The poem about nocturnal string songs is 1. What are the poems about the night?
1. Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao, the fisherman's lofty sentiments, met with clouds and mist.
"When the sky meets clouds and smoke, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance."
Original text:
When the sky meets the clouds, the Milky Way wants to turn to Qian Fan dance. As if the dream soul belonged to the emperor. Smell the sky and ask me where I belong.
I report the long night and study poetry. There are amazing sentences. 90,000 Li Fengpeng is a positive move. Let the wind calm down and the ship will blow away the three mountains!
2. Tang Dynasty: Li Hemengtian
"The old rabbit is crying, and the cloud floor is half open."
Original text:
It's very sad, the old rabbit and the old toad are moaning in a low voice, the moonlight is off, and the cloud floor and cloud house are pale.
The jade wheel rolled with dew and wet the surrounding light and shadow. Mo Yan in Guihua Lane once met the fairy of Lu 'an-E.
Looking at the three sacred mountains under the vast sea, things are changing like horses.
Looking at China's nine points and nine points, the water in Na Pianhai is as shallow as pouring out of a cup.
3. Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry, Tian Rongshui, Beautiful West Lake"
"The sky is full of water and the West Lake is good, and the clouds are light and new."
Original text:
The sky is high and the West Lake is good, and everything in the clouds is fresh. Seagulls and herons should be used to listening to orchestral music while sleeping.
The wind is clear and the moon is white, and the night is suitable. Whoever envies Luan is a fairy on board.
4. Song: Yan Dao Ji's "Yu Meiren Qu Gan Tian Ru Shui"
"It seems that the water outside the song dynasty. I leaned on it last night. "
Original text:
The railings in the corridor are winding, and the sky is as clear and blue as water. Last night, I leaned against the railing. People make the moon more round than the wedding day, and think that the full moon will be reunited. So I lean here every day, hoping my lover can come back to me soon.
Although that exquisite dress has been worn out, the past is still the past, which makes me miss it. But I don't know the traveler outside, who changed his mind. Since spring, I have been too lazy to pluck the strings because of my sadness. And those two rows of sad tears shed because of sadness fell in front of the treasure.
5. Song: Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe Nostalgia"
"Blue sky, yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sunset water. "
Original text:
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water. The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
2. Poems about the night
Night berth near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
On a frosty night, Jiang Feng's fisherman is worried about sleeping.
Revisit the Temple of Yuzhi in Gusu.
Don Xu Hun
Yaochi is cold and hibiscus is shallow, and Qiongshu is windy and sparse.
Duwujiang
Dondum
When there are few people in the museum, the nights are longer, and the trees in Gusu City are far away.
The moon turned to Wu Bi, and the shadow of the magpie moved, revealing the moist fluorescence of the red grass.
Wuyue Huaigu
Tang Liyuan
Gusu lost, the clouds were colorless, and Fan Li swam freely.
Xia Feng blows the old city, and the moon shines on the trees and misses moths.
Send someone to visit Wu.
Don Du Xunhe
The night market is full of water chestnuts, and the boats in the river are full of exquisite silk.
Recalling you far away, when the moon is not sleeping, hearing the songs on the river will touch your homesickness.
(Meng Haoran)
The sunset passed through the mountains in the west, and the valley in Qian Shan was suddenly dark and quiet.
The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
(Du Fu)
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Foreign night
(Du Fu)
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
From a berth in Tonglu to a friend in Yangzhou
(Meng Haoran)
Monkeys whimper in the dark mountains, and the river rushes in the dark.
The wind on both sides of the strait rustled the branches and leaves, and the moonlight reflected on the river, a boat on a river.
One autumn night, I was listening to Qin Cheng's poems.
(Han Yi)
When the cold wind crawls under my mat, the exposed city walls turn pale with the autumn moon.
I saw a lone goose crossing the Milky Way, and I heard thousands of washing hammers on the rocks at night.
3. Poems about talking all night.
Write to my wife in the north on a rainy night.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
You asked me when I would go back, but I haven't set a date yet. At the moment, evening rain is falling, and the autumn rain is full of Hechi. When can I go back to my hometown, and we can talk while cutting candles under the west window? Then I'll be a guest in Bashan tonight and listen to the drizzle and tell you how lonely I am and how much I miss you!
Extended data:
This is a simple poem. The whole poem is like a poem, clear and fresh, without interest and allusions? There are no symbols. This is rare in Li Shangyin's poems. Most of his works are famous for their flowery rhetoric. This poem is just four sentences, but it is just an expression: you ask me when I will return, and I don't know when I will return.
At present, Bashan in the night is full of autumn rain, and the pond is full of autumn water. When can I cut candles at night under the west window and talk with you, and then talk about the rainy night today?
