1. Poems about Yun
Poems about Yun 1. Poems about jade are best like mountain yun, jade shines brightly, water contains beads and shines brilliantly. A good apartment
"Partridge Sky" Yan Jidao saw the jade flute in front of his little father, and the silver lantern sang so enchantingly.
Who can hate being drunk during a song? After singing, I came back still drunk. Spring is quiet and the night is far away.
Biyuntian *** Chu Gongyao. Menghun is so used to picking them up freely that he steps on poplar flowers and crosses the Xie Bridge.
Poppy · Li Yu When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
The carved jade bricks should still be there, but the beauty has changed. I asked you how much sorrow you can have, it is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
How deep is the courtyard in "Spring in the Jade House"? The winter plum blossoms are like snow, and the curtains are countless. Where you visit the jade tower with carved railings, the wall is so high that you can’t see the blue sky road.
The snow is blowing and the wind is blowing at the end of the first month. The door is closed at dusk, and I just ask where spring is.
With tears in my eyes, I asked the flowers without saying a word. Another year has passed since the snow is gone. A Cut of Plum Blossoms by Li Qingzhao The fragrant red lotus roots remain in the jade mat in autumn.
He undressed Luo Shang and boarded the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. [Magnolia] Wei Chengban The small hibiscus has a charming fragrance, and the jasper hall is as deep and clear as water.
Close the treasure box, cover the gold shop, lean on the screen and drag your sleeves, feeling drunk. The scenery is beautiful, the fireworks are beautiful, and the mandarin ducks sleep on their brocade wings.
Concentrated and sad, looking at the lovesickness, a pair of smiling dimples and fragrant stamens. [Magnolia] Ouyang Jiong The son-in-law of my son's family is easy-going, but he is not around and does not send letters.
The independent birds pass through the leisurely courtyard, struggling to endure and leaving slaves deep in the courtyard. I sleep under the green screen window, feeling sad that I can't sleep anymore.
This year, I recall last spring, getting drunk under the magnolias. The jade building in Rizhao is full of flowers, and I sleep in the spring scenery upstairs.
The green poplar wind carries the sound of little warblers, and the lingering dream cannot be separated from the jade pillow. It is so lovely to come to Shaojing late in life, and the precious pillars and Qinzheng will be available again.
The green moth greeted me with a red face and a smile, and drank from the crabapple flower. On a misty and rainy night in the Jade House in the early spring, the cherry blossoms outside the curtain are half withered.
The brocade screen is fragrant and the embroidered quilt is cold. I recall you with regret and have no idea how to leave. The sound of magpies invades the building at dawn, and the luan mirror is left with red makeup.
The double dots on the eyebrows are indescribable, leaving them to be painted after Yulang’s death. Selected Ancient Jade Poems Spring Rain Su Shi Flying immortals are also accidental, and they escape from their lives in an instant.
Only poetry cannot be imitated, just like writing about the face of the sky. Oh, seven words in the dream, the jade pill is already in my arms.
One word was insulted, and he lost his virginity and followed Penglai. Penglai has been empty till now, protecting shortcomings but not cultivating talents.
The upper realm is full of government, and the immortal should retire. Climbing the River Tower at Night by Lu You There is no lingering in my mind, and I wander alone with creation in the open air.
There was no wind in Zhouyu County, and I suddenly passed the riverside building in the middle of the night. In front of the building, the vast sky and earth are vast, and the moon is soaking in the sky in autumn.
The dust-free luan and crane dance on the cloud steps, the jade flute cracks the stone, the fish and the dragon are sad. The lungs and liver are clear and absorb the hot air, and the hair trembles miserably in the cold current.
Looking back on the true dream in this world, who can think more of repaying kindness! Listening to the Flute under the Moon Yang Wanli The sky turns into water, and the toad's light chain emits silver. After three and a half drinks of Bixiang, the jade flute is a doctor.
Xiaowan is still young, full of joy and sometimes hard work. Who passed this song on, and who did I blame for this song?
Planning to Return to the Courtyard and Poem by the Willows by Yang Wanli When the Jade Palace Dynasty retreated at the beginning, the horses at Kinmen did not neigh. There is a place deep in the courtyard, and all the hidden traces of willows are lost.
The purple grass is boundless in spring, and the green silk threads are dancing in perfect harmony. The wind and smoke forget the near and far, and I wonder about the height of the pavilion.
Outside the lingering sound of snowy orioles, the setting sun and phoenixes loom to the west. Shaoling Hua Di Road, objects and poems are presented.
The fairy staff lingers where the qiong flowers fall, and the ocher robe is recognized in the light of the jade palace.
