Poetry about coming back 1. Poetry about returning
First, the original:
Come back! Will the countryside destroy Hu Bugui? Since the heart is the form of service, isn't it sad? People who can catch up without admonishing the past; Not far from being lost, I feel that today is not yesterday. The ship is far away and the wind is blowing. Asking for directions, ex-husband, hate dawn.
It looks forward to Yu Heng and runs with joy. Servants are welcome and children are waiting for the door. The three paths are barren, and the pine chrysanthemum still exists. Bring children into the room, there will be wine bottles. Lead the pot to think for yourself and make the court happy. Leaning against the south window to send lofty sentiments, judge your knees to be comfortable. Garden Day includes fun, although the door is fixed and often closed. Help the old man to rest, and correct his head if he goes far. Clouds come out of holes unintentionally, and birds don't know when to fly. The scenery is coming, lonely and lingering.
Come back! Please rest assured that you will never travel. The world is against me, what can I ask for? Please love words from relatives, play music and read books to eliminate worries. The farmer told Yu Yichun that he wanted to do something with Xichou. Or a towel cart, or a boat This is not only a gentle and elegant road to find ravines, but also a rugged road through hills. Wood is thriving, and bloom is warm in spring. When everything is fine, I feel that my journey of life is over.
I don't hold grudges anymore! How long will you live in the apartment? What does Hu Wei want? Wealth is not my wish, and the emperor's hometown cannot be expected. When you are pregnant, you can go alone or plant a stick. Deng and He Lin wrote poems together. Chatting until the end, Loew's fate is ridiculous!
Second, translation:
Go home! The countryside is going to be deserted, why not go back? Since my mind is enslaved by my body, why am I so depressed and sad alone? I regret that my past mistakes are irreparable, but I firmly believe that I can make up for them in the years to come. In fact, I am not far from this road, and I have realized that what I am doing now is right and what I am doing is wrong. The boat floated gently on the water, and the breeze blew the clothes. Asked the pedestrians the way ahead, they only felt that the morning was dim and the sky was not bright.
As soon as I saw my humble home, I ran forward happily. The servants greeted them happily, and the children waited at the door. The path in the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the pines, cypresses and chrysanthemums are still there; As the children entered the room, the wine bottle was full. I picked up the hip flask and poured it myself, looking at the court tree and showing a happy look; Leaning against the south window, I am proud of the world and feel that this small place is easy to make me feel at ease. It is interesting to walk alone in the garden every day. The door of the small garden is often closed. Walking on crutches, always looking up into the distance. White clouds naturally float out of the hole, and tired birds know to fly back to their nests; The sun is dim, and the sun is about to set. I can't bear to leave, and my hands are lonely and loose.
Go home! I want to break up with secular people. Everything about them doesn't suit my interest. What do you want from driving out again? Chatting with old friends in the village makes me happy, and playing the piano and reading can make me sad; The farmer told me that spring was coming, and he was going to farm in the west. Sometimes driving a towel cart, sometimes rowing a boat, we not only have to explore deep valleys, but also walk through rugged hills. Trees are lush and springs are flowing slowly. (1) Envy all living things in nature to grow and prosper in time and lament that their lives are coming to an end.
2. Poems about going home
1, it's ten frost in Bingzhou, and I miss Xianyang day and night. Liu Zao in Tang Dynasty: Traveling to the North
It has been ten years since I left my hometown, and my returning heart misses my hometown Xianyang day and night.
2. I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang. Wang Wan, a Tang native at the bottom of Beibao Mountain.
I don't know when the letter from home will arrive. I hope the geese returning from the north will take it to Luoyang.
3. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. When children meet strangers, they will smile and ask where the guests are from. "Two Hometown Couplets, Part I" Tang Dynasty: He
I left my hometown when I was young and didn't come back until my twilight years. Although my local accent hasn't changed, my hair on my sideburns has become sparse. None of the children knew me when they saw me. They asked with a smile, where did this guest come from?
