1. About suitable poems
About suitable poems 1. Looking for suitable poems
Falling flowers and flowing water are gone in spring, heaven and earth!
"Slow Voice" by Li Qingzhao
Searching and searching, cold and clear,
miserable and miserable.
It is most difficult to take a breath when it is warm and then cold.
How can three glasses and two glasses of light wine stand against him, when the wind comes late?
When the wild geese pass by, the saddest thing is an old acquaintance.
The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, but they are worn out. Who is worthy of picking them now?
Guarding the window, how can one live in darkness alone?
There is also drizzle under the phoenix trees, and it rains bit by bit at dusk.
This time, how can you say "sorrow"?
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With a heavy heart and a few years of separation,
Wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as before, people are thin and empty, tears stain the red city and the crocodile silk is transparent;
Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion,
Although the mountain alliance is still there, the brocade book It’s hard to trust,
Mo, Mo, Mo.
Tang Wan's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix":
The world is thin and human nature is evil, and flowers tend to fall when the rain comes at dusk.
The dawn wind dries, leaving traces of tears.
When I want to write down my thoughts, I talk alone in Xilan. Disaster! Disaster! Disaster!
People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing.
The sound of the horn is cold and the night is dark.
Afraid of being asked, swallowing tears and pretending to be happy. conceal. conceal. Concealed
Since ancient times, passion has been empty of hatred, and this hatred lasts forever.
What if life is just like the first time we met? Autumn Wind Sad Painting Fan
2. What are the poems suitable for love?
Slumber by the window and make a white wish Use your fingertips to carve the snowflake soul to outline the frost on the window. Hold a cup of sunshine, and a faint fragrance floats out of it. Classic love poems 1. A fair lady, a gentleman is so generous.
--The Book of Songs of the Spring and Autumn Period (one of the poems in "National Style") Zhou Nan Guan Ju Guan Guan Ju Jiu, in the river island. A graceful lady, a gentleman is fond of quarrels.
The waterlilies are mixed and flowing from left to right. A graceful lady, I long for her.
I can’t get what I want, so I sleep hard and think about it. Leisurely leisurely, tossing and turning.
Pick the waterlilies from left and right. A graceful lady, she is a friend of the piano and the harp.
There are various water-lilies, left and right. The fair lady is played with bells and drums.
Classic Love Poems 2. When heaven and earth are in harmony, I dare to be with you! --Han Han Yuefu Shangxie Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! Classic Love Poems 3. I hope you will pick more of them, as this is the most lovesick thing.
-- Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty Acacia Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Classic Love Poems 4. The human face doesn’t know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
--Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty, inscribed in Nanzhuang, Capital City. On this day last year, in this gate, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Classic Love Poems 4. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine but sunshine. --Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty, Bamboo Branch Poems (3) The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is at the same level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River.
The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. It means there is no sunshine or sunshine. Classic Love Verses 5. Once upon a time, there was no water in the sea, but it was not clouds except Wushan.
--Li Si, Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.
Classic love poem 6. The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears until dawn. - Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty Farewell (two poems) Pingping is more than thirteen years old, and the cardamom leaves are on her head in early February.
The spring breeze blows ten miles along Yangzhou Road, and you never know when the bead curtain is rolled up. Passionate but always ruthless, I can't laugh in front of you.
The candle bids farewell with intention and sheds tears for others until dawn. Classic Love Poems 7. It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.
--Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Untitled It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.
When I look into the mirror at dawn, I am worried about the clouds on my temples. When I sing at night, I should feel the cold moonlight. There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Classic love poem 8. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart. --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, Untitled The stars and the wind last night were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang.
I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.
I listened to the drums to answer the official questions, and walked around Malantai.
Classic love poem 9. This love can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty Jinse The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.
Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! Classic Love Poems 10. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? --Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty The night rain sent to the north. You asked about the return date but it was not yet scheduled. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond.
How can I cut off the candles from the west window and say it rains at night in Bashan? Classic Love Poems 11. Flowers bloom and must be broken, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to break branches.
--Du Qiuniang of the Tang Dynasty, Golden Threaded Clothes I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes, but to cherish your youth. Flowers are ready to be broken when they bloom, but don’t wait to break branches when there are no flowers left.
Classic Love Poems 12. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.
--Tang Bai Juyi's Song of Everlasting Regret is the first long song in ancient and modern times. Because the poem is too long, it is not excerpted. However, the famous lines in the poem are such as "It's hard to give up on natural beauty", "Looking back and smiling a hundred times." "You are beautiful", "A pear blossom brings rain in spring", "When no one is whispering in the middle of the night", etc., can also be used for love. Classic Love Poems 13. Wine enters the heart of sorrow, turning into tears of lovesickness.
