Tianfu)
Feel the places you have traveled all your life, if you need each other; If Hu Yue is different, what are the two wonders of today? Follow the cage and throw at the threshold, and hesitate to peek at the door; Think of the majestic mountains in Kunshan and Deng Lin's help; Although Liu purlin has been destroyed, what's the hurry? If you return to your heart, you will only resent it in a corner. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly to what you are doing, dare you forget your original heart? Trust the small life and entrust the humble body; Do your best to repay your kindness; Depending on your past kindness, it will last forever. (Mi Heng's "Parrot Fu") It's like the parting of Meiying and the flying of Taigu flowers.
As dense as a public super, as bright as a deep guest.
Without the envy of Kunyan element, it is impossible to shake the heron back.
This poem simulates the shape of flying snow, which is very associative and the music is wonderful. The whole poem rhymes every other sentence, the antithesis is neat, the allusions are ingenious, and it has the basic characteristics of six words and three rhymes, which is the earliest six words and three rhymes. Wang Bo of the Northern Zhou Dynasty also had six words and three rhymes:
Noise is easy to make waves, and there are many beautiful women in Zhao Yan. Pour the cup and cover the bowl *, *, and hang down your sleeves. I didn't hesitate to spend all my gold, but I was afraid to waste the day. ("Koguryo")
The first two sentences of this poem use allusions, the middle two sentences draw shapes, and the last two sentences are lyrical, which are naturally connected and achieved in one go; The last four sentences are both antithesis and both form and spirit.
Liang Jianwen's poem, Xiao Gang's worship of buildings and aversion to festivals, can be regarded as the embryonic form of six-character rhythm poem. In the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Yu Xin's Hate Songs and Dancing Mei Niang initially possessed the basic characteristics of six-character metrical poems:
Before I lived in Jinling County, I married a teenager in Chang 'an.
Looking back, tears fall, I don't know where the world is.
I will be exhausted in a few days. When will Han Yue be more round?
Because you can sing this song, you won't feel your heart broken. ("the song of complaint")
Look at the mirror in front of the visitor and smile at yourself.
The eyebrows are thick and straight, and the forehead is yellowish.
I only doubt that the fallen flowers will walk slowly and the spring breeze will not come back.
Teenagers only have fun, and drinking will leave them disabled. (Dancing Mei Niang)
It's windy across Cailing River, and Zhang Ce Village is in the west. Fisherman by apricot tree altar, family in peach blossom garden.
I tried my best ~! Oh ~!
5. Six-character poem Six-character poem
Poetry is not necessarily sung to music.
The original poem 300 has certain functions, but after a long evolution, it has lost its original powerful significance. There is something in what is said upstairs.
You know, the development of poetry must be accompanied by adapting to the needs of society at that time. Six-character poetry can well render the beauty of poetic artistic conception, but it is really inferior in melody. Therefore, the poems in the future will focus more on the poet's own political opinions, political ambitions, views and feelings about the current situation, or complain about his lack of talents and missing his relatives in the old country ... It is naturally unpopular to simply praise the motherland's great rivers and mountains and express his love for nature. Therefore, it is related to the development of ancient China society. This is the truth that "the country is unfortunate and the poets are lucky, so it is convenient to give them vicissitudes of life".
I like six-character poems very much. In ancient times, Wang Bo, Wang Wei, Li Bai, Wang Changling and Su Shi all wrote excellent six-character poems.
For details, please refer to Lin Qingxuan's essay Plum Blossoms Falling Between the Strings. ~