Generally speaking, modern poetry should avoid literal repetition. But in this poem, the author seems to deliberately repeat the phrase "late rain", and late rain has indeed become the most impressive image in the whole poem. This image appears twice in the poem, but it gives people a completely different feeling.
The first appearance of "Late Rain" in "Late Rain and Autumn Pond" is the poet's realistic background, pointing out the poet's time and space position at that time: autumn, rainy night, Bashan; It is also a portrayal of the poet's feelings of being a stranger in a foreign land. Bashan, which refers to Shu, was still an undeveloped "wasteland" in Li Shangyin's time.
The autumn rain is continuous, the autumn night is long, the lonely and desolate land, the sadness of the poet's life experience, the feeling of wandering, the feeling of missing, just like the rain in the evening, the autumn water in the pool, trickling down and overflowing my heart. At this point, the biting autumn wind and autumn rain seem to have soaked the back of the paper and cooled into the bone marrow. However, at this time, the poet changed his pen: "* * Why cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night."
A warm and romantic picture immediately replaced the bitter wind and rain. The "late rain" here is a faint memory in imagination-that foggy and cold autumn night seems to be just to set off the flickering red candle under the west window; The patter of rain on Bashan seems to be accompanied only by whispers.
The same evening rain suddenly became so affectionate and unforgettable. Maybe happiness is like this. It needs comparison and reflection. Can you present happiness to the greatest extent by comparing past misfortunes or sorrows? In a word that people often say now, it is "recalling bitter thoughts is sweet".
And Li Shangyin here, it is with his wife * * * in the west window when cutting candles, snuggling together to watch the rain. The poet wrote such a poem, in fact, looking at the happiness of that era at this time, because the rain in the evening has not changed from the background of reality to the background of memories. He just imagined and dreamed that in the near future, he could look at this time so happily.
But even if it is just a distant happiness, the poet has been immersed in some kind of happiness. Bashan in the night and autumn water in the pond are also painted with a layer of poetic beauty.
Sogou encyclopedia-rainy night notes for friends in the north
4. Poems about the night
Wang Wei, Song and Ban Jieyu's Sanyu window is full of fireflies, and the Golden Temple is full of voices. In the autumn night, watch Luo Wei, and the solitary lamp will never go out.
Li Bai's harmony song, Yuban complained that her jade steps were cold and dew, and the bottom of the silk was wet. She lingered there for so long. But what about looking at the water curtain of autumn moon light through crystal glass? .
On the moonlit night, the water god sang jathyapple Ming and the blue waves were empty.
The mountainous area in Liaodong, Li Shimin is covered with autumn smog at night, and the moon falls on half a cliff. Even the mountains are full of birds, and the caves are separated by apes.
Cui's harmony "Midnight Winter Song" is lonely, embracing the winter heart, but it is also embarrassing. The night is long and frequent, and the frost cuts the cold.
Xue Yao and singing, midnight winter songs, the wind bent the trees, frost withered the grass. May I ask whether the man on the moon is old?
At four o'clock in the midnight of Guo Heming's six songs, two brothels contain sunshine, and the green pool is full of wind. Give your child a concentric flower and be diligent.
Guo's harmony song "Four Six Midnights" and his two "Strangers" were all blown up. My heart is broken, you know.
Guo's Song of Harmony, Six Songs at Four o'clock in the Midnight and his two songs invited Huan to stand empty and look back at America frequently. When we come to collect Lingling again, the rivers will be closely connected.
Guo's Song of Harmony, Six Songs at 4: 00 Midnight, Curbing Cornus Capsule and Yanshou Chrysanthemum Wine. Take precautions against your son. Dan Xin doesn't exist.
Guo's harmony words, 4: 6 in the middle of the night, two in winter, cold in the Arctic and warm wind in the south. Tune the silk and compete for short songs, and caress the pillow for a long night.
Guo He sang four and a half songs in the middle of the night, two songs in winter, and two emeralds hung across the curtain, which were rolled up by two mandarin ducks. If you are not complacent, you will turn to the king's bed.
Lu Guimeng's Song of Harmony, Four Songs at Midnight, Haruka Mountain is connected with a screen of green feathers and grass is connected with a fireworks feast. Looking at Southern Yan, the beauty broke the news.
Lu Guimeng's "Song of Harmony" is composed of four songs. At four o'clock in the middle of the night, Shagelan's eyes are squint and Yinger's lips are old. Jinlong leaks, Yujing knocks on the ice early.
Lu Guimeng's Songs of Harmony, Four Songs at Midnight, The Cool Loneliness of Qiu Ge, The Weary Forest Blames the Wind and Rain. Sorrow listening to the winding weft singing is like talking to the soul.
