Feng Yansi's poem about plum willow is 1. The following is a poem written by Feng Yansi by Jiang Xian about how to express lovesickness and sadness.
After the friends in "Many Farewells on the Moling River in Linjiang County" left, the poet was full of thoughts, heavy-hearted, painful but helpless, and a thousand words of encouragement turned into a little bit of lovesickness and tears.
Writing about the scenery in the upper city depicts the poet's melancholy mood through picturesque poetry. This farewell poem uses the image of a horse and truly depicts the feelings of parting of people who are about to travel far away.
Horse is a major means of transportation, and sometimes it is even associated with people. The departure of a horse represents the departure of a person, and the departure of a person is also the departure of a horse.
When the poet writes about love, his expression of loss reflects his true feelings, from "wandering a few times" to "holding his heart with hate" The whole poem, full of meaning and scenes, shows the sad separation between the poet and his friends.
2. Ancient poems about Matsuzaka and Meiliu
Pine tree Tang Bai Juyi platinum for pine tree, you plant it first and I won't plant it.
Fortunately, the west wind is easy to rely on, and the night thief sounds. Planting two poems of Tang Bai Juyi Komatsu is not enough, and the beloved hand is automatic.
The background color is pale, and the clouds are wet and the smoke falls. It's too late to grow into an emperor after planting me.
How to plant these 40-inch branches? You have to see if it's cloudy. Life is 70 thin. I love you for hosting a party, but I pity you for being honest.
If you want to appear in court, you will grow up to be a gentleman before the court. If you know you are dead, you are Lingyun.
Bai Juyi, born in Songtang at the bottom of the ravine, 100 feet big 10 yards, is cold and humble at the bottom of the ravine. The mountains and rivers are sinister, and the dangers are endless.
Tian Zi Tang Ming owes Liang Mu, and there are two things I don't know. Who is the metaphor of the creation of the sky, but it is not the same as the ground.
Zhang Jinxian is poor, but cold and cheap, while the story of Dexin is expensive. Although there are differences between the stories of Di Xin and Niu Yi.
The highest is not necessarily wise, and the lower is not necessarily stupid. Don't you see the coral under the sea?
Plant elms in the sky. Komatsu Tang Du Xunhe grew up in the grass, but now he is gradually aware of Artemisia.
Those trees that don't recognize that they can soar into the sky, until it enters the sky, people say it is tall. The ancient poem about bamboo 1, "Hsinchu" Song Yang Wanli's Dongfeng skillfully supplemented the residual mountain and added jade poles overnight.
Half mask, half mask, dragon fears spring. 2, "Bamboo" Bamboo in Xiaoxian County, Liu Liang is born in the wild, and the clouds are crumbling.
No one appreciates noble morality, but he is self-loyal. ChristianRandPhillips's tears are shameful, and Qin Gong is shameful.
Everyone who makes flutes should spit dragons. 3, "Tender Bamboo in Front of the Gift Desk" Zheng Jiancui Yunding clouds are self-contained, and light flowers and tender bamboo shoots want to volley.
Build by laying bricks or stones bent branches repeatedly solve, steps to disperse the wind in Ye Qiang. Want to know where to hold the dragon, it should be in the middle of the mountain road.
4, "Zhu Yong" Tang Liqiao is high in the Chu River, and Chan Juan is affectionate. White flowers shake the wind shadow, and green knots move the dragon text.
Leaves sweep the southeast sky, branches carry the northwest clouds. Who knows Xiang Shui, crying alone and thinking of you.
5. "One Hundred Poems of Bamboo Planting in Zuojun Zhai" Tang Linghu first lived in the north window to plant bamboo, and the Su wall was newly opened. The green one is close to the drug delivery place, and the shade is deep in front of the sleeping curtain.
The wind startled the leaves like rain, and the moon passed the branches like smoke. Lao Tzu recalled that his heart was hanging, and he retired from public office to meditate.
