The doctor was in front of him, but he cut out his own heart.
I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle.
Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.
Two poems by Tian Jia (the last one is a poem by Li Shen)
Father plowed Harada, son? This mountain is barren.
In June, the grain has not appeared, and the home has been repaired.
At noon in summer, the sun is very hot, farmers are still working, and beads are dripping into the soil.
It's hard for anyone to see the Chinese food on the plate. In August, the wood is thin and ten leaves and three branches fall.
Life is fifty, and now it is.
Facing the east gate, the beautiful trees are uneven.
At dusk, the original grass has left the cloak.
Good pavilions are in the south, and good songs are playing in the neighborhood.
The brilliance suddenly faded, and it was sad to look around.
And honor and disgrace, the four remain unchanged.
People are ashamed of their names, and no one knows them.
No temples are like frost, and things are not like silk.
If there is no goodness in old age, why not eat suckling? Yue Wei, in the southeast of Ming Dynasty, is a twin ancient city in Niu Geng.
But I don't know the name of the ancient city.
When you built this city, you didn't expect to plow the fields today.
The vine has left the cloak, and the fox and rabbit are not vertical and horizontal.
The autumn clouds dispersed and the autumn wind was gloomy.
It's a pity that Gu Liang's thoughts turned into harm.
The ancients are invisible, but today people camp.
I don't know, under the horseshoe, the old pavilion is at home. My lover left yesterday and the moon is full.
No tears of my own, scattered in front of the brothel. Two leaves can cover your eyes, and two beans can fill your eyes.
If you don't know your body, you will be deaf.
Disturb the heart and the world.
If you have a wish, your hair is not allowed. Born in the forefront of renewal, I don't know Yuyang Road.
My beloved guardian, dreams every night.
Yuyang Wan Li is far away and near the threshold.
As soon as the middle gate passes, Yuyang is always in sight.
You shed tears in the towel, and I fell on the road.
Luo Jin is in hand now, and the sky will follow me.
The road dust is like the wind, worthy of your wheels. Words and deeds like China.
Speaking of flesh and blood, the door is like a foreign country.
There are people everywhere, and there are no traffic jams on the road.
There are two roads in front of the door, and we can't go anywhere. The golden knife cuts the light clouds, and the plate is made of gold thread.
Costume Zhao Fei, teach palm dance.
Dance and fly, and the debris will go with the wind.
Empty bird (Meng Jiao's poem)
When the bird enters the official warehouse, the food can be lost.
Considering the repetition frequency, the official warehouse is harmful.
Fish nets are not in the sky, and bird nets are not in the water.
Drink peck at nature, why empty city plan. Children are loyal and don't sell their names on holidays.
Hanging on your waist, big songs are useless.
Don't read the Warring States books, don't read the Yellow Classics.
Drunk in the salty building, dreaming of the surrender city.
I'd rather have wings to fly to the sky.
Please take the heavenly sword and disembark from the stars.
Naturally, there is no one, although there is no war.
Leisure is a classic, driving sheep all your life. one
Yantai is tired and yellow. She wants to attract elegance. Smart people come a little more expensive, which is lower than a loss.
Le Yi acts naturally and keeps up with the world trend. You must rush to the phoenix book and ask for the forest.
Secondly,
Swallow terrace is 100 feet high and flat. One is national subjugation, but also worthy of courtesy and reputation. What's the shore like in zhanghua? Where can I find spare millet? The dust in Pian Yu is light, but Xiaomi Mountain is heavy.
Tang Yu's precious grain is just sowing.
Before the saint, after the saint, everyone is ancient.
Like hunger, what's the use of gold? one
It is not fixed during the day and the Qingjiang River is not fixed. People don't live a hundred years, so what if they live a hundred times? Wine is aged in class, and music is celebrated in class.
Get drunk with you, get drunk with you. The year of pine and cypress is mountainous.
Secondly,
Look at Zhong Nanshan. It's green and suitable for all ages. Go up to see the guests off and listen to the travelers' songs. Speaking of bridges, it became a wave of Wei Chuan.
There are few glories in the world, and there are many parting in the four seas. But I'm afraid I will leave tears and turn into a bitter river. Nothing can persuade a glass of wine. The sun and the moon look busy. They travel for a week at night.
The vegetation is still old, and there is no sorrow in life.
Drink once to solve a hundred knots, and then drink off your troubles.
White hair deceives the poor and is not intoxicating.
I hope all the water in the East China Sea will flow into the cup.
Andrew Ruan, an infantryman, visited Zuixian's hometown together. one
There were many aristocratic families in the Han dynasty, and they were virtuous and arrogant. If you kill people on foot, the garbage collectors in the street dare not swear. The banquet in the Red Chamber is full of youth and looks like a cloud in Wan Li.
