Poems about ancient poems in the morning 1. Poetry about the morning
1, "Early Baidu City" Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
In the morning, the morning sun is shining all over the sky, and I am about to embark on my return journey. Looking up from the river, you can see the colorful clouds in Baidicheng, such as among the clouds, and the scenery is gorgeous! Jiangling, thousands of miles away, arrived in one day.
2. "Doing Good and Going Early" in Ting Yun, Tang 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.
When I got up at dawn, the bells of horses and chariots had already shaken; Traveling all the way, the wanderer misses his hometown. The chicken is loud and clear, and the thatched shop is bathed in the afterglow of Xiao Yue; Footprints are blurred, and the wooden bridge is covered with early spring frost.
3, "Making Stars" Tang Bai Juyi.
In the early morning light, the room was bright, and the early ya drum began to beat. The dog slept on the steps until the earth got wet, and the birds buzzed around the window as if reporting the weather.
In the early morning, the house is brightly lit and the morning drum strikes. The dog slept on the steps until the earth became wet and the birds sang at the window, as if to report the news of sunny weather.
4, "Early Travel" Song Chen Yu Yi.
Dewdrops invaded the camel's brown, Han Xiao was bright, and the stars were dry and bright. Lonely bridges and dreams, grass insects singing in the depths of rice fields.
When the dew fell, I wore a thick sweater and felt a little cold. Looking up at the sky, the Big Dipper is particularly bright sideways. I walked across a small bridge, half awake and half asleep, and heard insects chirping in the depths of rice fields.
5. "Early hair" Ye Luo in Tang Dynasty.
A little light leaves Lu drunk and walks alone. I am worried about watching the snow and smelling the cock crow, alone in the sky.
The light was weak, almost extinguished, the wine woke up, and I was ready to leave with a solitary sword on my back. Looking wistfully at the snowflakes flying all over the sky, listening to the peasant chickens crow, I walked alone in the opposite direction to the geese returning home.
2. Describe ancient poems in the morning
1. Hanwo Chen Xing Xiaojing has beautiful mountains and rivers and lives in seclusion. I have been able to get rid of my thoughts and my rest. When the water bearer got up for the first time, he was temporarily surprised when he returned to Deng Yan. It's impossible not to let go, and the gap is dusty.
2. On the autumn morning of Du Xun River, there is a feeling of falling leaves, and travelers are surprised to see their first dreams. Zhong Gang was resting on the pillow, and it had already happened. Pubic hair doesn't grow black, and family and friends don't have long feelings. And fair trade, returning farmland without commitment.
Weng Chengzan is happy outside the bamboo porch in the morning. Give birth to a family early, and the lonely moon shines on the river. Eat calamus and epimedium when traveling, and remember radish when you return to your heart. The statue is like a piece of land, expressive and crazy.
4. Cao teaches not to sleep at dawn, and the shutter is bright. The forest lasted for several months, and the wind was cold. And birds have bells, and lotus leaves the fog. Don't worry about camping during the day, the road is endless.
5. Li Jianxun's small garden in spring has the most apricot flowers in the morning. You should know that promotion takes a spring, so don't look back and get tired. Birds are whispering in the wind, while bees are still wet. You can drink or not, give a crown.
6. He Gou's "Qianxiu at the Gate" and He Gou's "Qianxiu at the Gate" in Wushi Town. The name of the Tao can be cheap, and the heart can be idle. This is the realm of right and wrong between heaven and earth. With contempt for Kong Xuan's father, he never came back.
7. In the early morning in Shandong, it was dark and the river was low and messy. Insects fly to the bright moon, magpies fall flowers around. Jin Lan Zhangbei River, Wen Yi drum jade box. Where there are crows, there is darkness and dark clouds.
8. Bai Juyi sleeps in the forest and goes to the East Room in the morning. A bronze furnace adds morning fragrance, while a sarong extinguishes residual candles. After waking up, the wind recovered slightly and my eyes were full. Sit up without thinking and kowtow for thirty-six. How to break fast, a cup of mica porridge.
3. Describe ancient poems in the morning
In the morning in Li Deyu, the snow covers the bamboo in Hanxi, and the wind rolls Noda Peng.
Looking around without a trace, who pity the lonely old man. Xu Hun rose from the west wing in the morning to pity the depths of shearing waves, and picked a piece of Cui Ninghong.
The bright moon is not scattered downstairs, and the three paths are worried about the Tianhe River. Zhao Wei's miscellaneous songs, yesterday's salt, sleepy, listening to the morning chickens in the border town to ride, worrying about sleeping to cover the night.
Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow. Don't be angry for years, just like crying at night.
You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later. In the early morning of Yu Shinan, the morning light shines on all the tiles, and the evening mist closes on the double eaves.
Jade flowers are candles at midnight, and gold pots are sent to Xiao. The sun shines in the green temple, and summer is born in the building.
Heavy doors should lead the way, and books should lead princes. From the morning in beginning of spring, it suddenly began to snow in Zhang Jiuling and Lin Tingxue, and Hua Yao was everywhere.
This year's welcome began, and last night was accompanied by spring return. Bamboo in front of the window and plum in the yard.
In the eastern suburbs, you should see the Five Gods. Zhang Jiuling went out of the county forest in the morning, walked all morning in Beilin, and Xiao had a rest.
Lin was still alive when I saw him again last month. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is deep.
Only when things are scarce can we know what is outside our hearts. Wang Bo closed in the morning, the mountains were open, and the slate road was clean.
The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry. The heavy door is close to the giant valley, and the building is full of worship.
In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu sings autumn wind, Yan rests, and it floats in the evening.
The bamboo forest is swaying and the pool water is woven into a trickle. Delicious dance sleeves with pink makeup floor.
In spite of your kindness, Wan Fan plays the Mid-Autumn Festival. Wang Luobin Qiu Chen and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu Yong Qiuyun changed the copper in the south, and the jade leaves in the western suburbs were pale.
Eta Ursa major moves and the sun is shining. Gaiyin Lotus Peak Que, Array Shadow Pterosaur City.
When you knew it, you didn't meet it. It hurt you. Wang Luobin and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu's trip to Chen Qiu was dusk, and they had a chat for the time being.
Hiding elm is not to remonstrate with Chu, but to make sorrow and joy. Fractal makeup thin temples, carved shadow makeup dangerous crown.
Self-pity is broken, and the cold forest blows cold. Wang Luobin Qiu Chen and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu Yong Qiulu Guan Yu early cold, Jintang autumn return.
The palm is brighter than the net, and the lotus is smaller. Frost turns into dawn liquid, and the moon is full of brilliance.
No Wu Tai, get your clothes wet. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu bravely put on a jade rope and the moon was full of mirrors.
The dew is cold and the frost is cold. The color is leaking and sparse, and the floating light is in a hurry.
It's not safe to fly south. Wang Luobin and Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted about the cold current of autumn water in the north, and the jade wheel was clear.
The picture is bright and the handwriting on the moon is bright and beautiful. Pan-curved kite line moves, and it's a surprise with Feng Xuan.
Only in the imperial ditch, I am sad and ruined. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted autumn shadows and jade autumn, and golden fireflies shone on cold nights.
Full of doubt and suspicion, but also afraid of frost and fire. Scattered colors linger in vain, and flowers float around the bridal chamber.
If you are tired of hanging curtains, you should cherish the remaining light. , Wang, Zichuan Mao Sima Qiujiu chanted Qiuju to show off the night, singing is ten steps.
Laugh at Huang Tian and shake the wind with Cui * *. Broken shadow culvert flow, fragrance connected across the bank.
Jin Qiaotu can be popular, but whose jade is it? Wang He and Qiu Jiuyan, Mao Sima of Zichuan, hand in hand to bid farewell to Haige, pointing to Jianggan.
When the array goes to the cold river, the book belongs to the jade to keep out the cold. It is easy to fly with the moon, but difficult to separate from the smoke.
When the same Gu Ying, brush feather Pan Qinglan. Du Fu's morning rain, light rain and morning light smell on the first leaf.
Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates against the clouds. For the time being, the wood is light, and the birds and animals touch it.
Half of the musk mountain, the pavilion is not fully divided at noon. The sheep scholar looked up at the forest in the morning of Nanchi last month, and he was natural and unrestrained.
What happened to Brother Ling? The lotus pond knows how to walk alone The clothes are cool when dipped in bamboo, and the tea is clear until the stone spring is clear.
Advocating that the former is virtuous and thin, the frog tries to sing. In the afternoon in Juyuan Yang, the government waited on the dressing gown, and the colorful wisps were still beautiful, and the Lingfeng volume reopened.
The party should arrive in five days and nine days. When summer comes back, the hair in barnyard grass is clear.
Knowing from a distance is timely, and the knife ruler is urged by the fire cloud. In the morning, Ouyang Zhan installed the village shop and went out to the west of the moon, and the woodcock buzzed.
