Nian Nujiao is nostalgic for Chibi, Su Shijiang does not return, and the waves are exhausted. Romantic figures through the ages. To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time! Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf. He talked and laughed, and it's all over. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon. "
"Bodhisattva Man" Xinjiaxuan painted floor shadow dipped in Qingxi water. The song resounded through the sky. The curtain is cool. Low reflection window of green poplar. I made a mistake in the song. Try Zhou Lang Valley. A drunken guest died. The spring breeze is big and small.
Wang Zhao, a poet in Ming Dynasty, passed by Zhouqiao Tomb;
Wu Dong stars push Gong Jin, and South Beauty says Xiao Qiao. Should be two girls, opposite the poplar rustling * * *.
Yuan Mei has two rhyming words in "Zhou Yu's Tomb": "Born in three points, you will always get out of the group when you meet talents and looks. It has long been known that the eldest mother can know the Buddhist, and Xiao Qiao is lucky to marry her husband. I can throw an army horse to listen to songs, but I can't let dragons get rain clouds. Thousands of years ago, there were pines and cypresses in the tomb door, and the general was known in the east wind. " Two clouds said, "The canon refers to the Japanese control of Ba township. What is the matter at the bottom of the spring platform?"
Wang Shizhen's "Poems on Yu Yang" says: "Er Qiao lives in Qianshan County, near Sanzu Mountain, so Gu Shi says:' Songzhu Er Qiao House, Xueyun Sanzu Mountain. "
Liang Zhangju's "Lian Conghua" has four volumes and a couplet cloud: "The emperor and the minister are the same flesh and blood, and the little Geoff is a hero."
2. Autumn night, an ancient poem with faint words.
Author: Du Mu
Silver candle Qiu Guang cold painting screen,
Guangluo's little fan flapped against fireflies.
Day and night are as cool as water,
Sit and watch the star of Cow Weaver Girl.
Yuanjiu uses green silk and white light.
Author: Bai Juyi
Qingsi cloth is light, but I cherish the self-styled Beijing.
My poor friend sent me an attachment, and my sick wife made me a tailor.
As thin as autumn, as green as spring grass.
Don't say it if you want it, and you can't describe it any more.
Ouyang Xiu's Youth Journey
Jade pot ice jade beast furnace ash. People began to embroider curtains.
Spring lasts from one night to six, without scissors.
Luoyang city fell from the sky and competed for the balcony.
The wind is light, the saddle is covered with sleeves, and the road is like Jason.
3. Poems describing little girls and charming girls
Author Zuo Si
Wei and Jin dynasties
There is a charming girl in my family who looks quite white.
The fine print is Su Wan, and the speech is very clear.
The temple is covered with a wide forehead, and the ears are like a wall.
In the Ming dynasty, comb tables were set up to sweep eyebrows.
Zhu Yandan's lips are thick and her yellow kiss is brilliant red.
If charming language is trivial, then anger is a clear set.
Writing is beneficial to management, but seal cutting is useless.
Hold a book and recite what you have learned.
Her sister's name is Huifang, and she has a picturesque face.
Light makeup likes the edge of the building, but forgets the spinning performance in the mirror.
It's easy to set a Beijing omen.
Playing between eyebrows and cheeks, drama and loom service.
Zhao dances calmly, and his sleeves are flying.
Between the upper and lower chords, literature and history need to be rolled up.
Gu Biao's screen book, if seen, was criticized.
When it gets dark, the meaning is hidden.
If you rush into the garden, you will pick all the fruits.
The red flower is decorated with purple pedicle, and it is flat and sudden.
In the storm of greed for China, there are many difficulties.
Frost and snow plays are often accumulated.
Pay attention to the dishes, sit up and sort out the dishes.
The idle cases in Momo are separated from the phase number.
It is appropriate to do what you want to do.
Stop for tea and brag about confrontation.
Oily white sleeves, smoked tin.
Clothes and quilts are very important, so it is difficult to sink into the water.
Let him do whatever he wants and be ashamed of being accused by his elders.
Take a look at the stick and cover your tears with the wall.
4. What poems describe "lightness"? "The Legend of Butterfly Lovers Fei Yu Guo"?
Year: Song Author: Mao Gu
There are flying feathers in the flowers. Gradually feel the golden trough, the moon is missing and the dragon is broken. Turn crisps into granules with a flat hand. Goose creek is full of snow and clouds. Seven lights can wake up for a thousand days. To help Yaoshan, I am afraid of incense and dust. You can't get drunk easily. The breeze stopped for a while.
Zhu Yingtai is near, and the pillow is rosy.
