1. Poems describing fans and beauties
"Fan" by Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty
Zhai Yu was famous in the past, and the price of palmetto is not cheap.
The fragrance of flowers is not satisfied with the face, and the sound of Luo Bo is blocked.
It keeps the wind away from the heat, and brings out the bright moon in autumn.
Those who share the same heart can be given as gifts, and those who hold the same intention express joyful feelings.
"Tiao Xiao Ling - Tuan Fan" by Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
Tuan fan, Tuan fan, a beautiful woman's illness comes to cover her face.
After three years of haggardness, who will discuss orchestration again?
String pipe, string pipe, spring grass, Zhaoyang road is broken.
White Feather Fan by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The element is a natural color, and the round shape is due to the tailoring skills.
It is as rustling as a pine tree, and floating like a crane flying in the air.
There is no snow in midsummer, and there is endless wind all year round.
Take Qiu Sheng's hand and hide the moon in your arms.
The tail spots are not scabies, but the palmtails are different.
Who is called the relative, thin and white-bearded man.
Fan by Tang Luchang
Holding a precious fan and entering the forbidden palace, the fragrant breeze stirs under the flowers of this religion.
Chang'e must chase the colorful clouds and descend, and cannot stay in the middle of the moon all night.
Painting Peonies on Fans
Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty
For the love of red flowers, he built the stairs full of flowers and taught people to paint the future on fans.
The leaves are as long as the colorful pens, and the flowers are blooming one after another in the breeze.
The butterflies stopped a few times when I was idle, and I was not afraid of falling berry moss when I swayed frequently.
The root has no ground, like a fairy osmanthus. It is suspected that it was planted by Chang'e in the moon.
Fan Tang Sikong Picture
Don’t give up and donate when we are reunited in autumn. I only rely on the pity of my old friends.
Sometimes the sun covers the pond, and there are a few cicadas in the frost forest.
Ode to the Broken Fan Tang Tangyi
The wheel is like the end of the bright moon, and the clouds are like thin clouds passing through.
There is no reason to hide the smile again, and it is divided in front of the autumn wind.
The Sorrowful Fan by Wei Yingwu of Tang Dynasty
It is not about the autumn festival, but about the change of kindness.
There are no more people to hide their frowns, and the empty space is there.
What words should never be spoken will make them lose their luster.
Ancient Fan Tang Xiangsi
Yesterday it was cut to win Xiawei, but suddenly it was contrary to the autumn festival.
Hanchen was jealous of the Qin princess, and Liang Dianen followed the Han princess.
Like the old moon, the red face is facing, and the wind stops moving the musk clothes.
Thousands of years of desolation are related to human affairs, and Mo Yu returned home in tears.
Ode to the Fan by Tang Xu Wei
The whole jade hall is full of coldness, and every time I kiss my sleeves, I will never forget it.
The thick frost and snow secretly know where it is, and the agreement comes and goes.
I once accompanied a bottle to the small threshold, barely covering the remaining sun as I passed through the corridor.
If the autumn wind blows in the Han Palace, who would believe that Ban Ji would shed a few lines of tears?
Ode to the Broken Fan by Tang Yangling
The powder falls and is abandoned on the empty bed, but the dust remains in the old box.
The first thing that comes first is the half, and the love is broken without sorrow.
Poems on Dai Qiu Fan, Tang Zhenggu
Wu's hatred has been deep when he was exposed in the court. In hot weather, the world is a close friend.
I exerted my strength even though I was sweating profusely, and my heart was broken in the middle of the night when I felt refreshed.
A mountain stream was damaged by beetles, and several lines of text were invaded by dust.
After the green Sophora yin combines with the Qing Dynasty, you will not be embarrassed again.
Ode to Xi Shi by Wang Wei
The world is full of beauty, but how beautiful is Xi Shi?
In the morning, I was the girl from Yuexi River, and in the evening, I was the concubine of Wu Palace.
How can a cheap day be so rare? Only when a noble person comes can you realize how rare it is.
Invite people to put on makeup, No son wears Luo Yi.
The king's favor is also coquettish, and the king's pity is right and wrong.
At that time, I was wearing a gauze companion, so I couldn't return home in the same car.
