A complete collection of Su Shi's classic poems

The complete collection of Su Shi's classic poems is as follows:

1. Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When will the bright moon come?

Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking till dawn, getting drunk, I wrote this Chapter, and pregnant with children.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be cold in the high places. Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where the Qihu is low and the light shines without sleep. There shouldn't be any hatred, so what's the point of saying goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and travel thousands of miles to meet Chanjuan.

2. Niannujiao·Chibi Nostalgia

As the river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages are revealed. On the west side of the fortress, the humane road is Chibi, the Lang of the Zhou Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time.

I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome. Feather fan and silk scarf, in the midst of talking and laughing, the oars and oars vanish into ashes, my homeland wanders in my mind, my affection should laugh at me, and my hair will be born early. Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.

3. Jiang Chengzi·Jiang Chengzi recorded a dream on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yi Mao

Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.

At night, I suddenly returned home with a deep dream, and I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.

4. Huanxisha·Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple

Visit Qishui Qingquan Temple. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west.

At the foot of the mountain, the orchid buds are soaked in the stream, the sandy road among the pines is clean and mudless, and the raindrops are crying at dusk.

Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair.

5. Jiangchengzi·Mizhou Hunting

I was talking about being a teenager, holding a yellow hand on the left, holding a blue sky on the right, wearing a brocade hat and mink fur, and thousands of horses riding around the hill. In order to repay Qingcheng, I followed the prefect, shot tigers myself, and watched Sun Lang.

It doesn’t matter if you’re drunk, your chest is still open, and your temples are slightly frosted! In the cloud of holding the knot, when will Feng Tang be sent? He can hold the eagle bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf.

6. The title of Xilinbi

Looks like a ridge from the side and a peak from the side, with different heights near and far.

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.

7. Night Tour of Chengtian Temple/Night Tour of Chengtian

On the night of October 12th, the sixth year of Yuanfeng, I undressed and was about to fall asleep. When the moonlight came into my house, I woke up happily. OK. Thinking of nothing and being happy, I went to Chengtian Temple to look for Zhang Huaimin. Huai Min also stayed up and walked with each other in the atrium.

The sky under the courtyard looks like accumulated water. The water is crisscrossed with algae and covered with bamboo and cypress shadows. What night is there without a moon? Where are there no bamboos or cypresses? But there are few idle people like the two of us.

8. Two poems about the first clear and then the rain on the drinking lake·Part 2

The clear sky is good when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.

9. Ding Fengbo·Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest

On March 7, it rained on Shahu Road. The rain gear went away first, and everyone in the group was in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I wrote this word for it.

Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not just scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.

The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.

10. Dielianhua·Spring Scene

The flowers have faded to red, green and small apricots. When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. There are few willow trees blowing on the branches. There is no grass anywhere in the world!

The swing inside the wall and the road outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall smile. The laughter gradually disappeared and became quieter. Passionate but annoyed by ruthlessness.