Tang dynasty: Wen
I began to recruit priests in the morning and felt sorry for my hometown.
When a chicken crows at the Maodian Moon, people walk on the Banqiao Frost.
Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and orange flowers are on the wall of the post.
Because they remembered Ling Du's dream, the geese returned home full of food.
Translation:
Get up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots have shaken; On the long journey, the wanderer misses his hometown sadly.
The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Banqiao is full of frost, so guests should follow their feet first.
Withered oak leaves are covered with barren hills and roads; There are bright pale white and bitter orange flowers on the mud wall of the post office.
Recalling the beautiful scene of dreaming of Ling Du last night, flocks of ducks and geese were playing in the lake pond on the shore.
2. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin.
The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy.
In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag.
Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Translation:
The north wind swept across the earth, breaking the white grass, and it snowed heavily in the sky in August in Saibei.
The spring breeze seems to blow up overnight, and the trees are in full bloom like pear blossoms.
Snowflakes flew into the bead curtain and wet the curtain. Fox fur was too thin to keep warm and covered with brocade quilt.
The general's hands are too cold to open the bow, and his armor is too cold to put on.
The endless desert is covered with thick ice, and the sky in Wan Li is filled with gloomy clouds.
The coach put the wine in the account as a farewell party to return the guests, and the Huqin Pipa Qiangdi played an ensemble.
At night, the snow in front of Yuanmen kept falling, the red flag froze and the wind could not move.
Take you back to Beijing outside the east gate of Luntai. Tianshan road was covered with heavy snow when I went there.
You have disappeared from the winding mountain road, leaving only a line of horseshoe prints in the snow.
3. Tibadong Temple
Northern Song Dynasty: Kou Zhun
The mountain is deep and small, and the tree is half old.
Translation:
There are few paths in the deep mountains, and nearly half of the old trees have no branches and leaves.
4. "There are nine things in the mountain"
Yuan Dynasty: Wang Mian
Take advantage of the warm mountain road, find a secluded place to cross the wild pavilion.
Translation:
Take advantage of the warm mountain road and rest in the pavilion in the suburbs.
5. Gift to Guo Daochang
Song Dynasty: Dai Fugu
The mountain path is covered with moss and full of guests.
Translation:
Mountain roads are covered with moss, and they are most happy to have guests.
2. What are the poems describing the path? 1, lakes and mountains are better than Weng's, and the shady path is oblique.
Lu You: Seclusion in Early Song and Summer
Lakes and mountains are my home, and willow trees are a path. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake.
The new crop of bamboo shoots has matured, and the magnolia has just begun to blossom. Alas, let bygones be bygones, who * * * will sleep in afternoon European tea.
Explanation:
Lakes and mountains are my home, and the path of Sophora japonica Liu Yin is faint. When the lake overflows, egrets are dancing, grass is singing and frogs are everywhere. The bamboo shoots of the new crop have matured, but the brush flowers have just begun to bloom. When we met, we never met. Who mentioned it before we dreamed of having tea at noon?
2. September rice fork, firefly low flying diameter oblique.
Zhong Xing in the South Tianshan Mountains: Li He in Tang Dynasty
Autumn is crisp, the autumn wind is white, and the pond is full of water and insects. There is Yanyun root moss on the mountain, and the cold red tears are charming.
In September, the rice fork is deserted, and the firefly flies at a low angle. Stone veins and flowing springs drip sand, and ghost lights are picturesque.
Explanation:
The autumn wind swept, the autumn fields were bright and clean, the pond was deep and clear, and bugs were chirping in the grass. Mossy rocks, thick clouds floating. Autumn flowers with dewdrops are crying 62616964757a68696416fe59b9e7ad94313334331353433. In September, the rice in the wasteland is uneven, and fireflies with cold light are flying low on the inclined path. The spring water seeping from the crevices drops into the sand, and the jack-o'-lantern is like a painted lamp in the grave, and the pine forest is dotted with flowers.
3, the door is connected with the grass, the horse drinks spring water and steps on shallow sand.
"Appreciating the King's Half-Day Village and Showing Li Mingfu" Tang: Lang Shiyuan
The village reflected the cold, and the original day was already oblique, and the dense bamboo returned to the crow early. South Changxi Road is a group of caves, and there are several neighbors to the east of Banjing.
The door is connected with grass, the horse drinks spring water and treads shallow sand. I wanted to invite my host Lin to dinner last month. I still miss the flowers in the county.
