Poetry about people who return home at night 1. Poems about people who come home at night
The owner of Furong Mountain is in every snow.
Author Liu Changqing, Tang Dynasty.
The setting sun is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
Vernacular translation
When dusk falls on the mountain, the farther the journey is, and the thatched cottage looks poorer in cold weather. Suddenly there was a dog barking outside Chai Men, and the family who stayed at home on a snowy night came back.
Extended data
This poem, with an extremely concise pen, depicts a picture of a cold mountain staying, a tourist staying at dusk and a snowman as the material. Poetry is written in chronological order. The first sentence is about the feeling of tourists traveling on the mountain road at dusk, the second sentence is about what they saw at the boarding house, and the last two sentences are about what they heard at the boarding house after nightfall. Each poem constitutes an independent picture and is interrelated. There are pictures in the poem, but the feelings are seen outside.
Lord of Furong Mountain on a Snowy Night is a five-character quatrain written by Liu Changqing, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This poem depicts a picture of returning home on a snowy night. The first two sentences, what the poet saw and felt in the mountain village. The last two sentences describe the poet after living in his master's house. The language of the whole poem is unpretentious, picturesque and simple and profound.
There have always been different opinions on the wording, sentence formation and artistic conception of this poem. On the surface, this poem looks like a word "Ming", but in fact it is concise, implicit and not revealing, "Love is in the scenery, things are in the scenery", but feelings are not directly expressed and things are unknown, which brings difficulties to interpretation, ambiguity and multiple explanations are inevitable.
2. They are all poems that go home at night.
Yan Gexing Author: Cao Pi Dynasty: The autumn wind in Wei and Jin Dynasties was bleak, the weather was cool, and the vegetation was frosty.
Yan Zhiqun's words return to Yan Nanxiang, thinking of your guests. I miss my hometown, so why did you send it to stay for a long time? I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.
Short songs cannot be long. The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.
Penny Weaver shook her heel and looked at it. Why should I restrict the river beam? Huanxisha Author: Wu Wenying Dynasty: Southern Song School: the word wave copper flower cold, jade man fishing pipe hook, moonlight pond pavilion autumn night comes. Jiang Yan's words leave, the spray is red like a spring break, and the west wind leaves the well first.
Candle shadows are red and Shang Yuan is pregnant. Author: Dynasty: Song genre: The words "Double Que Zhongtian" and "The Order of the Phoenix" are shallow in the spring. Last year, I visited Chen Chen on the first night of the Yuan Dynasty and held a banquet in Yaochi.
The jade palace is covered with beads, and there are many immortals and Penghu and Yuen Long. Deep in the five clouds, in the candlelight, the Tencel tube is exposed.
Time flies, like a flash of stars and frost. Tonight, whoever misses the lonely minister will look back on Chang 'an.
However, the fate is not broken, and Hua Xu's dream is short. Full of hatred, count the cold light and return the geese a few times.
Jade Butterfly Author: Shi Dazu era: Southern Song Dynasty style: The word late rain did not destroy the palace tree, poor and idle leaves, still holding the cicada. The short scenery returns to autumn, and the thoughts are connected with sorrow.
Dreams are hard to stop. People are old, windy and cold. I want to enjoy the earth and flowers, and the insect net is dry.
Crying at night for no reason, hating fans and suffering from autumn lotus. When a flute landed, Xie Niang hung tears in front of the wind.
The old garden is late, poetry and wine are strong, and the new geese are far away, without saying hello. Who will accompany ChanJuan through the fragrance of Chu smoke?
3. Poems about late at night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night.
People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow.
The tall buildings of the temple on the mountain are really high, like a hundred feet. People upstairs are like a hand that can pick off the stars in the sky.
The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
Tears wet Luo Jin's sleepless dream, Nancheng, and he heard rhythmic songs coming from the lobby late at night.
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl.
On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world.
Thousands of trees are blooming and stars are everywhere in the east night.
4. Who knows this poem about night?
The owner of Furong Mountain (Liu Changqing) who stayed in the snow was far away at dusk, freezing in the cold, and the house was poor. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. Qu Xia (Lulun) In the bright moonlight, wild geese are soaring, the leaders of the Tatars are fleeing in the dark, and we are riding light horses and carrying heavy snow, chasing them on our bows and swords. Sai Qu Xia (played by Lu Lun) is frightened by the dark grass, and the general draws his bow at night.
Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone. Yeshan Temple (Li Bai) is a dangerous building, with a height of 100 feet. You can pick the stars with your hands. Dare not speak loudly, for fear of scaring people. Yu Jiefen (Li Bai) has a cold dew on the jade steps, and the bottom of the silk is wet, wandering for a long time.
But what about looking at the water curtain of autumn moon light through crystal glass? . Jing Ye Si (Li Bai) The foot of my bed is so bright. Could it have been frosted? Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. Judging from Zhou Yeshu (Cha), it's dark and windy on the moon, and the firefly is a little lonely. The wind and waves are a little scattered and full of river stars. In the autumn night (Du Mu), a silver candle painted a cold screen, and a small fan fluttered at fireflies.
The stone steps at night are as cold as cold water, sitting and staring at the cowherd and the weaver girl. Mujiangyin (Bai Juyi) sunset, half river rustling, half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. Like a dream, Li Qingzhao always remembers the sunset in Xiting. He was drunk and didn't know the way home.
Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
In the autumn night, I feel that the fence door will meet the cold at dawn (land tour). Three rivers flow into the sea in Wan Li, and five thousand mountains climb skyscrapers. The adherents shed tears and dust, so it is hard to expect another year in Julian Waghann. Sauvignon Blanc (Nalanxingde) rode on the mountain, rode on the water and went straight to Guan Yu. Night light.
When the wind changes, the snow changes, and the dream of hurting the heart of the country falls through. There is no such sound in my hometown.
A night-mooring near maple bridge (Zhang Ji), cold night, Jiang Feng, fishing, sleeping. At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the bell of the passenger ship rang at midnight. Spring Palace Music (Wang Changling) Last night, the wind blew away and the moon was high. Pingyang's geisha was attracted by the emperor, who gave her a brocade robe in the cold weather outside the curtain.
Moonlight night (Liu) half full moon color, Beidou south withered. I know that spring is blooming tonight, and the insects are fresh through the green window sand.
One night, I heard Shouxiang playing the flute on the wall (Li Yi). The sand in Yue Feng is like snow, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
The words of the harem (Bai Juyi) were wet with tears, and the dream of silk scarves failed. The harem sang before midnight. Beauty is not old, has lost the elegance of the king, and sat on warm clothes until dawn.
Give my wife (Zhang Hu) the moon mark on the forbidden palace tree, and only look at the heron nest. By the light of the lamp, I plucked the Hosta and carried the flame of the lamp to rescue the flame moth.
Park Qinhuai (Du Mu) smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, evening park near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
A word to Han Chuo Yangzhou magistrate (Du Mu) Qingshan faintly has water, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. Where does the Jade Man teach oral sex at Bridge 24 on a moonlit night?
Rainy night notes to a friend in the north (Li Shangyin) asking if the return date is undecided, and the rain rises in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
Jia Sheng (played by Li Shangyin) announced that he was looking for a wise man to visit the minister, and Jia Sheng was even more incoherent. Poor midnight is unprecedented, and Mo Wen people ask ghosts and gods.
Yao Sefen (Wen) had a dream about a bed of silver ice. The sky was as blue as water and the clouds were as light as night. The geese fly away from the bamboo lodge, and the moon is empty on the twelfth floor.
Yuan Zhi (Gong Zizhen) is a nine-faced sculpture, while Yuan Zhi really looks at grass. It is said that athletes are wasted in their hands, and blue lights and snow block Shandong at night.
Looking at the moon for fifteen nights (Wang Jian), crows in Bai Shu, silent and humid osmanthus in Coody Leng. I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
The threshold of Hua Lian (Yan Shu) is full of tears. The curtain is light and cold, and the swallow flies away.
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu.
The west wind withered the green trees last night. A person in a tall building can see the end of the world.
I want to send colored stationery and rulers. The mountains are long and there is a lot of water.
Jade case Yuan (Xin Qiji) Thousands of trees bloom in the oriental night, with stars. The BMW carved cars are full of incense, the phoenix flute rings, the jade pot flashes, and the dragons and dragons dance together all night.
Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone. Looking for her in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Qingpingle stayed alone in Wang Shi Temple in Boshan (Xin Qiji), hungry mice surrounded the bed and bats danced with lanterns. There is a breeze blowing in the room, and it is raining hard. I am talking to myself between the broken paper windows.
From the northern frontier to the south, and now retired to the forest, it is already an old face with white hair. A cold autumn wind blew through the thin cloth quilt and woke up suddenly. It was still a dream country in front of me.
Too often, Jiankang Mid-Autumn Festival is an autumn shadow of Lu (Xin Qiji). Ask about Heng E wine: What a pity! It's easy to go by the wind, and Wan Li is in the sky and straight down the mountains and rivers.
Going to Guangxi is more humane and clear! Xijiang moonlit tour of the middle section of Huangsha Road (Xin Qiji). The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
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. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
Mid-Autumn Festival in Xijiang Moon, Su Shi's dream, life is new several times (for autumn). At night, the leaves of the wind have sounded in the gallery. Look at your eyebrows and temples.
The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. Who is alone with * * * in the Mid-Autumn Festival, holding a lamp (a glass of wine) and looking at the north sadly.
Huang Huiyuan's works (Su Shi) lack the moon to hang sparse trees, leaving people silent. Who saw the solo dance, like a wild goose in the sky.
At night, it suddenly becomes afraid, suddenly flies and comes back frequently, but no one always understands its infinite inner feelings. It kept wandering among the cold branches, but refused to perch on any tree, and finally landed alone on the cold shoal.
Hua Lian Zhou Mi Shangyuan (Su Shi) lights Qiantang for three or five nights. The bright moon is like frost, and people are picturesque.
Blowing sheng is fragrant at the bottom of the account, and it spits musk. This taste should be priceless. Lonely mountain people are getting old.
Playing drums and flute, new to the farming and mulberry society. The cold light of the fire reveals thin frost, and the wild clouds fall.
Lingao (Su Shi) was drunk after drinking Dongpo at night, and it seemed to be midnight when he came back. The child is short of breath.
You shouldn't even knock on the door, but lean on your cane and listen to the sound of the river. I have hated this body for a long time. When will I forget the camp? In the dead of night, the wind is calm and the valley is flat.
Since then, this ship has passed away, and Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life. Jiang Mengli lived and died for ten years on the 20th day of the first month (Su Shi).
Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.
Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
5. What poem does the man who goes home on a business trip on a snowy night come from?
Author: Liu Changqing-"Snow House Hibiscus Mountain Master" The dusk is far away, the weather is freezing, and the house is poor.
Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. Note: Furong Mountain: There are Furong Mountain in Guiyang, Ningxiang and other places in Hunan Province, but the exact location is unknown.
White House: Like a cabin. Refers to the humble house where the poor live.
Appreciation: The twilight is boundless, the mountain road is long, and it is freezing. The owner of the hut heard Chai Men's cry and came out to have a look-someone came to stay on a snowy night; Hearing Chai Men's cry, the passengers were overjoyed-there was a place to camp on a snowy night. This is a "Cold Mountain Night Stay Map" painted by Liu Changqing, the Great Wall of Five Words.
There are no characters in the poem, but I feel that they are ready to go, and I don't express myself directly, but I feel that their feelings touched my heart. This poem depicts a picture of a snowy night. The first two sentences, what the poet saw and felt in the mountain village.
The first sentence "Sunset is far away", "Sunset" indicates the time, which is evening. "Cangshan is in the distance" is what the poet saw on his way through the snow.
Overlooking the green hills, the clouds are lingering, suggesting the hardships of trekking and the desire to stay for a long time. The second sentence "cold weather, poor house" points out the place to stay.
The "white house", the humble hut of the host family, is even more shabby in the cold winter. The words "cold", "white" and "poor" set each other off in interest, rendering the atmosphere of poverty and innocence and embodying the poet's unique feelings.
The last two sentences describe the poet after living in his master's house. "Chai Men smells dogs barking." The poet went into the hut and went to bed. Suddenly, he heard a dog barking on the sofa.
The poet guessed that Albert Venn Dicey, the cloak master of Furong Mountain, had returned. From the perspective of listening and listening, these two sentences show a scene in which a dog calls people back.
There have always been different interpretations of this poem, and the main difference lies in the understanding of "Gui". One view holds that "returning" is the arrival of a poet, who suddenly found a place to stay in the misty snow, such as "the feeling of home".