Hold on Thank you neighbor, and imitate An Kexi?
"The Book of Songs"
The hands are like catkins, the skin is like gelatin,
The collar is like a cricket grub, and the teeth are like gourd rhinoceros,
< p> The little head has a furry eyebrow, the smile is charming, and the beautiful eyes look forward to it."Three Poems of Qingping Diao"
Part One
Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of appearance. The spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is strong.
If we hadn’t met at the top of Qunyu Mountain. We will meet at Yaotai under the moon.
Second
The dew on a branch is fragrant, and the clouds and rain in Wushan are in vain.
May I ask who is similar to the Han Palace? Poor Feiyan relies on her new makeup.
Third
The famous flowers in the country are in love with each other, and the king looks on with a smile.
Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the Agarwood Pavilion leans on the railing in the north.
The Book of Songs, Guan Ju, Pre-Qin Dynasty
Guan Guan Jujiu, on the island of the river.
A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight.
The waterlilies are mixed and flowing from left to right.
A graceful lady, I long for her.
I can’t get what I want, so I sleep hard and think about it.
Leisurely, leisurely, tossing and turning.
Pick the waterlilies from left to right.
A graceful lady, a harp and a friend.
There are different kinds of water-lilies, with leaves growing on both sides.
A graceful lady, played with bells and drums.
Tang Yin's Cut of Plum Blossoms
The steps are red and covered with moss, the branches are full of green, Du Yu's voice is loud,
Du Yu's voice is sad! After a short period of intercourse, they separated again.
The colorful phoenix flies alone, and the colorful phoenix lives alone.
How long will it take to miss each other after we say goodbye? It’s hard to know what will happen next?
Will it be difficult in the future? How can this feeling express lovesickness?
A love word, a love poem.
The pear blossoms are shut behind closed doors in the rain, and they are failing their youth.
They are failing their youth! Enjoyable things, who cares?
The soul is in ecstasy under the flowers, and the soul is in ecstasy under the moon.
The eyebrows are full of sorrow, and the sun is frowning, and there are thousands of crying marks,
Ten thousand crying marks; looking at the sky at dawn and looking at the clouds at dusk,
I miss you when I go! Sitting there, I miss you. 2. Classical sentences about ancient women using fans to remember their old friends
The white feather fan by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty is of natural color and round due to its tailoring skills.
It is as rustling as a pine tree, and floating like a crane flying in the air. There is no snow in midsummer, and there is endless wind all year round.
Take Qiu Sheng's hand and hide the moon in your arms. The spots on the tail of the dog's tail are not scabies, but the spots on the tail of the palm are different.
Who is called the relative, thin and white-bearded man. Fan Li Qiao, Tang Dynasty, Zhai Yu was famous in the old times, and the price of palmetto is quite high.
The fragrance of flowers is not satisfied with the face, and the sound of Luo Bo is blocked. It keeps the wind away from the heat and brings out the bright moon in autumn.
Those who share the same heart can be given as gifts, and those who hold the same intention express joyful feelings. Fan Lu Chang, Tang Dynasty. Holding a precious fan, you enter the forbidden palace, and the fragrant breeze blows under the flowers.
Chang'e must chase the colorful clouds and descend, and cannot stay in the middle of the moon all night. Painting Peonies on Fans Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty built the stairs for his love of red flowers and taught people to paint the future on the fans.
The leaves are as long as the colorful brushes, and the flowers are blooming one after another in the breeze. The butterflies stopped a few times when I was idle, and I was not afraid of falling berry moss when I swayed frequently.
The root has no ground, like a fairy osmanthus. It is suspected that it was planted by Chang'e in the moon. Fan, Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty. Don’t give up any gifts when we meet again in autumn. I only rely on the pity of my old friends.
Sometimes the sun covers the pond, and there are a few cicadas in the frost forest. Ode to the Broken Fan Tang Tangyi The wheel is like a bright moon, and the sky is like a thin cloud passing through.
There is no reason to hide the smile again, and it is divided in front of the autumn wind. Sad Wan Fan, Wei Yingwu of Tang Dynasty. It is not about the autumn festival, but about the change of kindness.
