1. What are the poems describing the harem?
Li Yannian - "There is a Beauty in the North" There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent.
First look at the Qingren city, then look at the Qingren country. I would rather not know a beautiful city or a beautiful country. It is hard to find a beautiful woman! "Gong Ci" by Bai Juyi After all my tears, I couldn't dream of wearing a scarf, and I sang in the front hall late at night.
The beauty is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage till dawn. "Gong Ci" by Gu Kuang In the middle of the day in the jade tower, music and singing began, and the wind sent the concubines laughing and talking.
The shadow of the Moon Palace is open and the night leaks are heard, and the crystal curtain rolls close to the Autumn River. "Gong Ci" Xue Feng is in the twelfth floor of the palace, and he is looking at the king from the Wangxian Tower.
The golden beast with a locked title is cold in a chain, and the copper dragon with dripping water makes the day longer. After combing her bun, she returned to the mirror, and her robe was about to be changed to make it even more fragrant.
Peering into the open curtain of the main hall, palace people in robes and hakama sweep the royal bed. "Gong Ci" Zhu Qingyu closed the courtyard gate while spending time in silence, and the beauties stood side by side in the Qiongxuan.
He wanted to talk about palace affairs with passion, but the parrot in front did not dare to speak. Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty lived three thousand miles away from his homeland and spent twenty years in the palace.
With the sound of "He Manzi", tears fell in front of you. "The Song of Resentment" Ban Jieyu's newly cracked Qi Wansu is as bright as frost and snow.
Cut it into an albizia fan, which looks like a bright moon. Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze.
I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will beat the heat. Abandon the donation box and put it in the basket, and the kindness will end.
Chang Xin’s Autumn Poems Wang Changling Jinjing Wutong’s autumn leaves are yellow, and the bead curtains are not rolled up by the night frost. The jade pillow in the fumigation cage has no color. I lie down and listen to Nangong Qing's long leakage.
Spring Palace Song by Wang Changling Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches on the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. Pingyang's singing and dancing are newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain is bestowed with brocade robes.
Spring Resentment in the West Palace by Wang Changling The night in the West Palace is quiet and the flowers are fragrant, and I want to roll up the bead curtain and feel the spring resentment. The clouds are slanting and the moon is visible in the depths, and the sun is hidden in the hazy color of the trees.
The concubine was given a bad life by Du Shenyan. The long door is covered with green grass, and the alley is always green with moss. Favor moves and new love takes over, but tears fall and old love remains.
The crow of birds frightens the dream, and the flying flowers disturb the sorrow. Feeling sorry for yourself in spring, let me fan myself again to welcome autumn.
Palace Resentment Sima Zha's willows cover the painting building in varying colors, and the dawn orioles fill the palace with sorrow. Every year the flowers fall, no one sees them, and the spring spring comes out of the ditch.
Palace Resentment Li Yi The dew is wet, the clear flowers are fragrant in the spring palace, and the moonlight song is blowing in Zhaoyang. It's like adding sea water to the uterine leakage, and the water drips into the long door overnight.
Spring Poems Liu Yuxi's new makeup should be worn in the Zhulou Tower, locked in the spring scenery and sorrow in the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew onto the jade and scratched my head. 2. Poems about the harem
The Song of Everlasting Regret by Bai Juyi The Emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and his thoughts over the country, and he couldn’t get it from his wife 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 your natural beauty, so you will choose to be by the side of the king.
Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away your fat.
When the waiter lifted up the weakling, it was the beginning of a 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 rising. From now on, the king will not go to court early. There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and all the nights are dedicated to spring outings.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love them all. 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, but they are poor and glorious. Therefore, the hearts of parents all over the world are determined not to be reborn as a boy but to be reborn as a girl.
From the heights of Li Palace, blue clouds can be seen, and fairy music can be heard everywhere. The slow singing and dancing of silk and bamboo made the emperor look down upon her.
The Yuyang Gong came with the instigation of the earth, shocking the song of colorful clothes and feathers. Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuzhong City Tower, and thousands of horses traveled southwest.
The green flowers wavered and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital. The Sixth Army had nothing to do but turned around and died in front of the horse.
