1. Poems about Su Shi's perseverance, within tomorrow,
Original text Jiang Chengzi·Mizhou Hunting (Song Dynasty) Su Shi selected from "Dongpo Yuefu Notes" Lao Fu Chat ( fā) The young man is crazy, holding the yellow on the left, holding (qíng) Cang on the right, Jin (jǐn) hat Diao (diāo) Qiu (qiú), Qianqi (jì) Juan (juǎn) Pinggang. To (wèi) report the fall of the city and follow the prefect , shoot the tiger in person, watch Sun Lang. Calligraphy Mizhou goes hunting and drinks, the chest and courage are still open. There is a slight frost on the temples (bìn), so why not! In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent? Hui holds the carved bow like a full moon, looks northwest, and shoots the wolf. [1] Huanxi Shayouqi (qí) Shui Qingquan Temple, the temple is adjacent to the Lanxi River, and the stream flows west. At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, and the sand road among the pines is pure and clear of mud. Xiao Xiao [1] Mu Yu Zigui cries. Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair. 2. Regarding Su Shi’s poem about perseverance, urgent ~ within tomorrow, thank you
Original text Jiang Chengzi·Mizhou Hunting
(Song Dynasty) Su Shi selected from "Dongpo Yuefu Notes" < /p>
The old man chats with his hair (fā) young maniac, holding the yellow on the left, Qing (qíng) on ??the right Cang, brocade (jǐn) hat mink (diāo) Qiu (qiú), Qianqi (jì) Juan (juǎn) flat Gang. In order to repay the beautiful city, he followed the prefect, shot tigers himself, and watched Sun Lang.
Calligraphy Mizhou Hunting
Drunken and brave. It doesn't matter if there is a little frost on the temples! In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. [1] You can visit Qishui Qingquan Temple in Huanxi Shasha. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west.
At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the children are singing in the evening rain.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair. 3. Poems about Su Dongpo
Zhaojun's Resentment
Who did Huan Yi's three tricks, shocking the dream in the green window.
The new moon and the mist of sorrow fill the sky over the river.
If you want to go but still don’t want to go, tomorrow the sun will fall.
The flying catkins send the boat off, and the water flows eastward.
Reduced word Magnolia Spring Moon
In the spring garden at noon, the fragrant mash is shaking and the light is dancing.
Walking around the corridor, half-fallen plum blossoms are fragrant.
The light clouds and mist are always a place for young people to have fun.
It is not like the autumn light, it only illuminates the heartbreak of those who have left.
Bu Suanzi's residence in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou
The moon is missing and the sparse tung trees are hanging, which makes people still at first.
Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.
Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred.
Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the maples fall coldly in Wujiang River.
Huanxisha Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows west.
At the foot of the mountain, orchid buds dip into the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is clear of mud.
Xiao Xiao Mu Yu Zigui cries.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west!
Don’t sing like a yellow chicken with white hair. 4. Famous lines about Su Shi
Su Shi is the poet who left the most poems in the Northern Song Dynasty. He has thousands of poems and thousands of articles. There are so many famous lines!
⑴Spring scenery is divided into three parts, two parts are dust, and one part is running water. If you look closely, you can see that they are not Yanghua, but the tears of Li Ren. ("Water Dragon Song")
⑵ I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet the beautiful lady. ("Shui Tiao Ge Tou")
⑶ Rocks pierced through the air, violent waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. ("Nian Nujiao")
⑷ Diligent and diligent. This body is like a passed down house, where is my hometown! ("Linjiang Fairy")
⑸ Yinqin It rained in the middle of the night last night, and it was cool for another day. ("Partridge Sky")
⑹The bamboo stick and mango shoes are lighter than the horse, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. ("Ding Feng Bo")
⑺Looking back to the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I returned. ("Ding Feng Bo")
⑻Everything is just a dream in the end, rest. Tomorrow the yellow flowers and butterflies will also be sad. ("Nanxiangzi")
⑼Pick up all the cold branches and refuse to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold. ("Bu Shuzi")
⑽ The water under the blue screen window is filled with smoke, and the sound of chess frightens people who sleep in the daytime. ("Ruan Lang Returns")
⑾In the cloud of Chijie, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf. ("Jiang Chengzi")
⑿ I want to send thousands of tears of lovesickness, but they cannot be shed, Chu Jiangdong. ("Jiang Chengzi")
⒀Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. ("Jiang Chengzi")
⒁There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world! ("Butterflies in Love with Flowers")
⒂The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the rain is wailing at dusk. ("Huanxi Sand")
2. Collection of Su Shi's famous poems
⑴ How is it like knowing everywhere in life? It should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush.
("He Zi nostalgic from Mianchi")
⑵ Literacy begins with worries in life, but you can stop memorizing names roughly. ("Shi Cang Shu Zui Mo Tang")
⑶The water is shining brightly when the sky is clear, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare the West Lake with the West Lake, it is always appropriate to have it light and thick. ("Drinking on the Lake, Two Songs of Early Sunny and Later Rain (Part 2)")
⑷The drums and bells are beating against each other at dusk, and the lonely pillow behind closed doors is facing the residual red. ("Two Poems from Shuangzhu Zhanshifang (Part 2)")
⑸ Viewed from the side, it is a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. ("Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest")
⑹ A few branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of spring river water.
The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. ("Two Poems of Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River" (Part 1)")
⑺The wild water is uneven and has traces of swelling, and the sparse forest has frost roots.
Where does the boat go? My home is in Huangye Village, Jiangnan. (Two Autumn Scenes Painted by Li Shinan (Part 1)")
⑻ There is no rain cover when the lotuses are gone, and there are still frost-proud branches of chrysanthemums.
You must remember that the best times of the year are orange and green. ("To Liu Jingwen")
3. Collection of Su Shi's Famous Prose Sentences
⑴ When the sky rains down beads, those who are cold should not think that they are glutinous; when the sky rains jade, those who are hungry should not think that it is glutinous millet. ("The Story of Xiyuting")
⑵Everything has its value. No matter what is impressive, there is something to enjoy. It does not have to be strange and beautiful. ("Transcendent Taiwan Notes")
⑶ If you don't see things with your eyes and ears, is it okay to make assumptions about their existence? ("The Story of Shizhong Mountain")
⑷ In the past, scholars were selected based on sound and rhythm, and scholars were miscellaneous in learning but not committed to the Tao. Today, scholars are also selected based on classics and skills. Scholars know how to seek the Tao but do not study. ("Yue Yu")
⑸ When the party seeks black, it is too white for paint; when the party seeks white, it is too dark for snow. ("Book and Ink")
⑹ It is as vast as Feng Xu riding the wind, but does not know where it stops; it is as fluttering as if it is left alone in the world, emerging and ascending to immortality. ("Qian Chibi Fu")
⑺The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the water will come out. ("Hou Chibi Fu")
⑻ Seeking the beauty of things is like catching a shadow in the wind. Those who can make the thing clear to the heart will not meet it once among thousands of people, but it can be done. But what about mouth and hands? ("A Letter of Appreciation to Civil Teachers")
⑼The ancients did not reward people with honors and salaries, and punished them with swords or saws. ("On the Perfection of Honesty in Punishments and Rewards")
⑽ There are great brave men in the world who are not surprised when they are suddenly attacked, and are not angry when they are attacked for no reason. ("Liu Hou Lun")
⑾Now the people are suffering from floods, how can they be safe? It lies in knowing safety but not knowing danger, being able to relax but not working hard. ("Teaching War and Guarding Strategies")
⑿The decline of the Eight Dynasties from the beginning of literature, the Taoism helped the world to drown. ("Han Wen Gong Temple Monument") 5. Poems about Su Shi
Drunk writing at Wanghu Tower on June 27th Su Shi Black clouds rolled over the ink but did not cover the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water below Wanghu Tower is like the sky. Drinking on the lake, it starts to clear and then rains. Su Shi The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains look strange when they are empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to wear heavy makeup and light makeup. Huichong Chunjiang Xiaojing Su Shi Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, The duck is a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short, it is the time when the pigs are ready to be eaten. Inscribed on the wall of the Western Forest by Su Shi, it looks like a ridge on the side and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. Presented to Liu Jingwen and Su Shi. The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover. There are still proud frost branches among the chrysanthemums.
You must remember the good times of the year, the most orange-yellow-orange-green time. Tears come first Answer acceptance rate: 24.7% 2008-06-17 15:48 Report related questions What poems did Su Shi write? Su Shi's poems.
