The shadow of the mountain rises suddenly, and the moon in the pond rises slowly from the east.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me.
Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams. (midnight: the end)
Explanation:
The shadow of the sun suddenly sets in the west, and the moon on the pond rises slowly from the east.
Let your hair hang freely and enjoy the coolness at night. Open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place.
An evening breeze brought the fragrance of lotus flowers, and dew dripped from bamboo leaves, making a crisp sound.
I just want to play the piano, but unfortunately I don't have a bosom friend to appreciate it.
I feel good night, miss my old friends, and miss them in my dreams all night.
2. "Post Poetry" Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao
I pondered these two poems for three years and began to read two lines of tears when I first read them.
If I don't appreciate these two poems, I have to go back to my hometown where I used to live and sleep soundly in the rustling autumn wind.
Explanation:
It took me three years to write these two poems, and I couldn't help shedding two lines of tears when I read them.
If my friends who know my thoughts and feelings don't appreciate these two poems, I have to go back to my hometown (the mountains) where I used to live and sleep in the autumn wind.
3. "Partridge Sky, Motherland Sinks" Modern: Qiu Jin
The sinking feeling of the motherland can't help but come overseas to find a bosom friend. Golden gulls are always in short supply and need to be replenished. He dares to sacrifice himself for his country!
There are obstacles and sighs. Guan Shan Wan Li is a hero. Don't say that women are not British. They sing on the wall of Longquan every night.
Explanation:
The motherland is in danger, so I can't help sighing and go to Japan to find revolutionary comrades. The land was divided by the great powers and needed to be recovered, because the country dared to sacrifice its own body.
Sighing the difficult and dangerous road, I feel that I am drifting. Although I am far from Wan Li, I will study in Japan. People don't want to say that women can't be heroes. Even my sword hanging on the wall doesn't want to lie in the female sheath, but sings dragons in the sheath every night.
4. "Farewell to Wang Wei/Leave Wang Wei" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
I waited slowly and reluctantly, day after day, until now I had to leave. Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye.
The lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.
Explanation:
What is this loneliness waiting for? Come back with disappointment every day.
I wanted to find a quiet mountain forest to hide, but I was separated from my old friend.
Who can quote me? There are really few intimate friends in the world.
You should just live a lonely life, shut down upper Chai Men and be isolated from the world.
5, "There are tall buildings in the northwest" Han Dynasty: anonymous
There are tall buildings in the northwest, flush with the clouds.
Cross sparse junction window, aging third order.
There is a string song on the floor, with a sad voice!
Who can compose this song? No one is Qi Liang's wife.
Merchants in the Qing Dynasty drifted with the wind in the Middle Song Dynasty.
Sighing again and again, generosity is more than sadness.
I don't care whether the singer is bitter or not, but I hurt my bosom friend.
I would like to fly high for two swans.
Explanation:
There is a tall building standing in front of us in the northwest, majestic as a cloud.
High-rise buildings are carved with wooden strips, staggered into beautiful panes, surrounded by tall eaves and triple steps.
There is a string song floating upstairs. How pathetic! Who can play this song? It was this woman who died for it that "resisted crying for a long time" in grief, which made the capital of Qi fall.
The voice of business is clear and sad, how sad it is to float in the wind! When this sad string reaches the "middle tone", it gradually relaxes Xu Chi.
In rhyme and sigh, the beauty who caresses the piano and tears is generous and sad.
I don't regret the pain in the sound of the piano, but what is more sad is the deep call for my bosom friend.
May we become heart-to-heart swans, fly high together and swim in the infinite blue sky and white clouds!
6. "Jane Lu Yi" Tang Dynasty: Wei
Poor Bai Xuequ, never met a bosom friend.
I'm afraid to travel to the seaside.
Trees in the stream contain morning rain, and birds in the mountains are spring.
I have a bottle of wine to soothe the dust.
Explanation:
It's a pity that this ancient song Snow White didn't meet a bosom friend.
I am busy and uneasy because of the army, wandering in Huaihai.
It is raining in the morning on the trees in the mountain stream, and the mountain birds sing in the rest of the spring.
I have a bottle of wine, which can be used to comfort my busy life.
