Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi
When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue 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'm afraid it's too 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 beauty is low, and the light is sleepless. There should be no hatred, why will things last forever when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.
Broken Array by Xin Qiji
While drunk, I lit up the lamp to read the sword, and dreamed of blowing the trumpet company camp. Eight hundred miles away, the people under his command are burning, and the sound of fifty strings turning over the Great Wall. Autumn brings troops to the battlefield. The horse moves very fast, and the bow is as frightening as a thunderbolt. Finish the affairs of the king and the world, and win the reputation during and after death. Misfortune happened in vain!
Crossing the Lingding Ocean Wen Tianxiang
Once the hardships have passed, only a few stars have fallen out of the fight.
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs, and the rain and the rain are scattered.
Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.
No one has ever died since ancient times, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.
The sky is pure and sandy? Qiu Si Ma Zhiyuan
Withered vines and old trees, crows dim, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Sheep on the hillside? Tong cares about the ancient times Zhang Yanghao
The peaks and mountains are like gatherings, the waves are like angry, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside. Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitated. It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt. When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer.
Ji Hai’s Miscellaneous Poems by Gong Zizhen
The anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is sad that thousands of horses are silent.
I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.
Mo Shang Sang Cao Cao
The sun rises in the southeast corner and shines on my Qin Family Tower. The Qin family had a good daughter who named herself Luofu. Luofu likes sericulture, and he picks mulberries in the south corner of the city. The green silk is the cage tie, and the cinnamon twig is the cage hook. The Japanese is wearing a bun on his head, and there are bright moon beads in his ears.
Xiangqi is the lower skirt, and Ziqi is the upper skirt. When the traveler sees Luo Fu, he lowers his shoulder to smooth his mustache. When the young man saw Luofu, he took off his hat and bowed his head. He who plows forgets his plow, and he who hoe forgets his hoe. I came back angry and resentful, but I sat back and watched Luofu.
The envoy came from the south, and the five horses stood hesitant. The king sent his officials to ask, "Whose sister is it?" "The Qin family has a good daughter, and she names herself Luofu." "How old is Luofu?" "Twenty is not enough, fifteen is not enough." "There is more than enough." "Why don't you thank Luo Fu?" Wife, Luofu has a husband."
"There are more than a thousand horses in the east, and the husband is at the top. Why do you know the husband? A golden horse head, a deer and a sword in his waist, worth more than ten million. The hairdressers are quite bearded and graceful
Thousands of people are sitting in the palace, and they all say that the husband and son-in-law are special.
The turtle will live longer than Cao Cao. p>Although the tortoise has a long life, it still has its time.
The snake rides on the mist, but it will eventually become ashes.
The old man is a martyr. In old age, one's ambition is endless.
The period of growth and contraction is not only in the sky;
The blessing of nourishment can lead to eternal life.
Fortunately! Yongzhi.
Return to the garden and live in Tao Yuanming
Grow beans and seedlings are abundant in the grass at the foot of the southern mountain
Go home in the morning to clean up the wasteland and hoe the moon.
The grass and trees in the road are long and the dew touches my clothes
My clothes are stained but I don’t regret them, but my wishes are true
Mulan’s Ci Folk Songs of the Northern Dynasties
Chirp repeats chirp , Mulan is weaving at home.
I don’t hear the sound of the machine, but I hear the woman sighing.
Ask her what she is thinking about, and what she is remembering.
There is nothing to think about, and the woman has nothing to remember.
I saw the military post last night, and the Khan ordered the troops.
The military book has twelve volumes, each with my name on it.
My father has no eldest son, and Mulan has no eldest brother.
I am willing to saddle the horse for the city, and from now on I will fight for my father.
Buy horses in the east market, buy saddles and shackles in the west market,
Buy bridles in the south market, and buy whips in the north market.
I bid farewell to my parents at dawn and stayed by the Yellow River in the evening.
I don’t hear the mother-in-law calling the girl, but I can hear the sound of the Yellow River water splashing.
I left the Yellow River at dawn and arrived at the top of Black Mountain at dusk.
I don’t hear my mother-in-law’s voice calling her, but I hear the chirping voice of the horseman from Yanshan.
Thousands of miles away to join the army, it is like flying through the mountains.
The new energy spreads to the golden watch, and the cold light shines on the iron clothes.
A general will die in a hundred battles, and a strong man will return in ten years.
Return to see the emperor, who is sitting in the bright hall.
