Qijue Plum Blossoms
The poet’s tears are crystal clear and cannot fall when blown by the north wind.
I have no intention of playing with butterflies until my death, I only get drunk with Chanjuan in my life.
Qilu Bronze Statue of Lu Xun
The bronze statue is surrounded by green cypresses and smoke, and the sunset and autumn colors pay homage to the sage.
The true text dares to merge with the mountains and rivers, and the bones and bones hang with the sun and the moon forever.
The wind and thunder in the eyebrows are wrathful in the world, and the love and orchid in the chest are compassionate.
When the poor burning candle is exhausted, who doesn’t shed tears to worship Xuanyuan.
Dielianhua
As far as the eye can see, there are luxuriant grasses. The drifting clouds gradually disappear, and the dusk falls in the sky. The cypress and bamboo path on the waterside tower is covered with dense fog and crows. People say that the county magistrate's ancestral temple
has a withered face and a decrepit old man, and he seldom looks at the tomb. Sitting there under the dew and bright autumn moon, I looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Qilu Du Fu Thatched Cottage
Old Du Weng was created by nature, and his romance will last through the ages.
In times of corruption, great ambitions are lost, but in troubled times, heroes are nurtured.
The name has been with the people for a long time, and the literature has become true with the times.
The guest comes and his chest feels hot, and the glory shines on the wind and dust.
Note: New voice.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou Chibi Nostalgia
The bright moon shines on the cold dew, and the mournful geese chirp in the sky. Chibi has been ruthless for thousands of years, and a small boat can pass through it. Asking about the hero's whereabouts from afar, looking at the heroism is like a dream, and the achievements are in the sand.
Who will shed tears in condolences? The worms will cry at midnight. I step on the remaining grass and turn to the frost path, laughing at my seed. There are many inscriptions on Chu Ci, but who can sing it like a tiger's head? Who lives in the sky, and who dances in the earth? The world has been the same since ancient times. In this humble world, Jiang Yue has a cup of wine. Note: New voice.
Tiger Head--Gu Kaizhi, nicknamed Tiger Head, is an ancient painter with an elegant and vigorous painting style.
Five Wonders Hukou Waterfall of the Yellow River
The world is shaking, who can do the emperor's magic?
Strangle the water of the Han River and stuff it into a pot.
Note: New voice.
Qilu Qu Yuan Temple
Visitors come here to recall Chinese poems, and the dusk is late in the north and south of the Yangtze River.
Who knows how unruly and unruly he is, worrying about the people and the country.
There were no tears in my heart when I was alive, but there was love in the Dragon Boat Festival after my death.
After a thousand years of sobbing water, waves of lonely souls hit the deserted temple.
The sixteenth rhyme of autumn night
The bright moon rises from the east mountain, and the beauty of heaven and earth flows.
The vastness connects with the sky, and it shines on me leisurely.
The stars are filled with purple air, and the cows are fighting in the clear autumn.
The rain is fierce, and the wind is flying.
The majestic Emperor's pavilion is the Misty Jade Tower.
Shuangjing Rainbow Road, Yunqi Scenic Island.
The immortals play chess quietly, and the spiritual egrets are leisurely.
I stopped to recall a little, and it suddenly dawned on me that I had been rewarded.
I invite you to the Fairy Mansion with a smile, and sincerely ask about the Great China.
Qiongjiu is full of energy, and the sound of heavenly songs turns quiet.
I say that the world is evil, who believes in writing poems about sorrow?
It is absurd to be confused about strangers and feel alienated.
The cold palace admires the fragrant osmanthus, and the silver man watches the flying boat.
Lost a glass of wine while enjoying the good times, and started a feud for no reason.
The fighting is bloody and the fighting is endless.
If you take possession of it, you will raise your head and burn it, but if you lose it, you will lie down and worry about it.
Congratulations to the bridegroom
Across China. Look at the autumn wind, blowing the leaves in the forest, and the tide rising in the villa building. Search everywhere to know where the gold is? It’s hard to beat a luxury car. The night dawn is moving, the power is loud and the noise is palpitating.
