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Ancient poems written by Du Fu, Bai Juyi, Yang Wanli, Lu You, Su Shi and Wang Anshi

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The best answer is Du Fu's poems

Visiting Longmen Fengxian Temple

I have traveled from Zhaoti,

I am staying in Zhaoti.

The yin and valleys produce empty sounds,

the moon forest scatters clear shadows.

The sky is like a latitude and longitude,

I am lying in the clouds and my clothes are cold.

If you want to wake up and hear the morning bell,

it is thought-provoking.

Wang Yue

How is Dai Zongfu?

Qilu is still young.

The clock of creation is beautiful,

Yin and Yang cut off the dusk.

Strata clouds grow in the chest,

The returning bird enters the canthus.

You will be at the top of the mountain,

and you will see all the small mountains at a glance.

Climbing the Yanzhou City Tower

On the day when Dongjun was approaching the court, (when Fu’s father was idle, he was the Sima of Yanzhou)

At the beginning of the tour of the South Tower.

The floating clouds reach the sea and Yue Dai,

The people in the plains are green.

The Guzhang Qin Monument is here,

The Lu Palace is left in the deserted city.

There are always ancient ideas,

I hesitate when I look at the view.

Two poems titled "Zhang's Living in Seclusion"

Spring Mountain has no companions and seeks each other alone,

Dingding Mountain is even more secluded due to logging.

The rest of the stream is cold and snowy,

The sun sets from Shimen to Linqiu.

Don’t be greedy to know gold and silver at night,

Watch the elk swimming in the morning from afar.

I am in high spirits and am lost in my origin.

I am suspicious of you.

We meet each other when we are young,

invite people to stay later.

Jitan □ (next to the "tan" fish) is blooming,

The spring grass and deer are blooming.

Du Jiu prefers to work and persuade,

Zhang Li does not seek outsiders.

The mountain road in front of the village is dangerous,

There is no need to worry about returning drunk.

Liu Jiufa, Cao Zhengxia, Qiu Shimen Banquet

The autumn water is clear and bottomless,

Xiao Ran is quiet and quiet.

The rafter cao rides on Yixing,

The saddle horse goes to the deserted forest.

When an official meets someone with a jade,

Hua Yan is worth one gold.

It’s better to blow horizontally in the evening,

The dragon is also singing in the river.

Bai Juyi's poems

Farewell to the ancient grass

The grass grows in the original grass, withering and flourishing every year.

The wildfire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.

I sent the king and grandson off again, and the love was full of farewell.

Ask Liu Shijiu

New fermented wine from green ants, small red clay stove.

It’s snowing in the evening, can you have a drink?

Harem Poems

My dream is wet with tears, and I sing in the front hall late at night.

My beauty is cut off before I grow old, and I sit leaning against the fumigation cage until dawn.

The Song of the Dusk River

A ray of setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red.

Poor on the third night of September, the dew is like pearls and the moon is like a bow.

Spring trip to Qiantang Lake

To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

Where are the early orioles vying for warmth in the trees, but whose new swallows are pecking at the spring mud?

The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves.

My favorite lake is the east side of the lake, with its white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars.

Poems of Yang Wanli

Walking up in early summer

Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty

The plums are sour and splash on the teeth, and the plantains are green and covered with window screens.

I sleep without thoughts for a long time, watching children catching willow flowers.

Chunqing cherishes the begonias in my hometown

Wanli Yang of Song Dynasty

The begonias bloom in my hometown today, and I dream about the brocade of Jiangxi.

Everything is spring, people are old alone, and after a year, Yan will return.

It is as green as the day, and it is like flying catkins when you want to fall.

If you don’t have that scenery, you can’t have a meal, so you can send poems to attract the Cuiqiong cup.

Chun Qing Huai Hometown Begonia

Song Yang Wanli

Bamboo edge pavilion and waterside pavilion, do not want anyone to follow you, just walk alone.

The wicker branches have no strength when it is warm at first, and the shadows of the flowers are not clear in the clear sky.

After the rain came to the quiet path, countless new birds made happy sounds.

The only thing I owe is the green gauze and the red meat reflecting the red color, and I have lost my husband after two years of cold food.

Read the biography of Yan Ziling

Wanli Yang of Song Dynasty

How can the guest star complement the rise of Han Zhongxing? There is a clear breeze in the sky, as cold as ice.

Amao was sent to move the Han tripod early, but where is the Yan Mausoleum in the world!

Crossing Yangcun

Wanli Yang in the Song Dynasty

There are many people on both sides of the stone bridge, just like villages separated by a river.

Zhongxin Hotel in the shade of Yangliu, small fishing boats under the grape trellis.

Red and white flowers line the water, and green and yellow wheat fills the sky.

Zheng'er Qinghe is still on the road, for whom do you work hard and don't return to the fields?

Sent to Luwuguan

Wanli Yang of the Song Dynasty

You live in the east of Zhejiang and I in the west of Jiangxi. There are a few new strands of silk in the mirror.

The flowers have fallen six times and the messages are sparse, and the moon shines thousands of miles away and we miss each other.

Li Du should not cross the sea of ??whales, and even more envied Kui Long gathering in Fengchi.

The Tao is that Fan Chuan kills lightly, just like comparing ten thousand households to a thousand poems.

Shangchun

Song Yang Wanli

I planned to have a lot of fun this spring, but I still missed the east wind.

If you don’t have dazzling eyes every year, you are either worried or sick.

Evening Breeze

Song Yang Wanli

The evening breeze does not allow you to see clear ripples, but allows heavy curtains to hang to the ground.

There are no mountains in the plains to cover the setting sun, and the west windows turn red when the moon comes.

