1. What are the poems suitable for the "Calligraphy Competition"
1. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a clear fly has already stood on it.
Source: "Little Pond" - [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli
2. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. A man with a coir raincoat in a lone boat, fishing alone in the cold snow.
Source: "Jiang Xue" - [Tang Dynasty] Liu Zongyuan
3. Sleeping in spring without waking up to dawn, you can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.
Source: "Spring Dawn" - [Tang Dynasty] Meng Haoran
4. Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk. The trees are low in the open sky, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people.
Source: "Su Jian Dejiang" - [Tang Dynasty] Meng Haoran
5. The chilling cicadas are sad, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by farewell, and even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
Source: "Rain Lin Bell" - [Song Dynasty] Liu Yong 2. What are the poems suitable for "Calligraphy Competition"
1. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water Love Qingrou.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a clear fly has already stood on it. Source: "Little Pond" - [Song Dynasty] Yang Wanli 2. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man with a coir raincoat hat is alone in a boat, fishing alone in the cold snow. Source: "Jiang Xue" - [Tang Dynasty] Liu Zongyuan 3. Sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn, you can hear the singing of birds everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. Source: "Spring Dawn" - [Tang Dynasty] Meng Haoran 4. Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.
The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. Source: "Su Jian Dejiang" - [Tang Dynasty] Meng Haoran 5. The cicadas are mournful, it is late in the pavilion, and the showers have begun to stop.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent. Where there is nostalgia, the orchid boat urges you to go. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked.
Thousands of miles away, the mist is thick and the sky is vast. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by farewell, and even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? Source: "Yulin Ling" - [Song Dynasty] Liu Yong. 3. What are the ancient poems for participating in calligraphy competitions?
1. "The River is Red" Yue Fei was so angry that he leaned on the railing while the rain stopped.
Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.
Don’t wait and see when your young head turns gray and you are filled with sorrow. The shame of Jingkang is still not over.
When will the hatred of the ministers be destroyed? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain.
Zhuangzhi eats the meat of Huns when he is hungry, and drinks the blood of Huns when he is thirsty. Waiting to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky.
2. "Rain Linglin" Liu Yonghan's cicadas are mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion at night, and the shower has begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, where the nostalgia is, the orchid boat urges you to go.
Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. The thought goes away, thousands of miles of smoke waves, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast.
Passionate sentiments have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out of the Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon wanes. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them to? 3. "Qinyuan Spring·Snow" by Mao Zedong The scenery of the northern country is covered with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness; the river up and down suddenly stops flowing.
The silver snake dances in the mountains, and the original wax figure wants to compete with God. On a sunny day, it is particularly charming to see the red clothes and plain clothes.
The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to bow down. I regret that Emperor Qin and Han Wu were slightly less talented in literature; Emperor Zong of Tang and Song Dynasty were slightly less elegant.
Genghis Khan, a genius of his generation, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at eagles. It's all gone, let's count the famous people, but let's look at the present.
4. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" When will the bright moon appear by Su Shi? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.
I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the human world.
Turning to the Zhu Pavilion, the Qihu is low, and the light is sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. 5. "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" Zhang Ruoxu The spring river tide is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides.
The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The river flows around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes; frost flies in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible. The river and the sky were completely dustless, and there was only a solitary moon in the bright sky.
Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year. I don’t know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.
The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the Qingfeng Pu is full of sorrow. Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror.
The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back after being beaten on the anvil of clothing. At this time, we look at each other but don't hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive into the water. Last night, I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless.
I don’t know how many people will return home by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love. 4. The poems used in formal calligraphy competitions must be positive and uplifting, and must be the entire poem with the best content
Preface to Tengwang Pavilion by Wang Bo, the old county of Yuzhang, and the new mansion of Hongdu.
The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. It embraces the three rivers and leads to the five lakes, controls the wild thorns and leads Ouyue.
The mist in Xiongzhou is full of stars.
The Taihuang is at the intersection of Yi and Xia, and the guests and hosts enjoy the beauty of the southeast. The commander-in-chief, Yan Gong, looks forward to his elegant appearance, and his halberd is coming from afar; Yu Wen, the fan of Xinzhou, is temporarily stationed with a curtain.
During the ten-day vacation, there are many successful friends; thousands of miles away, I am welcomed by many distinguished friends. The soaring dragon and the phoenix are the Ci sect of Scholar Meng; the purple lightning and green frost are the arsenal of General Wang.
