1. 10 poems that describe people who are very talented
Poems that describe people who are very talented include: 1. The original text of "The Biography of Xie Lingyun in Southern History" by Li Yanshou in the Tang Dynasty: Tianxia With only one stone, Cao Zijian got eight buckets, and I got one bucket. Since ancient times and today, everyone has been divided into one bucket.
Translation: Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, all the literary talents in the world have only one stone (a unit of capacity, one stone is equal to ten buckets). Among them, Cao Zijian (ie Cao Zhi) has eight buckets. I have one bucket. The rest of the world will fight against each other. 2. The original text of "A Gift to Pei Shiqi Zhongkan in Early Autumn" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty: The wind is blowing in the distant sea, and the sorrow is blown to the end of the world.
The southern star becomes a fire, and the heat remains in Danxia. The situation is irreversible, the six dragons turn to the sky.
The people of Jing weep for their beautiful jade, and the old man of Lu laments his melons. Achievement is like a dream, playing the harp and letting out a long sigh.
Pei Shengxin is brave and talented. I arrived in Haidaihao and made friends with the Lu and Zhu family.
He brought two young concubines with him, and his beauty shocked the lotus. Two songs enter the blue clouds, but it is a pity that the day is setting.
Treasures come out of poverty, and dragons and snakes are found in Daze. If the Lord of the Ming Dynasty sees the receipt, Yanxiao Road will not be credited.
If you don’t know the fate at the time, you should use alchemy sand. Translation: The distant wind comes from the sea, blowing melancholy all over the world.
The appearance of the Southern Star heralds the arrival of hot summer, with the steam steaming and forming colorful clouds. Time cannot be turned back, and the six-dragon celestial carriage controlled by the sun god keeps circulating.
Bian He cried because no one appreciated the beautiful jade. Confucius lamented that the gourd sticks to one place and cannot aim at all directions. Now that I have no success, I often play the piano by myself and sigh.
Mr. Pei, you are heroic and talented, and you have risen suddenly. Your footprints are all over the Central Plains, and you make friends with all heroes.
You like to take two beauties, as bright as lotus flowers, with you wherever you go. Their singing voices are so high that they are worried that time will pass and they will not be able to enjoy themselves to the fullest.
Jewelry comes from the deep sea, and dragons and snakes are hidden in deep mountains and lakes. If one day, the emperor takes a fancy to you, your path to success is not far away.
If you are unlucky, come with me to practice the golden elixir. 3. Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty wrote the original text of "Lu Zhong Sends Two Young Disciples to Xijing for Judgment": Lu Ke smiles to the west, and the king's family seems to be in a dream.
The frost withers away the hair of the ministers, and the sun recalls the Mingguang Palace. I admire the two dragons again, and they are the most talented in the world.
The high road is smooth and the wind is flowing. The dancing sleeves are blowing in the autumn moon, and the song and feast are heard in the morning.
How can a good relationship be the same when I see you traveling thousands of miles away? Translation: Although I live in Donglu, my heart is still in the capital, and even my dreams are of the scene when I was with the monarch that day.
Since I was released, my hair has turned as white as frost. This is because I miss the palace every day. What is enviable is that the two of you went to take the exam, just like two glued dragons coming out of the abyss, not to mention that you two have the most talented people in the world.
In the examination hall, you will be like horses galloping on the flat road, and you will be like Kunpeng spreading its wings to face the wind. After drinking, I couldn't help but spread my sleeves and dance under the autumn moon. After singing and dancing to the fullest, bursts of wild geese could be heard from the horizon.
Today I send you off to take the exam thousands of miles away. I wonder when we can meet again at such a grand event? 4. The original text of "Tiao Zhang Ji" written by Han Yu in the Tang Dynasty: Li Du's article is here, and its glory will last forever. I don't know how stupid the crowd is, so I will slander them.
It’s ridiculous to think that a small insect shakes a big tree! Translation: Li Bai's and Du Fu's poems and prose coexist, like a thousand-foot-long ray of light shining on the poetry world. But they don’t know that the frivolous scholars are ignorant, so how can they use old slanderous words to slander them? Just like the ants trying to shake the tree, it's ridiculous that they don't estimate themselves.
5. The original text of "Five Poems: Part 2" by Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty: Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, but they are no longer new. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.
Translation: The poems of Li Bai and Du Fu were once praised by thousands of people, but now they feel nothing new when they are read. There are many talented people in the country from generation to generation, and their poems, articles and popularity will be passed down for hundreds of years.
6. The original text of "Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty: Zhizhang was riding a horse as if riding a boat, and fell into a dazzled sleep at the bottom of a well. The three battles in Ruyang began to face the sky, and the mouth of the road met the koji chariot with salivation, and the desire to seal it to Jiuquan was unwavering.
The left prime minister spends tens of thousands of money every day, drinks like a long whale sucking in hundreds of rivers, holds a cup in his mouth, enjoys the sage and calls him a shunner. Zongzhi, a handsome and handsome young man, raised his glass and looked at the blue sky, which was as bright as a jade tree before the wind.
Su Jin often likes to escape to Zen when he is drunk before embroidering Buddha in Changzhai. Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about drinking wine. He went to a restaurant in Chang'an to sleep in a restaurant, but the emperor couldn't get on the boat because he was called by the emperor. He claimed that he was the Immortal of Wine.
Zhang Xu's three-cup grass sage takes off his hat and tops his head in front of the prince, and leaves paper like clouds of smoke. Jiao Sui fought five battles with Fang Zhuoran, and his eloquent talk shocked the four banquets.
Translation: He Zhizhang rode a horse while drunk, swaying as if riding a boat. He fell into the well with his eyes dim and fell asleep at the bottom.
Li Jing, the king of Ruyang, drank three cups of wine before going to see the emperor. On the road, I encountered a car carrying distilled rice. The smell of alcohol made my mouth water. I regretted that I could not stay in Jiuquan County, where the water tastes like wine.
Li Shi, the Prime Minister of the Left, spent tens of thousands of dollars for daily prosperity and drank like a whale swallowing water from hundreds of rivers. He claimed that he drank heavily in order to get out of political affairs and make way for talents.
Cui Zongzhi is a handsome and beautiful young man. When he raises his glass to drink, he often looks up at the sky. His handsome appearance is like a jade tree facing the wind. Although Su Jin fasted and ate vegetarian food in front of the Buddha, he often completely forgot the Buddhist precepts when he drank alcohol.
Li Bai could compose hundreds of poems after drinking a bucket of wine. He went to Chang'an Street wine shops to drink and often fell asleep drunk in the wine shops. The emperor was having a banquet in the lake and asked him to write a preface to the poem. He refused to get on the boat because he was drunk, claiming to be the immortal in wine.
After Zhang Xu drank three glasses of wine, he wrote a book with a brush, and he was called the Caosheng at that time. He often took off his hat and uncovered his head in front of the princes and nobles, writing quickly with his pen. If he received divine help, his writing would fall on the paper like clouds and smoke.
Jiao Sui only felt refreshed after five glasses of wine. He talks loudly at the banquet and often shocks everyone with his words.
7. The original text of "Remembering Li Bai in Spring" by Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty: Bai Ye's poems are incomparable, and his thoughts are unparalleled. Yu Kaifu is fresh and handsome, and Bao joins the army.
Spring trees in Weibei, dusk clouds in Jiangdong. When a bottle of wine, important and detailed essays.
Translation: Li Bai's poetry is unmatched, and his superb talents are far beyond ordinary people. Li Bai's poems have the freshness of Yu Xin's poems and the elegant style of Bao Zhao's works.
Now, I am alone in Weibei, facing the trees in spring, while you are far away in Jiangdong, looking at the dusk and thin clouds. The sky is far apart, and I can only miss each other from a distance. When will we be able to drink together at the same table and discuss our poetry in detail again? 8. The original text of Su Shi's "Farewell to Dong Chuan" of the Song Dynasty: Life is wrapped in a thick cloth, and there is poetry and calligraphy in the belly.
I hate accompanying the old scholar to cook gourd leaves, but force me to step on the locust flowers with my son. The money is empty and there is nothing to do to find a virgin horse, and the eyes are wandering looking at the car for choosing a son-in-law.
Proudness is worthy of praise of the secular world, and the edicts of yellow and new wetness are like crows. Translation: In life, the body is wrapped in coarse clothes and poor cloth, but the intellectual temperament in the chest is naturally dazzling.
I didn’t like to accompany the old Confucian and talk about the hard life of "cooking gourd leaves", so I decided to take the imperial examination with the officials. No money in pocket. 2. What are the ancient poems that describe people?
1: There is a beautiful woman in the north, unique and unique, who only cares about the city of Qingren, and then the country of Qingren.
2: The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick.
If we hadn’t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai.
3: May I ask who is similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup.
4: Famous beauties fall in love with each other, and the king often makes them smile.
Explanation: The spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the Agarwood Pavilion leans against the railing in the north.
5: The beauty rolled up the bead curtain, sitting deeply with her eyebrows furrowed, but when she saw wet tears, she didn’t know who she hated.
6: I am more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are on my head. Spring breeze in early February. Ten miles of Yangzhou Road is worse than rolling up a bead curtain
7: A generation has fallen in love with the city and chased the waves, and Wu Gong recalled his family in the sky. Follow the example of the girl next door in the east, her hair is white and her gauze is still hanging by the stream.
8: The charming eyes are closed shyly, and the red lips are smiling. The wind blows in the grape belt, and the sun shines on the pomegranate skirt.
7: Two eyebrows that look like frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that look like happiness but not joy.
The state of mind is filled with worries about both sides of the body, and the whole body suffers from coquettishness. Tears a little, panting slightly.
Quietness is like a delicate flower shining on the water, action is like a weak willow supporting the wind.