--Northern Song Dynasty Fan Zhongyan Su Muzhe The sky is blue and the leaves are yellow. The autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are green and cold.
The mountains reflect the setting sun and catch the water. The grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
The soul of the dark country, the thoughts of the journey. Every night, good dreams keep people sleeping.
The bright moon rests on the tall building alone. The wine enters the sad heart and turns into tears of lovesickness.
Classic Love Poems 14. If love lasts for a long time, how can it last forever? --Qin Guan, Magpie Bridge Immortal, Northern Song Dynasty The clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness.
As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home.
If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? Classic Love Poems 15. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times. Where will you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. --Liu Yong, Northern Song Dynasty, Yu Linling. The cicadas are mournful, facing the Changting Pavilion at night, and the showers are beginning to stop.
There is no trace of drinking in the Dumen tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, there was no rain left to choke.
Thousands of miles away, the mist spreads, and the mist sinks into the sky. Since ancient times, sentimental feelings have been saddened by farewell, and even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon.
The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
I have also written: You are the only one who is in my heart from day to day. There is no doubt that my wife will abandon you. Although there is no end to my life, my true love in this life may live long. I haven't got a name yet.
3. Describe suitable sentences
"Zhuangzi Geng Sangchu" by Zhuang Zhou in the Warring States Period.
Yan: disgust, extended to "dislike". The general meaning of these two sentences is: Birds and beasts are not too high for the mountains, and fish and turtles are not too deep for the water.
The original text of "Zhuangzi" written by Zhuang Zhou in the Warring States Period is: "If a beast carrying a chariot moves away from the mountain, it will not be immune to the danger of being trapped; if a fish swallowing a boat loses water, it will become an ant." It can be painful.
People who keep their bodies are not afraid of being trapped. "The original intention is to tell people: If a giant beast leaves the mountain, it will inevitably be trapped. ; When big fish lose water, ants can also attack them.
Birds and beasts never tire of heights, and fish never tire of depths. They are all trying to find a suitable living environment to protect themselves, so people should also have a hiding place that "never tires of depths." According to Zhuang Zhou's understanding, this hiding place is hidden in the mountains and forests.
This meaning is not advisable, but now it can be used in the opposite direction. It is a metaphor that people should also find an environmental condition suitable for their own survival and development in order to use their talents and do something. .
4. Find the right sentence
Moon: ★ The tired moon hid in the clouds to rest, leaving only a few stars like sentries.
★ The moon hangs diagonally in the sky, smiling, and the stars crowd the Milky Way, blinking. ★ A full moon has risen, like a bright lamp, hanging high in the sky.
★ The moon opened its eyes wide and looked at the villages and fields kindly, very much like a polished copper plate. ★ The full moon gradually rose, and her silver plate-like face showed a soft smile.
★ The bright full moon has been lifted into the sky by the blue mountains in the distance. ★ The moon is round, like a spinning wheel, spinning her romantic reverie.
★ The night was extremely quiet. The full moon, like a jade plate, passed through the clouds, and its faint moonlight shone on the earth. ★ An apricot-yellow full moon crept out from the mouth of the mountain and threw its reflection into the lake.
★ The full moon is like a yellow lantern, rising in the sky from the eastern horizon. ★ At night, the full moon rose, and a tranquility shone on the earth with the silvery moonlight.
★ The moon gradually rises. She is dressed in white gauze, quiet and serene, gentle and generous. Her silver plate-like face left a gentle smile through the willow branches.
★ The moon is like a newly married daughter-in-law. She just came up from the eastern sky and shyly hid herself in the leaves of the trees. ★ The moon is like a weather-beaten old man, taking his time to sort out the white moonlight.
★ The moon is like a shy girl. Sometimes she hides in the clouds, and sometimes she lifts her veil to reveal her charming face. The whole world is soaked in dreamy silver-gray by the moonlight. ★ The moon is so bright, illuminating the earth with snow-green color, and the trees, houses, and streets seem to be coated with a layer of mercury.
★ Outside the door on the west side of the forest, the first quarter moon hanging has turned into a golden watermelon, no longer a curved eyebrow. ★ In the early morning, the waning moon is like a tarnished pebble, thrown into the sky.
★ A new moon is like a white pear blossom, blooming peacefully in the light blue sky. ★ The night sky is filled with stars, and the moon looks like a fishing boat, as if it is sailing in a broad silver river.
