We especially admire China's ancient poems about tigers. Since ancient times, the poems of some famous poets have been handed down to this day, and we have been studying these ancient poems since we were students. Do you know the ancient poems about tigers? Let me introduce you.
Ancient Tiger Poetry 1 1, Fang Jing Niannujiao Erjunzi Temple.
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Zheng Xie
The Gankun side, supported by generations of Hao Ying, is in mid-air.
The immortal dragon is immortal, and the seven orifices are drier than the heart.
Bamboo sticks and linen, scarlet robes and white blades are simple, clumsy and hard.
Confidence comes out, and I don't understand why.
I also know Gao Kui from Miracle, Yi San from Hongdian and Shen Fu from Yue Wei.
He collapsed from the beginning, and the topic was different.
Ten pieces of furniture, ten thousand pieces of skin, and the soul is broken.
The world's rats, how to make up the tiger!
2. Qinyuanchun Shangshu Nian
Year: Song Author: He Menggui
In the year of Shangshu, Peng Ya sang Arc for the first time. It is a tiger in the forest, a great literary field, a lucky person and a strange word in the world. Taishou Maichen was fifty years old, Zhongshupo was fifty-one, and he looked back to Africa in fifty-two years. Human relations, talking and laughing, getting drunk.
Grandma still remembers that year. I once worshipped the Jade Pier in the crevice of the wind. Nianqing lining lotus leaf, wedding dress still there, bronze diamond shadow, broken mirror still left. Half a mat, an official bows, and creation should also be played with children. Let heaven see who plays me and I will play him.
3. Chapter II of Listening to Tiger Fu in the Mountain
Year: Song Author: Li Tingrui
Crops in the east village and the west village are like clouds, and they want to get yellow.
The beaks of mouse teeth don't count, but there are thousands of wild birds here.
Sitting in the field on a frosty night, the sound of knocking on the plow and hitting the pestle is endless.
Five less sleepy, work hard at the end of the year.
In recent days, the tiger has reached Nanshan, and wild people are afraid to avoid it.
Therefore, a pillow can sleep soundly, and dogs are always bitten.
Alas, dogs can eat geometry, and it is more harmful for wild birds not to go.
Tiger Poetry 2 1, presented to Zhao Taishou Yue (Li Bai) in Xuancheng.
Zhao Wuxu got a treasure and made great contributions to the Prince. 3000 hall guests, inside and outside the plain. The six countries raise the breeze, and the British sound is deafening. After you became the Great Sage, you inherited the great cause of your ancestors and came to the south of Xuancheng Prefecture to become the governor of Huzhu. Your grandchildren are like lush trees and dragons, intertwined for thousands of years. Dragons give birth to dragons, and there is no grass under the ancient pine branches, which is full of fragrant orchids. When I was in Nanyang, I was indebted to you for your kindness to our men. You used to be an imperial adviser, and you were stripped of the imperial examination show. I often write proposals with Bai Bi, and I have also been to the north to chase ghosts. In Tianbeimen, the air of the three armed forces with axes is as heavy as snow. You have been the governor of two places before and after, rippling with the osprey again. I burned incense, entered the emperor's Lantai, and drafted the documents of Yan Fangquan. The emperor once valued my assistant Shi, and I was like an eagle flying high. My name is all over the cloth, such as trademark piercing, to be strong and unyielding. Obviously higher than Lin, but suffocating, although suffocating, my quality is more obvious. You were the governor of three counties, and wherever you went, the wicked fled from the wind. And I, like the Stork of the Guard, have Che Xuan of Wei Yigong, and made mistakes. Self-mockery is like wearing a surname's shoes, with uppers and no soles. In embarrassment, people facing the white fox fur coat can't help but feel ashamed. When I have leisure, I tread on bamboo and write poems, and I study them carefully and forget the time of day and night. Gaunt and ugly, what's the point? The old cow pulls the old cart, and the thin horse drives the two carts. May the sun shine on me and illuminate the darkness under the blessed basin. Heroes are born in troubled times, and the sea does not oscillate. How can Dapeng fly high? I expect you to live taller every day and lend you the east wind.
2. Send three songs to friends (Li Bai)
Orchids grow improperly, preferring quiet grass. Always frosted by frost, the beauty of the past has not grown old. Once attached to the female Qiongzhi by mistake, the root of Wang Chi. Look at yourself, there is no pleasant fragrance, white bear blowing in the breeze. If Duofang can wear it, she is willing to spend the year together. The Zhao dagger in the sleeve was bought at Mrs. Xu's house. Frost blade Weiyuan was imprisoned in Yu Yu and experienced Qin State and Qin State. The planned things have not landed and turned into the dust of the journey. I want to give you this dagger, but I can't pass you. Jing Ke went, and the strong man was destroyed. At the side of Xiao Shui, I cried loudly, and Xiao Shui also raised waves for me. Digging a well as deep as a spring, sailing to help the people cross the river, hoping to assist the emperor. A horse doesn't need to add the integrity of a righteous person. Life is dear to each other, so why gold and money? It's not that I have no ambition to despise the times and meritorious deeds. Looking at the wise man jokingly and dissolutely, thinking that it was just a farce of children. It's troublesome to engage in this industry, and I have long been in the mood to help the emperor. But the bitter mountain is cold in the north, but who knows the south house. The new wine brewed in that year drove away the cold, and the temples on both sides were white with frost. Liu Bei, the master of Shu, misses Zhuge Liang, and Emperor Jin Jia hopes Xie Anshi, and both hope to have ministers to assist him. Now the people have made a list of five dices, and each of them throws a piece of food, laughter and gold. Tiger tiger falls all over Chen Hu, especially on the seashore, listening to fish songs at night. Su Qin was wearing shabby fur, and his wife and sister-in-law were ashamed. Feng Xuan gave the sword to their relatives. Master, you uphold the family's righteousness, and those public sisters can't be your neighbors. Don't use the distant Xijiang River to make empty promises to Donghai Ming, who is dying of thirst. One day, I will ascend to heaven and repay my master with gold.
After the chaos, he will avoid the ground and leave it to Cui Xuancheng (Li Bai).
Two geese fly to Luoyang and five horses cross the river. What's the point of going to the East Gate? Hu Chu screamed even harder. The central plains walked by wolves and tigers, and the ancestral temple was burned. It's too white to cross the sky during the day, and the setting sun covers the rest. The city of kings is crumbling, and the road to the world is steep. Looking at Chang 'an in the world, there are few smiles in the west. When suspicious leaves fall, bones hang in the air. Even soldiers are like snow-capped mountains, who can expect to break the enemy? I hung my wings in the north and learned from the southern leopard. Master Cui Zixian, enjoy every call. There is a purple jade on the bed of Hu, but it is called by Qingyun. Huayang is full of cities, and the wine is in the same place. It suddenly occurred to me that the stream, water and rocks were far away. The snow is bright, and the wind opens the lakes and mountains. Stuffy for chanting, drunk for wuyue tune. The red light moves the golden light, and the sun shines on the sea. Scatter the ancient meaning alone, and hang a stream to fish. Apes crow near the sky, and people move to the moon. There is no way to get cinnabar. Fahua's long speech will embarrass Tao Gong.