1. I can't see Chu Tianyao's way home in spring. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -"Shui Long Yin Deng Jian Kang Shangxin Pavilion" Xin Qiji
4. Early plum blossoms make tall trees, reflecting Chu Tianbi. -"Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan
5. back and forth I go, scarcely meeting anyone, and sing a long poem and gaze at the blue sky. -"Xiju" Liu Zongyuan
6. Huanxisha Liaoan is full of orange and pomelo fragrance
Five Dynasties: Sun Guangxian
Liaoan is full of orange and pomelo fragrance. The far away solitary sail, a little white light at the junction of the water. My eyes followed the Swan Goose of the swan, until his shadow disappeared in the distance.
I watched Zheng Hong fly, and my thoughts drifted away with the flowing water. Autumn red orchid, the blue waves of the river, will certainly let him miss the affectionate Xiaoxiang.
7. Man Jianghong Ganzhou is the satrap of Chen Jiling
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The sunset is boundless, the wind is calm, and the sails are weak. Remember, flirting, beautiful scenery. Tired guests don't know where they are, but the beauty has already returned the news. Then he returned, only to give a cloud and help the king.
some things, how to get it. Know that there is hate, don't remember it again. But chutian specially, the twilight clouds are bright. Things that pass by are not satisfactory, and nine times out of ten, the head is white today. Smile Jiangzhou, Sima is too affectionate, blue and wet.
8. Chu Yin
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
left the palace on the mountain and went upstairs, and the river flowed in front of the palace.
the days of Chu Tian are dim and rainy, and Song Yu has no worries and worries himself.
9. The river is blasphemous and the wind is tight and the geese fly high
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
The wind is tight and the geese fly high, and there is no end to falling trees. Chutian soul dreams and fragrance disappear, and the green hills are facing each other.
a wisp of intermittent cool clouds came, and a few wisps of spiritual rain fell. It's cold and red tonight, where does Yuanyang live?
1. Chrysanthemum flowers are new. Send Zhang Jianyang to Jianghua with rhyme.
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Worried about the dusk of pedestrians, he walked to live in the sound of partridges. There are waves in the cave, under the leaves of trees, where is Chutian.
There should be countless broken willows. Blow the flute when you leave the pavilion. There are several Zheng Hong, accompanied by him, who sent Jun south. 2. Seeking Poems Containing Chutian
Poems Containing Chutian:
1. Yulinling Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty)
was cold and sorrowful, and was late for Changting, and the shower began to rest. There is no mood to drink in the door account, and the boat in the place of nostalgia urges the hair. Holding hands looked at each other, tears in eyes, until finally there was no words, a thousand words choking on the throat can not say. I miss a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the dusk is heavy.
Affectionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, which is even worse than snubbing the Qing Autumn Festival. Who knows where I am when I sober tonight? Yang Liuan has a small wind and a waning moon. This is a long time, the people who fall in love are not together, I expect even to meet the good weather, good scenery, as in name only. Even if there is full of emotion, and who can enjoy it with?
2. "Xue Mei Xiang Jing Xiao Suo" Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty)
Jing Xiao Suo, the dangerous building has a clear sky. I was sad about autumn, and Song Yuying was the same at that time. The fishing market is lonely and cold, while the water village is full of Wu Ye's sorrow. Chu Tiankuo, waves dipped in the setting sun, thousands of miles dissolved.
there is a breeze. Think of beauty, don't worry about your face, and gather your eyebrows. It's a pity that in those days, Dun was a good boy. Elegant and graceful, the posture is full of joy, and the water is flowing in the west and east. Boredom, hate, lovesickness, do your best to pay for it.
3, "Shui Long Yin Deng Jian Kang Shangxin Pavilion" Xin Qiji (Southern Song Dynasty)
Chu Tian is thousands of miles away in clear autumn, and the water goes with the days in the autumn. The sight of the mountains in the distance only caused my sorrow and resentment towards the end of the country, and the mountains, like the Hosta plantaginea and spiral coil on the head of a woman. The sun in the west slants toward this floor, and in the sky far away from the wild goose cries, and I am wandering the homesick wanderer in the south of the Yangtze river. I looked at this precious sword, and I took the railing of the upstairs, and no one understood the mind I was building now.
Don't say that the perch is terrible, the west wind is gone, and the season eagle has not returned? Like the xusi who only bought land for themselves, should be afraid of ashamed to see the brilliant complete in both respects Liu Bei. Unfortunately, time like the flow of the past, I really worried about the wind and rain drift of the country, really like the Huan Wen said that the tree has grown so much! Ask who to invite those who are wearing red green singing girls, to wipe out the hero's frustrated tears for me!
