Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Translation:
The empty mountain is bathed in a new rain, and the arrival of night makes people feel that it is early autumn.
The moon is clear and clear, and the clear spring is flowing.
The bamboo forest was noisy until the washerwoman came back, and the lotus leaves swayed like canoes.
The wheat straw in spring might as well let it rest, and the prince and grandson in the mountains can stay in autumn.
Second, the autumn serenade
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
Translation:
When the moon first rises, the autumn dew is thin, so I wear a thin Luo coat and don't change into other clothes.
The long night was full of affection for Yinzheng, and I was afraid of being alone and couldn't bear to go into the house to sleep.
Third, autumn night
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
Translation:
In the autumn night, candlelight reflects the painting screen and beats fireflies with a small fan.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting in the bedroom staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
4. Late Autumn/Autumn Hope/Autumn Night in Chang 'an
Tang Dynasty: Zhao Wei
Clouds flow bleak, and the Han Palace moves in high autumn.
When the stars are broken, the flute touches the ground.
Purple half-open fence is quiet, and red is full of lotus worries.
Beautiful perch, empty wearing a southern crown to learn Chu prisoners.
Translation:
Clouds and climbing in the morning light swim all over the sky, and the tower hall stands tall and touches the sky.
The stars are dotted with geese flying south in traffic jams, and I am leaning alone in the building in the melodious flute.
Colorful chrysanthemums spit lightly, and red-violet petals worry.
It's a pity that the bass can't go back when it's beautiful, and Dai Chuguan learns to count prisoners.
Fifth, climb the mountain.
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Translation:
It is very sad that there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand.
Endless trees are rustling leaves, and endless Yangtze River is rolling in.
Sad to autumn, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round and has been sick all his life. Today, he is alone on the high platform.
After a lot of hardships, white hair is full of temples, and the cup is hanging.
2. Poems describing landscapes and people. The sky is red and the clouds are west, at the foot of the earth's weekdays —— Three Poems of Tang Du Fu's Qiang Village. To see the sun, for all his glory, Buried by the Coming Night —— A Trip to Paradise by Tang Shangyin. Deep trees grow at dusk, and small buildings grow at sunset —— Tang Du Mu's topic of Yangzhou Zen Temple. A touch of sunset was sprinkled in the water, and half a river rustled. At this time, Tianya * * * looked at the moon and thought of a distant Zhang Tang. The bright moon walks with people affectionately —— Zhang Songxian's The Bodhisattva Crossing the River. The bright moon shines on tall buildings, and time flies —— Regret for the Past in the History of the Three Kingdoms. It glows with afterglow, but it doesn't fill its hands —— Jin Lu's "When is the bright moon?" —— Tang Libai's "Drinking asking for the moon". The dusk rain doesn't come, the spring doesn't go, and the full moon is hazy —— Song Hezhu's Jiangchengzi. Mountain breeze blows the empty forest, as if someone were whispering —— Cen Can's Walking in the Mountains in Late Autumn in the Tang Dynasty. Good rain knows the season, and spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu. Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow inclines in the breeze-two water thresholds of Du Fu in Tang Dynasty. You know the wind by watching you drizzle-Du Mu's Qiu Si. Rain is coming —— Tang Xu's Night Talk at the West Building in Xianyang. Rain in Mao Mao. White rain into the boat-Shi Wang Hu Lou Zui Shu 1 27/month. Dark clouds crush the city, but golden thread scatters the sun —— Tang Lihe Yanmen, Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night —— Liu Tang Changqing's Snow House Lotus Master. Chun Xue is full of space, as touching as blooming. I don't know the trees in the garden. If it's a real plum —— Chun Xue by Tang Dongfang Qiu. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and one piece blows down Xuanyuantai-Tang Dynasty. Li Bai is very popular in the north. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blew at night and opened the petals of ten thousand pear trees-Tang Dynasty. A song "Song of Snow" sent Tian Shuji Wu home. Poetry is everywhere, and things are always there —— Ling Mei of Song Dodge. There should be no such thing in the world-Wang Song Anshi's Melody Song. Populus davidiana is lighter than others, and Man Chun is the branch of red apricot. You can't close the garden in spring, but an almond goes out of the wall —— Ye Songshaoweng's Not Worth Visiting the Garden. It's always spring in my spare time. There is not much touching spring scenery —— Wang Song Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and apricot flowers sell the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty —— Song Lu travels to Lin 'an Spring Rain at the beginning of Ji 'an. The shadow is thin and shallow, and the fragrance floats at dusk —— Xiao Mei in the Garden in the Mountain by Song Linbu. In the city, peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain, and the spring is at the head of the stream.
