1. Verses about Yali
Verses about Yali 1. Sentences praising Yali
Looking at pear blossoms from a distance, the trees are dense and the flowers are thick, as if Looking at an oil painting with heavy strokes and thick colors, it is rich and passionate; looking at pear blossoms at a close distance, with sparse trees and flowers, is like looking at a landscape painting with light strokes and light ink, which is light and elegant.
If you look at them one by one, the pear trees are like fountains emerging from the ground one after another, and the flowers are like snow-white waves and bright necklaces. The bright moon casts its silver radiance on the four old trees and the entire courtyard. The breeze blows, and the snow-white pear blossoms on the trees sway gently, like twinkling stars.
Snow-white pear blossoms hang on the branches, and the breeze blows, like a beautiful girl in plain clothes dancing. There is a faint sweet smell of pear blossoms in the air, which hits people's heart, making people feel as if they are drunk with alcohol, light and dizzy.
In spring, clusters of shining pear blossoms resemble the blossoming snow waves on the river. The pear blossoms are spread in clusters, layer by layer, all over the sky like cloud brocade. Under the warm spring light, they are like snow and jade, white and white, overflowing with color and bright and crystal clear.
2. Poems about pears
"The Fragrance of Pear Blossoms"
Looking at the world with a smile, there are thousands of idiots.
It is rare to see a person with white head and tiredness at the same time.
Who is playing the role of the human-faced peach blossom.
Things have changed and old friends are hard to see.
The dusk of the old days reflects the new look.
Who dares to speak out about the pain of lovesickness?
The fragrance of pear blossoms makes people feel sad.
A thousand glasses of wine will soothe your thoughts when you are heartbroken.
Don’t look at each other, people from the old days look like new people, and we miss our hometown.
Being hurt by love, everything in this world is impermanent.
Laughing at the vicissitudes of life, thousands of tears turn into cold windows.
Don’t hesitate, take off your clothes and wrap yourself in spring clothes, remembering the fragrance.
Laughing at me is too crazy, I still miss you all night long.
I am alone, admiring my fragrance, and the fragrance remains.
3. Poems about pears
Visiting Wang Bo in the winter suburbs. The flowers on the Guimi rock are white, and the leaves of the sparse pear forest are red.
Jiang Gaohan looked away, and thought about it and stopped the battle. The stolen pistils are three-thirds white, and a wisp of the plum blossom's soul is borrowed. Lin Daiyu's "Pear Blossoms on the Bank of the River" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty.
She most resembles a widowed young woman, wearing white makeup and a blue gauze skirt with plain sleeves. "Zuoye Pear Blossom (co-authored with Qiu Wei and Huangfu Ran)" - Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty The grass on the steps is scattered leisurely, lightly following the outside wind.
Huang Ying couldn't do enough and took it into Weiyang Palace. "Zuoye Pear Blossom (with Wang Wei and Huangfu Ran Fu)" - Tang Dynasty Qiu Wei The cold and charming figure is all over the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes.
The spring breeze is uncertain and flies towards the jade steps. "The Odyssey of the Pear Blossoms of the Forbidden Provinces" - Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty (He Wang Giesishi (a book with Wei characters)) - Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty A clever explanation can make butterflies fly when people laugh.
The spring breeze enters the house, and a few pieces of court clothes fall off. "Zuoye Pear Blossom" - Wu Yuanheng of the Tang Dynasty A clever smile welcomes people, and the fragrance of clear snow is a pity.
The shadow of the butterfly turns in the wind, and the clothes are red when the time comes. "Pear Blossom" - Qian Qi of the Tang Dynasty The beauty is as quiet as the moon in a cage, and the fragrance is cold but not driven by the wind.
The peach blossoms shine on the ground, but are eventually turned red by the laughing demon. "Qingpingle·Pear Blossom" ——Shao ??Hengzhen of Yuan Dynasty The green house is deep and graceful.
The rain is light and quiet at dusk. The door is closed, the east wind springs and the spring grows old.
The fragrance of the Qishu tree is ethereal. A clear branch of snow has just begun to dry.
I felt melancholy in Donglan several times. It is expected that I will fall into a dream with the clouds, and the green quilt will be cold every night.
"Wusu Nian·Lingxu Palace Pear Blossom Poems" - Yuan Qiu Chuji Spring outings are grand, and it is the season of pear blossoms every year and cold food. The white brocade is fragrant and fragrant, and the jade village flowers are piled in the snow.