★ The moon is like a bow, hanging in the sky. ★ A crescent moon rose from the forest in the distance. It was as white as freshly refined silver.
★ A crescent moon stretches out from the dark peak like a silver sickle. ★ A crescent moon rose, like a jade-shaped banana embedded in the sky, glowing with green brilliance.
★ A crescent moon is like a small boat, with its pointed bow tilted up, rowing in the quiet lake late at night, bringing me a feeling of emotion. ★ A crescent moon hangs high in the dark blue sky, its light as clear as water shining on the earth.
★ The new moon is like a golden boat anchored among the sparse branches. ★ The half moon hangs diagonally on the top of a locust tree, like an orange petal.
★ The moon is as small as a hairpin and so curved that it makes people enchanted. ★ A hazy moon emerged from the transparent clouds like cicada wings, shining with a clear silver light.
★ A silver hook in the night sky sheds infinite light. ★ The crescent moon is curved, like the sweet smiles of girls.
★ Under the crescent moon and above the willow branches, there is a pair of stars like the eyes of a smiling fairy, teasing the crooked crescent moon and the swaying willow branches. ★ The crescent moon is like a silver boat.
★ The crescent moon outside the window is like chrysanthemum petals blooming in the blue night sky. ★ The crescent moon shuttles through the thin clouds, like a barracuda, lively and cute.
★ The crescent moon is like a girl’s eyebrows, hanging curvedly in the pure air. ★ The moon has risen, glowing red, as if someone had picked up a red lantern from the eastern horizon.
★ The moon rises, like a moon ice disc that has just been dehydrated, not stained by dust. ★ The moon girl rose, as if she was speaking quietly to the little stars around her.
★ A full moon is rising slowly, and the silver moonlight reflects a few feathery light clouds, which is wonderful. ★ The rising moon hangs over the top of the mountain. Although it is as pale as a cloud, it is getting brighter every moment.
★ The moon is out over the sea. At the moment it soared into the air, it seemed to jump suddenly, covered with water, letting the passionate sea wash it away, making it extraordinarily bright and clean.
★ A ray of soft moonlight shines through the window and onto the windowsill, which looks like it has been plated with silver. ★The moonlight, like a silver yarn, hangs down from the window.
★ The moonlight passed through the shade of the trees, leaking out the glittering broken jade all over the ground. ★ The full moon on the 15th is like a snowball, set in the dark blue night sky, looking particularly bright.
★ The cold moon hangs high on the treetops, and the cold wind makes the bare branches roar. ★ The moon in early winter is clear and cold, casting an icy silver glow from the west.
★ The moon finally rose into the deserted sky, shining white and crystal clear. ★ The moon rose from the edge of the woods, emitting a cold light that made the snow-covered fields extremely white, making people feel even more chilly.
Tens of thousands of stars are like night pearls scattered on the sky, shining with brilliant silver light. ★ As night falls, the deep blue sky is dotted with countless small stars, blinking and blinking, as if inviting people to travel in the vast space.
★ There is no moon, and the stars are shining like dewdrops on a big lotus leaf. Magpie: (I’m sorry! I haven’t collected them yet!) Wind: the east wind blows in spring, the rain hits in the east, and the east blows in winter. The wind and rain leave no trace, the east wind blows in autumn, and the east wind and rain blow in summer. The cicada: just like the cicada mentioned in "The Cicada in Prison", the cicada is noble and noble, but carries a heavy load but moves forward firmly. Rice flower: (Every time I find it) Star: Stars all over the sky: all kinds of stars, some with legends and some with no legends, dotted in the night, like lights, like candlelight, flickering. It rains lightly. The spring rain makes the mountains green and the water green. The gurgling stream at the foot of the mountain becomes more and more rapid and beautiful.
The continuous spring rain dyed the earth green, and the soft spring breeze warmed the river water. Look, it's raining again.
The rain is like silk, light and thin. You can't hear the pitter-patter sound, and you can't feel the dripping of fish. It just feels like this is a kind of wet smoke, gently moisturizing the earth and people's hearts.
Under the nourishment of spring rain, the wheat seedlings grow greener and the cauliflowers bloom more golden.
In a criss-crossing field ditch, spring water flows gurglingly.
Yang trees and willow trees stretch their branches and leaves in the spring rain, greedily sucking the sweet rainwater. In February and March, the breeze blows gently and drizzle falls from the sky.
Rain is common, lasting for three or two days at a time. But don't worry, look, it's like cow hair, like flower needles, like thin threads, densely woven diagonally, and it's all covered with a layer on the roof of the house.