There are no more people to hide their frowns, and the empty space is there. What words should never be spoken, the secret will destroy the glory.
Ancient fan by Tang Xiangsi Yesterday it was cut to win Xiawei, but it suddenly happened to be contrary to the autumn festival. Hanchen was jealous of the Qin princess, and Liang Dianen followed the Han concubine.
The old moon looks like a red face, and the wind blows the musk clothes. After thousands of years of desolation, Mo Yu returned home in tears.
Ode to the Fan by Xu Wei of the Tang Dynasty. The whole jade hall was full of coldness. Every time I kissed my sleeves, I would never forget it. The thick frost and snow secretly know where it is, and the pact comes and goes suddenly.
I once accompanied a bottle to the small threshold, barely covering the remaining sun as I passed through the corridor. If the autumn wind blows in the Han Palace, who would believe that Ban Ji would shed tears?
Ode to the Broken Fan by Yangling of the Tang Dynasty. There is no half of it first, and the love is broken without sorrow.
Dai Qiu Fan Ci, Tang Dynasty Zhenggu When Lu enters the court, Wu’s hatred is deep. In hot weather, the world is a close friend. I have been sweating profusely, and I have exerted my strength. I feel refreshed in the middle of the night and feel depressed.
A mountain stream was damaged by beetles, and several lines of text were invaded by dust. After the green sophora yin combines with the Qing Dynasty, there will be no shame again. 3. Poems about fans
"Poetry on Fans"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Zhang Shunmin
Fans attract wind and should be used when it is hot.
Autumn comes and hangs on the wall, but it is blown by the wind.
"Ci of Wan Fan"
Era: Yuan Dynasty Author: Yang Weizhen
The reunion fan resembles the Moon Chan Juan.
Chanjuan is sometimes in short supply. How can I make my clothes round when I fan them?
When the autumn wind blows off the phoenix leaves, I fan them with them.
Don’t be like the autumn leaves that blow and fall in front of you.
"Fan"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Li Qiao
Zhai Yu was famous in the past, and the price of palmetto is not cheap.
The fragrance of flowers is not satisfied with the face, and the sound of Luo Bo is blocked.
It keeps the wind away from the heat, and brings out the bright moon in autumn.
Those who share the same heart can be given as gifts, and those who hold the same intention express joyful feelings.
"Ode to the Broken Fan"
Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Yang Ling
The powder is abandoned on the empty bed, but the dust is left behind.
The first thing that comes first is the half, and the love is broken without sorrow. 4. Poems describing ancient beauties
Phoenix Seeking Phoenix·Qin Song Anonymous There is a beauty here, and I will never forget it when I see it.
I miss you so much after not seeing you for a day. The phoenix is ??soaring, and the phoenix is ??begging for it from all over the world.
But the beauty is here, not on the east wall. Use the qin to represent your words, and write your heartfelt chats.
When I see Xu Xi, I will comfort my hesitation. May your words be worthy of your virtue, and join hands to support each other.
If I can’t fly, I will perish.
Something to Think About Han Yuefu Something to think about is in Hainan.
Why ask Yijun? A double-beaded tortoiseshell hairpin, dazzled with jade. I heard that you had other intentions, so I pulled them, destroyed them and burned them.
Destroy and burn it, and the wind will scatter its ashes. From now on, don’t miss me again.
I miss you so much! When roosters crow and dogs bark, brothers and sisters-in-law should know it. The concubine is shouting! The autumn wind solemnizes the morning breeze, and the east knows it in a moment.
Shangxie Han Yuefu Shangxie! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunders tremble, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, I dare to be with you! Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, leave.
More than ten thousand miles apart, each is at the end of the world. The road is long and difficult, but we know the meeting will be safe.
Hu Ma follows the north wind and crosses the southern branch of the bird's nest. The day is far away from each other, and the clothes are worn slowly.
The floating clouds cover the day, and the wanderer does not care about returning. Missing you makes you grow old, and the years are suddenly too late.
Don’t give up donating, don’t return to the road, and work hard to get more food. Collecting hibiscus in Shejiang River > Collecting hibiscus in Shejiang River, there are many fragrant grasses in the orchids.