2. Poems about bosom friends hard to find 1. I will pick up my lute and play, but, alas, who here will understand? . -Tang Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"
Du: I just want to play the piano, but unfortunately I don't have a bosom friend to appreciate it.
Second, poor Bai Xuequ has never met a bosom friend. -Jane Lu Yi by Don Wei Wu Ying.
It's a pity that this elegant ancient song Snow White didn't meet a bosom friend who appreciated it.
Third, the lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. Farewell between Zhi Haoran and Wang Wei
Who can quote me? There are only a few intimate friends in the world.
Fourth, the clock period has been long, and there is no confidant in the world. -Tang Li Bai, "Listening to Lu on a Moonlit Night"
It's a pity that Zhong Ziqi has already passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.
Five, Zhu Xian sad, few bosom friends. You should be old if you have feelings. -Song Yan Shu "Xi Qian Ying, bloom Endless"
Since then, there have been few bosom friends, and Zhu Xian on the lyre will never be sung again. If the sky is sad with me, it will also frost my temples.
3. Poetry about the difficulty of finding bosom friends. However, when China has our friendship, heaven is still our neighbor.
-Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du Fu's appointment" advised you to drink a glass of wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan to Twenty Shores Xi" sails alone in a blue sky, only looking at the Yangtze River.
-Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet and not as good as Wang Lun. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you.
-Gao Shi's Don't Move Big, since from a pot of wine among the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
-Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone" is full of apricot trees along the river, and the new night wind. The garden is full of shadows, shining in the green waves all night: spring breeze all night.
A spring outing of Tang Wangya. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. (Li Bai: "Farewell to Friends" The grass turns green again in spring, but ah, what about you, my friend Prince? ? (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass") Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
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. (Wang Wei: "Send Yuan 20 An") Cold rain enters Wu at night, and the guests are sent to Chushan alone.
(Wang Changling: Furong Inn broke up with Xin Jian) We watched him walk eastward from the Lunta Gate, leaving only footprints. ("Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Home") By the ancient road outside the pavilion, the grass is blue and the sky is blue.
The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered.
A ladle of muddy wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. Li Shutong: Farewell.
4. What are the poems about "bosom friends"? 1. A bosom friend is sincere, and children cannot live without it. -Tang Dynasty: Han Yu's bosom friend is sincere.
Interpretation: There are so few people in the world who can understand themselves. Because I miss you, I can't bear to part with you.
2. White stone is fame. Old mountain pine and bamboo are old, which hinders the return journey. I want to talk to Yao Qin. There are few bosom friends, and no one listens to the broken string. -Yue Fei's Xiao Chongshan, I couldn't stop singing last night.
Interpretation: Leave history for the country's achievements, and don't grow old with Han Xing. The pine and bamboo trees in Jiashan are old, but they can't help but talk and stop returning home. I want to give the lyre a song full of worries. Cocoa mountains and rivers have few bosom friends, even if the string is broken, who will listen?
3. If you don't know how to appreciate your bosom friend, you will return to Shan Ye. -Jia Dao's "After Poetry"
Interpretation: If a good friend who knows my thoughts and feelings doesn't appreciate these two poems, I have to go back to my hometown (the mountains) where I once lived and sleep peacefully in the autumn wind.
I will pick up my lute and play, but, alas, who here will understand? . -Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"
Interpretation: I just want to play the piano, but unfortunately I don't have a bosom friend to appreciate it.
5. Poor Bai Xuequ, never met a bosom friend. -Wei, Jane Lu Yi
Interpretation: It's a pity that this ancient song Snow White didn't meet a bosom friend.
6. The lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden. -Meng Haoran bid farewell to Wang Wei
Interpretation: Who in power can quote me? There are only a few intimate friends in the world. You should just live a lonely life, shut down upper Chai Men and be isolated from the world.
7. Nine bowls of Fang Fei Lampe are good. There is no one in the empty valley, blame yourself for being smart. Treasure color has a long tune. Zhu Sixian doesn't have many bosom friends. -Xin Qiji's "Liang Zhu Zui Shu Yue Yu Yan Lang"
Interpretation: How beautiful it is to be used as an ornament! But the empty valley is empty, and I can complain about slicing. Who will look at them? The harp is crisp, playing the tune of the ages, the cinnabar string is broken, and the bosom friend is still rare.
