Li shangyin
June asked whether the return date has not yet been determined.
Autumn pool night rain rises. ?
When * * * cut candles at the west window?
But words in the rain at night.
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This is a well-known poem written by Bashu, a poet living in a distant foreign land, to his wife in Chang 'an. Li Shangyin's love for his wife is sincere. They were married less than 12 years, and their wife died. Even in that 12 year, because the poet was wandering around, he could not get together with his wife often. As the saying goes, a little parting is better than a wedding. Li Shangyin and his wife are often separated for a long time, so they have a deeper and stronger understanding of their love and acacia. In his works, he shows the enthusiasm of "spring silkworm spinning silk" and "wax torch turning into ash", showing a unique artistic style. ?
This little poem is written clearly, without allusions or comparisons, and goes straight to books, landscapes and words. The affection in the scene, the blending of the scene and the infinite affection in the plain words leave endless room for aftertaste. ?
2. What are the love poems with the word "Jun"? 1. Know your appearance and you will live a long life. The mountains have no edges, the rivers are endless, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are one can we dare to fight.
2, know what I mean, feel pity, this kind of situation must be true.
You live at the head of the Yangtze River and I live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day and drink the Yangtze River water.
4. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and don't miss home.
5, from the monarch, dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
6. If you raise the dust on the road, if you make the cement muddy, you will float and sink at different potentials. When will you meet?
7. Tears return to the eyes, never meet each other before marriage.
8. You hate that I was born early, and I hate that you were born late. I was born before you were born and you were born when I was old. I hate not being born, but I am good to you every day.
9. There are trees and branches in the mountains, and you know you are happy.
10, often leave half a quilt every night, waiting for your soul to return.
1 1, you want to be like a rock, you want to be like cattail.
12, Yang rebelled. I advised Xinfeng Liquor Industry. Who is the most relevant person?
13, looking back lazily, half the sky is cultivated, and half the sky is a gentleman.
3. Zhongyan, a fisherman on the river, likes the beauty of perch in a poem related to Fan Jun.
Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats. - .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? -It used to be a stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain, and the sea breeze blew down Dongting Lake.
-officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains are still looking forward to Wang Shi's banner.
When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed. Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it.
-When Hongqiao broke, there was no news, and the mountains and rivers locked in smoke.
Jade girl mountain is graceful, who can arrange flowers by the water? Highway flyovers do not dream of balconies, but thrive in the mountains.
Terry Qu Jun watched the ship sail, but he didn't know the geometric year when it stopped. The sea in Sangtian is so rich that foam lanterns dare to feel sorry for themselves.
There are four rocks in the east and west, and rock flowers hang out. No one sees the golden rooster, and the moon is full of mountains and rivers.
Wuqu Mountain has high clouds and deep air, and it is dark and flat for a long time. There are strangers in the forest, but the eternal heart is in the voice.
In the six songs, Cangping encircles Biwan, and scorpions cover firewood all day. Guests come to lean on rocks and flowers fall, and apes and birds are not surprised by spring.
Seven bends move the boat to the blue beach, and the hidden screen looks back. However, I feel sorry for the rain on the peak last night, adding a bit of chill to the flying spring.
Eight winds and smoke are about to open, and the drum tower rock is wrapped in water. Mo Yan has no beautiful scenery here, so tourists can't get on.
Jiuqu will be blind, and Sang Ma will see the rain and dew. Yu Lang is more looking for Taoyuan Road, but there is another day on earth.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? - .
Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart. I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle.
Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room. - .
Ancient palaces had little idle land and many small bridges in water lanes. 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. - .
However, ask her for this song and use the first few words of this song to see how she tries to hold back her tears. - .
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Scholar Wan Huhou ...........................................................................................................................................................................
You carry the load, I straddle the horse, see you tomorrow. - .
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. - .
Send you back to your hometown in Zhaozhou tonight, leaving a bright moon in the sky, still shining on the river. - .
Pine nuts fell on the mountain, and you seem to wake up. - .
Because of the beautiful scenery, beautiful scenery, I came to your home unconsciously. - .
No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting. Are there any county badgers in Huzhan Pavilion? He is a gentleman, he is not a vegetarian! Kan Kan is spreading. It is placed by the river. The river is clear and straight. No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting, is there a special county in Hu Zhan's court? He is a gentleman, and he is not a vegetarian! Kan Kan cut the wheel, the river flows, the river is clear, and the river is destroyed.
No crops, no crops, no crops, no crops. No hunting, no hunting. Is there a county quail in Huzhanerting? He is a gentleman, but he is extraordinary! -I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon. We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.
We followed the melody, asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered. We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.
However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. ... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.
Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life. She frowned and bent her fingers, then started her music and talked about endless things in your heart.
Take your time, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and spring water flows along the beach.