4, this nocturne has the taste of breaking willows, and no one can afford to miss it. Spring Night in Los Angeles Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In the music tonight, who will not miss home when they hear the "broken willow" in their hometown?
They said that the geese flying south came back this month. Birds don't enter, but I don't travel far to Lingnan. I don't know when, when can I return home? The wall of an inn in the north of Dayu Mountain in the Tang Dynasty is engraved with the words: Song Wenzhi.
In October of the lunar calendar, geese begin to fly south. It is said that they all turned back when they flew to Dayuling. Birds don't get in, but my trip is not over. I really don't know when and when I will be forgiven.
3. Poetry about unity
1, bauhinia your gorgeous flowers, as if the hearts of Hong Kong people are so pure, your smiling face is so sweet, your blooming enthusiasm is so sincere, your elegant fragrance is so sincere, as if the hearts of Hong Kong people are so boiling, bauhinia, beautiful bauhinia! You represent the humiliation of Hong Kong people. Only the leadership of the party can give timely help and think of you. Only the leadership of the party can realize the dream and forget you. On July 1, 1997, the concept of one country, two systems became a reality. 1 July, 9971day, thousands of families returned to raise your glass, bauhinia, the sacred bauhinia! You, representing the motherland, stand in Xiangjiang. Under the call of the five-star red flag, you decorate the Oriental Pearl more brightly. You stand in Xiangjiang. In the spring breeze of a harmonious society, you make the people of China happier. You stand in Xiangjiang. You have condensed the wisdom and strength of Hong Kong people. You stand on Xiangjiang River and take Socialism with Chinese characteristics Golden Avenue. You lead the tenacity and courage of Hong Kong people. You wrote Socialism with Chinese characteristics's happy poem, Bauhinia, and the affectionate Bauhinia! You represent the heart of the country. Bauhinia is flying on the five-star red flag in China, and a paper "treaty" is stuck in my throat. It is a foreign ship that can't be swallowed for a hundred years, and it can't sing China's compass navigation. Foreign guns loaded with China gunpowder have become a senior magic weapon for foreign devils to shoot China. This is the "logic" and "being beaten in the back" of robbers. This is logical. This may not be a truth, but it is a cruel practice in history. This is a shame for a century. It takes a hundred years to find a generation to entrust, and several generations have won a century of old people. Remember him. Practice paves the way for a great topic "Development is the last word". Then, skillfully write down the crowning touch of "one country, two systems, reunification of the motherland". 1 July 19971day-the history of silent humiliation of mother and child. On the epoch-making day of the grand ceremony in this new era ... today, I want to announce loudly to the whole world that China today can by no means be killed or humiliated. Look, every China person in China today has written _ _ "China can say no" on his face. Stop bossing around and stop the robbers today. Let go of your ideals and stand up. I want to sing in spring. I want to sing green branches and flowers. I sang that the tears of my mother's motherland dripped into a thousand cups of festive wine. I sing the laughter of Xiangjiang children, dance happily, sing wisdom, sing the fertility of the soil and sing the growth of seeds. I sing about the "prosperity" of the motherland. I sang "Hong Kong people ruling Hong Kong" in Xiangjiang. Singing the water of Xiangjiang River is sweeter than magnificent poems, singing the water fragrance of Xiangjiang River, singing the night of Xiangjiang River, singing the whistle of Xiangjiang River tomorrow-brighter, singing the sun of Xiangjiang River tomorrow-brighter, standing at the top of the sea, Watch the tide roll ................................................................................................................................................. .................., please remember to visit me. Look at this eye on your arm. Look at this poet standing on the edge of the South China Sea. Please don't call my name. My soul has shuttled through your myelin sheath for more than half a century. I still remember that in July, when you rose into the night sky, I hesitated to shed my tears at midnight in the South China Sea. My forefinger and thumb stuck into my gut and sighed for a hundred years, and finally I took it out and threw it into that blue eye. You know, mom, at that