Poetry about chic and happiness 1. Express chic poetry.
1. I'm so drunk that I want to sleep, and I intend to play the piano in the Ming Dynasty-Li Bai's Dialogue with Lonely People in the Mountain
Li Bai and his friends were drinking on the mountain, one after another, and finally they got drunk. Li Bai suddenly said this sentence: Dude, I'm drunk and I'm going to bed. Go home. If you want to drink again tomorrow, bring your piano and play some music for me. Haha, so chic and comfortable.
Second, the breeze and bright moon don't cost a penny, and Yushan is not pushed-Li Bai's Xiangyang Song
Li Bai was so drunk in Xiangyang City that the children in Xiangyang City saw him and stopped him from singing with a smile. So what? Am I Li Bai or am I Li Bai? I will go to running with the bulls. Who cares?
Yushan collapsed. Li Bai, look how smart I am. I am full of confidence. Even the breeze and bright moon, I don't have to spend a penny to get it, how comfortable it is! This is Li Bai, well proportioned and handsome.
Third, but let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer and ride to you when I need you, the mountain-Tianmu Mountain in Li Bai's dream.
You see, this is Li Bai, who is so handsome even in his dreams. The whole Tianmu Mountain in my dream is Li Bai's magnificent imagination, and I go out smartly. I wonder if you want to ask me when I can come back? For the time being, put Bailuyuan between the green cliffs. If you want to travel, ride him around famous mountains and rivers. This life, two words, chic! Three words, so chic! !
Fourth, brush off your clothes and become famous-Li Bai's chivalrous man
Li Bai's Chivalrous Man is very chic, especially this sentence. It is said that when Li Bai was young, his swordsmanship was superb. He once fought with people and killed people. Although this sentence was written by Xin, Hou Ying and Zhu Hai, didn't he write it himself? He is a brave swordsman, brushing off his clothes and hiding his fame.
Five, Xing Han put pen to paper to shake the five mountains, poetry into a smile proudly ling Cangzhou. -Li Bai's Ode to the River
Du Fu said that Li Bai wrote a poem, "The pen fell and the wind and rain shook, and the poem made the gods cry". Although these two sentences highly praised Li Bai, they did not write Li Bai's chic. He himself can best speak for Li Bai: "Xing Han put pen to paper and shook the five mountains, and poetry became a smile." This is the most chic Li Bai.
2. Poems describing happiness
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining.
Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten five flowers everywhere.
It's not a pity to get wet, but I hope it won't be against my will.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Water looks like a beautiful woman's eyes, like a beautiful frown.
The weather is getting better every day, and the birds are back.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
Full of shade, shining in the green waves.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Birds in cages are often attached to the forests of the past, and fish in ponds yearn for the abyss of the past.
Who can push away all the layers of twilight like the amorous Nanshan bright moon?
The Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money.
Take the spring water and send you back.
Sad songs hit the floor and lean on high wine. This is leisure!
Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.
3. What are the poems about "chic"
1, Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"
I've been talking about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, riding a thousand troops to roll flat hills.
Interpretation: Let me express the lofty ambition of the teenager, holding the yellow dog in his left hand, holding the goshawk in his right hand, wearing colorful hats and clothes made of mink, and sweeping the flat hills with thousands of riders.
2. Don Wang Changling's Plug
But don't call Humadu Yinshan to let Longcheng fly.
Interpretation: If Wei Qing, the flying general of Longcheng, were still here today, he would never let the Huns go south to herd horses and cross the Yinshan Mountain.
3. Tang Li Bai's "Into the Wine"
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
Interpretation: When you are proud of your life, you should be immersed in joy. Don't let this golden cup empty the bright moon.
4. Dong Yin Yuan Ming.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
Interpretation: Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums, you are carefree, and Nanshan in the distance comes into view.
5. Xin Qiji's "Shui Long Yin Deng Jian Kang Shang Xin Ting" in the Southern Song Dynasty
On the roof of the building at sunset, I wandered in the south of the Yangtze River, saw Wu Gou and took photos everywhere, but no one wanted to, so I boarded the plane.
Interpretation: Looking at the distant mountains like a bun with a hairpin shows people's sadness and resentment. Wandering in Jiangnan. As the sun sets, I stand upstairs and watch the sound of lonely geese lost in the flock. After reading Wu Gou, I shot a column, but no one understood my intention to go to The Upper Terrace.
4. Poetry describing fashion
1, the last two sentences of Xu Zhimo's "In Biekang Bridge": I left gently, just as I came gently, I waved my sleeves, but no.
Take away a cloud.
Jieyi: It's beautiful here. I come gently and walk gently to show my love for the environment here. I don't want to break the silence. I waved my clothes.
