-Du Fu's "Spring Breeze" is full of horseshoes. After reading all the flowers spent in the till, I raised my cup. I asked the moon, brought my shadow, and let's have three meals a day. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. On both sides of the Yellow River recovered by the imperial army, they went to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers and went to Ma Rufei to enjoy flowers. The wine was weak, and it was dusk when he woke up, and it was dusk when he woke up.
-Su Shi (talking about Qin Guan) Good rain knows the season, and it happens in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
-Du Fu, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night", in autumn, he went to a corner of the border town to express his condolences, and the fire shone on the high platform. Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure! Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon?
The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win. -Lu you's eyes are bright, and the mountains are eyebrows.
If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining. Take the spring water and send you back.
If you go to the south, you can catch up with spring, and you must keep the scenery of spring. -Oracle Bone Inscriptions Operator Since ancient times, it has been sad and lonely. I said that autumn is not as good as spring.
There is no one in the clear sky in Wan Li, and a crane, Ling Yunfei, has aroused my meditation on the blue sky. -"Autumn Ci" even spring Author: Cheng Haonian: Song Yun light wind afternoon, flowers with willows over thousands of Sichuan. When people don't know about Yu Xinle, they will be called to take time off to learn from teenagers.
2. A poem about happiness Cheng Yuanyuan said that "Dianjiang Lip" is a rare happy word of Li Qingzhao. Actually, not necessarily. Li Qingzhao was very happy when she was heartless and homeless in her early years.
Like dreaming.
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
Attached is the full text of Dianjiang Lip.
Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe. Seeing the guests come in, the socks (Chan, the third sound) slipped away, and they walked away in shame. Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei.
Longevity daughter Feng Yansi.
Spring banquet, a cup of wine and a song. Pay tribute to Chen Sanyuan once again: First, may her husband be a thousand years old; Second, I hope my concubine is healthy; Third, I hope to see that you like Liang.
Write a scene to compare feelings.
An autumn night in the mountains
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. Who is fighting for the way? Green willows and bamboos push the cart.
Tourists will go at dusk and wake up drunk and noisy. The road turned into a dam. Until the city head always flowers.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. There is no standard. Red buildings and green covers followed.
The original painting entered the depths of the flowers, and it was fragrant and golden. The misty rain is mild. Go home drunk with a bang.
Picking mulberry seeds Ouyang Xiu
The canoe is short and the West Lake is good, the green water is winding, the grass is long and the warbler is flying, and the music is everywhere.
On the windless water, the glass was slippery, and the boat moved, causing slight ripples, which made the sand bird fly ashore.
Ouyang Xiu wrote more than ten poems about picking mulberry seeds in the West Lake. I won't list them all here. Because the most famous "the West Lake is good for a hundred flowers" is still a bit empty, so I won't write it here. )
3. Poems describing happiness: 1, Song San Road: Once upon a time.
When the plum blossoms are yellow, every day is a sunny day. Take a boat along the stream to the end of the stream, and then continue on the road.
The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.
When plums are yellow, it is sunny and sunny every day. Take a boat along the stream, reach the end of the stream, and then take the mountain road to continue. The lush trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and several chirps of orioles came from the depths of the dense forest, which added more fun than when they came.
2. After graduation, the Tang Dynasty: Meng Jiao.
The previous filth was not enough to brag, but now there is no end to debauchery.
In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day.
The difficulties in life and the embarrassment in thought in the past are no longer worth mentioning. Now in to beno. 1, that gloom has gone like the wind, and my heart is really inexhaustible. I really want to embrace this nature. Riding on Chang 'an Road, which is full of spring flowers, today's hooves are particularly light, and I have already seen the flowers in Chang 'an unconsciously.
3. Hakka to Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The north and south of the thatched cottage are all springs, and the flock of gulls flew in. The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today.
Too far from the city, too far from good food, too thin family background, only old wine. If you are willing to invite the old man next door to drink with you, he will drink his cup through the fence!
There are spring waters in the north and south of the thatched cottage, only to see flocks of seagulls flying in groups day after day. I didn't sweep the flowers for the guests, but I did it for you today. This Chai Men has never been opened to guests, so I will open it to you today. It's too far from the city, there are no good dishes on the plate, and the home is too thin for the old wine to serve. If you are willing to invite the old man next door for a drink, call through the fence and drink the rest!