Travel lights sit all night, and the bag is tied to the morning sign. Silent people are still sleeping, and the sky is not clear.
There is no rest, there is a process before doing things. In the winter morning, Liu Yuxi sent a message that the trees in Lotte Pavilion were moving, the birds were moving and the county government was still ringing.
The lights are red and the wine is white. Too little hair, too much comb, and a bad face.
Whoever sings alone should be sent to Luoyang city. Bai Juyi and his dream of winter morning spread at five o'clock in the morning, and the cock crowed for the third time.
The account is calm, and the window is bright and clean. The book says that warm wine is reborn when the lights don't go out.
Listen to the acropolis first. In the morning, Li Deyu recalled the snow in the mountains and the snow in the rocks.
If the bamboo shoots are low, there should be more loose covers. The mountain slides with the ice and the forest flies over it.
Don't bother to smell the crane before playing the bitter cold song. There are two songs in Xu Hun in the morning (the last one is called "Autumn Night in Shanzhai"). The osmanthus trees are covered with green layers, and the wind is slightly misty.
The eaves fall on the moon, and the residual light reflects. The fragrance is cold, and the autumn water is clearer.
If you have nothing to do, why not stay with the monks? Xu Hun started two songs in the morning (the last one was titled "Autumn Night in Shanzhai"). The waning moon is full of smoke and dew, and the door is covered with bamboo.
The water bug sings the threshold, and the mountain bird goes down the empty step. Look at the hair in the mirror and send it in autumn.
Knowing the north window guest, the sky is good with the world. Xu Hun arrived at Nanting in the morning and showed off a dream fishing rod in Nanzhai of Peiming House. The moon was still broken in the morning.
The dew is heavy, the fireflies are grass, and the wind is high. The pool is bright and the mountain is cold.
I love Tao Pengze more and have no intention of discussing going to the official. Xu Hun dressing gown (Luo Zhong's water is sweet, Luo Zhong's water is sweet) takes a few months to eat, and it's a long journey to the west.
In the morning, the cock crows in the distance and the goose rises from the cold pond. Clouds roll four mountains of snow, wind condenses thousands of trees and frost.
Who is the Ranger? He got drunk in blue pond. In the morning, Xu Hun bid farewell to Master Wu's chanting and was defeated by the futon.
Zhong Yunhua is still gathering, and the moon is everywhere. Open a temple in the clear mountains, blind and cold in autumn water.
I hate going alone, and there are thousands of beaches in Qian Qian. Xu Hun Langshangren Hospital sits in the morning cool leader, and there is no star in the moon.
The mountain fruit falls in the autumn courtyard, and the waves open the morning court. The wind is blowing, and Gui Lu is invisible.
Thinking of Jiangnan Temple, Yan Zhai smelled chanting. Zhao Wei was tired of sleeping for 20 days yesterday, listening to the morning chicken riding in the border town, worrying about sleeping and covering the night girl.
Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow. Don't be angry for years, and then watch the long night cry.
You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later. It's cool and quiet in the morning.
I have been able to get rid of my thoughts and my rest. When the water bearer got up for the first time, he was temporarily surprised when he returned to Deng Yan.
It's impossible not to let go, and the gap is dusty. On the autumn morning of Du Xun River, there is a feeling of falling leaves, and travelers are surprised by their first dreams.
Zhong Gang was resting on the pillow, and it had already happened. Pubic hair doesn't grow black, and family and friends don't have long feelings.
And fair trade, returning farmland without commitment. Weng Chengzan got up outside the bamboo porch in the morning and felt happy.
Give birth to a family early, and the lonely moon shines on the river. Eat quinoa on a trip and return to your heart.
4. Ancient poems about the morning
1, in the pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. (Tang Changjian, the Buddhist temple after the broken mountain temple)
2. Looking at the clear sky in the morning, the bamboo mountains are bright.
3. Start collecting taxes in the morning and visit your hometown. Chickens sing Maodian Moon, while people swim Banqiao Frost. Mistletoe leaves fall down the mountain, and the wall is full of flowers. Because of my Ling Du dream, the goose returned to the pond. (Being good and leaving early is Tang Yun)
4. Going for a walk in Beilin in the morning, Xiaosan opened her eyes. Last month, when I saw Lin again, his weight was still not heavy. The clouds are far away, and the laughter is deep. Nothing comes from expensive sources, so I know what's out there. (I left Zhang Jiuling under the county house in the morning)
5. The ship is tied to Yushan, and it is a must in the morning. When sun gear broke the water, the river was wide at first. Far waves wrinkle red scales, and green fog opens gold plates. Brilliant tower, blue clouds. The poet was embarrassed by his pen, but sang a cold autumn moon. Why not watch the waves surge into the sea at night? (One-day tour of Jinshan)
5. Ancient poems with the characteristics of dawn
1. "Morning Light" Don Quan Deyu
Sitting in the virtual den in the morning, a group of people moved silently.
