Lyric Poetry 1 Diary A Contemporary Poet: Haizi
Sister, tonight's Delingha, the night is shrouded;
Sister, I only have Gobi tonight.
At the end of the grassland, my hands are empty, and I can't hold a tear when I am sad.
Sister, I am in Delingha tonight.
This is a desolate city in the rain.
Except for those who passed by and lived, Delingha ... Tonight,
This is the only, final, lyrical,
This is the only, last, grassland,
I return the stone to the stone, so that the victory of victory,
Tonight, highland barley only belongs to herself, and everything grows.
Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi, empty,
Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you.
2. Poem for Mother Modern: Bing Xin
Mom, I have long wanted to write a poem for you.
But I wrote it many times, but I still didn't write it well.
Mom, I wrote this poem for you.
I don't know how to start, I don't know how to end,
I don't know what to write, just like slapping you when I was a child.
I don't know whether to accept it bravely or choose to escape.
Mom, I thought of you again tonight.
I decided to write a poem for you, even if it is not well written.
Even if it is far from home, you will never read it.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,
Don't be surprised that he dreamed for no reason, which was folded by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes.
Wan Shui Qian Shan begged him to take her love and sorrow home.
Lyrics 2: When I came into this world, you tried to find a way.
Raised me with true love and hard work.
You have grown old and lost your youth.
I grew up day by day and had a wonderful time.
Years have carved mountains and rivers on your bright cheeks.
The wind and frost dyed your hair white and charming.
The ups and downs of life are mercilessly thrown at you.
After all these years, your waist is no longer straight.
Can I forget you sewing my clothes and socks under the oil lamp?
Can you forget the delicious fish and shrimp you cooked for me?
I can't forget you carrying a schoolbag to let me learn culture.
Can you forget that you work day and night to support your family?
Can you forget the tears you shed for me when you were sick?
Can I forget that you taught me how to be a man and how to work hard?
Mom, you are also a brave and tenacious flower.
You were beautiful when you were young.
It is to fight for the hardships of life.
Calluses and scars appear on the hands.
Even if I can fly all over the world, I am not afraid of the wind and rain.
I can't get rid of the burning concern in your eyes
Mother is the beacon of the love of my life.
Always light up the spring, summer, autumn and winter of my life.
Mother is a comfortable haven and a warm building.
Let me not be afraid of wandering potholes when sailing.
Mother is the sun and brilliant morning glow in my heart.
Attract me to explore the world up and down the road of life
Lyrics 3: the breeze and the bright moon
A bright moon crossed the sky.
Loneliness that spans a lifetime.
Qingfeng lake
Lotus leaves are endless.
Crawl on the warm ground at night.
Feel my presence.
Enjoy the company of the bright moon
Immerse yourself in a happy moment.
Enjoy the peace and comfort of this moment alone.
Have a drink alone.
Cheer up the wine
Talk to friends
sing to one's heart's content
Singing and dancing happily
Embrace each other and sleep
Hug each other and dance.
Waiting for the day when you appear.
Imagine a world with you.
Actually, it's really good
cool breeze and bright moon
With you
Fly with the dream of youth
Endless hatred and lingering wine.
A simple hand can resist a thousand words.
Tears disappear, only hope to cut off the year.
The new que has not been compiled, and there is endless tenderness. Give me a spotless old Bian Que.
A bottle of residual wine, forgot to glance at the west building.
I'm not drunk enough, only the company next to Sanshengshi.
The new wine is not brewed, and the bitterness is endless.
Give me back a glass of turbid wine to Mingyue.
Endless love, endless rewards.
A paper red fan covers the face, and a bridge of red medicine steps on the stone, which fades the flowers and makes the pain.
Let the water flow from the east and say goodbye.
Sauvignon Blanc-the drunken feeling of a thousand miles of bright moon
Memories of flowers and rain buckle strings, yesterday's west wind hurt last night.
I want to hide my feelings by picking up traces, but I am a little afraid of greed and imitating others.
If you want to talk, stop talking and cover your lips.
The wind rises and stops,
Forgot to untie the tape,
I'm alone.
Suddenly, the dreamer came again,
Heartbroken, don't leave tears, for fear of endless complaints!
Accompany in this life.
