What are the most classic 300 Tang poems?

1. "Quequatrains"

Tang Dynasty - Du Fu

The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

Swallows fly when the mud melts, and mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.

Translation:

The mountains and rivers are bathed in the spring light, so beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants.

Swallows are busy building nests with wet mud in their mouths, and pairs of mandarin ducks are sleeping on the warm sand.

2. "Lu Chai"

Tang Dynasty - Wang Wei

No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but the sound of people's voices can be heard.

Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again.

Translation:

No one can be seen in the quiet valley, only the voice of the voice can be heard.

The shadow of the setting sun is reflected in the deep forest and shines on the moss in the dark place.

3. "Painting"

Tang Dynasty - Wang Wei

Looking at the mountains from afar, they are colorful, but hearing the water up close is silent.

Spring has gone, the flowers are still there, and the birds are not surprised when people come.

Translation:

You can see the green color of the mountains in the distance, but you can't hear the sound of running water nearby.

Spring has passed, but the flowers are still blooming and the birds on the branches are not afraid when people come closer.

4. "Spring Dawn"

Tang Dynasty - Meng Haoran

I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

Last night there was constant wind and rain. How many of the beautiful spring flowers were blown down?

5. "Grass"

Tang Dynasty - Bai Juyi

Li Liyuan grows grass, withering and growing every year.

The wildfire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again.

Translation:

The grass on the long plain is so lush. Every autumn and winter, the grass turns yellow and becomes thicker in spring.

The ruthless wildfires can only burn away the dry leaves, but the spring breeze blows the earth green again.