Author: Du Mu
Works: A letter to Han Chuo, the magistrate of Yangzhou.
Content:
There is water in the green hills, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Works: mourning
Content:
Down and out, rivers and lakes carry wine, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.
Ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the name of brothel.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Works: Yangzhou Zen Temple.
Content:
After the rain, cicadas sing and autumn is floating.
Moss covered the steps, so Bai Niao stayed late.
Twilight gives birth to deep trees, while setting sun gives birth to small buildings.
Who knows Zhuxi Road? Song is Yangzhou.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Mu
Works: Two Farewells
Content:
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, so it is better to roll a bead curtain.
Love is always heartless, and you won't laugh until you feel respected.
Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
Works: Yangzhou Slow
Content:
Cherish the spring Shen Bing is on the right day, he gave it to Wei Yang. When the snow first fell at night, the wheat was looking forward to it. When he entered his city, the city walls were depressed, the cold water was blue, the twilight was rising, and the defenders were sad. He held his arms sadly, and he felt sorry for the past and the present. The old man in Yan Qian thinks that he has the sorrow of "millet separation".
Huaizuomingdu, a good place in the west of Zhu, is a little early.
Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.
Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees in the pond and still hates talking about soldiers.
Twilight, clear corners and cold winds are all empty cities.
It must be surprising that Du Lang Jun's reward is so important now.
Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate.
The 24th Bridge is still there, and Leng Yue is silent.
After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year.
Li Bai of Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran on his way to Yangzhou.
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone, the blue sky is exhausted, and only the Yangtze River is in the sky.
2. A beautiful poem about snow: 1 Shake the Zhuhu Building, and the snow shines on the jade window to make a palace (Dream of Red Mansions) 2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords.
(Lu Lun: Song of Xia Sai) 3. I know from a distance that it's not snow, because it smells good. (Wang Anshi: plum blossom) 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue.
(Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 6. Qinghai has a long haul of dark snow-capped mountains, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan.
(Wang Changling: Seven Songs of Joining the Army) 7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go") 8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, it's daytime, and the north wind is blowing snow.
(Gao Shi: "Don't move big") 9. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu: quatrains) 10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky.
("Bai Xuege Farewell to Tian Wu Gui") Sent the strategist back to Cen Can to fold the white grass in the north wind, and spent eight days in In the snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Scattered into the bead curtain, it is wet Moro, a fur coat feels very cold, and a cotton pad is as thin as a cicada. The bow became stiff and almost impossible to pull out, and the metal of the armor condensed on people.
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. Look at the snow peaks of Zhongnanshan, and see how Zhongnanshan flies. Zuyong, the white top of the mountain is above the clouds.
After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly. Liu He was drifting in the snow and wandering in the air.
You look like a flower, but it's in the east of Los Angeles. Jiang Xue > Liu Zongyuan, there are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths; A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
The ancients wrote a poem about scenery: "See Luofu in the snow, Yufeng rises, Fushan belongs to the village, and people live in plum blossoms." Bodhisattva Man (Li Qingzhao) broke the sound and returned to the flood, and the snow in the back window fell straight.
The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.
Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold. The snow outside Shen Pei's curtain began to float, and the emerald fragrance was still burning.
Sitting alone at night, people are very tired and far away, and dreams are more lonely. Du Fu in Tang Dynasty: Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets rise to the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "Goodbye" to the eastbound ships. Xue Mei (two songs) Lu Meipo and Xue Mei refused to surrender for spring. The poet's pavilion commented on the pen fee.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. There is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without plum customs.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs. Li Jie heard Dong playing the flute and saw that it was composed by Mrs. Cai, who had already sung eighteen verses one by one. "。
Hearing this, the conference semifinals were filled with tears, and the grass was wet. Han made pork liver sausage for Guike. The border town is full of smoke, the grassland is overcast and the snow is falling.
