one
Grass is sprinkled in late autumn, and autumn wind makes people worry.
Feng Dan looked at the tall buildings in the distance like tearful eyes.
The mountains and clouds are boundless, and the rivers and waters are long.
One moonlit night, a passenger ship arrived in Yangzhou.
Secondly,
Wutai Mountain is full of clouds, and all the mountains are bald.
Wen Zhu gives nectar, and clear water flows everywhere.
Wild flowers follow the mountain road and butterflies follow the road.
Hong Fei went south to Japan and left Jiujiang ship.
third
Looking at Qian Shan from afar, the Five Old Peaks are the strangest.
The blue sky blooms hibiscus, and the spring breeze blows red branches.
On the day when the western hills set, the birds returned among the clouds.
The bright moon is as soft as water and makes people wet.
one
Small officials are not free, termite government building.
Silence is like grass, when will the spring breeze rest in peace?
Without Huangyan Island, what can southern Tibet expect?
Who is Rainbow Jia's daughter?
two
Stay away from the world of mortals for a long time and study in a cottage.
Clear the beautiful scenery of Xi Hong, cardamom in early February.
Narcissus is too beautiful, and Luo Shen is always inferior.
Fei Xia is reflected in front of the door, and Weaver skillfully combs her makeup.
three
Butterfly shadows are sparse in Lu 'an, and chrysanthemums live in broken houses.
When you come to enjoy the elegant posture, you can also play the piano freely.
After the snow, the night wind dispersed, and the lonely geese returned to the beginning.
In front of the fence tomorrow, sit alone and fish arowana.
four
The geese on the river bank first flew with the moon.
Bow your head and laugh all the way, holding an orchid in your hand.
The drizzle rewards the festival, and the jade pots fall.
Miss love flowers, tears stick to my skirt.
five
Butterflies go to collect herbs, and swallows fly around the beam.
Duckweed is covered with brocade curtains, and Yao Tao is dressed in red.
The stream moves the strings, and it rains pearls at dusk.
Moody stone bridge crossed, and the wanderer came back with a smile.
one
This dangerous temple rises from Zhu Jiang,
Huang Ying sings and dances with cranes.
The setting sun goes to Yunfei,
It rained instantly when the medicine was collected.
two
Xiaoxiang is full of water,
How many autumn days are there in Yueyang?
Where is concubine Yu now?
The Yangtze River flows in the blue sky.
three
Taihang top upstream
White clouds flow freely.
The Yellow River falls from the sky,
Emperor Taizong set out from Bingzhou.
four
After Dongli rain,
Butterfly's troubles.
Peach blossoms are exhausted in the deep courtyard.
Spring comes with water.
five
Flying boat xiaoxiang,
The wind embraces the Yellow Crane Tower.
Tortoise and snake lock the sunset,
The river is full of water.
Cheng Shili's Modern Poetry
Jiang Nanyu
I know, you didn't get my heart wet.
never give up
Huangshan, come with me.
West Lake, you follow me
Suzhou, you follow me
Guilin, you follow me
You are in a daze.
My eyes are blurred.
But it brightened my fantasy.
You are very gentle, very gentle.
Gentleness softens my senses.
Also gentle my drunkenness.
Handheld long pole
Your tears are dripping on the boat.
Take a walk along the alley.
Your feelings flow under the bridge.
You are as thin as silk.
You are as stupid as the spring breeze.
You dance with willow branches
You sing with the birds.
This town is quiet.
It's quieter with you.
The castle in the sky is empty.
With you, it is even more unreal.
You are a girl's dance skirt.
You are a weaver girl weaving clouds.
You spilled it on the old house.
You walked around the ancestral temple.
You dress up for the coffee shop.
You draw in the garden.
All right, I promise to take you home.
It is expected to snow.
It is expected to snow.
Piaopiaosa
Clear and cool
This is the look you threw at me.
It's your footsteps coming towards me.
It is expected to snow.
I like your delicate little hands.
Touch my face gently.
Like your cool tears
Silently sprinkled in my heart.
I open my hands.
Welcome your arrival.
Let the cold freeze at my fingertips
Lightweight, I'm May.
Bloom in your dance
Bloom in your memory.
And float away with you.
Disappear into the land without a trace.
I miss its incense.
Miss your weak dance.
Miss your gentle words
You said the stream was gentle.
Those are my tears all over the lake.
You said moonlight was romantic.
That's what I'm looking for all over the sky
Stay alone in an empty city
In the snow.
Miss Shi Renhe
Float gracefully
You laid a white carpet.
Accept my steps.
The wind brought sorrow to the pond.
Ripples are my footprints
Honey, just keep your indifference.
Don't be tempted by the sun.
You are my coast.
If you cry, your heart will break.
Dreams are always dashed.
I just want to keep the warmth in my dreams.
I also hope that you will keep this night quietly.
When the moonlight turns around
We will wither together again
Fade to the flowery spring.
Snow is falling, whose bookmark is it?
Hold out your hand.
Catch my thoughts everywhere
You are the person I care about most.
You are my white dream. Agreed.
Cultural Classification of Cheng Shili's Five Quasi-Ancient Poems
one
The dangerous temple rises from Zhu Jiang, and Oriole sings and dances. The sunset flies to the clouds, and it rains instantly when collecting herbs.
two
Xiaoxiang is full of water, and Yueyang spends several autumn. Where is concubine Yu now? The Yangtze River flows in the blue sky.
three
White clouds flow freely in the upper reaches of Taihang Peak. The Yellow River fell from the sky, and Taizong started in Bingzhou.
four
Butterfly is sad after Dongli's rain. Peach blossoms in the deep courtyard are exhausted, and spring affairs are flowing.
five
Flying boat is xiaoxiang, and the wind embraces the Yellow Crane Tower. Tortoise and snake lock the sunset, and the river is full.
The Cultural Classification of Lv Qi's Visit to Genghis Khan Mausoleum: Quasi-ancient Poetry
Seven Principles of Cheng Shili's Poetry
Visit Genghis Khan Mausoleum
Qingquan Dingling entered the ancient temple, and at dawn the mountain pass was full of locust trees. At the independence of the bamboo path on the pavilion, warblers sing, butterflies dance and roses are deep.
Genghis Khan's mausoleum is still there, and the return of Outer Mongolia is the aspiration of the people. At this time, thousands of troops were silent, and Erdos heard the bell.
Quail day
I wonder if drizzle flowers are worried about butterflies. The wanderer danced around the stump. People in the deep courtyard want to leave the moon, and spring apricots wither all night with tears in their eyes.
Time flies, after the fragrance period. The evening breeze does not know the spring return. There is a festival in the Milky Way in the sky, which leaves people with the glory to bid farewell to Liuxia.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Neons is full of Suidi Road. It is difficult to find Suzhou embroidery households. The weeping willows are gurgling at the door. The lights on the wall of the pink building are dim, and the lotus picking boat.
I am used to wandering in front of flowers. Don't blame the meeting for being late. When the moon leans against the building in the atrium. The wind blows the red leaves unbearable, sending acacia.
journey
On the banks of the Songxi River, the willow is thick and the moon is bright, and the shepherd's flute plays the residual red. In the shadow of Chinese rose flowers, orchids sleep in spring, and the fragrance gives birth to a small screen.
Say goodbye in a hurry, the sky is boundless, where to meet. Before yesterday's flowers, the bright moon was like wine, and I dreamed of gathering in Xiaoqiao East.
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