The heart has one more hole than the stem, and the disease is like Xizi, which is three points better.
8: Hibiscus emerges from clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed.
9: Look back and smile with all the charm, the pink and white in the sixth house have no color.
10: A pear blossom brings rain in spring
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This long poem describes the life of Concubine Yang (from From life to death), it is the most vivid, comprehensive and lamentable poem in ancient poetry to describe characters, as follows: "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty: The emperor of the Han Dynasty paid great attention to beauty and thought of his country, and he couldn't find it for many years.
There was a daughter in the Yang family who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir, unknown to anyone. It’s hard to give up on your natural beauty, so you will choose to be by the side of the king.
Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away your fat.
The waiter helped her up, but she was so delicate and weak. It was the beginning of her new grace. The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night.
The spring night is short and the sun is rising, so the king will not go to court early from now on. There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and spring travels from spring to night.
There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love them all. The golden house is made up to serve as a charming servant at night, and the jade house is full of drunkenness and spring.
Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, but they are poor and glorious. Therefore, the hearts of parents in the world are not to be reborn as boys but to be reborn as girls.
From the heights of Li Palace, blue clouds can be seen, and fairy music can be heard everywhere. Slow singing, slow dancing, silk and bamboo, the emperor can't see enough.
The Yuyang Gong stirs the earth and breaks the colorful clothes and feathers. Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuchong City Tower, and thousands of horses traveled southwest.
The green flowers wavered and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital. The Sixth Army did not send out any help, and they died in front of them.
The flowers are left to the ground but no one can collect them, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads. The king hid his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing.
The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the clouds. I climb the sword pavilion.
There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dim and the sun is thin.
The water of the Shu River is green and the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord is in love with him day and night. Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of bells breaking my heart when it rains at night.
The sky spins and the sun turns back to Long Yu. I hesitate and cannot go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yu Yan died.
The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes, and looked eastward to the capital to return home. Returning to the pond and garden, everything is still the same, the lotus is too liquid but the willow is still young.
Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this. The spring breeze brings peach and plum blossoms into bloom at night, and the autumn rain brings the sycamore leaves falling.
There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away. The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old.
The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been exhausted before falling asleep. The night is long and the bells and drums are beginning, and the stars are about to dawn.
The mandarin ducks and tiles are cold, the frost is heavy, and the jade quilt is cold. After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep.
Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can reach the soul with their sincerity. In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently.
Empty and control the energy, it rushes like lightning, ascending to heaven and earth to seek for all. The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void. The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, and there are many fairies among them.
There is a character in the book who is too real and has a snow-skinned and colorful appearance. In the west chamber of the Golden Palace, knock on the jade stick and teach Xiaoyu to report a double success.
Smell the emperor's envoy of the Han family, the dream in Jiuhua tent is frightened. I pick up clothes and push pillows, and wander back and forth, and the silver screen of beads and foil spreads out.
The hair on the temples is half fresh from sleep, and the flower crown is not neat. Come down to the hall. The wind blows and the fairy's mantle is fluttering and lifted up, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers.
The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring. I look at the king with affection, and my voice and appearance are blurry when I say goodbye.
Love is endless in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon grow long in Penglai Palace. Looking back at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, but dust and mist.
Only the old things show my deep affection, and the rhinestone alloy hairpin will be sent to you. Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces.
But the heart of teaching is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth. I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other.
July 7th, Eternal Life Palace, in the middle of the night when no one is whispering. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.
As time goes by, this hatred will last forever. (Qing Dynasty) Zhao Yi Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of people, but they are no longer new.
Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years. The sun does not shine on my sincerity, and the country of Qi is free from worries. The Duke of Zhou is afraid of the day of rumors, and when Wang Mang pays homage to the virtuous corporal.
I originally set my heart towards the bright moon, but the bright moon hangs in the ditch. Talented people have appeared in the country, and each has led the way for four hundred years. Ode to Xi Shi by Wang Wei The world is full of beauty, but Xi Shi is peaceful for a long time. In the morning she was the daughter of Yuexi, and in the evening she was the concubine of Wu Palace.
How can a cheap day be different from others? Only when you come to a noble place can you realize the rareness. Invite people to be pretty, but don't wear robes.
Your pampering improves your coquettishness, and your pity has no right or wrong. At that time, Huansha was with me, so I had no choice but to return in the same car.
Du Fu, Prime Minister of Shu. Where can I find the ancestral hall of the Prime Minister? There are many cypresses outside Jinguan City. The green grass reflects the spring color on the steps, and the oriole sounds good in the sky through the leaves.
Three visits to trouble the world, two dynasties to open the hearts of old ministers. He died before leaving the army, which made the hero burst into tears.
4. How many poems are written about people?
Too many! There are too many to count!
For example: The spring tide brings rain in the evening and comes urgently. No one crosses the wild boat.
The bright moon of Qin Dynasty and the Pass of Han Dynasty. The people of the long march of thousands of miles have not returned
People have joys and sorrows. The moon waxes and wanes. It is impossible to complete this matter in ancient times.
