2. The name in the dreamland ancient poems is 1. Jiangnan by Han Yuefu: Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and lotus leaves are sweet.
Fish are frolicking among the lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
2. The Northern Dynasty folk song "Chile Song": Chile River, under the Yinshan Mountain. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. 3. Luo Yong Goose: Goose, Goose, Goose, think about it.
White feathers, floating in green water; The red soles of the feet stir the clear water. 4. Li Qiao's Wind: Autumn leaves can bloom on February 3rd.
Scraping the river surface can set off several huge waves in thousands of feet, and blowing bamboo can make tens of thousands of poles tilt. 5. He Zhangzhi's "Chanting Willow": Jasper is dressed as a tree, and thousands of green tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 6. Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci: The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city-Wan Ren.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! 7. Heron Hostel: The mountains cover the daytime, and the sea drains the golden river.
Take a step further. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn: This morning in spring, I woke up easily, surrounded by birds singing.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. 9. William Wang's Liangzhou Ci: A glass of glowing wine urges you to drink the pipa immediately.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? 10. Wang Changling's "The Great Wall": Qin Guan Mingyue, people did not return on the Long March. If Wei Qing, who attacked Longcheng, and Li Guang, the flying general, were alive today, the Huns would not be allowed to go south to spend their horses in Yinshan.
1 1. "Farewell to Furong Inn and Xin Qiji": Seeing off guests in Chushan in the cold rain at night. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
12. Wang Wei, Chai Lu: There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
13. "Send Two Stones to Anxi": Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
14. "I miss my Shandong brothers in a mountain holiday": Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
15. Li Bai's quiet night thinking: The foot of the bed is bright, and there is frost? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
16. "Ancient Waves Exploring the Moon": When I was a child, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Panyu. I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
17. "Looking at Lushan Waterfall": Rizhao incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of Sichuan. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
18. A Gift for Wang Lun: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard a song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
19. "Yellow Crane Tower Farewell Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou": An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
20. "Release Bai Di City in advance": Leave the colorful clouds in Bai Di and return to Jiangling in one day. The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
2 1. "Looking at Tianmen Mountain": Tianmen breaks the Chu River, and Higashi Shimizu flows. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
22. Gao Shi's Don't Be a Big Boy: Thousands of miles away, in the daytime in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession. Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you! 23. Du Fu's quatrains: Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets soar into the sky.
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night": Good rain knows the season when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. 25. "Jueju": The evening is beautiful, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in spring.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach. 26 "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside": Huang Si's family is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. 27. Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer: The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. But how much love there is in that inch-long grass, have you got three rays of spring? 28. Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue: There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of roads.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. 29. Jia Dao's suicide note: I asked your student under a pine tree, "My teacher," he replied, "went to collect medicine."
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . 30. Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge: On a cold night, Jiang Feng sleeps while fishing.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. 3 1. Zhang's "Fishing Songs": Egrets fly in front of the Cisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing.
An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain. 32. Lulun's Sediments: In the bright moonlight, geese soar, and the chief of the Tatar people runs away in the dark.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives. 33 Liu Yuxi's "Looking at Dongting Lake": the lake is full of moonlight, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate. 34. "Waves on the Sand": The Wan Li sand of the Yellow River has nine twists, and waves and winds are blowing from the horizon.
Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together. 35. Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass: The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again. 36. On the Pool: Little Baby punts and steals back to Bai Lianhua.
He didn't know how to hide the trail. The duckweed on the water left a boat through the trail. 37. "Recalling Jiangnan": Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.
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. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? 38. Li Shen's Sympathy for Farmers (I): Weeding is at noon, and sweat drips into the soil.
Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? 39. "Compassion for Farmers" (2): A millet is planted in spring and 10,000 seeds are harvested in autumn.
There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death. 40. Du Mu's "Mountain Walk": The stone path in the distant mountains is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. 4 1. Tomb-Sweeping Day: It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. 42. "Jiangnan Spring": Thousands of miles of warblers sing green and red, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine is the flag wind.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. 43. Li Shangyin's Le Garden Scenic Area: With the twilight shadow in my heart, I rushed to the ancient plain.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk. 44. Luo Yin's Bee: No matter the flat land or the top of the mountain, it occupies infinite scenery.