We laugh and talk about many happy things. Usually, the wine belongs to me. Xianjun is young and invincible. Although I am in decline, I drink wine and be rich.
Qujiang Li Shangyin I can't see the green chariot passing by, but I can hear the ghost's sad song in the middle of the night. The golden carriage no longer returns to the beauty of the city, but the jade palace is still divided into lower gardens.
I remember hearing the cranes moaning in Huating Pavilion, and I worry about the royal family weeping at the bronze camels. Although the world has changed, even if my heart is broken, it is not as much as hurting the spring spirit.
Jade ultimatum macro chart, yellow flag and beautiful air.
Three points separates the hegemony, and thousands of miles dominates China. The high platform faces Maoyuan, and the flying pavilion spans Chengliu.
The waves on the river are like plain roofs, and the sea air is like red towers. Wu Chu was enjoying himself, as if he were swimming in a mirror.
I stayed at Longmen Xiangshan Temple in the autumn night and sent it to Wang Fangcheng, seventeen feet away. I was asked by Master Guoying, Cong Di Youcheng, to ask Li Bai in the morning to the east of Ru Haidong, and to live in Longmen in the evening. The water is cold and the waves are rushing in the evening, and the trees are falling and the mountains are empty in autumn.
Look up to the sky, and enjoy the secluded valleys. The eyes are as bright as the sand above the moon, and the heart is as clear as the wind beneath the pines.
The Jade Dou crosses the Internet, and the Milky Way Genghua Palace. The interest lies in the fun, and the joy is not over yet.
Feng Jia recalled the prince, Hu Xi recalled the distant duke. The cinnamon branches sit desolate, and Dihua is no longer the same.
The flow of hatred is sent to Yin Shui, and there is no need to be poor. In the next ten days, I watched the plum blossoms in the snow. Yang Wanli The plum blossoms of the small tree bloomed all night long, and the snow flakes invaded the morning while the flowers returned.
It is not the snowflakes that urge the plum blossoms, but the plum blossoms that summon the snow. The branches of the Qi tree are blowing on the brain, and the jade concubine rides on the moon to go to the Yaotai.
The world is full of snow, even ice and snow. He Jianwen Emperor's Lying Sick Poems Liu Xiaowei The jade bow consumes the cold and heat.
The crowd admires the jade. The benevolent sacrifices are made of yellow ribbons, and the altar is decorated with fine cyanotic mats.
Beijun and Chu recovered from their illnesses, and Russia and Song Dynasty benefited from each other. Instead of working hard to recite poems to ministers, I would rather be a guest watching the waves.
Painting Fan Inscribed by Wang Anshi. A jade ax has been repaired into a treasure moon group. There is still a woman riding a luan beside the moon. The green wind is dew and it is not human. The hairpins on the temples are messy and slanting, and it is extremely cold. New Moon Zhao Gu The sound of jade hooks leaning against the painted eaves, the cloud box first opened an inch brightly.
When is the saddest time for a young woman to arrive at the border town at night as promised? March 3 Bai Juyi Painting Hall On the third day of March, catkins fluttered on the window screens and swallows fluttered on the eaves. Lotus seeds tasted cold wine in several cups, and twigs sang to try spring clothes.
The view on the steps facing the pond is wonderful, and the flowers behind the curtain are reflected in the door. Guiding Lou Nan to play with the crescent moon, with jade hooks and slender hands.
Yuefu Jin Lege Xiao Gang The fragrance of locust trees is about to cover the well, and the crows are hiding under the willows. The mountain stove is incomparable, and it is on credit with the bonfire window. There are knots on the bedside and a scarf on the mirror.
The iron wok bells the beam, and the copper pivot bears jujube flowers. Open the door and throw a water column, and the city will be empty according to the special words.
Yuefu Shang Yun Le's Jade Turtle Song Xiao Yan Jade Turtle Mountain is a true immortal. Nine lights wash away, five clouds arise.
The shadows must be separated when the belt is crossed, and the great flower crowns the morning tassel. The ladle is like Xuanluo, traveling into Taiqing.
Traveling in Early Spring Wang Wei The purple plum blossoms are blooming for the first time, and the songs of the yellow birds are still astringent. Whose family loses their Yang daughter, it would be too late to have spring.
I love the water and look at the makeup while sitting, and I am ashamed of the flowers standing in front of me. The fragrance is afraid of being blown away by the wind, and the clothes are worried about getting wet with dew.
In the jade boudoir's gate, the sunset and the incense car enter. You Yanyi is lovesick and cries towards the colorful curtain.
