According to content, it can be divided into landscape poems, pastoral poems, frontier poems, farewell poems, poems about things, poems about immortals, knight-errant poems, epic poems, poems about boudoir, poems about wanderers, etc.
Landscape poems:
Many. The boundary with pastoral poetry is not very clear. "Wang Tianmen Mountain":
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward until it returns. The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and a solitary sail comes from the sun.
Idyll:
Not much, but still some. "Staying at the House of Xun Yun at the foot of Wusong Mountain":
I stayed under Wusongshan, feeling lonely and joyless. Tian Jiaqiu is suffering. The neighbor's girl is in the cold at night. Kneel down and eat the carved rice, the moonlight shining on the plain plate. It's embarrassing. I can't eat with three thanks.
Frontier Fortress Poems:
"Fortress Song":
It is snowing in the mountains in May, there are no flowers, only cold. I heard "Breaking Willow" in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery. Fight with the golden drum at dawn, and hug the jade saddle at night. I am willing to put my sword down from my waist to kill Loulan.
Farewell poems:
Many. "Farewell to Meng Haoran in Guangling":
My old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March. The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
Poetry about things:
It can also be regarded as a poem about expressing feelings. Chanting wine and chanting the moon is a reserved theme of poetry immortals, and there are too many such as "Wine to Ask the Moon". Other chants include "The Jade Pot Song":
The martyrs hit the jade pot, cherishing their old age. Three cups, swords and dancing in the autumn moon, suddenly burst into tears and ripples.
"Wine and Ask the Moon": When will the moon come in the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask. People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people. The bright sky is as bright as a flying mirror, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear brilliance. But seeing the night coming from the sea, would Ning know if Xiang Yunjian is there? The white rabbit makes medicine, autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? People today cannot see the moon of ancient times, but today's moon once illuminated the ancient people. People in ancient times and today are like water flowing, and it is the same when they look at the bright moon. I only wish that the moonlight would always shine in the golden cup while singing and drinking.
Poems about Immortals:
There are also many. "Sleepwalking Tianmu chants and leaves behind"
Haike talks about Yingzhou, the smoke and waves are dim and it is difficult to find a letter. The more people are talking about Tianmu, the bright clouds may disappear or be visible. Tianmu reaches the sky and stretches across the sky, pulling out the five mountains to cover Chicheng. The rooftop is 48,000 feet long, and it is tilted toward the southeast. I want to dream of Wu Yue and fly across the Jinghu Lake in the moonlight overnight. The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi River. Xie Gong's residence is still there today, and the Lu River is clear and the apes are singing. Wearing Xie Gong's clogs, we climbed the Qingyun Ladder. Half of the wall can see the sea and the sun, and the sky can smell the chickens. Thousands of rocks have many twists and turns, and the path is uncertain. The lost flowers leaning against the rocks are suddenly dim. Bears roar and dragons sing in Yinyan Spring, and chestnut trees in deep forests are shocking to the top of the mountain. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke. There was a thunderbolt when the columns were missing, and the hills collapsed. The cave sky stone fan opens suddenly. The vast blue sky has no bottom, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the kings of clouds come and go one after another. Tigers, drums and harps come and Luans return to the carriage, and immortals come and line up like hemp. Suddenly my soul palpitates and my soul moves, I suddenly start and sigh. But when I sleep on my pillow, I lose the ever-present haze. The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards. Farewell, when will you come back? Let me leave the white deer among the green cliffs, and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as I have to go. An Neng's ability to bend his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful makes me unhappy!
Rogue Poems:
A very important category in Li Bai’s thought. "Xia Ke Xing":
Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xue Ming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.
Kill one person in ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and hides his body and name.
While passing Xinling for a drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward. He will be eating Zhu Hai while holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.
Three cups of vomiting promise will make the five mountains seem lighter. After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and vitality are born.
He waved the golden hammer to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first. The two heroes of Qianqiu are famous in Daliang City.
Even if a hero dies, he still has the fragrance of his bones, but he will not be ashamed to be the best in the world. Who can write to Your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra?
Epic poetry:
Also called nostalgic poetry. "Ancient Style 3":
The king of Qin swept Liuhe, how majestic it is to look at him. Swing your sword to cut through the floating clouds, and all the princes will come to the west. The clear judgment comes from the apocalypse, and the roughness leads to the talents. Withdraw the troops and cast the golden man, and open Han Valley due to the east. Ming Gong Kuaiji Ridge, galloping to look at Langye Terrace. 700,000 prisoners were sentenced to Tulishan Kuma. I still want to take the elixir, but my confusion makes my heart sad. Lian Zhi shoots sea fish, and the long whale is facing Cui Wei. The forehead and nose resemble the Five Mountains, making waves and spraying clouds and thunder. The mane covers the blue sky, how can you see Penglai? Xu City is carrying Qin's daughter. When will the boat return? But under the three springs, there is a golden coffin buried in cold ashes.
Poems about boudoir:
Including poems about palace resentment and poems about missing a wife, but they are rare in Li Bai's works. "Chang Gan Xing":
The concubine's hair first covers her forehead, and there is a drama in front of the door. Lang came riding a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Living together for a long time, the two children have no doubts. The fourteenth year is a gentleman's wife, and she has not yet shown her shame. He lowered his head towards the dark wall and called out a thousand times. I raise my eyebrows at the age of fifteen, wishing to be like dust and ashes. How can I go to the husband-watching platform if I always keep my letter holding the pillar? The Sixteenth Lord is traveling far away, and Qutang Yan is ready to pile up. The month of May is untouchable, the apes cry in mourning in the sky. There are traces of late movements in front of the door, covered with green moss. The moss is too deep to be swept away, and the leaves fall early in the autumn wind. In August, butterflies come and fly on the grass in the West Garden. Feeling this hurts my heart, I sit and worry about my beauty getting old. Get off the bus in the morning and evening and send the book home in advance. It's not far to meet each other, until the wind blows in the sand.
Wandering Poems:
That is, homesickness poems. "Quiet Night Thoughts":
There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown.