Poetry expressing ideas

Poetry expressing ideas

1, the spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi

I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . -Li Shangyin's Untitled Six Third Songs

3, the mighty sorrow is slanting during the day, and the whip refers to the end of the world. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.

4. I know that I have been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou embarrassed me. -Li Shangyin's Walking Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn

5. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up his heart everywhere. How can we turn this body into tens of millions, scattered to the heads of state's homes to see! -Dai Shulun's "Seeing the Mountain with Master and Sending Friends to Beijing at the Beginning of Haochu"

6. I don't know where to blow reeds, and I want to look forward to my hometown all night. -Yi Lee

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

8, falling red is not a heartless thing, turned into spring mud to protect flowers. -Gong Zizhen's Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems

9, people feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"

10, a moment that should last forever, came and went unconsciously. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

1 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. -Zhang Xian's "Chitose"

12, I am in a foreign land, and I miss my family more every holiday. -Wang Wei

13, I wish people a long life and a beautiful scenery. -Su Shi

14, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind dew standing in the middle of the night? -Huang Jingren's Two Poems of Love.

15, where is your hometown? It's leisurely to think about it. Autumn night in Huainan, the high house smells wild geese coming. -Wei's Yan Wen

16, the foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Could it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night