Brush the strings first, and then brush the horns and feathers. Autumn leaves in the suburbs are shocked [sad] [sad] Dong Fuzi knows that the gods and demons come from the depths of pine trees and eavesdrop. Very handy to slowly knead the fast dial, and the reciprocating gyration seems to contain emotions.
The voice of the mountain birds scattered and gathered, and the song was as dark and clear as Wan Yun. A fledgling wild goose falls behind, weeping for its flock, a Tatar child weeping for his loving mother, then the river waves calm down and the birds sing silently.
It seems that Princess Wusun is far away from home, like Princess Xu Wencheng's feud. The pipa is melodious and free, like a strong wind blowing wildly, and the rain falls on the tiles.
Like the rustle of spring, the rustle of trees, and the singing of wild deer. Chang 'an City is adjacent to the Intermediate People's Court, and the palace gate is in the center of the palace.
Fang Guan is not fettered by fame and fortune, and longs for Alice's play day and night. "Song of Running Horse River Farewell to General Feng in the Western Expedition" Author: I didn't see you. I traveled in the snow, sand, and came from the desert.
On the night of the ninth month, there was a cold wind blowing in the wheel tower and the valley, and the valley was full of broken boulders like pecking rice, which went down and forward with the wind. Despite the dust, the Tatar horse fat, the west of the Jinshan Mountain, and the gathering of smoke and dust, Oh, general of China's army, start your campaign! .
Wear your armor all night and let your soldiers March with rumbling weapons! And the sharp tip of the wind cuts his face like a knife. The sweat of snow evaporates on horseback, freezing the pattern of five-flowered coins, your challenge from the camp, and the ink bottle from the ice.
It has cooled the heart of the barbarian leader, and you will no longer need a real battle! And military adviser Simon attended the ceremony. Du Fu's "Pavilion Night" When the day in winter becomes shorter on the elemental scale, it is the cold night of the end of the world.
Stark sounded the fifth watch, drums and horns rang, and stars and Tianhe danced on three mountains. Wild cries and smells of war, I saw savage fishermen and woodcutters at dawn.
Sleeping dragons and galloping horses are not generals now. They are dust. Be quiet for a while. Oh, the noise of the world ... I look forward to the snow-white town of Du Fu Xiyue and the long bridge of South Lake.
After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right? Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng.
I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable. Yuan Zhen was shocked to see the mountains covered with dark clouds and the rocks drifting like dust. Thousands of bamboo shoots, thousands of jade, thousands of trees and thousands of clouds.
When Gao Pian came home with six flying flowers, he sat there and watched bamboo turn into branches. Outside, the snow in Ouyang Xiu is gone, Qian Shan is green, and the flowers in February by the river are fine. The snow in Mei Xu Xun was originally white, but it lost its fragrance. See a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth, snowflakes falling from the sky, like a white tent being pulled up all around, and the earth immediately turned into a white coat.54338.000000000605 I can't help but think of a poem, "Like spring breeze, night comes and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". How beautiful! 2. Snowflakes are as white as jade. Is it General Xiaotian sent by the Heavenly Palace or the jade leaf falling from the laurel tree in the Moon Palace? Snowflakes are like beautiful jade butterflies, dancing with ecstasy; Like a dandelion blown off; Like flying; Like a little white flower given by an angel; Scattered and gathered, fluttering leisurely, gently Ying Ying, is undoubtedly the masterpiece of the earth! I saw the snow in front of me as naughty as a butterfly, falling under the eaves for a while, falling on the branches for a while, and floating on the faces of pedestrians from time to time.
It is snowing heavily, and the snowflake dances in various postures in the air, or flies, or hovers, or falls straight and quickly and lays on the ground. 4. Snow makes people feel that there is only one word-cold.
The earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers. When it begins to snow, the snowflakes are usually not big or dense. For example, catkins float gently with the wind. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the snow is getting denser and denser, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger, like a white net. You can't see anything if you are far away.
6, snow, covering the roof, roads, crushing branches, hiding the appearance of various objects, blocking roads and traffic, snowflakes flying, making heaven and earth dissolve into a white body. 7. The wind is getting stronger and stronger.
