Poems about deer 1. What are the poems about deer
1. Song of returning at Night to Lumen Mountain/Night Returning to Deer Gate
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
a bell in the mountain-temple sounds the coming of night, I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry. People walked along the shore to Jiangcun Village village, and I also took a small boat to return to the deer door.
and soon the Lumen moonlight is piercing misty trees, I have come, before I know it, upon an ancient hermitage. Lonely mountain road silent forest road, only the hermit in this elegant come and go.
At dusk, the bell of the mountain temple echoed through the valley, and there was a noisy sound at Yuliang Ferry. People walked along the sandy shore to Jiangcun, and I also took a small boat back to Lumen. The moonlight at the deer gate made the mountain tree appear, and I suddenly came to Pang Gong's seclusion. Cold mountain road and quiet forest road, only secluded people come and go here gracefully.
2. A Journey to Lushan Mountain
Song Dynasty: Mei Yaochen
was comfortable with wild feelings, while Qian Shan was high and low. Along the way, MountGryRum mountains in front of the constant transformation, indulge in a person in the winding deep road of the wild, but forgot to go to where.
when the frost falls, the bear rises to the tree, and the deer in the forest drinks the stream. Can't see the building, also can not see the smoke, I can not help wondering whether there are people living in the mountains? Just then, suddenly heard a crowing of a crow in the distant hills.
In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain is spectacular, with thousands of peaks competing and rising and falling, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery. Along the way, the peaks and mountains were constantly changing in front of us, and I was intoxicated with the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, but I forgot where I went.
The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream. I can't see houses and smoke, and I can't help wondering whether there are people living in the mountains. At this moment, I suddenly heard a cock crow in the misty mountains in the distance.
3. A visit to a Taoist priest in Daitian Mountain
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
In the sound of dogs barking, peach blossoms are thick. See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't smell the bell at noon.
wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. No one knows where to go, and I am worried about two or three loose.
Translation: The faint barking of dogs is mixed with the gurgling sound of running water, and the peach blossoms are dewy. Deep in the Woods, elk are often seen. When I came to the stream at noon, I couldn't hear the bell of the mountain temple. Green wild bamboos cut through the blue clouds, and white waterfalls hung high on the green peaks. No one knows where the Taoist priest is, so I can't help worrying about a few strains of Gu Song.
4. Autumn Huai
Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu
It's not good to save things, why is autumn Huai gloomy! West wind wine flag city, drizzle chrysanthemum day.
it's a shame to eat and drink. When will the deer and cart drive, they will return to Yingdongtian.
What's wrong with this festival? But somehow, I can't help but feel dejected when I face the autumn scenery.
the west wind is hunting, and the wine flags in the city are flying in the wind; It is drizzling, and golden chrysanthemums are in full bloom everywhere.
The thought of state affairs and family affairs makes my temples gray. I feel ashamed to spend the imperial salary in vain. When can I satisfy my wish-holding a deer cart and returning to Yingdong to plow and plant mulberry?
5. Mountain Residence in Early Autumn
Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun
The mountain is near and it feels cold early, and the thatched cottage is frosty and sunny. The leaves are dying, and the window is on the sun; The pond is full, and the water still has no sound.
if the fruit falls, the ape will pass, but the dry leaves will smell the deer. Playing the Su-qin mood tranquil and tranquil, until the night only the sound of the sound of the sound of the company.
I feel the cold coming very early near the mountain, and the thatched cottage under the clear sky is covered with frost. The leaves are withered, and the sun shines on the edge of the window E799BE5BAA6E997AEE7ad94313336633665; The pond is full, but the water is still silent. The fruit on the tree ripens and falls, and the leaves are withered, so when you see an ape walking in the forest, you can hear the sound of deer walking. Playing the lute makes me feel calm. At night, only the sound of gurgling springs accompanies me.
2. What are the poems about "deer"
1. The author of A Journey to Lushan Mountain, Mei Yaochen, was comfortable with wild feelings in the Song Dynasty, while Qian Shan was high and low.
the good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely. The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains seem more silent and empty, and the silly bear is slowly climbing the big tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream of the brook.
where is he? There's a chicken outside the cloud. Vernacular translation: It just caters to my interest in natural scenery.
In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain is spectacular, with thousands of peaks competing and rising and falling. Along the way, the peaks and mountains were constantly changing in front of us, and I was intoxicated with the wild interest of sightseeing alone on the winding and deep path, but I forgot where I went.
