Since you use it as a handwritten newspaper, it should be easy to understand and easy to like. At the same time, because of your background in the first poetry writing period, you can write the peak of each poem in this period, and the appreciation of Tang poetry and the comparison of Song poetry are very good. Li Bai and Du Fu, poets and sages, enjoy works and masterpieces simply. Parting from sorrow, singing and expressing one's feelings.
Chunqiu temple folk custom
Zhang Ji's remittance is 20 An Xi.
Spring Tour Wang Wei sees the autumn wind in Luoyang City.
The drizzle, the breeze, the bird's voice and the willow tourists are drunk, the Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Qingming ancient poems
Flying flowers and laughing grass are fragrant with clothes. The smoke is fine and there is bamboo fragrance. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine, there is no reason to go out to the west.
There are few tourists in the green smoke waves, and there are not many green branches and red decorations. Pedestrians come and go and open the door to welcome guests. day of mourning
Far refers to the soul, near refers to the sigh. Overlooking the river bank opposite the poplar trees. (Tang) Du Mu
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
In early spring, "Parting with Xinjian at Furong Inn" Mo Mei Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
The snow scene is not over yet, and the snow remains unfinished, Wang Mian, Wang Changling.
The spring breeze brought Yan Sheng early. Spring cold can't stop Yan from returning. It's cold and rainy, and it's night in Wu, and it's clear and clear to see visitors off in Chugu Mountain. My home is next to a tree by Xiyan Lake, and I eat cold food on the road.
Willow shadows smile at the misty clouds, willow dances smile at the dawn, relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, there is a piece of ice in the jade pot, and the flowers bloom with faint ink marks. (Tang) Song Wenzhi
Then get drunk while smoking. And left a sound on the roof. Don't boast about the good color. I met cold food immediately, and it was late spring on the way.
Just keep it fresh and full of Kun. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
In summer, the Arctic cherishes the knowledge of the Lord, and South Australia is a courtier.
Gift for Wang Lun: The heartbroken part of my hometown, wicker is new day and night.
Sleeping in early summer (Yang Wanli) Li Bai
Li Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
Plum sour teeth, banana green sieve. Peach Blossom Lake is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's. 10. Li Jue's Peony Map (Tang Dynasty) Hanyi
Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. On the way to send Meng Haoran away from Yangzhou by the Yellow Crane Tower, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is east wind and willows.
Li Bai was speechless and barren after flowers. At dusk, candles were passed in the Han Palace, and light smoke was scattered into the Five Emperors Hall.
The old friend said that the Yellow Crane Tower, [1] fireworks will go down to Yangzhou in March. [2]
Sanqu Road (formerly) sails far away from the sky, and [3] only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. [4] How do you know there is no thunder outside? The door is that thing
(Tang)
When the plum blossoms are yellow, every day is a sunny day. Take a boat along the stream to the end of the stream, and then continue on the road. Including the chaos of the territory, the tiller loves the boat, the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came. Liu Yuxi tried to go to Wumen to see the county, and there were some new cigarettes in Qingming.
There are many weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique. An intolerable mouse is called a strong thief.
In the old society, Wang thanked Yan and flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Visiting (Song) Wang Yuqiao in early summer.
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Duck pond water is shallow and deep, and the weather is half sunny and half cloudy when plums are ripe. "Walking on the sand" soared in a rage, and the cold star fell. Yesterday, the neighbor asked for a new fire, and the window was separated from the desk lamp by a layer.
The East Garden is full of wine and the West Garden is drunk, and the loquat trees are golden. Ouyang Xiu
The waiting hall is full of plum blossoms, the bridges are thin with willows and the grass is warm and swaying. A hundred thousand righteous men accompany you from afar. Su Causeway's Qingming Festival is this thing.
Summer in the Mountain Pavilion (high-level) is getting farther and farther away from sorrow, and the distance is like spring water. (Song) Wu Weixin
My heart softened and my eyes were full of tears, and the height of the building was not close to the dangerous fence. Driving straight into Wan Li, the pear blossoms are brilliant, and the wanderer is out of the city in search of spring.
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond. At the end of the plain, there are spring mountains, and pedestrians are even outside the mountains. At dusk, all the willows are songbirds.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant. The bullet won the gold medal.
Cold food on the grave
(Song) Yang Wanli
Autumn painting Ming Lan Dong Qichang 8. The faint fragrance goes straight to the husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The green leaves of Mujiang are planted beside rocks, and they don't love the beautiful land on earth. The spring breeze stayed in the grass and the new building disappeared.
Bai Juyi's solitary roots are different from others. Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
The wine column is spread out under the window of the mountain, and Hanshan alone likes it.
A touch of the setting sun spread in the water, and the paper was fragrant. Work in the suburbs
Overwhelming invincible place, (Song) Cheng Hao.
Half the river rustles and half the river is red. Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
Tang, cold ling smells like nine thousand miles in the pavilion. Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;
Cherish the third night of September, don't don't drink, lest the wind turn red;
Leaning alone in the dense bamboo forest, the weather is clear and cloudless, so you might as well travel far and forget to return.
Dewdrops are like pearls, and the moon is like a bow. I played the lute and hummed.
Xia Guang's voice was so low that no one could hear him. He shone through Wan Ren Mountain and "sent Chen Xiucai back to the grave of Shashang Province".
Besides my comrade-in-arms Mingyue, there is also a mountain climbing trip. (Ming) Gao Qi
Du Mu Festival has been celebrated for thousands of years. All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
Far away, the stone path of Hanshan Mountain is oblique, and pear flowers have been eaten cold by wind and rain. How many descendants came to visit the grave?
People see white clouds floating in every household, and they are born to like to fight against the heavy snow in three winters.
I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.
The frosty leaves are red, and the flowers are in February. Seeing the snow peaks in Zhongnan, Tang Zuyong reported the spring, and everyone welcomed it.
"Qingjiang leads Qingming Day Tour"
Watching how Zhongnanshan soars in autumn in Chang 'an, 9. Shuying (Ming) Wang Pan
Du Mu crossed the clouds with his white top cover. Where is the non-smoking section in the west building? Green fields and sunny roads.
Outside the frost tree, open the warm sky at the snow line, where can we find the wonderful flowers in the world? Ma Si hissed through the willows, and people laughed on the swings.
There is not a spark in the mirror. And the towns in the valley are getting colder and colder. Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.
Autumn scenery in Nanshan, a cut of cold plum makes the world go round.
The momentum is high.
Xianke wants to become secular in this matter,
Du Mu Autumn Night Chrysanthemum Tang Yuanzhen on the mountain holiday thinking of my brothers in shandong [Wang Wei]
Red candle Qiu Guang painted a cold screen, and the farmer sighed, thinking about his mother.
A small fan flapping at fireflies in autumn, like a Taoist priest, is a stranger alone in a foreign land.
The night in the daytime order is as cool as water, and it tends to be around the fence more and more.
Lying and watching morning glory Vega doesn't prefer chrysanthemums in flowers, but always misses her loved ones on holidays.
This flower is even more flowerless For thousands of years, storms,
Dong Yao knew where his brother had climbed,
Show your heart to China alone.
The quatrains-Du Fu put dogwood all over the floor, and no one was there.
Two orioles singing green willows and painting Zheng Banqiao, Lan Qing, who said there was no spring scenery in three winters?
A line of white dew rose to the sky.
The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, bluegrass has gone, and the iceberg is high in Wan Li.
Mambo Wu Dong Wan Li Ship. The mountains are meaningful. Yuanri [Wang Anshi]
Loyalty and self-embrace,
Jiang Xue-What happened to Liu Zongyuan? Except for the one-year-old in firecrackers,
There are no birds in the mountains,
A thousand roads without footprints. The spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.
A boat, a bamboo cloak, Xiaomei pine cloth in the mountain garden.
An old man was fishing in the cold river snow. Thousands of families are dying,
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful.
Plum blossom-Wang Anshi's thin shadow is shallow and fragrant at dusk. Always trade new peaches for old ones.
There are a few plums in the corner, and the frost bird wants to see them first, and the pink butterfly is like a soul.
Ling cold drives alone. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden urn.
Even from a distance, they can't be mistaken for snow.
Come to the mountains and rivers for fragrance.
Jiang Xue, the owner of Furong Mountain, has a stroke every time it snows.
Liu Zongyuan 1. But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
At dusk, thousands of birds fly away in the distant mountains. The wind is blowing and the general is hunting the acropolis. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
The weather is cold and the house is poor. A thousand roads without footprints. The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
When Chai Men hears a dog barking, he is in danger. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
Snowstorm returns at night. An old man was fishing in the cold river. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")
6. sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Places of interest. Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. ("Farewell Du to Shu Guan")
8. I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. (Su Shi: "Water tune song? When did the moon begin to appear? )
Climb Yueyang Tower 9. It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. (Li Shangyin: "Untitled")
Du fu 10. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.
The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water. Snow in poetry
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat. 1. (Wang Wei: Hunting)
The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing. 2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
Shuxiang 3. That's not snow in the distance, because it has a faint fragrance. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)
Du fu 4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")
Where is the temple of the famous prime minister? It is in a deep pine forest near the Silk City. 5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Master of Furong Mountain in Every Snow")
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. 6. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")
The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations. 7. I will cross the Yellow River, but the ice will suffocate and the ferry will climb the snowy Taihang Mountain. (Li Bai: "Difficult to Go")
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. 8. Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing snow. (Gao Shi: "Don't be big")
9. The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and it is at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating. (Du Fu: "Jueju")
Du fu 10. The north wind rolled up the white grass and scattered them, and the snow in August crossed the Tatar sky. (Cen Can: "Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Song of Wu Going Home")
Lonely in the dust in the northeast, wandering between heaven and earth in the southwest.
Wandering in the towers and terraces of the Three Gorges, Wuxi Clothes Yunshan.
The barbarian who finally serves the ruler is unreliable, and the wandering poet laments that the times have no chance to come back.
Yu Xin's life is the most miserable, and his poems in his later years caused a sensation in the north and south of the country. The Moon in Poetry
1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosted already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. (Li Bai: "Silent Night Thinking")
How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! 2. (Meng Haoran: Sleeping at Jiande River)
Du fu 3. Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream. (Wang Wei: "Autumn in a Mountain Residence")
Zhuge's prestige transcends the earth, and the ministers send elephants to be lofty. 4. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are flying high, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
In order to plan the strategy of the world, generations seem to be Luan Feng's Luan Feng. 5. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
Yi Yin and Lv Shang are neck and neck, and their command of military operations is calm, which makes Xiao He Cao Can far behind. 6. I don't know the month when I am an hour, which is called Bai Yupan. (Li Bai: Gulangyu)
The succession of the Han dynasty was due to luck. Although Zhuge Liang was difficult to revive, he was determined and devoted himself to the busy military. 7. It's so light that no one can hear it except my partner, Mingyue. (Wang Wei: Bamboo House)
8. The moon surprises the birds, and the sound enters the spring stream. (Wang Wei: "Bird Song Stream")
9. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. (Su Shi: "Water tune song? When did the moon begin to appear? )
10. The moon was closed in Qin and the Long March people did not return. (Wang Changling: "Out of the Plug")
Flowers in poetry
1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu:
9. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. (Zhang: "Yu Gezi")
10. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. (Du Mu: "Qingming")