Twelve rounds of Ce Xun will reward hundreds of strong men.
The Khan asked what he wanted, but Mulan didn't need a minister.
I was willing to travel thousands of miles to send my son back to his hometown.
When the mother-in-law heard that her daughter was coming, she came out to help the general.
When my sister heard that my sister was coming, she took care of her makeup.
When the younger brother heard that his sister was coming, he was sharpening his knife against the pigs and sheep.
Open the door of my east pavilion and sit on my bed in the west pavilion.
Take off my war robe and put on my old clothes.
Take care of your hair at the window and apply yellow flowers to the mirror.
When I went out to see my friends, they were all frightened and busy.
We have been together for twelve years, but we didn’t know Mulan was a girl.
The male rabbit’s feet are twitchy, and the female rabbit’s eyes are blurred.
Two rabbits are walking next to each other, and they can tell whether I am male or female.
Looking at Dongting Lake as a gift to Prime Minister Zhang
The level of the lake in August is too clear. The steam is rising over the Yunmengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City.
If you want to save money without a boat, you will live in shameful sage. Sitting and watching the fishermen only envy the fish.
Crossing the Jingmen Gate to say goodbye to Li Bai
Crossing the distance outside the Jingmen Gate to travel from the Kingdom of Chu. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.
In the flying sky realm under the moon, the clouds are forming sea towers. Still feeling pity for the water in my hometown, I send my boat sailing thousands of miles away.
Farewell to School Secretary Shu Yun Li Bai at Xie Tiao Tower in Xuanzhou
Those who abandoned me yesterday cannot stay,
Those who mess up my heart will be many today Worry.
The long wind sends the autumn geese flying thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building.
The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair.
We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go up to the sky to embrace the bright moon.
Cut the knife to cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise the cup to eliminate the sorrow and make it more sorrowful.
If life is not satisfactory in this world, the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.
Yellow Crane Tower Cui Hao
People in the past have taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.
The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds have been empty for thousands of years.
Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriantly green on Parrot Island.
Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple, Wang Jian
Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees.
The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. Everything is silent except for the sound of bells and chimes.
Moved to the left to Languan to show his nephew Xiang Han Yu
A letter was sent to Jiuchongtian in the morning, and he was demoted to eight thousand people on Chaozhou Road in the evening.
If you want to eliminate evil things for the saint, you are willing to cherish your old age!
Where is the Yun Hengzuoling family? The snow embraces the blue and the horse stops moving forward.
I know that you have come from afar with purpose, so that you can take me back to the river bank.
Autumn Poetry Liu Yuxi
Since ancient times, autumn has been a sad and lonely time.
I say that autumn is better than spring tide.
A crane flies above the clouds in a clear sky,
It brings poetry to the blue sky.
Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Wen Tingyun
After washing up, I leaned alone on the Wangjiang Tower: all the thousands of sails were gone, the slanting light and the flowing water were long, and the heartbroken Bai Pingzhou.
Huanxi Sha Yan Shu
There are swallows passing through the double curtains of the small pavilion, and the late red flowers fall on the courtyard sand. The dry shadow of the curved railing enters the cool waves.
For a moment, the wind was blowing, and the green curtain was covered with raindrops. When one wakes up from drinking, he will become more sad.
Drunken Flower Yin Li Qingzhao
The mist is thick and the clouds are dark, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain disappears the golden beast.
It’s the Double Ninth Festival and the Double Ninth Festival. Jade pillows and gauze kitchens make it cool in the middle of the night.
After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves.
There is no way to lose one's soul, the west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Farewell to the Clouds, Xia Wanchun
I have been a tourist for three years, and today I am in Nanguan again.
Infinite mountains and rivers tears, who said the world is broad!
It is known that the road to the spring is close, and it is difficult to leave my hometown.
On the day when Yipo returns, the spiritual flag can be seen in the sky.
On Poetry Zhao Yi
The eyes are full of vitality and transformation, and the craftsmen of heaven strive for innovation every day.
A new idea was anticipated for five hundred years, but it will become obsolete after a thousand years.
Li Du’s poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, but they are no longer new.
Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.
One eye must rely on one's own opinions, and the art garden is filled with origen.
I have never seen dwarves watching a play. They just follow people's opinions.
It is difficult to learn language when you are young, and it is only half-completed.
When you are old, you will realize that it is not possible to achieve it by force. One-third of the personnel and seven-thirds of the heaven.