The wild sky is low and the trees are low. The river is clear and the moon is close to the people.
I went to the east of the river to find all the romantic figures of the ages. To the west of the old fort
The way of humanity is like the Three Kingdoms Zhoulang Red Cliff
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows. Small bridges and flowing water, people's houses. The ancient road has a westerly wind and a thin horse. The sun sets in the west. Heartbroken people are at the end of the world
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1. There are many trees and luxuriant grasses.
2. Green trees surround the village. Qingshanguo slopes outside.
3. There are strange trees in the courtyard with green leaves. Hua Zi.
4. Birds stay in the trees by the pond. Monks knock on the door under the moon.
5. Jasper is made up into a tree as high as it is. Thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.
6. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight. Thousands of pear blossoms bloomed on the trees.
7. Qingchuan saw Hanyang trees. Fragrant grass and luxuriant Parrot Island.
8. Chen Shen Thousands of sails pass by the side of the boat. Thousands of spring trees grow in front of the diseased tree.
9. The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle. The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clearness and softness.
Wangxiang Terrace on September 9th. He gave a cup to see off guests in a foreign country.
I am a stranger in a foreign land. I miss my relatives even more during the festive season.
Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other. A heart of ice is in a jade pot.
The heartbroken man is at the end of the world
Looking up at the bright moon and looking down at his hometown
I urge you to drink another glass of wine. There is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west
1 . I mean to say goodbye to you. We are both eunuchs.
There are close friends in the sea, and we are neighbors as far apart as the world
2. I also send the king and grandson away. They are full of love
3. The spring grass will be green next year. Will the kings and grandsons return?
Send you off at the east gate of Luntai. Leave a place for horse riding in the sky above the snow
6. Don’t worry about the road ahead without friends. Who in the world is there? No one knows you. (Gao Shi: <Farewell to Dong Da>)
7. The three thousand feet of Peach Blossom Pond is not as good as Wang Lun’s gift to me. (Li Bai: <To Wang Lun>)
8. The shadow of the solitary sail is far away in the blue sky. Only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing across the sky.
The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep. It is not as deep as Wang Lun’s sending me love
I know the pines and cypresses in the cold of the year. I will see you in adversity. True love
You know the pines and cypresses when you are cold. A true friend is seen in need
Ten thousand taels of gold are easy to come by, but a true friend is hard to find. 5. Are there any shorter poems that describe people
< p> 1. New Rhythm Wuyi 1. Dongpo Yin proudly said that there is no natural danger in the world, and the great river eastward will never come back.Poetry spreads across the north of the Yangtze River, and painting spans the south of the Yangtze River. The atmosphere is grand, generous, benevolent and righteous.
The two often see each other in dreams, but only hundreds of years separate them when they wake up. 2. Spring Mountain Accompanying Road Map Where do you want to find elegant teachings? The towering Kunlun Mountains were all shocked and angry.
The Kunpeng bullies the big birds in the wind, and the young swallows compete with each other in the rain. Today I want to ride on the wind and show off my talents to the height of ten thousand people.
Sweeping evil and evil across the world, extinguishing the eternal hatred of gentlemen. 3. Seorak reading chart. With thousands of volumes of sacred books at my fingertips, I always feel that my heart is very spiritual.
The wild laughter scares away the guests from all directions, and the angry people head to Hushan. Not afraid of the bloody wind and rain, singing a heroic song and making everything clear, why are you traveling alone? It lifts up the sky and lifts up the earth to comfort one's life.
4. Picture of Fishing Alone on the Cold River Where can I find good news at the end of the world? The world is so vast that I have no intention of doing so. A ruthless person may not be a true hero. Why should close friends share the same root? Weeping is a thousand miles away from others, and we will cherish the cold and warmth in the future.
Generous and heroic since ancient times, willing to shed blood to write about youth. 5. Spring Mountain Travel Picture The bleak years are far away in my dreams, wandering around the world and chatting in sadness.
The wind is following Kunpeng, and I am screaming in the air. Thousands of miles away, mountains and rivers are full of wind and fire, and my chest is full of rage in ten years.
Fight with the blood of a righteous man, and go straight to the sky to be a hero. 6. Yaotai Song The green hills turn white before the old man, and the cold urges the wanderer to go to Yaotai.
The roads and ditches are filled with deep pines, and broken beads splash into the jade dream. A misty shadow flew in the sky, and all the eminent monks in the mountain temple were frightened. They hurriedly played the morning bell and chanted the Buddha's name to support the talents.
7. Su Wu’s Picture of Shepherding Sheep Looking beyond the Great Wall towards his hometown, he could not see the Great Wall, which was thousands of miles long. I hope that Feihong's message will arrive, and I cry to the sky sadly for the setting sun.
The guzheng mournfully plays the Qingqiu Festival, and the iron man is desolate without tears. But if I can serve my country with this body, where in the world is not Suzhou and Hangzhou? 8. Dark fragrance does not fall in love with the beautiful places in the world, but goes to the cold mountains alone to be called a proud son.
