1. Poems about Luoyang
1. Where can I get the hometown book? Return to Yanluoyang. Wangwan of the Tang Dynasty "Under the Cibeigu Mountain"
2 The flowers in Luoyang are like brocade in March, and it takes a lot of effort to weave them. "Ying Shuo" by Liu Kezhuang of the Tang Dynasty
3 The autumn wind is seen in Luoyang City, and the writer is full of ideas. "Autumn Thoughts" by Zhang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
4 Relatives and friends in Luoyang are like asking each other, and a heart of ice is in a jade pot. "Farewell to Xin Jian at the Furong Tower" by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty
5 The scenery of the hanging forest is unique, and autumn is like spring in Luoyang. "Ambition" by Wang Ji of the Tang Dynasty
6 Flowers bloom and fall for twenty days, and everyone in the city is crazy Tang Bai Juyi
7 Peonies are the only true national beauty, and they move when they bloom. Beijing. Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
8 Luoyang ground vein flowers are the most suitable, and peonies are particularly rare in the world. Ouyang Xiu of the Tang Dynasty
9 When spring comes, the land strives for luxury, especially Luoyang gardens. Han Yu of Tang Dynasty
10 The fragrant carriage glanced at it and shocked the dust in Luoyang. "Two Poems on Li Hua" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
11 There is little idle land at the top of Beimang Mountain, filled with old tombs of Luoyang people. Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
12 The spring in Luoyang is beautiful, and the talented people in Luoyang are old in a foreign country. Wei Zhuang, Tang Dynasty
13. They fought for the big fur that was thousands of feet long, and built the city of Luoyang with the king. Bai Juyi
14 Jade Tower and Golden Tower go back lazily, and Luoyang is intoxicated by placing plum blossoms. Zhu Dunru
15. When singing during the day, you must indulge in alcohol. Youth is a good companion for returning home. That is to say, it passes through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then goes down to Xiangyang towards Luoyang. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
16 Luoyang has the most prosperous flowers in spring, with hundreds of thousands of houses in the shade of red and green. Sima Guang of the Song Dynasty
17. Who doesn’t love Luoyang flowers? They occupy the beautiful things in the city. Liu Hao of the Qing Dynasty
18. He was a guest of Luoyang flowers. Although the wild flowers are late, there is no need to complain! Tang Ouyang Xiu
19 The spring breeze blows the dream of hometown all night, and then the spring breeze comes to Luocheng. Wu Yuanheng of the Tang Dynasty
20 The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. Hearing "Breaking Willow" in this nocturne, who can't forget the love of hometown? Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
21 I have to see all the flowers in Luoyang before I can see the spring breeze. Ouyang Xiu of Tang Dynasty
22 The daughter of Luoyang lives opposite the door, and she is more than fifteen years old in appearance. Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
23 The willows in the Golden Valley Garden look like they are dancing in spring. It's such a beautiful scenery, walking up Luoyang Bridge alone. Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty
24 A visitor from the state of Zheng did not reach his home, and his journey to Luoyang was empty and he sighed. Li Qi of the Tang Dynasty
25 The farewell wind blows in Luoyang, and smoke rises from Longmen. Li He of the Tang Dynasty
26 Looking down at Luoyang River, Hu soldiers are walking in the vast distance. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
27 Farewell to Luoyang when the catkins fly, and stay in Sanxiang after the plum blossoms bloom. Tang Jia Zhi
28 Today I don’t want to miss Luoyang, I am so excited that I am sick in bed. Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
29 sent a message to the Luoyang envoy to convey the feelings of the frontier fortress. Cui Hao of the Tang Dynasty
I went to Luoyang in the 30th year. In what year will this meeting take place? Tang Chen Zi'ang
31 Bai Yu, who's husband, returns to the car and crosses Tianjin. Seeing the flowers on the east road alarmed the people of Luoyang. Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
32 There was a son of Luoyang in the Han Dynasty, a young man who knew right from wrong. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
33 The east and west of Luoyang City are separated by time. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow.
34 A famous worker in Luoyang saw him and sighed, making a pipa every moment. Tang Wu Jun
35 The water in the river flows eastward, and the daughter of Luoyang is named Mochou. Jin Xiao Yan
36 Since there is no evil government in Lang, Luoyang Society can only rest. Tang Xie Jue 2. The full text of ancient poems related to Luoyang
A playful reply to Yuan Zhen - Ouyang Xiu The spring breeze does not reach the end of the world, and flowers begin to appear in the mountain city in February. There are still oranges on the branches under the lingering snow, and the frozen thunder shocks the bamboo shoots. Sprouting. Hearing the returning geese at night increases my homesickness, and I feel the beauty of things as I enter the New Year. I was once a guest of Luoyang flowers. Although the wild fragrance is late, there is no need to complain. Jia Sheng-Wang Anshi Han has a son of Luoyang, and he knows right and wrong at a young age. The discussion is full of emotion and confidence. If the dead can do it, who will be able to do it? You have to cross the East China Sea, and your clothes will be stained with tears. Climb the Snow Tower in Yingzhou - Bai Juyi. Looking at the countryside from the Snow Tower, there are clusters of green mountains and vast expanse of water.
