Wu Dong has many soldiers to choose from.
How powerful the West Shu is.
In the same boat, a song,
Farewell:
It has been echoing for thousands of years.
Drinking in the military account,
Who were Zhou Yu and He Shengliang born?
No one in the world goes out,
Arrogance:
The Yangtze River turns waves for it.
24. Four Poems of Xijiang Moon
1. Qiaotou Poetry Pillow
Drink a thousand bottles of wine,
Thousands of drunken ancient poems.
Thousands of miles away,
Crazy in your chest.
Ask all sentient beings,
Who fought for me?
Rainbow flies to the overpass,
I'm a hundred million.
Five o, Zhu Yingtai is near.
Summer wood shading map
When you leave,
It's raining heavily.
The rain is getting heavier.
After several ups and downs,
Unfortunately, it tests the sincerity of friends.
Take away:
Three books,
Keep my hands clean.
Can't take away:
A lifetime of fame.
Hello again,
Ten miles of fragrant suburbs and green time,
Ten miles of peach blossoms are red.
Surfing in the East Sea of China,
Drinking in Xiahe City.
Drunk:
Light a bonfire,
Sing a fishing song.
* * * Best wishes:
The world is peaceful.
23. Dead wood and bamboo stone map
The wind blows the leaves and dances in the clear sky.
I play crazy songs to call for heroes.
After the song, raise a glass to heaven,
Heaven also laughs at my sincerity.
There is a moon in the cup.
There are more feelings in the abdomen.
How many times can you get drunk in your life,
Why not drink till dawn?
24. Beyond the platform
Ten thousand cups of wine soak the heart,
Get drunk and talk about teenage madness.
Most of the wind blows away the wind,
I am the only one who bullies the bully.
Smash the temple of nine clouds and spirits,
Why shoot Sirius with a bow?
Invite wine and bright moon today,
A poem is in Wang Yang.
2. What are the poems about beauty and wine? 1, red crisp hand, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow.
Lu You's "Chai Feng Hong Crisp Hands" in Song Dynasty
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Explanation:
In your rosy and crisp hands, you hold a cup full of yellow wine. The city is full of spring scenery, but you are as far away as the palace wall. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the joy so thin. Full of sadness, life is bleak after leaving for a few years. In retrospect, I can only sigh: wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring remains the same, but people are haggard and emaciated. Tears washed away the rouge on my face and soaked all the thin silk handkerchiefs. Peach blossoms were blown off by the wind and sprinkled on cold ponds and pavilions. The vows of eternal love are still there, but the brocade letter can no longer be delivered. Looking back, I can only sigh: Mo, Mo, Mo!
2, Wu wine a cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa double dance drunk hibiscus.
From Bai Juyi's Three Records of Jiangnan Ci. The third "Tang Dynasty"
Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong. Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. We'll meet again sooner or later!
Explanation:
Recalling Jiangnan, recalling Wugong again, drinking a glass of Wugong wine and spring bamboo leaves, watching Wugong singers both dance like charming hibiscus. We will meet again sooner or later.
3, Chun Qing with wine, playing the flute at night, still remember the fragrance of jade.
The blue cloud without rain comes from the height of the Song Dynasty.
The rain is short, the rain is short, and the white sails are far away. Reed is not green. Reed withers by the cold river. Only this open river flows forward, between the bleak scenery in late autumn. My heart is afraid to hear Qing Yin's poem, which will make me miss you in the hurt. I'm afraid Luo will scoop the west wind, because of your fragrance, which has decreased slightly since last year.
I have been engaged for many years in Donghe. My favorite place to play before was your room. You have satisfied me with the high volume of pearls many times. We have a passionate love and wine. On the night of Xiao Wang's blind date, I still remember the smell of your face pretending to pout and joke. Now the dust has scattered in the old garden, and the moon is hanging on the eaves. The beauty of Na Yue has gone, and only in my dreams can I fly into the building. I hope the wild geese fly south, where there is your news. In the vast sea of clouds, I can only see the faint clouds on the curled mountains.
