From the Song Dynasty poet Zhu, "eye-catching, late spring, gentle"
Original poem
Eye-catching, late spring, gentle
Spring is soft, and the flower diameter is fragrant. After the Qingming Festival, I couldn't bear to look back, and the cloud locked Zhu Lou.
Sleeping in the afternoon window is clever, where is the spring sorrow? In the Green Yang Ying, there are red apricots beside the Haitang Pavilion.
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The warm sunshine in spring is like stroking the soft branches of willow trees, and there is a strong fragrance on the garden path. But after Tomb-Sweeping Day, the weather turned cloudy, and the sky above the Red Chamber was overcast, as if to lock it. The past is really unbearable! When I woke up after a nap, I heard the wonderful chirping of Yinger, but it reminded me of my worries about spring. Where is this Yinger? Is it in the shadow of poplar trees, next to the Haitang Pavilion, or above the red apricot?
2, moths, snow willows, gold thread, laughter.
Yuan Xi from the Jade Case by Xin Qiji, a poet in the Song Dynasty.
Original poem
Green Jade Cup: Lantern Festival
One night, the east wind made up thousands of trees and flowers, blowing off the stars and rain. BMW carved cars are full of incense. Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
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Fireworks are like thousands of flowers and trees scattered by the east wind, falling one after another, as if falling in bits and pieces. The luxurious carriage is full of fragrance. The melodious sound of the phoenix flute echoed everywhere, and the moon like a jade pot gradually tilted west. Fish lanterns and dragon lanterns dance, laugh and make noise all night. The beauty wears gorgeous ornaments on her head and walks with the crowd with a smile. Only the smell of clothes is still floating in the dark. I looked for her a thousand times in the crowd and suddenly turned around, but I found her inadvertently in the scattered lights.
3, Dongli wine after dusk, there are dark incense sleeves.
From Li Qingzhao, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Drunken flowers are cloudy, misty clouds are thick, and sorrow is eternal"
Original poem
Drunk shadows, fog, clouds and eternal sadness
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
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The mist is diffuse, the clouds are dense, the days are dull and annoying, and the borneol shines in the golden beast incense burner. It's the Double Ninth Festival again, and I'm lying in a jade pillow bedstead. The chill in the middle of the night has just soaked my whole body. I drank until dusk in Dongli, and the fragrance of Huang Ju overflowed my sleeve. How can you not be sad here and now? When the wind blows, the curtains roll in, and the people in the curtains are thinner than the yellow flowers because of excessive yearning.
4, the thin shadow is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk.
Two Poems "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" by Lin Bu, a poet in the Song Dynasty.
Original poem
Xiaomei's two poems in the mountain garden
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.
Even if you cut it into pieces, it is difficult to draw it thin and thick on the back.
From spring to night, the daytime is thin and the first frost is deep, so you should be afraid of the cold at night.
Immortals only cherish their neighbors, and it is too vulgar to look at them coldly.
Recalling the old road in the south of the Yangtze River, the wine flag flutters obliquely, singing before the saddle and after the horse.
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Hundreds of flowers wither, and the unique plum blossoms proudly bloom against the cold wind. The bright and gorgeous scenery occupies all the scenery in the small garden. Sparse shadows, sideways in shallow water, fragrant in the moonlight at dusk. Cold birds want to fly down, first glance at plum blossoms; When butterflies know the beauty of plum blossoms, they will lose their souls. Fortunately, I can recite in a low voice, get close to plum blossoms, don't have to knock on sandalwood to sing, and insist on drinking and enjoying in the golden cup.
It's really difficult to draw the posture and layout like silk dotted with crisp cheese-like branches. Enjoy the sunset Spring Festival Gala, the film should not be afraid of the cold night in first frost. Qingming only cherishes neighboring monks, and is cold, aloof and disrespectful. Thinking of the old journey in Jiangnan, the fragrant soul falls on the saddle where the wine flag sings.
5, from a distance, it is not snow, because it has a faint fragrance.