time, I turned my heartbeat into a mother on a note. During the ten years in your arms, I walked with your harmonious eyes. Please don't worry that I am squeezed into the charge of the times. You see, my body soaked with green fragrance every ten steps in spring, decorated with a colorful lotus flower in midsummer, will come to my eyes again in July. Do you see the gratitude full of tears, but I don't want to walk in front of you forever. We are mother and daughter. Wherever we go, it should be our * * * mark. A young firefly flies in the night sky in July. I made a wish like a meteor to write a poem on the west coast of the Pacific Ocean. I held high the beacon and the street lamp. Please remember to come and see me when all the flowers are in full bloom. 4. Dream, new posture Mom, you are a thousand-year-old peasant woman who kindly built a Confucian hut. You work in the hut, weave a dream, and weave a dream for your children. My desire spins on your forehead. When will your hard hands touch my skin? However, before everything was expected, I was imprisoned by a blue eye. Their thick hands reached into my ribs, hollowed out my bone marrow and drained all my blood. I have to wait for your awakening. You are lying in the smoke, your child is 18,000 degrees nearsighted, and the mountains and rivers are crying. But you still stood up with your last strength and became a totem. A piece of yellow paper shattered a dream. New posture. Mom, I want to fly and wring the water dry. Under my wings is your simple smile. The sunshine in July ignited the burning flame of Xiangjiang River and burned the withered vines. I've been pestering my mother for too long. I want to spread my wings and fly over mountains and rivers, and the running footsteps of green trees in the plain step on your shadow branches to call my mother. Do you know that this cry is the voice of hundreds of millions of people? Ting Yun kisses and the breeze whispers where your blood flows. Mother, no one can stop our roots from winding under the ground and in the sky. My feathers are full of your aura, and I will always walk on the soaring economic road. Mom, I will sing loudly about your beautiful tomorrow. I will let this song penetrate everything, take root and sprout in your solid chest, and then try to weave a lotus flower in July to celebrate the return of Hong Kong and follow the rhyme of Su Dongpo.
When Hong Kong returns to Hong Kong, Bauhinia will laugh and see you in the five-star world. In the past, the smoke was thick, but the ship was teetering, and the dangerous reef was surging.
It was dark at night, so I found another place and woke up unchanged. The ends of the earth are tired of guests, and the ends of the earth return home, looking forward to returning home.
4. What are the poems about "coming back"?
The poem about "Return" is as follows:
1, The Book of Songs. Xiaoya. Picking EU "
Yesterday, I left, and the willows were reluctant; The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.
2. Han Yuefu folk songs
Sad songs can be used as tears, and distant looks can be used as angelica.
3. Don Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
4. Tang He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Young people leave home, old people return, and the local accent has not changed.
5. Tao Yuanming's return to the garden.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Why did the ancients love to write poems with "Gui"?
Poetry can be used as a way to express feelings, which is more subtle and euphemistic than language and behavior. And this requires cultural literacy, so like-minded people can communicate with each other in the future. Just as modern people also write some literary works, it is a spiritual comfort to themselves and others.
Although it is lost now, it will come back and become better.
Not a poem, but a couplet;
Where there is a will, there is a way. If we cross the rubicon, 120 Qin Guan will belong to Chu after all.
Hard-working people are rewarded by heaven, and they have tasted courage. More than 3,000 armour can swallow Wu.
Pu Songling's self-encouragement association. The last sentence said that Qin destroyed six countries, and Chu was the most innocent. When the king of Chu died in the state of Qin, Chu Nangong vowed: "Although there are three Chu clans, Qin will be destroyed!" Chu Xiang Yu burned his bridges, and after putting all his eggs in one basket, he really destroyed Qin; The next sentence is that the King of Yue, humiliated by Fu Cha, finally succeeded in revenge and annexed the State of Wu. Kind of fits your theme.
What meets the requirements most is what MacArthur said: I went and I will come back.
