Poems that describe the beauty of Guilin's landscape:
1. Guilin's landscape is fantastic, with Duxiufeng being the first. -Qing Yuan Mei's Du Xiufeng
2. The corner of Juanyun Mountain is covered with phosphorus. -Tang Song Zhiwen's Autumn Day in Shi 'an
There is a saying that describes the beauty of Guilin's landscape:
Guilin's landscape is the best in the world
1. Du Xiufeng
Qing Dynasty: Yuan Mei
There is no context, and suddenly a peak is inserted into the south.
Guilin's mountains and rivers are fantastic, and Duxiufeng is the first.
climb to the top at 36 levels, and a city of smoke and water will come before you.
Castle Peak is as straight as a string. What's the harm in being isolated?
2. Autumn begins in An
Tang Dynasty: Song Zhiwen
Guilin has different scenery, and autumn is like Luoyangchun.
it's a good night, and I'm clearly worried about killing people.
juanyun mountain corner, gravel water phosphorus.
the world is yellow and old, and the wonderful year is lonely.
I can't live in the sea.
As the saying goes, the origin of "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world"
81 years ago, in the Song Dynasty, Wang Zhenggong, who was then in charge of a prison and a government office in Guangxi, wrote poems in public at a farewell banquet for Guilin candidates who went to Beijing to take the exam, and first put forward the theory that "Guilin's landscape is the best in the world". In 1983, when cultural relics workers in Guilin were cleaning up the stone carvings of Du Xiufeng, "I just like you" wants to take off the day, redefine the peach blossom in winter, rename the moon in summer when the plum blossom is in full bloom, call the stars to move each other to catch up with the fish, drive the cattle and sheep into the river to put wings on the caterpillar, go to the edge of the forest to break the spell for the mantis, abandon the bad habit of killing people, drink Meng Po soup, and wash the marriage again to slow down the time. People and everything breathe evenly and listen to the winter thunder bursts, watching how the summer rain and snow roll in. Penguins in the Arctic prefer fish to civet cats, and mice love rice because of nature. When you meet peacock in the spring breeze, why do you need to open the screen, which makes all the birds lose face? How can angels ever reach the goal? How much courage does it take to play the game between angels and demons all the way? When it goes out of date, it turns green like grass, and it hurts to separate flesh and blood, but it is you or you that you love all your life. 3. A poem about perseverance
Bamboo Stone
Author: Zheng Xie
insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are rooted in the broken rocks.
They are still strong after thousands of blows, and they are left to the east, west, north and south.
Lu You's "Bu Operator Yongmei"
There is no owner outside the post. It is already dusk and I am alone. Only the fragrance is as good as ever.
The poem praising Mei's courage and perseverance in spite of the cold is that it is already dusk, and it is more windy and rainy.
Mao Zedong's Poems, operator Yongmei,
The wind and rain send spring home,
The flying snow welcomes the spring.
It is already a cliff full of ice,
There are still flowers and branches.
Qiao does not contend.
She laughs in the crowd. 4. Poems about seriousness
Being open-minded and eager to learn is praised, and being pretentious is annoying.
A sage doesn't show off his own strengths, and a gentleman doesn't win others' favor.
Being pretentious is annoying, but being open-minded can add wisdom.
A humble person often thinks too much about himself, and a proud person often says that people are short. Rich people don't squander money, and meritorious people don't boast. < The ground is thick.
A pot is full of silence, and a half pot is tinkling.
The mountains and Gao Quan are clear, and the trees must have deep roots.
If you know what you know, you don't know what you don't know.
You'd rather blame me than me.
It's better to say well than do well, and it's better to start well than to end well.
Once a good thing is done, it's better to end well. High mountains don't laugh at small stones.
You should be backward when you shake your head at horse racing, and the hero's pride will fall. The ancients learned nothing, and it took a long time to grow old. What you got on paper was shallow, and you never knew that you had to do it.
You are ignorant of human nature, and your words are not surprising. You will never stop talking. You will see the sages and Si Qi, but you will also be introspective when you see the sages. You will be strict with yourself.
You will learn from others' strengths. People should be steady.
If you can't be right, you can't be right.
You'd rather admit your mistake than tell a lie.
Compassion is the foundation, and convenience is the door. 5. What are the poems about "describing slowly"?
1.
I miss my hometown for thousands of miles tonight, and it will be another year in the Ming Dynasty.
2. Writing in my hometown (Tang) He Zhizhang
I have been away from my hometown for many years, and I have been half-exhausted recently. Only in front of the mirror lake, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.