The flowers are left on the ground but no one can collect them, and the green and green gorse jade is scratching the head. The king hid his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing.
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 dim and the sun is thin.
The water of the Shu River is green and the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night. Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rainy night.
The sky spins and the earth spins back to Long Yu, and he hesitates and cannot go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died.
The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes, and looked eastward at the capital gate to return home. When I return, the ponds and gardens are all still the same, with lots of liquid and lotus but little willow.
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.
The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been exhausted before they fall asleep. The bells and drums are late and the night is long, and the stars are about to dawn.
The mandarin duck tiles are heavy with frost, 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 lightning, ascending to the heaven and entering the earth to seek for everything. The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void. The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies.
There is a character in the book who is too real and has a snow-skinned and colorful appearance.
Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the golden palace, and teach Xiaoyu to report a double success.
Hearing about the emperor’s envoy from the Han family, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent was frightened. I pick up my clothes, push my pillow, and wander around, and the silver screen of beads and foils meanders open.
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. I look at the king with affection, and my voice and appearance are blurry when I say goodbye.
Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon grow long in Penglai Palace. Looking back at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, but dust and mist.
Only the old things show deep affection, and the tin alloy hairpins are 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 heart of teaching is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth. I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other.
On July 7th, in the Palace of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. Be famous. 3. Ancient poems describing the harem
Li Yannian - "There is a Beauty in the North"
There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. Look at the Qingren city once, and then look at the Qingren country.
I would rather not know about a beautiful city or a beautiful country. A beautiful woman is hard to come by!
"Gong Ci" by Bai Juyi
After all the tears, the dream cannot come true, and the sound of singing is heard in the front hall late at night. The beauty's kindness is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage till dawn.
"Gong Ci" Gu Kuang
In the middle of the day in the Jade Tower, music and singing began, and the wind sent the concubines laughing and talking. The shadow of the moon palace is open and the night leaks are heard, and the crystal curtain rolls close to the autumn river.
"Gong Ci" by Xue Feng
The twelfth floor is full of makeup, and the Wangxian Tower is watching the king. The golden beast with a locked title is cold in a chain, and the copper dragon with dripping water makes the day longer.
After combing her bun, she returns to the mirror, and her robe is about to be changed to make it even more fragrant. Peering into the open curtain of the main palace, palace people in robes sweep the imperial bed.
"Gong Ci" by Zhu Qingyu
When the courtyard gate is closed when the flowers are silent, the beauties stand side by side in the palace. He wanted to talk about palace affairs with passion, but the parrot in front did not dare to speak.
Zhang Hu of the Tang Dynasty
The homeland is three thousand miles away, and he has been in the palace for twenty years. With the sound of "He Manzi", tears fell in front of you.
"The Song of Resentment" by Ban Jieyu
The newly cracked Qi Wan Su is as bright as frost and snow. Cut it into an acacia fan, which looks like a bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the coolness will overtake the heat.
Abandon the donation box and find the way to the end of kindness.
Autumn Poems of Changxin by Wang Changling
The autumn leaves of Jinjing Wutong are yellow, and the bead curtains are not rolled up by the night frost. The jade pillow in the fumigation cage has no color. I lie down and listen to Nangong Qing's long leakage.
Spring Palace Song by Wang Changling
Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches on the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. Pingyang's singing and dancing are newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain is bestowed with brocade robes.
Spring Resentment in the West Palace by Wang Changling
The night in the West Palace is quiet and the flowers are fragrant, and I want to roll up the bead curtain and the spring hate grows. The clouds are slanting and the moon is visible in the depths, and the sun is hidden in the hazy color of the trees.
The concubine was given a bad life by Du Shenyan
The long door is covered with green grass, and the alley is always green with moss. Favor moves and new love takes over, but tears fall and old love remains.
The crow of birds frightens the dream, and the flying flowers disturb the sorrow. Feeling sorry for yourself in spring, let me fan myself again to welcome autumn.
Palace Resentment Sima Zha
The willow color covers the painting building, and the dawn orioles sing to fill the palace with sorrow. Every year the flowers fall, no one sees them, and the spring spring comes out of the ditch.
