The poem about fishing in the sunset is 1 What are the poems that describe "fishermen still insist on fishing in the sunset"?
1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue
2. A gondola, a silk hook and a rain hook. Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river alone. -Zhang "Fishing Song"
3. Egrets fly in front of Xizhai Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. -Zhang "Fishing Song"
4. Fishing Qingqu in spring, apricot blossoms in spring. The pool is clear and shallow, and the lotus knows the fish are scattered. Waiting for lovers at dusk, the boat is green and the shore is green. —— Fishing Bay in Guangxi, Chu
A unkempt little boy learned to draw a bow and sat beside him with raspberries and moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by. -The children in Hu Lingneng are fishing.
6. The lake here in August is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish. -Meng Haoran, "Prime Minister Zhang of Dongting"
7. Alone in the pub, I was shut in by loneliness and sadness. Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese. The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year. The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house. -Du Mu's accommodation
8. An old fisherman spent the night here, and under the western cliff, Xiao Ji, burned his bamboo pole. Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog and saw a green landscape. Looking back, the fishing boat has drifted below the horizon, and white clouds are floating in the mountains, chasing each other. -Liu Zongyuan's The Fisherman
9. The faint flying bridge is separated by wild smoke, and the fishing boat asks about the west bank of Shijie. Peach blossoms follow the water all day long, and the mouth of the peach garden is by the stream? -Zhang Xu's Peach Blossom Creek
10. When you come back from fishing, don't tie the boat, Jiangcun sleeps on the moon. Even if the wind blows at night and the boat is blown away by the wind, it just stops on the shallow shore of the reed catkin beach. -Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing"
1 1. The cool moon hangs like an eyebrow in Liuwan, and the Zhongshan mirror becomes clearer and clearer. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -Dai Shulun.
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12. Yanling beach is like a cloud collapse, and the fishing tackle is placed in the stone layer. The smoke is shallow and the account is cold, and the dead clam will be caught. -Pi Rixiu's "Fishing Couple"
13. A few feet of silk fiber hangs in the water, and the silver hook swings without a trace. Fish dare not go to the emperor, long live the king only catches dragons. -Jie Jin "Untitled"
14. And secular things take turns with ancient, modern and back and forth. Now we can climb the mountain to visit the historical sites preserved all over the country. Weir water shows the river surface, and Yunmengze is cold and mysterious. The monument to Yang Hucheng is still towering, and tears are wet after reading the epitaph. -Meng Haoran's "On Climbing the Wild Goose Mountain with Friends"
15. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. -Wang Wei's Autumn Insects Living in the Mountains
2. What poems describe fishing in the rain?
First, "Yu Gezi"
Author: Zhang
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.
Egrets fly freely in front of Mount Cisse. In the river, chubby mandarin fish are swimming happily, and the peach blossoms floating on the water are so bright and full. The fisherman wore a blue bamboo hat and green hemp fiber, braved the oblique wind and drizzle.
Appreciation: The first two sentences of this word outline a long scroll of Jiangnan scenery. Point out the position of "in front of Mount Cisse". "Egret" is a symbol of leisure. It is written that egrets fly freely, setting off the leisure of fishermen. "Peach Blossom" and "Running Water" set each other off in interest, showing the lakes and mountains in front of Cisai Mountain in late spring and rendering the living environment of fishermen.
Second, "Qiu Jiang's solo fishing map"
Author: Wang Shizhen
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
A boat with a hat, a silk and an inch-long hook.
Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river alone.
Sitting on the boat, wearing a hat and a hemp fiber, a foot-long fishing line and an inch-long fishing hook; Sing a fishing song loudly, drink a bottle of wine, and fish on the river alone this autumn.
Appreciation: The biggest feature of this poem is the word "nine" used in just four sentences, which is catchy to read. However, if you carefully taste it, it is not difficult to taste how many bleak things are hidden in the free and unfettered, and how much loneliness is accompanied by freedom. The person (or author) who hooked up saw through the dust, so he had to drown his sorrows by drinking, carrying it, standing alone and hanging together like peas and carrots.
Third, "banter makes fishermen"
Author: Su Shi
Dynasty: Song Dynasty
Fisherman. Fisherman. There is a breeze and Mao Mao rain on the river. Green and yellow clothes.