By checking its cold touch, the string seems to be broken, which makes us never stop. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river. Put it on the strings thoughtfully, straighten clothes and gather customers.
Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill. She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.
Song often teaches excellent talents, and her beauty is the envy of all the leading dancers. How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.
And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China. Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
My brother joined the army and my aunt died. Night after night passed and her beauty disappeared. There were fewer and fewer cars and horses in front of the door, and finally she married herself to a businessman.
Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago. Go to Jiangkou to watch the boat in the air, and the moon sails around the boat in cold water.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears. Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.
Neither of us is happy-until eternity passes.
4. Ask the poet Que Qiaoxian corresponding to your residence in Changjiang Touxiang.
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The thin clouds in the sky are changing, the meteors in the sky convey the sadness of acacia, and the endless galaxy I quietly crossed tonight.
On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
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On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off.
The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
Philip Burkart people.
Song Yan Dao Ji
Red leaves and yellow flowers are in late autumn, and thousands of miles miss travelers.
After the flood, where can I send books?
Tears are endless, so I spin ink on the inkstone.
I can't write gradually, because I am deeply in this situation, and the red note is colorless.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Song Liu Yong
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke?
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
5. What are the spring topics in your poems? Do you want to work in Lu Lun under Du Zuoshan?
At present, drunken dancing is the same as your pleasure. I believe you don't like glory.
Subtract Su Shi's magnolia flower.
Xu Jun drank happily. Laughter and teasing from Iraq. His face is tender and red. Flowers lean on Zhu Lan to wrap the wind.
Xi Qian Ying Huang Shang
Make you have fun with others and pour the cloud door.
Send Dr. Xiong to Nanting during the ten-day holiday.
Wen Jun lies in the forest, and the county pavilion is in chaos.
In the past, you liked going to the park, and you yearned for heaven.
Cezanne Song Cao
Who likes a husband who died for your pleasure?
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River that meets Du Fu's On Meeting Li Guinian Downstream at the time of falling flowers.
Have you noticed how the water of the Yellow River moved into the sea and never returned to Li Bai's "drinking"?
Wen Jun's new wine is ripe, and it is worthy of chrysanthemum autumn. Yuan Zhen's Drinking New Wine
Then he disappeared at the corner of the pass, leaving only hoofprint and a white snow song to bid farewell to Tian Shuji Wu.
You have my life.
I was old when I was born.
Willing to live with you
Grow old day by day
Is there anyone in this land who doesn't know you?
All the queens of the clouds came, one after another.
You see a boat, troubled by the storm.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
My Fair Lady is a gentleman.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
I'm worried about the bright moon. I'll follow you until Yelangxi.
You are a rock, and my concubine is a reed.
You can't expect me to reflect others.
Say it, Tai Shoujia. You have this order, Lang Jun.
I'll see you tomorrow.
-"Peacocks Fly Southeast"
6. Poems with the same thoughts as yours were born by you, but I was not born by you.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
I live at the head of the Yangtze River.
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Evil!
I want to know you, and I want to live long.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, and the river is exhausted.
Thunder and earthquake in winter, rain and snow in summer,
Heaven and earth meet ⑦, but dare to break with you!
7. Poems related to what you don't know have been collected completely.
Miss Jun Jun doesn't know how to miss each other. Wang Gong
Too many people are worried about getting old, but heartbroken people don't know it. Su Xiang
I often worry that the bleak autumn wind comes too early, leaving you no time to make up the lotus. Lu
Let the color fall, Jun Jun don't know. Lu
I hate the afterglow, but I don't know Jun Jun. Wei Zhuang
Only those who lean on the railing, heartbroken people don't know. Wang Guowei
It's just the sound of lovesickness, but I don't know that it hurts Chunjun. He Xun
Gum amber pillow, dream Jun Jun don't know. Chen Fu
Before the flowers fall. You don't understand spring sorrow. Zhu zumou
I don't know how many flowers there are in the palace. I don't know if I don't marry Khan. Liu Xianting
I don't know what hard work is and what wind and frost are. Zhao Bao
I don't know if my heart is bright, but the pulley is turning and melancholy. Gu Kuang
Today's people only laugh at the ignorance of the ancients, while the ancients laugh at Jun Jun's ignorance. Yang Wanli
I don't know if there is any pain in it, but please have a look and stick to it. Han bangjing
A thousand moths lock the Han palace, and jealous pets fight for the ignorance of the Yan army. Yao Kuan
My heart is like a moon, I don't know, leaning against the clouds, tears hanging down my eyes. Wang said
Pear blossoms rain at night and swallows are cold in spring. Xie Zhen
I don't know how long I've been thinking, but my heart is full of bitterness. Liu Song
I don't know if I haven't forgotten Jun Jun, but it's hard for me to keep a clear head. Qin shuyang
Now I don't cry at that time, and I don't know how wet I am. Gu Qing