Poems containing duality (1)
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascend to the blue sky.
Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and in front of the diseased tree Wan Muchun.
Three visits frequently make plans for the world, and two dynasties open up the hearts of old ministers.
The sea sun gives birth to the waning moon, and the spring breeze enters the old year.
If the sky is sentimental The sky is getting old, the moon is as ruthless as the moon is long and round.
With cold eyebrows and thousands of fingers, I bow my head and am willing to be a ruthless ox.
I drink the water of the Yangtze River and eat Wuchang fish.
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The sun is over the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to a higher level.
The window is cold and the snow is snowing in the West Ridge for thousands of years, and the boat thousands of miles away from Dongwu is moored at the door.
The water will flow even more when you cut off the knife. Raise a cup to relieve your sorrow and make it worse.
The first sister is not as delicate as the second sister, with three inches of golden lotus and four inches of waist
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One day, one land, one bright moon, one person fishing alone in the river.
One sail, one oar, one fishing boat, one fisherman, one hook.
One pitch, one tilt, one fishing boat A sudden smile, a river of bright moon and a river of autumn.
There are eight streams in front of the hundred-foot building, four Qiang flutes and six bridges to the west.
Passing a message and watching the three spring geese, leaning on the pillow and hearing the news Chicken on the Five Nights.
On the Chinese Valentine's Day, there is an ox-girl meeting, and for ten years, we have nothing to say.
Thousands of worries come to mind, and the oriole crows to the guest in February.
Poems containing duality (2)
1. Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think of your hometown. ——Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts"
2. There are Hanyang trees in Qingchuan and luxuriant grass in Yingzhou. ——Cui Hao's "Yellow Crane Tower"
3. The red flag rolls up the serf's halberd, and the black hand hangs the overlord's whip. ——"Qilu·To Shaoshan"
4. The sun is rising and the moon is waning, and the spring breeze is entering the old year. ——Wang Wan "At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain"
5. The sun disappears behind the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea. If you want to see a thousand miles away, go to the next level. ——Wang Zhihuan, "Climbing the Stork Tower"
6. The red rain makes waves as it pleases, and the green hills turn into bridges intentionally. ——"Qilu·Two Songs to Send the God of Plague"
7. Look at the world with cold eyes toward the ocean, and the hot wind blows and rains in the river sky. ——"Qilu: Climbing Mount Lushan"
8. The painted building is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the bead curtain is rolling in the west mountain rain at dusk. ——Wang Bo's "The Pavilion of Prince Teng"
9. Nine sects spread across China, with a thin thread running through the north and south. ——"Bodhisattva Man·Yellow Crane Tower"
10. Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. ——Du Fu's "Quatrains"
11. The five mountains are meandering and the waves are flowing, and the clouds are majestic and the mud balls are walking. ——"Qilu·Long March"
12. With a cold eyebrow and a thousand fingers, he bows his head and is willing to be a Ruzi Niu. ——Lu Xun's "Self-mockery"
13. The window is cold and the snow is snowing in the Xiling Mountains for thousands of years, and the ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu is moored at the door. ——Du Fu's "Quatrains"
14. The four seas are churning, the clouds and water are angry, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder. ——"Manjianghong·and Comrade Guo Moruo"
15. The green trees are adjacent to the village, and the green mountains are sloping outside Guo Moruo. ——Meng Haoran's "Passing the Old Friend's Village"
16. The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with sunset. ——Wang Ji's "Ambition"
17. I drank Changsha water and ate Wuchang fish. ——"Shui Tiao Ge Tou·Swimming"
18. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring rocks flow upstream. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. ——Wang Wei's "Mountain Dwelling in the Twilight of Autumn"
19. The flags at the foot of the mountain are in sight, and the drums and horns on the top of the mountain are heard. ——"Moon over Xijiang·Jinggangshan"
20. Butterflies can be seen deeply through the flower gorge, and dragonflies are flying in the water. ——Du Fu's "Wine in Qujiang"
21. Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting. ——"Qinyuan Spring·Snow"
22. From a distance, the mountains are colorful, but up close, the water is silent. ——Anonymous "Painting"
23. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. ——Li Shen's "Compassion for the Farmers"
24. Thousands of villages have lost their arrows, and thousands of households have Xiaosu ghosts singing. ——"Qilu·Two Songs to Send the God of Plague"
25. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more, and raise a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow.
——Li Bai's "Farewell to the School Secretary Shu Yun at Xiezhen Tower in Xuanzhou"