1. Li He wrote ancient poems about night scenes
High school Chinese textbooks include his "Li Ping Konghou Yin",
Wu Si, Shutong, Zhang Gaoqiu, Kongshan The clouds are not flowing.
Jiang E cries about Zhu Su’s female sorrow, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp.
The broken jade in Kunshan screams as a phoenix, the hibiscus weeps and the fragrant orchid smiles.
In front of the twelve gates, cold light melts, and twenty-three silk threads move the purple emperor.
Where Nuwa refines stones to mend the sky, the stones break the sky and make the autumn rain startle.
I dreamed of entering the sacred mountain to teach the goddess, and the old fish danced the thin dragon dance.
Wu Zhi sleeplessly leans against the osmanthus tree, flying wet and cold rabbits sideways with bare feet.
Others are mentioned in Baidu Zhizhi,
"Gaoxuan Guo"
The embroidered robe is as green as onions, and the golden ring weighs the bridle and makes it exquisite. .
The sound of the horse's hooves is rumbling, and the horse's energy is like a rainbow when entering.
Yun is a talented scholar in Tokyo and a great writer.
The twenty-eight constellations have a broad mind and a strong spirit.
The sound of the poem written in front of the hall is empty, and the pen is in vain to make up for the creation of heaven.
Pangmei's book guest feels the beauty of autumn, but who knows that dead grass will give birth to splendor.
Today I hang my wings and attach myself to the underworld, but in the future I will not be ashamed of a snake and become a dragon.
"Dream Sky"
The old rabbit and the cold toad are weeping in the sky, and the walls of the cloud tower are half open and slanting white.
The moon is rolling with dew and the light is wet, and the Luan Pei meets the fragrant osmanthus street.
Yellow dust and clear water flow under the three mountains, changing for thousands of years like a running horse.
Looking at Qizhou's nine-point cigarette in the distance, a glass of sea water is pouring out.
"Yanmen Prefect's Journey"
Black clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it, and the armor's light shines towards the golden scales of the sun.
The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, stuffed with swallow fat and the night is purple.
The half-rolled red flag is near the Yishui River, and the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard.
Report your favor on the golden stage, and guide the jade dragon to die for you. "To the Wine Shop"
A glass of wine in a lonely place, the host will serve the guest and live a long life.
The master’s father was trapped in his journey to the West and could not return, so his family broke the willows in front of their door.
I heard that Ma Zhou was a new guest in the past, and no one knew him in the world.
Kong Jiang wrote two lines of writing on the paper, directly offending Long Yan to ask for his favor.
I am so obsessed with ecstasy that the whole world becomes white when the rooster sings.
The young man should take care of his worries. Who cares about the coldness and sits there?
Wait. 2. What poems did Li He write?
Collection of Li He's poems
Li He's sentence "Love knows the same thing, and you can't thank Qianli Yin."
Li He's Songs of Xianghe·Tang Shanghang The lotus flowers are cool and wet with dew, and the flowers are missing and the roots are astringent. The female mandarin duck flies down, and the sound of pond water overflows.
Li He Your Majesty’s Late Night Song Water smoke curls up and crows crow late at night. The curved marsh has hibiscus waves, and the waistline is white and cold.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems The dragon's spine is attached to the money, and the silver hoofs are white on the smoke. No one weaves the brocade, who casts the golden whip?
Li He’s Twenty-Three Ma Poems The roots of grass are sweet in the twelfth lunar month, and the snow on the street is like salt. I don't know whether the mouth is hard or soft, so I first try to hold it in the mouth with tribulus.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems Suddenly I remembered the Emperor of Zhou and drove up to Yushan. When Ming Zou bids farewell to Fengyuan, Chi Ji is the most grateful.
Twenty-three Horse Poems by Li He This horse is an extraordinary horse, and the star in the room is originally a star. Knocking the thin bones forward still has the sound of copper.
Li He's Twenty-three Ma Poems The desert mountains are like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook. Why should I be golden and have a strong brain? Walk quickly to enjoy the clear autumn.
Twenty-three poems about horses by Li He: I lie down hungry and examine my bones and teeth, and my coarse hair pricks the flowers. The mane is scorched and the red color has faded, and the hair is broken and lint grows.
Li He's Twenty-Three Ma Poems: The wine of Ximu is about to run out, and the rice of Dongwang has dried up. If the king goes away, who will pull the shaft?
Twenty-three Horse Poems by Li He The red rabbit has no one to use it, so it must be ridden by Lu Bu. I heard that Guo dismounted and restrained the barbarians.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems Uncle Sian has gone away in a hurry, and now he is no longer carrying the dragon. Frost is coming at night, and the horse is broken by the west wind.
