Repeat Wang Wei's poems

Wang Wei's 20 most beautiful poems: there are pictures in the poems, and every sentence is Zen.

Clue:

Wang Wei (70 1-76 1) was born in Zhou Pu, Hedong (now Yuncheng, Shanxi) in the Tang Dynasty. Born in Qixian County, Shanxi Province, he was a famous poet and painter in the Tang Dynasty. In the 19th year of Kaiyuan (73 1), Wang Wei was the first scholar. Li Guan, you picked up the remains, and the prison army made suggestions and arranged for us to meet in Hexi. In the first year of Tang Suzong's rule, he served as the right minister of history, so he was called "Wang Youcheng".

Wang Wei is proficient in poetry, calligraphy, painting and music. He is famous for his poems, especially his five words, which praise the landscape and countryside. Together with Meng Haoran, he was called "Wang Meng" and "Shi Fo". Calligraphy and painting are particularly wonderful, and later generations promoted it to the ancestor of Nanzong landscape painting. Su Shi commented: "Poetry is full of paintings; Look at the picture, there are poems in the picture. "

Most of Wang Wei's poems are idyllic, depicting natural beauty and revealing leisure interest in his leisure life. Wang Wei's landscape poems, usually in the form of five laws and five sentences, are short in length, delicate in language and soothing in syllables, which are especially suitable for expressing the tranquility of landscapes and the poet's leisurely mood. Wang Wei's achievements in poetry are various, including frontier poems, landscape poems, metrical poems and quatrains.

The following are 20 excellent poems by Wang Wei. You can slowly appreciate and appreciate the beautiful artistic conception in Wang Wei's poems!

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You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world.

Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?

gum arabic

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Send yuan twenty-one Xi

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

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.

Birdsong stream

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.

Nei Nei

The branches of the topmost hibiscus flowers are full of scarlet calyx in the mountains.

The mouth of a stream is silent, without a trace. They open and fall.

Vacation in the mountains reminds me of my brothers in Shandong.

I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.

When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.

Chai Lu

No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.

Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss.

Zhuliguan

I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.

It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.

say goodbye to

Please have a drink with your horse and ask your friend where you are going.

You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life.

Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.

The Hanjiang River is flooding.

Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.

The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.

Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.

These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .

Answer the deputy magistrate Zhang.

When people get old, they especially like silence and are indifferent to everything.

I think that there is no brilliant strategy to serve the country, only to retire to the mountains and forests.

Wide wind, the wind in the shade, the moon shining on the right to play the piano.

To know the truth about the poor, please listen to the fishing songs in the deep water.

Climb to the top

Riding a bike to visit the border and passing through Juyan County.

Pengpeng also floated out of Korea, and the geese heading north also flew into the sky.

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

When I arrived at the small pass, I met a spy waiting for the knight and told me that Dou Hu was in Yan.

An autumn night in the mountains.

The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.

The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.

The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

Above Ji Xiang Temple

I don't know where Ji Xiang Temple is, so I climbed several miles into the clouds and peaks.

Ancient trees are towering, but there are no pedestrian paths, and there are bells in the mountains in the temple.

The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.

In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.

My retreat in Zhongnanshan.

After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.

Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.

Zhong Nanshan

Its huge height is close to the city of heaven, from the mountain to the corner of the sea.

The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.

Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?

After a heavy rain, I was in Wangchuan's cabin.

Rain is stored in the forest, smoke comes slowly, and steamed quinoa is used to cook millet.

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

I learned to watch the morning glory in the mountains calmly and eat sunflower seeds with dew under the pine trees.

Why should I scare seagulls, even if I think about it, by giving the honorary position to any clown? .

A farmhouse by the Weihe River.

In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path.

A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.

There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves.

Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.

No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .

clear stream

I have sailed on the river of yellow flowers and been carried by the green stream.

Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.

The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees.

The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.

In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water.

Please stay on the rock and cast the fishing line forever! .

A letter to Pei Di from my cabin in Wangchuan.

The mountain is cold and blue now, and the autumn water has flowed for a day.

At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze.

Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.

Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? .

The six shortest Zen poems are beautiful.

Foreword: In poetry, there is life.

Find yourself

Looking for spring all day, not seeing spring,

Mango shoes break through Lingtou Cloud;

When I came back, I smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Spring has been in the branches for ten minutes.

-Tang Wuji Zang

Where can a person find himself when he pursues outward in the southeast and northwest?

We are in our hearts. When we find ourselves, we find our nature.

It is not easy to find yourself and know yourself.

And people in the world often don't know themselves, ignorant and distressed, how pitiful!

Get rid of confusion

Come without a trace,

Pay attention to current events;

Why do you ask more about floating things?

