1. Poems about entering the ambush
Poems about entering the ambush 1. I am looking for a few poems describing the first ambush, and I want ancient poems.
"Early Summer" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty Quatrains": The reds and purples have turned into dust, and the sound of cuckoos makes summer new. "A Date" by Zhao Shixiu of the Song Dynasty: "It rains every house during the yellow plum season, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. The breeze breaks the summer heat for three days. Wang Hui's "Crossing the Shagou" Shop》The old orioles and young ones grow up in the wind, and the plums are fattened by the rain. The beautiful trees are clear and round at noon: a good name for the tree. This poem describing summer means: The young orioles have grown up in the gentle wind, and the abundant rain has fattened the plums. At noon, A cool round shade is formed under the tree. Song Dynasty Zhou Bangyan's "The Fragrance of the Courtyard·Summer Scene" After the rain, the lotus flowers fill the courtyard with fragrance, plum blossoms and floating melons sink in the ice and snow, plum blossoms and floating melons sink: melons and fruits are immersed in the cold water. Song Dynasty· Li Chongyuan's "Recalling Wangsun·Xia Ci" Meng Xia in the south of the Yangtze River, the bamboo shoots are like Bamboo. The mirage is the pavilion, and the frogs are making orchestra. Meng Xia: early summer, refers to the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Cizhu: the name of the bamboo, also known as Zimu Bamboo. Ru Bian: It's like arranging it. Mirage: The ancients thought that a mirage (big clam) could blow into the air to create a false view of the pavilion. In fact, it is a phantom in which light passes through the air of different densities and is refracted to show the distant view in the air. It is also called a mirage. .Orchestral: describes the frog's chirping as if playing music. "Meng Xia" by Jia Yan of the Tang Dynasty, the sky is clear like rain, and the forest is blocked by the sun. The summer is cold. Hang up a rain curtain on a sunny day. Linluo sentence: The wisteria twines in the forest and blocks the sun, making people feel cool in midsummer. Tang Fang Qian's "Above Baoen Temple" The green trees are dense and the summer is long, and the tower is reflected in the pond .The crystal curtains are moving in the breeze, and the shelves are full of roses. The fragrant crystal curtains in a courtyard: describe the reflection of the tower reflected in the water as crystal clear as a crystal curtain. Gao Pian of the Tang Dynasty, "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion" The small pond is retreating from the summer heat, and the tall trees are early cool. Return to the Tang Dynasty, Shen Quanqi's "Summer Evening in Zhi Province" The bitter nights in midsummer are short, open the pavilion to enjoy the slight coolness: the window. Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Sigh of Summer Nights" The green shade makes the day quiet, and the solitary flower represents the remnant of spring: a single flower. Spring remnants: the remaining scenes of spring, it is already early summer. In Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty, "You Kaiyuan Jingshe", April is summer, and June is summer. The meaning of this poem describing summer is: April enters summer, and June arrives. Summer days. "The Book of Songs·Xiaoya·April" Mengxia's grass and trees grow long, and the trees around the house are sparse. Mengxia: the first month of summer, April of the lunar calendar. Fushu: the appearance of lush branches and leaves. "Reading the Classic of Mountains and Seas" by Tao Yuanming of Jin Dynasty is still in the first summer Qinghe, the fragrant grass has not stopped. The first summer: Mengxia, the fourth month of the lunar calendar. Rest: prosperity and decline. Southern Song Dynasty Xie Lingyun's "Traveling to the Akaishi into the Sailing Sea" The beautiful sceneries are in the spring, and the clear clouds are clear. The first spring of summer: late spring .Summer: Early Summer. Wang Sengru, Liang of the Southern Dynasties, "Serving Banquet"
2. Poems describing the Dog Days
Poems describing the Dog Days:
< p> The sun's disk does not go away at noon, and all the nations are like in a torrential furnace. ——Wang Hub's "Bitter Heat"The green trees are thick and the summer is long, and the towers are reflected in the pond. ——Gao Pian's " "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion"
Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees - Wang Wei's "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang"
Why regret when the flowers are gone, the summer trees are overcast. Gentle and pleasant. ——Qin Guan's "Odd Titles on a Dark Day in March"
A song on the Qingjiang River embraces the village, and everything in the village on the Changxia River is quiet. —— Du Fu's "Jiangcun"