Red wine and white fish return at dusk. Death. Where is the flute?
Fisherman, fisherman. There is a breeze blowing on the river and it is raining in Mao Mao. He is wearing a blue hemp fiber, a yellow bamboo hat and a long skirt.
Appreciation: The word uses antithesis, two overlapping sentences, eight partial sentences, two inverted sentences, and four words with shapes, colors and sounds to skillfully form a picture of the fisherman's life covered with a cloak full of drunkenness. He created an image of a fisherman who was detached from the common customs, and truly showed Su Shi's yearning for seclusion.
Fourth, "Letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang"
Author: Meng Haoran
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Autumn water rises, almost flush with the shore, and water and sky are mixed together. Yunmeng Ozawa's water vapor transpiration is in vain, and the waves are like shaking Yueyang City. I want to cross the river, but I can't find a boat or paddle. It's really shameful to idle around in an enlightened age. It's a pity to sit by and watch others fishing hard by the river.
Appreciation: This poem is a gift, which expresses the poet's hope that Zhang Jiuling will quote it by describing Dongting Lake's sigh in the face of huge waves and the deep sea. The first four sentences are about the magnificent sight and momentum of Dongting Lake, and the last four sentences are about expressing one's political enthusiasm and hope.
The whole poem looks forward to the prosperity of Dongting Lake, from "if you want to cross, there is no boat to find". For Dongting Lake, which was originally intended to express meaning, a large number of paintings such as splash ink and mountains and rivers were carried out, showing the vast landscape and magnificent landscape of Dongting Lake in 800 miles, which achieved amazing artistic effects and made this poem actually become a masterpiece of mountains and rivers.
Verb (abbreviation for verb) Jiang Xue
Author: Liu Zongyuan
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
There is no bird trace in Qianshan Wanling; There are no footprints of pedestrians on thousands of roads. On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat; Fishing alone in the snow.
Appreciation: The poem uses typical generalization techniques, and chooses Ten Thousand Paths and Extinction of People and Birds, which can best express the cold Qianshan Mountain in Shan Ye, to describe the picture of mountains closed by heavy snow and frozen in the cold; Then draw an image of a fisherman fishing alone in the cold river to express the poet's unyielding and deep loneliness after being hit. The whole poem is unique in conception, concise in language and rich in meaning.
3. Poems about fishing
So many, choose. Complete works of fishing poems (turn) (Tang) Liu Zongyuan, thousands of miles away without footprints.
Lonely boat, lion, old man fishing cold river-snow. Qiu Jiang fishing alone (Qing) Wang Shizhen has a straw hat, a boat, silk thread and a rain hook.
Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine, and catch a river alone. Yugezi (Late Tang Dynasty) Egrets fly in front of Zhangxizhai Mountain, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. Fishing Bay Chu Guangxi comes fishing in the green bend in spring, and apricot blossoms in spring.
The pool is clear and shallow, and the lotus knows the fish are scattered. Waiting for lovers at dusk, the boat is green and the shore is green.
Children Fishing Hu Lingneng Pengtou children learn to hang on nylon and sit aside with raspberries and moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
On Dongting Lake, Prime Minister Meng Haoran, the lake in the eighth month here is a single air and paradise. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
I stayed in Du Mu's lonely pub, and I was shut in by loneliness and sadness. Recalling the cold light and returning to my hometown to recall the past; Like a flock of lost geese.
The road to my hometown is too far away. I will come back at dawn, and the letter from home will not be sent to this place until next year. The Cangjiang River in the moonlight, the scenery is so beautiful, and the fishing boat is in front of my house.
Fisherman Liu Zongyuan had an old fisherman who spent the night here. Under the western cliff, a small incense burned bamboo. Then, at sunrise, he walked through the fog and saw a green landscape.
Looking back, the fishing boat has drifted below the horizon, and white clouds are floating in the mountains, chasing each other. Peach Blossom Creek Zhang Xu faintly flies across the wild smoke, and asks the fishing boat in the rocky west.
Peach blossoms follow the water all day long, and the mouth of the peach garden is by the stream? Si Kongshu returned from fishing in Jiangcun, but he didn't tie the boat. Jiangcun Yueer was asleep.