I fall into a dream when I remember you, and I am even more suspicious when I return late. Not as good as the Red-Eaves Swallow, who is happy with the green grass.
A poem by Fu Xiuyi Cheng Xiao A lonely man in a quiet place. The wine will not fill the cup, and the food will not cover the table.
Jueke Yihe, Xu Youchaofu, Juewei Yihe, Xuanjiu goes into the bowels. The three lights fly away, and the jade scale steps forward.
The dragon gathers Jiazi, and it becomes a year old at four o'clock. Quan Yu delegates power, Xu takes advantage of the situation, Yuanfu is first honored, and Wanfu Xianhui meets.
Hehe answered the door, Yan Yan Zhuque. The people behind the group are in high spirits, and the court is bright and white.
Poetry on Dabu Mountain for Collecting Herbs by Wu Jun I am from the north of the mountain, and I collect mountain hemp in the edge of the stream. Nine-stem sun-reflected, three-leaf immortal flower.
It can be used to worry about illness and keep the scenery diagonal. The scenery is tilted and cannot be stopped, and the years are like driving.
Ande Kunlun is here, and there are three bead trees in Yanzhai. The three beads are beginning to form knots, and the crimson leaves are on the bead platform.
The jade pot contains white phoenix lungs, and the golden cauldron has a green dragon fetus. Prince Han Zhongji, there is no immortal talent in this world.
An Qi wanted to take care of her, and we met in Penglai. In the first spring, I traveled to the suburbs of Weixi and showed up in Lantian. Zhang Er's bookkeeper Cen Shen returned to his style.
2. Poems about Chuqing
"In Early Spring, Zhang Shiba of the Water Department" Han Yu)
The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp,
The color of grass looks far away but there is nothing up close.
The most advantageous thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
"Quequatrains" by Du Fu
p>Chiri River and mountains are beautiful, the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and the mandarin ducks sleep.
"Early Spring" Bai Juyi
Snow The scattered elements are harmonious, and the ice blooms with warm light.
There is no place for spring sales, only frost on the temples.
"Early Spring in Qujiang" by Bai Juyi
Qujiang The willow branches are getting weak, and the shrike in the apricot garden is beginning to make a sound.
It is a pity that there are few tourists in spring, so I just dismount by the pond.
"Ode to the Willow". He Zhizhang
The jasper is as tall as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
3. Verses about "Sorrow"
Verses about "Sorrow"> Raising a glass to relieve sorrow makes me even more sorrowful" (Li Bai's poem), Li Shangyin's poem "Giving on behalf of others" has the phrase "Panchio" "If we don't show the lilac knots, we both face the spring breeze and have our own sorrows" is a poem about sorrow in Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sha": A new song, a glass of wine, last year's weather, the same pavilion, when will the sunset return, helpless, the flowers fall, it seems that we have known each other before, and the swallows return.
Wandering alone on the fragrant path in the small garden---------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- A young man doesn't know what it's like to be sad. Xin Fuqiang talks about sorrow ----------------------------------------------. ------------------------------------ The west wind is shining, the mausoleum of the Han family (Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E" ) The weak willows lift their sleeves in the wind, and the orchids are dripping with water as if they were stained with towels.
Sitting alone also frowns (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan") Chu guests want to hear Yao Se's complaints, when the moon is shining late at night in Xiaoxiang ( Liu Yuxi's "The God of Xiaoxiang") Looking for osmanthus seeds in the moonlight in the mountain temple, looking at the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will I come again (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan") I think about it for a long time, and hate it for a long time, and the hate will not stop until I return.
People lean against the building in the bright moon (Bai Juyi's "Long Love") It's almost dusk in the season, and I'm bored and leaning against the door alone (Wen Tingyun's "Bodhisattva Man") There are thousands of sails that pass by, and the water is long and slanting, and my heart is broken by Bai Pinzhou (Wen Tingyun) "Dream of Jiangnan") Don't return to your hometown before you are old, otherwise you will have to break your heart (Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man") I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed (Wei Zhuang, "Sidi Xiang") The waning moon is shining brightly on your face, don't cry at dawn (Niu Xiji, "Sheng Cha Zi") There are too many words, but the love is not over.
Looking back, I still remember: Remember the green skirt, pity the fragrant grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's "Shengchazi") I made a thousand wishes before the pillow, I want to rest and wait until the green mountains are rotten (Dunhuang Ci) I want him to win a husband I came back early, but I turned around and let me go into the blue clouds (Dunhuang Ci), looking back with deep affection in secret. Two green leaves are left behind.
