A poem praising Kim Jong-bai

1. Poems about Jin Zhongbai

The poem about Jin Zhongbai 1. Praise Jin Zhongbai's modern poems.

Yabai praised the holy God for splitting the cliff soul of Dian Mu in Kunlun. It's difficult to climb, but I'm worried about the cliff soul. It is said that there is no cold in vegetation. At the end of spring, the peaks and rocks are all powder-damaged, and the peaks and rocks are lonely. Without neighbors and flowers, the sky became a cliff. Thousands of years of meditation come from: Baidu Post Bar, the dead cypress tree, which grew into what I imagined without my consent in my last life. From the moment we first met, I knew that the uneven wind and frost between the branches and leaves had already been written on the wrong knot. The tortuous lines shine with distant starlight and fairy tales, and the cold and hot weather have no choice but to polish a layer of annual rings. The psychic white elephant can't wait to comfortably rush to the time beyond reincarnation.

The sunlight on the stone is very heavy, and the tentacles peel off those decadent souls. Some memories are vivid, so don't ask. You don't have to open the mountains and rivers that meet under your palm, you can use the sudden light to peep through the cracks. Listen to the sound of rain that year, and then see if the falling snow that year can walk behind time. Not a neon glance, not superficial glitz. Looking at or examining the dream, some beauty gradually enchanting, gradually enriched, erased the red tape, erased the unbearable cycle between branches, all the legends, all the dreams about to enter the room. Put a cup of green tea to confuse your rich Zen machine, and realize that your laughter permeates your skin texture a little bit, permeates your semi-delayed, even semi-awakened past life: sweeping away the flowers.

2. Praise Bai Ya's modern poems.

Yabaizan

The holy God split Kunlun.

Dian Mu's Spirit of Pulling Back from the Cliff

Cranes can be difficult to climb,

Only worried about Bai Ya Zen.

Chisel a stone and drill a mountain bone

Wind and rain mean not cold.

Grass and trees spring for thousands of days

At the end of the year, all the powder is broken.

Exclusive marginal peak rock

No neighbors and no flower companions.

Transverse vault

Ten thousand years of raven Zen

From: Baidu Post Bar

I didn't agree with that dead cypress tree in my last life.

Just wishful thinking, grow up.

I imagined the moment we met for the first time.

I know, between branches and leaves.

A hundred years of wind and frost, ups and downs, rugged

I have written a moment of vicissitudes at the root of the wrong section.

In the winding lines

Twinkling with distant starlight and fairy tales, and

Cold comes and summer goes, helpless.

Polishing a ring, psychic cedar.

Can't wait to get comfortable, Rush.

Time beyond reincarnation. The sunlight on the stone is very heavy.

With a long history, tentacles strip those decadent.

Back to the depths of the soul, some memories are vivid.

You didn't speak. You don't have to speak.

The mountains and rivers that meet under the palm of your hand fit so well.

The periphery of dense and sparse tree rings

Use the sudden light to peep at the secret through the gap.

Listen to the rain that year and then look at the snow that year.

You can walk behind time, can't you?

A glimpse of neon

It's not flashy.

Look at or check the dream.

Some of them become charming and plump.

Erase the red-headed documents that can't be put, erase

Unburdened cycle between branches

All the legends, all the dreams

You are about to enter the room. Put a cup of green tea

Confuse your rich Zen machine

Three or five people know each other's laughter, a little

Infiltrate your texture, infiltrate

Your previous life, half delayed or even half awakened.

From: Sweep Flower Network

3. Describe a good sentence about Jin Zhongbai's Orient.

Thuja orientalis is a plant of Cupressus in Cupressaceae. It grows at an altitude of 1, 500 meters above sea level, and has not been artificially introduced and cultivated at present. In the 1990s, it was not declared as an extinct species because of its rarity. At the beginning of the 20th century, a few plants were found in Daba Mountain area of Chongqing, belonging to endangered species, and logging was prohibited.

Sargassum thunbergii is an all-natural plant, which can not be cultivated and planted artificially, and its quantity is small and non-renewable. Especially the Platycladus orientalis, which grows on the cliff, is relatively small. Light brown golden cypress, commonly known as "old material", has been weathered for hundreds of years, with stable smell and comfortable aroma. The market price is more than ten thousand yuan.