Although your goal happened to fail, don't doubt that some of us can hear high notes. -Wang Weiqian was tied back to China after failing the list.
Interpretation: It is purely accidental that you have not been hired for the time being. Don't feel sorry for yourself just because you have few friends!
9. Zhu Xian was silent. There are few intimate friends. If there is love in the sky, it should be old. I advise you to see Vanity Fair. This ancient dream is infinite. -Yan Shu's Xi Qian Ying, bloom Endless
Interpretation: Since then, I have few confidants, and lyre Zhu Xian no longer sings. If the sky is sad with me, it will also frost my temples. I suggest you take care of yourself here. Vanity Fair is in a hurry, and the official sea is ups and downs. It seems that it has been a dream since ancient times.
10. After going back and forth to Jingxian Road for several years, the remaining cups were cold baked. Full of worries, who should I talk to? If my bosom friend appreciates it, I won't refuse to sing the most difficult and elegant songs for him. When I finished singing this song, I shed tears in public. Once again, I covered my face with tears and cried. -Yan Shu's "Liu Song from the Mountain Pavilion"
Interpretation: Over the past few years, I have earned nothing but some leftover cold rice on the road to Yuxian. Full of worries, who should I tell? If I get the appreciation of my bosom friend, I won't refuse to sing the most difficult and elegant song for him. After singing a song, I cried in public at the banquet, and once again picked up Ropa to hide my face and cry.
5. Poems describing bosom friends. A confidante can win many lives, so don't blame yourself for the spring breeze.
Since ancient times, beauty has been unlucky, and flowers have fallen behind closed doors.
Beauty has been a famous star since ancient times, and it is forbidden to see bald heads on earth.
Crying for the loss of all six armies, rushing to the crown and anger is beautiful.
My concubine is not conscious of splendor, flowers are still harmonious without love, but flowers with lovers are unlucky.
How beautiful she is, opening the pearly window sash, how quietly she leans against it, and how troubled her forehead is! You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply?
1. The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, looking for it and never finding it.
2. When it comes to beauty, it is hard to meet, and you are invited to get drunk alone.
It turns out that the country has broken its dreams and beauty is a disaster.
3. Beauty, Yang Guifei, Zhao Jun, and beauty Diao Chan.
Who knows that beauty is a disaster?
The 28th beauty looks pretty, with swords around her waist.
Although no one lost his head, the bone marrow of the dark king dried up.
Laughter pours people into the city, and then laughter pours people into the country.
7. Anger at the crown is a kind of beauty.
8. Fu Cha, the prince of Wu, broke ground, and seduction was the culprit.
Without this woman's help, Gou Jian would have lived in vain.
9. Mizhi The Story Of Diu Sim is cold and green. A woman and two men were destroyed.
Fang Tianji hung high above the city, and the famous Colt Red Rabbit had tears in his eyes.
10. Ming Taizu lost the prosperity of Kaiyuan only because of Yuhuan fertilizer.
On this side of the Qing Dynasty, the rebellion of An Shi and the song of everlasting regret became empty and haggard.
1 1. The essence of Wang's fake marriage is a honey trap.
Since then, westerners have been lazy to move eastward, and disasters have led to the top of the border.
12. Yuanyuan is infatuated, and the Great Wall is in danger.
The daughter wins the beauty's smile, and the bonfire plays a role in singing the praises of sin.
13. The wine pool is full of meat, and da ji is charming, Wudang Road.
And the green river, known as the Red Guards of disaster.
14. Speaking of beauty, it is hard to meet, and you are invited to get drunk alone.
It turns out that the country has broken its dreams and beauty is a disaster.
It is better to eliminate several storms and hurry back to spring. Cherish the spring often afraid of bloom early, let alone countless red flowers. Living in spring, when things happen, there is no turning back at the end of the world. The only way to complain about the silence in spring is to be diligent, draw cobwebs on the eaves and do everything in Yogyakarta.
Nagato, quasi-quasi-rituals and mistakes. Moth eyebrows used to be enviable. A thousand dollars to buy each other is like buying a gift, but who complains about this situation? Stop dancing, can't you see that Yuhuan Yanfei is full of dust? Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
Beauty flashes to old age, and first frost goes to autumn.