God’s will has always spared public service, and even more so, he has encountered endless materialistic desires. It's hard to fall asleep, just listen to the rain. Withered maple mountain is so vast that it looks like a cloud. Gu Xinghe, the waves return to the fog lock, riding on the wind
It is difficult to leave. All things in this world are fleeting. The sky sends rain to the lonely lamp. There are few close friends, and the poem becomes a pen of sorrow. After reading the world, my withered heart follows the flowing water, and my lustful dreams are covered in red and green. Yellow Crane
is here, sitting sideways. Note: Sizhijin, "Book of the Later Han·Yang Zhen Biography" records that Yang Zhen refused to accept the bribe, and the briber said that no one knew about it. Yang Zhen said righteously: Heaven knows, the earth knows, you know, I know. How do you say no one knows the truth? ?
The ping and lei are based on the four tones of Mandarin, and the rhyme is the modern new poetry rhyme.
Qingpingle
The bees are confused and the dishes are in chaos, and the wind is gentle and the swallows are flying. The peach and apricot carved windows are full of accumulation, and the flowing water is narcissistic. Watching spring every year, now I am afraid of seeing beautiful faces, dancing
Who can’t sleep day and night when I am tired of pleasure and pleasure?
Cute lovesickness
Preface: Yes I feel that some cadres went to the countryside to inspect the countryside. In June, there was no rain, the sun was bright, and the crops were like boiling. As far as the river bank is dry, people can only walk. There is sorrow in both eyes, and there is sorrow in sleep. See
The road is filled with dust. The police cleared the way, and the fox and the rabbit were frightened. Watch the red whirlpool singing and dancing in the wine and green building. When an official arrives, there are countless worries; when an official leaves, there are countless worries.
Partridge Sky. Plum
The independent cold branches also have gods, and the moonlight in the clear pond looks like a beautiful woman. The exquisite jade is as crystal-like as snow, and it never appears warm. Standing alone, the spring is cold and slanting, so close
No dust is born so close. There are no leaves in the scattered shadows in the wind, but only the proud soul remains in the world.
Linjiang Immortal: Drunk in the afternoon, I don’t know that I am afraid of the heat. In the middle of the day, I laugh at the cicadas. Dragonflies are walking around the pool, and the lotus shadows are charming, and the skirts are rising shyly. The body is tired and the sunset makes me wake up from alcohol.
Kusama's throat is unpleasant. When you are drunk, you will be sentimental but you will wake up to be ruthless. Dark clouds are about to rise. Just sit and watch the rain.
Meet each other happily
In the cold autumn, the floating leaves are damp, the dew and frost are thick, the ears are full of wild insects and the geese are swallowing the sorrowful sky. Mo Xianghou, it is worth looking back, the road is windy.
In the ancient world, people were angry and worried
.
Xingxiangzi
See you off at Lingao, where the peaks and peaks overlap the river. Sigh the past and present, all eternity will disappear. Empty desire is like a rolling river tide. See Qiu Tian Kuang, ask She Fan, and grant the title of Houjiao.
The poetry is desolate and quiet, and the fine sentences are floating in the dust. Is it safe to do it, and enjoy the wind and rain? With a tired heart and a tired body, I suffer with the world. Look at the banishment of poetry immortals, the prison of poetry gods, and the poetry saint Liao. Note:
1. Asking for land and houses: During the Three Kingdoms period, Liu Bei once ridiculed Xu Si for only buying land and houses for his personal plans. 2. Marquis: Ban Chao of the Eastern Han Dynasty said: "A real man should perform meritorious service in a foreign land in order to win the title of Marquis." 3. Poet: Li Bai. 4. Poet: Su Shi.
Qiluyue Wumu Tomb
p>The West Lake is misty in spring, and the pine waves in the mountains drive away the evening wind.
A ray of sunset floats over the handsome tomb, and thousands of birds sing their praises.
Ling Yinhan. The heroic spirit is flying across the battlefield.
The poor souls are buried in the sky, and the heroes are chanting in the sky.