Li He's Twenty-Three Ma Poems Urging the leader to cross the Wujiang River, Shen Zui wept to the wind. The king is undressing his sword now, where can he chase heroes?
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems. The inner horse is given to the palace servants, and the silver spear is used to stab the Qishao. At noon on the salt slope, the wind and dust are blowing.
Li He's Twenty-Three Ma Poems The first batch of bamboos is gathered in the ears, but the peach blossoms have not yet appeared on the body. He must stir up the formation at times and lead him to borrow the general.
Li He's Twenty-three Ma Poems. Whose family is Baojue? He always smells the fragrance of chivalrous bones. Heaping up gold to buy horse bones will be given to King Xiang of Chu.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems: The fragrance is fragrant and the ocher is new, and the dragon is coiled and its stirrup scales are furrowed. Looking back at Nanmo, who says spring is not here?
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems If you don't follow Huan Gong in hunting, how can you subdue the tiger's power? Once you get out of the ditch, you can see the flying clouds.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems: The sword of the Tang Dynasty killed the Duke of Sui, and the fist hair belonged to Taizong. Don't think that gold armor is too heavy, but go catch the whirlwind.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems: The white iron files the green crops, and the fine sand falls between the anvils. The world pities the small neck, but Jin Qi is afraid of the long teeth.
Twenty-three Horse Poems by Li He Bole looked forward, with spiral hair in his belly. I'm just picking up white grass now, but one day I'll see green mountains.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems. The Xiao Temple carries Buddhist scriptures on horseback, and Yuan comes from the country of Zhu. I only know that there are good signs, but I don’t know how to walk around the stage.
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems The siege is like a swallow's tail, and the sword is like a fish intestine. If you want to travel a thousand miles, you must first take advantage of your eyes.
Li He's Twenty-Three Horse Poems: Temporarily tied to the soaring yellow horse, the immortal ascends to the colorful building. It is necessary to whip jade and restrain officials, why should they be relegated to Gaozhou?
Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems. The sweat and blood reaches the Wang family, and the jade is shaken by the Luan. When Shaojun rides on the sea, people see him as a green mule.
Li He's Twenty-Three Ma Poems Emperor Wu loved the gods and burned gold to get purple smoke. The stables are all full of meat and horses, and they can't help but climb up to the sky.
Wait... 3. Write poems for the night
Sauvignon Blanc (Nalan Xingde) A journey through the mountains, a journey through the water, and walk towards the bank of Yuguan.
Thousands of lights in the night. The wind changes and the snow changes, shattering the homesickness and dreams.
There is no such sound in the hometown. The Sapphire Case·Yuan Xiu (Xin Qiji) The east wind blows thousands of flowers and trees down at night, and the stars fall like rain. BMW carvings fill the road with fragrance, the phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night.
The golden strands of moth snow and willow trees are filled with laughter and hidden fragrance. The crowd searched for her thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, but there she was, in a dimly lit place. "Night Mooring on the Maple Bridge" by Zhang Ji At night, the crows were crows and the sky was covered with frost.
Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rings to the passenger ship. Happy Rain on a Spring Night Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the fire on the river boats is only bright.
Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city. Traveling at Night (Du Fu) The shore is fine with fine grass and the breeze blows, and the raft is in danger of being left alone in the night boat.
The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river. Isn't it famous for writing articles? Officials should retire due to old age and illness.
What does Piao Piao look like? There is a sandy gull in the sky and the earth. Stay in Tonglu River and send me an old tour of Guangling (Meng Haoran). The mountains are dark and the ape is sad, and the Cangjiang River flows rapidly at night.
The wind rustled the leaves on both sides of the bank, and the moon shone on a lonely boat. Jiande is not my homeland, but we should reminisce about old travels.
I will also send two lines of tears to the west of the sea. Untitled (Li Shangyin) Last night's stars and last night's wind, west of the painting building and east of Guitang.
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.
I listened to the drums and went to answer the officials, walking around Malantai and turning around. Untitled No. 1 (Li Shangyin) Come with empty words and leave without a trace, the moon is setting at five o'clock upstairs.
The dream is far away and it is difficult to cry, and the book is hastened to become ink. The wax illuminates the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated that Pengshan was far away, and it was even more separated by Pengshan, which was 10,000 layers away. He stayed in Jiandejiang (Meng Haoran). He moved his boat to Yanzhu, and at dusk the guests were worried about the new arrival. The sky is low and the trees are low in the wilderness. The clear moon on the river is close to the people. Autumn Eve (Du Mu) The cold autumn light of silver candles paints the screen, and the small light fan flutters the fireflies.
The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down to watch Altair and Vega.