On the ancient poem of Mei 1, "Early Plum" The early plum tree in Zongyuan, Liu Tang is tall and reflects Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
2. "Looking at Plum Blossoms in the Mid-November" Tang Li Shangyin's winding path is secluded and fragrant. Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost.
Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken. Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days.
3, "Cold Night" Thunder cold night guests come to tea as wine, bamboo stove soup boiling fire at the beginning of red. As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month.
4, "Plum Blossom quatrains" Song Luyou smells plum blossoms and snowdrifts all over the four mountains. How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
One of the miscellaneous poems, Tang Wangwei, you come from my old country and tell me what happened there! . Before the eve of tomorrow, the cold plum blossoms.
6, "Yang Liuzhi Ci" Liu Tang Yuxi Saibei plum blossom Qiang flute blowing, Huainan Guishushan Ci. Please don't put the old songs together to listen to the new Yang Liuzhi.
Poetry 1 Description of Chrysanthemum "A Luan Tang Early Autumn" Li Shimin rustling thistle leaves, hills sprouting in autumn. Loose yin and back yang, bamboo shadows move the wind.
Carrying a pot of chrysanthemums on the shore, a happy lotus pond. If you want to know the chill early, you can't peek at the empty nest.
2, "Four Feelings II" Tang Libai can sigh the east hedge chrysanthemum, the stem is sparse and tiny. Although the words are different from Whelan's, they also have their own wheatgrass.
There is no overflow of wine, but clear dew. What should I do if Rongjun falls when he doesn't pick it?
3, "Passing through the Old Village" Tang Menghao prepared chicken and rice for me, old friend, you hosted me on your farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
4, "Chrysanthemum" Tang Yuan Zhenqiu is like a Potter who came out of the house and became more and more inclined around the fence. It is not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, and this kind of bloom is not without flowers.
5, "Sauvignon Blanc" Li Yu (a topic of Deng Su) has two mountains, the mountains are far away, the sky is high and the smoke is cold, and the acacia maple leaves are Dan. Chrysanthemums bloom, chrysanthemums stay, geese fly high, people don't return, and a curtain is idle.
6, "Xixiangxuan" Gao Mingqi is not afraid of the wind and frost, and the single flower has withered. There are three paths of old moss in the wasteland, and the solar terms are over the Double Ninth Festival.
Autumn is boundless, people are drunk, and Leng Xiang is lonely. Shan Weng read the arrival of night alone, sitting on the You Xuan and reading every poem.
7, "Chrysanthemum Green" Qiu Jin's arrogant attitude does not meet Penzer's ambition. Peach blossoms are vain and jealous, and yellow flowers resist the evening breeze.
The ancient poems describe Liu 1, and the jasper of Tang He Zhangzhi in "Chanting Liu" is dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of moss are tapestried. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
2, "Qingmenliu" Tang Baijuyi Qingqing is a sad tree, and several people have hated it. Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
3, "Chang 'an Liu Xin" Tang Chenguang nine devoted to Chu Yun Ji, Huang Quliu has been new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.
4, "Linchuan Watch" Tang did not see Jiangtou for three or four days, and the willow tree on the bridge was old. The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.
The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries. The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.
5, "Liu" Wei's wind is slow, when it drags smoke and water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
6. "Title Willow" Tang Dihuan Tiannan and Tianbei, where the trees are swaying. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
7, "New Willow" Tang Dumu is unable to shake the wind to see new colors, and his waist is like frequency. The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust. More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
8. "Liu Jue's sentence" Several trees in Tumu, Tang Dynasty are in full bloom, and the customs are fascinating. Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
9, "Liu" Tang Fanggan swayed and provoked the wind, and the embankment was as soft as silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
3. What are Feng Yansi's classic poems?
1, The Long-Abandoned Hualian Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi.
Every spring comes, melancholy remains. I often get sick before the end of the day, but I dare say my face in the mirror is very thin.
Willow trees on the riverbank of Kate. Ask new worries, what's the matter every year.
The independent bridge is full of sleeves, and Lin Ping returns to the new moon. Who says leisure has been forgotten for too long? Every new year, my melancholy mood is the same as before.