Poetry is not empty for poor people, because poetry has not yet been completed.
Xiong Yu laughs at himself for being greedy. He wants to work in poetry but is afraid of poverty.
The Biography of Mr. Wuliu Tao Yuanming
Sir, I don’t know who he is, and I don’t know his surname. There is a Wuliu tree next to the house, so I thought it was called Yan. Be quiet
Speak less and do not seek glory and profit. If you like reading, you don't ask for a deep understanding; whenever you get an idea, you happily forget to eat. He is addicted to alcohol by nature and his family is poor.
He cannot get it often. Someone who is familiar with him knows that he is like this, or he may be exposed to alcohol and attract it. If you drink too much, you will be drunk soon. After getting drunk, he retreated.
He once left and stayed without any hesitation. The ring is blocked by the wind and the sun, and the wind and the sun are not blocked; the short brown knot is worn, and the quilt and ladle are often empty, Yan Ruye! He often writes articles to amuse himself and express his ambition. Forget about gains and losses, and end up doing this.
Praise: "The wife of Guizhou Lou once said: 'Don't worry about poverty and lowliness, don't be obsessed with wealth.' Her words are like a human being
Is this a concubine? Titled Shang Fu Poetry, to enjoy his ambitions, who is not a member of the Huai family? A member of the Getian family?"
The gentleman does not know who he is, nor his surname. There are five willow trees beside the house, because they are called "Yan". Be quiet and talk little, and don't seek glory and profit. If you like reading, you don't ask for a deep understanding; whenever you get an idea, you happily forget to eat. He is addicted to alcohol and cannot get it often if his family is poor. I know this from someone who is familiar with me, or I might drink wine and invite him. If you drink all the time, you will be drunk; if you are drunk and retreat, you will not leave or stay. The ring is blocked, it is desolate, it does not block the wind and the sun, it is short and brown, and it is knotted. The basket and ladle are often empty, and they are like Yan. He often writes articles to amuse himself and express his ambitions. Forget about gains and losses, and end up doing this.
1. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn""
2. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass will repay three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
3. Red beans grow in the southern country, and spring comes How many branches should I send? (Wang Wei: "Acacia")
4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
5. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. (Bai Juyi: (Fu De Gu Yuan Cao bids farewell))
6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")
7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope})
8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai))
9. I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to Willows")
10. Spring scenery The garden can't be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall (Ye Shaoweng: "It's not worth visiting the garden")
Summer in Poems
1. I can't bear the heat, but I cherish the summer. (Bai Juyi: "Guan Mao")
2. Living deep in Foujia City, spring is gone and summer is still clear. (Li Shangyin: (Wan Qing))
3. The first summer is still peaceful, and the fragrant grass has not stopped.
(Xie Lingyun: (Traveling to Chishi and Sailing on the Sea))
4. The bitter nights are short in midsummer, so open the pavilion to enjoy the slight coolness. (Du Fu: "Sigh on a Summer Night")
5. Farmer Fang Xiayun, sit still and I dare to eat. (Dai Fuxu: "Great Heat")
6. Everyone suffers from the heat, but I love the long summer. (Li Ang: "Summer Couplet")
7. The remaining clouds bring the summer heat away, and the new rain brings the mist of autumn. (Cen Shen: "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin to Return to the County")
8. It rains continuously and the summer is gone. Deep. (Fan Chengda: "Xiqing")
9. The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the Changxia River Village is quiet. (Du Fu: "Jiangcun")
10. There is no need to regret when the fragrance is gone, the summer trees are in good condition. (Qin Guan: "Odd Titles on the Dark Sun in March")
Poetry of the Mid-Autumn Festival
1. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rising. (Cao Cao: "Guan Cang Hai")
2. Three autumn leaves can bloom in February (Li Qiao: "Wind")
3. , Harvest thousands of seeds in autumn (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")
4. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the leaves of the yellow flowers will decline ("Han Yuefu? Changge Xing")
5. The window contains Qianqiu snow, and the door is docked with a boat thousands of miles away from Dongwu. (Du Fu: "Quequa")
6. The lake is in perfect harmony with the moon, and there is no windshield on the lake surface. (Liu Yuxi: "Looking at the Dongting")
7. Since ancient times, autumn has been sad and lonely, and I say that autumn is better than spring (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Poems")
8. , The small fan flutters against the fireflies (Du Mu: "Autumn Evening")
9. When are the spring flowers and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past (Li Yu: "Yu Meiren")
10. I want to stop talking, but it’s cool in autumn (Xin Qiji: "Chou Nuer? Shubo Mountain Road")
Winter in Poems