The moon in Xijiang is still there, and the red willows are still in front of the door. In the new year, the delicate oriole leans on the leaf to ask for new words, and the drizzle is drizzle. The relationship dictates the power, and the rules and regulations obey the authority. There are cuckoos in ancient and modern times, and the world is unstoppable.
Dong Xian Song
The wind is cold in the early spring. The roads are full of dust and there are few tourists. Going back to the past, the drunken lady is smiling.
Dear Nan Kemeng, you will live a romantic life and have no regrets about being an official in the world. There is an old adage: only when you are happy and have fun, you will be surprised and resentful. p>
Swivel, but no burning rhinoceros, difficult to find Wen Jiao
Note: The ape is frightened and the crane complains: Kong Zhigui's "Beishan Yiwen" said: The Hui tent is empty at night and the crane complains, and the mountain people leave. Xixiao ape is frightened. It means that because the master has gone to become an official, the crane is resentful and the ape is frightened. Wen Jiao: "The Biography of Wen Jiao in the Book of Jin" records: Wen Jiao passed by Caishiji and listened. The locals said that there were monsters under the water that often came out to harm people, so they lit their rhinoceros horns to look at them. After a while, many strange monsters slowly disappeared.
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Ascending this floor since ancient times, the crane has disappeared without leaving a trace.
The waves have never been destroyed, and the scenery has never left a hero.
Historical records are worth mentioning. Confucian students eat, and the times are always imprisoned by power.
Mo Dao Shangqing is a dream, and the crane has not turned back.
Note: The word "prison" in the neck couplet was originally the word "slave". The rhyme was changed, but the meaning was far different.
Qilu Caishiji
The sky is empty, and the immortal is lonely in the sky.
People. In the Spring and Autumn Period, the poems are filled with sadness.
The colorful phoenixes are locked in the jade pond thousands of miles away, and the dragons are made up of a cup of jade water. Make a smile.
Note: Kuan Yun.
The Goddess of Qilu
Why are you afraid of being invaded by immortals in the mortal world?
< p>From the posture of no emperor, there is less desire for fame and fortune in the world.The wild geese looked back ruthlessly, and Jiang Bo groaned intentionally.
Who is near on the thousand-year cliff? The bright moon shines pitifully. Tears.
Note: The goddess is the Three Gorges Goddess Peak
The Goddess of Qilu Zaiyong
When did she live in Dongtian, Shangqing?
The waves are splashing with snow and the moss is green, and the clouds and rain are turning into moraines.
Where can I express my sorrowful thoughts, and who can pity my dream soul.
The fate of Yaotai is also unpredictable, as it is a matter of human nature and power.
Note: The goddess, the Three Gorges Goddess Peak, is said to have been transformed into a fairy. Shangqing, it is said that the gods live in the three Qings: Shangqing, Yuqing and Taiqing.
Qilu San Ode to the Goddess
The dangerous peak has been lonely for thousands of years. Can we remember the prosperity and decline of the world?
Sudden rains, strong winds, thousands of trees trembling, sinking sails and floating corpses on the shore Ape mourns.
When the rooster sings, the world dawns, and the red sun splashes all around and the river fog opens.
I rest day and night sighing for the world, and my true love will purify my heart.
Xingxiangzi. Countryside trip
The flowers are dotted on the slopes, and the ponds are filled with water. It's sunny and the wind is blowing on my face. The fragrant grass at the end of the world competes for spring. Seeing that the farmers are in a hurry, the tourists are wandering, and the officials are idle.
The inclined bridge leans on the road, the winding path leads to winding paths, and willows lift the eaves of the building where the wind flows. The radio broadcast at the head of the village sounded like Gotan. Official meetings, small advertisements, local declarations.
Ba Sheng Ganzhou. Send a message to the foolish and full and preface
Preface: It has been cloudy recently, and after the rain, the mountains look like early autumn. Walking to the countryside at dusk, watching the clouds flying across the mountains, I have thoughts in my heart, and I sing the eight tones of Ganzhou, which also expresses my ignorance and fullness. Watching the cold peaks bathing in the setting sun with their long hair curling around their cheeks. Thinking about life for hundreds of years, how many times of silence and how many times of glory. Why bother to manage the years, care about it like dust.
