Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
Second, the introduction of the work:
Farewell, Friend is a farewell poem written by Li Bai, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This is one of Li Bai's famous works. It consists of eight sentences and forty words, expressing the author's reluctance and parting feelings when he bid farewell to his friends. This poem is deeply emotional, cheerful, neat and natural.
From the beginning to the end, the scenery environment when going away to bid farewell to friends will be like lonely Wan Li after writing goodbye to friends, and I don't know where to go, suggesting that I can't bear to leave. The last four sentences are affectionate to the scene, and the feelings of farewell are euphemistic and subtle, touching.
Appreciation of famous sentences: The necklace "I will think of you in the clouds, so I think of me in the sunset" shows the broad background of parting: a white cloud is floating away from the horizon, and a red sun is slowly falling to the horizon. At this time, this scene made the poet feel reluctant to go. These two sentences "floating clouds" to "sunset" and "wandering" to "old human feelings" are also neat and to the point. Poets not only write landscapes, but also skillfully use "floating clouds" to compare friends: just like floating clouds on the horizon, their whereabouts are uncertain and they follow their inclinations. Who knows where they will go? The meaning of infinite concern naturally overflowed, and the red sun slowly set, throwing the last ray of light into the white water of Qingshan, as if unable to bear to leave suddenly. And this is the symbol of the poet's mood at the moment.
2. Poems of floating clouds climbing high and flying to the peak.
Author Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty
There is a towering tower at the top of Feilai Peak. It is said that crows come and the morning sun rises.
As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.
Dan Qing presented General Cao Ba/A Song of Painting to General Cao.
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Jiang Caojun is a descendant of Cao Cao's descendants, but now he is reduced to a poor family.
The era of heroic separatism is gone forever, and Cao Jiawen's chapter is still in your hands.
In calligraphy, your first master, Mrs. Wei, just didn't surpass it.
Indulge in painting, you know that the age of youth is coming. In fact, wealth and status are floating away like clouds to me.
During the Kaiyuan period, you were often summoned by Tang Gaozong, and you were guaranteed to board the southern tour many times.
The portrait of the hero in Lingyan Pavilion has faded, and Jiang Caojun can't brush away the repainted noodles.
The head wears a Jinshi crown, and the warrior wears a big feather arrow on his waist.
Male and female hair seems to be shaking, and they seem to be fighting in fierce battles.
In Kaiyuan, the name of Tianma of the late emperor was Jade Flower Cluster, and many painters painted it differently from the original one.
On that day, the jade flower was taken into the temple, and the red rank was erected at the palace gate to increase its prestige.
The emperor ordered you to unfold silk and prepare for painting, and you showed your intelligence and hard work in poor management.
After a while, the dragon horse appeared on silk, which was much more mediocre than all generations of horses.
If a real horse falls on the emperor's bed, the picture of the horse's bed is the same as the rank of standing in front of the real horse.
The emperor smiled and urged the left and right to give you gold, and the servant and the groom were all stunned.
Han Gan, a student of the general, can draw a horse and has many good images.
Han Gan's painting shows no inner spirit, which often kills Liu Hua's horse of life.
The general's painting is beautiful, and the beauty lies in the painting. They are only willing to write a portrait for him.
Now you are wandering in this war-torn society, and ordinary paintings are ordinary passers-by.
In your later years, you suffered from the eyes of the world, and no one in the world was so extremely poor as you.
From the earliest time, I have been reading records all day? ? Wrapped around him.
3. A poem about homesickness, the five-character poem "Silent Night Thinking"
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
rainy season
Tang Bai Juyi
It's foggy in Kesash, and the mountains and rivers are deep here.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast.
Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano.
Cold food among guests
Tang Lizhong
Cold food after a trip, homesickness and tears.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain.
Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing.
Qiu Si-on-River
Don Du Xunhe
Driving along the river, homesick step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound.
Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming.
4. Tang Libai's homesickness poem is so bright at the foot of my bed. Could it have been frosted? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. The rainy Tang Bai lived in Kashgar, where the mountains and rivers are deep.
In autumn, the sound of the beach is more urgent and the canyon is overcast. Looking at the clouds to cover your eyes, homesick for raindrops.
How will you comfort your loneliness? Thanks to this north window piano. Cold food is right in the middle of Tang Li's trip. Cold food, homesick tears towel.
The sound book is broken in the sky, and the peach and plum spring rain. Not in the mood to drink, but there is reason to sing.
How many people lost outside his suburbs and went out for an outing. On the banks of the river, Tang and Du Xunhe, holding horses, miss their hometown step by step.
Raise the whip and wave the willow color, and then lose the cicada sound. Long road of autumn crops, about the ancient city of Leng Yun.
The family is poor and rich, and there is no land to return to farming. Farewell to an old friend, go south to the place where Zhang Qiao accumulated homesickness in Tang Dynasty, and the world gathered in turmoil.
The shore is long and the group is late, and the lake is wide and sails in autumn. Buy wine over fishermen, divide the lights and fish the boat.