In order to get rid of this kind of leisure trouble, I spend every day, let myself get drunk, I will lose weight and look different in front of the mirror. Grass grows on the river bank, and willow trees shade it.
Seeing such a beautiful scenery, I think sadly, why do I add new sadness every year? I am alone at the bridge, and the breeze blows my sleeve. Only the distant rows of trees are shadowy in the dim moonlight, accompanying me.
2. The five generations of cold chickens outside the window of Butterfly Lovers: the cold chickens outside the window of Feng Yansi want to wake up, the incense is printed to ashes, and they sit up in a daze. The courtyard was foggy, and the double magpies in the shutters flew away in surprise.
Silk embroidered on the screen reminds me of Jiangnan Road. Every night, the soul of the dream is silent, knowing that the past is nowhere to be found.
Outside the window, it is not bright yet, and the cock crows at midnight. The incense seal has been burned all night and has become ashes. I got up and sat up without any emotion. The buttonwood trees outside the courtyard condensed with fog all night, but when I rolled up the curtains, I was surprised to fly a pair of magpies. Luo Yi was too lazy to sew on the painting screen, but he was moved in a short time. He recalled the road to Jiangnan from the painting screen. Every night, if you dream and talk in your sleep, don't talk nonsense, because you already know that the past has passed.
3, drunken flower songs Qing Xue Xiao Yuan spring has not arrived in the Five Dynasties: Feng Yansi Qing Xue Xiao Yuan spring has not arrived, pool Bian Mei is early. The tall tree magpies have nests, and the moon is bright and cold.
Beautiful mountains and rivers, Jinling Road since ancient times. Teenagers look old, but as soon as they meet, they get drunk, walk more and play less.
It's sunny after the snow, and the footsteps of spring have not yet set foot in the small garden. The pool is clear, and the plum blossoms in Chi Pan feel the breath of spring and open ahead of time. High on the top of the tree, blackbirds came with branches and carefully built their nests. A crooked moon reflected the new buds in the garden.
Beautiful mountains and rivers have been located on the famous Jinling Road since ancient times. It seems that young people are no longer young.
When you meet, drink to your heart's content and don't get drunk. You know, life is alive, and if you leave, you will get together less. 4, Queta six songs dry against Bishu five generations: Feng Yansi six songs dry against Bishu, Yangliuqing was light, showing golden light.
Who moved the cymbals and Zheng to the jade column and flew over the curtain and Haiyan? The eyes are full of gossamer, and when the red apricots bloom, it will be sunny and rainy for a while.
When you sleep, you will talk nonsense, be in shock and have a good dream. In the shade, unique and quiet buildings stand quietly alone, and the winding railings are close to the green trees, which set each other off.
The spring breeze is warm and gentle, and the yellow-green willows are swaying in the wind. The spring is beautiful, the sky is clear in Wan Li, the hairspring is curling, and catkins are flying. This is already the scene of late spring. Just as the apricot blossoms were in full bloom and delicate and charming, it began to rain lightly.
In such a deep relationship, she couldn't help falling asleep. While sleeping soundly, she was awakened by the crisp sound of warblers outside the window, and her dream was nowhere to be found. 5. The Five Dynasties of Qingpingle, Rain, Sunny and Smoky Night: Rain, Sunny and Smoky Night in Feng Yansi.
The green water and the new pool are full. Shuang Yan went to the weeping willow courtyard, and the small pavilion painted curtains with high volumes.
Zhu Lan alone at dusk. The southwest crescent is arched.
Falling flowers blow with the wind, and Luo Yi is particularly cold in spring. After the rain in Chuqing, light smoke filled the dusk, and green spring water filled the new pool.
Shuangyanfei returned to the courtyard where the willows hung low, and the curtains in the attic were rolled up high. At dusk, leaning on bamboo pillars alone, there is a crescent moon in the southwest sky.
The fallen flowers on the steps danced with the wind, and Luo Yi was particularly cold.