Who do you want to leave behind? Thoughts are far away. I still look back at my old hometown, the long road is long and vast.
We are of the same mind but separated, and we end up in sorrow! Lovesickness Wang Wei Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will grow when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. Looking at the moon, Huaiyuan, Zhang Jiuling, there is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. The candles are extinguished and the pity light is full, and the clothes are covered with dew. I can't bear to give them away, but I still sleep in the dream. Autumn Breeze Poems Li Bai The autumn breeze is clear , the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost again.
We know the day when we meet each other, but I am embarrassed at this time and night; When I enter the door of lovesickness, I know that I miss lovesickness painfully, long lovesickness brings long memories, but short lovesickness brings endless ends. I had known that it would be such a stumbling block to people's hearts. How could it be like before? Don't know each other. Liu Yuxi's Bamboo Branch Poetry The poplars and willows are green at the level of the Qingjiang River, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.
Poetry on Bamboo Branches by Liu Yuxi The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
Yanzi Tower Zhang Zhongsu The broken lamp upstairs is accompanied by the dawn frost, and the person sleeping alone gets up on the acacia bed. How many lovesick one-night stands? The ends of the earth are not as long as the ends of the earth.
Jinse Li Shangyin has fifty strings of Jinse for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng dreamed of butterflies at dawn, and looked forward to the Emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea has tears in its pearls, and the warm sun in Lantian creates smoke. This feeling I can wait to recall it, but I was at a loss at that time. The untitled Li Shangyin came with empty words and disappeared without a trace. The moon was tilted upstairs at five o'clock. The dream was so far away that it was hard to recall, and the book was rushed into ink. The wax shone half in the cage of golden jade, The scent of musk is slightly embroidered with hibiscus. Liu Lang already hates that Pengshan Mountain is far away, and it is even more separated by ten thousand layers of Pengshan Mountain. Untitled Li Shangyin's heavy curtains are deep in the Mochou Hall, and the night after lying down is slender. The life of a goddess was just a dream, and the life of my sister-in-law was originally a dream.
If you don’t believe that Lingzhi is weak in the storm, who will teach you the fragrance of osmanthus leaves in Moon Dew? It is clear that it is useless to miss lovesickness, but to be melancholy is pure madness. Untitled Li Shangyin It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will die when the silkworms are dead, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears dry. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples have changed, and the night chants should feel the moonlight is cold. There is not much left in Pengshan. On the road, the bluebirds are diligent in looking around. Untitled Li Shangyin's Last Night Stars and Wind, To the west of the painting building and to the east of Guitang. There are no colorful phoenixes flying on the body, but there is a clear connection in the heart. Gou Chun wine is given to every other seat to warm it, and the red wax lamp is shed on the cao.
I listened to the drums to answer the official questions, and walked around Malantai. Traveling Alone in Qujiang in Late Autumn by Li Shangyin When the lotus leaves are growing, spring hates them, but when the lotus leaves are withered, the buds are blooming? I know that my body and my love will always be there, and I look forward to the sound of the water at the head of the river.
The night rain sent to the north Li Shangyin to ask about the return date. The night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond. How could I cut the candles from the west window, but said that it was raining in Bashan at night. I thought about Yuan Zhen once, it was difficult to make water out of the sea, except for it. Wushan is not a cloud. I took a look back lazily from the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. It was written by Cui Hu of Nanzhuang in the capital city last year. In this door today, the peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
Farewell to Du Mu is sentimental but always seems to be ruthless. I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. I feel sorry for the candle. I shed tears for others until dawn. I send Zhang Bi’s farewell dream to Xie’s house, and the small corridor turns to Qulan. incline. There is only the sentimental moon in the spring garden, which is like a falling flower for someone who has left.
Writing of Love by Li Yi The water-patterned jade silk makes me think for a long time, and the good times of thousands of miles will rest in one night. From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon.
Gift to the maid Cui Jiao. The princes, princes and grandsons are chasing after others, and the green beads are dripping with tears. As soon as Hou Men entered, it was as deep as the sea, and Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on.
Send to Li Yiyuan Yu Xuanji The sun covers my sleeves in shame, and I am too lazy to put on my makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.
Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers. Why should I hate Wang Chang when I can get a glimpse of Song Yu? Jiangling's worries and hopes are filled with fish mystery. Thousands of maple leaves turn into thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail.
Recalling your heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest. Sauvignon Blanc by Bai Juyi Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad.
I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building when the moon is bright. Dream Jiangnan Wen Tingyun After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower.
Thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting Hui veins are long and the water is long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou! Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu Wu Shanqing, Yue Shanqing. The green hills on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other.
Who knows the love of parting? The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not been completed.
The tide at the head of the river has subsided. Happy Meeting Li Yu I went up to the west building alone without words, the moon was like a hook.
The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation.
Don’t have the same feeling in your heart. Crow's Night Cry by Li Yu The forest flowers have withered the spring red, it's too hasty, and there is no choice but the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening.
The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.
Visiting Kinmen by Feng Yansi The wind suddenly picked up, blowing a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands.
The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.
Yu Lou Chun Ouyang Xiu Before the bottle, I planned to tell the date of my return. Before I said a word, Chun Rong swallowed it. There is love and infatuation in life, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon. Don't renovate the song of departure, a song can teach you how to be tight.
It is necessary to see all the flowers in Luocheng, and it is easy to say goodbye to the spring breeze. Xijiang Yue Sima Guangbao's bun is loosely tied, and the plum blossoms are lightly made up. The red and green mist is light, and the hairspring is flying. Uncertain. When we see each other, we fight as if we have not seen each other. We are affectionate but we are ruthless. After the singing and singing, we wake up slightly. In the deep courtyard, the moon is tilted and people are quiet. The fairy Qin on the magpie bridge plays tricks on the thin clouds, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han are far away in darkness. As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back. If the love between two people lasts for a long time, how can they be together day and night?
Poppy Qin Guan The green peaches planted and dewed in the sky are not ordinary flowers. The water is scattered deep in the chaotic mountains. For whom does a branch like jade bloom? There is no limit to the light cold and drizzle, it is difficult to control without spring. 5. Poems about the round fan
1. "Song of Resentment" - Hanban Jieyu Newly made Qi Wan Su, as bright as frost and snow.
Cut into an albizia fan, the reunion looks like the bright moon. Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze.
I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the cool breeze will take away the heat. Abandon the donation box and put it in the basket, and the kindness will end.
2. "Song of the Round Fan" - Eastern Jin Dynasty Peach Leaf Qibao painted round fan, brilliant moonlight. I spend time with my husband in the summer heat, remembering each other and never forgetting each other.
3. "White Feather Fan" - Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. It is a natural color, and the round shape is due to its tailoring skills. It's as rustling as a pine tree, and floating like a crane flying in the air.
There is no snow in midsummer, and there is endless wind all year round. Lead Qiu Sheng's hand and hide the moon in his arms.
The tail spots are not scabies, but the palmtails are different. Who is called relative, thin and white-bearded.
4. "Fan" - Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty Zhai Yu was famous in the past, and the price of palmetto is not cheap. The fragrance of flowers is dissatisfied with the face, and the sound of Luo Bozhen is heard.
It keeps the wind away from the heat, and brings out the bright moon in autumn. Being of the same mind can be given as a gift, holding the expression of joy.
5. "Fan" - Lu Chang of Tang Dynasty. Holding a precious fan, he entered the forbidden palace, and the fragrant breeze stirred under the flowers. Chang'e must chase the colorful clouds to descend, and cannot stay in the middle of the moon all night.
6. "Painting Peonies on Fans" - Luo Yin of Tang Dynasty. For the love of red flowers, he built the stairs full of flowers and taught people to paint the future on fans. The leaves are as long as the colorful brushes, and the flowers are blooming one after another in the breeze.
The butterflies stopped a few times when I was idle, and I was not afraid of falling berry moss when I swayed frequently. It has no roots and is like a fairy osmanthus. It is suspected that it was planted by Chang'e in the moon.
7. "Fan" - Sikong Tu of the Tang Dynasty Don't give up and donate when we meet again in autumn, and only rely on the pity of old friends. Sometimes the sun is covering the pond, and there are a few cicadas in the frost forest.