4. Wu Wen Zhou Junbao has been restored to Xijing Song Dynasty: Lu You.
The general with white hair is also strong and strong. He came here with Xijing last night. Hu Er dares to make a thousand-year plan. God would rather know that he will come back one day.
It lies in the deep rain and dew, and ZTE forgives the wind and thunder. It is known that cold food is used as a mausoleum, and pear blossoms are everywhere.
The white-haired general Hu Lao is still ambitious. The good news of recovering Xijing came last night. Hu thief said that dreams will always occupy the Central Plains, but I am afraid that the sky is orange, and I am the Great Song Dynasty. The fierce victory over Renze is as deep as rain and dew, and the Amnesty decree is as fast as thunder. It is expected that cold food will sweep the grave in the Ming Dynasty. Pear blossoms are everywhere in the spring breeze.
5. First encounter with Songshan Song: Zhang Lei
In recent years, the pommel horse has been trapped in dust, and it is precisely because of the presence of green hills that I became pregnant.
At dusk, the north wind blew away the rain, several peaks thinned and clouds came out.
For many years, the pommel horse was tired, trapped in the dust, the world was dirty, and my breath was a little blocked. Fortunately, there are green hills, steady and tall, towering into the clouds, and full of green, facing the breeze and drizzle, sends away the sunset glow and bright moon. The open-mindedness of Qingshan gives me a galloping mind. It was getting late, and the north wind was rustling, blowing away a cloud and rain. At this time, the sky was clear and blue, and several peaks emerged from behind the clouds. It turns out that they are so thin and straight, without a trace of dust.
4. Poems about happiness
What is happiness?
What is happiness?
Happiness is applause that rings again and again.
When I performed successfully,
The audience applauded warmly.
When I won the election,
The students applauded with congratulations.
What is happiness?
Happiness is to enjoy the beautiful scenery while traveling.
When I saw the rainbow rising in water curtain cave,
I can't help cheering loudly!
When I sang with Miao girls,
I have unspeakable excitement in my heart!
When I faced Huangguoshu Waterfall,
More surprised!
What is happiness?
Happiness is reunion with family.
When my parents and I were immersed in the ball game,
My heart is full of warmth.
When my family climbed the mountain together,
I am full of strength.
What is happiness?
Happiness is everything you do for your family.
When parents are thirsty,
Make them a pot of hot tea.
When parents are tired,
Hit them on the back.
In this world,
Buried with a lot of happiness,
I like looking for happiness!
Classical poetry
The banks of the Yellow River were recovered by the imperial army. "
original text
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! ,
At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. ,
However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
Sing my songs loudly, drink my wine,
In the green spring, I began to go home.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain,
Come from the south, then go north-to my own town! .
Modern translation
Outside the sword gate, I suddenly heard that the loyalist had recovered Jibei.
At first glance, tears spilled all over the floor.
Looking back, I wonder where the sad faces of my wife and children have gone.
I was ecstatic and picked up a collection of poems at random.
Singing during the day, drinking to the fullest,
Spring just accompanied me back to my long-lost hometown.
Immediately set out through the Three Gorges, and then through Wuxia,
Then pass Xiangyang and transfer to Luoyang, the old capital.
5. What are the poems about happiness? 1. No rhyme, naturally love Qiushan. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden Part I
2. Daohuaxiang said that the year is good. Listen to the frogs. _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Xijiang Moon Walking the Huangsha Road at Night
3. An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's My Wangchuan Cabin in Wangchuan Village after a Rain clears up/Autumn returns.