Lu Guimeng and Hequ, four songs at four o'clock in the middle of the night, winter songs, cold lights in the south, empty in the north. Every year, I will be frosty.
Of Lu Guimeng's two ballads, there are hundreds of midnight songs, and midnight songs are the most pitiful. Generous voicing, voicing is natural.
Lu Guimeng's "Harmony Poem: A Midnight Song": Two pieces of silk and bamboo are voiced, and a fake musical instrument plays a clear sound. You don't understand the beauty of folk songs. Its voice expresses the singer's heart.
Lu Guimeng's Ode to Peace and Midnight Police Song: Two bowls of green wine and purple smoke. Who knows that the tone is bitter and cold, and * * * is like a snow string.
Lu Guimeng's Song of Peace and Midnight Police rely on love, but they are too shy to move forward. Zhu mouth sends colorful songs, and jade refers to delicate strings.
Nie Zhongyi's Song of Harmony: A hundred birds return to the branches, but Ugric is not alive. You should also know that I hate it, so I crow at the green window.
Shi Jianwu's Miscellaneous Songs: Selling Yui night with Fragrant Incense and Covering Acacia Cup with Dust. Lazy lying on the acacia pillow, worried about singing at night.
Nie Zage: I get up in the middle of the night, and I don't want to get up in the middle of the night. Peach blossoms stand in the moonlight with dewdrops.
Tian e's miscellaneous songs hurt the night alone, put out the candle and lie in the blue room. I'm afraid I'm sentimental about the moon. I'll take care of the bed.
In the south of the city, one spring night, the spring garden returned, and the bamboo hall invaded the night. Scared birds walk out of the forest, and the wind and flowers come over the water.
Ji Wang returns to Dongxi Stone Moss at night, which should be practical and easy to climb. Qingxi goes straight to Kaminooji, and returns by moonlight night song.
One autumn night, Wang Ji happily met the stone that went to Beitian for a picnic and came back after cutting the millet. It's worth flying at night when you meet a full moon.
Jude Wong plays the piano at night to promote the moon and plucks the strings at the white clouds. Never rhyme with mountains and rivers, never make a vulgar smell.
Yang Jiong sent Zhao Lian to attack at night, which was handed down from generation to generation. Send you back to your hometown in Zhaozhou tonight, leaving a bright moon in the sky, still shining on the river.
Song still lives at the foot of Songshan Mountain at night, so that she can clean up the old Shanwei. Introspection on the fountain stone, why not go home at night?
Wang Boshan sat in the wild room at night with his piano in his arms, delivering wine to his lover. Don't be like a family in spring.
Wang Bo's wild smoke rises at night, including Zhu Xi, and the mountains, rivers and the moon shine on Lin Qiu. Will also be scattered in the middle to play the infantry piano.
5. Poems describing people who come home at night
The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.
Author Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Vernacular translation
When dusk falls on the mountain, the farther the journey is, and the thatched cottage looks poorer in cold weather. Suddenly there was a dog barking outside Chai Men, and the family who stayed at home on a snowy night came back.
Extended data
This poem, with an extremely concise pen, depicts a picture of a cold mountain staying, a tourist staying at dusk and a snowman as the material. Poetry is written in chronological order. The first sentence is about the feeling of tourists traveling on the mountain road at dusk, the second sentence is about what they saw at the boarding house, and the last two sentences are about what they heard at the boarding house after nightfall. Each poem constitutes an independent picture and is interrelated. There are pictures in the poem, but the feelings are seen outside.
Lord of Furong Mountain on a Snowy Night is a five-character quatrain written by Liu Changqing, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem depicts a picture of returning home on a snowy night. The first two sentences, what the poet saw and felt in the mountain village. The last two sentences describe the poet after living in his master's house. The language of the whole poem is unpretentious, picturesque and simple and profound.
There have always been different opinions on the wording, sentence formation and artistic conception of this poem. On the surface, this poem looks like a word "Ming", but in fact it is concise, implicit and not revealing, "Love is in the scenery, things are in the scenery", but feelings are not directly expressed and things are unknown, which brings difficulties to interpretation, ambiguity and multiple explanations are inevitable.
6. Poems about the night
1, "Autumn Nightingale" [Tang] Wang Weigui was born with autumn dew, thin and not changing clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. When the moon first rises, the autumn dew is thin, so I wear a thin Luo coat and don't change into other clothes.
The long night was full of affection for Yinzheng, and I was afraid of being alone and couldn't bear to go into the house to sleep. 2, "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" [Tang] On a frosty night, Jiang Feng fished and slept.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. The moon sets, crows crow and the sky is cold. They sleep sadly on the maple trees and fishing fires by the river.