Racing through all the best places, the cold fragrance spreads for nine thousand miles. The rays of light shine through Wanren Mountain, and the festival is fierce and will last for thousands of years.
Born to fight against three winter snows, the announcement of spring brings joy to all people. 9. Sparse Shadow Where can you find weird things in the world? A cold plum blossom reaches the end of the world.
The fairy wants to return to the secular world, and the farmer sighs and forgets the mulberry and hemp. The fragrance will last for thousands of years despite the wind and snow, and a single heart of loyalty will be given to China.
Who knows that there is no spring scenery in three winters, but the clouds are thousands of miles high on the icebergs. 10. Li Di’s picture of peonies: After the flowers bloom, there is no speech and the grass is fertile. How do you know that there is no thunder in the sky? The demons and chaos in the area are all encompassing, and it is unbearable for the rats to be called strong thieves.
The angry cold stars soared into the sky, and hundreds of thousands of righteous men followed them from afar. He drove straight into the 90,000-mile distance, and won the gold medal in a hail of bullets.
11. Tai Gong's picture is about the mysterious movement of Xuanwu in heaven, and the ferocious gods and evil spirits stamp their feet in the air. The divine power has lasted for millions of years, and the sky and horses are free to control the clan.
His extraordinary talent astonished the Holy Emperor, and his righteousness greatly mourned the god Yu. What is the end of the boundless Wei Lie? The sun, moon and stars illuminate Tianshu.
12. Traveling to the Tianshan Mountains, one has a pure heart and loves the snow of the Tianshan Mountains. He is ashamed to discuss merits and demerits with a group of thieves. I only heard of heroes abandoning their official posts and running away, but I didn't see the ebb of the East China Sea.
You can't bear to see the strong man bear the hatred, don't ask about the sun and moon hanging in the blue sky. The world is small in the eyes of giants, but the world is vast in the hearts of heroes.
13. Wutai Poetry Case Even if the divine dragon rises across the sea, it is difficult to express the heroic sacrifice to Wutai. The evil slaves gathered together to bark at Yao and Shun, and all the people sighed in unison for the talented people.
I vow to turn the inch tube into a long sword and kill all the wolves and jackals in the world. If there is a day of triumph in his year, I will come back again.
14. Picture of the wind in a big tree. After ten years of depression, the pillars have collapsed, and an angry wave suddenly arises from the edge of the courage. A heroic spirit penetrates the sun and the moon, and it is suspected that the rainbow has transformed into an eagle.
Show off your skills to mend the sky, and use your divine whip to drive away thunder. Talking about the mighty power of hegemony, the sky is blowing the east wind for me.
15. Miluo River I forgot about the new work when I first heard it, and every word fell to the ground with brilliance. On the banks of the Miluo River, I chant the words of heaven, and my thoughts surge like flying pens.
A long sigh and a thunder, God is not angry but powerful. Suddenly I hear that a hero has been succumbed to a thief, and all the heroes in the world are extremely sad.
16. Lushan Gaotu Why is it too urgent for roommates to kill each other? Wild talk traps a lion. When the lion said goodbye to Lushan in tears, Lushan lowered his head sadly.
If you want to destroy the underworld without ministers, you will go up to the sky and grab the ladder to heaven. When you look back, don't ask about the wind and rain. The sun and moon will tell you your merits and demerits.
17. Li Bai’s Travel Map Singing loudly to the sky and the sky, calling out the spirits of the earth. Mountains of swords once drove away tigers, and seas of fire fought flying dragons several times.
Thousands of poems are written in great glory, and the iron-flowing pen is running wildly. Why should we return to Chang'an Road? Then eliminate the traitors for the prosperous age.
18. Tong Lin Pavilion Heaven asked me what I want? The river of stars is bleak and the river flows. I don’t ask for more rewards from the Jade Emperor, but I ask for the head of a powerful thief.
Half a lifetime of blood spilled on the battlefield, singing freedom all the way. How can the world be only ninety thousand miles away? The genius of heaven avenges his country.
19. Deer Hunting Picture Flying across the clouds for eight thousand miles, how many years has there been no strong rival? How many wars have turned into jade and silk? How much decay is magical? He talks about poetry and classics with high elegance and meaning, and explores the subtle details to solve the mystery. There are traces of the past at Jiayu Pass, and I still remember the time when I hunted deer.
20. Traveling up the road Last year I wrote a new poem with you, just when the wild geese from the north were flying south. The sky is full of victory reports and snow is flying, and the song of the three armies seizing the commander-in-chief's flag is being sung all over the sky.
Immediately the majestic wind shook the nine passes, and the stubborn enemies were defeated by chatting and laughing during the banquet. Today, the soul of the hero has gone to the sky. Who can help me to avenge my national humiliation? 21. Picture of Plum and Bamboo and Cold Birds. How can Plum and Bamboo be celebrated in the New Year? The body is suffering from thousands of sorrows.