Urgent How many poems are there by Su Shi? Under what circumstances did Su Shi write the water-melody song? Did Su Shi write about the moon? Other answers: Divination operator, Huangzhou Dinghuiyuan residence, Huanxi Sha, Zhaojun's resentment, subtracting words, magnolia, Spring moon, Nujiao, Chibi, nostalgic for the past, Xijiang Yueding storm, Ruan Lang's return, early summer, partridge sky, beautiful woman, Youmeitang, giving an account of ancient times, drunkenness, desolation, leaving Beijing, mouth, Nanxiangzi, sending an account of ancient times. ...For details, please refer to the following website (non-toxic) /ss.htm JJ's answer acceptance rate: 21.4% 2008-06-17 14:54 Shuidiao Ge Tou'Hey, don't make noises answer acceptance rate: .0% 2008- 06-17 16:06 Report on the disc of love. The flowers have faded to red, green and apricot. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people. Falling in love with your tears. Answer acceptance rate: .0% 2008-06-17 16:53 Report on June 2 On the 17th, Su Shi was drunk and writing at Wanghu Tower. Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind blows away suddenly, and the water below Wanghu Tower is like the sky. Drinking on the lake, the first clear and then the rain Su Shi The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to wear heavy makeup and light makeup. Huichong Chunjiang Xiaojing Su Shi Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, The duck is a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short, it is the time when the pigs are ready to be eaten. Inscribed on the wall of the Western Forest by Su Shi, it looks like a ridge on the side and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. Presented to Liu Jingwen and Su Shi. The lotuses are gone and there is no rain cover. There are still proud frost branches among the chrysanthemums.
You must remember the good times of the year, the most orange-yellow-orange-green time. Su Shi, the singer of water tunes. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
The awe-inspiring spirit, the joyful wind of thousands of miles. Looking back, I want to come to a desolate place. When I return, there will be no wind, rain or sunshine. Bamboo sticks and awning shoes can beat horses lightly. Who is afraid? You can live your whole life in mist and rain! Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live there, there are few willow cotton blowing on the cold branches on the lonely sandbank. There is no grass anywhere in the world. The laughter gradually disappears and the sound becomes quieter. I am passionate but ruthlessly annoyed and always hate that this body is not mine. When will I forget the camp? camp? The boat passed away from then on, leaving the rest of my life in the river and sea. The ten years of life and death are vast... without thinking... I will never forget it. The river goes eastward, and the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are wandering in the end of the world and thinking endlessly! Now that we have met, I want to express my longing for you. I shed a thousand tears, but they cannot be shed. There is love in the east of Chujiang, and the tide is coming. I send the tide ruthlessly and say goodbye. Everything turns around in vain. Before I turn around, we all dream of meeting each other. I am drunk and the love is already high. Chasing the dawn sky, not dreaming of pear blossoms, I want to compare the West Lake to the West. Light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu. Just because I am here in the mountains, a spring night is worth a lot of money. The flowers are fragrant, and the moon is full of flowers and butterflies are flying on the shadowy road. The country and the mountains are like those of the past. The rich and noble people are showing their hair. Behind them, the flowers on the streets are romantic. The old hairpins are not ashamed of themselves. The flowers should be ashamed of the old people's heads. The rivers and mountains are so unrequited. The river god sees strange police. I am a stubborn person like Qiu Hong. There is a letter. Things are like a spring dream without a trace. Thousands of trees at the head of the river are about to get dark in spring. It is better to be brothers with you from generation to generation. Because there are two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the water in the spring river is warm. I don’t hate the duck prophet who died in the southern wilderness. This is the best time in your life! Who embellishes the clouds and the bright moon, the sky is clear and the color of the sea is clear. The falcons are nowhere to be seen in the sky, and the green mountains are the Central Plains. The misty rain in Lushan is the tide of Zhejiang. I hate it before it arrives. The flowing water is ruthless. 6. Collection of Su Shi's Poems
Qijue·Spring Night A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. The sound of singing in the pavilion is soft, and the swing courtyard is dark at night. The poem·Nian Nujiao. Chibi nostalgic and the river goes eastward , the waves are gone.
A romantic figure through the ages. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque and there are so many heroes at one time! I recall Gong Jin's time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time, with a majestic appearance, a feather fan and a turban, while chatting and laughing, the oars and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, my affection should laugh at me, and I will be born early. The world is like a dream, a bottle returns the moonlight over the river.
Qijue·Shangyuan Banquet The light moon and sparse stars surround Jianzhang, and the fairy wind blows down the incense from the imperial furnace. The courtier stands in the Tongming Hall, and a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor.