Year: Song Author: Zhang
Pink on the pillow, hairpin flowers fall. Flower dew swims in the clouds. The powder is faint and fragrant, and I still sleep with the night. Draw a red sun on the eaves of the three poles, and glance at the sword. Relying on it for a long time, the spring breeze is also very fragile. I am old again. A jade wrist is easy to peel off, but a shy man looks haggard. What is it, Qiu Lai? It is easy to separate. It can be compared with rain-repellent phoenix tree, empty step and weft bending, returning to people and stealing marble tears.
The first branch of Dongfeng, Qiaoqin Lan Xin.
Year: Song Author: Shi Dazu
Clever Qin, stealing grass nails, the east wind wants to block the new warmth. Pipa is hard to stay, but the letter is cold and shallow. Look in the mirror every day, make it, relax and be soft. There was no curtain in my hometown, so I missed coming to Shuang Yan. Green willow returned with a supercilious look. The red one is about to break, and the apricot is flat. The old tour recalls the mountains and shadows, and the thick alliance hinders the garden. No matter how warm the cold stove is, it will slow down the sewing of spring shirts. I'm afraid of chicken boots, picking vegetables and meeting you at Baqiao.
Tang Duoling sent away
Year: Song Author: Lu Wengui
Make faces at each other. Pack snails easily. Afraid of meeting everyone, gather two moths first. Afraid of rain and shame, not steady. I'll be less happy and stay away from it. Liang Rao recalled Qing songs. Blue boat is willing to go again. Tears for him. What do you mean by saying goodbye?
Decentralization strategy of back garden
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli
After the rain, the flower diameter is cool, and the trees sound outside the wind.
The staff was relaxed and the children were scattered.
Young people have failed before, but old people are still exhausted after failure.
Laughing through the forest, I heard each other look opposite.
Obviously people are close, but far away.
Pines and firs were everywhere and suddenly disappeared.
Look up at the purple sun gear and occasionally see white clouds.
Stay here and come back, but you don't have to climb mountains before.
5. Ask for poems with the word "light". Thank you for drawing the screen in Qiu Guang with silver candle and the flying fireflies with small fan.
Qingsi cloth is light, but I cherish the self-styled Beijing.
The wind is light. Touch the saddle with your sleeves. The road is like Jason.
The desert is light and cold, and hooligans are like poor autumn.
Tea adds fragrance to the jade mushroom, leaving Luo Shang alone.
Populus davidiana is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
At dusk, Han officials distributed candles and light smoke was scattered in the house of the five princes.
The breeze destroyed the grass and froze the tall trees.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has crossed the Chung Shan Man.
Spring wine is heavy and litchi is light red.
6. Ancient poetry with the word "light" 1, autumn and evening Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
2. Bai Juyi, "Yuan Jiu Bai is light with green silk"
Qingsi cloth is light, but I cherish the self-styled Beijing. My poor friend sent me an attachment, and my sick wife made me a tailor.
As thin as autumn, as green as spring grass. Don't say it if you want it, and you can't describe it any more.
3, juvenile tour Ouyang Xiu
Jade pot ice jade beast furnace ash. People began to embroider curtains. Spring lasts from one night to six, without scissors.
Luoyang city fell from the sky and competed for the balcony. The wind is light, the saddle is covered with sleeves, and the road is like Jason.
4. Huanxisha Qinguan
The desert is colder than the small building, the hooligans are like poor autumn, and the screen is quiet and light.
Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains.
5. A plum cut by Li Qingzhao
Red coupling fragrant jade mushroom autumn, light solution Luo Shang, alone on the green boat. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation. Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.
6. Yulouchun Song Qi
Dongcheng gradually felt that the scenery was good, and it was wrinkled and welcoming people. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Floating growth hates less pleasure, but is willing to love a daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.
7. Liang Zhu Yan Shu
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate bitterness, and shines obliquely through Zhuhu Lake.
Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon.
You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide.
8, "Cold Food" Han Yi
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. At dusk, the Han officials issued candles, and light smoke was scattered into the Wuhou mansion.
9. Miscellaneous Poem Zhang Xie
The sunrise welcomes the sun, and Dan is in Tanggu. There are many clouds and dense rain.
The breeze destroyed the grass and froze the tall trees. Dense leaves are sparse day and night, and the forest is like a bundle.
It's too late to sigh in the past, and too late to grieve at night. By the end of the year, I will be worried.
10, Li Bai, the early arrival of Baidicheng
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
1 1, send Yuan Er Ambassador Anxi Wang Wei.
Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
12, Liang Chenshi, Emperor Jianwen of the Southern Dynasties: "The curtain is heavy green and the sun is light red."
13, Tang Du Fu's poem "Rongzhou Banquet Yang Zhijun East Building": "Spring wine is more important than red plum."