I am looking forward to the arrival of the spiritual magpie in the new morning, but it is not for the sake of conveying the jade sound. The goshawk returns to the valley at dusk, and the turtle weeps on the seashore at midnight.
Isn’t the shedding of tears not the blood of one’s own flesh and blood, but the shedding of blood is not just a mother’s heart? 22. Picture of the cool night in Xuge. Where will the sad wind send you? Feihong frequently utters heartbreaking sentences. Why be so anxious when you are alone? There is no sign of God’s anger on the spiritual platform.
I have never sung a song for you, thousands of miles of frost condensed into cold jade. Go to Mount Zhu to look for hidden pearls again, and shed tears all over the road to the spiritual sea.
23. Picture of dead wood, bamboo and stone. The wind blows the fallen leaves and dances in the clear sky. I play a wild song to call for the heroes. After singing, I raised my glass and asked the sky. The sky also laughed at my sincerity.
There is the moon in the sky in the cup, and there are thousands of emotions in the belly. You can get drunk a few times in your life, so why not drink until dawn? 24. Transcendence Terrace Tens of thousands of bottles of fine wine soak your heart, and you can chat drunkenly until you become crazy.
Most of the romance is blown away by the wind, I am the only one who can bully the king. Trampling the Jiuxiao Lingluo Palace to pieces, why bend your bow to shoot at the Heavenly Wolf? Today, I invite you to drink with the bright moon, and a poetic feeling spreads across the ocean.
25. Picture of traveling by car. The flying dragon flies into the world of mortals, and the floating clouds accompany me all the way. There is no merit in the field of fame and fortune, but there are only treacherous people on the rough road.
Start fighting for the benefit of all people, and do not judge heroes based on success or failure. When the divine soldiers descended from the sky, the wind swept through the remaining clouds and destroyed the enemy camp.
26. View from the Jiang Pavilion *Gifted by Shi Zhong. For ten years, I have always cherished the worries of a hundred years, and walked alone singing songs to the horizon. God is as worried as me in the sky today, and the cold stars are all over the Beidou.
The years flow like water with charm, and the time passes like a song, recalling old friends. How much love and hate is in your heart? It's rare to look back in this life.
27. Travel Picture: Suave and chic, living up to your youthful years. Three years of time are like running water, and one day of sadness is like a mess.
I am going to the east with the army, who will accompany you to the west? Looking thousands of miles ahead, the lucky stars will shine to the end of the world. 28. Picture of the Thatched Cottage in Qiu Mountain. I remember meeting you in the wind and rain, when the flowers were falling.
A glass of wine tells the story of the present and the past, and a magic pen expresses heroic sentiments all over the world. It's a shame that even if I don't belittle myself, I haven't written a life story for you. 6. What are the poems that describe the characters' personalities?
1. There is no natural danger in the world, and the great river eastward will never be returned. ——"Yin of Dongpo"
Translation: Su Dongpo faced the world with pride. There was no danger in the world that he took seriously. The water of the big river (should refer to the Yangtze River) will never go away if it flows eastward. Back.
2. Don’t be afraid of your bones and body being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world. ——Yu Qian's "Song of Lime"
Translation: Even if your body is broken into pieces, you are not afraid, and you are willing to leave your innocence in the world.
3. Stay firm on the green hills and keep your roots in the broken rocks.
Even though you have endured countless blows, you are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south. ——Zheng Xie's "Bamboo and Stone"
Translation: Bamboo does not relax its grip on the green mountains at all, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks of the rocks. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still so strong. Whether it is the southeast wind in the scorching summer or the northwest wind in the harsh winter, it can withstand it and remains strong and strong.
4. The flowers are not in full bloom, but the fun of being independent and sparse is not endless.
I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches than blow it down in the north wind. ——Zheng Sixiao's "Cold Chrysanthemum"
Translation: You bloom in autumn and are never among the flowers. Standing alone beside a sparse fence, your sentimental interest has not faded. I would rather die holding the fragrance on a branch than be blown away by the harsh north wind!
5. There is no need to fight for spring, but for a while, everyone will be jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same. ——Lu You's "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei"
Translation: Plum blossoms don't want to spend all their efforts to compete for beauty and favor, and they don't care about Baihua's jealousy and rejection. Even though they have withered, been crushed into soil, and turned into dust, the plum blossoms still emit wisps of fragrance as usual.
6. Qiao doesn’t fight for spring, she only repays it. When the mountain flowers were in full bloom, she smiled among the bushes. ——Mao Zedong's "Bu Suanzi·Yong Mei"
Translation: Although the plum blossoms are beautiful, they do not show off themselves, they are just to report the arrival of spring to people. She will feel extremely happy when the flowers bloom.
7. Don’t let others praise you for your good color, just flow pure energy to fill the universe. ——Wang Mian's "Mei Mei"
Translation: There is no need for others to praise its beautiful color, as long as the fragrance of plum blossoms permeates the world.
8. Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest is not like peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust. ——Wang Mian's "White Plum"
Translation: White plum grows in the woods with ice and snow. It is not mixed with peach and plum blossoms and falls into the dust of the world.
9. Coming out of the mud but not stained, washing the clear ripples without being evil. ——Zhou Dunyi's "Love of the Lotus"
Translation: The lotus grows from the accumulated mud but is not polluted, and does not look coquettish after being washed by clean water.
10. An Neng flatters the powerful and makes me unhappy. ——Li Bai's "Sleepwalking Tianmu's Song of Farewell"
Translation: How can I serve those powerful people in a humble manner, which makes me not happy at all. 7. Descriptive verses
Poems about describing the Yangtze River As the river goes eastward, its waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.
See the Yangtze River flowing across the sky. Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran to Guangling" The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here. Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain" The mountains follow the plains, and the river flows into the great river (Li Bai's "Farewell at the Jingmen" is a poem describing the beautiful scenery of the West Lake. Water The clear sky is beautiful, and the mountain scenery is also strange when it is empty and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always suitable to wear light makeup and heavy makeup.
(Su Shi) The solitary cattails are boundless and the water is vast, and the lotus blossoms at night are fragrant with wind and dew. "Five Wonders of the West Lake at Night" North of Gushan Temple and west of Jiating, the water surface is just above the clouds. Several early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud. The wild flowers are gradually attracting the eyes, and the grass is free of horse hooves.
My favorite lake is the east side of the lake, with its white sand bank in the shade of green poplars. Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" After all, the scenery of West Lake is different from that of the four seasons.
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green. The lotus flowers in the sun are different. Yang Wanli's "Walking off from Jingci Temple to Lin Zifang" Spring Title on the Lake (Tang Dynasty) The spring on Bai Juyi Lake is like a painting, with chaotic peaks surrounding the mountains. There is a pearl in the heart of the wave. The threads of the green carpet are picking up early rice, and the green silk ribbon is showing new cattails.
I couldn’t throw it away to Hangzhou, and half of it was left in this lake. The poem "The thick smoke hides the orioles in the willows, and the fragrance disperses in the wind and the flowers chase the horse's hooves".
The poem focuses on describing the intoxicating scenery of Sudi. "The scenery of the West Lake has six bridges, one willow and one peach."
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Every March in Yangchun, the willow silk is fluttering, the green waves are in the sky, the green peach blossoms are blooming, the ground is covered with red clouds, and the ten-mile long embankment is filled with green smoke and colorful mist. The fragrance is fragrant and intoxicating. Zhang Ning of the Ming Dynasty. The poem "Spring Dawn on Su Causeway" says: "Willows are all over the long embankment, and the road is not lost in the bright flowers."
Before the boatman got up, he lay on his side and listened to the song of orioles. "Wu Weixin of the Southern Song Dynasty wrote a poem in his poem "Qingming Festival at Su Di": "When the evening music is gone, thousands of willow trees belong to the wandering orioles. "
Lu You also has a poem that says "The Su Di is full of flowers and willows are full of smoke." It can be seen that writing about Su Di is inseparable from the smoke of willows, red peaches, and singing orioles.
About Mount Tai Poetry: Mount Tai - Zhang Dai is full of energy, dare to look at the mountains and rivers? There are no caves in the sun, and the mountains are deep. The cows are panting for forty miles, and the crabs are sitting on the bamboo shoots.
Knowing the horror, I don’t know the joy. I hope Du Fu will be in his prime. > When you reach the top of the mountain, you can see all the small mountains at a glance. Li Bai went to Mount Tai's Shiping Royal Road in April and drove six dragons across the valley. Then he wandered back and walked around the green peaks, which are now covered with moss and flowing water. The mournful sound of the pines looks to the north, overlooks the strange sloping cliffs of Guangzhang, and destroys the cave doors to the east. The stone fans are closed, the clouds are rising in the ground, the thunder climbs high, and I look up at Pengying. I imagine the gold and silver platform, the heavenly gate, a long roar thousands of miles away, and the breeze is coming. Four or five beautiful girls are floating down the nine walls, smiling and inviting me with their bare hands. Liuxia Cup bows to the head again and feels ashamed that I am not an immortal. It is so leisurely to abandon the world in the small universe. Secondly, at dawn, I ride a white deer straight up to Tianmen Mountain. On the mountainside, I meet a feathered man with square pupils and a beautiful face. He is about to say something, but he hides the traces of my bird in Qingyun Pass. The book is floating among the rocks. Its characters are from ancient times. I have been reading them for a long time. I feel these three sighs. I have not returned from my studies. I have not returned my three levels to the sun. I raise my hand to open Yunguan. The spirit is flying in all directions. The Yellow River comes from the west and flows into the