Only the long road leads to the end of the world. Looking back at this body, it is desolate, it is the night wind and autumn rain, and I am crying in a cold dream. Sighing at being humble and desolate, with withered eyes looking into withered flowers. Admiring your love
, traveling in a distant city, flying online, pretending to be a hero. It is also embarrassing to write poetry, just to be elegant. Note: Ping and Ze are composed of four Mandarin tones, and the rhyme is based on the rhyme of modern new poetry.
Qi Jue Evening Scene
I don’t see the returning boy hearing the shepherd’s whip, and there are hundreds of ravines hanging over the Yin and Yang mountains.
The sun hangs in the secluded forest and songbirds hide, and the clear water has no waves and cages with late smoke.
Gu Jue Lei Yin
I roar, I am angry, I go, I am sentimental.
Don’t give up the order of the Emperor of Heaven and lock me in the wind.
Partridge Sky
The moon has fallen, frost has condensed thousands of miles of ice, and I am riding a bamboo stick and turning into a dragon. The Han River flies across the clear wave shadow, throwing behind the shooting stars to the Yuting. When the Qing Pavilion came out, all the immortals were shocked. The phoenix and dragon stopped dancing and the music stopped. Fighting for branches and relying on power is not to welcome me, and there are also names of chickens and dogs that are promoted to immortals. Note: The bamboo stick turns into a dragon: Legend has it that a man went to the mountains to learn Taoism for decades. When he came down the mountain, the master gave him a bamboo stick and when he rode on it, the bamboo stick turned into a dragon belt
and he flew away.
Qilu and Hu Ran's "Feelings" (inverted rhyme)
When will you return to the west for me? It is also difficult to know the river eastward.
Take away the thousand-year dream of heroic things, but leave behind a jar of worldly sourness.
Looking at the long-cherished wish, the eyes are dim, and the taste of this life is pure tears.
I wanted to get drunk all night by the river, but unfortunately it would be decades after I woke up.
Note: New voice.
Hu Ran's original poem: Qilu, Feelings
Once I had ambitions that spanned a thousand years, and my bamboo tube burst into tears for no reason.
The small courtyard is full of wind and the music is far away, and the sea and mountains are sour after dancing in green clothes.
With a sword in the sky, it is difficult to pass through a few places of smoke and dust.
Today the river has left for the east, when will it return to the west for me?
Note: New voice.
Die Lianhua
Who loves to be seriously ill and shut up, the yellow flowers compete for the original, arousing feelings and anger. There are no bees and butterflies dancing in the wilderness, and the sunset is drunk with open clothes. There are endless hardships in the world
but when we look back at the first virtuous people, fame and wealth are as low as dirt. There are many disasters and difficulties that cannot be dealt with, so I have to brave the wind and rain to find my way.
One hundred words from Mr. Xia Aiju
I often admire the alliance between gulls and herons, but the golden cup against the moon is empty. The distant thoughts of autumn bring back the true beauty of the flowers. The clear spring water flows freely, and the inquiry is made by Tianwai Hong. Go to Baiyun and bring your original intention to me? Dongjun creates flowers, Shaohao blows the frost. A villain makes others happy, but a gentleman appreciates others' achievements. Everything in the world is determined by fate, and every thought is filled with worries. I feel ashamed and depressed, and my poems are stained with tiredness. Mr. Cheng is very sincere, and his polite words cleanse his chest. It's hard to sleep at night while sitting alone, the moon is dim as the window moves. Note: Owls and herons form an alliance: The ancients believed that if people are sincere, gulls and herons will also form alliances with their neighbors. The clear spring water flowing freely: Mr. Xia Aiju's poems are often written in ordinary language, but they are like clear spring water in mountain streams. Asked Tianwaihong: I "hidden" for more than a month for some reason. Later, I went to Hongxiu.com and saw Mr. Liu Youxia greeting me many times. Dongjun: God of spring. Shaohao: God of Autumn. In Lei Ran's poem: Mr. Xia pertinently pointed out that there are many sorrows and drunkenness in my poems.