The golden urn is better than the sky, and it is not afraid of falling light. Beauty is like the moon, and Nanwei is unparalleled. Lotus falls from the sky, and there is no water.
Flying Qiong plays the role of clouds blowing the phoenix. I only hate the death of Luyang, and no one is stationed during the day.
Secondly,
Flowers grow outside the wall and inside the house. Don't read a line, Wan Huhou. Beauty floor song, not Gu Liangzhou. Yin Xin is the emperor of the world, and he hates being respected by the world.
Once the outline is broken, the clever fool has no second door.
Well-being is the source of happiness, and loyalty is the source of loss.
Hungry tigers don't eat children. People have no flesh and blood.
The sun does not enter the ground, and the dead are buried.
Rotten bones are not dirt, but Shi Gen.
I came to this township and dismounted to hang this grave.
In silence, between the monarch and the minister, who dares to talk about it? If Beijing is on the road, chickens get up first every day.
Never leave 12 street, one day 100 yuan.
On the large-scale service, the Zhou Dynasty restored Qin Cheng.
Noble and humble, virtuous and ignorant are on the same track.
White rabbits set in the west and red crows flew to the bottom of the sea.
Day after day, the days are endless.
Self-loathing is like a stone, and it is not a matter of honor or disgrace.
Ask ninety Weng, I am still like this. I advise you to plow the fields frequently, and you will benefit from the millet in your warehouse.
Advise not to cut mulberry and reduce clothes.
Clear the frost, the grass is not green.
The wind was blowing in the forest, and the leaves didn't touch the trees.
Youth does not plow, so why be complacent.
When the guest sighed, he wrote poems to encourage him.
How late the glory is, how fast it will be.
You see, Gai Lou can't be completed in one day.
Now the warm beard is in mulberry, and now it is full of ploughing.
A gentleman is noble, and a Taoist is noble.
The sunshine is good, and you can see your hair.
I have worn the washbasin for twenty years.
Beautiful jade comes from Jingshan, and faithfulness comes from stone.
Not all jade, but jade can turn into stone.
Jing Wei is afraid of reclamation for a small object. Mr. Wu Yueyou, Yan Wen destroyed Jinding.
When the sun sets, cranes are out of date, and shadows fall on the earth.
As the saying goes, one pill doesn't follow the habitat.
Why do I want to be an imperial army? Ask the fairy. The beam of fame and fortune, nymphs is very clear.
I'm afraid there are white clouds in the yellow dust
The light stream teases the licker, and it goes straight to the vast sky.
Singing the songs of the Five Heavenly Kings, I doubt Jiuhua.
I know how to plant bamboo hearts. I want a cool breeze.
I know the meaning of spring, and I will know the right and wrong of things.
There is a piano without strings, and the stars are arranged under the buttonwood.
You know, you listen quietly and silently.
If the land is not the road of firewood, Wuling will not meet.
I am worried about where the fans have gone. The pool is in the west and east. Spring is more drum and falls to the southwest.
There are passengers at this time, so don't go home alone.
The upper country has no owner, and the lower country is sincere and sad. The days are gone, and Qiutang is still there.
Faxuan doesn't know what it is, but it makes people feel cold.
Because the material is not out of the group, there is jade still in the pu.
Who carved the branches of Pittosporum into Cloud Gate Music? Go out for a walk, why linger on this day.
Finally, in Laoshan in the south, the master was relieved.
Your poem is like a portal, still open at night and still open during the day.
Your name is like four o'clock, spring goes and summer comes.
Vilen is a hill, like a high platform.
Your grave must be several feet. Who will be with the master? Both Xiyuan and Huaqing Road are full of flowers.
When a flower grows, it is evil to leave. Every bird came back, but Ugur didn't live.
You should also know that I hate ringing at the green window. Thinking too far is like burning, and I don't want to get up in the middle of the night
Peach blossoms stand in the moonlight with dewdrops. If you don't want to take Lang's clothes anymore, ask Lang where he is traveling.
I hate coming home late and don't go to Lin Qiong. There are no horses here, and there are wheels at night.
So there is less grass on the roadside than dust on clothes. Hemerocallis were born in the hall and swam.
How to pronounce the pinyin of Nie Quanshi?
Yongtianjia
Donnyerisan
Tang no.1 high school
W incarnation, UETA O. G incarnation.