The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the roof to enjoy the slight coolness. —— Du Fu's "Summer Night Sigh"
The night heat is still the same as the noon heat, and the moon is bright when I open the door. ——Yang Wanli's "Chasing the Cold on a Summer Night"
A poem about three nine days:
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. —— Cen Shen's "Bai Xue Ge Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
Snow falls one after another at the camp gate, and the red flags are blown by the wind but are frozen. —— Cen Shen's "Song of White Snow Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"
At dusk, the mountains are far away, the weather is cold and the white house is poor. ——Liu Changqing, "The Master of Furong Mountain Stays in the Snow"
Qinghai's snow-capped mountains are covered by long clouds, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance. ——Wang Changling's "Seven Poems on Marching into the Army·Part 4"
The wind and the snow are breaking, and the dreams of the hometown are shattered. —— Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc: A Journey in the Mountain"
If you don't see it, the horse and river are walking by the snowy seaside, and the flat sand is vast and yellow. —— Cen Shen's "Walking across the River to Send Off the Army to the Western Expedition"
3. Poems of the Two Dog Days
"Listening to Zhaohua Playing the Flute at Jin Qing's Family in the Great Summer Water Pavilion" Song Huang Courtyard Jian Qi The bamboo can chant the dragon under the water, and the beautiful woman should be in the moonlight.
When is it time to wash away the heat of the autumn sky and scatter the fallen leaves in the frosty sky? "The Great Heat in June of Yiwei" in the Song Dynasty, Fang Hui divides the four seasons of the sky equally, and the most bitter one is the scorching heat.
I must have no desires, and I can’t help myself. And when it comes to Min Yu, who knows how to hide the ice?
Human power returns to the original creation, which is the basis for life. "The Great Heat on the Night of June 18th" Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty, the old willow trees and cicadas were noisy, and the deserted courtyard was shining brightly.
Human feelings are in the bitter heat, but things are already shocked by autumn. I bathe in the cold water under the moon and comb my white hair in front of the wind.
How to pay homage to the duke in the middle of the night? "Shu Xia" Tang Bai Juyi said: "Why did Tang Bai Juyi get rid of the summer heat and live in a courtyard?"
There is nothing growing in front of me, but there is a breeze under the window. The heat dissipates due to the calmness of the mind, and the coolness causes the room to become empty.
At this time, I am content with myself, and it is difficult to be like others. "Shui Diao Ge Tou·Great Heat" Liu Chenweng of Song Dynasty has middle qi in heaven and earth, and the first one is Zhongyuan.
On the seventh day of the new autumn, the moon rises in the Hehan bullfighting room.
It was your first visit, as if you saw the rivers and mountains in Zhongzhou, with green hair and beautiful face.
The stems reveal a glass of wine, clear and auspicious to the world. The great heat has receded, the interior is dim and colorful, and the clouds are speckled.
The Three Rens and Three Armors are as thick as a mountain. From then on, the five winds and ten rains will last for three years and one day, and the lions will sleep in a sweet sleep to suppress the beasts.
I danced to wish him longevity, but failed to wish him back.
4. What are the ancient poems about "dog days, entering the dog days"
"Huanxisha·Fuyu and cold weather"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xing Virtue
It's rainy and cold in the morning, and I'm very sad. How can I walk next to the apricot blossoms? Last year's high picking bucket was light.
My sleeves are purple in the furnace smoke, and my shirt is green when I drink wine. Where in the world can you ask for affection?
. Just as it is suitable for illness, lock the window and smoke the embroidered clothes.
The thrush bothers the female companion, and the wandering oriole calls. After trying to open the dowry for a long time, I felt disgusted with how delicate it was.
"Two Poems of the Qingming Festival"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
When the dynasty comes, new fires and new smoke rise, and the spring scenery of the lake clears the passenger ships.
He is content with embroidered feathers and flowers, but I have no chance of a beauty riding a bamboo.
It’s hard to end the Hu boy, and the Chu girl’s waist is also pitiful.
The old place of Dingwang City is no longer there, but Jia Fu’s well is still there.
In reality, he borrowed money from Yan Jun to sell divination.
Zhongding Mountain and Forest have different natures, and my year is filled with thick rice and coarse rice.
