1. Poems about cloisters
Poems about cloisters 1. Poems about cloisters
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Time passes but is missed
My thoughts when a maple leaf falls
In this season, I think of it for no reason
The peach blossoms on the tree fell into the wind
Youth brings me closer to autumn
When we sing elegies to pick up memories
But we are lost in the warm winter
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< p> My memories are shallow and I can’t stop going backwardsWhose pain cuts me
Forget it; those long-lost past
Deliberate Staying only adds to the sadness
Those slightly shaken hearts have no time to wait
Passing by again I say that the flying geese will leave no trace
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I should take happiness away
Should not forget the memory in the empty space
Let the heart be wet by the rain
Blur the trajectory of love
Air-dried, cold-cut and heated
Swallowing the loneliness while enduring the pain
It wasn’t until my face was wet with tears
I realized that what had been drained was my mood< /p>
2. How to appreciate the poem "The Four Cloisters Cover Loneliness"
"The Four Cloisters Cover Loneliness, The Green Parrots Face the Red Roses" is from "Sunshot" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty.
The general idea of ??these two sentences is: the corridor surrounded by the four sides hides the loneliness and loneliness in the courtyard. The green-feathered parrot locked in the cage looks sad to the red roses that are blooming by themselves. This poem describes a boudoir woman facing various scenes in her boudoir and courtyard, which triggers the melancholy of a beauty who is old and has no chance of getting pregnant.
The whole poem is: "The sun shines on the screen window, the wind shakes the door, and the fragrant flowers wipe my hands, spring is gone.~."
All scenery language is love language, ~The two sentences are about the courtyard The scene expresses the feelings of the mistress of the courtyard. The beautiful cloister is undoubtedly a prison for prisoners. The parrot in the cage is just like its own shadow. The red rose in full bloom is a symbol of one's youth. However, it blooms alone in the lonely courtyard with no one watching, and finally withers away due to loneliness. , all kinds of scenery, all indicate your future destiny.
Therefore, the beautiful scenery in this courtyard is melancholy. The writing technique of blending emotions into scenes can be used as a reference.
3. Poems about corridors
Describing the Hexi Corridor:
"The north wind blows and the grass in the north folds, and the weather is full of snow in August", " The lonely smoke in the desert is straight, the sun is setting in the long river", "The luminous cup of grape wine, I want to drink with the pipa immediately", "Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows, the spring equinox does not pass through Yumen Pass", "I urge you to drink more wine, there is no old friend when you leave Yangguan in the west" .
Modern Poetry: "Corridor" Author: Xiaoxun
My heart is active in the corridor in early summer,
A green corridor,
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Corridor with rippling blue waves.
The clothes of grass in the north,
the clothes I wear;
The slender figure condenses the slight gaze,
divergent Drop by drop of faint yellow;
Flowing into the faint corridor.
My half-sheer cool-colored clothes,
are floating with the panic of the setting sun,
like a pair of slightly open wings,
< p> Cold, arrogant, silent, and melancholy.I walked, looking for the sun in front of me;
The corridor lost its warmth,
but it threw itself into my heart,
Projected next to a door that has been closed for a century,
Wandering, excited, and hearty.
I wandered, wandering in this corridor full of expectations;
Looking forward to my fanatical body hair touching——
The riverside of the fence , the dog’s tongue, the wonderful “hometown”.
The green Yu Yin'er glows with the original leaves of Xiaofan's memory,
I rowed the boat into my heart,
A heart is active The corridor in the atrium...
There is also "Ode to the Ten Mile Corridor"; "A Dream of Red Mansions": Wherever you go, the birds startle the trees; when the time comes, the shadows are reflected in the corridor. Immortal mantles are fluttering, and I smell the fragrance of musk orchid; lotus clothes are about to move, and I hear the clang of the ring.
4. What are the poems about "Curling"
1. The flowers are curling up late in the warm day, and people compete with the red and pink flowers. ——Ouyang Xiu, Song Dynasty, "The Proud Fisherman: Flowers curl up late in the warm sun"
Interpretation: Spring is here, the weather is getting warmer, and the flowers are blooming. The young man taking the girl on a spring outing took her to enjoy the flowers, and the girl was as beautiful as the flowers.
2. Nanpu is a sad farewell, the west wind is blowing in autumn. ——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to Nanpu"
Definition: The desolate and sad farewell in Nanpu, the autumn wind is somber and gloomy.
3. Why are the bamboo poles curling up, and the fish tails are so sticky! ——Zhuo Wenjun of the Han Dynasty, "Baitou Yin"
Interpretation: The love between a man and a woman is as light and long as a fishing rod, and as lively and cute as a fish.
4. The east wind is full of light, and the fragrant mist is filled with moonlight in the corridor. ——"Begonia" by Su Shi of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The curling east wind blew the faint clouds, revealing the moon, and the moonlight was also faint. The fragrance of flowers melted into the hazy mist, and the moon had already moved across the corridor in the courtyard.