1. This winter, there will be no death in Guanxi (Du Fu: "The Troops and Chariots")'
2. The moon is bright in autumn, and the pine trees are beautiful in the winter (Tao Yuanming: "Four Seasons")
3. The southern neighbor is more worthy of mention, and the winter has not yet been redeemed (Lu You: "The storm is coming on October 28th")
4. The winter is coming to an end, and the day is getting brighter. (Dong Sigong: "Shou Sui")
5. The music blows in the autumn wind, and the wine flies in the winter snow (Wang Wei: "Four Qi Poems")
6. The flowers are gone (Chen Yi: "Plum Blossoms")
7. I don't know if the water blooms first, but it is suspected that they have not been sold out after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum Blossoms")
8. Children are busy studying in the winter, and the foolish scholar is Zizhen. (Lu You: "Residence in the Suburbs in Autumn")
9. During the winter solstice in Handan, there are shadows in front of the lamp. (Bai Juyi: "Winter Solstice Night")
10. The weather, people, and sun are urging each other, and the winter solstice brings spring again (Du Fu: "Xiao Zhi")
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1. Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Snow")
2. As the day fades behind the mountains, the Yellow River flows into the sea. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower")
3. You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains. (Du Fu: "Wang Yue")
4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people's voices can be heard. (Wang Wei: "Lu Chai")
6. The bright moon rises above the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. (Li Bai: "Guan Shanyue})
7. I never get tired of seeing each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
8. At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
9. The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Man? Book Jiangxi Ostomy Wall"))
10. I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain. (Su Shi: "Inscription on the Wall of the Western Forest")
Water in the poem
1. The so-called beauty is on the water side. ("The Book of Songs? Jianjia")
2. Where is the water? The mountains and islands are standing tall.
(Cao Cao: lt; Guan Canghai")
3. White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves. (King Luo Bin: "Ode to the Goose")
4. The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward to this point. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain"))
5. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way, and the willows and flowers are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village")
6. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me. (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
7. The willows are green and the river is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Ci")
8. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering Jiangnan")
9. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, which is clear and soft. (Yang Wanli: "Little Pond")
10. There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. (Su Shi: "Ti Hui Chong {Evening Scene on the Spring River)")
Poetry in Japan
1. The sun rises in the southeast corner and shines on my Qin's Tower. ("Han Yuefu? Mo Shang Sang")
2. The sun is closing behind the mountains, and the Yellow River is flowing with people. (Wang Zhihuan: "Climbing the Stork Tower")
3. The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. (Du Fu: "Quequatrains")
4. At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white houses are poor. (Liu Changqing: "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow"))
5. The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the sun is setting over the long river. (Wang Wei: "Envoy to the Fortress")
6. Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. (Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple))
7. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: "Remembering Jiangnan")
8. Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches. (Wang Anshi: "Yuan Ri")
9. The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red. (Yang Wanli: (Sent off to Lin Zifang at dawn from Jingci Temple))
10. The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the sun is approaching. (Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
The Moon in the Poem
1. The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Looking up at the bright moon, looking down at my hometown (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thoughts")
2. The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to the people. (Meng Haoran: "Su Jiande River")
3. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring and rocks flow up. "Autumn Peace")
4. The black geese are flying high in the sky, and Shan Yu is fleeing in the night (Lu Lun: "Song of the Sea")
5. Raising a glass to invite the bright moon. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone under the Moon")
6. When I don't know the moon, I call it a white jade plate. (Li Bai: "Gu Lang Yue Xing")
7. People in the deep forest do not know that the bright moon shines upon them (Wang Wei: "Zhuli Pavilion")
8. When the moon rises, the birds sing in the spring stream. )
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes (Su Shi: "When will the bright moon come out?")
10. , The people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Fortress")
Poetry
1. The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
p>2. The wind is blowing, and the general is hunting in Weicheng.