New silk in February, new valley in May.
yédéyǎn Qin chung，wān quèxn tóu ròu。
Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.
wǒYuàn jūn wáng xn，HuàZuo guāng míng zhú。
I
Who wrote the ancient poem weeding? Please tell me what you know, thank you! There are two * * * poems in Compassion for Farmers, and weeding is one of them. This poem was written in the Tang Dynasty, and some people think it was written by Nie. The language of poetry is popular and simple, and the syllables are lively and catchy. It's not a boutique, but it's widely circulated and known to women and children.
Sympathy for farmers (I)
When mowing the grass at noon, sweat drips down the soil.
Who knows Chinese food,
Nie Zhongyi began to write poems at midnight. How to explain Nie Yi in the semi-Tang Dynasty in modern Chinese?
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Nie Pinyin, ancient poet, ancient poetry Pinyin.
Gu Shi
The third sound, the third sound.
Tianjia pinyin
Tian Jia
How to pronounce the pinyin of Tian's poems in Tang Dynasty? Tian Zhong is not a poem title, but the author of Nie Yong Tian Jia.
Yang Tiangang
Yongtianjia
Donnyerisan
Donniey
W incarnation, UETA O. G incarnation.
Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May.
yédéyǎn Qin chung，wān quèxn tóu ròu。
Cured the eye sore, but dug out my heart.
wǒYuàn jūn wáng xn，HuàZuo guāng míng zhú。
I hope the king's heart will turn into a candle.
bú zhàoqǐ luó yán，zhǐzhào táo wáng wán。
Not according to the banquet at the front, but according to the escape room.
Vernacular translation:
In February, the silkworm did not cocoon, and it became a matter of paying off debts early; May valley is immature and has been sold with great pain.
This is to dig out the good meat in my heart to repair the sore in front of me.
I hope the emperor's heart will turn into a bright candle.
Not according to the luxurious banquet, but according to the victim's empty house.
Appreciate:
Yong Tian Jia is Nie's masterpiece, and it is also an artistic masterpiece in poetry creation in the late Tang Dynasty. With vivid metaphors and sharp contrast, he angrily accused the peasants of the deep suffering caused by usury in the image of * * *, and expressed the poet's sympathy for the big peasants.
About the author:
Nie Zhongyi (837-884) was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Tan Zhi was born in Hedong (now Shaanxi) and Henan (now Luoyang, Henan). Born in poverty. Xian Tong was a scholar in the 12th year (87 1). After staying in Chang 'an for a long time, he was named Huayin County Commandant, and his career was quite proud. I don't know where to go. Most of his poems are five-character poems, which are rich in content, reflect the painful life of farmers, expose the extravagant style of rulers, and have simple and touching language. More than 30 poems are recorded in The Whole Tang Poetry.
The pinyin of ancient poetry field? W incarnation, UETA O. G incarnation.
Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May.
yédéyǎn Qin chung，wān quèxn tóu ròu。
Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart.
wǒYuàn jūn wáng xn，HuàZuo guāng míng zhú。
I hope the king's heart is a bright candle.
bú zhàoqǐ luó yán，zhǐzhào táo wáng wán。
Not according to the resumption of the front banquet, but according to the escape room.
In February, as soon as the silkworm came out, it sold a year's worth of new silk early. In May, the seedlings were still in the field and sold a new grain early. All you care about at the moment is curing the sore, and all you care about is gouging out the meat. I hope the king's heart can become a bright candle. Don't light up the rich family banquet, just look after the hut of the dead farmer who has no clothes and food.
Yong Tian Jia is the work of Nie, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. This is a poem that reflects the sufferings of people's livelihood. This poem consists of eight sentences and forty characters, which shows the serious exploitation suffered by farmers in the late Tang Dynasty. The vivid metaphor, high generalization and sharp contrast make this poem broader in capacity, vividly depict different class differences and set off the author's clear feelings of love and hate to the fullest. At the same time, it also fully shows the author's ability to control language and emotions.
Nie is a native of Hedong. His poetic language is simple, and his words are simple and sad. Many poems profoundly exposed the cruel exploitation of the people by the feudal ruling class and placed great feelings on the sufferings of farmers in Datian. His representative works are Yong Tian Jia and Tian Jia.
Is the author of Mohe, Nie or?
Two wind songs/two peasant songs
Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Author: Li Shen
If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn.
There is no waste of heaven and earth, and the toiling peasants are still starving to death.
Churidang
Tian Jia Shi Tang Nie Shi Tian Jia
Year:
Read the following Tang poem and then answer this question. Tian's father ploughed the fields and returned to his native land, while his son Yashan went to waste. The grain is not obvious in June, and the housekeeper has repaired the warehouse. The whole poem uses descriptive techniques, and a few words link the hard work of father and son with the construction of the government.
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