A poem about the word "city" 1. Poetry with the word "city"
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. -"Fu De Gu Farewell" Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. -"Spring Hope" Year: Tang Author: Du Fu
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf -Send Yuan 210 An Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei
I have been away from you for many years, went to the city for a while and then left the city. -"Send Yuan Bagui Fengxiang" Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Third, there is no city in the surrendered city, and the thief will return to the camp after killing it. -"Military Miscellaneous Songs" Year: Song Author: Lu You
The old Guling thatched cottage is desolate, and Hanwang City faces Chu City. -"Three Songs of Guling Road" Year: Song Author: Wen Tianxiang
Shouting bulls is also strong, and one city pulls all the cities back. -Tian Dan Year: Song Author: Xu Jun
I tried to find you, but I forgot my way. I went into town and out of town. -"Interview with Zhao Zizhi" Year: Song author:
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Poems with the word "city" bid farewell to the governor, across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, and went to Shuzhong to take office.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.
Why linger at the fork in the road, children * * * touch the towel all night-park near Fengqiao frost night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell rang Du Fu's passenger ship, expecting that although the mountains and rivers were broken, the vegetation would spring back.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has become too thin, and Du Fu's house can no longer accommodate hairpins. Under the buttonwood tree in this courtyard, I am lying alone in the water town on a cold autumn night. I looked at my extinguished candle. I heard the lonely sound of the horn in the darkness, and the moon was in the sky, but no one shared it with me? My emissary is scattered by the vortex of rain and sand, and it is difficult to go.
However, I endured a miserable life for ten years and found a perch and a twig here. It is safe tonight. Du Fu looked at the snow in the western hills, the snow in the three towns and the long bridge in the south of the Yangtze River.
After years of war in China, several brothers have been unable to hear from each other; It's a long way from each other, and I'm the only one, right? Instead, they will hand over the bodies of Gemini in the light of late autumn; So far, not a drop of merit has repaid the wise Huang Sheng.
I travel by horse alone, and my horizons are often wide. The world economy is in recession, which is unimaginable. Du Fu's first two poems were bitter and cold. In Han Dynasty, it snowed ten feet in Chang 'an, and horses and cattle were as cold as hedgehogs.
The ice in Wuxia of Chu River is in my arms, and the cry of tiger and leopard is unforgettable. Qin Cheng is Lao Yang's guest and used to steam the old.
Xuanrong is angry or angry, but he dare not release it with white hands. Last year, it snowed in the mountains in Bai Di, and this year, it snowed on the ground in Bai Di.
The frozen burial dragon shrinks in Nanpu, and the cold air blows the skin, and the north wind benefits. Chu people wear linen all the year round, but Wan Li has no splendor.
I'm afraid my foot will break. Xi He sent Liu Yuxi's "Nine Bamboo Poems" (1): Spring grass grows in the head of Baidicheng, and Baiyan Mountain goes down to Qingjiang River in Sichuan. Southerners come up to sing a song, and northerners are homesick. Why should I send Du Fu to the door of Li Bai's dune? There are ancient trees on the edge of the city. Even in autumn, you can't get drunk and sing together.
If you think of a gentleman, you will send him to the south. Li Bai sent his friends to the blue mountains north of the Great Wall and the white waterline east of the city.
Here we say goodbye to each other, and you, like losing your father, are floating in the wind and traveling far away. Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.
With a wave of his hand, he will be separated from now on, and his friend on horseback will carry him on a long journey, blowing a long wind, as if reluctant to leave. Wang Changling went out of Qin, the bright moon was in the sky, the Han Dynasty closed its doors, and the Long March people did not return.
If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan. Wang Changling bowed, my horse, while we cross the autumn waters! The stream is cold and the wind is like a sword.
The sunset on the vast battlefield has not yet fallen, and I saw Lintao County in the distance in the dark. The Great Wall once fought a fierce battle, saying that the frontier soldiers were in high spirits.
But now the historic site is a piece of yellow dust, Wang Changling, which confuses its ruins and bones in the grass, bid farewell to Jianye Building in Jiangcheng, the brother of Cen Can, and this is the end of the sea. Shouzi county deputy, southeast solitary boat.
Chang' an is a family, and the horse has passed the previous autumn. It's snowing, and you can drink.
The seven leaves in Deusim's story are very expensive, and a swan travels in Wan Li. Why do you want to read Zhong Ding, where you cook fat cows?
Sing you a song, don't play it. Only those who are gorgeous at work and talk straight as a hook.
Cen's family is a double tree, and it is difficult to make light. Who said that Qingmen was sad and looked down on Wu Shan?
Shimen west, the moon spits Jinling Island. It's not arrogant to follow a ghost.
The strength of Bai Juyi Mountain Road is not completely weak, nor are the servants and horses. There are many interesting scenery, and my heart is not lonely.
Monk radish goes up the smoke ridge, and stone goes through the cloud valley. Birds in the valley still crow at night, and flowers in the cave don't fall in autumn.
Lift the cage and then lift it. If you win, stop. There are several cups of tea in spring and a glass of wine in Lan.
Singing alone and screaming alone is not evil. If you are in the city, there is no fun all year round.
Wang Wei sent Yuan Er to Anxi Acropolis for rain and dust, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
Zhang Ji saw the autumn wind in Luoyang, Qiu Si, and he wanted to write a book. When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Wang Zhihuan Liangzhou Ci The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and it is an isolated city, Wan Ren. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
3. Ancient poetry with urban characteristics
1. Sweet they pressed on the old highway and reached the crumbling gate.
2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
3. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
I have been with you for a long time, but I came to this city temporarily and went out of the city again.
There is no city for the third surrender, and the thief will go back to camp after killing him.
6. Caotang is desolate and old Guling, opposite Hanwang City, Chu City.
7. It is also strong to clamor for bulls, and one city pulls all the cities back.
8. I want to find a gentleman and forget the distance. I went into town and out of town.
9. I have traveled all over the east of the city, but I want to ask for a plum flower. It has been snowing for a long time, and it is frosty and blooming, which makes people look at it frequently and open late.
10. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, with an isolated city overlooking Yumenguan.
1 1. The fallen flowers were buried in the stone in March, and the temple was in a remote corner of the city.
4. What is the poem at the beginning of Zicheng?
1, "Send Xuan Tong real Li Baopu to visit Lushan Fairy Temple" Li Longji
The gate is close at hand, and Peng Yinghai is far away.
The Millennium returns to the crane, and spring comes to the DPRK.
Herb picking meets three shows, and rice lies in the clouds.
If you have a goal, you will burn Jin Ding to death.
2. Zhang Ji of "Looking at the Moon in the West Building"
The moon is on the west tower, snowy and sunny.
Looking at it on a cold night, one misses home very late.
When the light falls into the water, the net color is in the frost branches.
Tomorrow will be thousands of miles away and we will leave each other in the middle.
3, "Taoist Luo",
People in the city don't have a real year, and skirts often turn yellow.
There is only medicine on credit in the building, and chess is not played in the cave.
When you hear the voice of the guests, you know that it is noble, singing flowers and jumping like crazy.
Ordinary people can be seen everywhere, and the paranoia in the world is a fallen fairy.
4. Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.