Another opinion is that the owner of Furong Mountain will return home at night in the snow. The key is where the poet stands.
In the former, the poet is outside the "White House" and on his way to the snow; In the latter, the poet is in the "white room", or the first two sentences are outside the house and the last two sentences are inside the house. This poem, with an extremely concise pen, depicts a picture of a cold mountain staying, a tourist staying at dusk and a snowman as the material.
Poetry is written in chronological order. The first sentence is about the feeling of tourists traveling on the mountain road at dusk, the second sentence is about what they saw at the boarding house, and the last two sentences are about what they heard at the boarding house after nightfall.
Each poem constitutes an independent picture and is interrelated. There are pictures in the poem, but the feelings are seen outside.
At the beginning of the poem, the words "the setting sun is far away" are used to outline a picture of the twilight and the long mountain road. There is no clear description of the characters in the poem, but it makes readers feel that their people are ready to go, and their feelings are vividly on the paper.
Here, the word "far" points to a vivid picture and reveals a poetic scene. It gives people hints and imagination.
From this word, the reader will naturally want to see someone marching on the mountain road at dusk, and infer his lonely and tired travel situation and his desire to stay. Next, the second sentence of the poem asks the reader to follow the pedestrian's line of sight, along this mountain road, and invest in the home for the night.
"Cold weather and poor house" is a portrayal of this family; And the word "poor" should be the impression formed from seeing the hut from a distance to knocking at the door. Writing "sunset" before the previous sentence "Cangshan is far away" and writing "cold weather" before this sentence "Baijia is poor" are all ways to increase the level and weight of the poem.
The long mountain road has made people feel that the road is far away, and it is even farther to see the sunset; The humble hut has made people feel poor, and it is even poorer in winter. Judging from the context, the word "cold weather" in this sentence has its connecting link.
Inheritance is to further render the color of sunset road; Revelation is the foreshadowing of a snowstorm at night. These first two poems, which add up to only ten words, have already written the scenes of hiking and house.
The last two poems, "Chai Men smells dogs barking, and the snow returns to people at night", were written after spending the night in the mountain. In terms of words, "Chai Men" is connected with "White House", "snow" is connected with "cold" and "night" is connected with "sunset".
In this way, from the perspective of the whole poem, although the second half of the poem opens up another poetic realm, it is closely connected with the first half, so as not to make readers feel out of touch. But here, the cause has made a leap.
It seems that "smelling dogs barking" is at night, and most travelers who are tired of hiking have already slept; From dusk to night arrival, from cold invasion to snowstorm, from entering the hut to going to bed, there should be some descriptions in the middle, but the poem skips this paragraph and omits some plots, making the cause more compact. The poet deliberated between various choices.
If this effort is not made, perhaps the second half of the poem should further describe the depression of people living in houses, write about the desolation of mountain houses and the silence of the environment, or write about the coming of snow at night. Otherwise, you can also write about your own travel and your thoughts after staying overnight. But the poet put these things aside and didn't write. Unexpectedly, he saw a noisy dog barking in the silence.
This shows the change of scale, giving people the feeling that a strange peak suddenly appeared on the flat ground. As far as writing is concerned, the first half of a poem is written according to what you see and hear, and the second half is written according to what you hear and hear.
Because, since the night has come and people have gone to bed, it is impossible to write what they have seen and heard, but only what they have heard and heard. The sentence "Chai Men" should be written about what I heard in the hospital on the sofa in the dark: the sentence "snowstorm" should not be seen, but heard, because I heard all kinds of voices and knew that someone had come back in the snowstorm.
I only wrote "Smell the dog barking" here, probably because it was the first sound to break the still night, and it was also the first one I heard, but what I actually heard was not only the dog barking, but also the sound of Melissa Zhou, knocking at the door, the sound of Chai Men's switch, the sound of family members' response, and so on. These sounds are intertwined. Although the person who spent the night was not in the hospital and had never seen it, it was enough to conceive the picture of returning from the snowstorm from this noisy sound.
When the poem was written here, its meaning was not extended and it came to an abrupt end. It didn't take long to explain the feelings of people who listened to these voices and conceived this picture. However, the feeling of desolation in the mountains revealed from it is self-evident that it triggers the feelings of travelers in the quiet night.