There are no sad songs for me. I don't know if the flowers have fallen and people have died.
I also believe that beauty will eventually become soil, and it is unbearable to dream too fast.
Dry wind and broken sun are also sad.
Four seas and one leaf is a lonely boat.
You seldom smile,
I want to dream of a broken bridge.
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
It is not easy to get a bosom friend in life. If the bosom friend is a beauty, how gorgeous it would be.
Daughters are easy to get, but confidantes are hard to find, not to mention confidantes.
A woman who can become a confidante must be a boutique among women, and a man who has a confidante must also be a wise man among men!
Businessmen don't know how to die, and they hate kicking down the ladder, especially singing backyard flowers.
If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.
Advise you not to cherish gold clothes, and advise you to cherish teenagers.
What beautiful women are rotten demons, beautiful streamers.
We met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? Even if we meet, we shouldn't know each other. What if we don't meet? The river is surging, the sea is boundless, and the water and the sky are opposite, and the two forget each other!
I don't know where the sound of the piano broke the silence of the night sky, but why did I cry alone at the window? Is it the tears of acacia for wine? A faint moon, looking at me silently, can you be safe? Beauty is a disaster.
I want to travel all over the north and south with you and enjoy the wind and rain.
I want to buy the moon three drinks with you.
I used to want to be with you, facing the sea, singing birds and waves, but now, beauty is in trouble.
The night is silent, and the cold sound is broken. Tonight this year, the moonlight is frozen. Are you cool?
Once a gentleman, pure and innocent, happy and carefree, but now six plums are branded on his arm, which is a deep hatred and a painful pain! I used to be a gentleman, laughing, funny and naughty, and loving my friends as myself. Now I say I'm looking for hell on Yin Siquan Road.
The wind is an inch soft. Cold fragrance flies to poetry. My hair is wet, my eyes are drunk, and tears on my pillow are like rain. Shut up. You can't break all kinds of worries. Flowers are not watered, wine is not advised, and drunkenness is not talked about. Can you sleep?
6. The poem describing the bosom friend is 1, which hurts the bosom friend at the expense of the singer. -Nineteen Ancient Poems by Han Yuefu
There are tall buildings in the northwest of the poem, which are flush with the clouds. Cross sparse junction window, aging third order. There is a string song on the screen with a sad voice.
Who can write this song? Nothing is Qi Liang's wife! Merchants in the Qing Dynasty drifted with the wind in the Middle Song Dynasty. Sigh again and again, be generous and sad. I didn't hesitate to be a singer, but I hurt my bosom friend. I would like to fly high for two swans.
2. The lords of the kingdom are very strict with us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. -Don Meng Haoran "Leaving Wang Wei"
I waited slowly and reluctantly, day after day, until now I had to leave. Old friend, how sweet the roadside flowers would be if they didn't mean goodbye. The lords of the kingdom are very hard on us, and the people who handle affairs are not our own kind. You should just be lonely, and I will close the door of my old garden.
3, I will pick up my pipa, I will play, there is no bosom friend. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"
The whole poem is full of mountains and mountains, and the moon rises slowly from the lake in the east. I let go of my hair to enjoy the coolness at night, opened the window and lay down peacefully. The wind brought me the fragrance of lotus, and the bamboo dew dripped. I will pick up my lute and play, without a bosom friend. So I think of you, old friend. I'm finally dreaming.
Gao Jiang is the only one who likes to meet you. -Tang Lizhong's "Jishui County Appreciates Song Hua Scholar with Rhyme"
The official position of the whole poem is depressed in the water town, and the official has nothing to write. Listening to the residual spring rain, dreaming of five old clouds in the air. Every bamboo path and every moss step, birds prefer to smell the flowers. Gao Jiang is the only one who likes to meet you.
5. If we know that this matter is not so intimate, it will naturally be indispensable-Mr. Don Li Shanfu's "To Play the Piano"
The whole poem knows about it, but there are few bosom friends, so Mr. Wang naturally wastes his heart. When the world is so old, why should people be more attached to it? The body is not as skillful as Yu Sheng, but as pleasant as Kevin·Z's lewdness. Three feet in the traffic line seven, two feet in Shi Kuang.