Chasing the thoughts of travel, recalling the traces of travel, crying in vain. Ten thousand volumes of poetry and books are very important. I hate going to heaven without wings, sending jade to Yunjindian in the south, being generous and noisy, and having a romantic life forever, all in my dream.
0 1. Into the wine-Li Bai
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night? Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, bring the wine in! Let your cup never stop! . Let me sing you a song! , let your ears participate! Bells and drums are rich but not expensive. I hope I won't wake up after being drunk for a long time. Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
Li Bai, whose word is too white, is called a violet layman. China, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, is known as "Poet Fairy", "Poet Chivalrous Man" and "Poet Descent from the World", and is recognized as the most outstanding romantic poet in the history of China. There is a collection of Li Taibai handed down from generation to generation. His works are imaginative, romantic, dreamy and brilliant. Poetry is like running water, just like nature itself. Li Bai's poems have been told for thousands of years, and many of them have become classics. Li Bai's artistic achievements in poetry and song are regarded as the pinnacle of China's romantic poetry.
Li Bai's poems are one of his representative works. Although this poem has not been recommended by the mainstream consciousness in the past dynasties in terms of ideological content, its influence among the masses is extraordinary. This poem is like the milky way falling from the sky, roaring, surging and swaying. Since there was a poem, there has been no such work as "earth-shattering, making the gods cry". No wonder later critics often marvel at its rainy and windy momentum, calling it "amazing", "unprecedented" and "too white to be immortal!" Therefore, poetry ranks first in this ranking and is a masterpiece.
02 Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia-Su Shi
Gone forever, the waves are rough. Romantic figures through the ages. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. Rocks and clouds are falling, waves are hitting the shore and thousands of piles of snow are being rolled up. As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one time!
Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf. He talked and laughed, and it's all over. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Things are like a dream, a bottle or a month.
Su Shi (1037 ~110/) was born in Meishan, Northern Song Dynasty. He was a famous litterateur in the Northern Song Dynasty and one of the eight masters in the Tang and Song Dynasties. He is knowledgeable and versatile, and has high attainments in calligraphy, painting, poetry and prose. In the Song Dynasty, when talented people came forth in large numbers, they all achieved the highest achievement and were rare literary talents in the history of China.
Su Shi's ci is full of colors and lofty sentiments. "Yanyun collapses, stormy waves beat on the shore", which brings us into the scene of the Red Cliff War in the Three Kingdoms. This masterpiece handed down from ancient times was praised as "masterpiece through the ages" and "masterpiece through the ages" by ci critics, and it was the most widely circulated and influential work in the Song Dynasty. It is not only the most outstanding representative of bold and unconstrained ci poetry, but also regarded as the highest peak of ci poetry for more than a thousand years. Therefore, Ci ranks second in this ranking.
03 "Qinyuan Spring Snow"-Mao Zedong
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
This land is so beautiful that countless heroes bow to their knees. Cherish Qin Huang Hanwu, slightly lost literary talent; Tang Zong Song Zu, slightly less coquettish. Genghis Khan, the hero of the throne, only knows how to draw a bow and shoot arrows. These characters are gone, a few heroes who can make contributions, look at today's people.
Mao Zedong, Zi Runzhi, Xiangtan native, poet, Marxist, proletarian revolutionary, strategist and theorist. He is the main founder and leader of China Production Party, China People's Liberation Army and People's Republic of China (PRC). Mao Zedong's poems have been handed down from generation to generation.
Mao Zedong's writing is magnificent, from natural snow to mountains and rivers to history, and makes a pungent evaluation of the literary strategies of the Five Emperors with his voluminous works. A "past", put them all aside. "if you are a romantic figure, you must also look at the present." It's beautiful. Su Shi's Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia focuses only on the history of the Three Kingdoms, while Mao Zedong's Qinyuan Spring Snow focuses on the whole feudal history of China. The first half of Su Ci is magnificent, while the second half is quiet. The first half of "Mao Ci" is a star shift, and the second half is a peak confrontation. Over time, later generations may think that Mao Ci is higher than Su Ci. However, Su Ci has been circulated for thousands of years, while Mao Ci is less than a hundred years, so Ci is among the best in this list.
04. Song of Eternal Sorrow-Bai Juyi
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. When I returned to Yulong this day, the emperor clung to it and refused to leave.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ?
Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain. Autumn grass in Xigong Nanyuan, with red leaves piled up on the steps.
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning cream, and the jade is cold. Who's with * * *?
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a story about a magical island at sea, which is part of the invisible world.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. One of them, they call it a real snow flower.