What are the classic poems of Huang Tingjian?

Huang Tingjian's classic poems are:

Silly children don't do official business, and they rely on yat sen villa for quick things. Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon. Zhu Xian is already a beauty, and her young eyes are chatting with wine. Wan Li returned to the ship to play the flute, which is why we made an alliance with Bai Ou. -"Climbing the Express Pavilion"

Riding cattle and piccolo blowing through the village thousands of villages away. How many Chang 'an fame and fortune guests, organ failure is not as good as that of Jun. —— "Poetry of the Shepherd Boy"

The general said Hou Feng, Piccolo Long song leaned against the building. Everything goes with the wind, take a break and go to the south of the circus to play. Don't stay up late to urge the wine, the smell of wine seems to be drifting away this autumn. The flowers smiled at the old man's head, ashamed, and the white-haired flowers were puzzled -"Nanxiangzi General Called Feng Hou"

You have been a girl since you were a child. I heard that you can't draw now. Cut as if by the hand of the goddess, the day lily pomegranate is bright. -"Thanks for the Dragon Boat Festival"

On the bank of the half-smoked and half-rainy stream bridge, the fisherman was drunk and no one called him. What is the meaning of laziness? Flowers and plants are fragrant in spring. Jiang Shan is waiting for you, and this meaning is deep. Ask me where I'm going and you'll know. -"Bodhisattva Crossing the River, Half Smoke and Half Rain Creek Bridge"

Explanation:

Climbing the Express Pavilion: I'm not a big shot. I'm just perfunctory. I have been busy all day. I took advantage of the rain in the evening of Chu Qing, climbed up the express pavilion to relax. From a distance, it is early winter, when all the trees are depressed and the world is wider. In the bright moonlight, Chengjiang flows clearly into the distance. My friends are far away, and I have no interest in playing the string and flute. Only when I see wine will my eyes show joy. Thinking about the fetters of life, an official might as well find a boat to play the flute and float to his hometown, where being with Bai Ou is not a better destination.

The poem of the shepherd boy: The shepherd boy rides an ox through a distant mountain village. He plays the piccolo sideways, and I can hear him through the dragon.

Hey, how many people go to Chang 'an to seek fame and fortune? The authorities are not as good as you (shepherd boy).

General Nan Xiangzi said: When the generals were discussing the matter of sealing Hou, I was leaning against a tall building and playing bamboo flute and Long song loudly. The world passed away quietly in the wind and rain. Emperor Wu of song boarded the circus in Chongyang, and the grand occasion of feasting with his ministers is gone forever. Drink quickly, don't stay, the wine is still mellow. The flowers on the old people's heads make them laugh, but white hair can't eliminate their worries.

"Thanks for the Dragon Boat Festival": This poem was written by Huang Tingjian, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. On this special day of Dragon Boat Festival, seeing friends off, going home, or feeling the passage of time are always different days and feelings. The whole poem uses antithesis and metaphor. Give your friends a comfort when they leave, and it is also a comfort to yourself.

"Bodhisattva Man Half Smoke and Half Rain": Half smoke and half rain appeared on the side of the stream bridge. The old fisherman was drunk and slept, and no one called him and shook him. How long is his laziness and boldness? The spring breeze blows the flowers and plants, emitting a delicate fragrance. If there is something waiting for mountains and rivers, only Tao Yuanming knows the meaning best. If you ask me where I want to go when I leave, you naturally know where I want to go.