Poetry about a day 1. An ancient poem about a day
As follows, hope to adopt:
One day by Zhang Zi
If you don't smell incense for a day, you will be confused.
You will feel even worse if you can't find a sentence for a day.
Between the body and the ground, fake things are comfortable.
You can live a lifetime by watching forging.
Many people in the world are moved by each other, but neither of them has enough pity in their eyes.
The furnace smoke has not broken the poem, and I would rather sing a white song.
Zhang Lei's Day After Day.
Day after day, a week of cold.
A foreign land is still in sight, with long white hair.
Let's look at the skills of finding a horse again, don't worry about losing it.
God has faith and will always have faith.
2. What poems describe "one day"?
The poem describing "One Day" is as follows.
1. "Niannujiao, look far away"
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Looking at the sky from a height,
There's no sign of Wan Liyun.
You fly in Australia, where the light shines,
Cold soak for a day.
Yuyu Qionglou, coming and going by Luan,
People are in a cold country.
Mountains and rivers are picturesque, and smoke trees are vivid.
I was drunk, clapping my hands and singing wildly,
Till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon. Yes, it became three guests.
The wind reveals dancing and wandering,
I don't know what night it is.
I want to return with the wind,
What's the use of riding Peng wings?
In the Crystal Palace, the flute was blown off with a loud sound.
2. Huanxisha
Year: Song Author: Xiang Ziyin
The stars come back from the day. Meichi is clear and beautiful. The flat peach is ripe. Gui Ling on the leaves came to Ruishi, and the white crane in the forest danced with the fairy. Spring and autumn do not remember the Millennium.
3. Partridge sky, fragrant fog and colorful mountains
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
Xiangwu is a colorful mountain. Penglai is still driving on the top. Embroidered rafters take three thousand rides, and jade belt goldfish take forty classes. The wind is very thin, Pei Shanshan. One day in spring, the weather turned cold. Thousands of households are in Xiao Li, and the twelfth floor is on the column.
4. Fan Yunri in Nangezilou
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
The balcony is full of clouds, and the stream is deep and sand is low. Over the years, I have spent a lot of money. Upstairs, a day of endless spring thoughts. Luo broadband waist element, real pearl slippery face Xia. Begonia is in full bloom. Fortunately, I only know wandering and homesickness.
5. unordered names
Year: Song Author: Anonymous
The lights shine high and the stars move every other day.
3. Poems describing heaven
Green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's clothes are wet, and Liu Feng's face is cold.
-the quatrains written by Zhinan and Shang, Weicheng is light in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Two Stones to Anxi" 480 temples in the Southern Dynasties, with many towers and misty rain.
-Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring Poetry" lies listening to the stormy night, and the iron horse glacier dream. -Lu You's "The Wind and Rain on November 4" knows that the rainy season is good, and it happens in spring.
-Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night There were seven or eight stars in the sky, but it rained for two or three minutes in front of the mountain-Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon, but now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" It rains in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
-Du Mu's "The Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival" is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. -Su Shi's "Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang crossed the Lingdingyang, the mountain was empty after the rain, and beginning of autumn at dusk-(Wang Wei: "Mountain in Autumn") There was no rain on the mountain road, and the clothes were wet-(Wang Wei:)
(Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao) 2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in the Mountain") 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) 4. There is no rain on the mountain road, and the air is green and wet. There is no need to go back to the green bamboo hat and green hemp fiber. (Zhang: "Fishing Song") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
(Lu You: The Storm of November 4th) 7. A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way. (Du Mu: Tomb-Sweeping Day) 8. On a cold rainy night in Wu Man, Pingming sent a guest to Chushan alone.
(Wang Changling: Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Inn) 9. The acropolis bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Xi》) 10/0. The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
(Su Shi: "Drinking on the Lake") The river rain is decadent, the river and the mountains are rainy, and the rain comes strangely. The wind is full of buildings, and the blue clouds are broken after the rain, but it means that the night rain lies in the dead of night listening to the wind, the rain is falling, the white rain is falling, and the beads are jumping on the boat. It's nice to know that there is a lot of rain in Tomb-Sweeping Day, but now I remember that night, the storm, pedestrians on the road tried to break their souls. Falling flowers are independent, and the swift flies. Seven Fujian Chu Yun dark rain dark, east and west creek rain pale fog. There is sunshine but misty rain on the road, and there is no rain or shine in life. In the evening of the pavilion, the shower stopped at the beginning of the pavilion, and the wind kept blowing away.
Angry, leaning against the railing and resting in the drizzle is already a lonely sorrow at dusk, and it is even more stormy. Green bamboo hats, green clothes, oblique wind and drizzle don't have to go back to the small building. A lantern on a bead curtain shook my lonely heart and I went home. There are two red houses facing the wind and covered by rain. I listened to the apricot flowers sold in the deep alley of the spring rain in the Ming Dynasty and asked if it was not the date to return the book. The rain rose to the autumn pool in the evening.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. The acropolis is dusty in Qingyu City, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Today, I think it's raining, the wind and rain are blowing in the dark, the MOS rail glacier is dreaming, the rain in the sky is crisp, the grass in the distance is close at hand, but there is no small building to listen to the spring rain all night. In the deep alley, there are thousands of rain curtains selling apricot flowers in late autumn, the wind and water on the balcony are Ming Che at sunset, and the mountains are strangely green when it rains.
Yu Meiren? Listening to the rain Jie Jiang teenagers listen to the rain songs upstairs, red candle faint Luo Zhang. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, and the wild geese in the river are called the west wind.
Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples. Sorrow and joy are always ruthless until dawn.
Just don't forget that this time, the dusk and spring rain crossed the Maple Bridge. Wind and rain are evil, tireless thatched cottage is low.
After the rain, the grass is in the sunset, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant. There were many pagodas in the misty rain last night.
Deep sleep won't leave a hangover. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be that green and fat phoenix tree that is raining in Mao Mao, and it will drip at dusk. This time, it is the first time. It rained at midnight.
If you don't leave your feelings, you will suffer. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. The clothes are stained with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is cold.
Winter thunder bursts with summer rain (sound desire, the word is this). In the snow is rainy and windy, and it closes at dusk, so it's not going to stay in spring. The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
Hanging down the curtain, Shuang Yan returned to the drizzle. In Huangmei season, it rains at home, the grass pond is full of frogs, tears fall down her sad white face, pear blossoms bring spring rain and hate clouds, and Jiangnan is still called Kerry.
-Wang Yucheng's "Little Crimson Lips" Both butterflies dance on the threshold, and the curtain rolls at night to drain the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" is chilling and sad.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.
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, it has been awkward and cold to leave. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to.
If you ask how much free time you have. Yichuan tobacco is full of wind.
It rains when plums are yellow. Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring. It's already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff. Spring and Budze have flowers and beautiful flowers, and everything is brilliant. -I don't know who cut the thin leaves in Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Long Songs". The spring breeze in February is like scissors. - "
The most favorable thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the smoke and willow pouring into the imperial city-Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet. -Su Songshi's "Two Night Scenes by the Hui Chong River" knows that the east wind is always spring. -Song Zhuxi's "Spring Day" wet clothes, face cold willows. -Southern Song Dynasty.
-Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprised the tits in the moon and sounded in the spring. -Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.
-Wei's Xixi on Chuzhou is an ancient poem describing summer. The lotus leaf is infinite, and it reflects the sun in different ways.