Explanation:
Yun Lan is out of reach, the rain is short-lived, and the sadness goes as far as the horizon with the white sails. Reed fell on the sandbar because of drought, losing its green face, and bluegrass withered on the cold river. At present, only this empty river is rolling forward, flowing between the bleak scenery in late autumn. I am afraid that hearing Yin Qing's poems in my heart will make me miss you very much.
I'm afraid that the sleeves will fall to the west wind, because they are stained with your fragrance, which has been decreasing little by little since last year. I have been a romantic in Jiangdong for many years. Your room was my favorite place to play in the past. You have rolled up the bead curtain for me countless times. We date at night, drink wine, love passionately and play the flute gently. I still remember your charming face with fragrant breath.
In front of me, the dust has scattered all over the old garden, lamenting that there is a full moon hanging on the eaves, but the beautiful scenery under Na Yue has disappeared. I can only enter the building with Yun Fei in my dream and be happy with you. I looked at the geese flying south. Where can I hear from you? The nebula is thousands of miles away, only a few wisps of faint clouds and smoke curled up on the Chufeng Mountains.
4. Yang defected and I advised Xinfeng Liquor.
Yang Rebellion by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
You sing Yang, I advise Xinfeng Liquor Industry. What is the most important thing? Five-body and hundred-door willow
Wu Biaoyin, you stayed at my house drunk. In Boshan furnace, agarwood is on fire, and double smoke makes Lingxia purple.
Explanation:
You (Jun) sang "Yang", and I (concubine) advised others to drink new and high-yield wine. What are you most worried about? That's Bai Liu singing with blackbirds. The crow of blackbirds is drowned in the flowers of poplars, and you stay in my house drunk. Boshan furnace is burning incense made of incense wood, and two streams of smoke emit blue smoke, as if to surpass fairyland.
A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it.
Excerpted from Li Bai's "Nanjing Hotel Parting" in Tang Dynasty.
A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it.
Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! .
Explanation:
The spring breeze blew the catkin hotel full of fragrance, and the maid held out the wine and advised me to taste it carefully. Young friends from Jinling rushed to see them off. If you want to leave or stay, you can drink your emotions. Excuse me, Liu Donghe, who is shorter and longer than it?
3. Poems depicting scenery describe feelings of parting:
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
Heaven is still our neighbor and the confidant of Hainei Village.
Describe places of interest:
The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Thousands of mountains and valleys are close to Jingmen, and girls grow up in Sri Lanka.
The spring scenery of Jinjiang flooded in, and the clouds on the mountain, ancient, varied and changeable.
She came out of the purple palace and entered the desert. Now she has become a green grave in the yellow dusk.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Looking at Lushan Mountain from the front and side of peaks and valleys, from far, near, high and low places, Lushan Mountain presents various faces.
Describe the rain:
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
About wine:
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
The cost of pure wine, gold cup, a hip flask of 10 thousand copper, jade plate worth 10 thousand dollars.
A new song and a glass of wine, the weather was old last year.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa, hurry up immediately.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Give them to the boy and exchange them for wine, and we can drown the sorrows of generations! .
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
Zhong Jun returned home after drinking and played the pipa, guitar and harp of barbarians for him.
Describe spring:
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
Describe summer:
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
Describe autumn:
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
The scenery in Qiu Lai is different, and Hengyang Goose is unknown.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers.
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
Describe winter:
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
The vast sea churned and dried up, ice cloud was bleak and Wan Li was condensed.
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows snow one after another.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
4. What are the four contents of the poem about scenery in "The Moon Alone"? There are thousands of troubles in Qian Qian.
300 glasses of wine. Too much sorrow, too little wine.
You can't pour wine into your heart. So I know the wine saint.
Wine makes the heart boil. Say goodbye to Xiaomi and lie in the first sunshine.
Hungry, Yan Hui. Contemporary people don't like drinking.
It is safe to use a pseudonym. Crab claws are golden liquids.
The bad mountain is Penglai. Drink wine.
Drunk on the platform beside the moon and drinking alone on the moon. The second content: If the sky doesn't love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.