Even if the wind blows at night and the boat is blown away by the wind, it just stops on the shallow shore of the reed catkin beach. Dai Shulun, the best in Lanxi, looks like an eyebrow hanging on the moon for 60 thousand, and the more he looks at the Zhongshan mirror.
Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. Fishing couples in Yanling Beach, Pi Rixiu collapsed like a cloud, and fishing tackle came back to put the stone floor.
The smoke is shallow and the account is cold, and the dead clam will be caught. Untitled (Ming) Throw a few feet of silk fiber into the water, and the silver hook swings without a trace. No fish dares to go to the emperor. Long live the king only catches dragons.
Climb the Wild Goose Mountain with my friend Meng Haoran, and the world will be reincarnated in ancient and modern times. Now we can climb the mountain to visit the historical sites preserved all over the country.
Weir water shows the river surface, and Yunmengze is cold and mysterious. The monument to Yang Hucheng is still towering, and tears are wet after reading the epitaph.
Autumn moth (Wang Wei) lives in the mountains, and stands in the autumn evening after the rain. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Send monks to Qianqi. You are destined to find the source. Now, pursue your path in your dreams. Tianhai floated up again, and the boat sailed to the edge of the distance; Beyond the mundane, you will naturally feel the light of Fa Zhou.
The mood is quiet, and everything is as unreal as water and moon; The inner government of Shiguo will come out to listen to your chanting. The most lovely thing is that there is a Buddha lamp that illuminates the soul; Sailing in Wan Li, your eyes are always bright.
Zhang and Wang Wei, the deputy governors, replied, "Every year, we just want to be safe. I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.
Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano. To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.
Title of Tongmen Inn: Xu Hun visited the capital in autumn, and the red leaves fluttered at dusk, so he passed this pavilion to get wine. A few residual clouds gathered on the towering Huashan Mountain; Sparse autumn rain falls on Zhongtiaoshan Mountain range.
The color of the trees changes with the passage of time, and I can hear the river looking for the sea. The land is bright and the moon is bright, but the dream is a woodcutter and fisherman.
Zheng Gu, a fisherman from Huaihe River, went to the white-haired man on the white-haired wave, and his family returned to the boat to move to Pufeng. He just caught a bass, and his son and grandchildren are busy collecting firewood in the silver grass to make a fire and roast fish.
The wind caught Cheng Peng's wings, and the waves on the water were on the high side, so it was unnecessary to complain about the weather. Ann can calm down and catch a carp to cook.
It's hard to go, Li Bai. The cost of pure wine is gold cup, 10,000 copper coins and a hip flask, Pan Yu, Jane, shame, 10,000 dollars. I threw away the food sticks and cups, and I couldn't eat or drink. I drew my sword and found a loss.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun.
Travel is hard. Travel is hard. Don't go astray! Where to go today. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea. The hermit who missed the western hills, Qiu is your seclusion on the top of the mountain. I have climbed ten miles without stopping.
I knocked on your door, but no one answered. I peeked into your room, on the seat next to your desk. Maybe you are sitting in a covered chair, or, more likely, fishing in an autumn pond.
Although it is a pity that I will miss you, you have become my meditation. Your beautiful grass is fresh because of the rain, and there is the music of pine trees by your window.
I integrate what I see and hear into my existence, soothe my senses and calm my mind. Although there are no hosts or guests, have I finished my reasoning visit? That's enough. I've already gone down the mountain. Why should I wait for you? .
Qingxi Wang Wei I have braved the wind and waves to cross the Huanghua River and the green water stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! .
Song of Luoyang Girls, Wang Wei, there is a Luoyang girl in the door across the street. She looks fifteen years old, maybe a little older. Her master rode on his fast horse, wearing a jade-bit reins, and her maid brought her cod on a gold plate.
Her painting pavilion faces the red tower, and the cornices are pink and green peach blossoms and willows. Luo Wei sent seven fragrant cars, and rare fans shaded her and made her home with nine curtains.
Her master, status and wealth and the seeds of life are more generous than the richest people in ancient times. He likes this girl from humble origins, teaches her to dance and gives his coral tree to almost anyone.