Qi Jue Lovesick Girl
The passing clouds and flowing water bring about new obsessions, and the old flowers during the festive season stir up old thoughts.
I lean into the house and follow the wild geese in tears, and my heart is wrapped around the red leaves when the moon comes.
Qi Jue, the newlywed girl
The words "happy" are both red, and she is charming and charming in front of the mirror.
My mind is at ease in my dream, and I will haunt you for the rest of my life and won’t let me wake up.
Qijue Tears of Lovesickness
I am tired of watching the passing clouds and the wind, and I can see the end of the world in the small building.
The tears of lovesickness drip from the cheeks, which are still bright red even without the spring breeze.
Linjiang Fairy
I often sit by the fence and watch the moonlight, watching the autumn frost and dew at the third watch. The leaves falling late at night are amazing. The silent palace is speechless, the sound of waves is heard in the river. I have always regretted the coldness of the world and woke up from alcohol.
Who knows the sad mood? The ancient and modern people sigh with emotion at Juan Fengping. Wherever Wolong is, the cold rain hits the lonely mausoleum.
Dielianhua
The rustling autumn wind withered thousands of trees. Climbing rocks and climbing vines, hard work will not hurt you. Who can stop me from being so brave and full of pride? Stand at the top and eliminate the world
Jealousy. The wind and clouds under my feet rolled over thousands of peaks. The setting sun kindly promised me that I would take a ride on the rosy clouds in the Ming Dynasty.
Qijue Tour in Red Cliff
The wind blows the waves high in October, and the tide rises at dusk in the vast Red Cliff.
No one sings about the great river, only talking about Er Qiao.
Qijue Sigh
The sea of ??clouds is startling, the flowers are thousands of feet wide, and the birds in the rivers and lakes are half-sailed by the wind.
It’s hard to get rid of the green faces in my eyes, and I always regret that my heart is different in this world.
Ruan Lang returns
The spring breeze and spring rain roll away the remaining red, and the spring is wasted in a hurry. Look back at the rain and wind in life. Qing Bei sighed. Infinite meaning, sentimental hero, quietly disappear into nothingness.
The pain and itch in the world are the same. Poems and books soothe the lonely chest.
Qilu Qingming
Qingming sacrifices are held in the countryside. Why is there a clear sky without rain and smoke?
The tea tree scales are jade-colored, and the cauliflower fields are shining in the golden sky.
The clear water and green grass follow the incense, and the tomb is pure and surrounded by colorful rings of cypress and green onions.
The mighty chest cannot be blown away, but I can only focus on paying homage to the sages.
Qijue Fishing for the Moon
The poems and books put aside the economics, and the bamboo hat and linen clothes are used in the boat.
Push further to the top of the wave and fish back a basket full of moonlight on the clear river.
Five Rules: Passing through Changsha and thinking about Jia Yi
Three years after he was relegated here, there will be mourning for eternity.
Although there are ghosts and gods admiring me, who knows how to pay tribute to me?
Autumn comes early and I want to finish it, but it is hard to realize my dream when it goes to dusk.
How can you pray for a good name after death when you can't live well in this life?
Note: 1. Jia Yi served as Taifu of Changsha for three years. 2. Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty once asked Jia Yi for advice on ghosts and gods. 3. Jia Yi wrote "Fu on Diao Qu Ping".
Man Tingfang
Forty-three years, is it worth looking back? It’s been a rough ride. Vertical and horizontal lines are wrinkled, and the old locust trees in the courtyard are worried. The human road is silent in the mountains, where the clouds and mist are, and the old temples are newly built.
No dust or dirt, this heart sighs, living alone in the Buddha land. Rest, it's hard to break, the moon shadow in the clear cup, lying drunk at the end of the village. The world is willing to abandon me, and I am willing to be a prisoner of poetry.
Se
The body of Se is as weak as a leaf. What else do you want in a dream? The crows are noisy, the wind is blowing hard, and it's late autumn again.
Linjiang Fairy
The red leaves are all over the sky and it rains in autumn, and the river flows and the sun sets and the clouds swirl. Close the wave shadow and release it back to the boat. The smoke from the cooking pot is straight, faintly touching the clear string. I remember the wind and waves in the past, and I danced with my heart. After the ban was released, Chang Xiaoye Jinbei. Caress your hair and sleep next to the chrysanthemum all night.