Qijue·Flower shadows piled on top of each other on the Yaotai, calling the child several times but unable to leave. It was just taken away by the sun, but it was taught by the bright moon to see the future.
Wujue · Poem of Staying New Year's Eve Children cannot eat if they are forced to stay together, but they should cheer for each other. Do not crow once the rooster crows in the morning, and be afraid of the more trouble.
Qilu·Hezi nostalgic from Mianchi. Life is similar everywhere, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on slush. Occasionally, there are fingers and claws left on the mud, and Hongfei is counting the things.
The old monk has died and a new pagoda has been built, and there is no reason to see the old inscriptions on the broken walls. Do you still remember the rugged past? The road was long, people were trapped, and donkeys neighed.
Qilu·Dan'er The thunderbolt collects its power and the dusk rain opens. I lean on Cui Wei alone on the railing. The neon clouds hang down from the sky, and the happy wind rises from the sea.
The old man in the wild has already sung the words of good times, and he wants to banish his ministers after removing the book. Dongpo is old and well-fed in his remaining years. One can save everything.
Qilu·Crossing the sea on the night of June 20th. The fight turns to the third watch, and the bitter rain ends and the wind clears up. Who embellishes the scattered clouds and the bright moon, making the sky and the sea clear.
When I was free, Lu Sou took advantage of his thoughts and had a rough idea of ??the music played by Xuanyuan. I don't hate the nine deaths in the southern wilderness, but I am traveling through the wonders of my life.
Qijue·Evening Scene of the Spring River in Huichong There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is full of artemisia and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
Qijue·Mid-Autumn Moon The dusk clouds have collected and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently. This night in this life will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year?
On the Qijue·Drinking Lake, it is clear at first and then it rains. The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains look empty and rainy, which is also strange. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.
Qijue·Gift to Liu Jingwen The lotus has no rain cover, and the chrysanthemums are still covered with proud frost branches. You must remember that the best time of the year is the most orange and green time.
Ci·Bu Shuanzi The missing moon hangs on the sparse tung trees, and the missing moon makes people calm at first. Who sees a lonely person walking around alone? Misty and solitary shadow.
Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Ci · Picking mulberry seeds. Passionate and sentimental, but still sick. In the multi-view building, we meet each other over wine, and the joy is gone with a smile.
Stop drinking and listen to the pipa. Twisting and stirring gently, the drunken face melts in spring, and the river and sky are slanted with a touch of red.
Two poems from Chengmaiyi Tongchao Pavilion I want to live in Nanhai Village for the rest of my life, and the emperor sent Wu Yang to summon my soul [1]. The sky is low and the magpies are nowhere to be seen, but the green mountains are the Central Plains.
Ci·Ding Feng Bo It rained on Shahu Road on March 7th. The rain gear went first, and everyone in the group was in a panic, but I didn't realize it.
It’s already clear, so I wrote this word intentionally. Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest, why not scream and walk slowly.
Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime. The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly.
Looking back at the desolate place where I have always been, there is neither wind, rain nor sunshine when I return. Ci·Ding Feng Bo I often envy the jade man in the world, and the heaven should beg for the sweet lady.
I compose a clear song to spread my teeth, the wind rises, the snow flies and the sea of ??flames becomes cool. After returning from thousands of miles away, the years are getting younger and younger. When I smile, I still carry the fragrance of plum blossoms.
Is Lingnan good? But he said: This place of peace of mind is my hometown. Ci·Jiang Chengzi Ten years of life and death are uncertain.
If you don’t think about it, you will never forget it. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, nowhere to say desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our face is covered with dust and our temples are like frost. At night, the dream returns home suddenly.
In the small window, I am dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken heart will be cut off every year. On a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines. Ci·Jiang Chengzi: Wandering at the end of the world, I have endless thoughts.
We met but in a hurry. Hand in hand with the beautiful woman, and the tears are broken and the red is left.
Why do you want to ask Dongfeng Yu? Spring is here, who is it with? Sui Di is full of water in March. Back to Hong, go to Wuzhong.
Looking back at Pengcheng, Qingsi and Huaitong. I want to send a thousand tears of lovesickness, but they cannot be shed, Chu Jiangdong.
Ci·Jiang Chengzi No. 3 It rains and then clears in Phoenix Mountain. The water and wind are clear and the sunset is bright.