-Poetry without trace
There is a kind of love,
It's called the oath of eternal love,
Love until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble,
Still hard to remember, be elated;
There is a kind of love,
This is called being inseparable,
Love is hard to give up,
You are still close to me, staring at me;
There is a kind of love,
It's called caring for each other,
Forever love,
Still regard the customer as the respect, forever;
Dear,
Forgive my selfishness,
The warmth I gave you turned into luxury,
The temporary tenderness has become out of reach;
Yellowing notebook,
Carve a bright red oath,
In a word, not forever,
Later it became a wordless scepter;
I was drunk and wanted to vent,
I sank just to numb myself,
Because of a period of useless anxiety,
I have lost my years and will not bear the absurdity of future generations;
Forcing a smile is like an invisible sword.
It stung my soul deeply,
Your eyes betrayed your heart,
Thank you for turning your desire for love into forgiveness;
Tonight, it belongs to you and more to me.
Let me choose 1 1 stars for you.
String together the love of a lifetime,
There is * * * in this life, and I will share my love with you in detail.
Shuilongyin
Count the wine carefully, sigh the fleeting time, and often waste time.
Courtyard with wine on credit, full of flowers and bright moon, sentimental and wrong.
I hate it, and I am grateful now, but I failed at that time.
The total angle pillow inscribed poems, drunk red, wind and rain in a hurry.
Lyrics 4 dreams
Don't ask me why,
I can only laugh it off.
I used to be naive,
You can easily promise anyone.
Knowing that you can't give it to tomorrow,
And always give you vows.
It's ridiculous to think about it now,
I am so naive and insignificant.
We used to fantasize,
Everyone thinks that we will have a future.
That's why I am so persistent and persistent.
Don't be sad anymore,
I am not sad anymore.
What I missed was fate,
It's not your fault or mine.
When holding your hand, you and I are so serious, I believe there will be a perfect result.
When we turned to leave, neither you nor I shed a tear, but we were full of doubts.
Love is a magical power,
Can make people create incredible miracles.
Lovelorn also has a strange magic,
It makes people collapse instantly, but there is nothing they can do.
Young people, we should be full of energy.
Sunshine and self-confidence will definitely drive away all the haze.
Dear friends, please raise your hand.
Facing the rising sun in the east of Ran Ran,
Shout out our voices.
Let the whole world know our news,
Share the fruits of our victory.
Come on, friends.
Qi Xin, the victory must belong to you and me!
Lyrics 5 reside in autumn.
Follow the wind
Looking around for tidbits that left without saying goodbye.
I wish I could find something.
Erase emptiness
Drag the source of dreams
Looking forward to a return visit in March.
Let the fuzzy path understand
Every shallow footprint is clearly visible.
Through the dreary summer
Don't want to leave too much confusion.
Even chapped lips
Waiting for the long-awaited gentle rain
Stay in autumn
Soothe those tired thoughts
In the burning of maple leaves
Sow the hope of next spring.
autumn wind
The autumn wind blew the harvest music.
Sorghum hung low and fragrant rice overflowed.
The wind blew, and the branches were covered with jewels.
The fruit party just started.
The autumn wind blew the harvest music.
Autumn rain knocks the keys of the earth.
Sunny and foggy, rustling,
Accompany the banquet, wash away fatigue for farmers,
Let every gem become bright and beautiful.
Autumn rain knocks the keys of the earth.
Every note is dancing,
Every rhythm is singing,
Created a harvest movement.
Let this go.
Sing briskly.
Lyrics 6 1, night parking near Fengqiao
Tang zhangji
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship.
2, "Silent Night Thinking"
Tang Libai
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
3. Wang Yue
Don du fu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
4. "Untitled"
Tang Li Shangyin
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.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
5. Farewell Minister Shu Yun of Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Villa.
Tang Libai
Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind.
It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon.
But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
6. Night parking on Jiande River
Tang Meng Hao ran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
7. Ling
Song Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped.
All the accounts are in no mood, and the blue boat is ruined where I miss them.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it.
I miss thousands of miles of smoke and waves and sink into the sky at dusk.
Since ancient times, feelings of sadness and parting are even more worthy of being left out in the cold.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.
This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Customs are strange, who to talk to.
9. Boarding Guazhou
Wang Song Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
10, Water Regulation
Song sushi
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home by wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu.
It's too cold up there.
Dance to find the shadow, what is it like!
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone?
People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs.
This matter is ancient and difficult to complete.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
1 1, moonlight on the riverside
Don Zhang Xu Ruo
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
Going with the flow for thousands of miles, where is there no moonlight by the river?
