What are some good poems by Wang Anshi?

1. "Spring Night"

The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.

The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing.

2. "Climbing Feilai Peak"

At Qianxun Pagoda on Feilai Mountain, I heard the rooster crow and saw the sun rising.

Don’t be afraid of the floating clouds covering your eyes, because you are at the highest level.

3. "Song of Manna"

It's hard to be happy even if you hold nothing in your mouth. All are colorless.

Where does the sunny sky come from? What a piece of cake.

4. "Song of Manna"

In the valley at sunset in the cold weather. The gravel turned into water.

The branches on the pond gradually become more and more sparse. Only old friends know.

5. "Song of Manna"

Put a stick of incense in your hand. It should not exist in the human world.

It is suspected that the spring snow has not disappeared. What dynasty is today.

6. "Gexi Station"

The moon is missing and the moon is dim, but a lamp comes to illuminate the autumn bed.

When you are sick, you feel the wind and dew most early, and when you return to your dream, you don’t know how long the mountains and rivers are.

Sitting there, I feel that the songs of my age are generous, and I look at the desolate look of the world.

The chirping cicadas are even more confusing to people's ears, and they are hugging the sparse tung leaves, which are half yellow.

7. "Ming Fei Song"

Ming Fei married Hu Er for the first time, and hundreds of felt carriages were all Hu Ji.

The words of passion are nowhere to be found, and they are conveyed to the pipa and the heart knows itself.

The golden pole stirs the spring breeze, and I watch Feihong persuade Hu Jiu.

The maids in the Han Palace wept secretly, but the passers-by on the sand looked back.

8. "Song of the Concubine Ming"

When the Concubine Ming first left the Han Palace, her temples and feet were wet with tears in the spring breeze.

The wandering figure has no color, but the king cannot control himself.

When I came back, I was surprised by the painter's hand. I had never seen it before in my life;

I couldn't paint the origin of the mood. It was a waste of time to kill Mao Yanshou.

9. "Qingpingle"

I can't stay in the spring, and I have exhausted my words.

The red palace and brocade are stained all over the ground. It was windy and rainy in the South Garden last night.

When Xiao Lian first played the pipa, his thoughts wandered around the world at dawn.

10 The long thatched eaves are swept clean and free of moss, and the flowers and trees are planted by hand.

A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green, and two mountains with rows of gates bring in green.

11. "Inscription on the Wall of Taiyi Palace in the West"

The willow leaves are singing in the dark green, and the lotus flowers are red in the setting sun.

Thirty-six spring water, longing to see the south of the Yangtze River.

12. "Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and losing a plum blossom poem"

Huafa is happy to see plum blossoms in spring, and one of them is piled high with snow on the roadside.

When he recalled the old days of Nanmo in Fengcheng, it was difficult for Xiangyao to come with the post envoy.

13. "Yuan Day"

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new ones.

14. "Plum Blossom"

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it’s not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

15. "Boarding at Guazhou"

Between Jingkou and Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?

16. "Crossing the Fortress"

Drinking on the sand in Zhuozhou and watching the Little Khitans dancing in the spring breeze.

Seyyu cleverly makes the swallows cry, and the Han clothes are wet!

17. "Lonely Tong"

The nature is dense and lonely, hundreds of fathoms high.

Lingxiao will not give in to himself, but he will be humble when he gets the ground.

The roots become stronger with age, and the leaves become darker when the sun shines brighter.

When I think about it in the bright future, I would like to play the five-stringed harp.

18. "The Fragrance of Cinnamon Twigs"

I came to see you off, it was late autumn in my motherland, and the weather was beginning to calm down.

Thousands of miles of clear river seems to be flowing, and the green peaks are like clusters.

Returning to the sail to sail in the setting sun, with the west wind at my back, and the wine flag standing tilted.

The clouds are light on the colorful boats, the herons are rising on the stars and rivers, and it is difficult to draw a picture.

19. "Huanxi Sand"

The hundred-acre atrium is half covered with moss. The white water lingers in front of the door.

How many people can come to Aixian?

The corridor of the small courtyard is silent in spring, and there are two or three apricots planted in the mountain peach stream.

For whom it is scattered and for whom it is opened.

20. "Beishan"

When Beishan loses green and rises across the pond, the straight cut returns to the pond.

I count the fallen flowers in detail because I have been sitting for a long time, and I am slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.