Xiaoyun became a thick white cloud, slowly rising, expanding and gradually covering the sky. It is snowing lightly.
Suddenly, a large piece of snow fell. The wind roared and the snowstorm came.
In an instant, the dark sky fought with Xue Hai.
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A beautiful poem about snow Part I: A beautiful poem about snow The flying snow is the seed of hope in winter. Xue Rui is a good omen. Beautiful snowflakes are as pure and bright as children, representing beautiful hopes and clean dreams. How can we describe the holy appearance of snow? A thousand readers have a thousand Hamlets. In front of different people, winter snow will be displayed in different dances. Praise the snow with a pen and let the words cheer for the snow! 1, the snow in winter morning is beautiful, please see if you don't believe it. The snow on the green pine makes the lonely traveler hear the holy sound. It's winter on campus, beautiful and quiet snowflakes. 4. In the air, crystal snowflakes are flying like light jade butterflies. She said to me: Don't dirty the snow. I've been emotional all day. As soon as autumn is over, winter will come. Snowflakes are the most beautiful flowers in winter. 7. The autumn when the crops were harvested was sent away, and the snowy winter finally arrived. 8. Snowflakes are floating in the air, and small white feathers are falling like pear petals. 9. The crystal snowflake falls on my palm and looks very transparent. Slowly, it melted. 10, clouds and clusters of snowflakes fly down, like countless shredded cotton balls falling from the sky. 1 1. Winter is coming, and the cold current is coming. The goose feather-like snow is flying all over the sky, and the whole world is covered with a white coat. 12, the earth is silvery white and clean, but snowflakes still fall from the sky like catkins, cotton and goose feathers. 13, gentle little snowflakes fall down. Gradually, the little snowflake becomes bigger, thicker and denser. 14. Snow, like catkins, like reeds, like dandelions flying in the air, dancing with the wind. 15, it snows. First of all, small snowflakes fall gently like catkins. Then it gets bigger and bigger, and it's tight for a while. 16, it snowed, piece by piece.
Lao She's winter in Jinan is particularly cold this winter, and the snow is more than two feet thick.
When I get up in the morning, the air door won't open. And the big dark clouds in the sky, like tiles, are stacked together.
The snow is still falling, as if God really wants to fill the space between heaven and earth. The mountain is covered with a thick white quilt, and the sky and the earth are connected together, which is strange and beautiful in white.
Feng Deying's "Bitter Cabbage Flower" snow is like small silver beads, like raindrops, like catkins and poplars, which hangs a white canopy for us. Looking up through the sparse snow curtain, the tall buildings in the distance are vaguely like fog and clouds, which are particularly beautiful.
When I stepped on the wet road, a garrulous and proud voice came from my ear: "Look, I'm coming." Pan's Ah Snow White is gloomy, and snowflakes are flying in groups.
This is a desolate winter world, covered with white and soft snow, which seems rich and warm ... At this time, every tree is covered with snow, which is really "like a strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees". Zong Pu's red bean snowflakes are falling quietly in Chun Xue.
Snowflakes flying all over the sky, one after another, like dandelions all over the sky, and like countless young and indescribable lives, tremble, fluctuate and ripple in the boundless night sky. The expression is so pleasant and the change is so magical.
Jing Tian seems to feel that there is a big white wing hidden on the earth. Before you know it, it is a vast expanse of whiteness. ..... There is no chill in the warm Chun Xue, but the leisurely snowflakes bring poetic tranquility to this early spring night.
Yuji's snowflakes are floating quietly, smokers in half the city, and there are still some unfinished Chun Xue on the uneven roof tiles ... What's more, there are mountains with tall white hats far and near, two towers that stand by and watch the landscape, and rivers that flow back to the east, west and south of Lanxi County, which clearly show the snow scene in the south of the Yangtze River. Yu Dafu's Run Out On the day of heavy snow, it snowed heavily. I remember when oranges were around, she liked snow best. She said that rain can purify the world and snow can purify the world.
