Poems about nostalgia for beautiful scenery 1. Poems about nostalgia
1. -Liu Yong's Yu Lin Ling
2. There is no way to be sad here, and now I am away from Changchun Grass. -Li Bai's Song of Jinling, Farewell to Fan Xuan
3. while the hat of a pilgrim carries the sunset, farther and farther down the green mountain. -Liu Changqing's
4. I don't regret it when my clothes are getting wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's "Fengqiwu"
5. Life and death are rich, and they are happy with each other. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous "The Book of Songs"
6. If the two feelings are long-lasting, they are still in the morning and evening. -Qin Guan's Queqiao Fairy
7. When will Acacia meet? At this time, this night is embarrassing. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
8. There is a beauty, and I don't forget it. If I don't see it for a day, I think it is crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiuhuang Qinge"
9. This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain, and the night; You smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's "Fu Bie"
1. When you enter my lovesick door, you know that I am lovesick, and the long-term lovesickness looks like a memory, and the short-term lovesickness is infinite. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
11. Once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber. -Yuan Zhen's "Four Poems from Thinking"
12. If you raise the road dust, if you muddy the cement, when will you meet? -Cao Zhi's "Bright Moon on Tall Buildings"
13. Disappointment and parting should be the same, and the most difficult thing is to clear up grievances in the moonlight. -Nalan Xingde's "Yu Meiren"
14. Returning your eyes to tears, I hate not meeting each other before I get married. -Zhang Ji's ode to women
15. How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I have been begging the Buddha for 5 years, asking him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree"
16. How can I live together but not die? -Chen Hengke's Portrait of Spring Qi
17. I don't know if Silang hates mandy. -Liang Qichao's "Taiwan Province Zhuzhi Ci"
18. Since the monarch came out, the mirror is dark and incurable. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why have you been poor? -Xu Gan's "Thinking in the Room"
19. When you meet each other, if you don't see it, how can you be ruthless? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
2. Poems about nostalgia
Boating in Guazhou, Wang Anshi's Jingkou Guazhou Yishui, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze is green and Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? Shangshan starts to levy taxes early in the morning, and visitors mourn for their hometown. Chickens sing in Maodian Moon, people are covered with frost on Banqiao. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and bitter flowers fall on the wall of the Ming Post.
now, nearing my village, meeting people, I dare not ask a single question Respondents: argent_1987-Senior Magician Level 7 12-6 18: 3-------. Especially in ancient times, when transportation and communication were extremely underdeveloped, once you left your hometown, the road ahead was long, and when would it be the year of return? The mountain is heavy, who will pass on the township book? As a result, poets who are far away from home often can't help but feel sad, and beautiful and sad poems gush out and become popular poems for thousands of years.
touching the scene brings emotion. Poets' homesickness often rushes out because of some chance.
The night rain, the bright moon hanging high, the setting sun, the flute outside the Great Wall and so on will all affect the poet's yearning for his native land. Poets often express their poetic feelings because of it.
China's No.1 homesick poem is like this: so bright a gleam on the foot of my bed, could there have been a frost already?. I raise my head to gaze at the moon, Lowering my head, my nostalgia comes around.
It is the bright moon in autumn that triggers the poet's homesickness. On the night of late autumn, a full moon hung on the horizon, and the moonlight shone through the window in front of the poet's bed, so bright that the poet suspected it was "frost on the ground".
A word "frost" not only describes the whiteness of moonlight, but also gives people a sense of coldness and loneliness. Then the poet can't help but "raise" his head and "lower" his head, from "looking" to "thinking"
The meticulous movements vividly describe the poet's psychological activities. The poet looked up at the bright and clean jade plate and the dancing laurel, thinking: how round and lovely the moon is tonight? How can we be reunited! So the poet remembered his hometown.
what do you think of your hometown? The poet didn't elaborate. Let us readers imagine.
Let's look at Li Yi's on hearing a flute at night from the wall of shouxiang again: the sand is like snow before returning to Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I do not know where to blow the desolate reed pipe, a night of looking at home.
In this poem, it is also written that the moonlight is like frost, and it also renders the desolate atmosphere. This kind of scenery, together with the soldiers who have been stationed in the border fortress for many years, makes them feel more lonely.
in such an atmosphere, the sound of the flute suddenly came from nowhere, and it was tactfully sad, like crying. The sound of the wind deeply touched the homesickness of the soldiers.
"One night" shows the duration of thoughts; "I hope" points out the scope of infection. Similarly, Li Bai also wrote, "Who can't afford to miss home?" The poem.
All of them are induced by the sound of reed flute, showing deep homesickness. Sad and sad, touching.
remembering from Philip Burkart. The former kind of ancient poetry is often caused by the poet's homesickness because of the scenery, but the specific content of homesickness is not explained by the poet.