Only this floats in the dream.

-Tang Bird Ke

People can't get rid of confusion from birth to death

If you can't see through and life is full of confusion, then people can only fall into it, sink again and again, and finally get nothing.

Gather and disperse with fate

Look at the flowers, the trees are full of red,

The flowers and trees are still empty at dusk;

If you compare flowers with human things,

Flowers and human affairs.

-Tang Longya

Flowers bloom and fall, life and death are impermanent.

Nothing in the world is constant, and nothing is unique. Everything depends on karma.

As the saying goes, "if you gather, you will become, and if you disperse, you will die." We should cherish each other.

The heart is normal.

There are flowers in spring and moons in autumn.

It's cool in summer and snowy in winter.

If you don't mind your own business,

This is a good time on earth.

-Song Wumen Hui Kai

Hunger means eating, sleepiness means sleeping, heat means cooling, and cold means fire.

Normal mind is natural, not artificial.

There is no right or wrong, just walking, sitting and lying down, and packing by plane.

casual

Inadvertently running down the mountain,

Cloud back to the hole is unintentional.

If life is like a cloud,

In spring, Cycas bloom all over the world.

Song, this temple is clean.

A free and easy life is the life of a Zen master. In line with their own nature, why pursue fame and fortune?

All speech acts in the world are just shadows projected by the mind.

Life is short, give up things outside, give up fame and fortune.

Only in this way can we live freely, wonderfully and freely.

Go and stay in life

I only see willow green in spring,

The autumn wind sees chrysanthemum yellow again,

Glory is always a dream at night,

Rich as September frost.

-Ming Hanshan Deqing

A year has the alternation of spring, summer, autumn and winter, the ups and downs of the soul, and the reincarnation of people.

There is really nothing worth our persistent nostalgia.

Don't just be busy with the immediate prosperity, but also with our long-term future.

The appearance of a life will always leave a memorial for the world.

Recite at least one of the most beautiful poems

I like you to be quiet. Pablo Nie Luda.

I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.

You listen to me from a distance, but my voice can't touch you.

It seems that your eyes have flown away, like a kiss, sealing your mouth.

When everything fills my soul,

You emerged from everything and filled my soul.

You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams. You are like the word melancholy.

I like your silence, as if you had already left.

You sound like you're lamenting, a butterfly moaning like a dove.

You hear me from a distance, and my voice can't touch you;

Let me be quiet in your silence.

Let me talk to you through your silence,

Your silence is as bright as a lamp and as simple as a ring.

You are like the night, with loneliness and stars.

Your silence is the silence of the stars, far away and bright.

I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.

Distant and sad, as if you were dead.

At that time, a word and a smile were enough.

I'll be happy because it's not true.

When you're old, Ye Zhi

When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy.

Take a nap by the fire. Please write down this poem.

Read slowly and recall the tenderness of your eyes in the past.

Recall the heavy shadows of their past.

How many people love you when you are young and happy?

Worship your beauty, hypocrisy or sincerity

Only one person loves your pilgrim soul.

Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face

Hang your head, beside the glowing red fire.

Whispering sadly about the passing of love.

It paced slowly on the mountain overhead.

A face is hidden among a group of stars

Farewell to Xu zhimo of Cambridge

I left quietly, just as I came gently.

I waved gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the west.

The golden willow by the river is the bride at sunset.

Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.

The green grass on the soft mud is oily and swaying at the bottom of the water.

In the gentle waves of He Kanghe River, I would like to be an aquatic plant.

The pool under the shade of elm trees is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.

Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated.

Looking for dreams? Hold up a long pole and stroll back to a greener place on the grass.

Full of the splendor of a boat, singing in the splendor.

But I can't play songs. Quiet is a farewell party.

Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight.

I left quietly, just as I came quietly.

I waved my sleeve and didn't take away a cloud.

Xi Murong, youth.

All endings have been written.

All the tears have also flowed out.

I suddenly forgot what kind of beginning this was.

On that old summer day that is gone forever //( 1)

No matter how hard I pursue it,

Young you are just passing by.

And your smile is extremely shallow.

Gradually disappear into the haze after sunset//

Then open the yellow title page.

Fate has bound it badly.

I looked at it again and again, with tears in my eyes.

But I have to admit.

Youth is a book that is too hasty.

Facing the sea, spring blossoms.

-Haizi (China)

From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;

Feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world.

From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.

Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.

From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.

Tell them my happiness,

What did the lightning of happiness tell me,

I will distribute it to each of them.

Give every river and mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.

I wish you a bright future,

May you lovers get married!

May you be happy on earth.

I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.

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