14, Tang Wen Ting Yun's poem "The Stone Dwelling House": "The jade hairpin wears a horn scarf, and the seven strings are silent."
7. Describe a quiet poem. Birds fly high and go alone. -Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei is in Xixi Chuzhou.
A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang. -Chang Jian "Zen Forest after Broken Mountain Temple".
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. -Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. -Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Dwelling House"
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color. -Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting
8. Poetry 1 About childlike interest, by the pool
Tang Bai Juyi
A child propped up the boat and secretly picked the white lotus back.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat on the trail.
2. "Singing Goose"
Don Robin Wang
White swan, white swan, bend your neck and breathe fire into the sky.
White feathers, floating in green water; The soles of your feet are red, stir the water.
3. "Little Girl Words"
Tang Jianwu
The little girl is only six years old. I don't know whether she is clever or clumsy.
In front of the main hall at night, scholars worship the new moon.
4. Children fishing
Don Hu Lingneng
A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds.
Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
5. "Look"
Qingyuanmei
Cowboys ride on the backs of oxen, and songs echo in the forest.
Suddenly want to catch the song of the tree, immediately stop singing and stand by the tree silently.
6. "Ship Crossing Anren"
Song Yang Wanli
On a fishing boat, there are two children. They put away their bamboo poles, stopped their oars and sat on the boat.
No wonder it didn't rain. They opened the umbrella. They didn't want to protect the rain, but wanted to use the umbrella as a sail to let the boat go forward.
9. Poem about Xiaoyan 1, spring outing in Qiantang Lake.
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Vernacular translation:
Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake.
Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.
Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.
The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
2. Ding Fengbo, Hunchun Full of Stars
Author Xin Qiji, Song Dynasty
When I was young, spring was like wine. Flower arrangement makes you intoxicated for ten million minutes. When you are old, every spring is like a sick glass of wine. Only. Small curtain tea ou Xiang yin.
When flowers run out, the wind changes. Not annoying. Bloom Yuan wants a spring breeze. Who can see the return of spring? Swallows meet in the sunset.
Vernacular translation:
In my youth, once spring came, I would indulge in revelry, arrange flowers, gallop and drink some wine. The spring of old age has come, and I feel boring, just like I feel uncomfortable after drinking too much. Now I can only burn a plate of incense and drink a few cups of tea in the hut to kill time.
The spring breeze swept away the remaining petals, but it still didn't stop. But I don't hate it, because flowers bloom in the spring breeze. I want to ask, who saw spring leave again? Leaving here in the spring, the swallows meet in the golden sunset.
3. Broken Spring Scenes
Author Yan Shu, Song Dynasty
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light.
Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.
Vernacular translation:
Swallows fly just in time for the social sacrifice, and pears fly just in time for Tomb-Sweeping Day. Several pieces of moss adorn the clear water in the pool, and several pieces of moss adorn the clear water in the pool. The song of oriole lingers among the branches and leaves of the tree, just to see the catkins dancing.
A smiling oriental neighbor. I met him on the way to Caisang. No wonder I had a dream on a spring night last night. This is a harbinger of my success in mowing grass today! I can't help smiling.
4. "Two strict songs, the first one"
Author Cao Pi Wei Jin
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, and the vegetation is shaken and exposed to frost.
Yan's group said "Gu Nanxiang", thinking of gentlemen and guests, thinking of heartbroken.
Xi is homesick, so you gave it to the other person to stay for a long time.
I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.
Short songs cannot be long.
The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.
Vernacular translation:
The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is freezing, the plants and trees are dying, and first frost has been in the Millennium.
Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who has traveled far away, and I am deeply saddened.
I miss my hometown when I think about it. Why did you stay so long?
I keep the boudoir alone, and miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it.
Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes.
I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but my heart was very sad. The short song sang softly, as if it were still broken.
The bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, the milky way flows west, and the sleepless night is long.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl, facing each other from a distance. What crime did you commit? It was blocked by Tianhe.
5. Butterfly Lovers, Silk, Chrysanthemum, Sorrow, Smoke and Blue Tears
Author Yan Shu, Song Dynasty
The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away. The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world. I want to send colored stationery and rulers. The mountains are long and there is a lot of water.
Vernacular translation:
In the morning, the chrysanthemum outside the railing was covered with a layer of sad smoke, and the orchid dew seemed to be crying dew. Between the screens, there was a faint chill, and a Shuang Yanzi flew away. Yue Ming didn't understand the pain of parting, and oblique Yin Hui went into Zhuhu Lake until dawn.
Last night, the west wind was fierce and dried up the green trees. I climbed the tall building alone and watched the road disappear at the end of the world. I want to send a letter to my lover. But the mountains are endless and the water is endless. I don't know where my sweetheart is.