Landscape poems: Lu Chai, Wang Wei, there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.
Back into the deep forest, shines back to me from the green moss. "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.
but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. "Birding Stream" Wang Wei people idle osmanthus, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
when the moon comes out, the birds startle the mountains, and when they sing in the spring stream. Zhu Li Guan Wang Wei leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.
too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. A night-mooring on the jiande river Meng Haoran while my little boat moves on its mooring of mist, and daylight wanes, old memories begin.
how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. "In the mountains" Wang Wei Jingxi white stone, cold and thin red leaves.
there is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. "Living in Autumn" After the new rain in Wang Weishan, stands autumnal in the evening.
moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. The bamboo forest is loud and clear, the laundry girl comes back, the lotus leaf jiggle want to go up and down the canoe.
and what does it matter that springtime has gone, while you are here, O Prince of Friends?. Meng Haoran, preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm.
we watch the green trees that circle your village, and the pale blue of outlying mountains. Open the window and face the valley vegetable garden, hand over the glass to chat about the crops.
wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time. "Drinking" Tao Yuanming build house is in the human environment, and there are no cars and horses.
when you ask him what he can do, you are far from self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
the weather is getting better every day, and the birds are returning. There is truth in this, and I have forgotten what I want to say. 2. Poems with mountains and rivers of the sun and the moon
are as follows:
1. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I only live in this mountain. (Song Su Shi, Title of Xilin Wall)
2. Castle Peak can't be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Song Xin Qiji, Book of Bodhisattva Man, Building a Mouth Wall in Jiangxi) < p Only Jingting Mountain. (Tang Li Bai. Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain)
5. the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. (Tang Li Bai. Guan Shanyue)
6. there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice. (Tang Wang Wei. Luchai)
7. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. (Tang. The other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. (Tang Du Fu. Looking at Yue)
9. mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. (Tang Wang Zhihuan. at heron lodge)
1. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. (Tang Liu Zongyuan. Jiang Xue) 3. Are there any poems about the sun and the moon?
Shan 1. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain. (Song. Su Shi. Title of Xilin Wall)
2. Castle Peak cannot be covered, after all, it flows eastward. (Song. Xin Qiji. Bodhisattva Man. Shujiang West Made a Mouth Wall)
3. Planting beans at the foot of the south mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Southern Song Dynasty. Tao Yuanming. "Returning to the Garden")
4. Never tire of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain. (Tang Li Bai. Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain)
5. the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. (Don Li Bai, Guan Shanyue)
6. there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice. (Don Wang Wei. Luchai)
7. though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. (Tang Du Fu, Spring Hope)
8. once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. (Tang Du Fu. Looking at Yue)
9. mountains cover the white sun, and oceans drain the golden river. (Don Wang Zhihuan, at heron lodge)
1. a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. (Tang. Liu Zongyuan. "Jiang Xue")
Month
1. In the Qin Dynasty, the moon was closed in the Han Dynasty, but the people of the Long March were not returned. (Don Wang Changling. The Embankment)
2. When the moon is out, the birds are startled, and when it is in the spring stream. (Tang Wang Wei. Bird-singing Stream)
3. too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. (Tang Wang Wei, Zhuli Pavilion)
4. When I was young, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Yupan. (Tang Li Bai. A Journey to the Moon by Gulang)
5. till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, to bring me my shadow and make us three. (Don Li Bai, drinking Alone with the Moon)
6. high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark. (Don Lu Lun. The Song of the Plug)
7. how wide the world was, how close the trees to heaven, and how clear in the water the nearness of the moon!. (Don Meng Haoran. a night-mooring on the jiande river)
8. lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home. (Tang Li Bai. Thoughts on a Quiet Night)
9. moonlight in its groves of pine, stones of crystal in its brooks. (Don Wang Wei, an autumn evening in the mountains)
1. When will there be a bright moon? Ask the sky about the wine. (Song. Su Shi. "Water Tune Song Tou")
Water:
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1. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the spring river. (Song Su Shi. "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong")
2. The spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water and loves to be fine and soft. (Song. Yang Wanli. Little Pond)
3. At sunrise, the river is more red than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Tang Bai Juyi. Memorizing Jiangnan)
4. Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, hearing the singing on Langjiang River. (Tang Liu Yuxi, Zhuzhi Ci)
5. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, and it is not as good as Wang Lun's. (Tang Li Bai. A Gift to Wang Lun)
6. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village. (Song. Lu You. A Tour of Shanxi Village)
7. Tianmen interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward back here. (Tang Li Bai. Looking at Tianmen Mountain)
8. White hair floats green water, and the red palm stirs clear waves. (don Luo Binwang. Ode to Goose)
9. What is the water like? What is the mountain island? (Han Cao Cao, Watching the Sea)
1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side! ("The Book of Songs")
Day: Laugh at night and wear a light basket around your waist.
when you are drunk and don't know how to fire, you are poor, which is like watching a flower year.
even wind is just like adjusting red dew, while warm day is only worrying about turning red frost.
where will the home mountain enter in the day, and the white elephant will be surrounded by the new autumn.