Palace Resentment Li Yi
The dew is wet, the clear flowers are fragrant in the spring palace, and the moonlight song is blowing in the Zhaoyang. It's like adding sea water to the uterine leakage, and the water drips into the long door overnight.
Spring Poems by Liu Yuxi
It is better to go down to the Zhulou with new makeup, to be locked in the spring scenery and worry about the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew onto the jade and scratched my head. 4. Poems about women in the harem
Poems about the harem Bai Juyi's dreams were wet with tears, and he sang in the front hall late at night.
The beauty is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage until dawn. Nagato's Fu Sima Xiangru What a beautiful woman is here? She walks carefree and worries about herself.
The soul is gone but does not return, the body is withered and haggard and it lives alone. It is said that I go in the morning and come back in the evening, eat and drink happily and forget about others.
The heart is moved without realizing the past, and the friendship is a blind date. Yi Yu's ambition is slow and foolish, but he has a pure and innocent heart.
I am willing to ask questions and advance on my own, so that I can hear the sound of your Majesty. Following the false words and hoping for the truth, I looked forward to the palace in the south of the city.
If you repair a thin tool and set it up yourself, you have never been willing to come. The sky is drifting and the wind is blowing.
Climbing the Orchid Terrace and looking into the distance, the god (忄哥忄哥, Yinhuang) is lustful. The floating clouds are gloomy and blocked in all directions, the sky is graceful but the day is overcast.
The sound of thunder is like the sound of your car. The wind blows back and rises from the boudoir, holding up the curtains (礻绻绻zan, pronunciation mixed).
The osmanthus trees are intertwined with each other, and the fragrance is cool and strong (add words inside the door, overlap, and sound). Peacocks gather together to live together, and black apes roar and chant.
The emeralds fly together with wings, and the luan and phoenix fly from north to south. The heart is not relaxed because of the squeaking, and the evil spirit is strong and attacking.
Go down to the Orchid Terrace and look around, walking calmly in the deep palace. The main hall is built with blocks to create the sky, which rises together and makes the sky high.
I moved and leaned on the east chamber, watching my husband wandering endlessly. When people squeeze into the jade house, they are paved with gold, and the sound is like the sound of a bell.
The carved magnolias are thought to be 榱 Xi, and the decorated apricots are thought to be beams. Luo Fengrong wanders among the trees, separated from the building and supporting each other.
Apply rosewood to the (wood thin, sound bo) cotinus, and use the scattered beams (wood kang, sound kang). The time seems to be divided into categories, like generals gathering stones.
The five colors dazzle each other, and the rotten colors shine into light. The stones are so messy that they look like tortoiseshell articles.
The curtains of Zhang Luoqi are hanging down, and the connecting lines of the Chu group are hanging down. Carefully touch the pillars and lintels, and look at the center of the Qutai.
The white crane howls in mourning, and the lonely female (foot temple) is in the withered intestines. At dusk, I feel hopeless, feeling alone in the empty hall.
The bright moon hangs to illuminate itself, and I spend the clear night in the bridal chamber. I use the elegant qin to change the tune, and the melancholy and thoughtful music cannot last long.
The case has been collected and turned around, and the sound is small and faint but then rises again. Looking through the experience, the meaning is generous and spontaneous (the day is gone, the sound is high).
The people on the left and right are sad and weeping, and the tears are flowing away and helpless. Relax and feel depressed, and become more and more relaxed.
I tease myself with my long sleeves and count the disasters of the past. There was no face to show, so I went to bed in despair.
If you think of a pillow as a pillow, the orchids on the table are fragrant. Suddenly I fell asleep and dreamed, as if I were beside you.
If you are alert and unaware, your soul (辶+王, overlapping, yinkuang) will die. The chickens crow and feel sad, and they rise to gaze at the moonlight.
The audience is lined with stars, and Bi Subaru comes from the east. Looking at the kindness of the atrium, it is like frost in autumn.
The night is as graceful as the old one, and the mood is so gloomy that it can no longer change. Dan Yan Jian, waiting for the dawn, desolate pavilions and then regain the light.