When Xiaoxiang sees a goose, it is advisable to travel alone. Homesickness, as a Tang Buxie and a traveler from the north, has never answered the letter from Yunnan.
If you don't sweep the flowers in front of the court, you will climb the willow outside the door. Selling silver candles after sitting for a long time will lose face.
Hanging in the autumn night, Wan Li shines on the mountains. In winter, Shan Ye is homesick, and the Tang, Zhou and Tian began to be neat, with high clouds and clear colors.
Trees are cold and birds are rare, and monks are rare in the mountains. Collect the snow on the back window of the sun and open the furnace to release the inkstone ice.
I suddenly returned to my old country and wanted to live in Xiling. Yunmeng ancient city sees the ruins of Tang Rongyu's old country in autumn, and wants to visit the ancient city when you board it.
Once people change, thousands of years of water will flow in vain. Dream Zhu Hongsheng night, Jingmen tree color autumn.
When the clouds don't disperse, I look at my homesickness. In addition to staying up all night, Don Hotel's cold light stayed up all night alone, and the guest turned sad.
Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year. My hometown Xinghua Tang intends to send flowers and wine to celebrate the opening of the new store, flowers on the left and teacups on the right.
Ask a cuttlefish and a glass of wine. How can an old friend be different? The river village outside homesickness is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows it. Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves.
Looking from a distance, Yuan Zhen in the Tang Dynasty is full of sad winter scenery and harmony, and there are many mangrove temples in one mountain. Zhong Xuan is full of homesick tears, and Zhang Shuidong flows like jade waves.
And Sanxiang poetry Tang Gaoqu Qian Shan Wanshan north and south, Che Xuan who does not miss home. Being alone will make you sad, for fear of hurting peaches and plums.
Homesick Tang Emei Mountain is like oil, pity me not to sail. When the sails leave Gimpo, the songs will flow in unison.
0 1. Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? -Li Bai 02. I advise you to have a glass of wine. It's unreasonable to go out in the west. -Wang Wei 03. Where is the sun curtain sail, the horizon breaks people's intestines.
-Meng Haoran 04. The solitary sail overlooks the blue sky and only sees the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. -Li Bai 05. Know yourself in the sea, and heaven is still our neighbor.
Wang Bo 06. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai 07. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
-Su Shi 08. A stranger in a foreign land misses his relatives on holidays. -Wang Wei 09. If you want to become hundreds of billions, go to the peak to see your hometown.
-Liu Zongyuan 10. You asked about the uncertain return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. -Li Shangyin 1 1. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?
-Wang Anshi 12. I don't know where to blow reeds, hoping to find my hometown overnight. -Li Yi 13. I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
-Li Bai 14. You left for no reason. -Xu Shu 15. I know that the human heart is not like a tree, so people don't like flowers.
-Xiao Zixian 16. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. —— Li Shangyin 17. It's embarrassing to know when lovesickness will meet.
-Li Bai 18. In March, the wind and water came, and a letter from home was worth a ton of gold 19. Old vines are crying faintly, bridges are flowing, and ancient roads are thin and thin. But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker and the sad mist was hanging over the enami. Water brings you the feeling of home, dragging your boat for 300 miles. When wine enters sorrow, it turns into acacia tears. 23.* * Seeing the bright moon crying is a red heart. In five places, all diseases are the same. Tell me what happened there! .
When you pass by my window, are plum blossoms blooming? (Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems) 2. Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed. Where do children come from when they meet strangers? "He zhang's" hometown couplet ") 3. The spine of the book is broken, winter returns to winter and spring returns to spring.
The closer I get to my hometown, the more timid I am, afraid to inquire about people from home. Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River") 4. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang. (Wang Wan's "The Next Berth on Beibao Mountain") 5. It's only seven days in spring and two years away from home.
The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom. (Xue Daoheng, "Every day someone misses home") 7. The sound of Yudi's flight was dark, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, everyone can't remember the national conditions. (Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night") 8. It has been ten frosts in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night.
For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bingzhou is my hometown. (Liu Zao's Journey to the North) 9. Wanderers listen to drums and autumn geese sing.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. 10. "Moonlight Remembers Brothers" (Don Du Fu) The wanderer listens to the sound of wild geese and drums to indicate the autumn war. He knows the dew cream tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright! Oh, my brothers, what's the point of my life without you? However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? 1 1. Huaiyuan (Zhang Tang 90) Full Moon, the moon, grown full now over the sea. * * * At this time, my lover complained that the candle was lost at night and my body was covered with clothes and dew. Du Shaofu was appointed Prince of Zhou Shu.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. A political prisoner listened to the cicada robin Wang Xi singing, and the south crown was full of thoughts.
I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner. His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? . Liu Changqing, the owner of Furong Mountain, stayed in the snow, and it was far away at dusk.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. Parting evening rain to Zhou Li, Wei, is it raining all the way across the river to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing.
The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain.
Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river. Night parking near Fengqiao, Zhang Ji, cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing, fire, I am worried about not sleeping.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. There are many weeds and flowers beside Liuyuxi Suzaku Bridge in Wuyi Lane, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan, and the jade bird is diligent.