Dai Fu ". Spring breeze does not lift the ban on flowers, but people jump on the sidewalk —— Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand. In February and March of spring, grass and water are the same color —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu. There are plenty of grass in the south of the Yangtze River in February and drizzle in spring —— Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are reflected in the sun. I am familiar with Song Yan Shu's "Yan Gui Lai Sha". It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that there is no bloom —— Chrysanthemum by Tang Yuanzhen. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "Haitang is not blooming in the same generation". The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green, so when will the bright moon shine on me? Song. Wang Anshi sailed in Guazhou. Jiangnan can pick lotus, where is the lotus leaf! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and there was already a dragonfly standing on his head-Xiao Chi written by Yang Wanli. The leaves are dry and rainy, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan covered the curtain with Su. I don't know who cut the beautiful leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-Liu Yong, written by Tang He Zhang Zhi. Spring breeze blows high--tang juyi bid farewell to the ancient plain grass. The rain in the sky is crisp, but the color of the grass is far from close —— The Rain in Early Spring by Tang Hanyu. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken! Don.
Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn. Cicada makes the forest quiet, and the sound palace mountain is more secluded. -Liang and Wang Ji of the Southern Dynasties entered the western region. Birds in the river are too white, and blue flowers in the mountains want nature —— Two quatrains of Tang Du Fu. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the duck prophet who warms the spring river-Stone's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong. Flowers are more and more beautiful, but shallow grass can't have the sound of hooves-Tang Bai Juyi's ".
3. Ancient poems about people and scenery:
1, Spring Thoughts by Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. Finally, you want to go home,
Now when my heart is about to break. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu
The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.
I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning, and I have been asking what time it is all night.
4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu. Develop an ancient poem about landscape writing;
1, Spring Thoughts by Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. Finally, you want to go home,
Now when my heart is about to break. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu
The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.
I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind whispered, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning, and I have been asking what time it is all night.
4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
5, "Acacia" Tang
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.
6, "Chunxiao" Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
7, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ran
Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?
8. "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.
9. "Poetry of Spring" Yuxi, Liu Tang
It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
10, "Liu Yong" Tanghe Zhangzhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
1 1, the night view of binjiang song sushi.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
12, "Boating Guazhou" Anshi, Wang Song
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me?
13, "Presenting Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" by Tang Hanyu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Write people's ancient poems
Teenagers leave home, old people return, and the local accent remains the same.
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Zhu Qingyu's "On the Eve of Jinshi" to Secretary Zhang
The red candle stopped at the bridal chamber last night.
Pay tribute to your aunt in front of the Dawn Hall.
Ask her husband in a low voice after makeup.
Is thrush deep and fashionable?
Dongpo yin
There are no natural barriers in the world,
Dajiangdong will go or not.
Poetry thrives in the north of the Yangtze River,
Picturesque Jiangnan.
The atmosphere is big,
Benevolence and kindness.
In dreams, two people often meet,
It's only a few hundred years since I woke up. bale
Beautiful sentences about people or scenery On the vast sea, strong winds are gathering dark clouds.
Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning. One moment its wings beat the waves, and the other moment it went straight into the dark clouds like an arrow. It cried-in the brave cry of birds, the dark clouds heard the joy.