8. Ode to the Broken Fan - Tang Tangyi The wheel is like the end of the bright moon, and the clouds are like thin clouds piercing through. There is no reason to hide the smile again, and it is divided in front of the autumn wind.
9. "Sorrowful Fan" - Wei Yingwu of the Tang Dynasty It's not the autumn festival, but the change of kindness. There are no more people hiding their frowns, and the cold and empty frame is there.
What words should never be spoken will make them lose their luster. 10. "Ancient Fan" - Tang Xiangsi Yesterday it was decided to seize Xiawei, but suddenly it was contrary to the autumn festival.
Hanchen was jealous of the Qin princess, and Liang Dianen followed the Han princess. Like the old moon, the pink face is facing, and the wind is resting to stir the musk clothes.
Thousands of years of desolation are related to human affairs, and Mo Yu returned home in tears. 11. "Ying Fan" - Xu Wei of Tang Dynasty ------Note: Wei, Yin Sheng, means respectful.
I was so cold that I went to the whole jade hall, and every time I kissed my sleeves, I would never forget it. The thick frost and snow secretly know where it is, and the pact comes and goes suddenly.
I once accompanied a bottle to the small threshold, barely covering the remaining sun as I passed through the corridor. If the autumn wind blows in the Han Palace, who would believe that Ban Ji would shed tears?
12. "Ode to the Broken Fan" - Yangling of the Tang Dynasty. There is no half of it first, and the love is broken without sorrow.
13. "Master Yang's Japanese Fan" - Su Zhe The fan comes from Japan, and the wind is not Japanese. The wind does not come out from the fan. Where does the wind come from? The wind doesn't know itself, so it should ask about space again.
The void is like a wind cave, which is the same as itself and things. How can the same thing be empty? It is not the wind sect.
But holding a Japanese fan, the wind comes from infinite. 14. "Korean Fan" - Hua Zhen. Pai Yun and affixed to the pu are decorated with Nanjin, and the scrolls are folded and folded with ingenuity and deep thinking.
Why should Yuetuan decide the rules? Self-refreshing and refreshing. The heron spreads its feathers when waved, but the palm trees are folded away without showing its heart.
Using it is worthy of diligent reward, and it is even more worthy of refining the chicken forest. 15. "Japanese Fan" in the second volume of "Nanhu Collection" - "Gongxing" is a masterpiece of skill and craftsmanship, and the painting is full of wisdom.
Just like Yue Shang offering jadeite, it was also popular from China.
16. Volume 2 of "Yuan Ying Collection" "Song of Dongyi Japanese Small Folded Painted Fan" - Wu Lai Dongyi small fan came to Dongming, and the pink paper was folded like phoenix feathers.
Wei Biao is constantly waving in and out, and the plain paintings are clever and colorful with luminescence. The tears of clams in silver mud move away, and the red and green paintings on the brocade screen scatter.
The bright moon half-cut the toad spirit, and the purple clouds are dark with the smell of sharks and fish. The descendants of Xu City attached themselves to Fei Kuan, and Hu Ran's family background was mixed with burning scriptures.
The tattoo is worn in the old ritual form, and there are two duckweeds in front of the horse. Foreign objects from different directions need to be revealed to the court, and wealthy businessmen and giant ships can glimpse the stars.
Ordered by Zhu Rong when he was booing the fire, he sold rice baskets on the island to give him Qing Ling. The white dragon soaks its skin and wakes up from the heat; the jade steps contain water and fireflies flutter at night.
The Immortal of Penglai descends the raindrops, and the hibiscus cocoons are tied with colorful ribbons. Zuzhou's Zhicao brews green glutinous rice, and its turtles and giant turtles move and are tortured.
The God of the Sea cherishes the treasure and blasts with thunder and lightning, and I am sick and dying. A hundred handles of palm trees weigh the order, but the bottle of ice slurry and sugarcane liquid is full.
The stone couch was calmed by the breath, and Silla's thoughts finally drifted away, and the pheasant tail was painted with the inscription "Wu He". 17. "Dielianhua·Gathering Bone Fan" - Jin Zhangzong and Wanyan Jing Several strands of Xiangjiang dragons are thin and tumbling in a clever way, forming Xiang wave wrinkles.
