On misty poetry 1. An ancient poem with a vague beginning
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The Yellow River looms from the trees.
Qing Yuan Mei's "Shagou"
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Vaguely prosperous Wu Chu.
Chen Qing Song Wei's "Windbreak Estuary"
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Shine faintly on the lost firewood.
The Return of Beauty by Chen Weisong in Qing Dynasty
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The tower blew a faint song.
A Gift for Su Kunsheng by Chen Qing Song Wei.
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A faint mount Li is hanging in the clouds,
Along the way, the royal account will be opened every day.
Shangguan Zhao Rong's Three Poems for Xinfeng Hot Spring Palace
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Zhucheng has a faint jade road.
Far away, there is no golden embankment.
The Ancient Meaning of Chang 'an
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Dark night,
The clock rang for nine days.
Shijing temple Lu
2. Describe a hazy poem
1, but before she started walking towards us, we shouted a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
It was a long time before she came out slowly, holding the pipa in her arms and covering her face half.
2. It's cold and windy, and Xiaomei is snowy and apricot red. Late at night, the oblique swing rope hangs quietly, misty and rainy, and the prospect of the pavilion is blurred. -Late night/cold food night Han Lie in Tang Dynasty
The light cold that cuts the skin stings the wind, plum blossoms are like snow, and apricot blossoms are red. In the middle of the night, the swing rope on the diagonal hangs quietly, and the pavilion is faintly visible in the misty rain.
3, Nishinomiya night is quiet and fragrant, and I want to roll the bead curtain for a long time. Obliquely holding the clouds and seeing the moon, the hazy trees are hidden in the sun. -Wang Changling's "West Palace Spring Complaint" in the Tang Dynasty
The night in the West Palace is very quiet, only the flowers in full bloom in the palace courtyard quietly exude fragrance. The beauty who lives in the palace originally wanted to roll up the curtain made of beads and go out to enjoy the flowers.
However, I gave up because I didn't want to appreciate it. I have to stay in an empty boudoir with endless resentment. Harp looks at the moon, and many trees hide Zhaoyang Palace.
4, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. -Du Mu's "Bo Qinhuai" in Tang Dynasty
Haze pervades the vast Han River, and the moon shines on the white sand house. In the evening, I parked my boat by Qinhuai River, near the restaurant.
5, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. -Su Shi's Two Poems on Drinking Rain on Lake Chuqing in the Song Dynasty.
In the bright sunshine, the water in the West Lake is sparkling and beautiful. On rainy days, under the cover of rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are foggy, and if there is anything, it is wonderful.
3. A vague sentence
Make a vague sentence
1. By train, Beijing is in sight. I vaguely saw the soldiers standing tall under the five-star red flag.
2. After a long time, I vaguely remember some childhood events.
I tried to check the information on the internet a few days ago, but when it was time to go online, I forgot to check anything. I have only a vague impression.
In a short time, the clouds turned white again, some scattered into islands, some pines and cypresses were discernible on them, and some were blown into slender strips, like translucent whitebait, floating freely in the blue sky.
It's getting late, and I see the stars flashing gradually.
6. There is a faint blue light in the hole.
4. What poems describe "drifting away"?
1, it's still something that makes people shine at the moment.
From Zhang Mi's "Giving People away in the Tang Dynasty"
Don't dream of thanking, wandering under the railing of the small corridor.
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.
Explanation:
Don't come to Xie Jia vaguely in your dream and wander under the railing of a small cloister. Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate and shines in the courtyard away from people.
It's been a year since we met and parted in the flowers.
From Wei to my friends in the Tang Dynasty.
We met in the flowers, parted in the flowers, and a year later, there were flowers here again. 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.
Explanation:
Last year, we said goodbye, but 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 heard that you would meet me here. I went to the West Building and looked out at the bright moon several times.
If you don't do it, you will change the fire, and the world will step on the world of mortals.
From Su Shi's "Linjiang Xian sends money to Mu Fu" in Song Dynasty.
Since we have been in Beijing for three years, far away from the world, you have traveled around the world. When I meet with a smile, it's still warm as spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, not water, and the peak is like a bamboo pole in autumn.
My heart is melancholy, because you want to separate the sails overnight. When you see me off, the clouds are the color of the moon. There is no need for the girls of Pei Jiu to feel too sorry for the glass. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are both passers-by, just like stopping at different hotels. (Zuntong: Zun)
Explanation:
We haven't seen each other in Beijing for three years. You are always wandering around the world. When we meet and laugh, it is still warm as spring. Your heart will always be like an ancient well, and high winds and bright days are like bamboo poles in autumn. I'm disappointed that you will set sail overnight, and when you say goodbye, the clouds are pale and the moon is bright. Don't frown with a glass in your hand. Life is a difficult journey, and you and I are both passers-by.
