Poems describing Li Qingzhao
Reading the biography of the immortal Li Qing on the day before Guihai's birthday Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Zhang Xi Meng Xia was too late, and he was in the dark. The order of the new year is pushed forward, and I look down on you and think about it. Feeling about things and sighing about their wandering, I caressed myself and said too much. The passing day is far away, but the words of those who have come are sufficient. In the vast desert, the world is full of chaos, and I can read Taoism from afar. There were victorious men in Yixi, and the dyers were hidden in the urban areas. After enlightenment and rebirth, I wanted to visit the Immortal Lu. Self-defeating and thrown into a dead gully, the fruit of harmony and joy is at the beginning. Although the thoughts in the world are few, they will never change after taking off the clothes. Death will be inevitable, and both noble and humble will be treated accordingly. All things must be given up, and nothing else remains. Li Jun is from this city. And I am not my husband. Treading on one's feet thousands of miles high, one can make great efforts for thousands of miles. If you are temporarily stunned, the water will be weak, and if you pass the pass, you will clear the capital. After thousands of years of coming back, I know the mausoleum and valley.
Zuihuayin · Part 1 · Spring evening, and Qingzhao rhyme Ci brand name: Zuihuayin | Dynasty: Qing Dynasty | Author: Ding Peng The shadows on the curtains move towards the noon and day. Rosemary eliminates the red beast. The tears on the flowers are covered with flowers, and a sudden wind blows, and the rouge shines through.
Extended reading: Beautiful sentences in memory of Li Qingzhao
Do you know, do you know? It should be green, red and thin. ——"Like Meng Ling·Last night the rain was light and the wind was blowing"
. The phoenix trees also drizzled, bit by bit at dusk. This time, how can there be such a word as "sorrow"?
Morning Glory and Weaver Girl are nothing but Li Zhong. It will be sunny in a moment, rain in a moment, and wind in a moment. ——"Xingxiangzi·Chinese Valentine's Day"
Look how beautifully it blooms, each one showing a sweet smile, and some have only two or three petals, like a shy little girl, the petals fall Small green lotus pods were formed. The small lotus pods were very shy and kept their heads down. The lotus pond is filled with fragrance and various gestures, and my tired mood suddenly becomes relaxed. A breeze blew by, and the pink lotus flowers danced gracefully. They were really like great dancers, standing among the large green discs to dance beautiful dances. The wind passed by and the lotus flowers stood upright like warriors. There, you are not afraid of wind or rain.
.Who has sex with drunken poetry? Tears melt and the remaining pink flowers are heavy. ——"Dielianhua·Warm rain and sunny winds first break the frost"
Not only are the lotus not as gorgeous and noble as the peony, but they are also not as fragrant as the sweet-scented osmanthus. It is neither as strong and unyielding as plum blossoms nor as simple and beautiful as narcissus. But it comes out of the mud but is not stained, and washes the ripples without being evil. This spirit is worth learning from.
. "The great river has been running for a hundred generations, and the waves have rushed together, and all the heroes of the ages have been scoured; the Ci garden has been filled with flowers for thousands of years, and a daughter flower has bloomed." It describes Li Qingzhao.
.The leaves of the lotus are tender and green and are the cradle of small water droplets; the leaves of the lotus are large and round, and can also provide shelter for fish from wind and rain. The lotus root is strong and strong, and can lift large and round lotus leaves. In summer, the lotus buds slowly bloom. Looking at the clean and elegant lotus blossoms, I am reminded of a motto: "It comes out of the mud without being stained, and it is clear without being dirty." The lotus grows in the dirty soil, but the flowers that bloom are not stained by the dirty soil, and still remain beautiful. Dazzling, bright and beautiful.
."The poems are elegant and elegant, the style is dignified, and when we come back, we are really worthy of being together." I have a small waist, but I can't help but hurt my spring.
.You are a peerless flower blooming in the history of Chinese literature. You are a shining legendary goddess of beauty in troubled times. You have not left behind your peerless splendor, but with your experience, you tell me: There are always things in life. Ups and downs, it is inevitable to fall and wait, but be brave enough to raise your head, the sun is always behind the wind and rain.
.The courtyard is a little deeper, the clouds, windows and foggy pavilions are late in spring. ——"Linjiang Fairy Plum"
.How? More lingering feelings! A shy moth gathers under the Yongri Water Essence Curtain. Six pictures of skirts on the ground trace the blue waves slightly. See the drizzle and heavy rain all over the ground.
Of course, Li Qingzhao, who can leave us so many beautiful poetry works, can only be a beautiful woman.
. Rui Nao Xiang quells the soul and dreams, ward off the cold golden bun and pines, and when you wake up, the sky is red with candles.
. Qingzhao is written by a woman, and the style of the poem is Kangyi Zhouliu. Although there are not many poems, it must be preserved as a treasure, and it is a major lineage of poets.
