# Poetry Appreciation# Introduction In real life or work and study, everyone may have collected their favorite poems. Poems are highly condensed sentences that reflect social life in a concentrated way. What kind of poems have you seen? The following is a collection of poems about smoke and smoke. I hope it will be helpful to you.
1. Poems about the smoke
1. The fragrant mist is thin and penetrates the curtain, melancholy in Xiejiachi Pavilion. ——Wen Tingyun's "Genggluzi·Liu Si Chang"
2. The blue sky opens and suddenly it is covered with clouds and mist. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Liyang Song Shaofu Zhi"
3. The sky opens, the clouds and mist are blue in the southeast, and the waves are red up and down in the sun. ——Yang Wanli's "Two Poems on Crossing the Yangtze River"
4. The clouds and mist in Jishan Mountain are thick and craggy, and the mirror water ripples even if there is no wind. ——He Zhizhang's "Lotus Picking Song"
5. The fish and dragon were in a trance under the stairs, and the clouds and mist were outside the window. ——Chu Guangxi's "A Banquet with Zhang Shiyu in the North Tower"
6. The sea fog in Autumn City is heavy, and the ministry goes out in the early morning. The vast sky merges with the sky, and the bright sun melts into the sky. Just look at the white hair on the temples, and look at the dense clothes. There is no distinction between Taoist and horsemen, and all the trees in the suburbs are as if they were lost. Fei Wei accidentally inhaled, and her skin became shuddering. After returning home, drink a cup, and the common people will suffer from the disease. ——Wei Yingwu's "Lingwu Xing"
7. Flowers are not flowers, and fog is not fog. It comes in the middle of the night and goes away at dawn. Come like spring, how long does it take to dream? Going like a cloud in the morning, nowhere to be found. ——Bai Juyi's "Flowers Are Not Flowers"
8. My love for the mountains is unwavering, and I will follow you wherever I go. ——Li Bai's "One of the Gifts from My Concubine, Nanping Prefecture"
9. On Fuyan in Jingyi, the guest pavilion is among the clouds and mist. ——Wang Wei's "Climbing the Hebei Tower"
10. The moon sets and the cold fog rises, meditating on the vast river. The birds are twittering and the trees are scattered, and the mountains and rivers are all blue. On the road in Momosha, outside the fields of Yunyunzhou. Just like leaning against a distant tree, I want to stop and go to the sky. ——Li Yi "Sitting in the Water Pavilion at Night and Poem to Know the Fog"
2. Poems about the smoke
1. The orchid gas has smoked the palace, and the new stamens are half-dressed. The color contains light and heavy fog, and the fragrance attracts the wind. The trees are thick and green, and the flowers are thin and red. It is still raining, as if it is far away in the sky. ——Li Shimin's "Fu De Hua Ting Fog"
2. The sky is connected with the clouds and waves, and the morning mist is connected, and the stars are about to turn and a thousand sails are dancing. ——Li Qingzhao's "The Proud Fisherman"
3. The rivers are foggy and the buildings are white in autumn, and the lights are green and the rain is green at night. There is not a single dream in the nine days, this path pays tribute to the morning star. ——Bai Yuchan's "Night Talk at Jianglou"
4. In the mountains and rivers, clouds and mists, when will the wanderers return? ——Wang Bo's "Pu'an Jianyin Wall"
5. The clouds and mist are gathering, and the moon is full. ——Anonymous Song Dynasty's "Fighting Quail·Trojan Horse Neighing in the Wind"
6. The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring. ——Li Qingzhao's "Linjiang Fairy Plum"
7. The fog opens on the Chengzhou River in Rizhao, and the gold-mining girls are all over the river. The beauties' jewelery and royal seals all come out of the waves in the sand. ——Liu Yuxi's "Lang Tao Sha"
8. Once the fog comes and the dew comes, it becomes barren in the ditch. ——Wen Tianxiang's "Song of Righteousness"
9. Duke Cao was fascinated by Chu Ze, and the Han Emperor came out of Pingcheng. The demonic atmosphere in Zhuolu is quiet, and the color of Danshan Mountain is bright. The smoke-like flying is slightly heavier, but the rain-like scattering is lighter. If it is not a sign of a bear, I would rather think about the love of a mysterious leopard. ——Li Qiao's "Fog"
10. The fog is heavy and the smoke is light, and the companion who came is nowhere to be found. ——Ouyang Xiu, "Butterflies in Love with Flowers, Yue Girls Picking Lotuses by the Autumn Water"
3. Poems about smoke and smoke
1. The east wind is full of glory, and the fragrant mist is filled with moonlight in the corridor. . ——Su Shi's "Begonia"
2. The water is cold and the smoke is light, and the fog is light and the clouds are thin. ——Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Recalling Qin'e·A Corner of the Sky"
3. The fog on the Pingming River is cold, and the fog rises on the Kema River. The boat is in Luoyang, and the moon is shining brightly. ——Wang Changling's "Farewell to Liu Shiwu's County"
4. The river fog is falling like a snowy sky, and I feel so drunk in front of the bottle that I don't know how cold it is. The peaches and plums in the back hall are still late in spring. Try to find the squid seeds and take a closer look. ——Su Che's "Play to Li Chaosan"
5. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang has infinite roads. ——Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night"
