Li Baizhen is an elf of the Yellow River, and He Jingzhi also said it in his poem. This may be the true connotation of moving people with emotion and expressing feelings with words! Bai Juyi's "Yellow River White, Huang Yunqiu", in which many poets talked about this river. Take Du Fu as an example. There is a poem in his "Two Poems on the Yellow River" that says "the south bank of the Yellow River is my Shu, and I want to raise a family without millet". The Yellow River around Montenegro in Wan Li: "Li Bai changed his poems, and the water of the Yellow River came from his hands", and Liu Yuxi used "the sand in the Wan Li of the Yellow River with nine twists, and the waves swept away the wind from the sky".
The endless river culture shows the deep relationship between Li Bai and the Yellow River. In Li Bai's pen, he expressed the feeling of aiming high without talent. As for politics, the poet's emotional sustenance and the support of poetry essence, his melancholy seems to be integrated into the Yellow River, and the north wind, rain, snow and hate are hard to cut. That sentence expressed the resentment and helplessness of "those who died today will never come back". In Cezanne Qu, he also used the phrase "crossing the Yellow River, whipping horses and riding the Yellow River".
The Yellow River is also a poet's resurrection, describing the grievances of bonded laborers in the war. In Popular North, Li Bai said, "The Yellow River can hold soil." Actually, it has such a profound meaning, the fragrance of the Yellow River itself implies, and the momentum of Kong Ming is even more shocking. Wang Zhihuan said in Liangzhou Ci that "the Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and Wan Ren Mountain is an isolated city", and he also said that "exploring the tiger's den to the Mohe River, endowing Chinese sons and daughters with wisdom and civilization, and rushing east.
In addition to expressing feelings and things, Wang Wei's "The Fortress to the Supreme" is written about "the desert is lonely and the long river sets the yen", and its poetic art is immortal. The "Nine Songs of the Yellow River Around the Ground" describes the endless winding of the Yellow River, just as he said in "Difficult to Walk", "If you want to cross the Yellow River, block the Sichuan and climb the snow in Taihang Mountain", pedestrians are close to the river. Similarly, Liu wrote: "Third, Chun Xue returned to the Qing Mausoleum, and the poet deeply loved the Yellow River. "
Since ancient times, poets who have moved to different places like to borrow scenery to express their feelings, and there are many things to do to defeat the enemy without fighting. The river in the poem is endless, memorable, or emotional, or flows into a painting in Liaoyuan ... In short, the river in the poem often gives people unlimited leisure and sigh.
The Yellow River is considered as the mother river of China. It carries the Chinese civilization across history, and her civilization is profound.
2. Excerpt from an ancient poem praising things, Zhu Shi.
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Zheng Xie
Original text:
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight. (Perseverance: tenacity)
Liu Han, Linjiang County
Dynasty: Qing dynasty
Author: Nalan Xingde
Original text:
Where are the flying catkins? The layers of ice and snow are destroyed, and it is colder to sparse a tree. Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related.
The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan. It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently. The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows.
Yu Qian's Ode to Lime: A thousand hammers cut out a deep mountain, and if the fire burns idle. I'm not afraid of fractures. I want to leave my innocence in the world.
3. Seek an original poem about modern things (original)
Changliushui
Across your face
Shallow mud pool edge
That's your cheerful figure
Sadness says,
When optimistic drops of water
Fall into my blue river
He disappeared without a trace.
You say,
When my tears
Swallowed by the drops of my life,
You wouldn't understand. I will cry.
You are eager to travel.
In clear water
Wandering carefree.
Passing shrimp
Take your little hand
spring,summer,autumn and winter
happy
Is your witness.
4. Ask for a self-created eight-line lyric poem called "Grass".
A peaceful generation cannot grow grass.
The magic fog hides your face, and the thunder is about to be abolished.
The rain washed away the dust on the leaves, but the wind left and the flowers were still there.
The earth is virtuous, and the morning light drives away the filth
Listen to the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
There are big trees in front of the house, and the silver flowers are gone tonight.
Red leaves fluttering, cold flies singing grass frequently.
Chang 'e smiles in the sky and looks at people on earth.
I hope there will always be a full moon and the cold palace will be grounded.
snow
In front of the court, it is beautiful and silver-wrapped, as jade as a mirror.
The vast land is dyed a color, and the flowers of Gankun are floating.
What god spilled jade bottle water, bodhisattva Yun Xin hand.
Wash away the dirty world and the beautiful world and purify the diseases and disasters in the world.
5. chanting poems 1. Mao Zedong's "Yongmei"
Original text:
Spring leaves in the storm; With the snow, it came back. Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Translation:
Wind and rain send away spring, and flying snow welcomes spring. It's the season of icicles on the cliff again, but there are still beautiful flowers.
Good-looking but not robbing the beauty of spring, just reporting the news of spring. When the mountains and plains are full of flowers, plum blossoms laugh among the flowers.
Second, Tanghe Zhangzhi's "Liu Shang Ci/Liu Zhi"
Original text:
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Translation:
Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and drooping willows are fluttering gently like thousands of green ribbons.
I don't know who cut this thin willow leaf like magic scissors, and that is the spring breeze in February.
Third, the bamboo stone of Zheng Qing Banqiao.
Original text:
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Translation:
Bamboo clings to the green hills, and its roots are firmly rooted in the cracks in the rocks.
After countless hardships and blows, you are still strong, no matter whether the southeast wind blows in the hot summer or the northwest wind blows in the cold winter.
Four, Tang Li Shangyin's "Give Lotus"
Original text:
People in the world have different descriptions of flowers and leaves. They plant flowers in beautiful golden pots, but regardless of the flowers and leaves, they fall into the soil and become dust.
Only the lotus flower is matched with red flowers and green leaves. The lotus leaf has a roll of Shu, and the lotus flower has a bloom, which is so perfect and natural.
Lotus and lotus leaf shine on each other for a long time. When the lotus leaf falls, it withers. What a pity!
Translation:
People in the world have different attitudes towards flowers and leaves. Flowers are planted in copper pots, and flowers and leaves can only fall into the soil and turn into dust.
Only the lotus flower is a red green leaf, the lotus leaf is curled and relaxed, and the lotus flower opens and closes, which is so perfect and natural.
Lotus and lotus leaf have set each other off for a long time. It's really sad when the lotus leaves fall and wither.
Five, money "ode to lime"
Original text:
It can only be extracted from the deep mountains after being struck by thousands of hammers. It regards the burning of the burning fire as a very common thing.
I'm not afraid of fractures. I want to leave my innocence in the world.
Translation:
The stone mined from the deep mountains after thousands of chisels regards burning hot fire as a very common thing.
Even if it is smashed into pieces, it is not afraid, as long as the noble moral integrity stays in the world.