6. What poems describe "I left a long time ago, and now I am back"?
1, "Send Huo Dongya and Fiona Fang back with the rhyme"
Year: Ming Author: Song Na
Don't forget to talk about Hai Weng.
Birds and flowers are singing and flowers are singing around the hut, and words are all over the paper.
Silkworm, mulberry, chicken and millet are all available, and oats and sunflower are everywhere.
When to return to the old seclusion, there are ginseng in the forest by the water.
2, "Han Gongchun Xie returned from illness"
Year: Song Author: Liu Kezhuang
When I get well, I ask Manjusri. I'm too lazy to go to the meditation bed. Luo Chen the sparrow peeled and pecked, and turned his clothes upside down. Gan Kun in the sleeve, the former husband and daughter dare to fight for strength. If not, the descendants of the Miao nationality should also have a spectrum. When the village chickens crow, they don't bother with the flute pipes and enter the palace merchants. The wine was brought back to Liu Qi and overwhelmed Qin Lang. What's the harm of the old minister killing casually? I'm tired of asking questions about whether Zhou Xue is healthy. If I don't come, I won't have a new cavity.
Step 3 "Return"
Year: Meta Author: Wang Mian
When I came back with white hair, I was surprised that my master Jia Xi knew my name.
Friends make them grow old and drift away, while children grow up year after year.
Wild plum blossoms are still antique, and the mountains and winds blow and rain cool.
I like Weng's truth best, and the wine is full of fragrance.
4. Song of Return
Year: Yuan Author: Hou Shanyuan
The way of longevity is used for nothingness every day. There is a clear action from the beginning, three people want to see Shen Fu. Jade rabbit took advantage of Lingwu. The universe crashed out of a faint road with a bang. The light shines on the white tiger's forehead in three mountains, and the flame flies two red dragon whiskers. See the night.
5. "Return to Hongmei"
Year: Song Author: Wu Fu
When precious flowers are drunk, it is not called Bloom vegetarian period.
I went to the branches of the sun to germinate, and when I came back, the trees were full of flowers.
Although I know how to win and lose, I still like Yu Fang to go around the Quchi.
Flowers are also affectionate, but also leave residual calyx for poetry.
7. What are the poems describing the return?
1, "Out of the Plug" Wang Changling
The moon was bright in Qin dynasty, closed in Han dynasty, and the Long March people did not return it; If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
2, "Longxi" Chen Tao
Tang Jun men and women fought the Huns to the death, and 5,000 troops in robes were killed in Chen Hu. Poor bones by the river, still living in the boudoir.
3, "Liangzhou Ci" William Wang
Wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa right away. Drunk lying on the battlefield, you don't laugh, there have been several wars in ancient times.
4, "Xia Sai Qu" Wang Changling
Horses lead horses to drink across the river, the wind is biting, and the autumn wind is like a sword. The sunset on the vast battlefield has not yet fallen, and I saw Lintao County in the distance in the dark.
The Great Wall once fought a fierce battle, saying that the frontier soldiers were in high spirits. The yellow city is full of ancient times, and the bones are messy.
5, "Join the Army North" Li Yi
After the snow in Tianshan Mountain, the sea is cold, and it is difficult to blow the flute all over. There were 300,000 people in the village, and I looked back at the moon for a while.
6. "Join the army" Yang Jiong
There is a raging fire in Kyoto, and gasoline is surging in Chang 'an. Leaving the palace, the general will assume the command; Surrounding the enemy and attacking the city, the elite cavalry are extremely brave.
The snow is black, the flag is painted and the wind is noisy. I'd rather be a junior officer to fight for my country than a white-faced scholar who only engraved his chapter.
7. A song of snow sent Tian Shuji Wu home.
Author: 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 vast sea dried up, thousands of feet ice, dark clouds bleak, Wan Li condensed. 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.