5. The autumn wind is blowing, and the waves in the Dongting are under the wooden leaves. ——Qu Yuan, Pre-Qin Dynasty, "Mrs. Xiang"
Interpretation: Autumn wind blows thousands of trees and leaves fall, waves surge thousands of miles across Dongting Autumn.
6. Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are in early February. ——Two Farewell Songs by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: The beautiful posture and light demeanor are in the thirteenth year, just like a cardamom flower in bud in early February.
7. Spring has returned. Look at the spring streamers curling up on the beautiful women’s heads. ——Xin Qiji of the Song Dynasty, "Spring in the Han Palace: Beginning of Spring"
Interpretation: From the curling spring flags on the beauty's hair, we can see that spring has returned.
8. The willows are drooping in the wind, and the tender lotuses are countless. ——Wang Shen of the Song Dynasty, "Die Lian Hua·The first light rain returns to the evening light"
Interpretation: The breeze blows, and the willows also hug. Countless tender lotuses have sharp corners, like emerald pearls.
9. The willow tree next door curls weakly, just like the waist of a fifteen-year-old girl. ——Tang Dynasty Du Fu's "Nine Quatrains"
Interpretation: The willow tree outside the door wall, the weak and slender branches, is like the delicate and beautiful waist of the fifteen-year-old girl.
10. Willows grow on the edge of the city, and mulberries grow on the green streets. ——Zhang Zhongsu of the Tang Dynasty, "Spring Boudoir Thoughts"
Interpretation: There are thin willows beside the city wall, and green and tender mulberries beside the path.
5. Poems about wisteria
Du Fu, the official pavilion of Xiangji Temple in Fucheng County
The spring river under the temple is deep and stagnant, and the official pavilion on the mountainside is full of sorrow.
The green walls are filled with wind, the solitary clouds are thin, and the red maples and thousands of trees are thick in the background.
The cloister of the small courtyard is silent in spring, and the ducks and herons are flying in the bath in the evening.
The heavens are gathered outside the wisteria, and the darkness must reach the top.
Two of the Eight Poems of Autumn by Du Fu
The sun sets in the isolated city of Kui Mansion, and I look towards the south to see the capital.
After listening to Yuan Shi shed three tears, he was ordered to investigate in August.
The incense burner in the painting is hidden in the pillow, and the pink battlements of the mountain tower are hidden in sadness.
Please look at the wisteria moon on the stone and the reed flowers in front of the island.
Visiting Tianzhu Temple Cui Hao
Climbing Tianzhu Mountain in the morning, the sun rises in the temple. The cliffs and springs are gushing thinly, and the rivers are lingering.
The solitary top is high when you go straight up, but the peaks are small when you look at them from a flat angle. In December in Nanzhou, the ground is warm and there is little ice and snow.
The cold mountains are covered with green, and the winter marshes are covered with wisteria. On the side of the flower niche waterfall, there is a green wall and stone forest.
Ringing a bell brings together humans and heaven, giving food to gather apes and birds. The mind is cleansed and the mind is clear.
I just realized that there is nothing wrong with people and everything in the world.
A gift from Bixi of Zhang Ming Mansion to Meng Haoran
Many people in other industries agree on the new system.
I also read Bixi's answer, but I don't envy Luzhu's song.
The girl who has her own balcony spends every day picking up greenery.
The dancing court is paved with brocade, and the window is covered with vines.
A relaxing day with peaceful spring scenery.
Fairy birds can keep you company, and your stockings can be your companion.
Looking for flowers on other islands, returning to the pond to pick up lotus flowers.
I even pity the slanting sunshine, the red and pink green flowers.
A gift of ginseng and Liaozi to Li Bai
White Crane Flying to the Sky Book, Nanjing Visiting Gaoshi. Wuyun is in Xian Mountain, and the fruit is ginseng Liazizi.
I left my hometown dirty and hid in the king's house. The emperor distributed jade and silk, and all the officials answered.
The ink is sprinkled every now and then, and there are wonderful works in exploring the mysteries. On Qiong Tianren, Qianchun Milin Pavilion.
He bowed his head and refused to be an official. He brushed his clothes and returned to the woods. I also went to the Golden Horse, and I enjoyed the same thing as the Vine and Luo.
Wherever the lovesickness is, the osmanthus trees are in the blue clouds.
The word "Yan" was obtained at the Qushui Banquet in March by Wang Bo
When Peng Zeguan first left, Heyang Fu began to be passed down. The countryside returns to the old country, and there is a long feast between poetry and wine.
The rows of rooms overlook the Dan Cave, and the separate buildings overlook the purple smoke. Lingering back to Genjin ferry, haunting the suburbs.
The phoenix harp tunes guests, and the dragon bridle looks like a group of immortals. Turquoise and stone tend to be ancient, while wisteria does not remember years.
The double eaves are surrounded by dense trees, and the complex balconies are surrounded by dangerous springs. Fight against the Shinan Mountains, ride on the sand to see the Beichuan River.
Fu Yan came to build a place, in front of the Feng River for fishing. The setting sun is really interesting and far away, and I am thinking about the cicadas in dreams.