Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
Apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
2. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
3. Zheng at night
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the bright moon with purple sleeves and red strings, I feel dark and low when I play the piano.
String coagulation refers to the throat stop, affectionate 10 thousand.
4. Autumn night
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
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.
Before going to Wuxing, I climbed the Leyou tomb.
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
In the Qing dynasty, the taste was incompetent, and he loved lonely clouds in leisure and monks in peace.
I want to send the crowd to the rivers and seas, and I want to look up at Zhaoling in Leyuan Scenic Area.
6. Two Farewells (Part I)
Poet: Du Mu Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
In Yangzhou, the spring breeze blows all over Sanli Long Street. With beaded curtains, no one can match her beauty.
7. Spread into a song
Poet: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Jiang Yue walked only a few feet away, and the wind lantern was on at night.
The heron in the sand head is silent, and the fish in the stern are screaming.
8. Reward Zheng Lian's quatrains
Poet: Du Fu era: Tang Dynasty
Zheng Zi will make an envoy, with nothing in his pocket, to pay homage to his relatives.
It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and Qiu Ma is a grateful person.
9. Don't be big (one of the two songs)
Poet: Gao Shi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.
A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
10. It's very cold.
Poet: Hanwo Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Blue and dry embroidered curtains hang down, and scarlet screens are painted with broken branches.
Eight-foot dragon must have square brocade mattress, when it is cold and not cold.
1 1. Laibin Bank
Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls filled with amber light.
But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
12. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night
Poet: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night?
13. Letter to Secretary Ling Huchong
Poet: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
You are the cloud of Songshan, and I am Qin Chuanshu, who has been away from home for a long time; Thousands of miles away, you sent a letter of sympathy.
Please don't ask me about the joys and sorrows of Lao Liangyuan; I am like a disease in the autumn rain, Sima Xiangru.
14. Yi Kuang Yi Shi
Poet: Li Shangyin Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Don't leave the public for nothing, the imperial city Zhong Xiaoyi Xifeng.
The furnace vanished, the light was dim, and the teenager opened the door with scattered snow.
15. A gift for Wang Lun
Poet: Li Bai Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. 16. Memories of being drunk for eleven times and nine times.
Poet: Bai Juyi Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
2. Bring your seven-character quatrains. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
On a rainy morning in Weicheng, the guest house was green and willow-colored.
Spring breeze knows not to be bitter, but not to send willow green.
Willow in Xicheng makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch.
Staring at the railing, dark and melancholy, Liu Hua flies with the east wind.
The most important benefit is that in the spring of the year, the smoke and willows in the imperial city are fragrant.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?
For the time being, drown your sorrows in wine, don't frown and narrow your waist, there is only parting before you die.
Spring breeze strives to cherish the long street.
Outside the city, the wind is full of wine flags, pedestrians are waving west, Chang 'an is on an infinite tree, and only weeping willows are leaving.
Forty years after the dream of breaking incense, Mr. Liu in Shenyuan stopped blowing cotton and walked like a mountain, but he still died. (Lu you. Shen Yuan)
Liu Yong (He)
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.
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. -Qin Guan
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. -Wei Zhuang
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -The Book of Songs
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch. -Li Bai
Staring at the railing, I am gloomy, and Liu Hua is flying in the east wind. —— Ouyang Jiong
3. A poem about the dream of youth (seven-word quatrain) Youth is blue, like an endless clear sky, like a charming ocean.
Far-reaching and broad, full of fantasy.
Youth is green, like a green bamboo, like an open grassland.
Full of infinite vitality and vigor.
Youth is red, like a burning flame, like the rising sun.
Full of energy and hope, willing to selflessly contribute light and warmth.
Youth is white, like snow and waves, like clouds and the moon, and Bai Jie is flawless.
I like a blank sheet of paper, I like writing words, and I like drawing the latest and most beautiful pictures.
Youth is colorless. As the wind changes endlessly, as the fog is gorgeous and charming.
Indulge it and regret it for life; Ride it and ride the wind and waves.
Youth is colorful. With it, your life will be colorful.
Youth is a beautiful poem and a touching song.
Let's grasp it sincerely and let the flowers of youth bloom in four seasons.
youth
Is the cloud still hovering in the sky?
The flower of youth bloomed without hesitation.
Someone said?
Youth petals treasured in life photo album
Maybe just?
A pair of eyes that can never be forgotten?
An exciting smile.
What am I trying to say?
Light of youth?
When Ran Ran rises, will it be bright?
The flower of youth?
Will it shine after wind, frost, rain and snow?
The process of youth?
Writing a magnificent chapter requires constant fighting.
Youth is a song.
A song that never gives up.
Youth is a kind of
A never-ending river
Youth is a book.
Never get tired of reading.
Youth is a cup.