Poor Xili can't beat the sun, and she shines deep red as light red.
nothing lasts forever, but you only like to hide in the wall.
if the days are short and the days are long, they will be quiet, and the clouds will come and go without anger.
the legacy of the past is far away, and it's not my hometown to return after seven years.
far away from the canopy and hengmen, I will carry it with me at noon until the sun faints.
I swam in the North Sea with the wind for a few days and returned from Yangtze River Head. 4. Poems about the four seasons, mountains, rivers, the sun and the moon, and the four wonders of the lake
Time: Song Author: Han Wei
Lace herons stand in the red clouds, and people walk in the trees.
in the hot summer, I know what to avoid, and my whole family moved to Guanghan Palace.
-Spring
and the Four Wonders of Wandering the Lake
Time: Song Author: Han Wei
The newly-built painting boat is a water-breaking dike, and the sadness is sharp and the rhyme is uneven.
it's not a time to sing the wind and scream about the moon every year.
-Summer
and the Four Wonders of Wandering the Lake
Time: Song Author: Han Wei
When the load fails, the water flows west, and the eyes are clear and the boat is easy to set.
fortunately, it is more sad to have a master who frequently predicts the day, but willing to be with the common people.
-Autumn
and the Four Wonders of Wandering in the Lake
Time: Song Author: Han Wei
The ice-scattered jade ke is slightly warmed, and the plum contains gold powder, which is ingenious and new.
Taoist priests, regardless of the year of dying of the light, are eager to write poems and wait for people.
-Winter
Song of the Year
Time: Ming Author: Tang Yin
36 days a year, 9 days in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
winter is cold and summer is hot, and cold is as hot as a knife.
Sanqiu No.9 is mild in spring, with mild weather and many storms.
there are few beautiful days in a year, and there are no beautiful scenery.
the beautiful scenery is beautiful, and it is pleasant and enjoyable.
if you don't burn high candles to shine on fragrant bottles, you are also born in vain.
The ancients did this. They advised people to travel by candlelight at night.
spring night is worth a thousand dollars a minute, which I can't buy back.
-Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter
Mountain Sheep Tongguan Nostalgia
Zhang Yanghao
The mountains and peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road, looking to the west, which means a miracle.
In the Qin and Han Dynasties, thousands of palaces and palaces were made of earth. Xing, the people suffer and die, and the people suffer.
-Mountains and rivers
Moon and Moon
Time: Song Author: Shao Yong
The moon stars are rare, and the sunrise and the moon are also small.
there is no Zhong Ni without holes.
-Sun and Moon 5. Poems about flowers, birds, fish, insects, sun, moon and stars, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, plum blossoms, bamboos and chrysanthemums, storms and thunder and lightning
Poems with flowers 1. Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's.
(Li Bai's "To Wang Lun") 2. Swallows don't return to spring late, and a misty rain makes apricot flowers cold. (Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion) 3 is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
(Cen Can's a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home) 4. When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. (Wang Wei's Birding Stream) 5. Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water of Luhua.
(Sikong Shu's "Jiang Cun Yi Shi") 6. The scattered plum blossoms are too residual, and the old garden is home for the New Year. (Li Pin's "Seeing Friends Off at the Lake Mouth") 7. wait till the Mountain Holiday, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time.
(Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old Man's Village") 8. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of the duck in the spring river. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene") 9. In April, the south wind turned yellow, and the jujube flowers did not fall in the shade.
(a Farewell to My Friend Chen Zhangfu by Li Qi) 1. The pear flower courtyard is full of moon, and the catkin pond is faint with wind. (Yan Shu's "Moral") 11. On the way down Linping Mountain in May, countless lotus flowers filled Tingzhou.
(Dao Qian's "Linping Road Middle") 12. The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the next day, and the lotus flowers are different in color when reflected in the sun. (Yang Wanli's "Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang") 13. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep lane sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.
(Lu You's "The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an") 14. No one saw plum blossoms in the bamboo, and they blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "In addition to the night, the stone returns to the lake and the stream") 15. The reeds are everywhere and I am old, and whoever flies home will fly.