In this cry-full of longing for the storm! In this cry, the dark clouds heard the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory. Seagulls groaned before the storm came-groaned, and they flew around the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm into the depths of the sea.
Spring is full and round, and an apricot can't be shut up. When you visit Surabaya Beach on a victorious day, the boundless scene will be new for a period of time. When you know the east wind, it will always be spring. From a distance, the rain is like crisp grass, but there is nothing better than the benefits of spring in a year. The willows are full of green flowers and red flowers, so there is no need to move the spring scenery-Song. Wang Anshi chanted a gust of wind about pomegranate flowers, which brought catkins. The shop was full of sweetness, and Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade customers to taste it.
In February and March of spring, grass and water are the same color-gold. The ancient Yuefu poem Zhu Meng 1 Spring is really comfortable, and the scenery in spring is really beautiful! This spring not only gives people new life, but also gives people new hope. I like this beautiful spring. Near, near, I hear the footsteps of spring. All this reports the arrival of spring, and my whole heart floats out, floating on bright flowers and oily green grass. The spring rain fell on the buttonwood tree in the yard, and sasha vujacic gently plucked the strings like a musician. Spring rain, it turned out that you came to the earth with the spring girl, which filled the earth with vitality and fresh breath. Your dexterous hands touch people's heartstrings and good hopes. I suggest you go and see Zhu Ziqing's! ! ! Write a clip about spring, the defects of spring morning, miss the morning, open curtains and windows.
The breeze blew, and a fresh, fragrant and elegant earthy breath came to my face. Spring comes so fast, quietly and unconsciously, the grass is green, the branches are sprouting, the wild flowers and rape flowers are blooming everywhere, and everything is bathed in the early morning light of spring, swaying and swaying in the spring breeze, just like a girl's light song and dance, which is very lovely.
Creatures wake up in the spring morning, showing the preciousness and temptation of life. The spring morning touched the hope in my heart and inspired the enthusiasm of life.
The beautiful nature in spring is so beautiful at this moment: there are bright sunshine everywhere, colorful colors everywhere, sweet bird songs everywhere and intoxicating fragrance everywhere. This is a green world, an ocean of flowers.
Everywhere there are people who go for an outing, the kindness and satisfaction of the elderly, the laughter of lovers and the innocent smile of children. Suddenly understand: the beautiful spring is so beautiful because it makes people's mood bloom at this moment.
Spring rain, spring rain and spring thunder floated in with the spring breeze. Spring rain is like silk, fog, smoke and tide.
Through this thread, everything in the world is like a faint, foggy freehand painting, flickering. I like spring rain, not only spring rain, but also the rainless world you created for me in this rainy season.
Spring is full, spring is full, spring is crazy, spring is full, spring is full. Spring is full of people's hard work. People sow their firm faith and eternal hope with their own hands, as well as their true love and selfless love.
Not as colorful as spring? Where is the fruitful autumn? Quiet spring night, the moon is graceful. The wind brushed my cheek and swept up my long hair.
The moonlight is as calm and soft as water. My heart is like this moonlight, calm and soft.
I dare not pursue anything deliberately. I just hope that all good beginnings have a happy ending, just like this spring night is long and far away. Sentence describing spring 2 1) Spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream.
"Ding Dong Ding Dong" is like a magical singer of nature, singing crisp and melodious songs and rushing forward ... 2) Willow trees are spreading yellow and green branches and leaves, gently blowing in the slight spring breeze, just like a group of fairies dressed in green are dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful! 3) Every spring, kapok as red as fire, peony as pink as chardonnay and Chinese rose as white as jade are in full bloom.
Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.
4) The tender buds on the branches of Chinese fir are already quite tender, reflecting the bright sky. Do you think spring can be far behind? 5) Even if you miss the delicate daffodils in the water, don't forget that wild lilies also have spring in the lonely corner of the valley ... I like it, I like snowy winter, because winter can have snowball fights happily. I like it. I like winter with goose feathers and heavy snow.