4. After cutting the grain at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. _ _ _ _ Li Shen's Two Antique Poems/Two Peasants
The mountains and fields are green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound. _ _ _ _ April in rural Weng Juan
In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun. _ _ _ Anonymous "Long song"
7. Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat and white cauliflower are thin. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's "Four Seasons Pastoral Miscellaneous, Part II"
8. Children and grandchildren did not solve the problem of farming and weaving, but also learned to plant melons in the shade of mulberry trees. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village
9. Peas are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Songs of Returning to the Garden
10. Looking at Noda from the front door alone, buckwheat blooms like snow in the moonlight. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Night in the Country
1 1. The children in the village are responsible for their own affairs. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's Miscellaneous Seven in Summer Village
12. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Songs of Returning to the Garden
13. Xishili ripe fragrant rice, hibiscus fence with long bamboo filaments, drooping green fruit. _ _ _ _ Fan Chengda's "Shajiang Village Road in Huanxi"
14. Farmers starve to death even if there are no idle fields in the four seas. _ _ _ _ Li Shen's Two Antique Poems/Two Peasants
15. Jojo, Fu Tian, cordially greet each other. Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"
16. Reclaim land in the south and return to the garden. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden Part I
17. Pigeons outside the rain curtain, a few idle fields, hoes opposite the spring water. _ _ _ _ Zhang Yan's "Crossing the River with Clouds and Shadows" has recalled the spring in Xizi and Hangzhou many times.
18. In the morning, I will clean up the garbage and take the shower head home. _ _ _ _ Tao Yuanming's Three Songs of Returning to the Garden
19. Plums are green, plums are yellow, vegetables are fat, wheat is ripe, and sericulture is busy. _ _ _ _ Zhu Yunming's The First Summer Mountain
20. Seagulls hover under the sand, and egrets fly on the wide beach. _ _ _ _ Wen's "Li Zhou Nan Du"
2 1. When people don't know the hardships of farmers, they will say that Tanaka Valley was born by himself. _ _ _ _ Yan's happy farmhouse
22. Nothing is like dancing, let alone looking forward to the New Year on the field. _ _ _ _ Formerly "Su Daozhi"
23. Sunset shines on the market, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. Wang Wei's "Farmhouse on the Wei River"
24. The winding path of the hedge is very small. Clouds and trees are open and clear. _ _ _ _ Zhou Bangyan's Yu Meiren Shuli Amethyst Tian Jiaxiao
25. In the middle of the night, cows can't make it difficult. _ _ _ _ Yan's happy farmhouse
26. Father plowed the original field, son? This mountain is barren. _ _ _ _ Nie Zhongyi's family
27. cuckoo flies to persuade early ploughing and hoes to pounce on spring eyes. _ _ _ _ Yao Nai's "Mountain Tour, Cuckoo Ku Flying to Advise Early Tillage"
28. Prepare chicken and rice for me, old friend. You entertain me on your farm. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's Passing Old People's Village
6. Poems about learning and happiness Poems about learning:
1, an inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold is hard to buy.
Don't eat all day and don't give up your job.
If young people don't work hard, old people will be sad.
4. I don't know how to study hard early, but I regret learning late.
5. Flowers will reopen one day, and life is no longer a teenager.
6. Time will not come without two mornings in a day.
7. Time flies, and the sun and the moon fly.
8, the three lights are five chickens, which is the time for men to study.
9. The prime of life will never come again, and time waits for no one.
10. There is a road to diligence in Shushan, and there is no end to learning.
1 1. The deceased was like a husband and stayed up all night.
12. The Ming Dynasty is more important. Please start today.
13. Don't be idle. You are white-haired and unhappy.
14. Don't say that if you don't study today, there will be tomorrow, and don't say that if you don't study this year, there will be next year.
15. I advise you not to cherish gold clothes and to cherish youth.
16. Ten thousand years is too long to seize the day.
Poems about happiness:
Linjiangxian
Yan (Song)
After the dream, the balcony is locked high and the curtains hang low after drinking.
When hatred came last spring. Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
I remember Xiaoping's first sight, and her focus was on clothes.
Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.
Distant Altair
Nineteen Ancient Poems (Korean)
Distant Altair, Jiao Jiao Hehan girl.
Skillful hands, make a loom.
There is no chapter all day, and tears are pouring down.
The river is clear and shallow, with many differences.
Between water and water, there are no words.
7. Poems about happiness You are a happy bird.
You are a happy bird.
Holding the soil and dew of my hometown.
Fly all the way
The echo of footsteps in the air
Like a waltz flashing in the sun.
You are a happy bird.
The tinkling sea rattled gently.
Floating spinach, gentle water
Light the food in my heart
You are a happy bird.
In this long-lost city
Happy voice.
It's my perfume.
A friendly voice
Is the girl of my dreams.
Play the piano, till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, and recite poems and drink wine.
Walk into your warm nest
February is full of pears.
A quiet village.
Waiting for your sun tomorrow.