4. Poems about stones

1, it's too easy to hammer out of the mountains and burn your eyebrows. -Yu Qian's Lime Song

It means: it can only be mined from the deep mountains after tens of millions of hammering. It regards the burning of blazing fire as a very common thing.

2, love this fist stone, exquisite and natural. -Cao Xueqin's Painting Stone from the Topic

It means: I love this fist stone, and I am naturally ingenious.

3. Next to the changing river, it stood like a stone. He was heartbroken and swallowed Wu bitterly. -Du Fu's Eight Arrays

It means: despite the impact of the river, the stone remains the same. The thousand-year regret lies in Liu Bei's blunder in swallowing Wu.

4, beauty becomes ancient stone, moss refutes yellow flowers. -Liu's "Wang Fushi"

My wife and lover have become ancient stones, the moss has grown and the flowers have faded.

5. One or two bluestones and three or four white lotus branches. -Bai Juyi's Lotus Stone

There are two green stones in the water, and the white lotus has three or four flowers.

5. Describe a bleak poem

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people.

A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Haggard, who can pick it now?

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Where were those lost times before me? I'll never see you again. I miss heaven and earth. There is no limit and no end. I'm lonely and my tears fall down.

Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung. What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I have been lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

If my bosom friend appreciates it, I won't refuse to sing the most difficult and elegant songs for him.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, thoughtless and unforgettable; Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward.

Looking around, lonely and sad.

No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.

This feeling can't be solved by relying on a small bench.

6. Poetry about originality

1. "Two Poems about Landscape Obstacles in Wang Youcheng"

Zhang Hu in Tang Dynasty

The essence is at the end of the pen, so it is difficult to be original. See you in the sun and the moon, the rivers and lakes are full.

The night is wet and the autumn wall is cold. It is expected to be liked by others, and it will be a poem for life.

You Cheng is dead now, but his legacy is rare in the world. Rivers and lakes are close at hand, and ordinary seagulls fly.

2. "Poetry on the Boat in the Gorge of the Mountain"

Zhou Wang in Tang Dynasty

The arrow flew to the water in the canyon and sawed off the stones in the canyon. The gorge is a pass with water, and the water hits the stone.

It's hard for you to survive in danger, and your voice is like thunder. The sail is a leaf, and thousands of feet is empty.

Yellow and yellow are unpredictable. It is difficult to make a small one, but it is very powerful.

What you do is firm and direct. It's like beating a halberd with a soldier.

Like a man who dares to speak, he speaks his mind. Save danger, live in Tan Yi, save danger and avoid fear.

Aim at other people's intelligence and let them know.

The light is in the palm of your hand, and the cloud wants to make clothes. This is often for fun, it will be a lifetime opportunity.

3. "Two Landscape Obstacles in Wang Youcheng"

Zhang Hu in Tang Dynasty

The essence is at the end of the pen, so it is difficult to be original. See you in the sun and the moon, the rivers and lakes are full.

The night is wet and the autumn wall is cold. It is expected to be liked by others, and it will be a poem for life.

You Cheng is dead now, but his legacy is rare in the world. Rivers and lakes are close at hand, and ordinary seagulls fly.

The mountains are in the palm of your hand, and the clouds want to make clothes. This is often for fun, it will be a lifetime opportunity.

4. "Two Landscape Obstacles in Wang Youcheng"

Zhang Hu in Tang Dynasty

The essence is at the end of the pen, so it is difficult to be original. See you in the sun and the moon, the rivers and lakes are full.

The night is wet and the autumn wall is cold. It is expected to be liked by others, and it will be a poem for life.

You Cheng is dead now, but his legacy is rare in the world. Rivers and lakes are close at hand, and ordinary seagulls fly.

The mountains are in the palm of your hand, and the clouds want to make clothes. This is often for fun, it will be a lifetime opportunity.

5. "In good times, Baoji is more suitable for the palace."

Li Longji in Tang Dynasty

Baoji tends to be a palace costume, with a tender lotus face and a red body. Meday didn't need Zhang Chang's paintings, but God taught her to grow into a temple.

Don't rely on the appearance of your country, get married and have a lover. We had a good time when we were young.

6. Xijiangyue Baoji Songla

Sima Guang in Song Dynasty

The bun is loosely tied, and pencil lead wears light makeup. The smoke hood is light and the flying floc is uncertain.

How can we be heartless if we don't see each other? Wake up first after a break, and be quiet in the deep courtyard.