Sleeve, even if it's goodbye, don't take away a cloud, because this place doesn't just belong to me. Good things can't be destroyed, and I really can't take it away.
Go ahead. Poets are poets because of their romantic feelings.
2, go out laughing, my generation is Artemisia. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight. -from Tang Li Bai
Children in Nanling don't enter Beijing.
Interpretation: Looking at the sky with a smile and proudly walking out the door, are people like us the kind of mediocre people who have no ambition? I mix wine with a glass.
Fade away the rest of my happiness, so that tonight, I can say goodbye to the cold and loneliness that my dreams have brought me for a while.
Xu Zhimo's Farewell to Cambridge is a beautiful lyric poem, just like an elegant light music. This poem shows the height of the poet.
Artistic skills. The poet combines concrete scenery with imagination, forming a vivid artistic image of the poem, and skillfully combining atmosphere with feeling.
Emotion and scenery are integrated into artistic conception, so that there is emotion in the scene and scenery in the scene.
Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing" original:
When I came back from the mountain, the liquor was maturing, and the yellow chicken grew fat in the autumn of grain.
Calling the boys to stew yellow chicken for me, the children shouted my cotton cloth with a smile.
Qing Qing Shuang sang drunk to comfort, drunk dancing won the glory in autumn and dusk.
The king of great powers struggled for a long time and rushed to the ground to catch up.
Quidditch's fool looked down on poor Zhu Maichen, and now I have left my hometown to go to Chang 'an and go to Qin in the west.
I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time?
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5. What are the poems that embody "chic"?
I had to leave Potter and me since yesterday.
It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We both want to see the sun and the moon in the sky with distant thoughts.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, tomorrow I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat. For 50 years, I will dance drunk, sing wildly, play among flowers and sleep in the moon.
3 Go out laughing, are we Artemisia people? -Li Bai 4 Yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it will not be returned without breaking Loulan.
-Wang Changling's "Join the Army" is still strong with 50,000 blows, and the wind is like east, west, north and south. -Zheng Banqiao's "Bamboo Stone" 6 Not afraid of death, we should leave innocence in the world.
-Yu Qian's Lyrics of Lime 7 One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise my muddy sail and go straight to the deep sea. -Li Bai's "Difficult to Go" 8 Since God has given talents, let it be used! , spin one thousand silver, all back! .
-Li Bai's "Into the Wine" 9 Why don't men take Wu Gou and accept fifty states in Guanshan? -Li He's Thirteen Poems of the South Garden 10 Willing to cut the sword at the waist and take Loulan directly.
-Li Bai's Song of the Frontier 1 1 One day I'm going to ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea.
6. Ask some free and easy sentences.
The sun's footsteps are so light that I stand on tiptoe and can't reach its shoulders.
Breeze's song is very good. I listen, but I can't hear its notes. The trajectory of time spread, leaving only deep or shallow grinding marks, echoing the long singing. It was a morning in May.
There are still ashes floating in the sky. I went to the suburbs by car, and on the narrow highway, only our car wandered alone.
The smoke from the kitchen in May floated out of the window, making people fresh and comfortable. But my heart is still tired, as if groping in the dark, I don't know what I am doing.
I fell asleep in the slight bump of the car. After a while, I came to vilen with flowers.
This is a gorgeous sea of flowers. The red ones are azaleas and primroses, and the blue ones are orchids and geraniums, which seem to condense all the lost spring. These flowers are in full bloom in lonely places.
How many years have you not been to such a place? Is it a flower field that a person rode a long time ago, or is it vilen who ran in the sunset with his classmates a long time ago, or is it a card that was given to his best friend and printed with such a pattern? Later, the card was lost, but the pattern became an image printed in his heart? Looking at this flower that has blossomed to the end of the world, I feel as if my heart has been polished, as if I have a flower seed in my heart. I feel that it is a small white flower with a slender and trembling stem, a budding shadow and tightly wrapped seeds. Ah, this is the flower in my heart! When I am desperate and frustrated, it has been waiting there, waiting for the flowers to bloom.
What should I do for the flowers in my heart? If you are not afraid of cold, dark and loneliness, the most important thing is to firmly believe that you can bloom. This is, I think I become happy easily, and my mood is like a sensitive string. If I play it gently, it will have a pleasant sound.
The sunshine outside the window, the beautiful singing in the car and the pigeon whistle under the blue sky make me relaxed and happy. It turns out that everything I did before was for the flowers in my heart.
Those lonely nights are to contrast the light of dawn. The flower in my heart, I will wait for your flower quietly and gently as always.