An envoy from the capital met at the ferry crossing and said that smoke and dust were approaching Luoyang. Looking at the Luo Bridge in the evening - Meng Jiao The ice has just formed under the Tianjin bridge, and there are no pedestrians on the road in Luoyang. The elms and willows are sparse, and the pavilions are idle. The moon is bright and the snow on Songshan Mountain can be seen. Dong Jiaorao - Song Zihou. Luoyang City East Road, beside the road with peaches and plums.
Flowers are opposite to each other, and leaves are corresponding to each other. The spring breeze blows from the northeast, and the flowers and leaves are hanging low.
I don’t know whose son is carrying a basket to pick mulberry trees. If you fold the branches with your delicate hands, the flowers will fall and float.
Please thank me, Shuzi. What does it mean to see damage? In the eighth and ninth months of high autumn, the white dew turns to frost. Will it drift down all year round, but how long will it last? In autumn, it falls, but in spring the moon regains its fragrance.
When the prime years pass, the joy and love will never be forgotten. I want to play this song, this song makes people sad.
Come back and drink fine wine, then go to the high hall with your harem in hand. Farewell to the Ying family - Cao Zhi. Walking up to Beimang Ban, looking at Luoyang Mountain in the distance.
How lonely is Luoyang? All the palaces are burned down. The walls are all broken, and the thorns are towering to the sky.
I don’t see the old elders, but I see the new young people. There is no way to move forward, and there is no land left in the desolate land.
A wanderer who has not returned home for a long time does not know any strangers. The middle and wild areas are so desolate and deserted for thousands of miles.
Thinking of me, I am so angry that I cannot speak. It is difficult to travel on the road - Bao Zhao, a famous craftsman in Luoyang, cast it into Jinbo Mountain.
Reply to Yuan Zhen in a play - Ouyang Xiu. The spring breeze does not reach the end of the world. In February, flowers begin to appear in the mountain city. There are still oranges on the branches under the lingering snow, and the bamboo shoots are about to sprout due to the freezing thunder. Hearing the returning geese at night increases his homesickness and makes him sick. Feelings about the splendor of things in the New Year. I was once a guest of Luoyang flowers. Although the wild fragrance is late, there is no need to complain. Jia Sheng-Wang Anshi Han has a son of Luoyang, and he knows right and wrong at a young age. What he talks about is full of emotion, and he is confident and willing to follow it. If the dead can do it, who can we do now? And return? You have to cross the East China Sea, and your clothes will be stained with tears. Climb the Snow Tower in Yingzhou - Bai Juyi. Looking at the countryside from the Snow Tower, there are clusters of green mountains and vast expanse of water. The envoy from the capital met at the ferry crossing and said that the smoke and dust were near Luoyang.
Looking at Luo Bridge in the evening - the ice has just begun to form under the Tianjin Bridge in Mengjiao, and there are no pedestrians on the road in Luoyang. The elms and willows are sparse and the pavilions are idle, and the moon shines directly into the snow of Songshan Mountain. Dong Jiaorao - Song Zihou, Luoyang City East Road, Peaches and plums grow beside the road. Flowers face each other, and leaves face each other.
The spring breeze blows from the northeast, and the flowers and leaves are hanging low. I don't know who's son is carrying a basket to pick mulberry trees.
If you break the branches with your delicate hands, the flowers will fall and float. Please thank me, Shuzi. Why do you see damage? In the eighth and ninth months of high autumn, the white dew turns to frost.
Will it fade all year round, but how long will it last? In autumn, it falls, but in spring the moon regains its fragrance. When the prime years pass, the joy and love will never be forgotten.
I want to play this song, but it makes me sad. Come back and drink fine wine, then go to the high hall with your harem under your arm.
Farewell to the Ying family - Cao Zhi. Walking up to Beimang Ban, looking at Luoyang Mountain in the distance. How lonely is Luoyang? All the palaces are burned down.
The walls are in ruins, and the thorns are towering to the sky. I don’t see the old elders, but I see the new young people.
A sidestep has no path, and the desolate land will no longer return to the field. The wanderer has not returned for a long time and does not know the strange places.
The middle and wild areas are so desolate and uninhabited. Thinking of me, I am so angry that I can't speak.
It is difficult to travel on the road - Bao Zhao, a famous craftsman in Luoyang, cast it into the Jinbo Mountain, with thousands of carvings and thousands of carvings, and the Qin maiden joining hands with the immortal is engraved on it. In order to express your pleasure at night, I arranged them in front of the bright candles in the curtains.
The red color of dragon scales is on the outside, and the purple smoke of musk fen is inside. Now the king's heart has changed once, and he will sigh for a hundred years.
