The yellow crane does not return, and the white clouds are idle for a thousand years. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass, parrot island.
Where is the sunset town? The smoke waves on the river are worrying. [Tang Yuanzhen] I love cranes and feather frost and snow.
Outside the forest, I heard a drop of dew in the autumn clouds. Since I left with Wei Hou, I walked into the doctor's porch.
The clouds have been separated for a long time, and the jade sound has not been answered. Yin Jun felt sick, but he wasn't worried.
There's nothing cute. It's a mistake to move things. Because this command is simple, it is quite complicated.
Look at that lonely pine tree, tangled from side to side. It can be used for satiety or smoked to satiety.
You are always good at saving, so don't give up your donation. Su Song Dongpo's "Flying Crane Pavilion" cranes fly away, and the western hills are lacking.
Look down from the air and choose the right place. As soon as the wings turn, they get together. What do you see? Correct hit again! Alone in the valley, pecking at moss, walking on the white stone.
The return of the crane is the shadow of Dongshan. There are people below, crown grass, kudzu clothes and drums.
Work hard, eat, and the rest will satisfy you. Come back, come back, Xishan won't stay long.
2. Poems about cranes: The top of the Dan is suitable for bearing the sun, and first frost is free from mud. "Liu Yuxi's" Crane Sigh "
"I am afraid of cinnabar falling when I bow my head, and I always doubt that the snow will disappear when my wings are dried." Bai Juyi's two poems about Chihe River.
"Dante's stone cheeks, frost hairs are not bearded at all" cranes written by Du Mu.
"Excellent for Dan and Star for Obsidian, Top for Purple and Brilliant Smoke" Bao Zhao's "Ode to Crane Dance"
"The wings are bright and deceives the snow, and Shen Feng falls in the high autumn." Zheng Gu's Crane
"cinnabar is bright, and coughing is not right." Liu Bowen's "Cloud Crane for Zhan Gang"
"Danhong shines on the sun, and white jade shines on the clothes." Xie Jin's Picture of Pine Bamboo and White Crane
"Wandering in the secluded trees and whispering in the wind of the pavilion" Zhang Jishi's "He Sikong invited the white assistant minister of punishments to double cranes"
"Xu leads a bamboo away, and it is far from sentimental." Liu Yuxi's "Crane Sigh"
"The sunset lingers on the beach, and the snow wings spread before the wind." The lost crane in Wei Zhuang.
"Come on for adaptation, list good dependencies"
"Away from the Yangtze River, there are few birds in Gao Xiang", Pei He by Zhang Jiuling.
"Flying in Wan Li, coming and going for thousands of years" Li Qiao's crane
"Going to the sky in the next day, looking for heights in poor days" Bao Zhao's Ode to Crane Dance
"The cranes in the clear sky row clouds and lead poems to the blue sky." Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
"Fusang travels east slightly to the west pole, only a stone's throw away for nine days." Xie Jinsong bamboo crane map.
"From * * *, six purlins put out the wind" Du Mu bid farewell to the crane.
"Surabaya went to Wan Li to drive the wind and whip the clouds."
"When is the bright moon, the wind is everywhere and flies straight to the void." You Hexian's You Hexin
"We should blow heaven's laws, not seek dust", Meng Jiao's Xiao He.
"When you are close to Mishima, you will hear it in the air." Li Shen's Memory of Crane
"A drop of autumn cloud is exposed outside the forest" Yuan Zhen's "Feeling the Crane with Lotte"
Greeting the dawn with a clear voice, Qiu Si established Hanpu as "the crane of Du Mu".
"Qing resounds through the sky, and the screen smells" Yu Qian's Night Sense.
"Flowers fall in a double dance court, and the moon comes out of the pool, a few times." Liu Yuxi's Work of Sending Crane to Pei Xianggong with Lotte
"Fold the frost to make a shadow, shake the jade feather to the sky."
"At first, the Lotus Pavilion was staggered, but in the end it turned to Yue Long."
"Surprise, Gathering, Wings Fluttering" Bao Zhao's Dance of the Crane
"Feathers are as flawless as snow, and Gu Ying dances in the autumn pool and white clouds" Li Shen's "Recalling the Crane"
"He Ming is in Jiugao, and his voice is heard in the wild."
Other stones can attack jade, and Xiaoya heming.
"Crane in the shade, father and son.
I have a good title. I am invincible. "Zhongfu in Zhouyi"
3. Poems about Song I. Song Qing
Author Chen Yi's Modern Dynasty
The snow pressed the pine and cypress, and the pine and cypress stood tall and straight.
You should know that pine trees are noble and noble before melting.
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A thick layer of snow pressed on the tall and straight pine branches. If you want to know how pure and tall this pine tree is, you must wait until the thick layer of snow on the tree melts to see it.
Second, the gift from my brother (second)
Author Serina Liu, Wei and Jin Dynasties,
The pavilion is loose on the mountain and caressed in the valley. How strong the wind is, the pine branches are!
First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't you feel cold? Pine and cypress have nature.
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Pine trees stand upright on the mountain, facing the cold wind whistling in the valley. The wind is so strong and the pine branches are so strong! Let it be frosty all over the sky, and the pine waist is straight all year round. Is the pine tree not suffering from the majestic chill? No, pine and cypress are naturally hardy.
Third, the second Komatsu in the academy.
Author Li Qunyu, Tang Dynasty.
A pair of dark hair dust, several autumn smoke two feet scale.
From then on, the quiet window smells fine rhyme, and the sound of the piano is long with the reader.
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A pair of black pine trees appeared in the world, and several green pine trees hung on the pine trees more than two feet high. From then on, you can listen to the subtle sound of pines outside the quiet book window, which often accompanies scholars like the sound of a piano.
Fourth, leave a note for the absent ecluse.
Author Jia Dao, Tang Dynasty.
When I asked your students under a pine tree, "my teacher," he replied, "went to pick herbs."
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? .
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Under the pine tree, I asked the hermit's son where his master had gone. He said that the master had gone to collect medicine. Pointing to the high mountain, he said, it's in this mountain, but the forest is deep and dense, and I don't know where he is.
Five, looking for harmony and respect for teachers' seclusion.
Author Li Bai, Tang Dynasty,
The mountain peak is steep, and Capricorn's day is free from the memory of that year. Clear the thick clouds for the ancient road of Gu Shan, and the strange trees listen to the painting springs.
Warm flowers lie on green cows, white cranes sleep on high pine branches. Talk to the teacher, the river has been shrouded in dusk, I want to walk alone in the cold mountain clouds.
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The mountains are steep and steep, and you don't have to remember the happy years when you climb to the ink wall. Open thick clouds to find ancient mountain roads, and strange trees listen to paintings and flow springs. There are green cows lying in the warm flowers, and white cranes sleeping on the tall pine branches. I talked with forever until the river was shrouded in dusk, so I had to walk down the misty cold mountain alone.
4. Ancient poems describing white geese are deep in the courtyard.
Goose mouth Huang Feng is light and greasy.
In the deep courtyard, people sleep during the day, and red roses are covered with green plantains.
spring
Sunny mountains are purple and yellow, and birds are playing in the goose pond.
The warm wind makes people drunk, and the willows are getting longer and longer.
Red skirts chase white cranes, and green wine enters fairy incense.
Wild old people take advantage of leisure and are obsessed with poetry and ink.
Wash Mo Chi [Badashanren]
Jiang Zuocai is called Jiang Youwen, and Wuyi's children are beautiful generals.
Linquan Duxiu Mountain Vagina, Qin, Han and Jin literature were all lost.
Smoke fills the air in the field, and geese play in the sky.
The ups and downs on the pavilion are the broken inkstone clouds of the Wangs.
Watching geese in the book gallery
The people around me are quiet and the moonlight is cold, and several plum blossoms are leaning against the curved bar.
Outside the sill, the rustling sound ripples gently, and the goose steps on the sand are full of stumbling.
But because of lingering for a long time, I can't bear to return to the fragrance.
* * * Love frost ambition, stele gallery style.
5. Poems describing Xiyue, Nanyue, Beiyue and Zhongyue 1. Song Dynasty: Kou Zhun.
There is only the sky above, not the mountains and the atmosphere. Look up at the red sun and look back at the low white clouds.
There is only blue sky above Huashan Mountain, and no mountain in the world is even with it. Looking up at the top of the mountain, you can see how close the red sun is. In retrospect, you even think the white clouds are very low.
2. "Looking at Hengshan Mountain" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
When Zhu Rong used to live, Zhu niao brushed on it.
In front is the place where Zhu Rong lived, with the feathers of Zhu Bird on it.
3. Deng Hengshan Ming: Wang Chengjue
Eight waters all converge in the south, and peaks all squat in the north.
There are eight rivers that meet at the foot of the mountain and then flow southwest, and the mountains are relegated as if they were all squatting in the north of it.
4. "Binding the Family to Songshan" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The clear river flows slowly through the bushes like my chariot. I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
The clear Sichuan water is surrounded by a piece of vegetation, and the horses are driving slowly and leisurely. The running water seems to be full of affection for me, and the birds in the evening return with me.
5. "First Meeting Songshan" Song Dynasty: Zhang Lei
In recent years, the pommel horse has been trapped in dust, and it is precisely because of the presence of green hills that I became pregnant. At dusk, the north wind blew away the rain, several peaks thinned and clouds came out.
For many years, the pommel horse has been trapped in dust. Fortunately, there are green hills, and its opening has given me a galloping mind. The north wind blew away a cloud and rain, and several peaks emerged from behind the clouds, thin and straight, without a trace of dust.
6. What are the famous sentences about Lanzhuju songs in Zheng Gu?
Tang dynasty (85 1-9 10). Yichun, Jiangxi.
Bamboo is suitable for smoke, rain and wind. Fu Shui Cang Cun Fu Song Jian
Move Xiao Sao away from the distant temple. Wash away the net and see the peak in front.
The invading moss decomposed the spring buds. The winding path is secluded, and the summer is shady.
The rogue apricot flower is full of feelings. Several branches are compatible with each other.
Zhu. Song (1 130- 1200).
Hui Yuan. Jiangxi Wuyuan people.
The spring thunder in Hsinchu is cloudy and stony, and the grass is harmonious. I planted Phyllostachys pubescens, which has sprouted.
Sitting in the secluded forest and enjoying it, there is no sense of vulgarity. In the ancient Tang dynasty, Li Bai lived alone in the secluded garden, and the vegetation was destroyed.
Although the sun shines brightly in spring, I feel sorry for the crisp moon in autumn. First frost early, green dare not rest.
If there is no breeze, who will deliver the fragrance? The crowd is wide and the spectrum is clear. Liu Haolan was born in a secluded valley, and no one knew him. Dong Xuan, a guest species, left me a fragrance.
Knowing that pure fragrance can relieve filth, I am more sympathetic to the delicate leaf cream. The roots are dense, the fragrance is fragrant, and the shrubs are shaded in the afternoon.
If you want to leave me, I'll read the songs of Chu in front of you. The wide crowd, the clear fragrance spectrum, the weeping of Liu Haozhi, and the chaos of exposure, including the wind shadow.
The layman can understand this, and look at Ye Sheng and flowers. Yong Lan Yu Juan planted two or three kinds of orchids with the same foot, and the next day was warm.
After sitting for a long time, I didn't know that the fragrance was in the room, and the butterfly flew when I pushed the window. Inscription painting Lan Qing Zheng Xie is at the top of Qian Shan, and the seam is deep and fragrant.
It's not that the clouds are rolling under our feet, but that orchids don't want to ignore them, and they don't know when they will come or when they will leave. Huanxilan is like a copper bottle, which is cold and charming.
Xiangjiang River tears in the spring tide, how can we be happy with Gresford? No leaves to help the weather vane, heartbroken set Li Sao.
Zhu De Yuexiu Park in Yonglan, where a hundred flowers blossom in spring, is full of flowers and trees. Only the orchid fragrance is just right, and it will be expensive later.