4. Bashan Chushui is desolate and abandoned for 23 years.
From Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou" in the Tang Dynasty.
The mountains were desolate and silent for twenty-three years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed.
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Explanation:
He was relegated to these desolate places of Bashan and Chushui, and spent 23 years in poverty. The old days of remembering old friends and reciting Xiao Fu in vain no longer exist. There are still thousands of sailboats from Qian Qian passing by the capsized ships; There are thousands of trees thriving in front of the dead trees. After listening to the poem you recited to me today, I can cheer up with this wine for the time being.
The spring in Luoyang is good, and the talents in Luoyang are old in other places.
Bodhisattva Man, Good Spring in Luoyang City by Wei Zhuang in Tang Dynasty.
The spring in Luoyang city is good, and Luoyang talents are always in other places. At this time, Liu's heart turned to loss.
Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water. I hate Yu Hui, but I don't know Jun Jun.
Explanation:
Spring blossoms and everything recovers. Luoyang city, beautiful spring. However, I am a prodigal son, but I can only wander in different places and die of old age. On the levee in front of Wang Wei, willows are harmonious and shaded. And there is a secret pain in my heart, full of sadness and melancholy. Peach blossom is purple, spring water is green, smoke cage is Liu Di, and water bath is Yuanyang.
This thing comes out in pairs and stays together, which reminds me of the sadness of being separated from others forever. There is no explanation, so we have to dissolve the sadness of a cavity of acacia into the afterglow of the sunset. Distant people, distant old country, you know, I am thinking of you!
5. What are the poems about "Busy"?
1, look at wheat cutting
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The Tian family has less leisure in the month, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
A woman's husband is hungry and her child is pregnant with pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang.
Summer is steaming and rustic, and the back is burning.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Another poor woman, holding her son,
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm.
Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger.
Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight.
I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
Farmers seldom have free months. When May comes, people are busier. At night, the south wind blew, and the wheat covered on the ridge was ripe and yellow. Women carry vegetables in bamboo baskets, children carry water in pots, and follow each other to deliver meals in the fields. The men who collect wheat are all in Nangang. Their feet were smoked by the heat of the ground and their backs were basking in the hot sun.
Tired as if I didn't know it was hot, I just cherished the long summer. I saw a poor woman standing beside the wheat harvester with her child in her arms, picking up the left ear of wheat in her right hand and hanging a broken basket on her left arm. Listening to her look at others, everyone who hears her feels sorry for her.
Because of paying rent and taxes, all the fields at home have been sold out, so we have to pick up some ears of wheat to satisfy our hunger. What achievements have I made now, but I don't have to engage in farming and sericulture. Get a salary of 300 stone meters a year, and there will be surplus food at the end of the year. I feel ashamed to think of these things, and I can't forget them all day.
2. Rural residence
Qing Dynasty: Gao Ding
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass around the village has gradually sprouted and grown, and orioles are flying around. Willow covered with long green branches, swaying in the wind, as if gently stroking the bank. The evaporated water vapor between Shui Ze and vegetation condenses into smoke. Willow seems to be intoxicated with this beautiful scenery. After school, the children in the village hurried home and flew kites in the blue sky when the east wind blew.
3. Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village
Song Dynasty: Fan Chengda
During the day, weeding in the fields and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, the men and women in the village took on all the housework.
Although the children don't plow and weave, they also learn a kind of melon in the shade of mulberry trees.
Weeding in the fields during the day and rubbing hemp thread at home at night, both men and women in the village have their own household affairs. Although the children can't plow and weave, they have learned to grow melons in the shade of mulberry trees.
4. "Zhang, a foreigner from the Ministry of Water Resources, sent a 22-year-old white Sheren to Qujiang for a spring outing."
Tang dynasty: Han Yu
In the evening, a faint mist cleared away and the sky shone brightly.
The riverside of Qujiang is covered with thousands of trees. What's the matter with you so busy? Why don't you come?
The faint clouds dispersed by themselves in the evening, and Wan Li reflected the balcony in the blue sky and daytime. Flowers and trees on both sides of Qujiang River are flourishing. Why are you so busy that you refuse to come?
5. Tian Jia
Tang Dynasty: Nie Zhongyi
Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren.
The grain is not obvious in June, and the housekeeper has repaired the warehouse.
The father plows in the mountains, and the son plows at the foot of the mountain. It was June, the rice in the field had not been harvested, and the official tax collection warehouse had been repaired and was waiting to be collected.