"Qingming Part 2"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
This body is wandering in the bitter west and east, and his right arm is withered and half deaf.
In the silence of the boat, both of us shed tears, lying on our pillows in the empty space on the left side of the book.
After ten years of cuju, the young will be far away, and the customs of swinging are the same for thousands of miles.
Traveling geese climb up the clouds and return to the purple plug, and the family drills the fire with the green maple.
In the fireworks in the pavilions of Qincheng, the Han Dynasty is surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers.
When spring comes, the cave is vast, and the white apple is worried about killing the white-headed old man.
"Eight Poems of Autumn"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The sun sets in the isolated city of Kui Mansion, and every time I look at Beijing with the help of the Big Dipper.
After hearing the ape shed three real tears, he was entrusted to follow the eighty-eight-year-old man.
The incense burner in the painting is hidden in the pillow, and the pink battlements of the mountain tower are hidden in sadness.
Please look at the wisteria moon on the stone and the reed flowers in front of the island.
5. What are the poems about "retracting the heart"
"An Gongzi·Fengyuchu Jingshe"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
Economic society is at the beginning of the storm. There is a hint of spring in Zigui's voice. The most ruthless thing is that everything is scattered and there is only one rose. What's more, I am haggard and haggard under the quiet window this year. People are all strange, poetry and wine are worthless. Read the scriptures toward the medicine stove and forget about the orioles, windows and willows. Everything is settled. The traces of powder are still on Xiang Luopa. Hating the moon and worrying about the flowers, fighting for faith in the Tao, that’s all for now. Recalling his previous life, he met Zhang Taima. Because it comes by itself, it is forbidden to be afraid of the heart. Even if we sing and drink together, we still talk about the old Kyoto dialect.
"Pin Die'er·Chewing wax and dusty love"
Era: Yuan Author: Ji Yi
Chewing wax and dusty love is indifferent and tasteless. Selling a building is a child's play. Seen as empty, ignorant, and experienced in a dream. There is nothing left to be done, and the organization is in trouble. After the province, everyone took a break and looked for a long-term solution. Then calm down and get rid of the hypocrisy. Far away from the cage, donating common things, the cave is full of joy. Jieyun nunnery faces the west mountain and ten thousand peaks.
"Spring Day"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
My life has been full of beauty, but my later life is different from the world.
The withered body is thinning itself out, who is fattening the fertile field soil?
"The Sapphire Case: The style has been reduced over the years"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Hao
The style has been reduced over the years. No matter how hard it is, wait and see. I just hate that the immortal stopped painting Ge. Holding wine in the snow, beauties often appear, and the cherries are lightly broken. Who in Qingge promises Yangchun harmony? Quietly, the clouds pass by in the distance. Liang Chen was shocked. There is a warbling sound, spring is approaching in my hometown, do you still know the peaches and plums?
"Love Embroidered Quilt"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Lu You
After the rain breaks, the western mountains are illuminated at night. There is no one around, and the dreams are frightening. It has been said for a long time, but now, it really works. The distant mountains have been painted without intention, and the small buildings are empty and covered with embroidered screens. You are crying early, so be careful, while Liu Lang and your temples are still young.
"Xijiang Moon·Advancing the road must rely on sincerity"
Era: Yuan Author: Yin Zhiping
Advancing the road must rely on sincerity, be careful not to wander wildly . Listen to my hard words to persuade others to follow suit. Don't wait for the good news. Green hair and beautiful face are easy to change, but youth is hard to retain. Fighting is like quickly realizing and turning back. Recognize good advice and inducements.
6. Poems about Ming Dynasty
1. "Thoughts on a Quiet Night" by Li Bai There is a bright moonlight in front of the bed, and it is suspected to be frost on the ground.
Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown. 2. "Resentment on the Jade Steps" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty White dew grows on the jade steps, which invades the stockings for a long time at night.
But under the crystal curtain, look at the autumn moon exquisitely. 3. "The Thirteenth Song of Qiupu" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The water in Lu is clear and the moon is clear, and the moon is clear and the egrets are flying.
The man listened to the girl picking water chestnuts and returned home with a night song. 4. "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.
Raise your glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me.
For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring. My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.
They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
5. "Moon over Guanshan" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass.