Zhang Xueliang Fang, a orchid poet, enjoys a world-renowned reputation and has settled in thousands of families. Ye Li is full of benevolence and righteousness, and flowers do not float.
Evergreen is cold-resistant and laughs in midsummer. A real gentleman in flowers is elegant in charm.
Cui Tu in Youlan Tang Dynasty is well known by many people, and the fragrance is only hidden. Since there is no gentleman worthy of admiration, it is not the decline of the country.
The Millennium comes early and the spring breeze comes late. Why don't you be a grass? Fenfu has everything he wants! Chen Lan wins mountains and is fragrant.
I want to reward the world and move it to the high hall. Both rain and dew are lost, and the roots are away from home.
Although it is love, it is not the right way to raise. Winter is cold, frost and snow are zero, and green leaves are afraid of carving.
If you are in the forest, you will still smell good. When I stopped picking orchids, I suddenly saw concentric vomiting.
Cherish god's scissors and turn your eyebrows. Pine trees are not cold-tolerant, and pine and cypress are sexual.
The pavilion of "Little Brother's Gift" is loose on the mountain, and there is a sum in the valley. The snow is loose and straight.
Moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream should be noble until the snow melts. Orchids, autumn flowers, golden flowers and nine pasturages are all excellent, and they are most suitable for helping beauty heads.
Visiting Xuan from a master is ashamed of the Book of Songs, and thinking of it is as sweet as bamboo shoots and as loose as pine. -The Book of Songs P200 Dieshi Creek, Maolin Xiuzhu.
-Wang Jin Xizhi "Preface to Lanting" Bamboo is also windy, but it is also a smile. -Su Shi cultivates bamboo and condenses makeup, and hangs Yang as a horse.
-Lu Songrui's ci (three poems) has long branches and few leaves, and short branches and many leaves. There is nothing a hero can do in this world.
Not the spring breeze, not the autumn wind. New Moon is on in midsummer.
It can keep me away from the heat and clear my chest. Bamboo is king, stone is Zhang.
Give a good name, you can't make it. Empty Mountain Alliance, Jie Jiezhen Lang.
The five colors are amazing, and a green foot is back. Zhu Tang Li He entered the hydrological light movement and took time to make a green shadow in spring.
Dew, Watson, bamboo shoots, moss, frost roots. Weaving can bring fragrance and sweat, and planting can catch cotton scales.
"Complete Poems of Tang Dynasty" is titled "Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty in Hsinchu", with beautiful stems and green smoke at dusk. The sound breaks the cold window dream, and the roots wear the moss line.
Gradually cage when the threshold day, want to get eight curtain clouds. If you are not a guest of Yin Shan, who loves this gentleman?
Ancient and modern book collections, natural history collections, herbaceous plants collections, Liu Tang Yuxi Exposed to Lead Powder Festival at the beginning of the Ting Dynasty, and the wind shook the jade branches. Yiyi is like a gentleman, and there is nothing wrong with her.
Liu Yuxi's 100 Complete Poems of Tang Poetry, Liu Zongyuan's Volume, shows people the appearance of snow and frost when they play with bamboo and pottery after the spring rain in the south. All kinds of people are also in the fog, and they can be self-sustaining with humility.
Drunk with Jinxian, sad with flying early. You can enjoy it when you are old, and you are young and energetic.
"Three hundred Tang Poems" Zhu Wei leans alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and whistling alone. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
(ditto) planting bamboo and brushing branches, dust and dew. It is most useful for a gentleman to take it.
A thousand strokes of light ink paint fine bamboo. Pull your heart and you will be happy.
There is bamboo in the bamboo, and there is bamboo outside the bamboo. Wei Chuan has a thousand acres and is a wealthy family.
—— The above three selections are selected from "Mozi Bamboo Painting", which is endowed with bamboo in Linchi, and the green leaves are covered with frost. The dragon shadow is separated by the wind, and the phoenix is obtained by the pond.
"Ancient and modern book integration, natural history compilation, vegetation compilation" Ran Ran is an isolated bamboo, and its roots are too great. -Chinese poetry.