Stop indoors, because I see the source of everything.
"Crazy Out of Heart" is both neat and instructive.
I will be satisfied every time I come, and I won't say anything if I win.
Pavilion ke sees glory and dryness, and water stops to know clarity.
People in the world are hard to tell.
2. "Morningside" Tang Bai Juyi
Birds stay in the forest, and the morning light returns to the east room.
A bronze furnace adds morning fragrance, while a sarong extinguishes residual candles.
After waking up, the wind recovered slightly and my eyes were full.
Sit up without thinking and kowtow for thirty-six.
How to break fast, a cup of mica porridge.
3. morning coat Don Xu Hun
Traveling with a moon meal is a long journey to the west.
In the morning, the cock crows in the distance and the goose rises from the cold pond.
Clouds roll four mountains of snow, wind condenses thousands of trees and frost.
Who is the Ranger? He got drunk in blue pond.
4. "Morning Rain" Tang Du Fu
In light rain and morning light, I smelled it on the first leaf.
Fog is sprinkled on the ground, and the wind rotates against the clouds.
For the time being, the wood is light, and the birds and animals touch it.
Half of the musk mountain, the pavilion is not fully divided at noon.
5. "Sleeping and Listening to Morning Chicken" Don Zhao Wei
Go to the border town to ride horses, sleep and cover the night.
Put on your clothes and peep at the moon, wipe your tears and wait for the cock to crow.
Don't be angry for years, just like crying at night.
You should hate yourself if you succeed, and you will be sent to western Liaoning sooner or later.
6. What are the ancient poems about the morning?
1, "Looking at Muguashan from afar" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Get up early to watch the sunrise and watch the birds return at dusk. Being in a foreign country has long been sour, not to mention facing the papaya mountain.
Interpretation: Get up in the morning to watch the sun rise, and watch the homing birds return home at night. Being in a foreign land is sour, not to mention facing the papaya mountain.
2,' Good Morning Travel' Tang Dynasty: Wen
Original: 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.
Interpretation: Get up at dawn, and the driving bell of condoms jingles. On the long journey, the wanderer can't help but miss his hometown. The waning moon is high in the sky, and the rooster crows in the village inn; Banqiao is full of frost, so guests should follow their feet first. The dead leaves of oak trees fall, quietly covering the quiet mountain road; The white flowers in bitter citrus reticulata are blooming, reflecting the dim shop wall. It hurts me, and I can't help thinking of my dream of returning home. Looking back at the wild ducks and geese, they are already crowded with curved shores and lakes.
3, "Zen Forest after the Broken Mountain Temple" Tang Dynasty: Chang Jian.
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine pointed to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers. Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet, but the bell rang.
Commentary: Walking into this ancient temple early in the morning, the rising sun reflected the Woods on the mountain. The path hidden by bamboo forest leads to the depths, and the flowers and trees before and after the meditation room are lush and colorful. Bright mountain scenery makes birds happier, and the clear pool water makes people feel relaxed and happy. At this moment, everything was silent, except the sound of ringing the bell.
4,' Get Up Early' Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
In the morning, the wind is dew, and there are people alone between the curtains. Lin Ying cried and laughed. After all, who is spring?
Interpretation: In the early morning of spring, the earth is quiet, with warm spring breeze, crystal-clear morning dew, blooming flowers and singing of welcoming children. What a beautiful scenery! This beautiful scenery doesn't belong to me, so I'd better leave it to others.
5, "Qingpingle Painting Hall Morning" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai.
Original: Snow falls at the painting hall in the morning. Looking at Kerry with a high shutter, the color is far away. Full of vitality, light leads to smog, while grass gets cold, and Yu Pei is produced. It should be that the fairy is drunk and presses the white clouds.
Interpretation: I just went to bed in class in the morning and someone came to report the snow. The high-volume curtains look at the flying snow, and the white ones are far and near. The momentum is like furnace smoke, and flowers and plants are covered with jade defects. It's not like the fairy in the sky got drunk and crushed the white clouds at random.
6,' Dawn Dew' Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo.