The master of the family is the butler, and the road is well-known; how can a boy know that he will win every time he bows down? The time is September, and the order belongs to the third autumn.
When the water is exhausted, the cold pond is clear, and the smoke condenses and the mountains are purple at dusk. I'm on the road, looking at the scenery in Chong'a.
Visiting the emperor's son's Changzhou, he found the immortal's old pavilion. The mountains are towering with greenery, and the sky rises above them; the flying pavilions flow with elixirs, and there is no ground below.
Heting and Fuzhu are the lingering memories of poor islands; Guidianlan Palace is the shape of hills and mountains. Covered with embroidered gates, looking down at the carved beasts, the plains of the mountains are vast, and the plains of the mountains are vast, and the rivers and lakes are so vast that they are horrified.
The clouds are gone and the rain is clear, and the color is bright.
The setting clouds and the solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. The fishing boat sings late, and the sound is heard on the shore of Pengli. The wild geese are frightened by the cold, and the sound is broken by the Hengyang Pu.
The distance is smooth, and the joy is flying. The cool breeze blows and the cool breeze blows, the slender song condenses and the white clouds stop.
The green bamboos in Suiyuan are like a bottle in Pengze; the Zhuhua in Yeshui is like a brush in Linchuan. Four beauties, two are difficult to combine.
I am poor in looking at the sky, and I am extremely entertained in my spare time. The sky and the earth are vastly different, and I feel the infinity of the universe. When joy and sorrow come, I realize that there are countless ups and downs.
I hope Chang'an will be in peace under the sun, and Wu will be in the clouds. The terrain is extreme but the southern sky is deep, the sky pillar is high and the northern star is far away.
It is difficult to cross the mountains, and those who have lost their way are sad; meeting by chance is like a guest from a foreign land. When Emperor Huai disappeared, how old was the Xuan Dynasty? Alas! The fortunes are bad and the fate is misfortune.
Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang is difficult to seal. Qu Jiayi in Changsha is not without a holy master; when Liang Hong travels to Haiqu, is there no lack of bright time? I rely on a gentleman to see an opportunity and an expert to know his destiny.
It’s better to grow old and grow stronger than to have a gray-headed heart? Be poor and strong, and never fall into the clouds. Drinking from the greedy spring makes you feel refreshed, and you still feel happy when you are in a dry road.
Although Beihai has credit, it can be picked up if it soars; the east corner is gone, but it is not too late to mulberry trees. Meng Chang was noble and noble, and he spared no time to serve his country; Ruan Ji was rampant, how could he cry at the end of the road! Bo, three feet of micro life, a scholar.
If you have no way to ask for a tassel, you will wait for the weak crown of the final army; if you have a heart, you will cast a pen, and you will admire the long wind of Zongqi. He gave up his hairpin and wat for hundreds of years, and carried it to him at dawn and dusk for thousands of miles.
It is not the treasure tree of the Xie family, but the neighbor of the Meng family. He is getting closer to the court day by day, wishing to accompany the carp; now I am holding my arm in my hand, and I am happy to support the dragon gate.
When Yang Yi doesn’t meet, he touches Ling Yun and feels sorry for himself; when Zhong Qi meets him, why should he be ashamed to play Liu Shui? Woohoo! The resort does not last forever, and the grand feast is hard to come back; the Orchid Pavilion is gone, and the ruins of Zizeqiu are gone. The parting words are due to the kindness of Wei Xie; the climb to a high place to compose a poem is the wish of the public.
Dare to express your contempt, respectfully and briefly quote; every word is full of poems, and all four rhymes are completed. Please sprinkle the Pan River, and let everyone pour the land, sea and clouds.
Poem of Prince Teng’s Pavilion The high pavilion of Prince Teng is located near the river in Zhujiang River, and he sings and dances while wearing a jade-colored mingluan. The painted building is flying toward Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain rolls into the west mountain rain at dusk.
The shadows in the leisurely cloud pool are long, and things have changed and the stars have moved several autumns. Where is the emperor's son in the pavilion now? Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows freely.
If the above is too long - Song of Everlasting Regret by Bai Juyi The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, and he could not get it from Yu Yu for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her.
It’s hard to give up on natural beauty, and once you choose it, you will be on the side of the king. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color.
In the cold spring, bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away the fat. The waiter helped her weakly, and it was the beginning of her new grace.
The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early.
There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and he spends all his time traveling from spring to night. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love her.
The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is drunk and spring after the banquet. Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, poor and glorious.