The sun is rising, the frost and snow are melting, the mountains are becoming more and more quiet and empty, the stupid bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely drinking the gurgling water of the stream. Are there people living in the mountains? At this moment, I suddenly heard a cock crow in the misty mountains in the distance.
2. The peach blossom is full of rain in the sound of dogs barking in the Tang Dynasty by Li Bai, the author of A Visit to a Taoist in Daitian Mountain. See the deer when the tree is deep, but don't smell the bell at noon.
wild bamboos are green and misty, and flying springs hang blue peaks. No one knows where to go, and I am worried about two or three loose.
Vernacular translation: The faint barking of dogs is mixed with the gurgling sound of running water, and the peach blossom has a few dewdrops. Deep in the Woods, elk are often seen.
I came to the stream at noon, but I couldn't hear the bell of the mountain temple. Green wild bamboos cut through the blue clouds, and white waterfalls hung high on the green peaks.
No one knows the whereabouts of the Taoist priest, so I can't help worrying about a few strains of Gu Song. 3. The author of "Lingtai" started Lingtai in the pre-Qin Dynasty with an anonymous name.
if the common people attack it, it will be accomplished in a few days. Don't be anxious at the beginning, and the common people will come.
the king is in the spirit, and the stork is crouching. Deer are dying, and Bai Niao is dying.
Wang is in Linguma, and he jumps in the fish. My career is full of vitality, and my heart is full of vitality.
to talk about drums and bells is to be happy and brave. On drums and bells, on music and harmony.
the catfish meets the drum. Play the public.
Vernacular translation: Start planning to build a mourning platform, and make good arrangements for management and design. The people contributed to the construction, and it didn't take a few days to succeed quickly.
don't worry when you start planning, the people will come. The king is in the big garden, and the doe is lazy in the shade.
The doe is fat and has good fur, and Bai Niao's wings are really clean. The king is in that big pond, and the fish are jumping around.
The horizontal plate of the clock stand is tooth-worshipping, and the big drums and clocks are all available. Oh, the rhythm of the bells and drums is beautiful, and I am happy to leave the palace.
alas, the rhythm of the bells and drums is beautiful, alas, I am happy to leave the palace. Beat the drums, and the teacher plays songs and has a band.
4. The author of "Auspicious Day" is anonymous. In the pre-Qin dynasty, it was auspicious and auspicious, and he prayed. The hunting vehicles were ready, and the four horses were high.
to ascend to a great height is to judge from its ugliness. Gengwu lucky day, hunting horses have been chosen.
animals are alike, while deer and deer are alike. Remove the beast from the paint and reach the emperor's shooting area.
looking at the central plains, there are qi and kong. Run slowly, beasts, and swim in groups.
about the rate of information, Yan Tianzi is the best. The bowstring was pulled apart and the arrow was held in hand.
it's a big deal to make a small mistake. Game is brought to the guests, eat the same food and drink.
Vernacular translation: On the auspicious occasion of May Day, Mazu, the teacher and god, is sacrificed and enjoyed. The field cart is really beautiful, and the four stallions are big and strong.
drive up the hill and chase the animals. It's a good time to have a good day in Geng Wu, and choose a good horse.
the animals gathered in panic, and the stag and the female deer filled their eyes. Drive the wild animals to Qiju, where the hunting ground of the Emperor is located.
Looking at Yuan Ye from afar, there is a vast collection of animals. Or rushing or walking slowly, playing in groups of three or five.
the left and the right came around to make the son of heaven happy. My bow is full of strings and my arrow is in my hand.
shoot the sow over there, and shoot the buffalo over here. Cook prey, entertain guests, cheer and drink.
5. The author of A Short Song, Cao Cao, used wine as a song in Wei and Jin Dynasties. Life is geometric! Morning dew, for example, is much harder to go to Japan. Be generous, and worry is unforgettable.
how to relieve worries? Only Du Kang. Qing Qing is your collar, YY is my missing.
but for your sake, I have pondered it so far. A group of deer, yo, ate the Mugwort in that yuan ye.
I have a guest, blowing sheng. It is as clear as the moon, when can it be forgotten? Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.
the more you cross the street, the more useless you are. Talk about it? I miss the old grace.
there are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Three turns around the tree, what branch can you rely on? The mountains are never too high, and the sea is never too deep.
the duke of Zhou vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. Singing loudly in the face of fine wine, life is short and the sun flies.
It's like the morning dew is fleeting, and there are too many lost days! The songs on the table are passionate and generous, and melancholy fills the heart for a long time. By what to relieve depression? Only binge drinking can relieve you.
