Su Dongpo's ten most classic poems are as follows:
1. Begonia
The east wind is full of glory, and the fragrance and fog are empty and the moon turns to the corridor.
I'm afraid I'll fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I burn high candles and shine red makeup.
2. Pear Blossoms in Donglan
Pears are pale white and dark green, and flowers are everywhere in Liu Xufei.
A piece of snow in Donglan makes life clear.
3. Drunk Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th
Dark clouds turned over the ink and didn't cover the mountain, and white rain jumped into the boat.
the wind comes and blows away, and the water looks like the sky below the lake.
4. The title Xilin Wall
When viewed horizontally, the mountain side becomes a peak, and the distance is different.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am in this mountain.
5, "spring night"
A spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy.
The sound of the song tube balcony is thin, and the swing yard is heavy at night.
6.
When will there be a bright moon?
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, I was drunk and drunk. I wrote this article, and I was pregnant.
when will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar.
I don't know what year it is tonight.
I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of the beautiful buildings and the lonely heights.
dance to find out what a shadow is like on earth.
turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and take photos without sleep.
there should be no hate. why should we be reconciled?
people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which is an ancient and difficult matter.
I wish people a long life, and thousands of miles away.
7.
On March 7th, it was raining in Shahu Road. The rain gear went first, and my peers were all in a mess, so I didn't feel it alone. It has cleared up, pretending to be the word.
don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not sing and walk slowly?
bamboo sticks and sandals are lighter than horses. Who's afraid? A raincoat of coir raincoat, let the wind and rain, still live my life.
The chilly spring breeze wakes me up, and it's slightly cold, but the hills are slanting to greet me.
8, "Nian Nujiao Red Cliff Nostalgia"
river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages.
to the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms.
Stones go through the air, and the waves beat on the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow.
the landscape is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time.
Back in Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao was married for the first time, and she was magnificent.
the feather fan's black silk scarf, while talking and laughing, vanished into smoke.
I wander in my old country, and I am passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, so I was born early.
life is like a dream, and one statue is still on the moon.
9.
Linjiang Xian wakes up and gets drunk after drinking Dongpo at night, and comes back as if he were in the middle of the night.
the child's breath has thundered. You shouldn't even knock at the door, but lean on your stick and listen to the sound of the river.
I hate the fact that I don't have this body. When can I forget the camp?
the night is calm and the lines are flat. Since then, the boat has passed away, and Jianghai has sent the rest of his life.
1.
Cow clothes and ancient willows sell cucumbers.
a long way to sleep after drinking makes a man thirsty for tea. Then knocked on the door of a villager, asked: can you give a bowl of tea?
Brief introduction of Su Shi:
Su Shi (January 8, 137—August 24, 111) was born in Meishan, Meizhou (now Meishan City, Sichuan Province), originally from Luancheng, Hebei Province, and was a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty.