Classical poems describing December.
Author: Bao Zhao
The north wind is December.
It snows like a towel.
This is really a sad festival.
Melancholy, nostalgia, affection.
You will get two concubines.
They are all from Luoyang.
Huanhuan, good-looking
Leisure waist.
The skin is as bright as snow.
Smooth as a god.
Pride, love and expectation.
Charming lips.
I'm wearing a mixed suit.
Jewelry is a mess, Joan.
Dance in tune.
Sing Chen Liang for me.
Life is about complacency.
Willing to treat Shen Jun.
Fortunately, it's dusk in winter.
The night is still dark.
Two sets for a long time.
The corner pillow has been double aged.
I wish you an early rest.
Leave a song for three springs.
Long and short star songs
Author: Huang Tingjian
In the first month, there is nowhere to avoid the evil wind in Qize.
The teenager was shot and returned with a white forehead. He was 2 1 year old when the flag was awarded.
February Rabbit, Momo's fame belongs to Sidu.
Zhongshan Maosui will be returned, and who is 19 will be plural.
In March, I will definitely fall into a bowl full of pots.
I want to have sex when I get up, and I will see Feng Yun when I am sixteen.
April snake and hydra complement each other to form the Jin family.
Qu yuan has been away from Sao for twenty-five years, but he can't push his resentment to death.
In may, the wind of the fifteen countries was sung and written more.
Korea will come from the West Pole. Twenty-five cities are not worth the price.
Sheep in June, ten-year-old children grazing on the roadside.
He was angry with the stranger. His predecessor's surname was Huang twenty years ago.
Monkey in July, Hengshan, eight lives in a row.
When I was twenty-two, I thought I was riding the clothes of a local cow.
Chicken in August, Lingtai in the Second Temple crows.
Even the wind and rain 189, the waning moon is faint.
Dogs in September, three caves and four wastes.
At dusk, the rabbit was sixteen or seventeen years old, and Agnes and Suzaku were behind.
October pig, bald and smiling.
I am willing to die for Lu Jinbo and declare the 14th capital of Wang Lan.
November Rat, Twelve Chen and Dragon and Tiger.
Twenty-two years to see the fairy fly, once into a bat.
Cattle in December, hundreds of families drunk Kyushu.
The corner is about 25 inches, and the material of the good bow is cattle with cattle.
The two rhymes before he was released from prison.
Author: Su Shi
? A work:1On February 28th, Meng En was responsible for sending two rhymes to the assistant of Huangzhou League, a member of the school's water department. One hundred days' return is in spring, and the happiness of the disabled is the most important thing.
When you go out, you will be blown by a whirlwind and be fascinated.
But it is a dream to be confused about the wine glass, and it is like a god to try poetry.
Why should this disaster be deeply blamed? Is there a reason to steal?
I am tired after writing all my life, and I have never lost my reputation.
One more cold day, the chickens in the city will not fight.
Retired official Peng Ze, poor and without wine, has a wife who is ill in Guiwei Mo.
I can laugh at the troubles of the old man in Suiyang. I voted for Jiangxi.
? Son was imprisoned by Yu Wen, begging for official titles to redeem the remaining crimes, and demoting Yunzhou to be a wine supervisor.
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Li Wei plays the flute? Parallel quotation?
Author: Su Shi
Dongpo was born on December 19, the fifth year of Yuanfeng.
Buy wine under the cliff, stand on the peak, and lean on the nest.
When the wine is full, the flute sounds on the river.
The guests were Guo and Shi, who knew each other well and said, "The flute is innovative and not vulgar.
"Asked the prisoners, when Li Wei, a scholar, celebrated Wenpo's birthday and wrote a new song called He Nanfei.
Before calling, the green scarf and purple hair just want to play the flute.
Not only playing new songs, but also doing math quickly, with the sound of breaking through rocks and clouds.
All the passengers were drunk.
Entrusted sleeve took out a piece of paper, which read, "I don't want anything from the public, but a four-line poem is enough.
"Slope swam away with a smile.
Lonely cranes fly south on the mountain, taking me south to Jiuyi Mountain.
Everyone in the underworld plays the flute, and when he is poor, he makes qiuci again.
Send six poems to Qiao Tong and He Jun (with narration)
Author: Su Shi
The old news is that Governor Jing and the Ministry of Water Resources were immortals in the late Tang and Five Dynasties.
Emperor Zhang Sheng sealed it in the east, and some of it fell on the left side of the road. They called on He Kang, a member of the Ministry of Water Resources, and left again. I don't know about it.
I've seen it, seen it, been scared, looked for it.
At the beginning of the heyday, disciple Yu Chengzhe entered Buddhism and Taoism to create tens of millions of statues.
Zhang Gongan's knife and Cheng You have their own merits.
And Qiao Tong, who died of wind and disease. He asked us to learn Tao. This year, we are 80 years old and healthy.
No one saw the congratulations again, but only a few people did.
In the second year of Yuan You in December, I came to the capital for ten days, so I couldn't stay long. Congratulations on my stay in Mengshan during the Yuan Dynasty, and say that my teacher has tasted the realm of Mi You, and I know you on Changshan Road, if I like you.
Write a poem and give it five quatrains.
You are twenty years old and beautiful, and you have just had a serious illness.
The beautiful woman with white hair surprises his wife and his wife, and looking in the mirror makes him too tired to dislike his body.
This is a loose mountain, a loose mountain, and this road has escaped Dr. Lu Qin.
Fang Ryo Hitomi lit up, and I was too lazy to scream again.
Realizing that this body is not me, Tim ran the lotus out of the mud.
Crossing Weifang village with my teacher in the east. ) Look at me tossing two rounds of Zhu at the top of the mountain.
I'm afraid the fairy got mixed up with the butcher. I came to 80 boxes with a drooping beard.
Going up the mountain is like flying to help others, but you are afraid to go to Chongqing because you have an appointment in the East.
In the new year, I am a member of the old Confucianism. Autumn winds come and go, and I have no date.
The grown-up soldiers left long ago. They were late for Yuan You Taiping.
Don't be surprised at the changes in Sangtian. Come and see the tortoise.
Zeng Dongyou sealed jade dust with a short brown scarf.
Playing with empty surnames in the palace at night, looking at the clouds and ethereal people.
This is not an old problem, but a close call.
I just know that I haven't seen Emperor Gao, just like being good and being old.
Old news says that Jin Langguan's predecessors have changed a lot.
I heard that Dongmeng has a place to live and is willing to pay for burning Dan.
The eternal romantic season is true, and the most regrettable thing is the drunkard fairy.
It is useless to sing and dance wildly, and it is refreshing between millet, rice and quinoa soup.
Palindrome of two dreams (parallel narration)
Author: Su Shi
1On February 25th, the snow began to clear up. The dreamer boiled a small group of tea with snow and let the beauty sing and drink.
I wrote a palindrome poem in my dream, but I remembered one of the lines, that is, the story of a swallow spitting flowers, followed by two quatrains.
Xiuyan jade bowl filled with silk, flowers spit blue shirt.
The song swallows the water clouds and condenses the quiet courtyard, and the dream scares the snow and rocks.
Empty flowers fall into the urn, and the mountains melt snow every day, and the river rises.
Red baking shallow ou new fire, dragon ball small grinding bucket to clear the window.
Carboniferous (parallel introduction)
Author: Su Shi
Pengcheng has no Carboniferous period.
In December of the first year of Yuanfeng, he sent a patrol to the north of Baitu Town in southwest Guizhou, where he smelt iron and became a soldier, sharper than Chang Yun.
Didn't you see that the rain and snow the year before last damaged pedestrians and the residents in the city were blown apart by the wind?
Half a bundle of wet wages, knocking at the door at dusk has nowhere to change.
Unexpectedly, there are treasures in the mountains, driving like a million cars.
No one knows the paste, and the wind blows away.
Roots and seedlings are endless, and thousands of people inspire thousands of people to see them.
The more you throw mud, the more brilliant it is.
The chestnut forest in Nanshan is gradually resting, and the stubborn mine in Beishan is forging.
Cast a hundred chain knives for you and cut the whale into ten thousand pieces.
Drum stone
Author: Su Shi
Ugly in winter and December, new to politics.
The old news of the stone drum is seen today, and the text is full of snakes.
At the beginning of the microscopic view, I drew my belly with my fingers, and I wanted to see it as a clip in my mouth.
It's too late for the Han Palace to live in ancient times. My present situation is one hundred years later.
If you try to find a push painting, you will get one thing and two things.
My car is attacking the horse, and its fish is like a willow.
(its word cloud: I attack with my car, and I am with my horse.
There is another cloud: fish is its place and carp is its place.
How to penetrate it, Wei Yang and Liu.
I can only read these six sentences, and the rest are useless.
) The ancient wares are famous for their ding, and the stars are strewn at random.
It's half like a scar, and the elbow can be distinguished at the bend.
Juanjuan lacks the moon to hide the clouds, and the golden harvest is beautiful.
Wandering for hundreds of years occasionally exists, independent for thousands of years who is your friend?
Promise on the porch, and the same is true on the ice.
Looking back on the song "Hongyan" sung by Zhou that year, history has become a tadpole.
Those who hate chaos think of sages, and those who thrive in heaven are poor.
Expedition to the East, Xu Lu, Hu Qiu, and the North, and follow the instructions.
Just like the miscellaneous tribute of a wolf and a deer, Zhao Fang gave Guizuo a gift.
Therefore, because I am thinking about being a general, I am not bothered by the exam.
Whose eulogy is better than Gao Song's, she is as elegant as ever.
Admiration and hard work are great, but loyalty is not far away.
I want to know my age, but I can't remember who I am.
Since the decline of the Seven Kingdoms, there are nine Qin people.
Sweep poetry and recite, abandon the whip of beans.
At that time, who assisted Zulong, and the son of Shangcai led the yellow dog.
Climbing mountains and carving stones is a great achievement, and the latter has no inheritance, not even couples.
Emperor Junyun toured the four countries, cooked a riot and saved Guizhou's head.
Now that the Six Classics have been dusted off, this drum should be cracked.
It is rumored that Jiuding is in danger and wants to sink thousands of people into the water.
Tyrants indulge in poor manpower, and gods' righteousness does not pollute Qin scales.
It's time to avoid the stone drum. God will keep it.
Rise and fall, everything is idle, and wealth is immortal.
Thinking about physics and sighing, life is as safe as yours.
Yujiaao
Author: Ouyang Xuan
1February is hot. Palace barrier frost wind hunting. Jiadi hid the shackle to wait on the concubine. Tea. Laughing and singing to Jin Jiaoye. Tired of guests, Yutang is cold and timid. Jin Xiaotao Jing Bing Sheng Xiang. Freeze a plate of kitchen stoves. Wu Shuang's forceps. Lazy to write Yichun post for another year.
Dedaoyang
Author: Wang Zhe
In December, it became a township, and the branches and leaves did not wither at four o'clock. Look at taking water from the fire, but filling the furnace with natural water. Dragon, tiger, tortoise and snake recognize breathing. All the bones are full in an instant. A pearl has three evils.
The Third-rate Classical Poetry Describing December
Author: Tang
In December, the sun is shining in first frost, and the forest is thin and thin. Clouds of sand has a cold and fever.
No one in the pine house has heard of day chicken. A few clothes buried in the soil, singing and dancing drunk that year.
If I had known getting wet was a dream, I wouldn't have abandoned Yamada's spring rain plough.
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Author: Lu Guimeng
As a fisherman, my heart will be relaxed. Suffering is hunger, cold and fatigue, and it is not free.
Last year1February, I lived in Ruoxi. He Fengdeng is ill, and chickens and dolphins talk about pay.
The towering snow in Bianshan freezes people. Skinny bones are twice as cold and only thick.
Clear to dew blue haze, thousands of miles to find a short. Afraid of being betrayed, I always push the pillow.
Although the camp guards are sleepy, they also feel the king of spirit. The brushwork is poetic, and the rough words are magnificent.
Zheng Taishou's laws are quite strong. Phoenix tail and whale tooth, various singing methods.
There is nothing to hide when a book is sent to the city. The lotus picking boat is steep, sweeping away the sky and choppy.
Xie Fang tribute wine, suddenly value ZhuangSheng funeral. Silently blocking the sound emblem, the wind is melancholy.
Spring returns to the end of autumn, and the baby is ill. At the age of 20, you have to do it yourself. Why not?
Today I came to see the harvest, but I merged in Songjiang. There have been two tides outside the door, and the water waves are rippling.
This is all because of the new construction, but everything is created in the grass. After that, if there is a year, it should be just too small.
The sky is cool, the smell is cool, and the wild is broad-minded. Feeling things moving and worrying, anger is dirty.
I have been happy all my life, and I dare to forget it when I am old. Gu Jun is pulling salt, and Wenxuan is finally covered with sauce.
Nowadays, many people are red-tongued, but they cover up the slander when they see the good. I think this is a good preventive measure, and I am very tolerant.