Students with blue collars, you make me miss you day and night. It's just because of you that I've been chanting deeply ever since.
In the sunshine, deer are chirping and eating leisurely on the green slope. Once the talented people from all over the world come to our house, I will play blowing sheng to entertain the guests.
When can I pick up the bright moon hanging in the sky? My long-held worries and resentments suddenly gushed out and merged into a long river Distant guests came to visit me one by one on the field path.
Meet again after a long separation, have a good talk, and strive to tell the old friendship. The moonlight is bright and the stars are sparse, and a group of nesting blackbirds fly south.
after flying around the tree for three weeks without folding their wings, where can they live? The mountains do not hesitate to see the towering rocks, and the sea does not abandon the trickle to see the grandeur. I would like to be as courteous as Duke Zhou, and I hope that the heroes in the world will sincerely submit to me.
3. Poems related to deer
"Winter Hunting" Li Shimin's Chu-Chu struggle, and Qin's corner deer worries.
Li Longji touched the ground, and saw the deer in the mountains. "Xiang He Ge Ci? Li Bai gave birth to Shi Hu Hall, and the deer went to Gusutai.
Qin Qu Ge Ci? "Mountain Man Persuades Wine" Li Bai each defends the wish of the rabbit and deer, and shame fights with the dragon and tiger. "miscellaneous songs?" Car is far away. Zhang Ji surprised the deer and rabbits to swim beside me, singing a rural song to the boy.
Visit the Old Sites in Jiangning to Xuanwu Lake. The mulberry field in Zhang Jiuling changed to the East China Sea, and the elk traveled in Gusu. Wan Gong Yong and Author: Wen Tianxiang married in Nanling for thirty years, and the countryside was hidden by the river.
Yanzhou avoids chaos in Du Gongbu and travels less by car and horse in Xiaze. Fame and fortune have no intention of paying for deer, and poetry and books have a kind of smoke.
it's hard to return to the jade in the wilderness of Changhuai, and the soul should still love the old hill. Birthday Author: Wen Tianxiang reminisces about the days when he lived in seclusion.
I went to the hall to celebrate my birthday, and picked out my clothes to meet Bin Rong. Carrying wine out of the suburbs, Jiang Hua greeted each other.
Poetry and surplus axis, resounding Shisheng Jin. When is the result, the ruling and opposition parties will be clear.
Life is full of joy, and Dili is incompetent. For example, fish in rivers and seas are indifferent to water.
know your father's kindness. Heaven and earth are generated together.
when your head suddenly falls to the ground, you are fascinated by the mist. The yellow house is windy and the garden is murderous.
the four seas are invincible, and you are old enough to walk. The guest is half-swinging, and his wife is falling.
I seldom cry for my loving mother, but I was defeated for a while. When the soldiers are tied up, the dome account is offered, and the prisoner's head is sent empty.
the pain is very strong, and I am willing to cook in a tripod. Life and death have been decided for a long time, and it is shocking to be humiliated.
if you don't want to get caught in the net, you can see the clouds and the clouds everywhere. Zhu Yan is getting less and less, and Xuanfa is beneficial to the stars.
the past was really a banana deer, but it was a grass firefly. I am worried about writing metaphysical language, and I feel the first time.
climb Penglai Gate in the morning and visit Furong City in the evening. Suddenly I came back to my old country and shook my heart.
if you want to see the servants at home, you will be overwhelmed with tears. Make friends and talk about the past, and be disappointed with the alliance of chickens and dolphins.
where did the empty flowers come from? They danced gracefully for me. When there is no one to sing, the birds can't listen.
know life is dear to a master, but a layman is vain. My life is comfortable, and I look at the dark on my cheeks.
Pei Song Author: Wen Tianxiang lost his deer in the Qin Dynasty, which made him rich and handsome. Princes and princes cannot leave Xu Ji's room.
at that time, when several officials were on duty, the kings of the four seas were idle. I still want to see the rainbow shining all over the world.
I've been here for thousands of years, and I'm weeping over the past. White clouds fall on weeds, and Mangdang Mountain looms.
the yellow river is the best in the world, and it will never return if it goes south. It is the knowledge of surplus and deficiency, and heaven is like a cycle.
daytime sleeping author: Wang Anshi's well is full of weeds, and the quinoa is also tired of helping. There is only one thing in a hundred years, and everything is always nothing.
abandon the deer in the banana and drive away the black house. Sleeping alone in the window in the afternoon, I often dream of Hua Xu.