The quiet night is dark, the light is floating, and the moon is melting in the cold. On earth and in the sky, the silvery glow shines brightly.
He looks like the real person of Gushe, with graceful appearance and noble spirit. Whoever believes in the myriad changes is not in the same category as all the beauties.
The majestic spirit and pure talent, the immortal talents are outstanding, and it is difficult to distinguish them from the earth. After returning from Yaotai, you can see the cave sky clearly.
"Linjiang Fairy Pear Blossom" ——Liu Bingzhong of Yuan Dynasty The skin of ice and snow has a delicate fragrance, and the moonlight alone leans against the lantern. The gossamer lingers in the smoke ring.
The east wind does not blow away, so it should be protected from the cold. It is not appropriate to add color to quality, and you must know that creation is not frugal.
The apricot blossom is full of talent and withered. Jade Rongchun is lonely, don't look into the rain.
"Pear Blossoms with Red Lips" ——Liu Bingzhong of the Yuan Dynasty At dusk, the dust from socks does not reach Lingbo. The snow is fragrant and the trees are condensed.
Too lazy to rain on the balcony. One water is connected, and the pulse is difficult to describe.
What a shame. It's like complaining to others.
Loneliness is near Jiangzhu. "Water Dragon Song·Ode to Red Pear Blossoms in Autumn" - Wang Yun of the Yuan Dynasty The slender buds store the faint fragrance, and the exquisite pavilion locks in the beauty of the autumn sun.
The immortal root borrows warmth, and it will definitely not wait. The king of Jing will be covered with green. It is free and light, its jade face is pure, and its golden stems are dewy.
The west wind is overwhelming, the dusk rain in the east orchid sky is dotted, and the true concubine sheds tears. Who sent me to comfort you?
There are several swallows on the screen, a branch is fluttering, and the embroidered curtain is thin in the wind.
About to wash off makeup quickly, wine in jade bottle, pillow in autumn toad drunkenness.
"Magnolia Blossoms Slowly and Red Pear Blossoms" - Wang Yun of the Yuan Dynasty Love a branch of fragrant snow, a few evening rains, wash away the residue of makeup. Living in seclusion in the empty valley, the beauty is lonely, her tears are pink and the orchids are dry.
The beauty seems to be too elegant and bland, so I asked who will put the great medicine in the beautiful face. Stuffed with rouge, the night is purple, and the butterflies on the edge of the snow are facing the cold.
Romance is far more leisurely. Watching drunkenly and in amazement.
Po Xian was very annoyed by the heat of flowers and melancholy in Donglan. Pouring the spring wine carefully from the jade vase, waiting for the middle of the moon to play the flute and the beautiful clouds of the servant girl.
Blowing away thousands of green peach trees, they all flow into the world with the flowing water. "Good things are coming soon. New pear blossoms bloom in the courtyard" - Wang Yun, Yuan Dynasty.
The warm smoke is emitted late in the day, and the wind and snow are intoxicating. A statue of Yin Yuan washes makeup and looks at it, and the jade flute cracks with laughter.
Leave it to the courtyard late at night to accompany Su'e. "Brahmin Yin's Poem of Red Pear Blossoms in Zhao Xiangzhai" - Zhang Zhihan of the Yuan Dynasty. The ice posture is like a jade bone, and the east wind is willing to change the innocence.
The soft red makeup look is brand new. Fortunately, the fat-adjusting and slimming hands can be applied evenly all over the face.
I came in late to wash my makeup, so I felt a little angry. Musk scented skin.
I am so ashamed that I am ashamed of Haitang Chun. No matter how many fragrant wines there are, who can comfort the dusk?
I just worry about waking up and missing the wise master who cherishes the flowers. The rain on the branches is full of cry marks.
"Magnolia Slowly and Yang Siye Pear Blossom" - Yuan Wu Cheng Whose yard is full of flowers after cold food? There is a swing outside the wall, books are noisy in the wind pipe, and the star is shining at night.
Xiao Ran wakes up the saucy guests alone, and is ashamed of being a delicacy. Bingyu looked at each other and smiled, Huangzhou in March this year.
Dixu sings and dances on the highest floor. The fun is gone.
With the spirit of Bai Xue, the appearance of spring breeze, and the unparalleled heroic travel. If you don't drink wine with flowers, your eyebrows should not cause any worries.
That Xia Guanxi Confucius came to share the drunkenness and fragrance. "The Five Wonders of Hekong Mizhou: Pear Blossoms in Donglan" - Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green. When the catkins fly, the city is filled with flowers.