Endless tea
Youth is a building.
Standing on the top of the national forest
Carve the footprints of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.
Youth is a building.
Knowledge pagoda
Sprinkle the sweat of thousands of young people in Qian Qian.
Youth is a thriving tree.
Stand the test of wind and rain
Youth is a flower.
A budding bud
Want to show the world your unique demeanor.
I use passionate
Heart of youth
Give yourself a gift of youth
That is a poem of youth.
There are still a few kind flowers left on the lawn.
The sun is still burning warmly.
Infatuated sparrows confide their autumn worries by the dormitory.
Without you
Sitting next to the familiar teaching building
With the still sunset
see
Hand of the years
An earth wall that erodes youth
No youthful laughter.
How lonely the sky should be.
Seeing the scenery of life from a distance
Sweet and sour feeling
Quanjunlin
The brother who sleeps in the upper bunk
My old classmate.
Are you still whispering those old whispers?
The leaves of acacia trees have fallen.
My heart has been intoxicated for a long time.
On the school road shaded by Mulan
The bell rang like a flood.
Countless young students passed by.
ceaselessly
Sunshine is like language.
Moisten my affectionate eyes
Wave a hand
Farewell to Jingjing Campus
In a bitter cup full of coffee
I started looking.
The smell of sugar cubes
4. Ancient poems express feelings, seven-character quatrains are untitled. Li Shangyin's star last night, the wind last night, the west of the studio, and the east of the cinnamon room.
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.
Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind. Untitled Li Shangyin's time was far before I met her, but even longer after we parted, the east wind rose and a hundred flowers blossomed.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . Untitled Li Shangyin was ecstatic when he remembered whether osmanthus flowers were fragrant or not and laughed at me.
Poems are like acacia tears at the bottom of a pen, and tears are like poems in the heart. I mistake rude feelings for mistakes, and when I am frustrated, I have a new understanding.
Chang 'e may not be autumn water, but Liu Yue is like a thrush. Untitled Li Shangyin still has to cherish his hands, and this feeling is gentle everywhere.
Your heart, your feelings, are changeable, it is difficult to find a way to love and hate me. I didn't guess yesterday, but now I have become a stranger.
Dreams and souls are like a pair of love birds, crying day and night.
5. Seven-word quatrains farewell poems, such as: Lotus Inn, don't be Xin Jian, enter Wu on a cold rainy night, and Chushan will see guests off.
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith! Yulinling-Liu Yong was heartbroken, Changting was late, and the shower began to rest.
Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? All good things must come to an end, and life is always doomed to be separated. When the ancients parted, they used poems to express their farewell. But some poems are expressed by sadness; Some of them are expressed by encouraging friends to strive for self-improvement. Let's enjoy a few poems that leave friends with different feelings.
Li Bai bid farewell to his friends, with blue mountains in the north and white water in the east. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
This farewell poem blends scenes and sounds. Express the deep feelings of parting, especially the taste in people's mouths.
This is of great significance to the scenery. And Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian in Furong Inn" also wrote the feelings of parting with the help of scenery.
In Wang Changling, I left Xin Jian at Furong Inn, where it was freezing and rainy, and I entered Wu at night. In Pingming, Fujian and Chushan are lonely. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The first two songs express their sadness by saying goodbye to their friends through scenery, while the highly anticipated Don't Move Big sends farewell to friends with encouraging words. Don't go to Datang Gaolishi Huang Yun in the daytime, and the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you. These three poems all express the feeling of parting from friends. The difference is that although the first poem is a common farewell poem, it means lingering, the language is close to emotion, and there are overtones that make people fascinated.
The language of the whole poem is naturally simple, not exaggerated and unique. The second poem harmoniously blends the cool color of the picture with the lonely artistic conception, forming a clear and ethereal artistic conception.
The third poem uses line drawing technique to express feelings with scenes. The language is simple, the feelings are true, the style is strong and the meaning is endless. Li Bai's "seeing friends off" is fluent and vivid in language and sincere in feelings.
Farewell is actually a rather sad scene, but Li Bai writes affectionately but openly and clearly. His worries and blessings for his friends' future and destiny are much more real than tears and willows. Wang Changling's "Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn" shows from a distance that Chushan is lonely and adds more melancholy. There is no positive description of parting here, but through Loneliness in Chushan, the loneliness of friends' journey and their own loneliness are expressed.
I haven't finished writing three sentences and left love, but I suddenly mentioned my relatives and friends in Luoyang, which not only pointed out the whereabouts of Xin gradually, but also took this opportunity to ask questions. The conclusion sentence is the eye of the poem, "Bing Xin"; "Jade pots" are cool, which means cooler than fame and fortune, but they live a clean life. They reveal arrogance in their loneliness.
This farewell poem by Gao Shi. The first two sentences are about the winter scenery.
Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, heavy snow, the sound of geese and the whistling of the north wind set off the harsh environment of life in Dongda University, and also wrote the melancholy of wanderers at dusk. The last two sentences encouraged him not to be sad because of the hardship of the environment and the loneliness of the journey, but to see that there are bosom friends in the world.
It not only shows the sincerity of the friendship between the author and Dong Da, but also reflects the poet's simple, generous, cheerful and philosophical feelings. On the long road of life, we have a lot of joys and sorrows. Whether it is the sadness of parting or homesickness, we all have the friendship of saying goodbye one by one, as if there is no such tacit understanding as "high mountains and flowing water" anymore.
But "Mochow doesn't know the way forward, and no one in the world knows a gentleman", so he doesn't worry about not meeting a confidant. Nature is full of self-confidence and strength in comfort, inspiring us to struggle and struggle with all our strength. Don't be tall and comfortable in Wan Li. In Huang Yun, the sun is shining, and the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another.
Mochow has a vast road ahead, and everyone knows you. A gift for Wang Bai was about to take a boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun! Li Bai bid farewell to his friends, with blue mountains in the north and white water in the east. Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away.
Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic. With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave.
Breaking up in a hotel in Nanjing, Li Bai and Feng brought catkins, which made the store sweeter. Wu Ji pressed the wine to persuade the guests to taste it. Comrades in my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him when leaving.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! ? On the way to bid Meng Haoran farewell to Yangzhou, Li Bai's old friend went out of the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green, the evening wind blows the flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. The world is short, the ends of the earth are friends, and a pot of muddy wine is full of joy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.
When will you come here? Don't hesitate to come. Life is once in a blue moon, only parting.
At Huaishang, I bid farewell to my friend: Yang, the head of the Yangtze River Zheng Gu, worried about killing the people crossing the river. The breeze blows gently, the flute whimpers and dyes the pavilion at dusk. You are going to Xiaoxiang, and I am going to the west Qinling.
Since Du Mu and Li Shangyin's quatrains in the late Tang Dynasty, the wind of simple discussion has become increasingly hot, and lyricism, imagery and musicality have been greatly weakened. However, Zheng Gu's Seven Wonders remain lyrical and full of charm.
This poem was written by the poet when he broke up with his friend (Huai Shang in the title) in Yangzhou. Different from the usual farewell, this is a farewell: friends crossed the Yangtze River and Xiaxiaoxiang (now Hunan), and they went north to Chang 'an.
One or two words are lyrical on the spot, reminding you to leave, writing in a chic way, and reading has a natural charm. The picture is very sparse: at the ferry at the head of the Yangtze River, the willows are green, in the evening breeze, the willows are lightly brushed, and Yang Shuhua is floating.
The boat is moored on the shore and my friend is about to cross the south of the Yangtze River. A few faint strokes, like a fresh and beautiful elegant ink painting.
The scenery is full of emotion and meaning. The lingering willows, dragging their deep feelings of farewell, arouse a kind of sadness of "a dark willow blooms in another village, but jade is hard to tie"; The ethereal Huayang aroused the confused separation between the two sides of the strait and aroused the sense of wandering at the end of the world.
The beautiful willow color and pleasant spring scenery have just become the catalyst for parting here, so there is a saying that "crossing the river and worrying about killing people". At first glance, the poet touched the scenery with light ink and expressed his sorrow with heavy pen. At first glance, it doesn't seem harmonious, but after careful tasting, I feel the harmony and unity of the two.
The intentional repetition of homonyms such as "Yangzijiangtou", "Yangliuchun" and "Huayang" in two sentences constitutes a lightness, fluency, repetition and richness.
6. Du Fu's seven-character quatrains-"Four quatrains"
Author Du Fu
There are long bamboo shoots in the west of the hall that don't open the door, and peppers in the north return to the village.
Shu Mei promised to have dinner with Zhu, and Kao Sung planned to talk about Ruan Sheng.
I want to be a floating cloud, and the cold rain in April is shocking.
There is a dragon cave in Qingxi first, and Zhushishan is afraid to be safe.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
The medicine strips are moist green and too brown to enter the grass pavilion.
The seedlings are full of shame, and the roots dare not form.
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Solution: In the second year of Dai Zongbao (736), the Anshi Rebellion was settled and Du Fu returned to Chengdu Caotang. At this time, his mood is particularly comfortable. Faced with a vibrant spring scene, he couldn't help but write four quatrains happily.
Appreciate:
This "Spring Scene Map" is near and far, colorful; Set off the fun, tile Ming is open, the characters are suitable, and the movement is combined; A school of vitality, a thousand miles of spring scenery, not only depicts the beauty of the motherland's mountains and rivers, but also shows the poet's state of mind.