A classic poem describing spring and its appreciation
The author of "The First Meeting in Yangzhou Appreciates Lotte" is Liu Yuxi, a
A classic poem describing spring and its appreciation
The author of "The First Meeting in Yangzhou Appreciates Lotte" is Liu Yuxi, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years.
People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
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Bashan Chushui is a desolate place. For twenty-three years, I was abandoned there by the court. Back to my hometown, all the people I know have passed away. I can only miss it by singing "Remembering the Old Fu" written by Xiang Embroidery when I heard the flute, and I have become the mythical person who rotted the axe, and no one knows him. It's really like a lifetime ago. I'm like a sunken ship. These nouveau riche are like Qian Fan flying by. They are like a diseased tree, full of vitality. I heard the song you sang for me today, so cheer up with this glass of wine.
The author of Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems is Gong Zizhen, a writer in Qing Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
Only the great explosive power of lightning can make the land of China exude vitality, but the social and political situation is not angry, but a kind of sadness.
I advise God to cheer up and not stick to certain norms to belittle more people.
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Only thunderous power can make the land of China full of vitality. However, for people in the ruling and opposition parties, keeping their mouths shut is a kind of sorrow. I advise the emperor to rally, don't stick to certain specifications, and choose more talents.
The author of Wandering Son is Meng Jiao, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
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The kind mother is holding a needle and thread in her hand, making new clothes for the children who are going on a long trip. When she left, she was busy sewing clothes for her son's expedition, fearing that the child would never come back. Who can say that a little filial piety like Hemerocallis can repay the kindness of a loving mother like Chunhui?
The second chapter describes the classical poetry of spring and its appreciation.
The author of Spring Dawn is Meng Haoran, a writer in the Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken?
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Spring dream unconsciously in the morning, birds are singing happily everywhere. Thinking of the sound of rain and wind at night, I lamented how many flowers were scattered in the courtyard.
Li Yu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, is the author of "When are Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon". The full text of this poem is as follows:
When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
The jade carving should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed it. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
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When will the years of killing time end? How much do you remember about the past? Last night, the east wind blew again in the small building where I was held, and the moon hung in the sky, reminding me of the terrible days in my old country. The old carved beams and painted buildings should still be there, but the maids are old. Ask me how much sadness I can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
Liu, a writer in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "Spring Complaint". The full text of this poem is as follows:
The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.
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Outside the screen window, the sun fades and the dusk gradually falls; Lock up the mansion, and no one will see my sad tears. The courtyard is empty, and the spring scenery is about to disappear; Pear flower falls fell all over the floor, and the door closed mercilessly.
The third chapter describes the classical poetry of spring and its appreciation.
The author of Huanxisha Reading the West Wind Alone is Nalan Xingde, a poet and writer in Qing Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
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The autumn wind is cool, the leaves fall and stay alone in front of the window. Think of the past in the sunset. Drinking, sleeping late, gambling and splashing tea were just routine in those days. That's the feeling of loneliness. I miss the past to get rid of it, but I am more lonely. Ordinary things have become dreams.
Cui Hu, a litterateur in Tang Dynasty, wrote Titu Chengnan Village. The full text of this poem is as follows:
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
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Today last year, at the door of a family in Nanzhuang, Chang 'an, I was particularly blushing when I saw a beautiful face and a blooming peach blossom. Today, a year later, I revisit my old place. I don't know where my shy face went. Only peach blossoms are still blooming in this warm spring breeze with a smile.
The author of Red Cliff is Du Mu, a writer in Tang Dynasty. The full text of this poem is as follows:
A broken iron halberd sank into the sand and disappeared, only to find that it was the remnant of Battle of Red Cliffs after grinding and washing.
If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid that Cao Cao will win and Er Qiao will be locked up in Tongquetai.
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A broken halberd sank into the underwater sand without erosion. After polishing and cleaning, it was found to be a relic of Battle of Red Cliffs. If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I am afraid that Cao Cao will win and Er Qiao will be put in Tongquetai.