When his nine soft lights went out, the wind of dawn began to blow, nine small flying flowers. Between dances, she had little time to sing and sat dressed like incense.
All the people she knows in the town are rich and extravagant. She visits the owner of the happiest building day and night. Who will notice that jade-faced Yue girl, poor Huansha Jiangtou.
The fisherman was looking forward to Ding Hong's seclusion in the thatched cottage in spring to avoid the cold winter. Suddenly he saw a willow-colored onion on the wall. He only waits for the peach blossom to be red and the golden hook to catch the golden dragon. The fishing song cicada is singing in the trees of Ding Hong, and bees and crickets are buzzing among the flowers. The most beautiful symphony in the world is the fishing bell. At the back of the report, Zheng Banqiao, a gentleman and citizen of wei county, threw away his black veil to be an official. His sleeves were cold. Write a thin bamboo and make it into a fishing rod on the autumn river.
Yuan Jie, a drinking song by Shiyu Lake, had a full meal. When he had a rest, he held the wine on the lake and got drunk. Drunk, according to the introduction of the lake shore, the fish took the wine, so that it was carried on the boat and drunk everywhere.
I suspect that Baqiu leans on Junshan, the philosophers sit around Dongting Lake, the wine boats touch the waves, and people come and go to write songs for a long time. Shiyu Lake is like Dongting Lake, and Junshan is full of spring in summer.
The mountain is the table, the lake is the source of wine, and the drinker sits on the island. Although the strong winds for several days have roughened the water surface, we can't waste manpower to transport ships.
I have a long-necked gourd, and I happily pour drinks in all directions on Ba Island, without caring. Sauvignon Blanc travels on the earth.
Water weighs 1000 pounds. In the midst of thousands of clouds and waters.
Yueming fishing tube. The head is still young.
Not deaf. You can blush when you are drunk.
A statue of someone is the same. This bridge is like a rainbow.
Water is as empty as air. A leaf is floating in the misty rain.
God teaches people to fly. Side canopy.
Make Jiang Feng. Crab houses are uneven.
Then smell the bell at dusk. Fisherman's two poems, Lu You Jing Hu, cast two clear skies.
A boat with a piece of glass. Dance and sleep.
Don't be a fairy, be a narcissus. Chang 'an is exempt from paying homage to several officials.
The fisherman lay awake, drunk as mud. The smoking boat is small, but the fishing car is light.
Pointing at Meishan is a little green. Fisherman Zhenwu fished in an empty pool for no reason, but the fish was too big to do anything.
Worried about dumping, fighting against ups and downs, everything is light but not deep. Lingyang v Sanmen Six Stabs Beach Li Bai Sanmen Hengjun Beach, Six Stabs Go Waves.
A stone tiger crouches, and a water dragon surrounds it. Why worry about Qili Sese, which makes me want to cast a shot? My father Zhang Songling likes fishing in the storm, and the pine and cypress in the thatched cottage win.
Taihu lake, Dongting lake, stormy waves and Zhang Yutai's three songs that must belong to fishermen, written in twos and threes.
4. Poems about fishing
1。 The word "Fisherman" written by Ning He in the Five Dynasties: "Bai Mudan stands out in the cold, and the grass wind gently shears the waves. Smoke screen, the day is prolonged, and the fragrance attracts hibiscus to stir the fishing line. "
2。 Yu Zeng, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, described the fishing scene in summer in "Smelling Li Duangong's fishing and sending him a gift in return": "There is no limit to lotus fragrance dyeing clothes, so where can Ruanlang get back to the boat?" I'm ashamed that I'm not as good as a couple, but I'm still going fishing in Los Angeles. "
3。 Du Fu's "Jiangcun": "The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and all is silent in Jiang Chun in the long summer. We approached the seagulls in the water before the swallows went to church. The old lady draws paper for chess, and the young son knocks needles for hooks. The only thing that many diseases need is medicine, and micro-body is more desirable. "
4。 Meng Haoran's "Hope for Dongting Lake" "The August lake here is an air with heaven. Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang. I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age. Just as I am sitting here watching a fisherman casting, I feel like a squid. "
5。 Ji Xiaolan's quatrains about fishing: "A fisherman is a fisherman, and a fisherman is a hook. When you clap your hands, you shout and laugh, and one person monopolizes a river. "
6。 Writing winter fishing poems, of course, is the first "Jiang Xue" by Liu Zongyuan. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. "
7。 Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing": When the fishing boat returns, don't tie the boat, Jiangcun sleeps on the moon. Even if the wind blows at night and the boat is blown away by the wind, it just stops on the shallow shore of the reed catkin beach. "
8。 There is a cloud in Lu You's poem "Casual Love"; "In spring, the flowers sing and bring wine, and on a moonlit night, the river throws poles".