3. The grass in the forest is shaking, and the general is drawing his bow at night. "Song of the Past")
4. The wild fire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows again (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass")
5. The firewood door heard the barking of dogs, and the wind blew again. Returning home on a snowy night (Liu Changqing: "The Master of Furong Mountain in the Snow")
6. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening everything silently (Du Fu: "Spring Night Joyful Rain")
7. The city is auxiliary to the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look forward to Wujin (Wang Bo: "Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou")
8. I want to take advantage of the wind to return, but I am afraid of the beautiful buildings. (Su Shi: "Shui Tiao Ge Tou? When will the bright moon come")
9. It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
(Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
10. The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low. ("Chile Song")
Flowers in Poems
1. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, chrysanthemums will come. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Friend's Village")
2. A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. (Li Bai: "Drinking Alone Under the Moon")
3. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
4. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
6. The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is surrounded by flowers and trees. (Chang Jian: "Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple")
7. Huang Si's family's house is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging down the branches. (Du Fu: "Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers")
8. Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the familiar swallow returns. (Yan Shu: lt; Huanxisha")
9. In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms flow into the flowing water, where mandarin fish and mandarin fish are fat. (Zhang Zhihe: "Yu Gezi")
10. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")
Rain in the poem
1. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather comes late in autumn. (Wang Wei: "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn")
3. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
4. There is no rain on the mountain road, the sky is green and people's clothes are wet, (Wang Wei: "In the Mountain")
5. Green bamboo hat, green coir raincoat, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. (Zhang Zhihe: (Yugezi))
6. Late at night, I lie down listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into my dream. (Lu You: "It was stormy on November 4th))
7. It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. (Du Mu: (Qingming Festival))
8. It’s cold and rainy night in Wu, and I see off my guest Chu Shangu at dawn. (Wang Changling: (Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower))
9 ．Weicheng is covered with light dust in the morning rain, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Sending Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")
10. The water is shining brightly, and the mountains are empty and covered with rain. (Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake after the Clear Rain")
Snow in Poems
1. The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are anxious, and the snow is so light that the horse's hooves are light. )
2. When I want to drive away the light cavalry, the heavy snow fills my bow and knife. (Lu Lun: "Song of the Sea")
3. I know it is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance coming. (Wang Anshi: "Plum Blossom")
4. A man in a boat fishing alone in the cold snow (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
5. Chaimen heard the barking of dogs and the wind and snow. Returning home at night (Liu Changqing: "The Master Stays at Furong Mountain in the Snow")
6. Qinghai is covered with long clouds and dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city looks out over Yumen Pass. (Wang Changling: "Four of Seven Songs on Marching into the Army")
7. If you want to cross the Yellow River, which is blocked by ice, you will have to climb the snow-covered mountains of Taihang. (Li Bai: "Traveling is Difficult")
8. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows the geese and snow. (Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da")
9. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu. (Du Fu: "Quequatrains")
10. The north wind blows and the white grass breaks on the ground, and the sky is full of snow in August. (Cen Shen: (Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital))
Cross in Poems
1. The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low. ("Chile Song")
2. The grass on the original plain grows brighter and wither every year. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Fu De Gu Yuancao")
3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
4. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
5. The dark grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lu Lun: "The Next Song")
6. At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
7. The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.
(Tao Yuanming: (return to the garden to live))
8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu: (Chuzhou West Stream)
9. The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only the shallow grass has no horse hooves. (Bai Juyi: (Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake))
10. Day The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but there is no grass. (Han Yu: "Two poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring")
Willows in Poems
1. There is nothing in the spring city. There are no flowers flying everywhere, and the east wind keeps the willows from falling. (Han Xiong's "Han Shi")
2. The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, but the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village")
3. The apricot blossoms are raining on your clothes, and the willow wind is not cold on your face (Zhinan: "Queju")
4. The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and green. (Wang Wei (sends off the second envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi))
5. Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. (Du Fu: (quatrain))
6. Why is the Qiang flute necessary? Blame the willows, the spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass (Wang Zhihuan: lt; Liangzhou Ci))
7. The willows are green and the river is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: (Bamboo Branch Poems))
8. Red crisp hands, yellow Teng wine, the city is full of spring scenery and willows on the palace walls. (Lu You: "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix")
9. The most It's a wonderful spring, and the willows are all over the capital. (Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring")