Because the snow in winter is so enjoyable. Winter brings special surprises to people, and the scenery in the north is so attractive to tourists.
People are sledding in the snow, and happy laughter resounds through the sky. Autumn has arrived, although I didn't feel so cool in Fuzhou, I still can't help but miss the autumn in my hometown. Is the buttonwood tree in front of my window covered with a golden coat? Put a few pictures of autumn scenery and some ancient poems describing autumn, and you can express your thoughts ... There are many overlapping stories in Qiu Guang, and he secretly took three roads in autumn. There are no colorful flowers in spring, abnormal green trees in summer and snowflakes in winter, but there are fruitful fruit trees in autumn, which bring people the joy of harvest, and fruits are everywhere! Mark my favorite sentences in red.
5. Words that describe people as more beautiful than scenery are
Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: As long as she turns her head and smiles, there will be a hundred spells being cast, and the powder and paint in the Sixth Palace will all go up in smoke.
Xiao Wu, biography of Han consorts: "There are beautiful women in the north, unparalleled in the world. Take care of the city first, then the country."
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
Banji's attitude of continuing history, Xie Ting's attitude of singing snow.
Badong has Wushan, with a graceful face.
Diane's eyebrows are far away, and the green temples are thick with spring smoke.
The makeup is reflected in the song fan, the clothes are scattered in the dance, the beads are smeared on Luo Mei, and the golden cup is handed to the plain hand.
The willow tree next door is very weak, curled up like the waist of the fifteenth daughter.
Li Bai's resentment
How beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement and sitting with a frown.
I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
Poems in The Book of Songs: Shuoren;
Hands are soft, skin is solidified,
Collar like dragonfly, teeth like rhinoceros.
A cicada's head is like an eyebrow, with a clever smile,
My eyes look forward to it. Look at the whole city,
Think about the country again.
Beautiful people who see the bright clouds, think of their clothes and see flowers come to see them.
If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate.
There are beautiful women in the north, unparalleled in the world. They care about the city, then the country.
I would rather put aside all kinds of beautiful scenery and see only one person's beautiful face.
6. Sentences describing people or scenery 1, April drizzle.
The sun shines, and the autumn wind sends cool. The young leaves are still small, but there are some green leaves everywhere.
Shy Chunyang only gently leaned out some soft light from the thin clouds, and the figures and shadows on the ground were very weak. The wild peach blossoms bloomed the earliest, and the faint pink was swaying in the wind and rain, like a weak village girl, dressed simply and beautifully.
Although the current water has been liberated from the mountain compared with the upstream, it is still quite turbulent, so it is still quite unrestrained. The river is quite vast, and there are always large and small islands, wearing new miscellaneous trees. Although spring and summer are green, winter becomes a sparse cold forest.
The water color, except the red in the summer flood period, is thick sky blue. The sound of the beach, far and near, has been singing.
The sound of waves lapping on rocks and beaches is endless. The water spray is almost like a white line, rushing from a distance, slamming on the shore, making a rhythmic splash, then bubbling and disappearing between the sand and stones.
A row of waves in the back followed. ...
7. Poems describing people in beautiful scenery are taken out of context.
You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery.
The landscape observer is watching you upstairs.
The bright moon decorated your window.
You decorated other people's dreams.
The broken chapter is written in 1935+00. According to the author, these four lines were originally in a long poem, but only these four lines were used to his satisfaction, so they were taken out to form an independent chapter, from which the title came.
Attachment: the second half chapter
Mud across the river on your beam,
Spring in the yard next door is picked up in your cup.
Overseas luxury goods come to your chest,
I want to study traffic history.
Last night, I was relieved.
Smile today.
Give a mirror flowers,
Collect a round of water moon,
I will keep a diary for you.
For reference.