There is another kind of poetry that expresses the poet's homesickness through the specific scene of missing his hometown. For example, Wang Wei's "on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong": Being a stranger alone in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every festive season.
if you know where your brother is climbing, you will be missing one person. Festivals are supposed to be a time for family, friends and relatives to get together, but the poet is "alone" in a "foreign" land, so he "misses his relatives twice".
what does the poet miss? The poem conceives such a scene: on this Double Ninth Festival, all the brothers in the family climbed up. They sang and danced one by one, lively and lively.
But just as they were plugging through cornus one by one, it was a pity that one person was missing. Brothers may be quiet at once, holding an extra cornus and chanting about me on a long trip.
here, the change from "all over" to "one person less" naturally aroused feelings. The poet shows his homesickness in twists and turns through the imaginary scene, which is graceful and touching.
Coincidentally, the same is true of Bai Juyi's "From Handan to Missing Home at Night": Every winter solstice in Handan, I am accompanied by a knee-hugging lamp. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
poets who are far away in a foreign land are inseparable at the night of the winter solstice. At this time, only the shadow of the lamp is accompanied, and it is chilly, so I sit with my knees tucked.
Lonely lights and coldness will naturally remind you of the warmth of home and the warmth of family. But the poet didn't write about his homesickness, but guessed that his family would sit up late at night at this time, thinking about himself as well.
they are probably chanting about my life in other places at this time. In fact, the poet guessed that his family missed him, and Zhengqu Pen showed his deep yearning for his family.
simple and affectionate. Ask Mei Ju.
"Beauty is not beautiful, but hometown water; Pro than pro, hometown people. " Far away in a different place, when you meet someone from your hometown, you can imagine the excitement and joy.
There must be a lot of things that come to mind when we meet: Is your family safe? What's the life like in my hometown? Wait a minute. But there is such a poet, who doesn't ask these questions, but only asks whether the cold plum blossoms in front of the window are blooming: You are from your hometown, tell me what has happened there!.
before the window, opening its first cold blossom?? -Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems" love for hometown is not abstract, but is embodied in loving the landscape, land, scenery and human feelings of hometown, and even every grass and tree. You see, the poet was so careful when he asked about the hometown of Hanmei-"in front of the window", so concerned-"Is it blooming?" It can be seen that the poet always misses his hometown.
Plum blossom is often a symbol of nobility and holiness, and the cold plum in the poem obviously represents the hometown. How beautiful the hometown is in the poet's mind! Poetry looks small, on the surface, like a glass of fresh water.
In fact, it is plain and full of poetic sentiment, which shows the poet's strong attachment to his hometown. I often wonder if Wang Wei was inspired by the Southern Dynasties writer Jiang Zong when he wrote this poem. Nine Days in Chang 'an: The heart is driven away by the southern clouds, and the shape comes with the northern geese.
How many flowers are there under the old garden fence today? In the poem, I first wrote my own "heart" and "shape" in the opposite direction, and vividly and succinctly wrote the heart that was traveling far away but flew back to my hometown. The poet misses his hometown and imagines the pure and beautiful chrysanthemums by the fence. "How many flowers are there today?" Is it one or two, or three or four? Reading such a poem, we seem to see that the poet has to count one by one, and the eagerness and infatuation are vividly on the paper, which is really infatuated! Write books and pass on words.
it's hard to cross the mountain, but it's hard to send a brocade book. Homesick people can only sing about the moon, right.
3. Poems that miss the beautiful scenery in winter
I don't know that the water is coming first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Morning Plum")
"Morning Plum" is a four-line poem written by Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Wei (talking about Rong Yu). Different from other Yongmei poems, this poem focuses on the word "early", which refers to the early flowering of plum blossoms. The whole poem begins with the plum blossom that is like jade but not snow, and starts near the water, and writes the form and spirit of the early plum blossom. At the same time, it also writes the cognitive process of the poet's exploration and search, and through the surface, it writes the spiritual fit between the poet and Han Mei.
overall appreciation
this poem is intended to praise the nobleness of Zaomei, but the author did not make a comment or praise, but clearly described Zaomei's noble character and the poet's praise.
"A tree with cold plum and white jade strips" describes the beautiful appearance of early plum blossoms. "One tree" is actually full of trees, describing the dense and colorful flowers; "Cold plum" refers to the early flowering, still in the cold season of late winter and early spring, closely following the word "early"; "White Jade Strips" vividly describe the white and beautiful charm of plum blossoms, which are as dazzling as pieces of white jade. This is a description of the appearance of plum blossoms, which is tangible and fascinating.