10. No one can feel the love of hometown when hearing the broken willows in this nocturne. Li Bai: "Listening to the Flute in Luocheng on a Spring Night")
Tree in the Poetry
1. There are many trees and lush grass (Cao Cao: "Viewing the Sea")
2. Green trees surround the village, and green mountains slant outside. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Man's Village")
3. Birds stay in the trees beside the pond, and the monk knocks on the door. "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
4. The jasper is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. Thousands of pear trees are blooming (Cen Shen: (Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital))
6. There are trees in Qingchuan and luxuriant grass in Parrot Island. (Cui Hao: "Yellow Crane Tower" )
7. Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of spring trees grew in front of the diseased trees (Liu Yuxi: "Gift to Lotte at the First Banquet in Yangzhou")
8. The spring is silent. Cherish the trickling water, love the clear and soft water under the shade of the trees (Yang Wanli: "Little Pond")
9. The dead vines and old trees are full of crows, the small bridges and flowing water are full of people, and the old road is filled with thin horses in the west wind. "Shaqiu Thoughts")
10. 'Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed up to the tall building alone, looking across the road to the end of the world (Yan Shu: "Butterflies in Love with Flowers")
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1. When the moon rises, the birds sing in the spring stream (Wang Wei: "Birds in the Stream")
2. Birds fly away from thousands of mountains, and all traces of people disappear. . (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
3. The flowers splash with tears, and the other birds are frightened. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
4. Spring sleep. At dawn, you can hear birds chirping everywhere (Yu Haoran: lt; Spring Dawn)
5. There are clouds in the chest, and birds are returning to the canthus (Du Fu: "Wang Yue")
6. The mountain atmosphere is good day and night, and the birds are returning to each other. (Tao Yuanming: (Drinking))
7. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the nature of the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. (Chang Jian: (Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple)) )
8. All the birds are flying high, and the solitary cloud is wandering alone (Li Bai: "Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain")
9. The bird is sitting on the tree by the pond, and the monk is knocking. The moon falls at the gate. (Jia Dao: "Inscribed on Li Ning's Residence")
10. The cicada forest is more quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded (Wang Ji: "Entering Ruoye River")
Poetry in the River
1. Guan Guanju, in the river island ("Book of Songs? Guanju")
2. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. Deep. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
3. The desert is solitary and the sun is setting over the long river. (Wang Wei: "The Envoy to the Fortress")
4. At the end of the mountain, the Yellow River flows into the sea.
(Wang Zhihuan: (Climb the Stork Tower))
5. Say goodbye to the Yellow River at dawn and stay at the top of the Black Mountain at dusk. ((Mulan Ci))
6. Who can tell the endless tears of mountains and rivers? The sky and the earth are wide. (Xia Wanchun: "Farewell to the Clouds")
7. The water flows down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way falls into the sky. (Li Bai: "Wanglu Mountain Waterfall")
8. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are blooming, which is when pufferfish are about to come up. (Su Shi: "Late Scene on the Spring River in Hui Chong") 9. Far above the Yellow River, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain ( Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci")
10. Thirty thousand miles east of the river, there is a sea of ??people, and five thousand mountains are on the sky. p>
Poetry on the River
1. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the river (Li Qingzhao: "Summer Quatrains")
2. A man in a boat fishing alone. Cold snow on the river (Liu Zongyuan: "Snow on the River")
3. The wild paths are dark with clouds, and the boats on the river are only brightly lit (Du Fu: "Spring Night Happy Rain")
4. ．Jiangnan is a beautiful place, the scenery is familiar to me before.
The river is as red as the sunrise, and the water is as green as the spring. (Bai Juyi: "Reminiscences of Jiangnan")
3. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo. Two branches, the duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river (Su Shi: "Ti Hui Chonglt; Late Scene of the Spring River")
6. The White Emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. (Li Bai: "Early Departure from Baidi City")
7. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky. (Li Bai: "Send Meng Haoran to Guangling")
8. The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is filled with frost. Jiang Feng, fishing fire, is facing melancholy. (Zhang Ji: (Night Mooring at Fengqiao))
9. The cold and rainy night enters Wu, and I see off my guest Chushan Gu in the bright light. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower")
10. It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is the time when the flowers are falling. (Du Fu: "It is the year of Li Gui in the south of the Yangtze River")
The poem says
1; The bright moon rises over the Tianshan Mountains. , among the vast sea of ??clouds (Li Bai: "Moon in Guanshan")
2. All the birds are flying high, and the lonely cloud is alone. (Li Bai: (Sitting Alone on Jingting Mountain))
3. Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are. (Jia Dao: "Those who seek hermitage will not find them))
4. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
5. Under the moon, there is a flying mirror, and the clouds form a sea tower. (Li Bai: "Farewell at Jingmen")
6. Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows the geese and snow. (Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da")
7. The White Emperor's farewell speech is among the colorful clouds. A thousand miles of rivers and mountains are returned in one day. (Li Bai: "Early Departure from Baidi City")
8. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living deep in the white clouds. (Du Mu: "Mountain Journey")
9. Far up the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. (Wang Zhihuan: "Liangzhou Ci")
10. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. (Cen Shen: "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital")
Farewell in the poem
1. I want to say goodbye to you, we are both eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. (Wang Bo: "Sending Du Shaofu to Shuzhou")
2. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love. (Li Bai: "Farewell to a Friend"
3. The spring grass will be green next year, will the king and grandson return? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass")
