Year: Tang Author: Liu Changqing
The former residence is declining, and spring grass is dying. As for the moon in the mountains, who listens to Shi Shangchun?
The night after the ape sang, bloom saw the fleeting time. Both staff and tin are idle, and they don't intend to meditate everywhere.
Give it to Changdang.
Year: Tang Author: Li Duan
Have a good sleep, sandy. The ape bird didn't get up, and the cloud was born on the ridge.
Swallows go to Dun, and Zhilang lives in Zen for a long time. It's been almost 20 years since Lin Zhong said goodbye.
Hua Tang guang cheng Yu blue sky
Year: Song Author: Zhao Changqing
Lake Ming Che, blue rain. Around the dike, the grass is sandy Dancing winds and willows want to tear cotton. Yiyiyan
It is still a spring breeze, and it is a pity to waste time and space. Between the cold pavilion and the blue cloud. The sleeves are stained.
A trip to Kasugano
Year: Tang Author: Wen
It began to rain on the golden dike in Xitang, and green grass opened in the sand.
The wild shore is bright and beautiful, and the famous frog in paddy field.
There are fluctuations in the mirror, but there is no wind floating on the stranger.
What happened? It is not easy to go home.
2. The poem with the word "Zhi" is a misty mountain on the Cangzhi River, and a corner of the city rises from the sky. Kou Zhun's "Sentence" in Song Dynasty
The autumn wind carves Lan Zhi, and Zhou Fang is lonely for a long time. Wu Mi's Zhou Fang in Song Dynasty
The rain is fragrant, and the smoke locks the fishermen. Poems of Wang Guanguo in Song Dynasty
Unknown doubt is ambition, one poem is given, and two poems are saved. Deng Shen's Fu Zhi in Song Dynasty
Green apples and angelica dahurica are worried, not just Jiang Feng. Three Haruka Poems by Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty
Green apples and angelica dahurica languish, but Artemisia selengensis is content with life. Fan Chengda's Feng Pu in Song Dynasty
The apple lost its way and the lotus boat forgot to return. The Source of Xiangjiang River by Fan Chengda in Song Dynasty
Yin Ting Fu Su Zhinan Stage Green. Yu Xue Shi in Shen Yue's Southern and Northern Dynasties
Angelica dahurica stands in the cold, when the wind gently cuts the waves. Fishing songs of Hening in Tang Dynasty
The grass grows fast, the swallows grow new, and the branch pavilion looks at the south geese. Li Qunyu's angry brother in Tang Dynasty
It has been nearly five years since Pingzhi River was established, and I hate to hear the sound of wind and waves hitting the ship's side. Zhang Lei's Seven Poems after Leaving Beijing in Song Dynasty
I hate that Chu people don't know Yuan, but only know loneliness. Chou Xiang by Wu Mi and Chen Yiqing in Song Dynasty
This ship is a Lan Zhi silver carp with long bass. Quyi Fangpao suddenly visited me. Xue Shishi's Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman in Song Dynasty
Ye and he lived in peace, and the romantic relationship with this country has never been passed down. Zhou Wenpu's Mid-Levels Temple in Song Dynasty
Orchids smell sweet when they meet water. Man Ting seagull moves in the sunset. Chen Wang's Fisherman's Ci/Fisherman in Song Dynasty
Guan's Journey to the West with Bao Puzi seems to be a long memory. The Picture of the Song Dynasty of Tang Dynasty in Zhou Dynasty
The grass is full of autumn, where to find fragrant branches. Zhang Gui crossed Xiangjiang River in Song Dynasty.
If you don't see people holding hands, go down the mountain to pick green cockroaches. Tang Liqi dynasty's "Longmen Xifeng Xiao Liu Wang 18"
Be careful not to hurt Lan Zhi. Shen Quan recalled "Farewell to Ning" in Tang Dynasty.
Send a gift to Hejun, full of fragrance. Jiao Ran's Answer to Meng Xiucai in Tang Dynasty
The old jade is there, and there are countless new songs. Jiao Ran Tang people "Bai Pingzhou made Yang send Lu to the DPRK".
Local chronicles don't * * *, and xie floating clouds left home. Han Yi's "Journey to the South of Fujian" in Tang Dynasty
Who let the dream go back to Lan Zhi, but go to Phoenix in spring? Tide song "Huanxisha"
Under the hall, a clear spring and apples were born. Sun Yat-sen in Zhang Lei in Song Dynasty
Worried about drawing ink. Qu Qiong painted Jiang Nanyu. Bodhisattva Man in Zhang Xiaoxiang in Song Dynasty
In the pond, the grass is fragrant and the orchids are attacking you. Yang Shidao's Spring Tour in Tang Dynasty
Jade floats and chrysanthemums float, and Qiong Yao recommends local chronicles. In the Tang Dynasty, Cenxi people's "Auspiciousness in Lin Wei Mountaineering Pavilion on September 9th should be the same word".
3. Li Bai's poem Duiyu contains mo and money.
Chatting with the roller blinds, the grass is wet.
The ancient cave hides clouds, and the empty court weaves broken cigarettes.
You can't afford to worry about the waterline, but it's difficult to pull the windline.
Plough all day and walk in front of the river trees.
In a blink of an eye, the wind will set the color of clouds and ink, and the desert will be dark in autumn —— Tang Du Fu's "The Hut is Blown by the Autumn Wind"
My home is the first tree in West Wild Goose Lake, with faint ink marks in full bloom-Mo Mei by Wang Yuan Mian.
Dark clouds can't cover the mountain, but white rain can't jump off the boat-Shi read a drunken book in the lake building on June 27.
Giving talents is not equal to giving them-Qu Yuan's Li Sao in the Pre-Qin Dynasty
Remembering the Melody of Music and Ink, Striving for the Beauty of Zhou Dynasty —— Qu Yuan's Li Sao in Pre-Qin Dynasty
A sweater with a dense needle and thread, a new ink mark on a letter from home —— Qing River Shiquan's Year-end to Year-end.
4. Beautiful sentences about wisdom or peace. Teachers are kindling, igniting the fire in students' hearts; Teachers are stone steps, carrying students to climb steadily step by step.
You are like a candle, thin as it is, but with a little heat and light, it illuminates others and exhausts yourself. This selfless dedication is unforgettable. The language of your lectures is as sweet as a tinkling mountain spring, as cordial as a gurgling stream, and as exciting as a rushing river. ...
Spring silkworm has never said anything to brag about in her life, and the silver silk spit out is a ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest evaluation for you.
Your love is as warm as the sun, as warm as the spring breeze and as sweet as a clear spring. Your love is more severe than father's love, more delicate than maternal love, and purer than friendship. Your teacher's love is the greatest and cleanest in the world.
The value of fireflies is to shine on others with lights hanging from the back end; Your respect lies in always providing convenience for others.
Who scattered the rain and dew all over the earth? Who feeds the seedlings hard? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one is not as hard as you, and which one is not as smiling as you!