Plum Blossom by Wang Anshi, a Poet in Song Dynasty
Original poem
Chinese plum
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
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There are some plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold. I know from a distance that Bai Meihua is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
2. "Fragrant fragrance" is an ancient poem with a variety of customs. The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant. The frost bird steals a look first, and the butterfly dies when it knows it. Fortunately, there is whisperd, so there is no need for sandalwood * * * gold statue. -there is a faint fragrance. -A plum blossom outside the plum blossom window of Wang Anshi, with five cold flowers. Shadows follow the sunrise and incense comes with the wind. I am sad about the bronze hook and the jade mirror platform. There is no news from pedestrians, and Chun hates me several times. -Dimfragrance attracts many bees. -Mengxing Cheng's "Looking at Plums after Rain"-Bamboo House around the forest.
3. Hejingtang, a poetic garden that describes "delicate fragrance" and "faint fragrance", shakes off its luster and occupies all the amorous feelings of the small garden. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro songs to compare, and you don't need to be good at the golden urn.
In the old moonlight, I was photographed several times, playing the flute at the plum blossom. Arouse jade people and climb regardless of the cold. He Xun is old now, and he has forgotten the spring breeze. But the strange flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat. Jiangguo is silent. Sighed away, the snow began to accumulate at night. Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. Chang Ji once joined hands, and thousands of trees overwhelmed the West Lake. Piece by piece, blow it out, when can I see it?
Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers" is foggy, the clouds will be sad forever, the spirits will be refreshed, and the golden beast will disappear. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
Lychee-chanting slices have been painted in Zhongzhou paintings, and the rouge has faded.
The lotus petals fall before the wind, and the peach blossoms are charming after the rain.
The white jade cage reflects the demon color and the skirt is light and fragrant.
Who cleans up the mess of purples, eighteen Fujian mothers crack purple gauze.
Shelley in the past, you will forget those buried in
Sweet and happy moments under the pavilion
Full of cold bodies
Not moss.
But green leaves and flowers
Flowers are lost joy.
Leaves are the sustenance of tomorrow.
Will you forget the past and the dead?
There will be dead people to fight you.
The heart of memory will become a grave.
Regret will slip away from the fog of depression.
Then bleakly whispered:
Once happiness disappears, it will
Painful torture
pass
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Will you forget the happy time?
We buried it in the sweet pavilion of love,
On their cold bodies.
Flowers and leaves, not molds?
The joy of flowers blooming and falling,
Left, hope still exists.
Forget the dead, forget the past? Oh, not yet.
Some ghosts may take revenge for this,
Let the heart be the memory of the grave,
Regret glides through the darkness of the soul,
Tell in a terrible whisper
That kind of happiness, once lost, is pain.
pass
4. What kind of "fragrant" and "delicate" poetic garden Lin Xiaomei Hejingtang Zhong Fang swayed alone, occupying all the amorous feelings in the small garden. The shadow is oblique and the water is shallow, and there is a faint fragrance in the dusk of the month. The frost bird wants to peek first, but the pink butterfly will lose her soul when she knows it. Fortunately, with each other whispering, you don't need to be good at making golden urn. Ginger. Whether you are cold or climbing, He Xun is old now, but he forgets the spring breeze. But it's strange that the flowers outside the bamboo are sparse, and the fragrance is cold and enters the Yao banquet. Jiang Guo was silent. Sighed and sent it away for a long time, and it began to snow at night. Green statue is easy to cry, red calyx is silent and nostalgic. I remember working together and thousands of trees overwhelmed the West Lake. When did I see it again? Li Qingzhao's Drunk has dark fragrance sleeves. Mo Dao is not light, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. The litchi film has been painted in Zhongzhou painting, and the rouge has faded. Ying Ying lotus petals fall before the wind, and peach blossoms bloom after the rain. The white jade cage reflects the demon color and the skirt is light and fragrant. Who will clean up the mess? Shelley, in the past, will you forget those sweet and happy moments buried under the pavilion? It is not moss that fills the cold body, but green leaves and flowers. Leaves are the sustenance of tomorrow. Will you forget the past and the dead? The heart of memory will become a grave. Regret will pass through the melancholy fog, and then whisper sadly: Once happiness disappears, will the painful torture pass?-percy bysshe shelley, will you forget that we are buried in the sweet pavilion of love and piled up cold blood and leaves on their bodies instead of moldy happy times? Flowers are withered joy, and leaves are still hope. Forget the dead, forget the past? Oh, however, a ghost may avenge it. Memory makes the heart a grave. Regret slips through the darkness of the spirit and tells happiness with a terrible whistle. Once lost, it is painful.
5. I want to ask the origin of the word "Dimfragrance", which seems to come from a poem. Help me find Xiaomei pine cloth in Dark Mountain Garden (2005-09- 13 02:50:05).
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk." Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms.
Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars. Analysis of Qiantang artificial forest cloth (967— 1028).
Poets in Northern Song Dynasty. Poets grow plums and raise cranes and indulge in them. They never marry, so they are called "Mei Wife Crane".
It was his special affection for plum blossoms that made him write this long-standing Yongmei tune. The beauty of this poem lies in its freehand brushwork and vivid expression. Therefore, the style of plum blossom is rendered from all angles with the technique of side contrast. This charm is actually a portrayal of the poet's lonely and noble personality.
As soon as this poem came out, later generations regarded it as Yongmei's swan song. Lin Bu (967- 1028) was born in Huangxian Village, Dali (now Huangxian Village, Qiucun Town, Fenghua City).
When I was young, I was studious and familiar with hundreds of classics and history. The book is lonely and complacent, happy and indifferent, and does not seek glory and profit.
When I grew up, I wandered between Jianghuai and later lived in seclusion in Hangzhou West Lake, and built a house in Gushan. I often travel around the temples in the West Lake by boat and return to monks and poets.
Every time a guest comes, he tells the boy to fly the crane, and Lin Bu comes back by boat when he sees the crane. Good at painting, ICBC grass, thin and vigorous calligraphy.
Poetry is written by myself, with many strange sentences and a clear style. In the poem "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden", the sentence "The shadows are shallow and the moonlight is fragrant" is known as Yongmei's eternal swan song.
Poetry is discarded and never remains. Someone asked, "Why not record it for future generations?" A: "We have lost the trace of forests and valleys, and we don't want to be famous for poetry for the time being. What will happen to future generations? " There are more than 300 poems handed down from generation to generation.
Xue Ying, the governor of Hangzhou at that time, loved his poems and respected him. He often went to Gushan to sing with him. When I heard its name, I gave it to Susie and told the county to keep it.
Although I am grateful, I am not proud of it. Many people advised him to be an official, but he was also politely declined.
I don't marry and have no children, but I like to grow plums and raise cranes, which is called "Plum Wife Crane". As an old man, he built his grave on the edge of the land and wrote a poem: "Green hills in the middle of the lake build houses, and bamboo is sparse in front of the grave."
I am glad that there is no meditation book for Maoling to draft another day. "1028 (Tiansheng six years) died.
His nephews Lin Zhang (Zhao San's doctor) and Lin Bin (at the order of Zhou) went to Hangzhou to perform the funeral. Song Renzong presented "Mr. Jing He".
The author of Lin Hejing's poems.
6. A poem with a delicate fragrance in spring is 1. Nothing can tell the east wind when you are free, and it is always spring when you are colorful.
-"Spring Day" Song: Zhu Translation: Anyone can see the face of spring, and make flowers bloom, colorful, and spring scenery everywhere. 2. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
-"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu translated: At dawn, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene. 3. beginning of spring should be the top one when a hundred herbs compete for Chunhua.
-"Li Chun" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu translated: Spring is in full bloom, and all plants and trees are soldiers, and Li Chunhua is the best. 4. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
-"Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside, Part VI" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu translated: Huang Si's maiden flowers are lush and covered with paths, and thousands of flowers are bent from the ground and low. In April, everything in the world blooms, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom.
-"Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi Translation: In April, the flowers in the world have been exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples in the mountains have just opened.
7. A poem with a delicate fragrance in spring is 1. Nothing can tell the east wind when you are free, and it is always spring when you are colorful. -"Spring Day" Song: Zhu
Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.
2. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
At dawn, the wet soil will be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng will be a colorful scene.
3. beginning of spring should be the top one when a hundred herbs compete for Chunhua. -"Li Chun" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
In spring, flowers and plants flourish, and spring flowers bloom best.
4. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. -"Looking for Flowers by the River Part VI" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground.
In April, everything in the world blooms, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. -"Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
In April, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temple in the mountains have just bloomed.