3 autumn wind words (Han Dynasty) Liu Che
Autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, and plants fall in yellow and geese return to the south. You have a beautiful orchid, a beautiful chrysanthemum, and a beautiful woman. You can't forget it. Pan-building ships help Fenhe River, and cross-flow waves. The flute and drum are singing and singing, and there are many joys and sorrows. When will you be young?
4 Jia Jian (Tang) Du Fu
What if the autumn wind blows if he fails to defend himself? Spend Albert Venn Dicey for the time being, and several leaves sink. Weak spring breeze is early, and the long night is full of dew. Shake down after rivers and lakes, and you will be afraid of wasting your years.
5 worries gather (Tang) Du Fu
Recalling that he was still a child at the age of fifteen, he was as healthy as a yellow calf. Pears and dates are ripe in August before the court, and trees can be returned a thousand times a day. That is, it has suddenly reached 5, and there are only a few rows to sit and lie. Strong laughter for the host, sad to see a collection of worries in life. The entrance is still empty, and my old wife sees me in the same color. The idiot didn't know the father-son ceremony, so he called him angry, demanding food and crying to the east.
6 operator feeling old (Song) Su Shi
When shu ke arrived in Jiangnan, he remembered Wushan for a long time. Sichuan and the south of the scenery there are many similarities, to visit is to be early. Also with last year's people, * * * borrowed West Lake grass. We have fun and enjoy the beautiful scenery, and find that only we are getting old.
what are the poems that describe the slow time?
1. A solitary pillow is cold in fine clothes, while jathyapple is even longer.
2. Tomorrow is another day, and there are so many tomorrows! Tomorrow never comes. The whole world is tired by tomorrow, and will go to Qiu Lai as a veteran in spring. Looking at the water flowing eastward at dusk and the sun setting in the west, what can you do tomorrow in a hundred years? Please listen to my tomorrow song
3. After a farewell, the two places thought about it, saying only March and April, but who knows five or six years.
4. Old age is more shocking than old age, and leisure is longer. -Bai Juyi
5. When climbing a fragrant tree, you will worry about all the flowers, and you will be tired of growing up in the daytime. -Dugu and
6. The only way to grow up is to sleep properly, and half take off the scarf and fall off the fan. —— Su Shi
7. Tired of studying and growing up, he plays and misses festivals. -Yuan Zhen 6. Poems about pride
1. Pride in the tomb becomes a skeleton
Modern
Chen Duxiu's
"Six quatrains of saving and dying"
2. Planting into a proud plum tree
Song
Zhuge Geng
" Pride is lost with the years, except for
Ming
Wang Shimao
Bingzi's New Year's Eve Work by Jiujiang Office
4, pride-like umbrella
Ming
Wang Zhideng
Seventy Years' Poems with Twenty-six Rhymes
5, pride is poor and long
Ming.
take home an armful, for my sake, as a symbol of our love.
2. Untitled (Li Shangyin)
time was long before I met her, but is longer since we parted, and the east wind has arisen and a hundred flowers are gone.
and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away.
mornings in her mirror she sees her hair-cloud changing, yet she dares the chill of moonlight with her evening song.
There are no multiple routes from Pengshan to oh blue-birds, be listening!-Bring me what she says!.
3. Jiang Chengzi (Su Shi)
Ten years of life and death are boundless.
if you don't think about it, you will never forget it.
a lonely grave is a thousand miles away, and there is nowhere to talk about it. [1]
Even if you don't know when you meet,
your face is covered with dust and your temples are like frost.
at night, I dream and suddenly return home.
Xiao Xuan window, dressing.
caring for each other is silent, only a thousand lines of tears.
It's expected to be heartbroken every year.
On the moonlit night, Matsuoka is short.
4. chaitoufeng (land tour)
red crisp hands, huangteng wine,
spring palace willow in mancheng.
dongfeng evil, with a weak sense of joy,
has been sad for several years.
wrong, wrong, wrong!
Spring is the same, people are thin and empty,
Tears are everywhere.
peach blossoms fall, and the pool is idle.
although shanmeng is here, it's hard to trust the brocade book.
mo, mo, mo!
5. The wind of Chai Toufeng (Tang Wan)
The world is thin and human feelings are evil,
Flowers are easy to fall in the evening when the rain sends them.
the breeze is dry, and the tears remain.
if you want to write something on your mind, talk alone.
difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
Every man is his own man, and today is not yesterday.
Sick souls are often like autumn storms.
the horn is cold and the night is gloomy.
I am afraid of people asking questions, and I am happy with my tears.
hide! Hide! Hide!
6. Nineteen ancient poems
Far away Altair, Jiaojiao River Han female.
a slim hand makes a neat loom.
I cry like rain all day long.
the rivers and rivers are clear and shallow, so what's the difference?
there are plenty of water, and the pulse is speechless.