Explanation:
The afterglow of the sunset was scattered on the Yuan Ye outside the village. People in the village were smoking, and crows flew into the depths of the jungle early. The path to the south of the stream faces the mountains, and several neighbors to the east are still bathed in the sunset. There are lush flowers and plants on both sides of the path in front of the door, and horses are drinking their own sweet springs on the soft sand and mud. I really want to stay in Ji You's residence and enjoy the beautiful moonlight. I want to go to Li Taishou's place to enjoy flowers.
4, birds go to the plateau, the path is crowded.
Topic Song Ting Yi Tang Dynasty: Zhang Hu
The mountains are far beyond the sky, and the country is in the East. Hamming saw it the day before and Jiang Bai heard the news.
Birds go to the plateau, people go to the path. Running away from the past is not in the five lakes.
Explanation:
The vast mountains are connected with the distant sky, and Zeguo is in the southeast, in the boundless smoke. How bright the sea is, showing a red sun, a mirror-like river, and the wind makes silver waves, making waves. The mountain road is steep, only birds can pass through it, and people are scattered, connecting winding paths to a secluded place. Old friend in seclusion, where are you in Zeguo? I've been everywhere, but I can't find your whereabouts.
5, stone chaos knows spring pharynx, moss shortage.
Self-scheduling of Spring Festival Evening in Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The ground is better than dust, and the body is idle. Yat sen villa winds over bamboo, and the moon is blooming in the middle of the night.
The stone chaos knows the spring pharynx, and the moss is barren and oblique. Tao Ran relied on gin, but forgot to stay in Shanjia.
Explanation:
Being in a beautiful place can make people forget those annoying worldly things; In your spare time, you will think of the beautiful scenery of the four seasons. In the clear night sky, the wind blows through the bamboo forest; It is late at night, and the clear moonlight shines on the flowers. The mountain spring flows in the rocks with a low voice. The path is crooked and covered with moss. I was so carefree that I forgot that I was in a remote family.
3. This poem "Towards Nature" describes this road.
There are countless bright rhythms floating in the sky.
follow conventionality
The passage of time is sometimes like a song
When you're thinking here,
Happy times are like memories.
Stay away.
I won't miss you.
But I long for your love and comfort.
When nature is full of vitality
It's hard to describe my love.
Like yesterday's sunshine, today is like you at this time.
Keep me.
It must be summer.
A wonderful story matures in the rainy season.
Greet you like a spring breeze man
Surround you with a forgotten and locked heart
Say meet again after a long separation
Enough to make you cry.
Like an ancient road full of weather.
There is only one voice echoing.
Endless green connects Yan Yan's miles.
Will not stop.
Green is graceful, and red is delicate and charming.
It is grace that holds it up.
It's cold, it's fierce, it's lonely practice.
It is the pride of the strugglers.
Your warm world
Belongs to a brave man and an innocent girl.
Winter and wisdom
A cheerful bird belongs to a flowing stream.
The hot sun and the coast
Belongs to the pictographic olive tree
belong to me
And my favorite jungle.
When there are butterflies dancing on the green Yuan Ye.
Just like when you were a kid.
When the night lies quietly by the river.
Wandering like a dream
I'm looking for a long detour
When the fields of dawn
Someone walked in front of the bright spring.
When the wind blows over and over again
To help the silent wilderness
What arm do you touch this with?
Warm and elegant
I walked out of the years.
Follow the rut to the sunny hillside
run quickly
Expect swamp
Keep moving
That open heart is in the drizzle.
Show a charming vastness
The majestic mountains are under beautiful scenery.
Come with me.
A clenched hand with rough arms.
Wave the sun!
Jing Fang.
4. Poems about the Woods are in the small forests of the city.
Green again, my grove.
Ants and flying insects in the Woods
These humble lives come with spring.
Under the soil, I heard the sound of earthworm crawling.
Knock down the mud-sealed door with a soft head
I saw a flock of goats on the grass in the grove.
Waving his long beard and bleating.
Shook my youth and soul.
A black goat came to me leisurely.
Tears of happiness hung on his face.
forest
Wait a day.
When I retired at home
I want to take my life savings.
Go to the unknown mountain forest
Wait a day.
When I lived in the mountains
I want to be with the rustling of green leaves.
Sing, sing.
Wait a day.
When I was too old to sing
I want to sit under the green tree.
Listen to the whispers of leaves
Wait a day.
When I'm too old to breathe
I want to integrate myself into the forest soil.
Wait until that day
I also became a part of the forest.
Become a leaf on a branch
Thinking about the Woods, the Woods ...