A hibiscus blossomed across the sky. Where did the two egrets fly? If you are interested, I admire Pingting.
Suddenly I heard mourning kites being played on the river. Who can listen to my bitter feelings? The smoke gathers and the clouds gather, it is Xiang Ling as promised.
I want to wait until the end of the song to ask for it, but when people are gone, I can only count the green peaks. Words·Linjiang Fairy After drinking at Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk again, and it seemed like it was already the third watch when I returned.
The boy's breath was thundering, and no one answered the door. He leaned against the tent and listened to the sound of the river. I always regret that this body is not mine. When will I forget about camp?
The wind is calm at night and the lines are flat. The boat will pass away from now on, and the river and sea will leave the rest of my life. Words·Manjianghong The clear and clear water flows eastward, the sorrowful eyes are broken, and the lonely sail is bright and extinguished.
The place where officials travel, the green mountains and white waves, are thousands of layers. Living up to Lin Xiayi's wishes, I listened to the desolate night rain on my bed.
I hate this life and spend a long time in separation, adding splendor to my hair. A wine, on the side of the Yellow River.
Let’s start from the beginning. Seeing each other seems like yesterday, many years ago.
Bitter tears remain on the old marks on the clothes, and the joy between the eyebrows adds yellow. Then I went with you to look for the remaining spring on the pond, with flowers like snow.
Ci·Nian Nujiao Looking far into the distance from a high position, I can see the sky, and the clouds thousands of miles away leave no trace. The osmanthus flies in, and where the light shines, the autumn green is soaked in cold for a day.
Yuyu Qionglou, riding a luan to and fro, I am in Qingliang country. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and the smoke and trees are visible in the distance.
I was drunk, clapping my hands and singing wildly, raising my glass to invite the moon to meet, and my shadow became three guests. Dancing and wandering, under the wind and dew, I don’t know what night it is.
I want to ride on the wind, but I suddenly go back, why use the wings of a roc? In the Crystal Palace, a flute broke.
Ci·Qingyu Case Three years ago, I slept on Wuzhong Road, scolded the yellow dog, and went with you. If you go to Huxiaodu on the Songjiang River, don't be frightened by the mandarin herons. There are four bridges everywhere, where Lao Tzu passed by.
Looking at the late spring in the Wangchuan River, I always remember the words of Master Youcheng. The date of return has been promised.
The spring shirt is like a small man's needlework, which will wet the West Lake rain. Ci · Shao Ben: I bend my waist for rice, I abandon my home because of wine, I am tired of verbal and physical communication.
When you return, who will not send you back? I feel like everything in the past is not what it is now. It's not late yet, the conqueror points out the way back, the laughter and childish chatter in front of the door.
Alas, the old chrysanthemums are all barren, and the new pines are dark and old. This is how it is now in my year! But the door of the small window is closed with the knees closed, and the stick is used to watch the solitary cloud flying at dusk. The clouds appear unintentionally, and the birds know they are returning when they are tired. It is not intentional. Alas! Come back, now I forget myself and the world.
There is no idle talk among relatives, but there is real flavor in the piano book. The steps on the green foothills are rugged, the streams are graceful, and the spring water trickles in the dark valleys.
Looking at the flourishing vegetation, I feel like a quiet person, My life has come to an end! How long will it take for Yuxingyu to recover? Unconsciously, what does the emperor want? I have given my heart to you, who will decide whether I will stay or go? Where is the immortal knowledge? Wealth is not my ambition. But I know that when I climb mountains near the water and sing songs, I drink wine from the pot and get drunk.
Is there any doubt about destiny in this life? And ride the current and return when encountering obstacles. 7. Su Shi's classic poems
A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. The flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. The sound of singing and singing in the pavilion is soft, and the night is dark in the swing courtyard. The banquet in the Yuan Dynasty is surrounded by sparse stars in the light moon. , the fairy wind blows down the incense from the imperial furnace.
The courtier stands in the Tongming Hall, and a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor. The shadows of flowers piled on top of each other on the Yaotai, calling the boy several times to come home.
The sun has just taken away the world, but the bright moon has taught me to see the future. Hui Chong's evening view of the Spring River shows two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and ducks predict the warmth of the spring river's water.
The ground is full of artemisia and short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. In the Mid-Autumn Festival, the evening clouds are all gone and overflowing with coldness, and the silver man turns the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? The west forest wall looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far.
