Poetry about sunset and sunrise

1. What are the beautiful poems describing "Chaoyang" and "Yu Hui"?

Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan

Sunrise flies in the city, and crows fight for the morning branches.

Why are you alone today, with your hair spread out and your feathers cheerful?

Is nothing more than envy of the recent height, three feet jealous of your illness?

Nothing, hungry and crying, walking on the road, people who are greedy for fresh meat are injured?

Qiao Xiao's single foot is very thin, so he can only cross it with his mouth down.

Also look up at the pillars to prevent birds.

The left and right purlins are as sharp as knives, and you must not lose power.

I have no toes, I hesitate to avoid, trying to fly low and escape from the future.

2. Send Wang Shimin to Beijing.

Ming dynasty: determination of boundaries

On the Zuhe River, it is difficult to leave feelings.

It is worthwhile to forgive each other.

On the grass beside the green river, Jia Maisheng lives in the same market.

I'm going to Beijing today, and I'm glad there's a thoroughfare.

The crown covers the intersection, and even the wall looks good.

Keep chastity and exercise, and be willing to wait for ordinary people to be stupid.

Ming Festival is precious with love, and Hong Tao wants fish.

The material is still shot, as Chen Gang did.

It used to be an order, but the exhibition turned to cherish all places.

The fire is rising in the morning, and the heart is in Wan Li.

Nugong worshipped Lingde, and Shi Ze stayed in his hometown.

At the top of Helan Mountain, snow shadows hit the clouds.

You can't write a song to say goodbye.

After crashing into the building, it was generous and embarrassing.

3. Partridge Sky (the second rhyme is the completion of Chaoyang Pavilion on the wall of Li's political participation)

Song Dynasty: Wei Liaoweng

The moon stars are rare. There are cigarettes for sale at sunrise, and it's cool in Guang Xiao. Tian Dong supports Mu San thousands of feet, Dan Xin Chang Xu. North of Zhan, Yang of Luo. Buy flowers and move bamboo. Nine Middle Schools _ Open the ecliptic, don't believe in low-lying temples cream.

4. Listen to neighbors singing in the evening

Song: Mei

After a sleepless night, the neighbor's songs are rare.

Imagine your lips moving like a beam.

Laugh when you are wrong and eavesdrop on clothes.

The song of dressing is over, the window is bright and the moon is bright.

5. Monks can really be attributed to Fan Suzhou.

Song: Mei

Go to Gusutai, Yunhe pays for the machine.

Wild policy poured cold water, Shan Tong protective clothing.

The pine door is left, and the bamboo hat is shining.

Who loves shanju? Your surname is Wei.

6. Visit the West Lake with Sun San in the evening.

Song: Mei

Before it rains, the cool wind enters the clothes first.

The sky suddenly opened, and the red sun was still shining.

Butterflies gather together, Qi Fei the Dragonfly.

Laughing and slapping, I don't know the evening, and I will return in the middle of the month.

2. The beautiful poem describing the sunrise and sunset is sitting in front of the window, and the sunshine is blurred through the gauze. Looking up, I saw the beautiful sunset, and my eyes were full of light. Inadvertently, the sunset silently recorded our bits and pieces, and with its sharp light, carved the missing memories in our lives in the sky to fill the gaps.

The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, and the pink clouds were reflected on the river, and the whole river was completely new. At this moment, the horizon is like a raging fire.

The sun put away its dazzling light and turned into a golden ball. The clouds around it are more colorful, sometimes like puppies, sometimes like birds, sometimes like peach blossoms ... The towering mountains in the distance seem to be coated with gold powder under the setting sun, which is particularly magnificent.

Looking up, the sunset has covered half of my face, so fast. Unconsciously, there is only one edge left in the sunset, and after a while, there is only one crack left in the sunset. I was afraid that it would completely fall in the blink of an eye, so I forced my eyes to keep this last-minute beauty. However, the sunset seems to be deliberately making things difficult for me, but it just disappears without a trace in the blink of an eye. But there is still the afterglow of the sunset on the hillside. It was a long time before the crimson sunset completely disappeared. The earth suddenly darkened. At this point, I seem to have lost something, and my heart rises with inexplicable melancholy.

About the rising sun and the setting sun visiting the palace at night, the sun shines under the leaves.

Zhou Bangyan

The setting sun under the leaves shines on the water, rolling light waves and sinking thousands of miles. The sour wind on the bridge hits the eyes. Standing for a long time, watching the dusk and lighting up the city. At the bottom of the cold window of the ancient house, listen to a few pieces, and the well is flying. Don't fall in love with single. Who knows, for Xiao Niang, a book is a piece of paper.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Old vines, old trees, faint crows

Small bridges and flowing water.

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

"The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, and the long river sets the yen"-Wang Wei

"When the sun goes down, I can't help it, and I'm familiar with Yan. Small garden fragrance path wandering alone. "

-Yan Shu