If you don't like wine, you shouldn't have the name Jiuquan. Since heaven and earth love wine, I am worthy of heaven loving wine.
First, I heard that wine is better than saints, and then I heard that turbidity is better than saints. Since sages are drinking, why ask for immortals?
Three glasses of wine can lead to Confucianism, and it is natural for Taoism to drink it all in one game. I'm just drunk for fun, and this smell can't be passed down!
Drinking the bright moon alone Part I: from a pot of wine among the flowers. I drink alone. No one is with me.
Until, holding up my cup, I asked the moon. Bring me my shadow and let's be three people.
Alas, the moon can't drink water. My shadow followed me blankly; .
But there was a time when I had these friends. Let me rejoice at the end of spring.
I sang. The moon encouraged me. I danced. My shadow is rolling in the back.
Wake up and have sex. Then I got drunk and we lost each other.
Will goodwill be guaranteed? . I watched the long road of the Milky Way.
Content of the wine: 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?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? Let me get drunk forever and never be rational! .
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flowers and horses, thousands of gold and autumn.
Give them to the boy in exchange for wine and share your sorrow forever. Ask for the moon: When will there be a moon in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now.
The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people. Green smoke as bright as a mirror is flying in the palace, emitting cold light.
I only see the clouds rising from the sea every night, and who knows the clouds in the morning? The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon. Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
Other authors: Li Bai, a gust of wind, sent catkins, overwhelming, Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade customers to taste. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? When will the moon ask for the blue sky of the moon? I stopped for a drink today and asked: I can't climb the moon, but I follow the people on the moon. As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out? But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds? The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup. From Mount Zhongnan to Li Bai's Good Pillow and Good Bowl in Hu Si, and from dusk to Blue Mountain, moonlight is my way home.
Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless. When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.
Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by. I'm glad to have a chance to have a rest, drink and chat.
Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse. When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.
Li Bai wrote too many poems about wine.
5. The ancient poem "Shuidiao Tou" enjoys the beautiful scenery with friends * * *
Wish people a long time.
Walking down Zhongnanshan, I came to Hu Si's pillows and bowls.
Lipper
In the evening, walking down from Zhongnanshan Mountain, there seems to be pedestrians on the mountain.
Looking back at the mountain path, the mountains are green and boundless.
When Hushan people came to his home, the children hurriedly opened Chai Men.
Into the bamboo forest, through the quiet path, green roses and branches brushed passers-by.
I'm glad to have a chance to rest, good wine.
Chatting * * * waves.
Sing a melody that is too loose, and the Milky Way is sparse.
When I was drunk, my friend was so happy that Tao Ran forgot his machine.
This poem is based on Tianjia's drinking, revealing the poet's happy words, buying wine and waving, Long song's wind is loose, enjoying yourself and naturally forgetting the machine.
Feelings. Hu Si Ren Shan is a hermit with the surname of Hu Si, and Ren Shan is the name of the hermit. Walking down from Zhong Nanshan in the evening, Shanyue followed me all the way back. Looking back at the mountain road that I just walked, I was covered with gloomy clouds.
In a piece of green. Hand in hand with Hushan people to his door, the children came out and opened the Chai Men. Walking into the quiet path hidden by green bamboo, the branches and leaves of Luo Qing will always brush our clothes. I got a real rest and relaxation in my laughter.
Drinking wine, the host and guests frequently raise glasses. Sing a relaxing song, there are few stars in the Milky Way. I was drunk, but my master was so happy that he forgot the treacherous plan of the world.
Li Bai's Communication with Friends in the Mountains
twosome
Bloom, glass after glass.
I want to sleep when I am drunk. You can leave yourself. If not, take the violin in the morning. "
I'm drunk and want to sleep ",which is very straightforward, but vividly depicts the feeling that the drinker's ears are cold from drunkenness, and also shows that both sides of the drinker are" getting carried away ". Although depressed
Drunk, the poet is still alive, and he doesn't forget to greet his friends.