Li Baili, the second old bamboo pond, is full of bamboo and rocks, and smoke reflects Dao Jiang. The emerald color is deep, and the virtual vocal cords are cold early.
Long Ge has never heard of it, so you should play it well. Don't learn from cattail, always protect yourself.
Bamboo can be regarded as a flute when painting old mountains with porcelain. Yan Jiatong sang bamboo and Du Fu's green bamboo in Tang Dynasty, and new shoots came out of the wall.
The color invades the book late, and the shadow is cooler than the bottle. The rain washes gently and the wind blows gently.
But without cutting, I will meet the clouds. Blending the essence of the whole Tang poetry, in the autumn night in the mountains, the bamboo whispers that the laundry girl returns, and the lotus leaves are harvested before the fishing boat.
The wind and Li Qiao fall leaves in Sanqiu, which can blossom in February. Crossing the waves in thousands of feet, the pole is inclined.
Hearing the sound of the wind, the bamboo window opened the door to move bamboo, and it was suspected that it was an old friend. Dewdrops on the branches and leaves fall from time to time because of the wind, which gradually moistens the dark green moss under the steps.
The above are selected from Jiang Xue Liu Zongyuan's Three Hundred Poems of Tang Poetry, No Birds in the Hundred Mountains and No Footprints in a Thousand Paths. A boat, a bamboo cloak, fishing alone in the cold window.
Bamboo is coming from the south wind today, blowing bamboo in front of the court. When the treble is low, the blades touch each other.
The wind and snow are bleak and can't be humiliated. The wind and bamboo have returned, and the jade is scattered.
Therefore, there is no mountain today, and autumn rain is a hedge chrysanthemum. I don't know if this gentleman is healthy or not, but he came back to sweep the south porch green.
—— Written in the second year of Yuanfeng (1020), a monk in Huzhou can't live without meat, food and bamboo. No meat makes people thin, no bamboo makes people vulgar.
People are thin and fat, but most people are incurable. Others scoff at this, so high that they are stupid.
If you don't chew this, there will be no Yangzhou crane in the world. Notes on Su Shi's Selected Poems.
7. Phoenix nirvana poem Guo Moruo 1, the prelude in the air is near New Year's Eve, and a pair of phoenixes are flying around, singing sad songs, flying with fragrant wood on their branches and flying on the Danxue Mountain.
On the right side of the mountain, there is a withered phoenix tree. On the left side of the mountain, there is a dormant James Li. In front of the mountain, there is a vast sea. Behind the mountain, there is a gloomy plain. The mountain is a cold day. The sky is dark, the incense wood is high, the phoenix is tired of flying, and the phoenix is tired of flying. Their death is near.
Phoenix pecks at fragrant wood and sparks fly. Fan Mars, plumes of smoke rising, phoenix pecking, fan burning, smoke scattered on the mountain, full of fire on the mountain.
The night is deep, the incense is burning, the chicken pecks and fans are tired, and the death is near! Ah ah! Mourn for the phoenix! Phoenix dance, high spirits! Singing, tragic! Phoenix dances, burns and sings, and a flock of birds fly from outer space to watch the funeral. 2, phoenix songs are instantaneous! That is! That is! That is! That is! That is! The vast universe is as cold as iron! The vast universe, dark as paint! The vast universe is bloody! Universe, universe, why do you exist? Where are you from? Where are you sitting? Are you a finite hollow ball? You are an infinite fragment? If you are a limited empty ball, where does it come from to embrace your space? What else exists besides you? If you are an infinite fragment, where does this space you embrace come from? Why do you have life? Are you still communicating alive? Are you a lifeless machine? I hold my head high and ask for the sky, and the sky is high and the clouds are light, so I have no knowledge.
I bowed my head and asked the ground. The ground is dead, so don't breathe. I asked the sea, and it roared.
Ah ah! Born in this dirty world, even a precious diamond sword will rust! Universe, universe, I will try my best to curse you: your bloody slaughterhouse! What a pathetic prison you are in! You ghosts howling graves! You are in hell! Why on earth do you exist? We fly to the west, which is a slaughterhouse. We fly to the east, and the east is the prison.