This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but as girls. The blue clouds are rising from the heights of Li Palace, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere.
Slow singing, dancing and dancing on silk and bamboo, the emperor could not see enough. Yuyang's flying dragon stirs the earth, shocking the colorful clothes and feathers.
Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses rode southwestward. The green flowers swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital.
The Sixth Army had no choice but to turn around and die in front of the horse. There is no one to collect the flowers and leaves on the ground, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads.
The king hid his face and could not be saved. Looking back, blood and tears flowed. The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion.
There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dull and the sun is thin. The water of the Shu River is green, the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night.
Seeing the moon in the palace makes me sad, and hearing the sound of heartbroken bells in the rain at night. The sky spins and the earth turns back to Long Yu. He hesitates and cannot go.
In the soil at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yu Yan died. The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes on, and looked eastward at the capital gate to return on horseback.
After returning, the ponds and gardens are all the same, with Taiye hibiscus and willows still growing. Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this?
The peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the sycamore leaves fall in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away.
The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old. In the evening hall, fireflies fly and think quietly, and the solitary lamp is exhausted before they fall asleep.
The long night begins with bells and drums, and the stars are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and heavy, and the emerald quilt is cold.
After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep. Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can reach the soul with their sincerity.
In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently. Empty and control the energy, it rushes like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth to seek everywhere.
The blue sky above and the yellow spring below are nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea. The mountain was in the ethereal place.
The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies. One of them has a character called Tai Zhen, and his skin and appearance are all mixed.
Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the Golden Palace, and if you turn to Xiaoyu, you will be rewarded with double success. Hearing that the Emperor of the Han Dynasty envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent is frightened.
Wandering around while holding clothes and pushing pillows, the silver screen of beads and foil spreads out.
The hair on the temples is half fresh and sleeping, and the flower crown is not neat when I come out of the hall.
The wind blows and the fairy mantle is fluttering, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring.
Looking at the king with affection, his voice and appearance are blurry. Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon grow long in Penglai Palace.
Turning back and looking down at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, dust and mist are visible. But the old things show deep affection, and the rhinestone alloy hairpin is sent to the future.
Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces. But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth.
I sent my farewell message again with sincerity, in which I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night.
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on the earth, I wish to be a twig. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.
If it’s still too long——The Road to Shu is Difficult Li Bai Geez! How dangerous it is! The road to Shu is as difficult as climbing to the sky. Silkworms and yufu, how confused the founding of the country is! You are forty-eight thousand years old, and you are not in the vicinity of Qin Sai.
There is a bird path in Taibai, Xidang, which can cross the top of Emei. The earth collapsed, the mountains destroyed the strong men, and they died. 5. I will participate in a calligraphy competition in the near future, so I am looking for a few heroic verses, preferably to express heroic
Not afraid of the clouds covering my eyes, I am at the highest level.
There will be times when the wind blows and the waves break, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea.
Can draw an eagle bow like a full moon and look northwest to shoot a wolf
Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history
To solve the affairs of the king and the world, to win Names during and after death.
We are all filled with joy and hope, and we want to go up to the blue sky and see the bright moon.
Be worried about the world’s worries first, and be happy after the world’s happiness.
The old man is still ambitious, but his ambition is to reach a thousand miles; the martyr is still ambitious in his old age.
The old man is brave and has ambitions for thousands of miles (Cao Cao of Wei Dynasty, "The Turtle is Longevity")
There will be times when the wind breaks through the waves, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea. ("Difficulty in Traveling" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
When you reach the top of the meeting, you can see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance. ("Wang Yue" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty)
Why don't men take Wu hooks and collect the fifty states in Guanshan? ("South Garden" by Li He of the Tang Dynasty)
Don't be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, just because you are at the top. ("Climbing Feilai Peak" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty)
I hope that all living beings will be well fed and will not hesitate to suffer from illness. ("Sick Cow" by Li Gang of the Song Dynasty)
I hope that all people will be fed and warm, and they will go out of the mountains and forests without any trouble. (Yu Qian of the Ming Dynasty, "Ode to Coal")
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ("Miscellaneous Poems of Ji Hai" by Gong Zizhen of the Qing Dynasty)
If you seek to benefit the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings? (Lin Zexu of the Qing Dynasty, "Go to the garrison and tell family members at the entrance")
If you are passionate and diligent in cherishing it, it will still turn into blue waves if you let it go. (Modern Qiu Jin's "Dairing of Wine")