Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. 2. Knowing Li Shangyin
The pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night. Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .
Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds. I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you. 3. Leave Wang Changling.
It is still the moon and border pass in Qin and Han dynasties, and the enemy has fought a protracted war.
But let Longcheng fly and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain! 4. Wu Ying of Xizhou Western Supervision Committee
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. 5. Seeing Du Fu in Spring
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. 6. Gordon Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. 7. Wang Zhihuan, at the Heron Hotel
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
Take a step further. On Li Bai's Landing on Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing
There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned.
Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it. 9. Li Shangyin's Leyou Tomb
In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. 10, Du Fu, Deng Yue Building
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. Illustrations of ancient poems are not easy to draw.
2. The picture of ancient poetry is simpler, and it is a note left for an absent episode.
Tangjiadao
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
Yellow Crane Tower —— Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
[Tang] Li Bai's old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower.
Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.
Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky,
Only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
3. Eight poems "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Say goodbye to the ancient grassland
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.
(Wang Bo)
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.
spring scenery
(Du Fu)
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Go to the frontier to carry out tasks
(Wang Wei)
Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.
So he left Sai Han and returned to Hutian.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.
When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.
Wang yue
(Du Fu)
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Endless green spans Qilu and Qilu. ..
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly around in front of my nervous eyes ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
A berth at the foot of Gubei Mountain.
(Wang Wan)
Castle Peak, my boat and I, along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
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(Li Shangyin)
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Lotte in Yangzhou met for the first time.
(Liu Yuxi)
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Batavia on Yanmenguan Line
(Li He)
Enemy soldiers rolled in like dark clouds in an attempt to tear down the city wall; Our army was ready, and the sun shone on the armor, glittering with gold.
In autumn, the loud bugle sounded; The soldier's blood became dark in the night.
The red flag rolled half, and the reinforcements rushed to Xiao; The night frost is heavy and the drums are gloomy.
Report to you on the golden stage and support Yulong to die for you.
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(Li Shangyin)
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and when the torch turns to ashes, tears will flow dry.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
Not far from her charming mountain, oh, bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Youshan west village
(land travel)
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
From now on, if you ride leisurely on the moon, you will knock on the door all night with your cane.
Guo yang
(Wen Tianxiang)
Once you encounter hardship, the stars will fall everywhere.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs.
The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
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4. Ancient poems should have pictures of Xijiang Moon on Huangsha Road at night. Key words: Song Ci genre: Ci year: About the author of Southern Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji (1 140- 1207), the word You 'an,No. Jiaxuan, was born in Licheng (now Jinan, Shandong).
Life is recovery. He is the representative of an uninhibited poet. His style is gloomy, tragic and intense. He is called "the dragon in the word" and is also called "Su Xin" with Su Shi.
He is the author of Jia Xuan's Long and Short Sentences, and this series of Xin Jiaxuan's Poems is copied and saved. There were more than 620 words in Song Dynasty.
It turns out that the Xijiang moon travels at night. Huangsha Road, the bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Pay attention to Huangsha: Huangshaling, which goes around the west in Jiangxi. "Bright Moon" sentence: Su Shi's poem "Er Yun Jiang Ying Shu" says: "The bright moon surprises the magpie."
Other branches: oblique branches. Society: Land Temple.
In ancient times, there were community trees in the village, which were sacred places, so they were called community forests. Xijiangyue: epigraph name.
See: Same: Now. Appreciation of this word is Xin Qiji's works when he was demoted to official residence in Jiangxi.
Deliberately describe the night scene of Huangshaling. The moon is bright and the wind is cool, the stars are sparse and the rain is sparse, the magpies are startled and cicadas are chirping, the rice flowers are fragrant and the frogs are chirping.
Ci describes the mountain village scenery in summer night from three aspects: vision, hearing and smell. Scenes blend, picturesque.
Quiet and natural, vivid and realistic. It is a masterpiece of rural life in Song Ci.
Walking on the country road at night, the moon came out and alarmed the magpies in the branches, and cicadas sang from time to time in the gently blowing night wind. The smell of rice flowers is refreshing, ie indicates a bumper harvest. Stop and listen to frogs, as if singing for people's bumper harvest ... You see, there are occasionally seven or eight stars on the horizon, and in the blink of an eye, two or three drops of rain fell in front of the mountain.
The rain was coming, so I hurried to take shelter, but I couldn't find the familiar Maodian, so I ran to the corner of the west end. Hey, isn't Maodian just around the corner? The original title of "Xijiang Moon" is "Huangsha Road at Night", which records the scenery and feelings the author saw when he walked in the countryside at night. After reading the first half, you must feel wonderful in silence.
The word "don't" in this sentence is a verb, which means that the moon sets, leaves the branches and wakes up the black magpies on the branches. This sentence is very meticulous realism, and only those who have seen this scene in the middle of the night can understand the beauty of this poem.