4, "Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan (Middle Tang Dynasty)
Early Plum grows tall and reflects Chu Tianbi. At night, the north wind blowing, fragrant, the morning thick cream to add a white.
if you want to give it to Wan Li, it's separated by mountains and rivers. Cold English sits on the pin, why comfort distant guests? 3. About the poem "Twilight"
Liu Yong's "Yulinling" is cold and sorrowful, and it is late for Changting.
at the beginning of the shower, when everyone drinks in the tent, they will miss the place, and the blue boat will urge them to send it. Holding hands looked at each other, tears in eyes, until finally there was no words, a thousand words choking on the throat can not say.
when I think about it, it's a thousand miles away, and the dusk is heavy. Affection hurts parting since ancient times, which is even more comparable, and it is cold and clear autumn festival.
where will you wake up tonight? Fear is only the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the waning of the waning of the waning moon. This is a long time, the people who fall in love are not together, I expect even to meet the good weather, good scenery, as in name only.
there are thousands of customs, so who should I tell! ---------------. The moss covered the steps, and Bai niao deliberately stayed behind.
deep trees grow in the dusk, and small buildings descend in the setting sun. Who knows this silent bamboo road, leading to the song of the bustling Yangzhou.
-----------. The scenery of Sanwu, the pavilion of Gusu, is at the beginning of the twilight.
In the old country of Fu Cha, there were no incense trails but barren hills. In the bustling place, you can't see it, but you can smell the elk.
back in those days, when the air force fought a decisive battle, the map king took the hegemony endlessly. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the clouds and waves are billowing, and Fan Li's boat is overturned.
before the test, I learned from the old history, which was full of load and romantic. The setting sun and the grass are boundless, and it will be a sorrow for all ages.
-----------. Gradually, the scenery is fading, the wind anvil is ringing, and the frost trees are red and sparse.
yunqu. Seeing the new wild goose crossing, Naijiaren does not stop the sound book.
the empty legacy is sorrowful for autumn, and the heart is full of hatred. Huangdu.
it's a thing of the past to think about traveling. Read the wine as a song, lie low and pillow, and turn over the lonely.
going home. Look at the place vertically, but the sunset is full of flat weeds.
if you win silently, you will waste no time. ---------------.
because it was very original, so I bought it. It's been a long time since you had a lot of obstacles.
even more scattered, the pulse is like the sky. Have pity, but have no choice.
two dislikes, a little false love. It's dusk to be alone in a tall building.
with warm vermilion, no one will understand this. ---------------.
take advantage of the beautiful scenery and the lanterns to compete for release, and the thick flame burns empty and connects brocade. Seeing the bright moon and the picturesque city, the shadows of flowers are cold and crimson.
gradually hidden, hibiscus, blooming autumn waters. The satrap sings infinitely.
holding tall buildings and moving pearls and jade. Pour thousands of wells, dance pavilions, and look forward to Zhu Lunqing's preaching.
control BMW and brave thousands of riders. The silver candle shines for miles.
like a chaotic cluster, there are thousands of cold stars, and they are crowded into the shadow of the penghu. The banquet hall is full of talents, with colorful powder and Yao hairpin and beads.
I'm afraid to see it. I'm urged by Dan's imperial edict, and I'm waiting on Yan. Get drunk early and get drunk all night.
slow lead prostitutes. Draw corners, blow old plum blossoms, and the moon sets on the west tower.
-----------. The round mirror flies high, and another autumn and a half.
whoever is the same in color, turns to his heart and listens to the lonely geese in the clouds. Asking for the moon stopped to drink, where is the brocade robe? There is no companion.
fortunately, in the south, the poetry league wine club, carved candles to win, led to a slow sorrow. In the building this evening, I will play after Alianqing.
drinking drama and singing crazily, the song always dances, and the drunken cold light is messy. Happiness is difficult to be poor, and it is easy to know the stars, but it is also a sigh.
-----------. The sail rolls and the rainbow waves are cold, and the rustling maple leaves first fall.
Wan Qing coloured glaze, a golden mirror, become three guests with me. The blue sky is vast, and Rising Silver Man is fighting for white.
In the middle of the night, the fish and dragons quietly disappeared, and the spirit flag closed in the dusk, and the sky and the light met. Ying che gan Kun, all released, stacked jade ice palace que.
wash away the mundane mind, forget the world, and all dreams are over. There is a sea of clouds in my chest, and I am still immersed in the bright moon.
-----------. Looking at the twilight of the mountain fans, the smoke is dark and lonely.
it's as light as a shock. The heart is like a mirror, the temples are like clouds, and the shadows are clear, and the moon is bright.
Man is sad. He is Ran Ran, aged, and he has changed his appearance. The past is a long time, and the ten years are in a hurry.
I miss Yun Xuan's dream and look back on the spring sky. Cai Feng is far away, jade flute is cold, night is quiet, and hatred is endless.
sighing that yellow dust has buried jade for a long time, heartbroken and weeping. ---------------.
See a green cover with red makeup and a fragrant handle. The moon is interested, and the twilight is full of silver.
a round of high hanging, and the same, thousands of miles clear light. It's cool in autumn.
the jade arm is exposed, and the wind blows the clouds. I couldn't bear to sleep all night, so I drank Qingzun and thought more about it.