distant mountains. The eight-pole view of the cliff is as long as the idle time. Occasionally, I am a young boy with green hair. Two clouds and a servant girl laugh at me. I learn late, and the fairy is wasted. The beauty is hesitant and suddenly disappears. It is so majestic that it is difficult to catch up. It is a four-purity fast for three thousand days. I have written sutras and recited it, and I have gained something from the gods. I'm in the shape of the clouds. The letter is long. The wind is rustling like feathers. Climbing up the cliff and looking at the sun. Looking down at the threshold. Peering into the east sea. The color of the sea is moving. The rooster in the distant mountains has already begun to sing. The silver platform has come out. The reverse scene is white waves. The long whale is getting the elixir and flying high to Peng Ying. For five days, I watched two cliffs leaning northeast, two rocks and a sea of ??water. The sky was bright in the distance, and thousands of green peaks competed with each other. Tens of thousands of valleys were gathered together. The cranes ascended to the immortals. There were no clouds, and traces of long pines entered the clouds. In the distance, I could see endless mountains and flowers. The flowers were different from the human world. Five The white in the moon and snow will finally find peace here in refining the jade liquid. During the six dynasties, I drank from the Queen Mother Pond and threw myself into the Tianmen Pass. I held the green qin alone and walked at night among the green mountains. The moon was bright and the dew was white. The wind was still and the pines rested. The immortals traveled to the green peaks and sang and sang everywhere to entertain the clear jade. Zhenlian Cuiwei imagines that the phoenix is ??dancing, the dragon and the tiger are wearing clothes, picking melons in the sky, and I am in a trance, I can't remember the return, I raise my hand to understand the shallow mistake of climbing on the loom. Tomorrow, we will miss each other, but we will see the five clouds flying. The ballad of Lushan is sent to Lu Shiyu, the empty boat, Li Bai, I am Chu. A madman sings and laughs at Confucius.
Holding a green jade staff, he bids farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower. There are nine folds of clouds on the screen, and the shadows fall on the clear lake. There are two long peaks in front of the golden tower, and three stone beams hang upside down. In the rising sun, birds can't fly to Wu Tianchang.
Climbing up to the magnificent sky and earth, the vast river is gone and never returns.
It is good for Lushan ballads, and it is popular because of Lushan. Peering into the stone mirror clears my heart, and the moss is gone where I thank you.
If you take Huandan early, you will have no worldly feelings, and the threefold path of Qinxin will be completed. I saw an immortal in the colorful clouds in the distance, holding a hibiscus towards Yujing.
I am sweating all over Jiugai in advance, and I am willing to take Lu Ao on a tour to Taiqing. Looking at the Wulaofeng in Lushan Mountain by Li Bai The Wulaofeng in the southeast of Mount Lushan is like a golden hibiscus cut out of the blue sky.
The beautiful scenery of Jiujiang can be embraced, and I will nest the cloud pines here. Wang Lushan Waterfall (Part 1) Li Bai Purple smoke rises from the incense burner in the sunshine, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky. Lushan Waterfall Xu Ning The waterfall falls thousands of feet straight, and the thunder rushes into the sea without stopping.
Now and in the past it is as long as a white fly, a boundary breaks through the color of the green mountains. Seeing off guests on the river to visit Mount Lu by Zhang Ji Chu guests see each other off and bathe in their clothes by the spring water.
The weather is good in the evening, and we are sailing on the river. Flowers reflect the new forest bank, clouds bloom and waterfalls spring.
My comfort should be here, to whom can I convey my good words. Late in the evening, I stayed in Xunyang and looked at Xianglu Peak. Meng Haoran has traveled thousands of miles without encountering famous mountains.
When I parked my boat in Xunyangguo, I first saw Xianglu Peak. After reading the biography of Yuan Gong, I will always cherish my traces.
Donglin Jingshe is nearby, and you can hear the bell in the sky at dusk. Alone Night in Lushan Mountain Yuan Zhen The cold sky has five old snows, and the moon is slanting over Jiujiang River.
Where do you know the sound of the bell? Smell in the green trees. Looking at the Wulaofeng in Lushan Mountain by Li Bai The Wulaofeng in the southeast of Mount Lushan is like a golden hibiscus cut out of the blue sky.
The beautiful scenery of Jiujiang can be embraced, and I will nest the cloud pines here. Wang Lushan Waterfall Li Bai The sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke. Looking at the waterfall hanging in front of the river in the distance.
The flying stream falls three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky. Seeing off guests on the river to visit Mount Lu, Zhang Ji Chu guests see each other off, bathing in their clothes by the spring water.
The weather is good in the evening, and we are sailing on the river. Flowers reflect the new forest bank, clouds bloom and waterfalls spring.
My comfort should be here, to whom can I convey my good words. Late in the evening, I stayed in Xunyang and looked at Xianglu Peak. Meng Haoran has traveled thousands of miles without encountering famous mountains.
When I parked my boat in Xunyangguo, I first saw Xianglu Peak.
After reading the biography of Yuan Gong, I will always cherish my traces.
Donglin Jingshe is near, and you can hear the bell in the sky at dusk. A lonely night in Lushan Mountain. Yuan Zhen is cold.