(Wen Tianxiang's "Jinling Post") 16. On the Double Ninth Festival, I am coming again in chrysanthemum time Meng Haoran's "Crossing the Old People's Village" 19. The flowers are getting more and more attractive, and the shallow grass can have no horseshoe. Bai Juyi's poem "Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake" with birds is still there, and people are not surprised to come to the birds. -"Painting" startled the birds in the moon and sounded in the spring stream.
—— The Bird's Singing Stream by Tang Wang Wei, a hundred mountains and no bird, a thousand paths without a footprint. -Tang Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds stay in the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door.
—— Tang Jia Dao's "On Li Ning's Living in a Seclusion", where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning.
(Tao Yuanming: Drinking) I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds. (Hao Haoran: "Spring Dawn") Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone.
(Li Bai: Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain) The rain was raining in the river, and the birds were crying in the air in the Six Dynasties. -Don Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" The grass has fallen without flowers, and the birds are singing all the way in Chunshan.
—— Improvisation in Spring by Li Hua, here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. -Don Chang Jian a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..
—— Looking at Yue by Tang Du Fu, grey heads may grieve for a fallen flower, or blue clouds envy a lilting bird. -Don Cen Can, a message to censor du fu at his office in the left court, birds flock and sing when the wind is warm, flower-shadows climb when the sun is high.
-don Du Xunhe's poem "Complaining about the Spring Palace" with worms. Who is the master? Red dragonfly with green mantis. -Song Le Leifa's "Walking in the Village Road in Autumn" tonight, I know that the spring is warm and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.
-don Liu Fangping's moonlit night shows that birds are in urgent need of habitat, and there are more yin insects at night. -"Looking at the Evening in the Autumn Suburb" Don Ma Dai, if the autumn insects don't go, what does the dusk bird mean?
-"Get rid of the shelf" Tang Du Fu's empty steps are white and dew, and a hundred herbs are cold and insects are singing. -"Nagato's resentment" Tang. Wu Shaowei's poem with rain is green and green, and there is no need to return to the slanting wind and drizzle.-Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Song" is wet with clothes, and the face is not cold.
-"Jueju" by Zhinan monk Weicheng is light and dusty in the morning rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi" Four hundred and eighty temples in the southern dynasties, many towers are misty and rainy.
-Du Mu's "Poem of Jiangnan Spring" lies listening to the wind and rain at night, and the Tiema Glacier dreams. -Lu You's "The Storm on November 4th" is a good time to know the rain, when spring happens.
-Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" has seven or eight stars beyond the sky, and two or three points rain before the mountain-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-------Du Mu's Qingming Festival is beautiful when the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake, the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and the life experience is ups and downs.-Wen Tianxiang's Crossing Lingdingyang, after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening-(Wang Wei: "Mountain Living in Autumn") There is no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes are wet-(Wang Wei:)
-Qing? Zhu Fengxiang's "Poems in the Village" came from afar, leaving me a pair of carp. -Han Ming's "Drinking Horses in the Great Wall Cave" Egrets fly in front of the Cisai Mountain, and peach blossoms are flowing and mandarin fish are fat.
-song? Zhang Zhihe's "Fisherman's Song" was full of tides and rivers overnight, and perch entered the pond at dawn. —— Yuan Songxi's "That's the Thing" fish plays a new role, birds scatter and flowers fall.
—— You Dongtian by Qi Xie Tiao in the Southern Dynasties, a river-going person who loves the beauty of perch. Look at the poor fishermen, bobbing up and down in the big waves, swaying in a small boat.
Fan Zhongyan's poem "Fisherman on the River" with the words of the sun and the moon, if it comes out of it.-Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" ...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets.-Wang Wan's "a mooring under north fort hill" often remembers the sunset at the Xiting, intoxicated and I don't know where to go.-Li Qingzhao's "Like a Dream" but I look toward home, and twilight grows dark with a mist of grief on the river waves. It is said that the cock crows and the sun rises.------Wang Anshi's "Climbing the Flying Peak" The desert is lonely and the long river sets the yen.----Wang Wei's "Make it to the fortress" has been sad and lonely since ancient times, and I say that autumn is better than spring.----Liu Yuxi's "Autumn Ci" is full of sorrow and slanting day, and the whip is pointing to the end of the world. The long smoke and the setting sun shut the city.-Fan Zhongyan's The Fisherman's Pride, these beautiful days here in Xiangyang, make drunken my old mountain heart!.-Wang Wei's Overlooking the Hanjiang River, a poem with a moon, Thinking of a Quiet Night, Li Bai, so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
The Jade Clan, Tang Li Bai, her jade-white staircase is cold with dew, her silk soles are wet, she lingered there so long. Back to the room to put down the crystal curtain, still separated the curtain looking at the exquisite moon.
The 13th Song of Autumn Pu Tang Li Bai's Lushui is pure and plain, and the moon is bright.