6. The tower is lost in the fog, and the moon is lost in the river. ——Qin Guan's "Tasha Xing·Chenzhou Hostel"
7. Knowing that it is the Prime Minister's army, the iron horse is covered with clouds and fog. ——Du Fu's "The Thirty Rhymes of the Nineteenth Man of Cui Shaofu, Baishui County, Gao Zhai"
8. The tailor's clouds and mist turned into royal clothes, and he knelt down and inscribed the title to the Dragon Boat Festival. ——Du Fu "Farewell and send me to the capital in imperial attire during the Dragon Boat Festival"
9. The old friends are far away, and the clouds and mist are floating in the countryside. ——Wang Bo's "Early Journey to Jiao'an and Lu Si"
10. The tower is lost in the fog, the moon is lost in the river, and the Taoyuan is nowhere to be found. It is worth mentioning that the solitary pavilion is closed in the cold spring, and the setting sun is setting in the sound of cuckoos. The plum blossoms are sent to the post, and the rulers are passed down from fish to fish. There are countless hates built into it. The Chenjiang River fortunately circles Chenshan Mountain, but why does it flow down to Xiaoxiang? ——Qin Guan's "Treading on the Shasha"
4. Poems about the smoke
1. The remaining clouds collect the green ridge, and the evening mist forms the sky. The belt is completely green, and the clouds are half red. It seems that the first moon is separated and the morning breeze is blowing. Also because they are three miles away, the crowns and covers are connected to each other. ——Li Shimin's "Clear Blue Mist in the Distant Mountains"
2. I only suspect that there are still monks from the Six Dynasties in the Yunwu Cave. ——Qian Qi's "One Hundred Untitled Poems on a Journey to the River"
3. The dense mist rises from the cave and ravine, and leads to Zapingchou in the distance. At first glance it seems to contain a dragon sword, but it also seems to reflect a mirage. The forest is dense with rain, and the path is filled with smoke. Fang Xie Gong took the lead and finally followed Yan Fu to travel.
——Su Weiwei's "Ode to the Mist"
4. The child servant walks in the clouds and mist, traveling with me in space. ——Chu Guangxi "Climbing the Qinling Mountains to Work, When the Traitors Return to the Country"
5. The Three Gorges is the turn of spring and winter, and the mountains and rivers are dim with clouds and mists. ——Du Fu's "Farewell to Li Yi"
6. Cangshan Mountain is silent at dusk, and the green view is about to sink. Leopards hide in the morning in the south, and monkeys sing at night in Wu Gorge. The weather is constantly cold and the scenery is dark and dark. After visiting the public supermarket, I will go to Huayin. ——Dong Sigong's "Ode to the Fog"
7. The boat on the spring water is like sitting in the sky, and the old flowers are like looking in the fog. ——Du Fu's "Xiao Han Shi Zhou Zhong Zhong"
8. The clutches and clutches are cloudy and misty, and the comings and goings are like the drifting wind. —— Ruan Ji's "The Biography of Mr. Adult"
9. The windows of the cloud-mist pavilion are filled with mist, and toothpicks hang down from the myriad treasures. ——Zhao Ruyi's "Three Treasures"
10. The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds and scented mist are far away. ——Nalan Xingde's "Bodhisattva Barbarian: The crystal curtain is a sad white"
5. Poems about the smoke and smoke
1. The waves of the Three Gorges go down to Jianghan, and the clouds and mist of Nine Doubts meet Wu Heng . ——Qian Weishan "Send off Cao Keming to Huguang Province"
2. The Qingming Festival has passed and the rain has not stopped, and the clouds and mist are still lingering at the foot of the four mountains. ——Lou Yao's "Poetry Collection of Bao Qingqing's Sickness and Not Going to the Bamboo Courtyard"
3. The grass is sparse and easy to get wet, and the clouds and fog are dense and difficult to open. ——Du Fu's "Plum Rain"
4. If you want to wear clouds and mist together with your lapels, you should first like to have Qiongju in your sleeves. ——Bai Juyi's "Reward for Luoyang South in Early Spring"
5. The heavy fog has swallowed up the color of the sea, and the light frost is still filing the flower branches. ——Fang Qian's "Spring Day"
6. The sand and dust beat on the horse's sweat, and the fog and dew condensed on the mink fur. ——Cen Shen "On the way to Longshan for the first time, I presented to Judge Yuwen"
7. Thick mist and thick clouds worry about the eternal day, and the auspicious brain eliminates the golden beast. ——Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers, Thick Mist, Thick Clouds and Worry of Everlasting Day"
8. Looking back, I looked down at the world, but I couldn't see Chang'an, but the dust and fog. ——Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"
9. The drizzle is drizzling, the river is foggy, and the fog is dim. I sit on the cao and chat without running in the mud. Selling salt and wine makes you aware of the same disease, but with a smile, there is no need to pay tribute to the north gate. ——Su Che's "Ci Yun Feng Yi Tong Nian"
10. The beauty of the beauty is thousands of miles away, with a few mist screens and cloud curtains. ——Wu Wenying's "Yuluchi·Guajing Du Mid-Autumn Eve"
11. The bright flowers and the dark moon cover the light mist. It's good to go to Langbian tonight. ——Li Yu "Bodhisattva Barbarian·The bright flowers and the dark moon cover the light mist"
12. The mountains and rivers of Ba Kingdom are gone, and the smoke is blooming at Jingmen.
——Chen Ziang's "Visiting Jingmen and Looking at Chu"