4. The morning rain in Weicheng is light In the dust, the guest house is green and the willows are new.
I urge you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan Er Envoy to Anxi")
5. It's cold and rainy at night, and I'll see you off in Chu Shangu. (Wang Changling: "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower")
6. Don't worry about having no friends in the world, as no one in the world knows you. Gao Shi: "Farewell to Dong Da")
7. Three thousand feet of peach blossom pond is not as good as Wang Lun's gift to me (Li Bai: "To Wang Lun")
8. The distant shadows are gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen in the sky (Li Bai: "Send Off to Meng Haoran in Guangling")
9. See you off at the east gate of Luntai, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky.
(Cen Shen: "Bai Xuege Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital")
10. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
At the end of the sky, at the corner of the sea, there are only a few close friends. A ladle of turbid wine has exhausted all the remaining joy. Don’t sleep in the cold tonight. (Li Shutong: "Farewell")
Family love in poetry
1. The thread in a loving mother's hand, the clothes on a wanderer's body.
Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
2. The beans are boiling and the beans are burning, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron.
They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into conflict. (Cao Zhi: "Seven Steps Poetry")
3. When the mother-in-law heard that her daughter was coming, she went out to help the general;
The elder sister heard that the younger sister was coming, and she was responsible for the red makeup;
The younger brother heard that the younger sister was coming, sharpening his knife to the pigs and sheep. ("Mulan Ci")
4. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation.
I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.
The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
5. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")
6. The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang city, and the desire to write is full of inspiration.
I’m afraid that I can’t finish the story in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again. (Zhang Ji: "Autumn Thoughts")
7. Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. (Wang Wei: "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th")
8. It's the winter solstice in the Handan Posthouse, and the shadows in front of the knee-hugging lanterns accompany me.
I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people traveling far away. (Bai Juyi: "Handan Homesickness on Winter Solstice Night")
9. The child holds his clothes and asks: Why is it too late to return?
***Who fights for time and wins the hair on the sideburns? (Du Mu: "Going Home")
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.
In front of the beautiful window tomorrow, will the winter plum blossoms bloom yet? (Wang Wei: "Miscellaneous Poems")
2. When the young man left home and his elder brother returned home, his local pronunciation remained unchanged and his hair on his temples faded.
Children who do not recognize each other laugh and ask where the guest is from (He Zhizhang: "Returning to Hometown")
3. The sound of the book outside the ridge is broken, and after winter comes spring again.
I am even more timid when I am close to my hometown and dare not ask anyone. (Song Zhiwen: "Crossing the Han River")
4. Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water.
The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
Hai Ri is born and the night is over, and Jiang Chun people are in the old year.
Where can I find the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang. (Wangwan: "Under Cibeigu Mountain")
5. I am only seven days old and have been away from home for two years.
When a man returns home after the wild geese, his thoughts are in front of the flowers. (Xue Daoheng: "People think about returning home every day")
6. There was bright moonlight in front of the bed, which was probably due to frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. (Li Bai: "Thoughts on a Quiet Night")
7. The sound of someone's jade flute is flying quietly, spreading into the spring breeze and filling Luo City.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, no one can forget the love of his hometown. (Li Bai: "Listening to the Flute in Luo City on a Spring Night")
8. It has been ten years since the guest house was in Bingzhou. When I return home, I remember Xianyang day and night.
I crossed the Sanggan River for no reason, but I thought Bingzhou was my hometown. (Liu Zao: "Lvci Shuofang")
9. The garrison drum interrupts the pedestrian movement, and there is a sound of wild geese in the autumn.
The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death.
The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops did not stop. (Du Fu: "Remembering My Brother on a Moonlit Night")