Evening Breeze

Song Yang Wanli

The evening breeze is warm and slightly powerful, and the evening breeze is powerful and bully.

Why should you be angry when you feel cold? Who knows if there will be frost in the future?

Drama pen

Song Yang Wanli

Wild chrysanthemums and moss each cast money, gold, brass and green compete for beauty;

God gives poor poems Guests only buy Qingchou but not fields.

Relaxing in early summer and getting up from siesta

Song Yang Wanli

The plums leave sore teeth, the bananas are divided into green and window screens;

The sun is getting longer and I get up from nap No thoughts, just watching children catching willow flowers.

Small Pond

Song Yang Wanli

The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the trees shines on the water, which is clear and soft.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.

Out of Jingci Temple at dawn

Song Yang Wanli

After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

New Willows

Wanli Yang of the Song Dynasty

The willow branches are brushing the silver pond hundreds of feet, and they are not dark green, only light yellow.

Not necessarily a willow stick can be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water will make it grow.

Lu You's poems

Bu Suanzi. Ode to Plum Blossoms

Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, with more wind and rain. .

I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will be jealous of all the flowers. I will fall into pieces and turn into mud and grind into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.

Tell me your true love

Back then, I was looking for a chancellor thousands of miles away. Guard Liangzhou on horseback. Where does the dream of Guanhe end? The old mink fur is dark in dust.

Hu is still alive, his temples are beginning to fall, and his tears are empty. Who would have expected that in this life, my heart would be in Tianshan and my body would be in Cangzhou!

Partridge Sky

I live among the mist and the falling light, and nothing in the world matters. Pour out the remaining jade and walk through the bamboo, roll it up and lie down in the yellow pavilion to look at the mountain.

If you are greedy and arrogant, you may as well show off your appearance wherever you go. Yuan Zhi's creation has a different heart, but he is old and heroic!

Yu Jia Ao

Looking eastward, where is Shanyin? Thirteen thousand miles back and forth. The letters written home are full of paper! Shedding tears, the book will be returned next year.

Message to the Red Bridge under the water, when will the boat find its brothers? It’s so old to travel all over the world! Worried and sleepless, there are a few wisps of tea smoke on the temples.

Chaozhongcuo.Plum

You are not in a youthful place, speechless and desolate. A wandering life experience, very cold-hearted.

At the end of the month in Jiangtou, new poems Old dreams, loneliness and fragrance. Regardless of the spring breeze, I once knew Donghuang.

Walk on the sand. Worked on the mat of the floating jade pavilion in Danyang

The long pavilion is dark with green trees, and there are a few handfuls Li Zun. I often feel resentful, let alone a pedestrian in today's autumn scenery.

Clear tears soaked in the scarves, each of them lost their souls. A river of Li hate is evenly divided. An Qianxun crosses the iron. Lock, cut off Yanjin?

Xie Chichun

He joined the army in his prime, and he once swallowed the remaining prisoners in anger. The clouds are high and the smoke is rising at night. With a red face and green temples, he supports the carvings and garrison in the west. Laughing at the Confucian crown comes from many mistakes.

The dream of fame and fame is over, but it is like a boat in Wu Chu. A sad song and a sad tribute to the past. The mist is endless, where can I see Qinguan? Sighing that the fleeting years have become wasted jealousy again!

Night Tour in the Palace

The snow is rising in the morning, and the music is in chaos. Are you sleepwalking in an unknown place? The iron cavalry has no reputation and is like water. I want to go to Guanhe River, west of Yanmen, and on the edge of Qinghai.

Sleeping in the cold light, the sound leaks out and the moon tilts against the window paper. Since Xu Fenghou has been in Wanli. Does anyone know? Although the temples are broken, the heart is not dead.

Magpie Bridge Immortal

A windy moon and a raincoat, and his family lives in the west of Diaotai. The fish seller is afraid of getting close to the city gate, but why is he willing to go to the depths of the mortal world?

The tide is flowing, the tide is flat and the cable is tied, and the tide is falling and the song is returning. At that time, people mistakenly compared Yan Guang to Yan Guang, so I was the unknown fisherman.

Su Shi's poems

The meaning of summer

The courtyard is deep and the summer is clear, and the pomegranates are blooming all over the curtain.

The shade of the trees is all over the ground. At noon, I hear the sound of a wandering warbler in my dream.

Huaizhong late night mooring Dutou

The wild grass is green in the spring shade, and sometimes there are flowers and trees.

I parked my boat under the ancient ancestral hall at night, watching the wind and rain in the river.

Visiting the Canglang Pavilion in the early sunshine

The night rain continues in the spring water, and the delicate clouds are thick and warm, making it slightly sunny.

The curtains are thin, the sun is thin, the flowers and bamboos are quiet, and from time to time there are squabs singing to each other.

Poems of Wang Anshi

Pimai

The clouds in Pimai are pale and yellow, and the green shade gate lane is not very cool.

There is not even a single peach blossom here. I would like to ask how busy I am in spring.

Beipi Apricot Blossom

A spring water surrounds the body of the flower, and the shadows of the flowers and demons each take their own share of the spring.

Even if it is blown into snow by the spring wind, it is better than being crushed into dust by Nanmo.

Beishan

Beishan loses green and rises across the slope, gradually returning 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.

Beishan

The boat is made of cut wood for more than ten feet, and I lie down to watch the wind and moon reflect the lotus flowers.

The fragrance is refreshing and there is no heat, and sometimes there are fish jumping out of the fish.

Beishan Taoist planted pine trees

The wind warms the sunny slope and the snow has just melted, and you can see the greenery from afar in the valley.

Leidi Futianwu’s beloved, he was born here to listen to the tower bell.

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