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiangyue is only similar year after year;
I want to know who Jiang Yue treats. But see the Yangtze River send water.
The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
Last night, I did nothing in Tan Meng, but poor Chunban didn't show off.
In spring, the river flows away and the moon falls on the river.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I wonder how many people will return every month. The falling moon shook the trees by the river.
12 letter from Dongting Lake to Premier Zhang
Tang Meng Hao ran
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
13, an autumn night in the mountains
Don
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
14, autumn serenade
Don
At the beginning of the month, the moon rises, the autumn tea is thin, and the thin silk gown does not change clothes.
The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
15, midnight Qiu Ge
Tang Libai
There is moonlight in Chang 'an, and all the families in Yi Dao are there.
The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border.
When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
16 "Qiu Lai Denglan Mountain" Zhang
Tang Meng Hao ran
Facing the white Yun Qi Fu Feifei on the mountain ridge, I can enjoy myself as a hermit.
Now, when I climb this mountain to see you, my heart flies high with the geese.
Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn.
Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest.
The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon.
I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
17, autumn night
Don Dumu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
18, Mid-Autumn Moon
Tang Bai Juyi
Wan Li's beauty is incredible, adding sorrow, benefiting and hating to travel around the world.
Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court?
After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs.
According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing.
19, Su Curtain
Song Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves,
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, chasing the thoughts of travel,
Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep.
Mingyue Building rests on its own,
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
20. Fisherman's pride
Song Fan Zhongyan
Qiu Lai has different scenery,
Nobody cares about Hengyang goose.
The four sides are connected with each other.
Thousands of miles away, the long smoke closes.
A glass of turbid wine is Wan Li's home, but Ran Yan hasn't come home yet.
The pipe strength is covered with frost.
People don't sleep, and the general has white hair and tears.
Lyrics 7 autumn
White clouds are floating in the high sky.
Sheep are running on the vast grassland.
The field is full of harvest.
The harvest of growth is full of passion.
Walk through midsummer
The golden stubble is still shining.
Laughter and sweat.
Happiness is sprouting endlessly.
Bend down and pick up the white clouds in the cotton field
Hope of harvesting and sowing with sickle in spring
Ganyang decorative green space
Look up at the passing sun and moon.
Ye Er danced with the wind.
It saw the trap hidden in calmness.
Face it frankly, the end of prosperity.
The setting sun leaves all the light to the dawn.
This slender river is full of small waves.
Populus euphratica on the shore
Drift away the residual branches, leaving behind splendor.
The magnificence of opening your heart is moving.
Emptiness becomes rich.
Thin and fertile.
Add rich decoration to a single product.
The simplicity of coming to an end is not praised.
Bring a blank sheet of paper.
When you open your eyes, it is a colorful picture.
Press a note
You can hear endless long sounds.
Yi Hao Luo mi Bai
Point ancient songs in the autumn wind.
Welcome a travel-stained friend.
Rice wine has just been brewed into ethylene glycol.
The clouds are crowded with partners of the right hue.
Evolved grateful tears and busy sweat.
The branches were condensed by showers.
Night growth dew
Some dreams will come back to you.
Relatives in my hometown are always looking forward to it.
Tanabata Mid-Autumn Festival and beautiful season collection.
I can't get rid of my previous feelings when I think about it day and night.
How I want to immerse myself in a calm lake.
Sweet kisses and those clear reflections
How I want to jump into the dream intertwined with the sunset glow.
In illusion, nirvana is exchanged for happiness in the afterlife.
How I wish I could walk with that bird.
Soaring in the ideal space
I hope it is a white cloud in the sky.
Go back to your hometown and look down
Agate Elaeagnus angustifolia pulls you back to the past.
The Gobi desert shines with countless grains of sand.
Beishan cast a cool glance.
Turn a blind eye to loneliness.
Reed sticks out its head like a wolf's tail.
Everyone looked at the west wind coming.
Is warmth a flash in the pan?
I am very happy this afternoon.
There is a leisurely mist on the grass.
The sunshine left a dazzling brilliance on the top of the memorial tower.
A dandelion poked its head out of the grass.
It is listening to the hesitation of the evening breeze.
Standing on the Gobi Plateau
Hair drifted to sha he.
Mountains against the sun
I shouted at the top of my lungs, "Autumn is so beautiful!"