Farewell Poems——Fan Yun The East and West of Luoyang City have been writing farewell for a long time. In the past, the snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow.
Traveling is Difficult - Wu Jun A tung tree on the water in Dongting has been hit by frost and trapped in the waves by the strong wind. In the past, my heart shone brightly in the daytime, but now I lie dead in the yellow sand.
A famous craftsman from Luoyang saw him and sighed, making a pipa every moment. The white jade guide learns from the bright moon, and the coral reflects the wind and flowers.
The emperor never forgets the reward, and he supports and grasps the seal of approval. Cover up, suppress, destroy and hide Zhang Nu's bullets, and diligently promote the bright light of Chu.
Year by year, month by month, I treat you as a gentleman, and I stay far away and stay in Weiyang night after night. Weiyang's picking girls abandoned their chimes and rushed to wipe the light-generating instrument first.
The box is made of dogwood and jade, and the dead branches of the past are remembered. If you don’t learn from the osmanthus in the south of Hengshan Mountain, it will still be unknown for thousands of years.
Song of Mochou - Xiao Yan The water in the river flows eastward, and the daughter of Luoyang is named Mochou. Don't worry, I can weave silk silk at the age of thirteen, and pick mulberries on the streets of the south at the age of fourteen.
She married into the Lu family at fifteen and gave birth to a son named Ahou at sixteen. The osmanthus in the Lu family orchid room is the beam, and there are tulips and styrax in the middle.
Twelve rows of gold hairpins on the head, five articles of silk shoes on the feet. The rotten coral mirror shines brightly, and the flat-headed slave carries the shoe box.
What do you hope for wealth in life? I hate marrying the king of my employer. Looking sadly at the setting sun - Xie Tiao There is so much noise in the sky, but the sun is still shining.
The setting sun remains clear, and I sit high under the east window. The cold locust trees are growing like bunches, and the autumn chrysanthemums are blooming.
May I ask when this happened? The cool breeze carries the cool horse. I am a guest who has returned home injured, and thinks again of those who have left home.
Love and happiness are not many, but the documents are rare. Since there is no evil government in Lang, we can rest in Luoyang Society.
When I met the Chang'an envoy, I sent it to Pei Shangshu - Mr. Jiang. It was rumored that Hepu Ye would fly as far as Luoyang. The wind in the north is still neighing, but the crown in the south will not return.
When I go to the clouds, I just send it off, and when I leave the piano, I play by myself. The autumn pods have lost their place, and the spring grass is still fragrant.
Taixi Guanshanyue, the clothes of a traveler. Crying Kong Kan——Bai Juyi Who in Luoyang will not die? He died and heard about Chang'an.
I am a person who knows how to drink, and I burst into tears when I heard it. Serving as an assistant to the Shandong Army is nothing but righteousness.
Coming westward, the road is as straight as a string. It's hard for everyone to do this.
People say that in the Ming Dynasty, they were placed at the end of the court. Or if you want to be in charge of admonishment, you will definitely tell me if you have something to say.
If you live in Xianfu, if there is evil, you will be killed. It's a pity that the two are not in harmony, and Wu Te is an idle official.
I can't even stand in front of the king for a day. His body was buried with everyone in Beimang Mountain.
The whole life is just inside the intestines, and the direct Qi returns to it. The sage lives for the people, and his life and death hang in the sky.
It is said that God does not love people, why should they be virtuous? It is said that Tianguo loves the people, why should he take away his years? In the vast universe, who holds such power? Willow branches - Bai Juyi There are four or five trees in front of Tao Ling's gate, and there are hundreds and thousands of them in Yafu camp. It's like the second month of the Eastern Capital, when the golden branches reflect the Luoyang Bridge.
Siwang Tower - Cao Ye Tower was located in the east of Luoyang and is now abandoned. During the Qin Dynasty, Jia Xu, a noble son, had a banquet with him every day.
Looking at the mountain behind you, you can see the shadow of the building, which should be in line with the mountain. The sun has already risen, but there are no roosters crowing in the city.
Infinite Yanzhao girl, playing the sheng and climbing up the golden ladder. The wind blows from the east of Luoyang, and the fragrance blows from the west of Luoyang.
The young master was drunk all night long and did not hear Zigui's cry. Farewell to friends on a spring night - Chen Zi'ang The silver candle spits out clear smoke, and the golden statue faces the beautiful feast.
When you leave the hall, you miss the piano and the harp, and you take other paths around the mountains and rivers. The bright moon hangs over the tall trees, and the long river has no dawn.
I will go to Luoyang for a long time, in what year will this meeting take place? Written by Cui Hao in Western Liaoning It's late in Yanjiao, and the lingering snow freezes in the border town.
In April, the green grass blooms, and Liaoyang spring water grows. The Hu people are herding horses, and the Han generals are recruiting troops.
The heavy sword is wet with dew, and the sand is empty and the golden drum sounds. All the cold clothes are gone, spring clothes are here.