Outside the book basket, the eyes are long. A hungry slave is better than nothing, and Tian Bo's family is admirable.
A little away from hunger and cold, learning ancient times can be really strong. It's even more embarrassing to be worldly when running the holy road.
I recently heard about the imperial edict of the emperor, and then I brewed it privately. Promote the brewing of wine and materials and call for a basin.
The night is full of brown and the day is full of books. I am drunk, but I am as bright as jade.
Visit Shu and return friends.
Author: Li Pin
Don't come in December, go to the end of the world Not because of every leap, but every other year.
Give five songs to friends.
Author: Bai Juyi
There is a standing list every month in1February of a year. When you become a minister, you are called the golden mirror.
As a result, the six qi flow smoothly, making everything natural. The season is abnormal, and life suffers.
When Zhou Hande refused, Feng Wang did not take part in the competition. And from the chop Chao Cuo, governors benefit.
A hundred miles apart, four seasons autonomy. In midsummer, the soil is prosperous, and Fang Chun suppresses human life.
Who can recover the loss, waiting for you to assist in state affairs. I am like Wei men, upright and upright.
Yinsheng Chushan Qu, Jinshengpo Xibin. Southerners give up agriculture and ask for it.
Sand-covered and chiseled, there is no winter and no spring. Brothers and sisters are exhausted. Do they love their bodies?
Social fields are sloppy and rice fields are lazy. As swimmers, they all pursue gold and silver medals.
After all, gold and silver, mud and dust. It is not food, and it is not good for people who are hungry and cold.
Abandon this in the end, the day is rich and the year is poor. Therefore, holy king, abandoning Tibet is not precious.
Who can resist the ancient style and wait for you to capture the country? Donate money back to the wall, and don't make the labor produce people.
There is no money in private stoves, and there is no copper mountain. Hu pays taxes in autumn, winter and summer, and loses copper coins every year.
Money is getting heavier and heavier, and farming is getting worse and worse. Cheap millet and wheat, cheap silk and cotton.
At the end of the year, food and clothing are exhausted, and there is no worry about hunger and cold. When I first heard about this country, it banned publication.
The agent must calculate Ding Kou, and the rent must calculate Sang Tian. Don't ask for nothing, don't insist.
Live within your means and you will be safe. When a soldier changes, he won't return it.
Makes me a farmer and mulberry man, haggard and haggard. Who can correct this disadvantage, waiting for you to grasp, right?
Then I rented the law to make it look like the year of Zhenguan.
The four sides of the capital are the roots of Wang Hua. A long official is in charge, and then the wind teaches you to escape.
How to be quiet and quiet, and sway at every turn. Please bend the index, fifteen people in ten years.
Discipline is corrected day by day, and official strength has been diligent. Wide and fierce politics are different, and people are at ease.
Mu Zhi Group headed by Kyushu Yong. How can we protect our people when the world ratio is so high?
Who can change this rule, waiting for you to praise Mirren. We should carefully choose good officials and let them grow up.
Thirty men have a room and twenty women have a home. In modern times, there are many divorces and marriages expire.
You don't get married early, but you often suffer late when you have children. The child is not yet an adult, and the parents are dying.
Mortals are more expensive when they reach the day, and more when they grow up. There's nothing you can do if you want to report your relatives.
Alas, with three animals, they are rarely brought to court. Cherish ten thousand and support your wife and children.
Who can get married and wait for you, Zhang Guowei? To be a dutiful son, there will be no sadness.
Yujiaao
Author: Ouyang Xiu
It is freezing in December. Don't think there are no flowers on the terrace. Only wine can deceive snow. Increase heroism. Teach your ears to sing and dance. Only a few people in Gansu ride on carved saddles. Hunt half in the new frost. First frost drums can't stand the cold. A thousand fingers. A wild goose coldly landed in front of the horse.
Look at the moon.
Author: Wang Jian
Born in January, people live in January. In1February of this year,
The strong half can see the profit and loss immediately. A hundred years of happiness can be geometric, and you can see more if you watch less at home.
Bak Yan was driven away by food and clothing. Who wants to travel for a long time? There are silk and millet in the basket.
Will you come to the end of the world? Families should be homesick when they see the moon.
Author: Gao Shi
In December, the goshawk was eighty-nine. Send a message that birds don't like each other,
The sky is high in Wan Li.