"Jionglin Village Road and Riverside Bridge" shows Zaomei's noble character from the growing environment. Flowers and plants are ignorant and don't choose the growing environment, but the poets here blend in with people's thoughts and ideas in the real scenery, as if Hanmei deliberately stayed away from the village road and went to the remote bridge near the stream and quietly opened alone. This gives Zaomei the noble character of not competing for the world and grandstanding. In this way, the artistic conception of the poem is broadened, which further highlights the nobleness of early plum. The last two sentences express the poet's feelings when he first saw the early plum blossoms by the bridge. "I don't know if the water is near, it will start first" is a turning point after two sentences about the early plum blossom, and expresses the surprise of the early plum blossom near the water with amazing tone. "Doubt is not sold by winter snow" to write the reason of "I don't know", and the word "doubt" is more vivid, which vividly renders the poet's surprise at that time. It seems that the poet can't believe that his eyes are seeing plum blossoms, but wonders whether the unmelted winter snow is weighing on the branches. This closely echoes the "white jade strip" in the first sentence, which is a metaphor for the white and awe-inspiring image and character of plum blossoms, thus implicitly and tactfully putting poetry into practice, further deepening the theme of the poem and strengthening people's admiration for early plum blossoms.
a quatrains, only 28 words, can write the plum blossom so beautifully. Apart from the novel conception, it also lies in the fact that the poet can capture the characteristics of early plum, such as color (whiteness), location (remoteness), season (early spring), temperament (cold tolerance) and posture (beauty), and refine and summarize them artistically with the help of images. Plum and snow often form an indissoluble bond in poets' works. For example, Xu Hun's poem "Early Plum" says: "A tree is plain and snowy", which describes plum blossoms as snow, while this poem is suspicious of plum blossoms as snow, with different intentions. For cold plum blossom hair, all kinds are as jade as snow, and many poets have also had similar illusions of doubt.
4. Poems that describe the scenery express thoughts
Poems that describe the scenery
Spring scenery can't be caged in the garden, and an apricot comes out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng
The river is as red as fire at sunrise and as green as blue in spring. -Bai Juyi
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhizhang
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and he is the prophet of duck warming on the riverside. -su Shi
good rain knows the season, and spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu
the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea. -Li Bai
Poems to express my thoughts
May I be like a star and a moon, and I will spend every night shining brightly. -Fan Chengda
knows that he is always in love, and he is disappointed with the sound of the river at the head of Wangjiang. -Li shangyin
how many lovesickness one-night stands are, and the ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang Zhongsu
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to talk bleak. -Su Shi
earth endures, heaven endures; some time both shall end, while this unending sorrow goes on and on for ever. -Bai Juyi
Don't be infatuated with love in his life. There is no place in the world where he is lovesick. -Kuang Zhouyi
though I have for my body no wings like those of the bright-coloured phoenix, yet I feel the harmonious heart-beat of the Sacred Unicorn. -Li Shangyin
Life is naturally infatuated, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. -Ouyang Xiu
A thousand dollars is like a gift. Who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji
5. Poems to describe nostalgia
Poems to describe nostalgia: There is no mood in Doumen's account, and there is nostalgia, and Lanzhou urges it (from "Yu Lin Ling Cold and Chilling").
Original work: The rain bell is cold and mournful, and it is late for the pavilion, and the shower begins to rest. In Kyoto city peripherals farewell, but did not drink the mood, is reluctant to leave, the boat people have been urged to start.
Holding hands and staring at each other with tears, I was speechless and choked. Think of this return to the south, this journey is another way, thousands of miles, a stretch of misty, the Night Fog of the sky is a boundless.
Affectionate feelings hurt parting since ancient times, which is even worse than snubbing the Qing Autumn Festival! Who knows where I am when I sober tonight? Fear is only the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the waning of the waning of the waning moon. This is a long time, the people who fall in love are not together, I expect even to meet the good weather, good scenery, as in name only.
even though there are thousands of customs, who should I talk to? Vernacular translation: The cicada after autumn is so sad and urgent. Facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Outside the Kyoto city, there was a farewell dinner, but there was no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to part, the people on board had already urged me to start.
Holding hands, we looked at each other with tears in our eyes. Until the end, we were speechless and couldn't say a thousand words in our throat. Thinking of going back to the south, this journey is another journey, a thousand miles away, a smoke wave, and the dark night sky is endless.
since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this sadness be endured! Who knows where I am when I wake up tonight? I'm afraid it's only the willow bank that faces the piercing morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since we left each other, and people who love each other are not together. I guess even if we meet good weather and beautiful scenery, it's just like nothing.
even if you are full of affection, who can you enjoy it with?