Shan Ye is open and the stone roads are clean. The white horse went to Gaotan, and Qingniu was really angry. The heavy door is close to the giant valley, and the building is full of worship. In other words, the promotion of this policy today is not to abandon it.
Interpretation: the mountain view appears its true color with the day, and the stone road is light and clean. I rode a white horse and screamed and left the three levels, but I saw the fairy riding a green cow. Beyond the heavy deep door, it is actually a deep valley, and the pillars of the house are also connected with this mountain. Yang Ce went through customs today, and he will never come back until he gets his grades.
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7. Ancient poems about dawn
Yong Xue Zhao Ying
[Tang] Shangguan Yi
No garden condensation, snow covers the morning. Flowers live in the phoenix pavilion, and pearls are scattered in the pool.
Gone with the wind welcome songs, lantern dance. Fortunately, thousands of miles are reflected, and the Millennium is still there.
Nine-day banquet
[Song] Song Qi
Every festival, the flag is raised at high altitude and the fog in the pavilion turns dawn.
After the ape emerged, dust flew outside the stage to play with horses.
Xiangju cures boils, fights for the nucleus, and solves the evil in the world with Dan.
You will know where this meeting will be held next year, so don't quit.
Get up late and the sun is shining.
[Song] Jiang Teli
The old man likes the color of sunshine, and the corner is waiting for the morning light.
The round shadow is clear, and Fang Hui has learned the curtain.
Ask a child to chat with Brown, and you will get fire, and that is Shu Mei.
There is nothing to wash and comb and read mountain poems.
Xiaogu (Tianbao Fourteenth Year)
[Tang] Jiao Ran
The sunrise is just right, and the morning light is bright. The six dragons drive the group to move, and it is endless in ancient and modern times.
Kuafu is stupid, too. He is tired of leaving first. Drink up the salty pool water and break all the hibiscus branches.
It is a good thing that the death of thirst turns into a fire. It's ridiculous to leave Deng Lin hanging.
Exploring Zeng's scenery after a short trip is the crown of all rocks.
Yang loss
Yangyan is high and open to the morning light, and cranes can ride the clouds or watch.
The carving of sacred objects is wonderful, and the artificial development is even more amazing.
It should be noted that the cool place of water and stones is better than the hot place of dust and sand.
The red building is a small building, and it is a shame to follow the customers.
8. What are the ancient poems or words related to the morning?
Yu Tingchun; Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
Liu Yong
The phoenix building is gloomy and indicates good luck.
Sheng Qin Yan IV.
It's a clear night in Taiwan Province, and the public banquet in the morning is boiling.
Baosheng wine advised peppers to be fragrant and greasy.
The life extension belt is thin and thin.
A few herons look at Yao Yun, Long live Nanshan.
Taihe Wu Shen was old, so he wrote to Liao Bai, asked him to go out of the city to see the crops, and wrote a book about it, so as to collect poems.
Bai Juyi
Early in the morning, I was ordered to study Tianlu in a fertile year.
Frost and rain sent the seedlings, and the cool wind began to sprout.
Early grass is yellow and thin, and late rice is green and thin.
Poets recite very well, and it is also appropriate to be a history book.
Thousands of people were scattered and piled up for nine years.
Don't be like a cloud, this autumn is not as good as a cloud.
The twilight pavilion named "Guizhi Pavilion on the Mountain" was created by Lu Hung-chien.
Yan Zhenqing
Many secluded mountains are better than full steps.
Although the former climbs, staying for a long time hates it sooner or later.
And we won [2], it used to be beautiful.
The architecture of Sanguige is actually terrestrial.
A wise man can create things and make them interesting.
I met in the clouds without going through the abbot's room.
Leaning against the cape, I look forward to the ancient crossing.
About moss stone, low Ang Guizhi moth.
Monks and apes in the mountains, birds in the nest come to live.
Overlooking He Kaitai and Daiqing Road (5).
If you don't get home late, the village trees will shine late.
The new snow uses eight rhymes to "live in the leisure new snow" (1)
Snow energy
It is full of snow in the morning, and everything is new as soon as I open the door.
Why am I poor before the dragon bell chicken rises?
If the flower is in front of you, it is as clear as the outside.
Fly a little, scatter a little, and do something messy.
Positive color condenses mountains, helping Tianjin to follow the flow.
Ding Xiaowei is a show for me (2), the car ran over half, and the dust (3).
Tea keeps the poet, but melons should protect people.
The last item (4) has no words. Who won't win Yangchun?