Seeing loneliness and singing in the mountains.
Author: Zhang
Solitary pine Yushan pepper, cool and clear. It's a lot of work, but it's also a hundred feet.
Green is the same color and it won't happen once. Now that the building has been built, it's a pity that no one confessed.
12 months, branches and leaves will not wither alone.
Watch and release the white eagle.
Author: Li Bai
Winter in December.
Goshawk is eighty-nine cents.
Word is that birds don't peck at each other.
The sky is high in Wan Li.
Watch and release the white eagle.
Author: Li Bai
In August, the wind is high and the clouds are light, with Hu Ying and platinum hair. Flying alone in a piece of snow, seeing autumn in a hundred miles.
In the cold winter of December, the goshawk is eighty-nine. Send a message that birds don't like each other,
The sky is high in Wan Li.
A collection of classical poems describing December is very popular in the north.
Author: Li Bai
Candle dragon lives in poverty, but the light is still blooming.
Why don't the sun and the moon shine like this? Only the north wind is angry with the sky.
Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai.
You miss your wife in December. Stop singing and laugh.
Looking at the pedestrians by the door, it's sad to miss the Great Wall.
Don't mention the sword to save the border pass, leave this tiger-patterned gold shovel.
There is a white arrow in the forest, spiders spin webs and dust.
The arrow is not empty, people die today and never come back.
I can't bear to see this thing, it has burned to ashes.
The yellow river can hold soil, and the north wind hates rain and snow.
This village is cold and cold.
Author: Bai Juyi
In December of Yuanhe eight years, it snowed for five days in succession.
Bamboo and cypress all freeze to death, and the people have no clothes to wear!
Of all the families in the village, eight or nine are poor.
The cold wind is like a sharp sword, and the clothes are too thin to cover.
Only by lighting wormwood and heat, spend the morning waiting for the morning.
I only know that farmers are more bitter and sour in the cold year.
Then reflect on yourself and close the door of the hut tightly.
Brown fur is covered with a quilt, and it is warm when sitting and lying down.
I'm glad to get rid of hunger and cold instead of farming alone.
I am ashamed to think of them and ask who I am.
Youtianzhu temple
Author: Cui Hao
Morning Tianzhu Mountain, Hideyama Hall. Spring is blooming, and the mouth of the river is lingering.
Go straight to the butte and look at the Zhou Nan peaks in December. The ground is warm and there is little ice and snow.
Green is full of cold mountains, and vines cover winter marshes. On the waterfall side of the flower niche, there is a stone forest with stone walls and blue tiles.
Ring the bell to gather people, and give food to gather apes and birds. Wash the mind, return to purity, and the heart is empty.
When you first know the world, everything will be disturbed.
Other poems
Author: Han Anonymous
The flesh and blood are related, the branches and leaves are related, and making friends is also related.
All men are brothers, who is a passer-by?
Besides, I am connected to a tree, and I am like my son.
It used to be an affair, but now it's time to participate.
The former is similar in length, while the latter is like Hu and Qin.
Only when you think about it will your kindness be renewed day by day.
Weeds in Luming Literature Temple can be compared to guests.
I have a bottle of wine that I want to give to people far away.
May my son stay and think about it and talk about this life.
An oriole is far away, but thousands of miles away.
Huma loses her group and is often unwilling to think.
Besides, Ssangyong is fine when it is in the air.
Fortunately, there are string songs, which can be used to describe Huai.
Please sing for the wanderer. Why are you sad?
Silk and bamboo sound clear, generous and sad.
Long song is fierce, and the center is devastated.
If you want to express the Qing dynasty commercial songs, the lady can't return.
Sadness is pitching, but tears can't go away.
For a pair of orioles, I am willing to send my son to fly far away.
There is no doubt about love when you are married.
Have fun tonight. This is a good time.
What is the night when recruiters look forward to the road?
There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on.
On the battlefield, long time no see.
Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living.
Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.
Candle, candle, morning moon, fragrance, autumn and fragrance.
Pink heart hair at night, smell my hall with the wind.
The husband is far away, and the wanderer loves his hometown.
/kloc-In the cold winter of 0/2 months, the morning is harsh.
Overlooking Jianghan River, looking up at the clouds.
Good friends are far apart, and each is in one place.
The mountains and seas are separated by zhongzhou, which is leisurely.
I finally meet Jiahui again, and the joy is endless.
May you always respect Lingde and love Jingguang.