What poem did Su Mu write?
Water bag dance
Author: Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
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There are many white clouds in the blue sky, and golden leaves cover the earth. Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers. The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun. Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream. The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.
To annotate ...
1. Soul of hometown: gloomy, depressed and miserable; Homesickness refers to the pain of homesickness, which makes people sad and ecstatic. Secret love, using Jiang Yan's Beppu, "Those who are ecstatic don't do it."
2. The idea of chasing travel: chasing and chasing. Thinking about traveling, worrying about traveling.
Every night unless, that is, the inversion of "every night unless" Unless you sleep well every night. Here is the pause of the beat.
White clouds and yellow leaves are everywhere. Autumn scenery is reflected on the blue waves on the river, and the water waves are glowing with cold smoke and green. The distant mountains are bathed in sunset, and the sky is connected with rivers. The grass on the shore seems heartless, beyond the setting sun.
Sad souls in different places, chasing the sadness of living in different places, can only make people unable to sleep every night, unless it is a dream. The bright moon shines on tall buildings, so don't lean on it alone. Picked up the wine to wash the sorrow, but turned into acacia tears.
2. Su Mu Gai's famous poems
Nostalgia of Su Muzhe-Fan Zhongyan-Song
? Liao Chenxiang, Su Mu-Zhou Bangyan-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu Gaicao-Mei Yao Chen-Song
? Su Mu-Shi Zuoyao-Song Dynasty
? Su Muzhe-Fang Li Qian-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu-Du Anshi-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu-Zhou Zizhi-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu-Zhu Dunru-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu-Lv Yan-Tang Dynasty
? Su Mu sends spring-Gao E-Qing Dynasty
? Su Mu-Chao Li Duan-Song.
? Su Muzhe-Yang Zemin-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu-Wang Zhi-Song Dynasty
? Su Mu-Mr. Song-Song
? Su Mu-Zhang Jixian-Song Dynasty
? Su Muzhe-Wang Wan-Song
? Su Mu Man-Ma-Song
3. About the poem "Su Mu"
Su Mu Zhou Bangyan (Song)
Burn agarwood to relieve summer heat. Birds call clear, intrude into the eaves. The leaves of Chuyang withered all night, and the water was clear, and the wind and lotus were one by one.
My hometown is far away. When will I go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. May the fishermen remember each other. Boat, dream into furongpu.
Precautions:
1, Zhou Bangyan (1057-11): Zi Meicheng was born in Qiantang (now Hangzhou, Zhejiang). Song Huizong is good at understanding melody and lyrics, and is the promotion officer of Sheng Da Yuefu, further improving the lyrics system. His poems are rich, delicate and unique. They are known as "the crown of poets" and "the old man in ci", but their contents are obviously insufficient, and most of them are works full of thoughts and feelings.
2, agarwood: Hey, burn. Aquilaria sinensis, a valuable spice, is named after it sinks in water. Also known as "submerged" and "submerged".
3. summer heat: summer heat and dampness. It's wet and damp.
4. Hu Qing: Hu Qing. As the old saying goes, birds can occupy sunny and rainy days.
5, the invasion of dawn: when it is almost dawn. Invasion, approaching.
6. Night rain: Night rain.
7. Qingyuan: Qingyuan.
8. lift: lift.
9. Wumen: Now Suzhou, Jiangsu.
10, Chang 'an: refers to Bianjing, the capital of the Northern Song Dynasty.
1 1, brigade: guest house.
12, Ba: paddling.
13, hibiscus shop: the water side with lotus flowers. Lotus, also known as "lotus", is another name for lotus. Pus, inlets and rivers.
Appreciate:
The word from the lotus in front of me to the lotus in my hometown. The wanderer's deep homesickness tells the story of lotus flowers, and his conception is particularly ingenious and unique. This word is divided into two parts. The first part mainly depicts the posture of lotus flowers, and the next part is the dream of lotus flowers and returning home.
"LiaoShenXiang, summer. What is written here is a summer morning, when the poet lit agarwood to dispel the humid and sultry summer heat. Birds are cheering outside the window to celebrate the sunny weather. In the poet's eyes, birds seem to have the same joys and sorrows as people, and they also "shout" and "peek" like naughty children. These descriptions seem to be casual, but in fact the author is paving the way for the following description of the beauty of lotus flowers. " The leaves are dry and rainy, and the water surface is clear and round, piece by piece. Wang Guowei, a master of Chinese studies, commented: "This can really win the spirit of lotus." "Let's not talk about divinity, but the words are mellow enough to be passed down through the ages. As for Li Shen or verve, it is something that can only be understood, but cannot be expressed. We might as well translate these three sentences into vernacular Chinese: "The morning sun fell on the lotus leaves, and the rain beads accumulated on the leaves last night quickly slipped away." On the clear water, pink lotus flowers tremble gently in the spring breeze, and one by one, they open the glittering green cover. From a distance, it seems that a group of Jiangnan women in red and green skirts are dancing! "The reason why the poet saw the lotus flower was that it was so vivid, exquisite and lovely, because his hometown Jiangnan was full of hibiscus.
"Hometown, when to go? I live in Wumen and have been traveling in Chang 'an for a long time. "Lotus has ignited the poet's homesickness. At the beginning of the next movie, he asks himself when he can return to his hometown, beautiful Wumen, where Su Xiaoxiao lives. The word "old" reflects the author's boredom with wandering life, especially his official life. In other works, the poet has repeatedly called himself "a tired guest in Beijing", which shows that he has long been misnamed and his soul belongs to his hometown. " May fishing lang nostalgia. Boat, dream into furongpu. "At the end of the three sentences, the poet drifted to the south of the Yangtze River in May, and the familiar Yu Lang rocked the boat on the river and shuttled between layers of lotus leaves ... At this time, the poet couldn't help shouting: Fishing brother, remember me? I'm Micheng! Love turns into infatuation, and the poet ends up daydreaming, leaving people with infinite feelings and reverie.
This word is about the homesickness complex of wanderers. People who write about scenery, feelings and dreams are all natural and have a variety of customs, so they don't need to be carved. The pain of homesickness is hidden under the clear lotus leaf, forgotten in the south of the Yangtze River in May and on the canoe in Yu Lang ... Zhou Bangyan: a writer with great achievements in the literary history of the Song Dynasty, his works have always been regarded as "authentic" among graceful and restrained poets. This poem was written by an author who lives in the capital of song dynasty.
I hope this helps.
4. Describe a hazy poem
1, but before she started walking towards us, we shouted a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. -Don Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip
It was a long time before she came out slowly, holding the pipa in her arms and covering her face half.
2. It's cold and windy, and Xiaomei is snowy and apricot red. Late at night, the oblique swing rope hangs quietly, misty and rainy, and the prospect of the pavilion is blurred. -Late night/cold food night Han Lie in Tang Dynasty
The light cold that cuts the skin stings the wind, plum blossoms are like snow, and apricot blossoms are red. In the middle of the night, the swing rope on the diagonal hangs quietly, and the pavilion is faintly visible in the misty rain.
3, Nishinomiya night is quiet and fragrant, and I want to roll the bead curtain for a long time. Obliquely holding the clouds and seeing the moon, the hazy trees are hidden in the sun. -Wang Changling's "West Palace Spring Complaint" in the Tang Dynasty
The night in the West Palace is very quiet, only the flowers in full bloom in the palace courtyard quietly exude fragrance. The beauty who lives in the palace originally wanted to roll up the curtain made of beads and go out to enjoy the flowers.
However, I gave up because I didn't want to appreciate it. I have to stay in an empty boudoir with endless resentment. Harp looks at the moon, and many trees hide Zhaoyang Palace.
4, smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. -Du Mu's "Bo Qinhuai" in Tang Dynasty
Haze pervades the vast Han River, and the moon shines on the white sand house. In the evening, I parked my boat by Qinhuai River, near the restaurant.
5, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. -Su Shi's Two Poems on Drinking Rain on Lake Chuqing in the Song Dynasty.
In the bright sunshine, the water in the West Lake is sparkling and beautiful. On rainy days, under the cover of rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are foggy, and if there is anything, it is wonderful.
5. sunset poems
sunset
Year: Song Author: Lin Yongzhong
The sunset glow sets off Zhurong Peak, and Heng Yue is brilliant and red.
I am willing to learn from Lingyang, and I am willing to ride the morning wind.
Sunset on the lake
Year: Song Author: Sheng Lie
Jiao Ren wove five colors, but Feng Yi dared not dig deep.
I ran to Candle dragon's home and was comfortable for a long time.
The light is colorful and the glass is soaked in amber.
When the wind switch is turned off, the source state is quickly switched on and off at will.
Write millions of poems and encourage them with Jianghu poets.
The sunset glow of the second master's book
Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli
If you are ill, why don't you worry? If you watch the frost, you will watch the sunset at night.
It's only three winter months, and the West Lake takes ten miles.
Scenery and poetry are still struggling, and it is difficult to hide clouds like water.
However, I was so drunk that I leaned half way like a crow.
Sunglow and Harmony in Yuan Dynasty
Year: Song Author: Zhang Wei
Come early to cover the sky with snow, and enjoy the sunny days at night.
You can know what happened in the Ming Dynasty. A bright moon was fast and windy.
6. Self-deprecating poems
What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
In autumn, the south is empty and desolate, the river flows with the sky, and autumn is even more boundless. Seeing the mountains in the distance will only cause me sadness and resentment at the end of the country. These mountains are like a hairpin and a spiral coil on a woman's head. On the roof of the building at sunset, in the sound of a broken rainbow, a wanderer in the south of the Yangtze River saw Wu Gou, and the railing was photographed all over, but no one came to board the ship.
Shui Longyin-Xin Qiji
Zuo Qiu's self-deprecating poems
The most frustrating thing is that the front-line people in Zuo Qiu have collapsed.
Love the world of mortals, a book is a lifetime.
The gods only feel sad, and you and I are the people who are destined to be.
7. Poems about umbrellas
Six umbrellas
Author: Yu Guangzhong
Forgetting umbrella
Negative image of sunflower
Black sunflower on the back
Witness the forgetting of mankind.
Bloom in the rain
Withered in the rain
One by one has been forgotten.
I don't remember anything.
Outside someone's door
Life is like a mystery.
Who the hell is it?
Master who never looks back
Music umbrella
Cut a small black cloud to resist
There are a thousand clouds on the top.
Umbrella, who invented it with an epiphany?
That kind of pure geometric beauty
Connect with straight lines and curves.
The ends of the shallow arc protrude from the eaves.
Rain dripped from twelve eaves.
A string of intermittent flying bells.
That's what you're holding.
Natural musical instrument
Mrs lane's improvised fingers.
Knock on and off.
-How brave it is when it's heavy
How chic it is when the sky is light.
Memory umbrella
The rainy days are long and the gray clouds are thick.
Only 36 umbrella ribs were collected.
I put it in my memory.
I wonder what's behind that door
As long as I can
Find the one when I was a child
You can spread April Day in Sichuan.
Spring rain dripped from the umbrella.
Frogs came from the rice fields.
Rhododendron from distant mountains
With a chilly wet feeling.
Come around the umbrella handle.
Oh, the rain is so fresh.
Family umbrella
The most unforgettable thing is Jiangnan.
A thunderstorm when I was a child
Below is Changshui Town.
It is flashing with lightning.
Heavy thunder in harmony with heaven and earth.
Who is my cringing shoulder?
Holding a guard in one hand
Holding an oiled paper umbrella in one hand.
Bear the burden of wind and rain
There are as many rivers and lakes as there are oceans.
I spent most of my life.
Lightning has long been used to it.
It's just a typhoon night
But I miss the lonely grave of my distant mother.
What kind of wind and rain
It's my turn to deliver an umbrella.
But I can't see the oil-paper umbrella
Not to mention children.
Friendship umbrella
In the storm
A friend came to pick me up with an umbrella.
One hand grabbed my slip.
Holding a sturdy umbrella handle in one hand.
Lift it as a big shield.
Against the wild rain arrows
I found out later.
Against the wind, his clothes
Almost got soaked.
Oh, the so-called confidant
Is it not just an umbrella?
-Put it away on a sunny day
Rainy days are for you.
Suddenly open your heart
Umbrella alliance
If the night is blue rain.
Fortunately, I still have a lamp.
A delicate little umbrella.
Open a circle of soft atmosphere
No matter what it is made of.
Having a crimson atmosphere or an orange glow.
Would you like to make an umbrella with me?
Walk through the wet and cold rain with me
If you get wet in the rain at night
If death is black rain and sadness
If I stand in the rain
Waiting for you to greet me with an umbrella, waiting for you.