I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. A gift to Liu Jingwen. The lotuses have no rain cover, but the chrysanthemums still have proud frost branches. You must remember the good times of the year, the most orange-yellow-orange-green time. Hui Chongchun's evening view of the spring river has three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the ducks are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. It is good to drink in the lake when it clears up first and then the raindrops are shining. The scenery of the mountains is also strange when it is empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to wear light makeup and heavy makeup. I walked to the foot of Taibai Mountain early in the morning and reached the wall of Chongshou Academy in Hengqu Town, where I immediately continued my lingering dream. I didn’t know the sun would come out.
The chaotic mountains are covered with green curtains, and the falling moon is a pale lantern. Running around bothers the postman, and I feel ashamed of the old monk in my leisure time.
I will visit my family again when I travel, and I will remember my past while chatting. The residual dream will continue immediately, and I don’t know if the sun will open.
The chaotic mountains are covered with green curtains, and the falling moon is a pale lantern. Running around bothers the postman, and I feel ashamed of the old monk in my leisure time.
I will visit my family again when I travel, and I will remember my past while chatting. The residual dream will continue immediately, and I don’t know if the sun will open.
The chaotic mountains are covered with green curtains, and the falling moon is a pale lantern. Running around bothers the postman, and I feel ashamed of the old monk in my leisure time.
I will visit my family again when I travel, and I will remember my past while chatting. Selected Poems of Su Shi (48 poems) Su Shi (1037-1101): a writer, calligrapher and painter of the Northern Song Dynasty.
His courtesy name was Zizhan, his nickname was Dongpo Jushi, and he was a native of Meishan, Meizhou (now part of Sichuan). Su Xunzi.
Jiayou Jinshi. During the reign of Shenzong, he served as Wai Lang, a member of the ancestral hall. Because he opposed Wang Anshi's new law, he sought a foreign position and served as general magistrate of Hangzhou, where he knew Mizhou, Xuzhou and Huzhou.
Later, he was demoted to Huangzhou for writing poems that "slandered the imperial court". Zhezong was a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy at that time. He had traveled to Hangzhou, Yingzhou, etc., and was appointed Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
Later he was demoted to Huizhou and Danzhou. He died of illness in Changzhou the second year after returning to the north.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, he was posthumously named Wenzhong. Together with his father and younger brother, they are collectively known as "Sansu".
Politically, it belongs to the old party, but it also has demands for reforming bad policies. His writing is unbridled, clear and fluent, and he is one of the "Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties".
His poems are fresh and bold, good at using exaggerated metaphors, and have a unique style in artistic expression. A few poems can also reflect the sufferings of the people and accuse the rulers of their extravagance and arrogance.
Ci Kai is bold and unrestrained, which has a great influence on future generations. "Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia" and "Shui Diao Ge Tou·Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival" are widely recited.
He is good at running script and regular script. He adopts the styles of Li Yong, Xu Hao, Yan Zhenqing and Yang Ning, and is able to create his own ideas. The writing style is plump and ups and downs, giving it an innocent and lively feel.
Together with Cai Xiang, Huang Tingjian and Mi Fu, they are known as the "Four Song Dynasty Schools". He is good at painting bamboo and is a scholar of literature. He also likes to paint dead wood and strange rocks.
When discussing painting, he advocates "spiritual resemblance" and believes that "when discussing painting, it is based on physical resemblance and seeing children as neighbors"; he speaks highly of the artistic attainments of "paintings within poems, poetry within paintings". Poems include "Seven Collections of Dongpo" and so on.
Existing writings include "Essays and Posts in Appreciation to Civil Teachers", "Ji Dao Wen in Honor of Huang", "Ode to the Former Chibi", "Poems and Posts on Cold Food in Huangzhou", etc. His paintings include "Pictures of Dead Trees and Strange Rocks", "Pictures of Bamboos and Stones", etc.
The divination operator lives in Dinghuiyuan, Huangzhou, and hangs sparse tung trees when the moon is missing, which makes people feel at peace. Sometimes I see lonely people coming and going alone, misty and lonely shadows.
Startled but looked back, no one can forgive him for his hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
Niu Yigu Liu sells cucumbers.
When you are tired and sleepy after a long journey, you are still thirsty and longing for tea. Knock on the door and ask the savages.