I feel so sad that I dare not forget it no matter how old I am. The Jieyu of the Song of Resentment class is newly cracked and pure, as fresh and clean as frost and snow, cut into acacia fans, and the clusters are like the bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the coolness will overtake the heat. I will abandon the donation box and the basket, and the kindness will be extinguished.
The concubine was blessed with a bad life. Du Shenyan said that the long door is covered by green grass, and the alley is always green with moss. Favor moves and new love takes over, but tears fall and old love remains.
The crow of birds frightens the dream, and the flying flowers disturb the sorrow. Feeling sorry for yourself in spring, let me fan myself again to welcome autumn.
Spring Palace Song Wang Changling Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches in the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. Pingyang's singing and dancing are newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain is bestowed with brocade robes.
Spring Resentment in the West Palace Wang Changling The West Palace is quiet at night and the flowers are fragrant, and I want to roll up the bead curtain and feel the spring resentment. The clouds are slanting and the moon is visible in the depths, and the sun is hidden in the hazy color of the trees.
Autumn Song of Everlasting Faith Wang Changling has been thinking about his fate for a long time. He dreamed that the king woke up and was doubtful. When the fire shines in the West Palace, you will know when you are drinking at night. 5. Poems about the harem
Song of Everlasting Regret
Bai Juyi
The emperor of the Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country, but he could not get it 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. 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.
When the waiter lifted up the weakling, it was the beginning of a 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 rising. 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 them all.
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, but they are poor and glorious.
This makes the hearts of parents all over the world not to be reborn as boys but as girls.
From the heights of Li Palace, blue clouds can be seen, and fairy music can be heard everywhere.
Slow singing, dancing and dancing on silk and bamboo, the emperor could not see enough.
The Yuyang Gong came with the instigation of the earth, shocking the song of colorful clothes and feathers.
Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses rode southwest.
The green flowers wavered 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.
No one can collect the flowers and flowers on the ground, and scratch their heads with the green and green gorse.
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 and 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 spins back to Long Yu, and 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, and looked eastward to the capital to return home.
After returning, the ponds and gardens are all the same, with Taiye hibiscus and willow 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.
The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been 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 heavy with frost, 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 lightning, ascending to the heaven and entering the earth to seek for everything.
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, and the mountain was in the void.
The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies.
There is a character in the book who is too real and has a snow-skinned and colorful appearance.
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 about the emperor’s envoy from the Han family, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent was frightened.
Wandering around while holding clothes and pillows, beads and silver screens spread 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, but dust and mist.
Only the old things show deep affection, and the tin alloy hairpins are 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 heart of teaching 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 Palace 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.
Famous right? 6. Some poems about the harem
Ban Jieyu’s "Song of Resentment" is a masterpiece that expresses the resentment of the palace maid: "The kindness has been severed":
The newly cracked Qi Wan Su is as bright as frost and snow.
Cut into an albizia fan, the balls look like the bright moon.
Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze.
I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the cool breeze will take away the heat.
Abandon the donation box and put it in the basket. There is no way out in kindness.
Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty doted on his concubine Wei Zifu, deposed Empress Chen Gillian, imprisoned her in Changmen Palace, and made Wei Zifu the queen⑤. It is said that Empress Chen invited Sima Xiangru to write "Ode to Changmen" in exchange for a hundred catties of gold to express her sadness after falling out of favor⑥. Later generations used the past to satirize the present, and used Nagato's resentment to generally refer to palace resentment. The Tang Dynasty poet Wang Changling's poem "Spring Palace Song": "Last night the wind exposed the peaches in the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. Pingyang's singing and dancing brought new favors, and the spring cold outside the curtain gave cotton." The Ming Dynasty poet Liu Ji's poem "The Resentment of Changmen" : "The jade is clearing under the white dew, and the wind is clear and the moon is like a train. Sit and watch the fireflies on the pond, flying into the Zhaoyang Palace." They are all masterpieces that use the past to satirize the present and use the lyrics to write about Empress Chen's fall from grace to express the palace resentment. Wang Changling's "Five Poems of Changxin Autumn" (Part 3): "The golden palace is opened with a broom, and the ball fan is lingering. The jade face is not as colorful as the jackdaw, but still brings the shadow of the sun." This is borrowed from Ban Jieyu of the Han Dynasty The stories in Changxin Palace reflect the lives of palace ladies in the Tang Dynasty and express their resentment. Or describe the actions of the palace maid to express her resentment. The "Spring Ci" by Liu Yuxi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, is a masterpiece in this regard: It is better to go down to the Zhulou with new makeup, to be deeply locked in the spring scenery and to be sad in the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew onto the jade and scratched my head. Chang Xin's Autumn Poems (Part 2) Wang Changling The autumn anvil in the high palace rings late at night, and the deep frost still reminds me of the cold clothes. The tailor with silver lanterns and green clothes rested and looked at the Mingzhu of Jincheng. Autumn Poems (Part 3) Author: Wang Changling Holding a broom to open the Ming Dynasty, the golden palace is opened, and the ball fan is lingering. The jade face is not as beautiful as the jackdaw, but still brings the shadow of the sun. Chang Xin's Autumn Poems (Part 1) Wang Changling Jinjing Wutong's autumn leaves are yellow, and the bead curtains are not rolled up by the frost at night. The jade pillow in the fumigation cage has no color. I lie down and listen to Nangong Qing's long leakage. This poem about palace resentment uses deep, subtle and subtle writing methods, and adopts the technique of using scenery to express feelings. It describes a girl who has been deprived of her youth, freedom and happiness. She is alone in the desolate and lonely palace, lying down and listening to the palace leakage. situation. This is a sleepless night cut from the girl's tragic life. In this sleepless night, the person in the poem is full of worries and knots of sorrow, and her resentment should be endless. There are only four sentences in this poem, with a total of twenty-eight words. It can be said that even if every word is filled with resentment, I am afraid it still cannot express her resentment. However, the author did not hesitate to use the first three sentences to describe the scenery, leaving only the last sentence to describe the characters, and there was no explicit expression of resentment in this last sentence. Written in this way, at first glance it seems that it has strayed away from the theme of the poem, but in fact it is more powerful in terms of artistic effect and expresses the theme more profoundly. This is because: although the first three sentences describe the scene, they do not describe the scene for the sake of describing the scene. They serve the appearance of the final character. As far as the whole poem is concerned, the four lines of the poem are integrated into a whole. Regardless of the description of the scene or the person, they all serve to express resentment.
7. Poems and lyrics about the harem
The Spring Palace Resentment Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches on the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang.
Pingyang's singing and dancing are new favorites, and the spring cold outside the curtain gives them brocade robes. The long-lasting letter and resentment are used to open the golden palace of Pingming.
The jade face is not as bright as the color of a jackdaw, but still carries the shadow of the sun. "Sang Zhong" Wei Zifu Is your love for the Tang Dynasty? The hometown of Qi.
Whose thoughts are there? Beautiful Meng Jiang. If you want me to go to the palace, send me to the Qi Palace.
Is it time to harvest wheat? It's to the north. Who cares? Meng Yi is so beautiful.
I have been waiting for you in Sangzhong. If you want me to go to the palace, send me to Qi. Are you in love? It's to the east.
Whose thoughts are there? Beautiful and mediocre. If you want me to go to the palace, send me to the Qi Palace.
The quails gallop, the magpies gallop. I think people are unscrupulous! The magpie is strong and the quail is running fast.
I regard people as unscrupulous! Ding Zhi Fang Zhong Ding Zhi Fang Zhong was created in the Chu Palace. He used the sun to write it in the Chu family.
The hazel and chestnut trees, the tung and catalpa chairs, and the harp cut down the harp and mulberry. The other is empty, looking towards Chu. Look at Chu and Tang, Jingshan and Beijing.
I descended to watch the mulberry tree, divined its good fortune, and finally agreed to it. When the spiritual rain has stopped, I ordered the waiter to tell the story in the mulberry field long ago.
The bandit is a straight man, with his heart set in the abyss, and he has three thousand harems and harems. "Ode to Nagato" Han Dynasty Sima Xiangru Emperor Xiaowu was lucky enough to be empress Chen, but she was quite jealous.
