Most of the people crying on the battlefield are the ghosts of the newly killed soldiers, only the old people who are sad to write poems.
At dusk, suddenly snowflakes are dancing in the wind.
The gourd is discarded, the wine vessel has no wine, and the stove is red.
The news of the front-line battle and the news of his wife and sisters are unknown. Sadness sits in the air with his hands in the air.
Wang Chun (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.
Book indignation (Lu you)
When I was a child, I knew that the world was unbearable and the Central Plains looked like a mountain.
It snowed all night in the building, and the autumn wind dispersed in the iron horse.
Stuck on the Great Wall and make an empty promise, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
2. What are the ancient poems with the word "book"?
Author Yan Zhenqing, Tang Dynasty.
Every day when the cock crows, it is the best time for boys to read.
Teenagers only know how to play, but don't know how to study hard. When they are old, they regret why they didn't know how to study hard when they were young.
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Midnight is the best time for boys to study every day. When they are young, they should know how to study hard and study hard. But if you only play and don't study hard, you will regret why you didn't study hard when you were young. I didn't regret why I didn't know to study hard when I was young until I was old.
Second, selling charcoal Weng
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
An old man selling charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in the mountains in the south all year round. His face was covered with dust, which was the color of smoke burning, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were burnt black.
What is the money for selling charcoal for? Buy clothes, buy food in your mouth. Pity that he is wearing thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.
At night, it snowed a foot thick outside the city. Early in the morning, the old man drove a charcoal wheel to the market. Cows are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high. They are resting in the mud outside the south gate of the market.
Who is that proud man riding on two horses? It was the eunuchs in the palace and eunuchs who did it. The eunuch, with documents in his hand and the emperor's orders in his mouth, shouted at the petrified palace.
A load of charcoal, more than 1000 kilograms, eunuch attendants to drive away, the old man is helpless, but there is no way. Those people put half a piece of red yarn and a piece of silk on their heads as the price of charcoal.
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An old man who sells charcoal cuts wood and burns charcoal in Nanshan all the year round. His face was covered with dust and smoke, his temples were gray, and his ten fingers were blackened by charcoal. What is the money from selling charcoal for? Buy clothes to wear and food to eat in your mouth. It's a pity that he only wears thin clothes, but he is worried that charcoal can't be sold, hoping it will be colder.
It snowed a foot thick outside the city at night. In the morning, the old man ran over the frozen wheel tracks in a charcoal car and hurried to the market. Cattle are tired and people are hungry, but the sun has risen very high and rested in the mud outside the south gate of the market. Who is the man riding two horses? They are eunuchs, eunuchs in the palace.
The eunuch held the official document in his hand, but said it was the emperor's order and shouted to pull the cow to the palace. A load of charcoal, 1000 kilograms, was insisted by eunuch officers. The old man is reluctant to give up, but he is helpless. Those people hung half a horse's red yarn and a silk on the cow's head as the price of charcoal.
Third, cut plums.
Author Li Qingzhao, Song Dynasty
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
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The lotus flower is exhausted, the fragrance has disappeared, and the bamboo mat is as cold as jade, showing a strong autumn. Gently take off the silk skirt and lie on the bed alone. Who sent the brocade book to the place where the white clouds curled up? It's time for the geese to line up and return to the south line by line. The moonlight is bright and soaking, and the lonely pavilion in the west is full. Flowers, drifting by themselves, water, drifting by themselves.
A kind of parting lovesickness affects two leisure worries. Ah, it can't be ruled out that this lovesickness, this sadness, has just disappeared from the frowning brow and is faintly entangled in my heart.
Fourth, the hope of spring.
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
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.
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Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred. The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters at home. A letter is worth tens of thousands of gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) Qingming
Author Wang Yucheng, Song Dynasty.
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
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I lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day, without seeing or drinking. This lonely and miserable life, like a monk in a barren mountain temple, seems lonely to me. Yesterday, I got a new fire from my neighbor. Early in the morning in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit a lamp at the window and sat down to study.
3. Poetry related to books: Shushan is difficult to learn, and learning the sea is endless. Reading is endless, and writing is like a god. There is a golden room in the book, a thousand bells in the book, and Yan Ruyu in the book. Read thousands of books and take Wan Li Road. Read the book in your chest and try to write and make flowers. After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold. It is difficult to learn Taoism in Shushan, but there is no limit to learning the sea. There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book: Spring breeze can't read, so why bother turning pages? (Lu You) There is a road to diligence in Shushan, and there is no limit to learning the sea. Books are still medicine, and good books can cure fools.' (Liu Xiang) A letter is better than no book. (Mencius) Reading is like writing. Du Fu can read without words. To have a source of living water. I hate the sound of reading with a prescription. I care about everything in the world. (Gu Xiancheng) When the pond half an acre square is opened, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the clouds are lingering. There is clearly flowing water at the source. It is the characteristic of Song poetry to follow reason into poetry. The profound truth in images is the success of Song poetry. This poem is based on the phenomenon that fresh water is injected into the pond, which means that you have to constantly accept new things in order to keep your thoughts active and progressive. Although the half-acre word is small, it is also a mirror, and the reflection in the water is wandering, which means that the square pond is like this, and the answer is "it is better to believe in books than to have no books". The meaning of Shangshu and Hanshu is self-evident. The Book of Jin, the Book of Northern Qi, the Book of the New Tang Dynasty and the Book of Returning to the Native have broken ten thousand volumes, and the writing style is like fire in March. A letter from home is worth a ton of gold. I don't know how to learn early. Bai Shoufang regrets that those who learn late will work hard and those who are artistic will be good at it. (Qing Pu Songling's Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio) The wind and waves scattered all over the sky. Clean up family affairs and state affairs, and everything in the world is concerned. (Ming Gu Xiancheng) When he made his debut, he showed his real name, but he remained close for thousands of years. When he learned about it in the newspaper, he knew nothing about it. I dare not forget to care about my country and people, but I still have to close my coffin. (Song Luyou, "Reading on a Winter Night")
4. China's ancient poems 1 contain the word "book". Although Meng Shan was there, it was hard to trust Jin Shu.
-Song Luyou-"Chai Feng Red Crisp Hands" 2. Beautiful night invades books. Curtain roll
Clear yin is slightly better than cold wine. -Song Sushi-Song Sushi sent a letter to Cher-Huanxisha 5. Solemnly-Don Li Yangyin-Untitled 8. Children teach you books-Song Luyou-Show Your Children 9. Voice through books-Song Luyou-Show Your Children 10, unique book addiction is hopeless.