Homophonic antithesis poem

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

-Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."

-Du Fu's quatrains

The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.

-Li Bai's "On Nanjing's Landing on the Phoenix Terrace"

Outside the window, the flowers are dancing freely, just like in a dream, the rain is falling and drifting aimlessly, like melancholy.

-Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"

Since we left each other, we drifted like clouds, and ten years passed like running water, until we finally got together again.

-Wei, "Huai Shang Wen Liang Chuan Old Friend"

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

-Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xielou Farewell School Book Shu Yun"

"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

-Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei Yi in the Mountain Garden"

Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me.

-Qin Guan's "Eight Six Children Leaning against the Danger Pavilion"

You bury your bones under the mud spring, and I send snow all over the world.

-Bai Juyi's Dream Micro

Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.

-Yan Dao Ji's "Linjiang Fairy, Dream Back, Tower Lock"

Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.

-Huang Tingjian's "Send the Yellow Number Back"

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

-Yan Shu's "Huanxisha, a new word and a glass of wine"

The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!

-Du Fu's Moonlight Remembering My Brother

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

-Lu Meipo's "Xue Mei No.1"

Dark purple, bright yellow.

-Li Shangyin's Chrysanthemum

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

-Li Shangyin's "Jinse"

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

-Li He's fifth poem of Twenty-three Horses

The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.

-Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country

The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.

-Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande River"

The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy.

-Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth.

Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon.

—— Huang Tingjian's "Deng Express Pavilion"

The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.

-Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"

The sky is far away, and the moon is always lonely.

-Du Fu's Jianghan

Clouds are like practice, water is cool and wind is like autumn.

-Ouyang Zhan's Huai Zhao Qiu Zhi Ren Yun Meng Xin Li.

In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.

-Qin Guan's "Cool"

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.

-Du Fu's Hope for Spring

Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon.

-Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai"

One inch of red heart is a picture of serving the country, and two lines of tears are homesick.

-Yu Qian's beginning of spring Day

See the minister's day in times of crisis, there is chaos in the world, and a loyal person.

-Bao Zhao's "From the North Gate of Jibei"

Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.

-Wang Wei's "My retreat in Zhongnanshan"

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

-Zhinan's "Jueju"

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk.

-Ouyang Xiu's Life Inspector Yuan Xi

The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen.

-Wang Wei's March on the Fortress

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.

-Xin Qiji's "Walking on the Yellow Sand Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night"

The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.

-Su Shi's "Drinking Two Rains on Lake Chuqing, Part Two"

When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass.

-Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan"

How easy it is to read with a pillow, and the scenery is better before the rain.

-Li Qingzhao's "Breaking the Huanxi Sand, Sick and Rustling"

The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.

-Du Fu's Two Poems

People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.

-Wang Wei's "Birds Singing Stream"

Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.

-Song Qi's "Yulouchun".

Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches.

-Qin Guan's Spring Day

At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves.

-Yan Shu's Spring Scenes

Fragrant trees have no flowers, and birds are singing all the way to the spring mountain.

-Li Hua's Improvisation in Spring

A bed of spring leeks is green, and ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant.

-Cao Xueqin's Goose Water

The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.

-Yan Shu "Lou Yu Chunchun Hate"

Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house.

-Wang Wei's Letter to Pei Di from My Cabin in Wangchuan

The cicadas are singing, and the Woods are particularly quiet; The singing of birds in the mountains is more beautiful than usual.

-Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"

An egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer.

-Wang Wei is in my hotel, in Wangchuan after a heavy rain.

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.

-Zhao Shixiu's "Guest"

One night, the rain became a dream, and Qiu Lai was given a lotus leaf.

-Chen Wenshu's Summer Miscellaneous Poems

Clouds are like practice, water is cool and wind is like autumn.

-Ouyang Zhan's Huai Zhao Qiu Zhi Ren Yun Meng Xin Li.

The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.

-Meng Haoran's "Nan Ting Xia Xiang Xin"

Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.

-Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting

Night after night, the moon in Taiyuan winds, but the heart returns to Cheryl's hometown, her body, with the moonlight.

-Li Bai's Early Autumn in Taiyuan

Full of autumn colors, driving on the wide and open river.

-Zhang Xiaoxiang's "Xijiang Moon under the Gale Peak"

Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.

-Li Bai's "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building"

On the road, the annual autumn grass pushes Chinese and Japanese architecture to the sunset.

-Yan, "Partridge Sky, Drunk Shooting Spring Shirts and Cherishing Old Fragrance"

After the rain is over, the wine wakes the lonely pillow geese.

-Du Mu's Late Autumn in Qi 'an County

The stream of the river has been flowing for less than a day, and white stones are exposed on the riverbed. The weather is getting colder and the red leaves on the branches are becoming scarce.

-Wang Wei's In the Mountains

Juanjuan moon outside the crystal curtain, layers of snowflakes on the branches of pear trees.

-Yang Ji's "Bodhisattva Juanjuan, Beyond the Crystal Curtain"

In the late spring when it snows heavily, the Great Wall, a journey across the Yellow River and around Montenegro.

-Liu's "Sorrow"

Xishan is covered with snow all year round, and the three cities are heavily stationed; Nanjiao Bridge spans the majestic Jinjiang River.

-Du Fu's Wild Hope

Drunk to sleep in Xipu Yueming last night. Nanxi Snow is fishing alone tonight.

-Shi Hong's "The Fisherman Proudly Leads, the Son says that the water is cold and the wind is cold"

It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky.

-Du Fu's "Two Hearts and Water Threshold"

Our single lamp shines through cold and wet, wet bamboo and dark floating smoke.

-Si Kongshu's "Yunyang Inn Don't Shen Han"

The grass is yellow in autumn, and the eagle eye is sharper; When the ice and snow melt, the horseshoe is extraordinarily brisk.

-Wang Wei's Hunting

Long and spacious, longing for home.

-Zhang Jiuling's "Xijiang Night Walk"

A maid-in-waiting lived 1000 miles away from home for twenty years.

-Zhang Hu's Gong Ci of "Thousands of Miles from Home"

The river is three thousand miles long, and there are fifteen letters from home.

-Yuan Kai's letter from the capital

Look at the white hairs on both sides of the two or three Hunan autumn hairs, especially the moon-gazing disc.

-Lu Xun's "Sleeping at Wuchang"

Homesick at night, disgusting during the New Year.

-Ouyang Xiu's "The Play Answers Yuan Zhen"

North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.

-Anonymous "Continue and Continue"

On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.

-Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"

The moon comes first near the water tower, and flowers and trees are easy to spring in the sun.

-Su Lin's "broken sentence"

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

-Li Shangyin Untitled It was a long time before I met her, but it was even longer after we broke up.

Shooters should shoot horses, and leaders should catch their leaders.

-Du Fu's Nine Sides Sixth

Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year.

-Liu Xiyi "A Generation of Sad Pulsatilla"

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

-Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass

The high wind knows the strength of grass, and the board swings to know the sincerity of ministers.

-Li Shimin's "Gift to Xiao Yu"