I'm lucky to have an infinite collection of my own work. In the boundless universe, after the static pole, there are ten parties.
roundness does not damage the awn. Get along, sit alone in the Hu bed. 4. The poem about red plums
Wang Anshi in Yongmei
There are several plums in the corner, and Ling Han alone opens them
from a distance, knowing that it is not snow, because there is a faint fragrance coming.
Early Plum
The east wind is westerly, and the leaves in the middle of the wooded mountains are empty.
Only the plum blossoms can't be blown out, but they are still new white and new red.
< The riverside hangs down and wants to open.
Take care of your love, and send spring to the roots.
"Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan
Early Plum is a tall tree, reflecting Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to give it to Wan Li and walk across the mountains and rivers. Take up all the amorous feelings in the small garden.
The shadows are horizontal and the water is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon.
The frost birds want to sneak in first, and the pink butterflies are dead if they know each other.
Fortunately, there is a whisper, so you don't have to be good at playing gold bottles.
Plum Blossom by Jiang Weihan
The previous tree in Bai Yutang.
Xuemei (part I) Lu Meipo
Mei Xue refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet stopped writing and commented on the chapter.
Mei Xuxun's snow was white, but the snow lost a piece of plum fragrance.
Xuemei (part II) Lu Meipo
There was plum without snow, but there was snow without poetry.
At sunset.
When everyone drinks in the tent, he is anxious to stay in the boat. Holding hands looked at each other, tears in eyes, until finally there was no words, a thousand words choking on the throat can not say.
when I miss the smoke of thousands of miles, the dusk is heavy. Affection hurts parting since ancient times, and it is even more worthy of snubbing the Qing autumn festival.
where will you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan has a small wind and a waning moon. This is a long time, the people who fall in love are not together, I expect even to meet the good weather, good scenery, as in name only.
even though there are thousands of customs, who should I talk to? 2, "Xue Meixiang Jing Xiaosuo" Liu Yong (Northern Song Dynasty) Jing Xiaosuo, the dangerous building has a clear sky on its own. I was sad about autumn, and Song Yuying was the same at that time.
In the fishing market, the smoke is cold and blue, while in the water village, Wu Ye is worried about red. Chu Tiankuo, waves dipped in the setting sun, thousands of miles dissolved.
there is a breeze. Think of beauty, don't worry about your face, and gather your eyebrows.
it's a pity that, in those days, Dun was a good boy. Elegant and graceful, the posture is full of joy, and the water is flowing in the west and east.
bored, resentful and lovesick, I will pay for it. 3, "Shui Long Yin Deng Jian Kang Shangxin Pavilion" Xin Qiji (Southern Song Dynasty) Chu Tian Qian Li Qing Qiu, the water goes to autumn with the sky.
from afar, I offer my sorrow and hate, and my hairpin is a bun. The sun in the west slants toward this floor, and in the sky far away from the wild goose cries, and I am wandering the homesick wanderer in the south of the Yangtze river.
I saw Wu Gou, patted the railing all over, and no one would attend. Don't say the perch is chopped up to cook delicious food, the west wind blows it, I wonder if the Zhang Jiying has come back? Like the xusi who only bought land for themselves, should be afraid of ashamed to see the brilliant complete in both respects Liu Bei.
it's a pity that the years are fleeting, and the trees are so sad and stormy! Ask who to invite those who are wearing red green singing girls, to wipe out the hero's frustrated tears for me! 4, "Early Plum" Liu Zongyuan (Mid-Tang Dynasty) made tall trees in early plum blossoms, reflecting Chu Tianbi. At night, the north wind blowing, fragrant, the morning thick cream to add a white.
if you want to give it to Wan Li, it's separated by mountains and rivers. Cold English sits on the pin, why comfort distant guests? . 6. About the ancient red poem
1, The Red Peony In the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei was
green, gorgeous, leisurely and quiet, and his red dress was shallow and deep.
the flower heart is broken, and the spring scenery is intimate.
Translation: The green leaves of the red peony are quietly spreading, and the colors of the red peony are rare and dark. In the face of withering, peony is heartbroken. Do you know what peony thinks?
2, "Red Plum" Wang Shipeng in Song Dynasty
The peaches and plums are not jealous of each other, and their looks are different.
it's still snowy and frosty, but it's not very red.
Don't be jealous of me, Prunus mume. Prunus mume and Prunus mume bloom differently. Hongmei has experienced a snowstorm, and there are traces of snow on her body. It still doesn't admit that its color is very red.
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it's raining in the middle of the night on the plane tree leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
I keep a remnant lamp alone. It is almost burnt out. It is getting cold at first, and autumn air fills the tapestry and the silver screen. In the middle of the night, the rain drops on the phoenix tree, and every leaf makes a sound, which is a sad sound of parting.
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