Send it to Ceng Zi. Author: Wang Anshi, I have nothing to do with it, and I love my husband most. You are famous for your mountains, music and Thailand.
it seems that you don't want to let the dust in the world. Another example is the surging river, which does not run against the ditch.
when you reveal the sun and the moon, you will break the atmosphere. I'm extremely poor, so it's useless to make up for my position.
it is said that it is appropriate to follow the monarch for a long time, and the dirt will be eliminated. Life is indispensable, and everything you want is everywhere.
if you leave for more than five years, you will be imprisoned thousands of miles away. Throw yourself into the trap of falling customs, and the humble official will clamp himself.
everyone who lives in a flat is self-sufficient. Shake the southwest heart, dream of meeting the monarch.
I think you are humble, and I wish you a good job. If you are poor, you will be worried, and the disaster will cost you money.
if there are few women in the state, who can marry their sisters? Still sick for months, who can rely on medicine.
if the family is poor and provides for the narrow, who has nothing to do with the currency? Poems stab Tsao Gong, and sages are Hogwarts.
however, in times of peace, Tak Zesheng is prosperous. Luan Fengming came down, and Wan Yu came down.
Yo, yo, deer in the forest, fighting for the apple-eating cup. It is Gao Shishi who is often embarrassed.
since human resources are difficult, nature is particularly obscure. There are so many sages, but since ancient times, the cloud has been helpless.
Zhou Rengui is a woman, and Bian Que is a famous doctor. This world is impermanent, and it tends to be selfish.
but you believe in the Tao, and you are not ashamed of your health and poverty. Abandon the donation of human fun, and listen to the music.
I'm sure I'm fat and sweet, but I'm not willing to care about chaff. Although the dragon flies, it doesn't admire the snake cicada.
it's exciting, and I'm brave enough to forget my body. Why is it cooked by the Japanese, and the sick body is the same as Ai.
fame and fortune don't coincide, especially the years. Thinking is effective, and the tears are in the middle of the night.
you promised me that you would cure the chariot sooner or later. Although the mountain stream is harsh and evil, it looks up and gets confused (left eye and right city).
the peaks are jagged and the trees are green. Tongjiang road is especially driving, and it is singing under the flying pulp.
the fish village refers to the twilight, and the wine house looks forward to the morning. Clear mash is enough to eliminate worries, and jade crucian carp can be harvested.
if you want to go, you will not stay, and you will be dumped every day. I will see the color, and I will no longer seek Cai.
Yanling is an ancient gentleman who talks about pleasure and shame. The details are not enough, so I want to talk about it.
I see Ge Rui in my hair. Explore the depth and violate the strict wall, break the confusion and turn over the strong shackles.
I walk away from the garden, and occasionally sit in the shade. The night bed is even awkward, and the daytime food is rough.
when do you want to get together? I'll be thin and see my clothes. Poetry is sincere, and sincere words are not painted.
Seven Miscellaneous Poems by Huang Tingjian: This world is a lonely place, and the world wears away the green temples. After all, a few people really get deer, but they don't know that they dream of being fish all day long.
4. What are the ancient poems describing "deer"?
(Tang Dynasty) The Ballad of Qin People: The upper and lower parts are covered with each other, and the red deer turns upside down.
since China is swinging, his flesh and blood are safe. Life is long, and I hate to die young.
(Song) Lu You's Ten Poems with Chen Lushan: After 3 years in a hurry, the dream day is already frowning. Who knows, it's a pity that the sheep are dead, but there are deer that are happy. What was the original face? I recognized this reverse travel house.
you can't bear to be alone when you are born. Other ancient poems about deer: in the lonely study, I always think alone.
Look for the biography of Jiashu, and don't forget the poem of Jiao Gong. Short brown wind and frost come in, but it's still late.
I didn't go on a whim, but there was a deer gate period. Lu Chai (Wang Wei) there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, and yet I think I hear a voice.
where sunlight, entering a grove, shines back to me from the green moss. Night Return to the Deer Gate Song (Meng Haoran) a bell in the mountain-temple sounds the coming of night, I hear people at the fishing-town stumble aboard the ferry.
while others follow the sand-bank to their homes along the river, I also take a boat and am bound for Lumen Mountain. The moonlight of the deer door made the mountain tree appear, and suddenly I came to the hermitage of exile.
the thatch door, the piney path, the solitude, the quiet, only strangers come and go at night. On the son of Zhang's seclusion (two second songs) (Du Fu)