The golden strands are intertwined with flowers and grass, and the green sash is knotted with concentric knots. The golden palace holds banquets for a long time, bringing temporary joy and refreshing breeze.
Suddenly I heard the propaganda must be played urgently, and gently faded into the fragrant sleeves. 18. "Sheng Chazi·Ode to the Folding Fan" - Zhu Yi of the Song Dynasty The palace yarn bee takes advantage of the plum blossoms, and the precious fan luan opens its wings.
Several twists and turns gather the breeze, and one twist creates the mood of autumn. The mica is light when shaken, and the branches are thin.
Don’t untie the jade chain, for fear of falling flowers. 19. "Die Lian Hua·Gathering Bone Fan" - Wanyan Jing "A few strands of Xiangjiang dragons are thin and tumbling in a clever way, forming Xiang wave wrinkles.
Golden threads, flowers and grass, and green sash. Knotted together. The golden palace holds banquets for a long time, attracting temporary joy and refreshing breeze.
Suddenly, the propaganda must be played in a hurry, and it gently fades into the fragrant sleeves." 20. "Bei Shuangdiao·Qingjiang. "Introduction" - Qu You of the Ming Dynasty "Double rings form a continuous branch, which can be rolled up or down as desired.
The half-autumn moon is bright, and a piece of spring cloud is greasy. When I get it, the breeze blows."
21. "Ode to the Folding Fan" - Qu You of the Ming Dynasty "It is unusual to open and close half a piece of Qingfeng paper, and then unroll it. The gold ring is tied together with the dragon's waist, and the jade grid is woven together with the long wings of the phoenix, which is partial to the sleeves of tourists. , The maid holds the flower by the side without labor; I will not be jealous of the old gifts from the palace, but you will be reunited in the cool night."
22. "Ode to the Folding Fan" - Ming Dynasty Yang Xunji "There will be dispersion at this time. The elegance of the disaster, the beauty of the summer, was sung by the former classmate. The elegance of the past years has rarely been maintained. . Look at its bright cocoon-cut face, plain rattan face, sprinkled with gold stars for decoration, sharpened tooth nails to make keys, red sandalwood cut into pieces with no traces, and black beads round and hanging like spirals. ”
23. "Ode to the Fan" - Xuanzong of the Ming Dynasty "The smoke and clouds in Xiangpu are green, and the flowers and rain in Yanxi are fragrant. It sweeps away the scorching heat of the world and brings back the coolness of the world." 6. What are the poems about ancient fans
A white bamboo fan was given to Fuzhou (a small golden clay fan is sentimental) Era: Tang Dynasty Author: Zhang Hu Work: A white bamboo fan was given to Fuzhou Contents: A small golden clay fan is sentimental, skillfully woven by Nan Gong.
The vines are covered with snow and the handles are slippery, and the strips are covered with thin silver and light dew. The breeze sat up to Luo Shanqi, and the bright moon appeared from the jade hand.
I still rely on you for not abandoning me in the early days. Every time I took pity on you, I gave you the name of acacia. Xie Renhui for the fan and tea (with the gun flag to seal Shu Ming) Era: Tang Author: Qi Ji Works: Xie Renhui for the fan and tea Contents: The gun flag seals Shu Ming, and Yuan Jie makes crocodile gauze.
Hospitality is cooked separately, blue flies avoid shaking. Lu Sheng praised Liang Biao's wonderful method, and the class girl hated Liang Biao.
Thank you, Master Cui, for my love and loneliness. 1. "Poetry on the Round Fan" by Ban Jieyu of the Han Dynasty. The newly cracked Qi Wan Su is as fresh and clean as frost and snow.
Cut into an albizia fan, the balls look like the bright moon. Going in and out of your arms, shaking in the breeze.
I am often afraid that when autumn comes, the coolness will overtake the heat. Abandon the donation box and put it in the basket, and the kindness will end.
"On the Wuye in Luoyuan" written by Tianbao Palace of the Tang Dynasty. The old favor is saddened by the autumn fan, but the new favor is sent in the early spring. A piece of chatting topic will be sent to the recipient.
There are many above, go find them yourself.