9 "Huai East Lake in Autumn"-Lu You went fishing in a small stone beach near Yanhua Reservoir, and hung his pole against the oblique light several times.
10。 Take romance as escape, pursue ambition, take rainbow as silk, take bright moon as hook, and take unfaithful husband as bait. -Li Bai, a fisherman at sea
1 1。 Children Fishing Hu Lingneng Pengtou children learn to hang on nylon and sit aside with raspberries and moss. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
5. What are the poems describing fishing pictures?
1. Sing a song, drink a bottle of wine and catch a river by yourself. -Qing Dynasty: Wang Shi's "The Real Question of Qiu Jiang Single Fishing Map"
Sing a fishing song loudly, drink a bottle of wine, and fish on the river alone this autumn.
2. Send the fishing boat home at sunset. Mandarin fish fat. -Song: He Zhu's "The fishing boat returns, and the green spring is deep and good."
At sunset, the fishing boats on the lake were sent home by sunset, and the mandarin fish in the water became fatter and fatter.
3. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. -Tang Dynasty: Jiang Xue by Liu Zongyuan.
Alone on the river, a fisherman wears a plum; Fishing alone is not afraid of ice and snow.
4. Like children fishing, walk around the pool and watch the fish swim. -Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's Ornamental Fish
I watched the fish swimming freely in the pool when I was idle, and I happened to meet a child playing with a fishing boat.
If you catch a fish, you will forget it. -Wei and Jin Dynasties: Ji Kang's "Giving Scholar to Join the Army, Part 14"
I can't help but admire the fisherman in Zhuangzi who catches fish and forgets Fengshen (fishing tools).
6. If you don't tie the boat when you come back from fishing, Jiangcun can sleep at sunset. -Tang Dynasty: Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing"
After returning from fishing, I was too lazy to tie the cable and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this point, the waning moon has sunk in the west, just sleeping peacefully.
7. Shen 'an has bamboo books and always goes to Xitou to catch Weng. -Tang Dynasty: Li He's Thirteen Poems of South Garden
There is a bamboo forest in the deep south, but you can write when you cut it into green slips. When you are old, you can simply be a fisherman by the stream.
8. tin in the clouds, fishing at the head of the stream, and playing the piano by the river. —— Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's "Water Tunes the Heading, Topic Xishan Autumn Cool Map"
Walking in Yunshan, fishing at the head of the stream and playing the piano by the water are really happy.
9. The heavy rain in xian yangqiao separated the fishing boats. -Tang dynasty: the text "Xianyang is worth the rain"
Xi 'an Yangqiao is raining, and the drizzle is swaying with the wind, just like a crystal curtain hanging in the air; The moored fishing boats are blocked by this continuous crystal curtain, which is picturesque.
10. I am lazy to learn to grow melons, and only send fish greens. -Song: Lu You partridge is lazy to learn to grow melons in Qing Dynasty.
I don't want to be close to the capital, like Shao Ping in the early Han Dynasty, and plant melons outside the Qing Gate of Chang 'an. I just want to kill time and years in fishing.
6. What are the poems describing the sunset?
This poem is as follows:
1, shadowy sunset, several peaks and dangerous fishing boats. -Miracle's idle work on the pond.
Explanation: It means that the sun is setting and the fishing boat should go home.
2, the confidant is not lazy, lock and print the curtain. -Jong Li's "Jishui County Appreciates Xiahou Scholar"
Commentary: Before my bosom friend came, I opened the curtains to watch the sunset.
3. Autumn grass in the city, sunset at Bird Bridge. -Bai Juyi's "Wang Changmen"
Commentary: the city is full of grass, and birds return to the bridge at sunset.
