Poetry is also ok.

Hello, landlord. According to the content, it can be divided into frontier poems, (landscape poems), (pastoral poems), (farewell poems), (ancient homesick poems), (homesick poems), (poems about in my heart forever) and (allegorical poems).

Examples are as follows:

1, frontier poems:

Guan Shanyue.

(Tang) Li Bai

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

2, landscape poetry:

Chai Lu

(Tang) Wang Wei

There seems to be no one on the empty mountain.

However, I think I heard a voice.

Sunlight enters the Woods,

Reflected from the green moss to me.

3. Pastoral poetry:

Rowing in Beixi

meng haoran

Beixi is always full,

Standing upright touches everything.

It's fun to follow the whirlpool,

Why in the five lakes?

4. Farewell poems:

See Meng Haoran again on the way to Yangzhou.

Lipper

My old friend resigned from the Yellow Crane Tower,

Fireworks fell in Yangzhou in March.

Lonely sails, distant shadows, blue sky,

I only saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.

5, poetry:

cicada

Yu Shinan

Hang down, drink clear dew,

The stream gurgled through the sparse tung trees.

From a distance,

It was not blown by the autumn wind.

6. Nostalgic poems:

Summer quatrains

Li Qingzhao

Living as an outstanding person,

Death is also a ghost.

I still miss Xiang Yu,

Refuse to cross the river east.

7. Homesick poems:

Thoughts?in?the?Still?of?the?Night

Lipper

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly,

Is there frost already? .

Looking up, I found it was moonlight.

I sank again and suddenly remembered home.

8. Poems that will always be in my heart:

Always in my heart.

Wang Changling

Young women in boudoir have no worries,

In spring, it condenses on green buildings.

Suddenly I saw the color of willow on the strange head.

Regret teaching my husband to find the title.

9, fable poem:

Crossing Huaqing Palace

Du Mu

Chang 'an looked back and embroidered.

There are thousands of doors open on the top of the mountain.

As soon as I ride the world of mortals and laugh,

No one knows it's litchi.