Don’t stay in Nagato Palace, feeling sad and sad. I heard that Sima Xiangru of Chengdu, Shu County, was a scholar in the world. He offered a hundred catties of gold to Xiangru and Wen Jun to get wine, because he said these words to relieve his sorrow.
And Xiangru wrote for enlightenment, and Empress Chen regained her relatives. Husband, there is no such thing as a beautiful woman. She walks carefree and is worried about herself.
The soul is gone but does not return, the body is withered and haggard and it lives alone. It is said that I go in the morning and come back in the evening, eat and drink happily but forget about others.
The heart is moved without thinking about the past, and the friendship is a blind date. Yi Yu's ambition is slow and foolish, but he has a pure and innocent heart.
I am willing to ask questions and advance on my own, so that I can hear the sound of your Majesty. Following the false words and hoping for the truth, I looked forward to the palace in the south of the city.
If you repair a thin tool and set it up yourself, you have never been willing to come. The sky is drifting and the wind is blowing.
When I climbed up to the Orchid Terrace and looked out into the distance, my mind wandered and I felt lustful. The floating clouds are gloomy and blocked in all directions, the sky is graceful but the day is overcast.
The sound of thunder is like the sound of your car. The wind blows back and rises from the boudoir, holding up the curtains and curtains.
The osmanthus trees are intertwined with each other, and the fragrance is cool and strong. Peacocks gather together to live together, and black apes roar and chant.
The emeralds fly together with wings, and the luan and phoenix fly from north to south. The heart is not relaxed because of the squeaking, and the evil spirit is strong and attacking.
Go down to the Orchid Terrace and look around, walking calmly in the deep palace. The main hall is built with blocks to create the sky, which rises together and makes the sky high.
I moved and leaned on the east chamber, watching my husband wandering endlessly. The jade houses are packed with gold, and the sound is like the sound of bells.
The carved magnolias are thought to be 榱 Xi, and the decorated apricots are thought to be beams. Luo Fengrong wanders among the trees, separated from the building and supporting each other.
Use rosewood as a thorn, and use it as a beam. The time seems to be divided into categories, like generals gathering stones.
The five colors dazzle each other, and the rotten colors shine into light. The stones are so messy that they look like tortoiseshell articles.
The curtains of Zhang Luoqi are hanging down, and the connecting lines of the Chu group are hanging down. Carefully touch the pillars and lintels, and look at the center of the Qutai.
The white crane howls in mourning, and the lonely female burrows in the withered intestines. At dusk, I feel hopeless, feeling alone in the empty hall.
The bright moon hangs to illuminate itself, and I spend the clear night in the bridal chamber. I use the elegant qin to change the tune, and the melancholy and thoughtful music cannot last long.
The case flow has turned around, and the sound is small and faint but then rises again. Looking through the experience, I feel generous and proud.
The people on the left and right are sad and weeping, and the tears are flowing away and helpless. Relaxation makes me feel depressed, and I get up and hesitate.
I tease myself with my long sleeves and count the disasters of the past. There was no face to show, so I went to bed in despair.
If you think that the Fen is a pillow, the orchid is fragrant. Suddenly I fell asleep and dreamed, as if I were beside you.
Beware of being awake without seeing, your soul is far away as if you are dead. The chickens crow and feel sad, and they rise to gaze at the moonlight.
The audience is lined with stars, and Bi Subaru comes from the east. Looking at the kindness of the atrium, it is like frost in autumn.
The night is as graceful as the old one, and the mood is so gloomy that it can no longer change. Dan Yan Jian, waiting for the dawn, desolate pavilions and then regain the light.
I feel so sad that I dare not forget it no matter how old I am. 8. What are the poems describing the palace?
Liyu Fanglin faces the high pavilion, and the new clothes are gorgeous and the quality is alluring.
——"Flowers in the Back Garden of Yushu" The Lianchang Palace of Chen Shubao is full of bamboos, which have been deserted for a long time. ——"Lianchang Palace Ci" Yuanzhen Mountain flowers are placed in precious buns, and carnations are embroidered on Luo Yi.