Two trees in the melancholy east column are covered with snow, and life can be seen so clearly. "Pear Blossom" - Lu You, Song Dynasty It's not too late to bloom into spring, and the green poplar fields are the most suitable.
During the expedition to the sencha field of the Western Shogunate, a painting of bienluan was made with broken branches. "Pear Blossom" - Lu You, Song Dynasty.
Chang Si Nan Zheng Qingming Road, drunken sleeves facing the wind and snow. "Pear Blossom" - Lu You, Song Dynasty The Jialing River is as tender as blue, and Fengji Mountain shines like a horse's head.
The welcoming place where willows and pear blossoms are used to welcome guests, I still dream of being in the south of the city. "Ci Yun Jin Zhi Wu Zhang Appreciating Pear Blossoms in Sha Temple" - Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian On the tenth day of spring in Shatou, who will plant it on that day?
The fragrance of the wind has not changed, and the branches are heavy with snow. Look at the flowers and think about the real food. Few people know the taste.
When the frost comes, hundreds of workers will have a rest, and the wine will be indulged. "Ciyun Pear Blossom" - Song Dynasty Huang Tingjian The faces of people in peach blossoms are all red, not as good as natural jade.
Always untainted by the wind and dust, the moon is gently caged against the east wall. "Pear Blossom" - Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty A clever solution can make butterflies fly when people laugh.
When I enter the house in the breeze, a few pieces of new clothes fall off. "Pear Blossoms at the Shasha Temple" - Huang Tingjian, Song Dynasty There are thousands of trees behind the Shasha Temple covered with snow, and ten miles in front of Changle Square are fragrant.
I wish you not to let the spring breeze blow away and compete with the snow late at night.
4. What are the poems that describe high pressure?
1. Stopping the cup and throwing chopsticks, unable to eat, drawing the sword and looking around at a loss. ——From "Traveling is Difficult Part One" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: I felt depressed, and I put down my cup and chopsticks and refused to eat; I pulled out my sword and looked around, feeling at a loss.
2. There is no way to get rid of this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. ——From "A Cut of Plum Blossoms and the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots in Autumn" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty
This sorrow cannot be dismissed. As soon as it disappeared from the slightly frowning eyebrows, it faintly lingered in my heart again.
3. After drinking in Dongpo at night, I woke up drunk and came back as if it was midnight. The boy's breath is thundering. No one knocks on the door, but leans on the stick and listens to the sound of the river. I always regret that this body is not mine, when will I forget Yingying? The wind is quiet at night and the grain is flat. The boat passed away from now on, and the river and sea left it for the rest of my life. ——"Linjiang Immortal" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Translation: Drinking in Dongpo at night, getting drunk and then waking up again, and then drinking again after waking up. It seemed to be the third watch when I came back. The servant boy at home was already fast asleep and snoring like thunder. He knocked on the door repeatedly but received no response, so he could only lean on his quinoa stick and listen to the roar of the rushing river.
I always regret that I am in the official career, and this body is no longer my own. When can we forget about competing for fame and wealth? Taking advantage of the late night, calm wind, and flat river waves, I sailed on a small boat and disappeared, wandering around the rivers and lakes for the rest of my life.
4. Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raise a cup to relieve sorrow and make it more sorrowful. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Farewell to School Secretary Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Tower in Xuanzhou".
Translation: Sorrow is like running water. It can’t be cut with a knife, and it can’t be cleared away with wine. Describes the continuous and heavy sorrow. It expresses deep helplessness in facing the reality that cannot be changed.
5. I always regret that this body is not mine. When will I forget about camp? ——"Linjiang Immortal·Returning to Lingao at Night" Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Translation: When the majority of people have no self, when can they not be fettered by external things and be free and carefree.
5. I am Yali Poetry
How much do I love you? There are countless words and thousands of words.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love you as much as my heart can reach
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
Depth, breadth and height - just as I seek
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
Xuan Ming of God’s presence and profound grace.
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love you to the level of sunlight and candle flame
I love thee to the level of everyday's
It goes without saying that every day is necessary. I love you without thought
Most quiet , by sun and candle-light
Like men fighting for justice;
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love you purely, as they bow before praise.
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion of my childhood; I love you
I love thee with the passion put to use
With enthusiasm, just like the bitterness of the past;
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith
I love you, resist I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
I love you with my whole life
With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath,
Breath, smile and tears--if it is God's
Smiles, tears, and all my life -- and, if God choose;
Meaning, then, I will love you even more after I die!
I shall but love thee better after dea