Indeed, the snow in the country is beautiful! When the heavy snow poured silently from the leaden sky, I stood side by side in front of the door with orange shavings, and my mood was as quiet as falling snow. Almost at the same time, we remembered Xie Daowen's famous sentence "If catkins don't rise because of the wind".
Although it has become a masterpiece of thousands of people, I still think this analogy is a bit far-fetched. How can catkins compare with goose feather and heavy snow? It is better to describe snow with pear flowers. Maybe all the metaphors are lame. Silver is like snow, but snowflakes are like silver, but its degradation ... I think the snow mentioned by oranges can purify the world, which is very insightful: after the heavy snow, we walked outside the village, all of which were dazzling and boundless: tan roofs, dilapidated walls, messy fields, dry and bare branches, and a mess. Li Ruqing's "Field of Life and Death" swept Shan Ye and villages with snowflakes, shaking ancient trees, knocking down people's doors and windows, tearing off a large number of thatched houses and lifting them into the air, scattering cold snowflakes into people's houses and growling with strange voices on the bare treetops, as if everything in the world was its submission.
Jun Qing's "party member Registration Form" saw more and more snowflakes falling like salt powder in the morning, and finally turned into a vortex of goose feather and heavy snow, and Moscow became a silvery white world. Several black cars, covered with snowflakes, seemed to be small black beetles trapped in salt piles.
There are only clusters of small birch trees, and this famous cold-resistant tree is still strong and straight. Although it also wears an ice cap, it still retains its majestic appearance. The wind blew, they swayed, and the snowflakes kept falling. Qin Mu's "Snow and Haze in Europe" In the early morning of the next day, there were snowflakes in the sky and Shan Ye was white.
Early winter snowflakes with moist smell floated on the trees by the roadside. In several places, the branches of crisp poplars were crushed by snow.
Feeding birds spread their wings and jumped among the trees, shaking off the snow on the branches. Several desolate mountain villages nearby were all buried in the snow, and the distant peaks turned gray in the diffuse snow smoke; No matter how far away, melting in the foggy space, it will also become confused.
Zhou Libo's "golden ring" is getting heavier and heavier, and the snow curtain spreads among the mountains. Around the peak, like an iceberg, on the edge of the black sky floor, carved into a zigzag.
Knee-high snow filled the valley, covered the ridge, covered the trench, and got a quiet and pleasing picture, which was then torn apart by the Siberian wind. It roared like a charge, lifted the snow curtain at will, swooped down on the Woods and ravines ... Polo leaves screamed miserably; Leopards and wolves also howl because of hunger and cold.
Luo's On the Border is covered with goose feathers and heavy snow. Snowflakes jump on the window glass like butterflies, bump into the glass, and then fly to one side. (Su) Kochetov's "Mr. and Mrs. Jourbin" is full of snow and snow. Snowflakes are flying in the air like broken cotton wool and falling aimlessly everywhere.
There is a white road at the foot of the wall on the left and right sides, which seems to leave two wide sides for the stone road full of cement in the middle. There are pedestrians and sedan chairs carried by two people in the street.
They can't fight snow and show signs of shrinking. Snowflakes are falling more and more, and white covers the sky everywhere, falling on umbrellas, on the top of sedan chairs, on the hats of sedan chairs, and on the faces of pedestrians.
The wind played with the umbrella and blew it apart, even blowing it out of the hands of pedestrians once or twice. The wind whistling in the air, its voice piercing, mixed with the footsteps in the snow, became a strange music. The music stung the ears of pedestrians, as if to warn them that ice and snow will rule the world for a long time and the bright spring will not come back.
Ba Jin's "home" growled like a dragon, venting everything he could touch.
5. Poems praising the snow scene of Slender West Lake never talk about the beauty of the West Lake, usually focusing on spring and summer; And there are more tourists from all over the world than at this time-the number of tourists in autumn has been temporarily reduced, and it is even rarer after winter.