8. "Yuefu Zaju, advocating ballads, Zhan Chengnan" Tang Li Bai
Last year, I hit Sangganyuan, and this year I hit the onion river. Wash the soldiers at sea to help the waves, and put grass in the snow in Tianshan Mountain. During the Long March, the three armed forces aged. Xiongnu cultivated by killing. In ancient times, they only saw white bones and yellow sand. The Qin family built a city for Hu, and the Han family also had bonfires. The bonfire is burning and there is no time to fight. Fight to the death on the battlefield, and the defeated horse will howl at the sky. Black kites peck at human intestines and fly with dead branches. Soldiers are careless, but generals are empty. But knowing that soldiers are killing weapons, saints should use them.
9. "Hehe Joining the Army" Tang Libai
The battle was broken, the city was surrounded by the enemy, surrounded by the enemy. Rushed into the camp, shot General Huyan, and led the rest of the soldiers back alone.
10, "Jibeimen Opera" Tang Libai
Lu array Great Northern Wilderness, Hu Jingmang. Feather books are fast and shocking, and bonfires are bright even during the day. Tiger and bamboo first aid the border, and Rong Chesen did it. The wise master was restless, and the flying sword pushed the hub out of the fierce general according to the heart, and even the flag boarded the battlefield. War-torn and murderous. Lie down at the foot of Hongshan, and camp next to Zisai. In winter, the wind is tight and the flags rustle. Draw a corner to mourn the sea and the moon, and ask about the frost in the clothes. Cut Loulan with a sword, and shoot the wise king with a bow. If you devote yourself wholeheartedly, you will degenerate and die. Report the merits to the son of heaven and return the Song to Xianyang.
1 1, Seven Laws Long March 1935 10 Mao Zedong.
The red army is not afraid of the expedition, and Qianshan is just idle. Wuling makes waves, and Wumeng takes mud pills.
Jinsha River is warm in the clouds and cliffs, and Dadu Bridge is cold with the cross rail. I'm glad to see that Minshan Mountain is covered with snow and stretches for miles. Our soldiers crossed it and showed a bright smile.
12, Spring and Snow in Qinyuan, Mao Zedong1February 936.
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows. These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
13, Qingping Music Liupan Mountain Mao Zedong 1935 10 month.
The sky is high and the clouds are light, looking at the flying geese in the south. If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero, but you will fight for 20,000.
At the top of Liupan Mountain, the red flag flutters in the west wind. Holding a long tassel today, when will it be a black dragon?
14, "China people's liberation army occupied Nanjing" Mao Zedong1April 949.
Zhongshan is windy and rainy, and millions of heroes cross the river. The distance between the tiger and the dragon plate is better than in the past, turned upside down and natural and graceful.
It is advisable to chase after the poor bandits with the remaining courage, not to learn from the overlord. If the sky is sentimental, it will grow old, and the right way in the world is vicissitudes.
15, Double Ninth Festival in Caisang 19291October Mao Zedong.
Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old. Today is Chongyang, and the yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant.
The annual autumn wind blows hard, not like spring, but better than spring, just like the Wan Li frost on the vast river.
Recalling Qin E's Loushanguan1Mao Zedong in February 935
The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost morning moon. First frost morning, horseshoe broken, horn swallowed.
Xiongguan road is as iron as iron, and now it is still one step away from the beginning. From the beginning, Cangshan was like the sea and the sunset was like blood.
8. What are the poems about "going home"?
1, you people from my old country, tell me what happened there! . -Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems
2. Xian Yi, young and old, left home, and the local accent has not changed. -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
Now, close to my village and meeting people, I dare not ask a question. -Song Wenzhi "Crossing the Han River"
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
5. After people return to geese, they think about flowers. -Xue Daoheng's "Homecoming"
6. Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's Thoughts on a Quiet Night
On the seventh day, the rest of the flutes flew silently, and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
8. I have been in first frost for ten years in the Guest House and Bingzhou, and I remember Xianyang day and night. -Liu Zao's "Journey to the North"
9. As soon as you see heartbroken, you can't go back. -Bai Juyi's Nanpu Bie
10, I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people who travel far away. -Bai Juyi's Night Thoughts on the Winter Solstice in Handan
1 1, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
12, I turned to my hometown because I was bored, and my dream of returning home became longer. -Zhu Chen's "Go Home"
13, I can finally send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.