We fly to the south, and the south is the same grave. We fly to the north, and the north is hell.
We were born in such a world, so we must learn to cry in the ocean. 3, burn songs! Full! Full! Full! Full! Full! Tears poured down like a waterfall for 500 years.
Tears have been dripping like candles for 500 years. Endless tears, unclean filth, lingering affection, lingering humiliation, where shall we settle down? Ah ah! Our ethereal floating life is like a lonely boat in the sea.
The left side is full, and the right side is full. There is no lampstand in front and no shore behind. The sail is broken, the rafters are broken, the rafters are rotten, the tired boat just groans in the boat, and the raging waves are still flooding in the sea. Ah ah! Our ethereal life.
Like a dream in the dark. Sleep in the front and sleep in the back. It comes like the wind, goes like smoke, comes like the wind, goes like smoke, sleeps behind, sleeps in front, and we are just the smoke at that moment in this sleep.
Ah ah! What's the point? What's the point? Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! There are only some sad, troubled, lonely, sad and frustrated dead bodies moving around us, running through our moving dead bodies. Ah ah! Where is the freshness of our youth? Where is the sweetness of our youth? Where is the glory of our youth? Where was our love when we were young? Let's go Let's go Let's go Everything is over, everything is going on.
We will go, and so will you. So sad! Trouble! Lonely! Decline! 4. Phoenix sings the same song! The flames were blazing. The smell is fluffy.
It's time. It's time to die
Everything outside! Everything in the body! Everything, everything! Please. Please. 5, birds singing rock eagle haha, phoenix! Phoenix! You are the primate of this bird! Are you dead? Are you dead? From now on, it's my turn to short the overlord! Peacock haha, Phoenix! Phoenix! You are the primate of this bird! Are you dead? Are you dead? From now on, please look at my glory in Hualing! Owl, haha, Phoenix! Phoenix! You are the primate of this bird! Are you dead? Are you dead? Oh! Where did the smell of rat meat come from? Pigeons haha, Phoenix! Phoenix! You are the primate of this bird! Are you dead? Are you dead? Look at the happiness of our tame people from now on! Parrot haha, Phoenix! Phoenix! You are the primate of this bird! Are you dead? Are you dead? Please listen to our speaker's opinion from now on! White crane haha, Phoenix! Phoenix! You are the primate of this bird! Are you dead? Are you dead? From now on, please look at our dance school! 6. Feng Huangming crows, the tide rises and falls, and the death ray is reborn. The spring tide rose, the spring tide rose, and the lifeless universe came back to life.
A rising tide lifts all boats, the tide rises and falls, and the dead phoenix is reborn. Phoenix and Ming, we are born again.
We were born again. Always strive for self-improvement.
Everything, self-improvement. We are him and they are me.
I have you, and you have me. I am you and you are me.
The fire is burning. Phoenix is fire.
Soar! Soar! Sing! Sing! We are fresh, we are clean, we are gorgeous, we are fragrant, and everything is fragrant. Everything, fragrance.
Xiang is you and Xiang is me. Xiang is him, Xiang is fire.
Fire is you. Fire is me.
The fire is him. Fire is fire.
Soar! Soar! Sing! Sing! We are passionate, and we love. We are happy, we are harmonious.
Everything is integrated and harmonious. Everything is in harmony.
Harmony is you and harmony is me. Harmony is him, and harmony is fire.
Fire is you. Fire is me.
The fire is him. Fire is fire.
Soar! Soar! Sing! Sing! We are lively, we are free, we are full of vitality and we have a long history. First of all, it has a long history.
Everything is very long. The dragon is you and the dragon is me.
Time is him, time is fire. Fire is you.
Fire is me. The fire is him.
Fire is fire. Soar! Soar! Sing! Sing! We sing, we soar.
We soar, we sing. One thing is to sing forever.
Everything about a person is often sung. Are you singing? Am I singing? Is he singing? Is the fire singing? Singing is singing! Singing is singing! Can only sing.