Han descended to Baideng Road, and Hu glanced at Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrisonmen looked at the side with sad faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
6. "Asking the Moon with Wine" Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty When will the moon come in the blue sky, I will stop drinking and ask: People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon follows people when it moves? As bright as a flying mirror, it comes to Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance? But seeing the night coming from the sea, would Ning know if Xiang Yunjian is there? The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people. People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and it is the same when they look at the bright moon.
I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking. 7. "Staying on the Jiande River" Tang Meng Haoran moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival.
The sky is low in the wilderness, and the trees are low, and the clear moon on the river is close to the people. 8. "Moon" by Xue Tao of Tang Dynasty.
The thin shadow will become round, where can you see it in the world? 9. "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan" by Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty. The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.
When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
10. "Remembering My Brother-in-law on a Moonlit Night" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty. The drums cut off the pedestrians, and the sound of wild geese is heard in the autumn. The dew is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown.
My brothers are all scattered, and I have no family to ask about life and death. The letter sent was not delivered, but the troops were not suspended.
11. "Autumn Dwelling in the Mountains" by Tang Wangwei After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
12. "Travel and Accommodation" by Tang Dumu There is no good companion in the hotel, and the love will be quiet. The cold lamp reminds me of old things, and the broken goose alarms melancholy to sleep.
The distant dream returns to invade the dawn, and the letter from home arrives the following year. There is a beautiful moonlit sky in Cangjiang River, and the door is a fishing boat.
13. "An Old Friend Sends Tea" by Cao Ye of the Tang Dynasty. There are nine Chinese figures outside the sword, and the title is Jade Capital. When it opens, there is a slight moonlight, and the sound of springs is heard everywhere.
The monk arrived in the middle of the night, singing alone and cooking to the moon. Bichenxia's feet are broken, and the fragrance is light and milky.
The six organs have gone to sleep and the mind has gone away, and I can think clearly after several poems. I didn't dare to spend more than a month, so I left my elbow to write books.
14. "Ode to the Dusk River" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. It's a pity that on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
15. "Frost Moon" Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty When I first heard that the geese were flying, there were no cicadas anymore, and the water on the hundred-foot tower reached the sky. The young girl Su'e can withstand the cold, and she fights with Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the moon.
16. "Manxing" a poem by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty. The moon on the river is only a few feet away, and the wind lantern illuminates the night for the third watch. The herons at the head of the beach are silent, and the fish are jumping at the stern and making a sound.
17 "Mooring in Qinhuai" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty. The smoke cage is cold, the moon is caged in the sand, and the Qinhuai River is close to the restaurant at night. The merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country's subjugation, but she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river.
18. "Night Mooring at Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty. The moon is setting, crows are crying, and the sky is filled with frost. Jiang Feng, the fisherman, sleeps in sorrow. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang for the passenger ship at midnight.
19. "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night" by Tang Li Ye When people leave, they are speechless and the moon is silent, but when the moon shines, people are sentimental. After farewell, I miss you like the moon, and the water in the clouds reaches the city.
20. "Reflections on Jianglou" by Zhao Gu of the Tang Dynasty. I went up to Jianglou alone to think of silence, the moonlight was like water and the water was like sky. Where are the people who came to play on the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year.
21. "Looking at the Moon on the Fifteenth Night" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty. Crows roost on the white trees in the courtyard, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently. Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn? 22. "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" by Zhang Ruoxu of the Tang Dynasty The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide.
Where is the spring river without the moonlight? The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. Frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, and the white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.
The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.
I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.
Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.
At this time, we are looking at each other but not hearing each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I wonder how many people will return by the moon? Falling flowers are shaking the trees in the river.
23. "Shengchazi" Tang Niu Xiji The crescent moon is as curved as an eyebrow, but there is no reunion. Hong Dou couldn't bear to look at it, her eyes were filled with tears of lovesickness.
Chopping peach flesh all day long, Ren'er is in my heart. Two wallflowers will get married sooner or later.
24. "The Order of Ridicule" by Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty. Biancao, Biancao, Biancao comes to the old soldiers.
The snow is clear in the south and north of the mountain, and the moon is bright thousands of miles away.