Every time I leave the deep palace, I always follow the chariot back home. ——"Eight Poems for Music in the Palace" Li Baixia disperses her beauty, the moon sinks, and the curtains roll up to the Weiyang Tower.
The river is cold at night and the sky is flowing, and the palace is locked in the autumn.
——"The Happy Migrant Orioles" Xia Song opened the palace with the nine heavens, and the clothes and hats of all nations worshiped her.
——"He Jia Sheren's Early Dynasty to the Daming Palace" Wang Weilong's sill sinks into the clear water of the palace, and the forbidden door is deep to muffle the sound of people. After the King of Wu's banquet, the palace was full of drunkenness, and at dusk the flowers floated on the water and left the city.
——"Wu Gong" Li Shangyin closed Zhaoyang's spring and spring again. The palace leaks forever in the cold night, Meng Jun is kind.
——"Xiaozhong Mountain" Wei Zhuang Maoyuan City is picturesque, and the Changmen tiles are about to flow. ——"Chen Hou Palace" In Li Shangyin's golden palace, two dragons play with candle shadows.
——"Qingpingle" Wang Guanfeng's chariot returned half drunk from the spring, and Xian'e entered the water to open the curtain. ——"Huzhou Tribute Baked New Tea" Zhang Wengui There are flying snow and dark clouds in the surrounding suburbs, but only in this palace is it falling.
——"Huaqing Palace" Wu Rong has five steps to the first floor and ten steps to the pavilion; the waist of the corridor is unobstructed and the eaves are high. ——"Ode to Afang Palace" The remaining pills from the jade pestle, the remaining color from the golden knife, re-dyed the lone tree in Wujiang.
——"Qiluo Xiang". 9. Poems about the harem, couplets
Poems about the harem, Bai Juyi
Dreams are not fulfilled when the turban is wet with tears, and singing is heard in the front hall late at night.
The beauty is cut off before she gets old, and she sits leaning against the fumigation cage till dawn.
Fu on the Long Gate by Sima Xiangru
Fu on the Concubine Du Shenyan
The long gate is covered by green grass, and the alley is always green with moss. Favor moves and new love takes over, but tears fall and old love remains.
The crow of birds frightens the dream, and the flying flowers disturb the sorrow. Feeling sorry for yourself in spring, let me fan myself again to welcome autumn.
Spring Palace Song by Wang Changling
Last night the wind opened and exposed the peaches on the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang.
Pingyang's singing and dancing are newly favored, and the spring cold outside the curtain is bestowed with brocade robes.
Spring Resentment in the West Palace by Wang Changling
The night in the West Palace is quiet and the flowers are fragrant, and I want to roll up the bead curtain and feel the spring resentment.
The clouds are slanting and the moon is visible in the depths, and the sun is hidden in the hazy color of the trees. 10. Looking for some poems with the flavor of ancient palaces
Let’s pick a few famous poems from the early dynasty,
In the early dynasty, the Daming Palace presented Jia Zhi, a colleague from two provinces
Silver Candle The sky is filled with long purple roads, and the spring scenery in the Forbidden City is bright and clear.
Thousands of weak willows hang down, and hundreds of chirping orioles surround the building.
The sound of the sword follows the steps of the jade, and the clothes and body are incense from the imperial furnace.
*** On the Muenbo Fengchi, Chaochao Ranhan served the king.
Wang Wei and Jiashe people's early dynasty to the Daming Palace
The chicken man with crimson skirt sent Xiaochao away, and he went into Cuiyunqiu with his clothes still on.
The Nine Heavens closed the palace, and all the nations wore their hats and bowed their heads.
The sun is just around the corner and the cacti are moving, and the cigarettes are floating next to the dragon.
After the court is over, a five-color edict must be issued and the edict should be returned to Fengchitou.
Jia Zhi, a member of Fenghe Zhongshushe, went to Cen Shen of Daming Palace early in the morning.
The rooster crows on the purple road, the dawn is cold, and the orioles sing in the spring scenery of the imperial state.
The golden palace opens thousands of households at dawn, and the jade-level immortals support thousands of officials.
The flowers greet the sword and the stars have just fallen, and the willow flags are still wet.