After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet? 45. Hu Ling's Children Fishing: A unkempt little boy sat by a raspberry moss and learned to fish. Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.
46. Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman on the River: People come and go on the river, but they love the beauty of perch. Look at those poor fishermen, floating up and down in the big waves and rocking in the boats.
47. Wang Anshi's January Day: firecrackers are one year old, and the spring breeze warms Tu Su. The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
48. "Dengguazhou": Guazhou in Jingkou is a water room, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? 49. "Mr. Yin wrote the wall of the lake": the long eaves of the hair were swept without moss, and the flowers and trees were planted by hand.
One water protects the field and surrounds the green, and two mountains send green. 50. Su Shi's "Drunken Book of Looking at the Lake Building on June 27th": Dark clouds turn over the ink and don't cover the mountain, while white rain jumps over the boat.
The wind is blowing.
In this beautiful ancient poem, there are four words, blood and dream. Find a beautiful ancient poem for reference;
God's will
Text/Li Zheye
The heavenly king will want all the dust, so he sent a breeze to announce his purpose.
Dip in Cang water as ink, show mountains and rivers as giant paper.
It's hard to stop writing all the scenery with great care.
If you ask where Jing Yao is today, the fairy will point to the distant world.
Note Sancha Lake Scenic Area is located in jianyang city, Sichuan Province. The national large-scale reservoir, located in the upper reaches of Ganjiang River, a first-class tributary of Tuojiang River, was built on 1977 with beautiful scenery. Known as the "Pearl of Tianfu", it is the second largest lake in Sichuan Province and three times as large as the West Lake in Hangzhou. Yanxia Lake is inlaid with 1 13 isolated islands and more than 160 peninsulas. The coastline winds for 240 kilometers, and the mountains, waters and islands complement each other. The lake is clear, with abundant rainfall, pleasant temperature and beautiful shape. The main scenic spots are Flower Island, Moon Island, Bird Island, Zhanlong Island, Female Disaster Stone, Single Crystal, Zhang Feiying, Ganfeng Temple, San Emei, Niujiaozhai, Shidonggou, Cliff Stone Carvings, Bighorn Buddha, Pavilion, Water Maze, Shuitian, Jinqiao and Ancient Town.
4. A famous poem about dreams: Jinse Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
Meng Xiao
Li Qingzhao
Dreams and sparse clocks, floating clouds;
Because anqisheng, green flowers are everywhere.
Autumn wind hooligans blow out jade well flowers;
* * * Look at the lotus root like a boat and eat dates like melons.
A beautiful woman with drooping hair, good looks and beautiful language;
Laughter and sophistry, live fire to cook new tea.
Although there is a lack of metaphysical skills, amusement is endless;
Life is like this, why go home?
Get up and fold clothes and sit down, covering your body, tired by noise;
You can't see what you know, but you can't see what you think.
Jiangchengzi sushi
Ten years of life and death, two endless thoughts, unforgettable lonely graves, nowhere to talk, a desolate place, even if we meet, we don't know how to sit on our temples, such as frost, and dream of going home at night. Xiao Xuan window is wordless dressing and caring for each other, but the tears are sad year after year, and the moon is bright and the night is short.
Langtaosha (Li Yu)
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring is fading.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.
I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.
Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone.
Song Li at midnight
How can we avoid sadness and hatred in life? What is the limit of ecstasy alone!
The dream of the old country is back, and I feel tears falling down my eyes.
Who is the tallest building? Remember that autumn is sunny.
The past is empty, still like a dream.
Wang Jiangnan Liyu
How much hate, in my dream last night.
Also like the old garden, the car is like flowing water in Ma Rulong;
Flowers and the moon are spring breeze!
"Seven Laws" Untitled Lu Xun
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write after singing, and the moonlight is like water.