6. Landscape Poems When Mei swims in Dongxi to see the water, she goes boating at night.
Wild birds have leisure when sleeping on the shore, but old trees have flowers without ugly branches. Short hair is like scissors, and the sand stays flat and clean on the screen.
I'm lost here, but I must go back. The horse is tired and weak at night. 2. My letter to King Pei Di VI from my cabin in Wangchuan. Now the mountain is cold and blue, and the autumn water has been flowing all day.
At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? . 3. Jiang Cun Du Fu Bao Cun Xi in Qingjiang River, and everything in Changjiang Village is quiet.
Since I left, I have come to Liang, and I am very close to seagulls in the water. The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
As long as some old friends give me some money, what do I ask? 4. water sprite. In Zhangjiang, south of the Yangtze River, people on both sides of the river painted eaves. A lotus bush is light, watching the dance again and again, and the wind is ten miles away.
The original painting is far away from the sky, the wine flag is outside the wind, and it loves to kill Jiangnan. 5. In early summer, I lived in seclusion, and I was better at visiting Hushan than Weng Fangjia, and the path of Huaiyin Nakano was oblique.
When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake. The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom.
Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea. 6. Wei, a native of Chuzhou, Xixi, was born beside Youcaoxi, and orioles sang in the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. 7. My cabin in Wangchuan, after a long rain, Wang Wei, the forest stored rainwater, slowly smoked, steaming, and was still cooking.
An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. I learned to watch the morning glory on the quiet mountain, which is delicious in Panasonic Zhai Qing.
Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? . 8. After the rain, there were one or two chickens crowing in Wang Jianyu village, and the bridge on Zhuxicun Road was oblique.
Mother-in-law called a silkworm bath and laid gardenias in the atrium. 9. The topic of Du Muyu in Yangzhou Zen Temple has been noisy, blowing in the wind.
Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind. The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building.
Who knows that Zhuxi Road is blowing Yangzhou songs?
7. What 1 poems describe "the destination scenery is beautiful"? Spring tides bring rain late, and there is no boat to cross the wild.
I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday on the mountain.
3, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
5, good rain knows the season, when spring happens.
6. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me.
7. Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers low.
8, flowers are getting lost, shallow grass can have no horseshoe.
9. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy.
10, wet apricot rain with clothes, blowing cold breeze on the face.
1, the spring tide brought rain late and hurried, and there was no boat to cross the field. -from the Tang Wei's "Chuzhou by Xixi".
The spring tide is rising and it is drizzling. There is no one at the wilderness ferry, only a small boat leisurely crosses the water.
I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday on the mountain. -From Meng Haoran's Passing through the Old Village in the Tang Dynasty
The Double Ninth Festival is here. Please come here to see chrysanthemums.
3, wait for the east wind, colorful is always spring. -quoted from Zhu's "Spring Day" Song.
Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. -From Du Fu's Spring Hope in the Tang Dynasty
When we interpret sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, and birds are shocking, which only increases sadness but not hatred.
5, good rain knows the season, when spring happens. -From Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night in the Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation of the rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born.
6. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. -From Li Bai's "Four Drinks Alone in the Moon, the First Song" in the Tang Dynasty.
Put a pot of wine among the flowers, and you can drink it yourself without friends or relatives.
7. Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers low. —— From Du Fu's Seven Poems of Looking for Flowers Alone in the Tang Dynasty
Shi came to the east bank of the river in front of the Yellowstone Pagoda, sleepy and lazily bathed in the warm spring breeze.
8, flowers are getting lost, shallow grass can have no horseshoe. -From Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang in the Tang Dynasty
Flowers are colorful, eyes are almost charming, weeds are green, and horseshoes have just been covered.
9. Four hundred and eighty halls in southern dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -From Du Mu's Jiangnan Spring in the Tang Dynasty.
Interpretation of more than 480 ancient temples left over from the Southern Dynasties, countless towers are all shrouded in wind, smoke and rain.
10, wet apricot rain with clothes, blowing cold breeze on the face. -from Song Zhinan's quatrains, short eaves in the shadow of ancient trees
Interpretation of drizzle does not wet my clothes; It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.