Sunset in Poetry (Sunset)
1. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Thousands of miles away, the city is closed for a long time.
Sorrow in poetry
1. Far from sorrow, the sun sets, and the whip points to the end of the world.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the mind is refreshed and the golden beast disappears.
The Tree in Poetry
1. On one side of the sinking ship, Qian Fan passed, and the sick tree led to Wan Muchun.
There are many trees and plenty of herbs.
3. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Tears in poetry
1. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
When people suffer from insomnia, they are generally white-haired and full of tears.
3. There are endless tears in the rivers and mountains. Who said that heaven and earth are wide?
Scenery beyond the Great Wall in Poetry
1. Levy Peng Li, return to the wild goose and enter the lake field.
2. When the traffic jam comes to autumn scenery, nobody cares about Hengyang geese.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Birds in poetry
1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil.
2. The yellow crane will no longer come and the white clouds will no longer fly.
I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang.
Mountains and rivers in poetry (Jiangshan)
1. Infinite rivers and mountains and tears, who said that heaven and earth are wide.
2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
3. Talented people come forth in large numbers, from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.
Spring scenery in poetry
1. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil.
2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Summer scenery in poetry
1. From the south wind at night, the wheat is covered with yellow.
2. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
Autumn scenery in Poetry
1. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring.
2. The autumn wind is bleak and the waves are rough.
When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool.
4. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
5. Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence and see Nanshan leisurely.
Winter scenery in poetry
1. Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.
2 ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. 3. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream.
Shi Zhongshan
1. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains are short in the sky. ..
2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. Here, birds live in the mountains, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond.
Water in poetry
1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village.
Water brings you the feeling of home, and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Chinese and Japanese poetry
1. Sunrise southeast corner, according to my Qin Shilou.
2. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
In the pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
Poetic brushstrokes
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.
2. If the east wind doesn't follow, Tongquetai locks Er Qiao in spring.
At night, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow.
4. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Flowers in poetry
1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains.
2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
Snow in poetry
1. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain.
3. Where is Yunheng Qinling's home? The heavy snow hindered the horse's progress.
The Moon in Poetry
1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2. When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.
3. There is nothing to say when going to the West Building alone, and the moon is like a hook.
Rain in poetry
1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.
2. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Grass in poetry
1. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.
2. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
3. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays?
Willow in poetry
1. There is no road in the mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village.
2. If you want to wet your clothes, it will rain with apricot blossoms, and a dark flower will bloom in another village.
3. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
Clouds in poetry
1. The moon rises like a mirror and the sea clouds twinkle like a palace. 2. When the pond half an acre square opened, the sky was overcast.
The fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and the mind is refreshed and the golden beast disappears.
The Lake in Poetry
1. Here is the lake in August, and heaven is an air.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock in June.
3. I love the lack of lake in the eastbound direction and the white sand embankment in the shade of Populus davidiana.
4. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup is always appropriate.
felsenmeer
1. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
2 ... Night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.
The ship in the poem
1. At the foot of the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water.
2. Water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
Poetry wine
1. Let's open your window and overlook the garden and fields, holding cups and talking about mulberry and hemp.
2. A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, but Ran Yan has not lost his mind.
Nostalgia in Poetry
1. A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't lost his mind, and the tube is full of frost.
2. It is known that Chundao is close and it is difficult to leave home.
I can finally send my emissary? Geese, return to Luoyang.
A poem that treats parting with an open mind.
1. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has a sunny garden. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
An unknown farewell but meaningful poem in a poem.
1. Then he disappeared around the corner, leaving only hoofprint.
2. Lonely sails and blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
Ambition in poetry
1. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains are short in the sky. ..
2. The old man crouches, aiming for thousands of miles; In my old age, I am full of courage.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.
Philosophy in poetry
1. There is no road in the mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village.
Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree.
3. Don't be afraid of clouds to cover your eyes and reach the peak.
4. Jiangshan has produced talents, each leading the way for hundreds of years.
5. Ask where the canal is so clear, because there is running water from the source.