People riding on elephants cross the water first (Li Xun's "Nanxiangzi") I often get sick and drink in front of flowers every day, and I don't hesitate to see my beautiful face thin in the mirror (Feng Yansi's "Magpies Stepping on the Branch") How many tears can't limit hatred , leaning against the Langqian (Li Jing's "Breaking Through the Sands of Huanxi") If you keep cutting, the principles will remain chaotic, which is the sorrow of separation. There is no ordinary feeling in my heart (Li Yu's "The Cry of the Black Night") Asking you how much sorrow you can have is just like a river of spring water flowing eastward (Li Yu's "Yu Meiren") Don't lean on the railing alone, there are infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to say goodbye but difficult to see when you are gone.
When the flowers fall on the flowing water and the spring is gone, the world is in heaven and on earth (Li Yu's "Lang Tao Sha") It is difficult for a slave to come out, but I teach you to be merciful. (Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Man") After the lonely people in the other lanes dispersed, I looked down on Can Tobacco.
The incense of the stove floats like a phoenix. Holding Luo Dai empty, looking back and hating Yiyi.
(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") Change my heart for yours, and we will realize that we remember each other deeply (Gu Kui's "Revelation of Heartfelt Love") When will the green poplar grass stop? The tears in my eyes have already broken down (Qian Wei's "Spring in the Jade House"). In the past, I was sick and tired of the fragrant bottle, but today I am afraid that the fragrant bottle will be shallow (Qian Wei's "Spring in the Jade House") I lean alone high in the Mingyue Tower, and the wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into lovesickness. Tears (Fan Zhongyan's "Sumuzhe") Every year and tonight, the moon is as bright as the moon, and the person is thousands of miles long (Fan Zhongyan's "Yujie Xing") The heart is broken and there is no reason to get drunk. Before the wine arrives, tears first come.
The lamp is turned off and the pillow is turned off, and I know the feeling of sleeping alone. They all came to this matter, with their eyebrows in their hearts, and they couldn't avoid each other (Fan Zhongyan's "Royal Street Journey") When will I send Chunchun back? Facing the evening mirror, the scene is hurt, and the past is forgotten in the later period (Zhang Xian's "Tian Xianzi"). The flowers fell helplessly, and the familiar swallows returned, and the fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxi Sand") The bright moon did not know the pain of separation, and the slanting light came Dawn passes through Zhuhu (Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") I want to send colorful notes and rulers. The mountains are long and the rivers are vast and I know where to go (Yan Shu's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") I hate pleasure when I grow up, but I am willing to love a thousand pieces of gold with a light smile.
I hold wine for you to welcome the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. (Song Qi's "Spring in the Jade House") It was raining and windy at the end of March.
The door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tearful eyes ask the flowers, and the flowers are silent, and the wild reds fly across the swing (Ouyang Xiu, "Butterflies in Love with Flowers") The sorrow of separation gradually becomes endless, and the distance is endless like spring water (Ouyang Xiu, "Traveling on the Shasha") Every inch of the soft intestine is filled with pink tears (Ouyang Xiu, "Traveling on the Shasha") 》) The music and songs disperse among the tourists, only to feel the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu, "Picking Mulberries") If gathering and separation are in a hurry, this hatred is endless.
This year’s flowers are more red than last year’s, but it’s a pity that next year’s flowers will be even better. I don’t know who knows the same. (Ouyang Xiu's "Lang Tao Sha") I just started to send spring back, and then I sent you back.