4. Send birds to the extreme and complain about the sunset. -Li Bai's "Chuci Sentiment Style"
Commentary: Watching the birds leave, I just hate the sunset setting too fast.
5, look at autumn grass independently, savage cultivates sunset. -Chu Sizong's Looking South
Commentary: Watching weeds in autumn in Jiangtou alone, people are farming in the sunset.
6. Rain in Jiangcun and sunset in Ye Si. -Cen Can's "Five Crossing Nights"
Explanation: The village stands in the rain and the temple stands in the sunset.
7. Ten thousand people destroy the wall, and the sunset is like wanting to live in Wu. -Li Shangyin's Former Residence of Baiyun Father
Explanation: there is no trace of people outside the wall, and the sunset only shines on the birds who want to live.
8. The sunset is full of water and the edge color is full of autumn sky. -Gao Shi's "Shi Pan Yuling Yun Chi"
Commentary: The sunset is connected with stagnant water, and the scenery of frontier fortress is so beautiful in the sky.
9, fishing songs Yue, Wan Ou sunset. -Du Mu's "Xijiang Nostalgia"
Commentary: Tomorrow the fishermen will sing again, and countless Sha Ou will play in the sunset.
10, the sunset is in Xifeng, and the snow is lingering. -Jiao Ran's Mountain Snow
Commentary: The sunset is in Xifeng, and the remaining snow-capped mountains are about to melt.
1 1, the east wind is gradually rushing and the sun is setting, and a tree blooms for several days. -Come and "cherish flowers"
Commentary: The east wind blows and the sun sets. A peach tree has been in bloom for several days.
12, waterfall fir, pine and cypress often bring rain, and the sunset is blue. -Wang Wei's "Send the Teacher to Songshan"
Explanation: Waterfalls often bring rain, and the sunset is about to set.
13, the mangrove cicada is full of sunset, and the white heads send each other twice. -Yuan Zhen's "Send Lu Jian"
Commentary: cicadas sing around trees, and white-haired people are even more sad when they say goodbye.
14, the east wind is steep and the leaves are shining in the sunset. -Lu Guimeng's "Jingkou"
Commentary: Dongfeng Zhike is about to sail and sail, and the fallen leaves reflect the sky in the sunset.
15, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses, sunset, heartbroken people at the end of the world. -Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
Description: small bridges and flowing water. The ancient road is thin and thin, and the sun sets. People who miss it don't know where it is yet.
Ancient poems:
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Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses.
When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
Appreciation: "withered, old, faint, ancient and thin, the next sentence will make you feel very worried, and you can't be yourself in one sentence." As for the article, it can make people cry. The most unique thing is to write the word' thin' in front of the horse. The beauty is that you want to write about people's thinness instead of people. By writing about the thinness of horses, you can see their thinness and their poverty. The hardships of the journey. The hardships of pursuing fame and profit. Reading makes people feel bitter, and singing makes people feel more sad. People who watch this song without tears don't know what it means.
2. Memories of Time Past
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A few years ago, I once traveled to Wuyue, singing beautiful moonlight all over the building in the middle of the night.
In front of the tree, there is a light on the tree, such as day, and you can't forget the spring and autumn in the beauty group.
The young man sitting in the seat is called Wuji, and the beautiful girl is called Mochow.
Today, the encounter with troubled times has become a dream, and the sun is setting, watching the river flow.
Appreciation: The whole poem begins with "the past years", and the first six sentences closely follow the word "memory", depicting the prosperous scene of the past. The end of the couplet, falling, set off waves, became the voice of change, and produced infinite feelings. Because the first six sentences are colorful, it is easy to give people the illusion: it seems that Wei Zhuang is reminiscing about the luxurious life of Hao You, an aristocrat in Chang 'an. In fact, Wei Zhuang was born in a broken family. At that time, he was not qualified to enter the upper class described in the poem. This poem hints at the criticism of the upper ruling class's drunkenness and extravagance, and expresses his sigh about the danger of the country. Just because of the gorgeous language, the whole poem is covered with a layer of pink gauze. At first glance, it is difficult to observe seclusion, but it is meaningful to savor it carefully.