Look at me, Greater China, 5,000 years is magnificent. There have been too many glories, and China's ancient poems, which are still circulating, edifying and nourishing us, are o
Look at me, Greater China, 5,000 years is magnificent. There have been too many glories, and China's ancient poems, which are still circulating, edifying and nourishing us, are one of the bright pearls, always shining!
Starting from the earliest Song of Digging the Ground, which praised the self-sufficient farming life in the pre-Qin period, there are 19 straightforward and sincere ancient poems, to the gorgeous romance of Chu Ci, Li Sao and ci style, the generous strategy of life and death in the Warring States period, and the realistic style of Yuefu in the Han Dynasty, which is mixed with Sima Xiangru's beautiful poems, straightforward, gorgeous and realistic again and again. During the nearly 300 years of the Tang Dynasty, there were more than 40,000 ancient poems left to later generations, which is said to account for only 1% of the whole period. What kind of poem is this prosperous time? This number alone is enough for us to imagine and yearn for, not to mention the celebrities who twinkle like stars during the period. During this period, the frontier poets in the early Tang Dynasty were bold and graceful, while the realism of Bai Juyi and Du Fu in the late Tang Dynasty was still radiant. Song ci is our pride again. At that time, the Song Dynasty was already the richest country in the history of China. Although there was no grand occasion for countries in the Tang Dynasty to come to Korea, they were biased towards the Central Plains and were enemies on all sides. Because the economy has developed to the peak of feudal society, literary talent has also been popular with the predecessors. Of course, it will not be satisfied with the lush shadows of Tang poetry. At this time, the words that began in the Tang Dynasty and were stereotyped in the Five Dynasties were finally praised and praised by the Song people in moderation. At that time, there were Dongpo, Weng Fang, Fan Zhongyan and others, and the graceful and restrained school included Yi 'an, Liu Yong, Qin Guan, Li Houzhu and others. There are more flowers. The literati wrote beautiful words and numerous epigrams of various styles to describe the state of the world. As for Yuan Qu, there is Guan Hanqing's Dou E Yuan Yuan, a song named Copper Pea, which is powerful and proud. Ma Zhiyuan's "Jing Tian Sand", the withered vine and the old tree are faint, the bridge is flowing, the sun is setting, and the heartbroken people are in the end of the world. The loneliness of the wanderer is highlighted, like a picture drawn with white lines, clear and regrettable. Finally, the surreal novels of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Travels of the Old Disabled and Evil Sea Flowers, make people feel cold and warm after reading all the cold in the world.
? Counting famous books, too numerous to mention, vast. It seems far away from us, but it's not. They come from their predecessors, but with heavy reality and ideals, they describe the ups and downs of their predecessors' lives, their experiences, their feelings, their struggles and their struggles. We are all going through it one by one. Famous poems, famous sentences and famous articles describe our lives all the time, warm our souls and refine our thoughts. When you love deeply, you are moving, and you have gone through countless years of wind and frost. This feeling is the same today and in the past.
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The bold and unconstrained places on Dongpo are: a river that never returns, a romantic figure through the ages! Taibai Tour: If you don't see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky, you will never return to the sea! Look at the mountains and rivers in front of you. It's really that we are both sublimed to distant thoughts!
In the same rain, Du Fu cared about people's feelings, sneaked into the night with the wind, and moistened things silently. The spring rain slowly moistens the earth, and ordinary people can plant crops. Because of the night's wind and rain, Zheng Banqiao was worried about destroying the poor people's houses. Looking at the bamboo leaves falling in Official's Son because of relentless wind and rain, he was so concerned that he wrote a poem "Leaves are always concerned". In her later years, Li Qingzhao, a woman who was born as an outstanding person and died as a ghost, was an out-and-out literate woman, who cried when she saw flowers and went to court. I am lazy to draw slices, watch the rain outside the curtain, miss the sincerity far away, and casually say: the yellow flowers on the ground are gaunt and damaged, and people are thinner than yellow flowers! Looking at the richness of Haitang again, I asked the shutter. I said that Haitang was still there, but I was very disappointed: Do you know that it should be green, fat, red and thin? Tears are in front of my eyes, and rain drops through a window in front of my steps. It's true, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? , three points the awaken of spring, very lovesick.
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? Getting together with friends is a good scenery in Jiangnan. Meet the gentleman when the flowers fall, and the scenery should be timely. The mountains are blue and the water is clear. My friends, my road is covered with petals-I haven't cleaned it for others, and my thatched cottage door has been closed-but it is open for you now. You must be a good friend for being so generous. During the dinner, I lit a lamp and talked about the past, but suddenly, tonight was a rare event. This lamp was candlelight. In a blink of an eye, green leaves are full of branches. When leaving, be bold and have human feelings. Mochow has no confidant in front, and everyone knows you! Those who are full of feelings can't help feeling sad. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. What is even more frustrating is that the mountains will separate us tomorrow. After tomorrow, who can say for sure? . After all, ancient traffic was too underdeveloped. When we met again, I'm afraid it was already, but now our temples are gray and we find that half of our friends are dead.
? There is a bright moon in the sky, and the ancients send more feelings. Dongpo Temple brothers can't get together and raise their glasses to the bright moon, hoping that people will last for a long time and be beautiful for thousands of miles. Zhang's Moonlit Night on a Spring River covers the whole Tang Dynasty, but it only gives you a clear understanding of Ming Che. Moonlit night, river and spring scenery are all beautiful, which makes people feel as if they are in the boundless moonlit night in poetry and linger. The sea rises and the moon rises, and the horizon is * * * at this time. The moon is thousands of miles away, and the moonlight is like practice. Every time I look up, I feel a little more romantic and uninhibited. What kind of true colors should I be? I can write gorgeous words, such as clothes and flowers, or I can write sinking back, and I suddenly think of the simplicity and irreplaceable of home.
? When sewing clothes for children, I will think of the thread in the hand of a kind mother, and then make clothes for the wayward boy's body in Meng Jiao. I don't know how my parents feel if I don't raise children. In the process of hard parenting, which parent will think about it, but how much love has nothing to grow and gets three points of blessing. Parents' love only has no regrets and no worries. In late spring, it is the children who come back from school early and are busy flying kites in the east wind. Parents are here, don't travel far, filial piety must be at that time, don't support your children, and your relatives are away.
? Facing the difficulties in work, thinking that Mencius' life will be a great responsibility to the people of Sri Lanka, we must first suffer from his mind and work hard for his bones and muscles. I think, if I overcome these difficulties, I will go eventually. I will ride the wind and waves and send it straight to Yun Fan one day. Although he is a man, he is responsible for everything. I dream that I can have the lofty aspirations of the ancients. If you can be poor, you will be immune to it, and if you can achieve it, you will help the world. ?
? Over the years, reciting, reciting, imagining and studying the excellent chapters of the ancients have increasingly felt that this is the most precious spiritual wealth left by our predecessors. In fact, this kind of culture has been nourishing and enriching us in our bones. Although they are words on old paper, stained with the changes of years and bearing the heavy weight of history, they are full of excellent and outstanding connotations, which make us always walk on the right path of life, appreciate everything around us, encourage our kind growth, inspire us to be high-spirited and purify our wisdom at all times. I love this pearl in the splendid culture of our ancient China, and wandering among the ancient poems of China makes me happy forever.