There is naturally a reason for this. Between spring and summer, the temperature is warm, the scenery on the lake is timely, or "miscellaneous peanut trees, birds around", or "gulls and herons flying in the sunshine bath, blowing lotus wind to recommend cool", all in order to teach people not to forget their feelings as soon as possible.
On this festival, traveling on the lake, intoxicated by the gentle and fragrant taste, who said it shouldn't be? But spring flowers are lovely, and autumn moon should also like them. The smoke scene at four o'clock is different, and real appreciators can have their own tastes; However, this is not easy to popularize to ordinary people. Mr. Gao Shen's father once told us: "If you can be open-minded, broad-minded, and … take a look at the scenery and get to know it, that's really interesting.
"This is what our predecessors said.
6. A good poem describing Yangzhou, "Goodbye Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou".
Lipper
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Twelve songs to relieve boredom
Du Fu
Shang Hu left Yangzhou, thinking of the old post building in Xiling.
In order to ask the price of Huainan rice, the old man had a whim and wanted to travel to the East.
Topic Yangzhou Temple
Du Mu
After the rain, cicadas are noisy, and the climate of pine trees floating in the wind has been spread to autumn.
Moss covered the steps, and Bai Niao deliberately stayed behind.
The mist in the evening is getting deeper and deeper, and the sunset gradually lowers a small building.
Who knows that this quiet bamboo road leads to the bustling Yangzhou song.
Two Farewell Songs (Part I)
Du Mu
13 years of good posture is light, living like a scepter in bud in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
relieve one's feelings
Du Mu
Down and out, rivers and lakes carry restaurants, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.
Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
7. On the poem "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the Way to Yangzhou" praising Yangzhou
Author: Li Bai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Letter to Han Chuo, Yangzhou Magistrate
There is water in the green hills, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River is withered in autumn.
Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?
Yangzhou people-Huaizuo, Du Ming
Author: Jiang Kui
Xi Chunbing applied to go to Japan and gave it to Wei Yang. At the beginning of the night snow, the wheat is looking forward to it. Entering the city, you will look around for depression, cold water is green, dusk is rising, and corners are sad. I feel sad from it and feel sorry for past lives, because I am watching this song. The old man in Yan Qian thinks there is a kind of sadness of "separation".
Huaizuomingdu, Zhuxi is a good place with few saddles on the initial journey. Ten miles after the spring breeze. All the wheat is green. Since Huma went to see the river, he abandoned the trees by the pool and still hated talking about soldiers. Gradually dusk, clear the angle and blow the cold. All in the empty city.
It is not surprising that Du's reward is too heavy now. Vertically speaking, although the dream of a brothel is good, it is difficult to be affectionate. The 24th Bridge is still there, the waves are swaying, and Leng Yue is silent. After reading the red medicine by the bridge, you will know who you should live for every year. Yiyangzhou
Xu Ning
Little Niang's face is hard to overcome tears, but peach leaves are easy to worry about.
The glory of the land is three points, lovely Yangzhou, and you actually accounted for two points.
Twelve songs to relieve boredom
Author: Du Fu
Shang Hu left Yangzhou, thinking of the old post building in Xiling. In order to ask if Huainan rice is expensive, the old man wanted to flow eastward on a whim.
Life only loves Yangzhou, living on the shore, hanging down the breath of Yang Chun, picking flowers from the garden, and decorating the pool with green skirts ―― Huang Shen's Poems of Weiyang Zhi Zhu.
Yangzhou
Zhenbanqiao
The original boat rides in the morning smoke, and the city is full of silk pipes. A thousand adopted daughters teach songs first, and planting flowers in ten miles counts as farming.
After the Sui Dyke, the rain was not wet, and the wind blew tea to ascend the fairy. A poet's long injury makes wine warm and fragrant.
Landing to see new seedlings and hope
Huang Qing Wenyang
Paddy fields are as dark as oil, and new seedlings are planted everywhere in autumn.
Looking green, Qingyang looks back at Yangzhou.