The bright moon, the bright moon, the Hujia screams with sorrow. 25. "Bodhisattva Man" by Feng Yansi of the Tang Dynasty. Plum blossoms blow into someone's flute, and the clouds move in the sky in the middle of the night.
I can't sleep peacefully, and the people of Guanshan have not returned. The sound is full of resentment, the clouds are broken and the moon is clear and frosty.
Under the shadow of the moon, the curtains are heavy, and the eaves are covered with flowers in the breeze. 26. "Happy Meeting" by Li Yu of the Tang Dynasty. Speechless, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard.
Constant cutting and confusion are the sorrow of separation, and there is no ordinary feeling in the heart. 27. "Mid-Autumn Moon" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The dusk clouds have gathered up and overflowed with the clear cold, and the silver man turned the jade plate silently.
This life and this night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year? 28. "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine.
I don’t know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid it's too cold in the high places.
Dance and clear the shadow, how does it feel like you are in the human world! Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, look down at the Qihu, and the light will make you sleepless. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.
I wish you a long life and a long life. 29. "Spring Night" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty. The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.
The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing. 30. "Heavenly Fairy" by Zhang Xian of Song Dynasty. Listen to the water tune several times while holding wine.
I wake up from drunkenness in the afternoon and am still worried. Send Chunchun to a few.
7. Poems about human days
1. Dragon Boat Festival
(Tang Dynasty) Wenxiu
Who can tell the origin of the Dragon Boat Festival? Rumor has it that he is Qu Yuan;
It is laughable that the Chu River is so indistinct that it cannot wash away the injustice of his ministers.
2. Qilu·Dragon Boat Festival
Tang Dynasty) Yin Yao Fan
Young people are more sentimental during the festival, but who knows how emotional they will be when they grow old;
Invalid Ai Fu is more customary, but praying for Pu wine will lead to peace.
The hair on the temples grows whiter day by day, and the pomegranate brocade illuminates the eyes every year;
Thousands of years of virtuous and foolish people are fleeting, and a few people are forgotten and few are famous.
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Before the envoys left the county, the chorus of harmony had been heard on the river;
The envoys were all right when they left, and the red flags had already been drawn in front of their horses;
Luo Yi on both sides of the bank smells fragrant, and the silver hairpin shines on the sun like a frost blade;
With three beats of drums, the red flag opens, and two dragons leap out of the water;
Thousands of swords fly across the waves, The sound of drums splits the waves and roars with thousands of thunders;
The drums become more urgent and the mark is approaching, and the two dragons look at the mark as if in an instant;
The people on the slope are shouting thunderbolts, and rainbows are hung on the poles. Dizzy;
The boat in front grabbed water and won the bid, but the boat behind lost momentum and was left empty-handed.
4. Song of the Race
(Tang Dynasty) Liu Yuxi
In the fifth month of the Yuanjiang River, the embankment flows smoothly, and the people of the city gather in colorful boats.
The song for the year of Lingjun is over, and the mournful ballads will start from then on.
The sound of the turbulent currents is loud and thunderous.
When the dragon catches the rain, the mane moves, and the mangosteen drinks from the river.
When the governor comes, he wears a green curtain, lifts the pole, and orders the princes to be divided into male and female.
I am brave enough to cheer for you first, but I am disappointed before I get the title.
Yum has its own early stage, and there is no fixed place for its success.
Customs are so heavy. At this time, look across the Yunwei River and the Mekong River.
The colorful flags on the bank illuminate the flood dragon room, and the stockings are splashing in the water.
At the end of the song, everyone disperses and is sad, and the waterwheel in front of the pavilion is filled with water.
5. The Chongwu Poems of Yimao
(Song Dynasty) Lu You
The mountain village of Chongwu is good, but the durian flowers have suddenly become numerous.
The rice dumpling bun is divided into two buns, and the moxa is tied with a dangerous crown.
The old folk prescription is used to store medicine, and people who are sick also take elixirs.
As the sun sets, I finish my work and smile at the cup and plate.
6. Festival Gate·Duanyang Festival
(Qing Dynasty) Li Jingshan
Cherry, mulberry and calamus, and a pot of realgar wine.
There is a yellow paper sticker hanging high outside the door, but it is suspected that the account owner is afraid of the magic talisman.