Taichang Yin. Ask Chang'e
Your silver mirror hangs in the sky for nine days, and its flying shadow shines on the world. I asked Chanjuan: Do you miss China and visit your hometown in the distance? The waves of the Yangtze River are angry, the snow on the Great Wall is dancing, and the five mountains are shining
with new looks. A small mirror but pitiful, unable to shine, officials are corrupt.
Qijue Drunken Pen
It is a sad and rainy night with few sounds, and I am worried about trying on commoners in front of the lamp.
If heaven opens the eyes of Yao and Shun, I can wave the bamboo tube at will.
Note: New voice.
Seven Ancient Immortals
The East China Sea is dreamy and majestic, and there is a road to the Three Pure Ones in Penglai.
Everyone chases the shadows and kisses the fairy grass, while I alone follow the moon to find poetry.
Note: According to legend, the gods live in the three clearings, namely Shangqing, Taiqing and Yuqing.
Wugu Indulgence
Happy and angry, look at the fox and rabbit coldly.
This is Hou Yi's bow, which only shoots at Nanshan tigers.
Song of Looking at the Moon
I originally lived in Kunlun Mountain, riding the wind whirling between heaven and earth. The West Lake serves as a jade cup and Emei serves as a chopping board. If you drink nothing, you will be drunk for five hundred years. If you want to pursue the Yellow Crane in the Gold and Silver Palace, you dare to make Chang'e dance in front of the lamp. A good sentence is written in front of the King of Hell, and life and death are like clouds of smoke. Poor Du Lanxiang fell into the hands of the fisherman, and the wine flag cup was empty and there was no money for the wine. He used to make blocks to build walls with mud, and he also carried salt from Taihang Mountains. What's the use of sighing? My lips are dead and my teeth are cold. When a deer becomes a horse, it is no wonder; when a horse becomes a deer, it is a shame to the heaven. His body is gray and his face is like an insect, but he is a pious little devil. Don't be angry about the impermanence of black and white, it's not about cherishing the time and loving the world. When I clean up my lonely sentences, the spring platform may be able to help the sky. Note: Dulanxiang: Immortal. "Yongcheng Xianlu" says that she was adopted by a fisherman named Yang. Wine Flag: The wine flag star. Bacchus. "Book of Jin" records, "The three stars on the right corner of Xuanyuan are called the wine flag, which is also the flag of the wine official. It is responsible for the banquet and food." Banzhu: that is, building a wall. "Historical Records of the Yin Dynasty" says: Fu Yue, the prime minister of Emperor Wu Ding of the Yin Dynasty, was once a plasterer. Taihang Mountain: Bole passed the Taihang Mountain and saw a thousand-mile horse carrying salt up the mountain. He held the horse's head and cried. Sighing: The story of Zhuangzi's "Autumn Waters" about looking at the ocean and sighing. Lip death: "Zuo Zhuan, the fifth year of Xi Gong", if the lips are dead and the teeth are cold, it is also called Yu Guo. Deer is a horse: "Historical Records of Qin Shihuang" records that Prime Minister Zhao Gao said that a deer is a horse. Kid: See "Ai Zi Crossing the River". Black and white are impermanent: that is: black is impermanent, white is impermanent.
Qi Jue, Dou Chun
Lingzi, dreams and shadows come at will, and they travel on the waves in the forest.
Put a willow fence around you, and the branches will be full of new green at dawn.
Qijue, Playing in Spring
Traveling around in the movie, the orioles and willows are full of love.
When I came back, I secretly hid the peach branches, causing the spring breeze to blow my dreams.
Qijue hurts the spring
The wind is fine and the crows are cold and the rain is invading, how sad is it to sing to the plum blossoms.
I have been watching the dusk river for a long time in the wind, and for whom have I sobbed till now?
Answer: Jiangshan Wuzhu - Intern Level 1 2009-8-3 14:06
Poems are easy to memorize but difficult to read.
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