If you go to the south of the Yangtze River to catch the spring, be sure to stay there in the spring (Wang Guan's "Businessman") The falling flower is independent, and the flying swallows fly together (Yan Jidao's "Linjiang Immortal") There are only a few Yinggang steel left tonight, I'm afraid Meeting each other is like a dream (Yan Jidao, "Partridge Sky"). It's too late to go to sleep, and it's unforgettable, even if it's ruthless, it's heartbreaking (Yan Jidao, "Nanxiangzi"). The temples are pitifully green, just because of the old lovesickness (Yan Jidao, "Sheng Chazi") ) Reluctant to paint a small household, the spring breeze is free and the poplar flowers are blooming (Wang Anguo's "Qing Ping Le") Ten years of life and death are blurred, without thinking, one cannot forget it (Su Shi's "Jiang Cheng Zi") Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. Looking at each other without words, there are only thousands of tears (Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"). Looking closely, they are not poplar flowers, but the tears of people leaving (Su Shi's "Water Dragon Song"). Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold (Su Shi's "Bu Suanzi") ") There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world (Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter, but the passion is ruthlessly annoyed (Su Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") Everything in life becomes empty with a snap of the finger, and it is broken. The soul is melancholy and nowhere to be found (Lee Zhiyi's "Traveling on the Sand"). When thinking about it, only dreams come and go, let alone being afraid of the river (Huang Tingjian's "Looking to the East of the River"). The most important thing is that the sound of love is heard forever, and the shadows of flowers are secretly moved (Chao Yuanli's "The Mallard") 》) The man is strong, green and pure, with a long-term wish to be with you (Chao Yuanli, "The Mallard") I sigh at the good dreams, but there is no evidence for them one by one, and I sit with my eyes covered with golden flowers in despair (Chao Yuanli, "Yulin Bell") I am tired of saying goodbye, The skin should be fragrant, and the skin should be thinner and thinner (Chao Yuanli's "Yulin Ling") The plum blossoms are sparse, the ice is melting, and the east wind secretly changes the years (Qin Guan's "Looking at the Sea Tide") If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be in court? Morning and dusk (Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal") Shaohua is not reserved for young people, hate is long, when will it rest (Qin Guan's "Jiang Chengzi") Even the spring river is filled with tears, endless flow, and many sorrows (Qin Guan's "Jiang Chengzi") ) When will we see you again? There are traces of crying in the sky above the sleeves (Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang") There is an old hatred on the cardamom tips, and ten years of dreams can only be frightened (Qin Guan's "Man Ting Fang") Helpless clouds fall and the rain disperses.
By the lantern, the east wind has teary eyes (Wang Shen's "Remembering Old Friends") It only takes a few evenings to ruin a life of haggard (Zhao Lingzhi's "Qing Ping Le") How many leisure and sorrows are there? A river of tobacco fills the city, and the plum blossoms are yellow and rainy ("The Sapphire Case" by He Zhu). The original grass is showing its first dew, and the old buildings and new ridges are leaning against each other.
Lying on an empty bed listening to the rain outside the south window, who will turn on the lamp to mend clothes at night (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") Where nostalgia is, the orchid boat urges you to leave.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, they were speechless and choked up (Liu Yong's "Yulin Ling") Passionate feelings have hurt parting since ancient times.
4. Poems about celadon
The quality of the celadon is worthy of reference, and the carved patterns of flowers and birds are lifelike
There are thousands of red cherry blossoms, and the plate is full of amber. To bring out the brilliance.
The fine lines are like the cracks of simulated ice, which can be placed side by side in the jade pot.
The green and white glaze conveys beautiful color, and the square and round shapes resemble beads in the container
The color is pink and green, and the fire is gone, and the pattern is like eel blood cracking ice skin
The cultivation of Xinping began in the Han and Tang Dynasties, and the porcelain of the Song and Ming Dynasties captured the pearly luster.
As bright and bright as a beautiful woman, as warm and true as Flame red.
More than Mount Zhushan, the beauty of spring spreads all over the world early
After the rain, the sky is clear and the clouds are broken, and the color is like the future.
The nine-autumn wind and dew bloomed over the kiln, capturing the green color of thousands of peaks.
Good luck in the middle of the night, *** Ji Zhongsan Dou left cup
After the rain, the blue clouds broke the virginity , such a color is the future.
In what year, the green stone is like a spiritual rock, and the Qiong Yao is crushed into clay.
The precious light of Ye Ye opens the Buddha land, and the crystal white air pressure elixir ladder
——Ming Dynasty. Chen Fengming
Yixing Kiln and Poetry
He Mei Gongyi Appreciating Tea
Song Dynasty Ouyang Xiu
When the cold invades the sick bones, I just want to sleep, and the flowers fall, and I am still awake from the spring sorrow.
I am happy to sing the purple pot and drink it, I admire you for being unrestrained and unrestrained.
5. Poems about a beloved person
1. Evil!
I want to know you and live a long life without any end.
The mountains have no mausoleums, the rivers are exhausted,
the winter thunder shakes, the summer rains and snows fall,
the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you! (Han Yuefu)
2. I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever. (Zhuo Wenjun)
3. The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. (Book of Songs)
4. If you have achieved success, why should you die? I would like to be a mandarin duck and not envy the immortals. (Lu Zhaolin)
5. The man came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.
Living together in Changqianli, the two children have no doubts. (Li Bai)
6. Entering my lovesickness gate, I know that my lovesickness is painful. Long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless memories. (Li Bai)
7. When will we know each other when we miss each other? It's embarrassing to be at this point in the night. (Li Bai)
8. Take a lazy look back at Huacong, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. (Yuan Zhen)
9. The past has become empty, still like a dream.
(Li Yu)
10. Knowing my thoughts and feeling your pity, I need to ask God for this feeling! (Li Yu)