7. Qilu. Dragon Boat Festival
8. Ten poems about "cold"
(1) [Qing. Yuan Mei. Volume 16 of Suiyuan Poems] {Look at the world with cold eyes, but reward your close friends with passion. }
(2) [Song. Jiang Kui. Yangzhou Slow] {Twenty-four bridges are still there, the heart of the waves is silent and the cold moon is silent. }
(3) [Tang Dynasty, Zhang Jie. Burning Book Pit] {The ashes of the pit were not yet cold, and Shandong was in chaos, and Liu Xiangyuan came and did not study. }
(4) [Ming. Feng Xiaoqing. Title: The Peony Pavilion] {The cold rain cannot be heard through the secluded window, so I light up the lamp and read the Peony Pavilion leisurely. }
(5) [Qing. Yan Fu. I chanted after seeing the white lotus blooming alone in the Liu Family Garden in Shanghai] {The wind and dew are cold in the nine days, and the reflection of the tower is soaked in the autumn stars. }
(6) [Song. Jiang Kui. Walking on the Shasha] {The bright moon in Huainan is cold and the mountains are cold, and no one cares about me when I return. }
(7) [Song. Li Qingzhao. Slow voice] {Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. }
(8) [Modern. Lu Xun.
Self-mockery] {With a cold eyebrow, he points his fingers at thousands of people, bowing his head and willing to be a bully. }
(9) [Tang. Bai Juyi. Song of Everlasting Regret] {The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and the flowers are heavy, the emerald quilt is cold, who is the lover? }
(10) [Song. Si Zhi. Ruxi Zhouci] {The boat is lighted and the fishing coops are heavy, and people on both sides of the river are soaking in the small river. }
(11) [Song. Luyou. Late in the evening] {The secluded man leaned against the door for a long time and watched the moon fall into the lake before returning. }
9. Poems about autumn and winter
1. Poems about autumn
"Autumn Eve"
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
The autumn light of silver candles paints the screen coldly, and the small light fan flutters the fireflies.
The night sky is as cool as water, and I sit and watch Altair and Vega.
"Climbing High"
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The wind is strong and the apes high in the sky whistle in mourning, and the white birds fly back from the clear sand in Zhugong.
The endless falling trees rustle and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.
Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, but he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.
Difficulty hates the frost on the temples, and the new wine glass becomes muddy.
"Autumn Poems"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
The mountains are bright and the water is clear. Frost comes at night, and several trees turn deep red and turn into light yellow.
Trying to go up to a high-rise building to clear your bones, it’s not like the spring scenery that makes people crazy.
"Remembering Brothers from Shandong on September 9th"
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during the festive season.
I know from afar that when my brothers climb to a high place, there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.
"Mountain Travel"
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is sloping, and there are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost.
"To Liu Jingwen"
Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
There is no rain cover when the lotus is gone, and there are still proud frost branches among the chrysanthemums.
You must remember that the good times of the year are the time of orange and green.
"Dwelling in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn"
Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late.
The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows upstream from the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat.
Let the spring fragrance rest at will, and the kings and grandsons can stay.
"Ode to the Dusk River"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.
Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.
"Autumn Thoughts"
Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City, and the writer is full of ideas.
I’m afraid that I can’t finish the story in a hurry, and the travelers are about to open the gate again.
2. Poems about winter
"Snow on the River"
Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of mountains are full of birds and thousands of people are missing destroy.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.
"Farewell to Dong Da"
Tang Gaoshi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.
Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you.
"Ode to Plum Blossoms"
Song Wang Anshi
There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.
I know from afar that it is not snow, but only the faint fragrance.
"Snowy Plum"
Song Dynasty Lumei Slope
The plum blossoms and snow refused to fall in the spring, so the poet spent money on commentaries.
The plum blossoms are a little less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum blossoms.
"Winter Pastoral Miscellaneous"
Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
Let the boat go and watch the snow-capped mountains clear, the wind is still chilly and even more condensed in the evening.
Sitting and listening to a pole of broken pearls and jade, I didn’t know that the lake had turned into ice.
"Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
Tang Cen Shen
The north wind blows the white grass on the ground, and it is snowing in August.
Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.
The pearl curtains are scattered and wet, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and cold.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.
The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.
Snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen.
I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.
You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, and there is only a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.