.I often remember that the sun is setting in the creek pavilion, and I am so drunk that I don’t know my way back. Returning to the boat late after all the fun, I strayed into the depths of lotus flowers. Fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a pool of gulls and herons.
.Let’s go home together tonight. Nothing can be forgotten. I will always forget you in the future. Anyway, you are not the number one in my heart, so I can forget you. First forget your appearance, then forget your voice, then forget that you are good at laughing, or love to laugh, forget that you slowly fade through the light (see full text)
.花 The water flows naturally. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so it is on the brow, but it is in the heart. ——"A cut plum blossom, the fragrance of red lotus root and the lingering jade mat in autumn"
. Li Qingzhao, the goddess of beauty in my heart, the eternal pursuit in my heart.
.I am afraid that the Shuanggai boat cannot carry many sorrows.
. The leaves of the lotus are like a small umbrella, green on the front and pink on the back. Some are flat on the water, and some are graceful and graceful, floating on the blue waves, clustered around each other. The lotus does not grow vines or branches. When viewed from a distance, it looks like rolling waves. When viewed up close, it looks like a piece of emerald, colorful.
Especially the young lotus leaves that have just emerged from the water are like clenched little fists, showing strong vitality. Nothing can make the lotus flower so strong.
. Haiyan will be fighting for grass in the future, Jiangmei has passed willow and willows will grow, and the rain will wet the swing at dusk.
.Lotus is a pure flower. People often say that it "comes out of the mud but remains unstained". The lotus grows in the mud of the lake, and its roots are deeply rooted there. After the lotus emerged from the water, it was not dirty at all. But beautiful, clean and generous. People love lotus, maybe that’s why they love it!
.Your talent and stubbornness have created your loneliness, and your peerless loneliness has created your ice-cold beauty! You are coming to us in a small boat, carrying a deep sadness, with melancholy eyes, and a person who is thinner than a yellow flower.
.The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so it is frowned upon and brought to mind.
.Li Qingzhao is such a woman favored by history. She is not only the master of her own feelings, but also the master of her poetry. Her beauty and vicissitudes, her literary genius, her sadness and sadness, All of them have moving charm and have become outstanding figures in literature and humanities. Li Qingzhao was the greatest lyricist in the Song Dynasty and the most famous female poet in the history of Chinese literature
. The lotus is a symbol of purity. It comes out of the mud but is not stained with any dirt. It is clean and flawless. Many Chinese people like the lotus for its ability to "come out of the mud but not be stained, and wash the ripples without being evil", so they use this sentence to keep themselves clean. motto, it is a symbol and messenger of friendship.
.You said, I'm sorry, I don't deserve it. I smiled, haha, what a gorgeous reason. There are some people that I can't let go of, but I have no choice but to pretend to be strong and smile and say it doesn't matter. The happier I laugh, the more it hurts in my heart. The feelings we have had, but those are all in the past, there was once someone who said he would love you for life. (View full text)
.It rained and the wind blew violently last night, and I couldn’t get rid of the residual wine even after a deep sleep. When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same. Do you know whether it should be green, red, fat or thin.
Selection of famous poems by Li Qingzhao
Slow sound·Xunxunmi Ci Brand name: Slow sound|Dynasty: Song Dynasty|Author: Li Qingzhao Xunmimi, deserted, desolate Miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. How can three cups and two glasses of light wine defeat him, who comes late and is in a hurry? The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
The ground is covered with yellow flowers. Haggard and damaged, who is worthy of being picked off now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"!
One-cut plum blossom·The fragrance of red lotus root and the remaining jade mat in autumn. The name of the poem: One-cut plum blossom | Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Li Qingzhao The fragrance of red lotus root and the remaining jade mat in autumn. I undressed my clothes lightly and got on the orchid boat alone. Who in the clouds sent brocade books? When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower.
The flowers float and the water flows, a kind of lovesickness and two places of leisurely sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
Recalling Qin'e·Lingao Pavilion Ci brand name: Recalling Qin'e | Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Li Qingzhao Lingao Pavilion, the chaotic mountains and plains are covered with thin smoke. The smoke is thin, the crows return home, and the horns are heard in the dusk.
The fragrance is gone and the wine is full of evil feelings, the west wind urges the parasol trees to fall. The parasol trees have fallen, but autumn colors are still there, and loneliness is still there.
Tiao Tiao Man Ting Fang · Fang Cao Pond Ci brand name: Tiao Tiao Fang Man Ting Fang | Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Li Qingzhao Fang Cao Pond, green courtyard, late clear and cold through the window screen. Jade hook and golden lock, no matter if it is a guest. On the table in front of the lonely Lord, I only worry about the ends of the world. Can you stay? The wine is gone, but there are still pear blossoms.
In those days, I was rewarded with incense, and my sleeves were scented with incense, and my tea was distributed with live fire. As far as the eye can see, there are dragons and arrogant horses, and flowing water is like a light car. Don't be afraid of the violent wind and rain, just be right, cook wine and write flowers.
Nowadays, it is no longer a hug, is it like the old days?