It is difficult to sing a song in the spring of the Phoenix Pond alone.
Fenghe Jia Zhishe and others went to Daming Palace early in the morning to Du Fu
Five nights of leaking sounds reminded the dawn arrows, and the nine-fold spring scenery was intoxicating with fairy peaches.
The banners are warm in the sun, dragons and snakes are moving, and the palace breeze is gentle and the sparrows are high.
After court, I carry cigarettes on my sleeves, and my poems are like pearls and jade.
If you want to know the beauty of silk in this world, there are phoenix feathers on the pond today.
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Seven rules related to Du Fu and the court:
Du Fu's slogan for retreating from the Zichen Palace
Outdoors, his face is shining with purple sleeves hanging down, and he is looking at the throne to lead the court ceremony.
The fragrance floats in the hall, the spring breeze turns, and the flowers cover thousands of officials and the scenery moves.
In the daytime, I hope to hear the report from the high pavilion. I know that Tian Yan is happy and the officials know it.
Every time the palace leaves Guidong Province, Kuilong will be sent to gather in Fengchi.
When the Xuanzheng Palace retreated from the court and left Zuoye in the evening (Yemen is on both sides like a human arm) Du Fu
The sun shines on the golden list of Tianmen, and the red feather flag of Qingzhao in Spring Palace.
The palace grass is slightly worn, and the smoke from the furnace is thin on the hairspring.
When the clouds are close to Penglai, there are always lustful people, and when the snow is left, there are also many magpies.
The courtiers returned to Qingsuo slowly, and left their meals calmly every night.
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Wang Wei also wrote many poems describing the scenes of the palace:
Fenghe Shengzhi from Penglai to Xingqing Pavilion Road, leaving the spring rain in the spring look, should be made by Wang Wei
The Weishui River lingers in the Qin Dynasty Saiqu, the old Huangshan Mountain is sloping around the Han Palace.
Luan Yu walked away from Qianmen Liu, and looked back at Shangyuan flowers from the pavilion road.
In the Yunli Imperial City, there are two phoenix towers, thousands of people with spring trees in the rain.
In order to take advantage of the Yang Qi to carry out the seasons, it is not a matter of playing with things.
On the pillars of the Datong Palace, the Jade Zhilong Pond is illuminated by the God of Qingyun. Hundreds of officials in the Palace saw it...Wang Wei immediately
Want to laugh at Zhou Wen's banquet with pickaxes, and watch the martial arts of Han Dynasty from afar Hengfen.
Who knows that there are three beauties in the jade palace and five clouds coming out of the copper pool.
On the street, Yao's bottles tilted the Beidou, and in front of the building, Shun's music moved the south.
*** May God’s will agree with that of man’s will, and long live the Holy King.
The imperial edict gave Wang Wei (then the Minister of Education) Cherries to the Hundred Officials.
Thousands of officials gathered under the Furong Palace, and the Forbidden Yingzheng came out of the upper gate.
It’s after the Spring Recommendation in the Garden that it’s not about the bird’s title in the Royal Garden being disabled.
Returning to the podium, he competes with a green silk cage, and the envoy frequently tilts a red jade plate.
Don’t worry about internal heat when you are full, as high officials still have sugarcane juice cold.
He was ordered to borrow King Qi's Jiucheng Palace to escape the summer heat and teach Wang Wei
The emperor's son left Danfeng Palace far away, and the Book of Heaven was borrowed from Cuiwei Palace.
The clouds and mist are floating on the clothes through the window, and the mountain spring rolls into the mirror.
The sound of water in the forest is noisy and laughing, and the color of the trees among the rocks hides the huts.
The Immortal Family may not be able to win this, so why blow the sheng into the blue sky?
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The most praised works describing palace life are magnificent yet gentle:
Xia Song
The Happy Orioles
The clouds are scattered and the moon is sinking. The curtain rolls in Weiyang Tower. The night is cool and the river is flowing to the sky. The palace is locked in Qingqiu.
Yao Jie Shu. Gold plate dew. Phoenix marrow incense and smoke. Three thousand pearls and emeralds surround the palace. The water palace is located in Liangzhou.