Zhaojun complained about who did Huan Yi's third work, which shocked the dream in the green window. The new moon and sad smoke fill the sky over the river.
If you want to go but still don’t want to go, tomorrow the sun will fall. The flying catkins send the boat off, and the water flows eastward.
Reduced word magnolia The spring moon is in the spring garden at noon, and the fragrant mash is shaking and the light is dancing. Walking around the corridor, half-fallen plum blossoms are fragrant.
The light clouds and mist are always a place for young people to have fun. It's not like the autumn light, it only shines on people who are leaving.
Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple in Huanxi Shasha. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west. At the foot of the mountain, orchid buds dip into the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is clear of mud.
Xiao Xiao Mu Yu Zigui cries. Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.
The sandy beach of Huanxi River is deep red in the sun and warm enough to see fish, while the green stream is dark and dark, hiding crows in the evening. Huang Tong and old people gathered in Sui Xu.
Although the elk is not used to meeting people, the ape does not need to call when it hears the drum. Talk about returning home and picking mulberry trees.
The sand in Huanxi River is smeared with red makeup to look at the envoy, and the gate has three, three, five and five thorns. They touched each other and broke Qian Luo's skirt.
The young and old support the wheat harvesting community, and the black kites fly and dance in the sacred village. I met a drunk old man lying down at dusk.
The layers of Huanxi sand and hemp leaves are shining. Whose family cooks cocoons to make a village fragrant? The lady whispering coquettishly across the fence.
Lift the drunken eyes with a hanging white stick and pound the quinoa to soften the hungry intestines. Asked when the bean leaves will turn yellow.
Nian Nujiao Chibi nostalgic for the past, the river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are gone. To the west of the fort, there is Humanity and Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms at Chibi.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.
I think back to the old days when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fan and silk scarf, while talking and laughing, the rapist disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, my affection should laugh at me, and I will be born early. The world is like a dream, and one statue still shines in the moonlight.
The sand in Huanxi is soft and the grass is flat and new after the rain. The light sand makes the road dust-free. When to pack up?
The sun is warm, the mulberry trees are shining like splashing water, and the wind is blowing like mugwort and mugwort. Shi Junyuan is one of them.
The sandy mountains of Huanxi are invading with hazy clouds, and the wind in Xiangchuan River is quiet and spitting out cold flowers. There are still crows singing in the distant forest houses.
I dreamed of how many miles there were in my hometown, and when I woke up from drinking, I looked south to the end of the world. The bright moon shines on the flat sand thousands of miles away.
Huanxi Sand means that no one is near the roof of the house, and the catalpa trees are falling off in the evening rain. Who pities Ji Zi's Diaoqiu?
I have no hope in this world anymore, so I think you must ask the ancients for help. The cold pines and cypresses are willing to start autumn.
Huanxisha Immediate Painting: A falcon crosses the river and is happy to swim again; an old fish jumps over the threshold to recognize a green fish. The fleeting years are not willing to be wasted.
There is no despair beside the yellow chrysanthemum fence, but there is gentleness in Baiyun Township. Don’t teach Xiu to save his frosty temples.
The moon in Xijiang River is heavy at nine o'clock, and the drizzle is falling on the roof of the building, and the heavy rain is falling on the flat lake outside the river. Back then, there was a horse show in Dongxu, but now Nanpu is desolate.
Don’t hate the yellow flowers before they vomit, and teach the red flowers to support them. There is no need to look at the dogwood in the wine stall, but to admire the present and past of the world.
The moonlight of the Xijiang River is in Huangzhou, and I am walking on the Qishui River on a spring night. Go to a restaurant to drink and get drunk.
I rode the moon to a bridge over a stream, untied my saddle and bent my arms, and lay down drunk for a little rest. It's already known.
The mountains are crowded together and the flowing water is sonorous, which seems to be otherworldly. This sentence is written on the bridge pillar.
The waves are shining brightly in the wild, and the sky is faintly visible across the sky. The barrier of mud has not been resolved, and the arrogance of Jade Cong has not yet been solved. I want to get drunk and sleep on the fragrant grass.
It’s a pity that if a stream of wind and moon blows, don’t teach me to crush Qiong Yao. Undressing the saddle and pillowing on the green poplar bridge, Du Yu heard the spring dawn.
Dingfengbo encountered rain on Shahu Road on March 7th. The rain gear went first, all the others were in a panic, I was alone.