In the lonely and quiet Hanshan Ancient Temple outside Gusu City, the bell ringing at midnight reached the passenger ship. 3, "Night Book See" [Song] Ye Shaoweng Wu Luoye sent a cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moved the guests.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night. The rustling autumn wind blows the plane leaves, bringing chills, and the autumn wind blows from the river, making me miss my hometown when I am in a foreign land.
Several children at home are still playing cricket in high spirits! The light is still on in the dead of night, and I refuse to sleep. 4, "A note to friends in the north on a rainy night" [Tang] Li Shangyin asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. A night of heavy rain in Bashan filled the autumn pool.
When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late. 5, "Silent Night Thinking" [Tang] Li Bai, the foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The bright moonlight sprinkled on enough paper in front of the bed, as if the ground was covered with frost.
I couldn't help looking up at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that day, and I couldn't help but bow my head and think of my hometown in the distance.
7. Can Qiu's poems
Zhou Deyu Ye Hangbo.
The rustling leaves send the last autumn, and the lonely cold wave surges. I don't know where to anchor tonight, but the moon will lead a lonely boat.
Zhao Wei narrates "Three Poems in Tongzhou Palace"
Who will accompany Xie Gongyou first, and even come to the building on a monthly basis. Sit and watch the change of gold, and sing red medicine to Lao Qiu alone.
A Record of Han Yi's Mission to Jiangling Si Yuan.
Engaged in NSW and used to be a doctor in North Korea. Bamboo in Jiangcheng is waiting, and orange officials in Amber are helping. Wu Ye Lake in late autumn, rainy Sanjiang Road. Can make Shi En feel that Chu color and Wu Leng.
Shen Quanqi Tang Langzhong Luoyang Order
Push it to the best, and the three histories are being revised. You should kill the collection and leave fewer words. Under the scene of the suburban banquet, the pavilion passed on the old autumn. I am willing to spend my leisure time with string songs, and Lan Zhi wants to travel and grow old.
Li Zhonghai lost his brother in autumn.
Birds perch on trees at night, but tears flow on pillows. A thousand miles of dreams fascinate the old business, and a city breaks the last autumn. There is still a silent lamp between the windows, and there is still rustling rain outside the curtain. Lion will go with him sooner or later, so as not to stay in the border states.
Jong Li cried for his late master, Master Chen.
Ten years of solitary traces sent to Houmen, and entered the room to ascend. Travel around the suburbs of spring, drink the residual autumn moon and wait for the golden statue. It is difficult to report what you know seriously, and it is impossible to talk about it. Pei, who has been mourning for a long time, died on the Chuanjiang River, which is already the dusk of poplar.
Zhou He's Travel Situation
Yellow leaves fall frequently and get sick slowly. In the last autumn, fireflies came out, and geese came to the new night alone. Don't go a thousand miles, the old countryside is empty. I looked for it several times alone and got to know Yueyang people again.
In the evening, Meng Bin leans on the staff of autumn and sings a song about frequency. Wild geese in the west wind, ferrymen in the sunset. The grass is withering and the hills are gathering dust in Ye Ping. But looking for moss trails, the moon shines on the village neighbors.
8. Poems about the night
Except at night.
(Tang) Legu
It's a matter of sorrow and sorrow. Wan Li has been lovesick for one night.
Worried that the crow dies, you will see the spring breeze again.
New Year's Eve
Wen Tianxiang (Southern Song Dynasty)
Dry kunkong, years go to the church;
The end of the road is stormy, and the poor side is full of ice and snow.
Life disappears with the years, and the body is forgotten;
There is no dream of killing Sue. The night is still young and the lights are burning.
Guan Shanyue
Lipper
The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
The wind from thousands of miles is beating the battlements of Yumenguan.
The white lantern road is sweating, while the Tatar troops are walking in the blue waters of the bay.
The origin of the collection station was not returned.
Garrison in border towns. Thinking of home with longing eyes.
Those who are upstairs tonight are tossing and turning and sighing.
What you read in the night book
Ye Shaoweng (Song)
Wu leaves send cold, and the autumn wind on the river moves guests.
I know that children choose to promote weaving, and a lamp fell on the fence at night.
Seven Laws (Night Talk)
The performance is grand and sad, reflecting life and secularity.
There are songs and laughter, and beautiful paintings and new books.
Fake officials who like business, and worry about Du Fu's aversion to political floating.
Every night, different colors have been circulated for thousands of years, and everyone has painted hundreds of paintings in different ways.
Five laws (night talk)
Rivers, oceans, rain, snow and wind, flowers and trees, pavilions.
There are many mixed feelings.
A word hides mystery, and half a sentence tells the truth.
Bitter, bitter, sweet and sour things merge into classics.