Black magpies are extremely sensitive to light. They will wake up during the solar eclipse, fly around, cry, and the moon sets. In fact, this sentence means "tears on the moon" (Tang Zhangji's "Sleeping near Fengqiao"), but it is more vivid than "tears on the moon". The key lies in the word "don't", which means that the magpie branches are reluctant to part with the bright moon.
Magpies often crow when they are frightened. You can see yourself if you don't crow here. Literally, it can also avoid the accumulation of "cicadas". The phrase "the smell of rice flowers" means that the season is in summer.
In the whole poem, these two sentences are the most vivid and profound, bringing the lively atmosphere and happy mood in the rural summer night to life. This is a typical environment.
Each of these four sentences has a sound (the sound of magpies, cicadas, human voices and frogs), but each sentence also has a quiet night. These two flavors are reflected in Nightcrawler's feelings, and he is in a happy mood.
The situation changed a little in the second half of the year. The rare stars in the sky indicate that time has progressed. It is clearly midnight and it is almost dawn.
Rain in front of the mountain is a threat to Nightcrawler. This is a smooth wave, and you can imagine Nightcrawler's anxiety. With this wave, the conclusion is even more powerful.
"The old road turned to a stream, and suddenly I saw it" is an inverted sentence, which shows the surprise of "suddenly seeing it". I was worried about the rain, walking through the stream head and turning the road, when I suddenly saw her resting in the thatched shop by the forest.
The happiness at this time can be compared with the two poems that "there is no way to recover, and there is another village" (Lu You's "Traveling to Shanxi Village"). The original title of the poem is "Huangsha Road at Night". The first six of the first eight sentences are all about scenery, and only the last two sentences show that someone is walking at night.
These two sentences played a role in reflecting the whole song, so every sentence was written at night. Hide the front first, hit the nail on the head at the end, and make the finishing touch at the end.
This skill is worth learning. This word has a vivid and concrete atmosphere (usually called scenery), expressing a sense of intimacy and interest (usually referred to as goodwill for short).
This whole scene blending is an artistic image. The strength of artistic image lies not in the number of plots used, but in whether those plots are typical and can be used as analogies to extend around and go deep into the deepest part of real life.
If we can do this, it will be endless. When we say that China's poetic language is concise, we mean this broad representativeness and rich suggestibility.
Note: Xin Qiji's "Moonwalking Night on the West River in Huangsha Road" was originally selected from Jia Xuan's short and long songs. The appreciation of Xin Qiji's "Walking Night on the West River in Huangsha Road" is selected from Appreciation Collection of Tang and Song Ci (People's Literature Publishing House, 1983 edition).
5. About the picture of ancient poetry (best screenshot) 1, Bo Qinhuai Dumu Smoke Cage, cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai Restaurant.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river. Knowing that Li Shangyin had no desire, he sang all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! . Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you. 3. I left Wang Changling for Qin, and the people of the Long March did not return.
But let Longcheng fly and don't teach Huma to cross the Yinshan Mountain! 4. Wei in Xixi, Chuzhou, lives alone in Youcaoxi, and there are orioles singing in the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
5. Look forward to Du Fu's broken mountains and rivers in spring, and green vegetation in spring. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
6. Climb Du Fu, the sky is high and apes crow, birds fly home and cross clear lake Baisha. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
7. Wang Zhihuan Heron House, covered by mountains during the day, with the sea draining the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
When Li Bai boarded the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, the Phoenix once played here, so this place was named after them and now it has been abandoned in this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two. There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
9. Leyou Tomb Li Shangyin has the shadow of twilight in his heart, and I drove forward in Leyou Tomb. Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
10, Deng Yueyang Tower Du Fu I have heard of Dongting Lake for a long time, and now I have finally boarded this tower. The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
Illustrations of ancient poems are not easy to draw.
6. Eight ancient poems, the more the better, eight ancient poems ... It seems that I have never heard of them ~ ~ There are seven words and eight sentences attached: I boarded the Phoenix Terrace in Nanjing, where Li Bai and Phoenix used to play, so this place was named after them, and now it has been abandoned in this deserted river.
Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine. Three mountains and a half fall outside the blue sky, and Egret Island is wet.
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it. Gordon Du Fu sobbed from the vast sky in the gale, and birds flew home on the clear lake and white beach.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. Li He, the satrap of Yanmen, crushed the city with dark clouds, and the light spread to the sun.
The horn of autumn rang all over the sky, filled with steamed fertilizer and night purple. The red flag is at half mast, and the frost is heavy and cold.
I want to report to you on the golden platform, and I want to take Yulong to your death. In other words, these three words are simple. I hope to adopt them. Thank you. If you have any questions, please keep asking and don't give up.