14, the spring scenery in the two places is the same, which makes people homesick. -Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Station"
15, where do children come from when they meet strangers? -He Zhangzhi's Homecoming Book
9. What poems describe "reunion after a long separation"?
1. Li Zhiyi in Song Dynasty.
I live in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River and you live in the lower reaches. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
2. Gum Arabic
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
3. Say goodbye to Du Mu
Getting together seems to be painting, but it is ruthless; I just feel that the wine has to smile and keep silent. The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning.
4. Looking at the moon reminds me of a distant Zhang Jiuling.
5. The moon, now at sea, brings a separated heart, and the night is long and considerate. Although I blow out the candle, it is not dark, although I put on my coat, it is not warm, so I leave my message to the moon and turn to my bed, hoping for a dream.
6. "Midnight Wu Ge" Li Bai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
7. The Book of Songs? Nan Zhou? Management bureau
Guan Guan Luo Gui, in Hezhou. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
8. Mulan tree
On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off.
The bell on the first floor struck the fifth watch, and the sadness in my heart was like being sprinkled in the spring rain in March.
9. "Hui Huan" Five Dynasties Southern Tang Li Yu
The flowers in the forest have withered in spring. Too hasty. Helpless, cold rain comes early and wind comes late.
Cochineal tears. Get people drunk. When does it weigh? Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
10. "Acacia" Li Bai
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an. Autumn insects sing by the golden well,
Thin frost shines on my cold mat like a small mirror, and tall lanterns flicker; My desire is getting deeper and deeper,
I lifted the curtain, sighed and stared at the moon, which rose from the clouds like a flower.
Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water.
Heaven and earth are far away, can I dream over the portal and over the mountains? .
Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.
1 1. "Notes for friends in the north on a rainy night" Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
12. Dead Hua Lian Song Liu Yong
Leaning against the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.
Who will rely on silence in the afterglow of grass smoke?
I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless.
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
10. Looking forward to returning poetry
1, "I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao kiln to deliver this."
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
I heard that you were demoted as the captain of the dragon label when the flowers fell and Zigui cried. Longbiao, a remote place, passes through five streams. I put my sad thoughts on the bright moon, hoping to accompany you all the way to Yelangxi.
2. To my friends Li Dan and Yuan Xi.
Tang Dynasty: Wei Wuying
We shared the flowers last year, and it has been in bloom for a year now.
How to predict my fate, the world is far away, only the hazy spring sorrow makes me sleep on the pillow.
Sick body makes me want to retire to the countryside, watching the exiles ashamed of the salary of the country.
I heard that you were going to meet me here. I went to the west wing to see some circles looking at the moon.
We said goodbye in last year's flower season, and now we have been apart for a year. How can I predict the fate of the world? Only gloomy spring worries keep me awake. My sick body makes me want to retire to the pastoral area and watch the exiled people live up to the wages of the country. I have long heard that you are going to meet me here, so I visited the West Building several times and saw the bright moon.
3. "I feel old in Jianglou"
Tang Dynasty: Zhao Wei
Alone at the bottom of the river, I vaguely thought that the moonlight was like water.
Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The wind shadow is vaguely like last year.
I came to this tall building by the river alone, and my thoughts seemed to be full of sadness. I think the moonlight is like water, and the flowing water is like the boundless sky. I remember we used to watch the moon together. Now where do you stay together? You know, the scenery where water and light meet is as beautiful and gentle as what you saw last year.
4. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night.
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. A night of heavy rain in Bashan filled the autumn pool. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
5. Farewell in the Mountains
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
Send a good friend in the deep mountain, and the sunset will cover Chai Men. Spring grass will give birth to new green next year, friend, can you give it back to me?