1, Wang Tengting's poems
Wang Teng Linjiang Zhu, Ming Luan went dancing; Draw a building facing Nanpu cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk;
The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for stars and move several degrees in autumn; Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill!
2, "Ma Ping Night Tour"
Looking at the earth for a hundred years, Wan Li Road is tiring. Find the way high and low, and listen to the sound of the spring.
3. Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu for his post.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Only the leaves of the stream can be separated, but the flowers of the mountain can't tell the names. Where is the heart, the wind is sharp and the ape is clear.
4. Midspring Suburb
East Garden weeping willow path, west weir falling flower Tianjin. Looking for March, the scenery is absolutely adjacent.
Birds fly to the village to wake up, fish play with educated youth. Chuqingshan's yard is noisy there.
5. Suburban Prosperity
Singing solo in the empty garden, spending spring at leisure. Eupatorium adenophorum invaded the diameter, and willow covered the long ditch.
Rain goes to flowers and wind goes to leaves. Mountain people do not hesitate to get drunk, fearing green and respecting the air.
Together with Yang Jiong and Lu, they are called "four outstanding figures in the early Tang Dynasty", among which they are the first.
2. What are the poems describing Wang Bo's heroic feelings? 1. Farewell to the post of the governor in Sichuan: across the Sanqin wall, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. 2, "Long Flow" Tang Dynasty: wang zheng had a cigarette and was resting.
The evening breeze is clear and the valley is near, and the new moon shines in Wan Cheng. The firewood in the suburbs sings back, and the golden fishing song returns.
I didn't meet the guests, and because of this, I eased my sadness. 3, "Spring Return to the Outskirts" Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo was idle, whispering and carrying a stick to Yanquan.
The grass is green for the new belt, and the elm is green for the old money. Fish beds invade the shore water, and birds travel into the mountains.
Going to the mansion again, flowers and trees are full of spring fields. 4, "Early Spring Wild Hope" Tang Dynasty: Wang Bojiang is in the spring tide, the mountains are long and the water is clear.
In a foreign land, flowers and willows are reflected in the pavilion. 5, "Lin Quan Du Yin" Tang Dynasty: Wang was rewarded, Hua Liu Feng Chun.
Don't get drunk when you meet, and find someone who looks down on you. Reference Ancient Poetry Network: http://so.gushiwen.org/search.aspx? Type = author & page = 4 & value =%E7%8E%8B%E5%8B%83.
3. What poems of Wang Bo express heroic feelings? Poems expressing heroic feelings are: 1, Teng Shi, Teng Ting Linjiang Bamboo, Pei Song and Dance; Draw a building facing Nanpu cloud, and the bead curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills at dusk; The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for stars and move several degrees in autumn; Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill! 2, "Night in Maping" is a hundred years of nostalgia, and it is thousands of miles tired.
Find the way high and low, and listen to the sound of the spring. 3. "Farewell to Du DuDu's post in Shu" Three Qin walls, separated by a layer of fog, merged the five rivers into one river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel. Only the leaves of the stream can be separated, but the flowers of the mountain can't tell the names.
Where is the heart, the wind is sharp and the ape is clear. 4, "Midspring Suburb" East Garden weeping willow path, west weir falling flower Tianjin.
Looking for March, the scenery is absolutely adjacent. Birds fly to the village to wake up, fish play with educated youth.
Chuqingshan's yard is noisy there. 5, "Suburb Xing" empty garden song, spring leisure.
Eupatorium adenophorum invaded the diameter, and willow covered the long ditch. Rain goes to flowers and wind goes to leaves.
Mountain people do not hesitate to get drunk, fearing green and respecting the air.
4. What are the poems describing Wang Bo's heroic feelings? 1 Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Shuzhong for his post?
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
2. Long Willow
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
In the morning, you smoke a cigarette, and in the evening, you rest in Yun Guan. The evening breeze is clear and the valley is near, and the new moon shines in Wan Cheng.
The firewood in the suburbs sings back, and the golden fishing song returns. I didn't meet the guests, and because of this, I eased my sadness.
3. Return to the suburbs in spring
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
Leisure and hey, take a staff member to Yanquan.
The grass is green for the new belt, and the elm is green for the old money.
Fish beds invade the shore water, and birds travel into the mountains.
Going to the mansion again, flowers and trees are full of spring fields.
4. Wild Hope in Early Spring
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
The spring tide is white, the mountains are long and the water is clear.
In a foreign land, flowers and willows are reflected in the pavilion.
5, "Lin Quan Du Yin"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo
Painting everywhere, flowers and willows meet in spring. Don't get drunk when you meet, and find someone who looks down on you.
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5. Wang Bo's heroic poem "Don't Xue Hua"
Send many different roads, and you can't care about it alone. On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.
Thoughts are wandering and life is short. No matter where you go or live, you are a dreamer.
Wang Bo, a sleepwalker.
Servant on the river, trace on the side. There is a pair of spirits in the middle of the night.
I climbed to the first place, but I crept back. Electric strategy drives the dragon lantern, and the smoke path is embarrassing.
Take the moon to wear a gold medal, even the stars will solve Joan Pei. It is easy to go back to Russia, but it is difficult to swim again.
Loneliness and reverie, qi zhou is a relic. Vulgarity is not my hometown, why not let the dust fly?
"Huaixian" Wang Bo
Hecen has a strange way, and Linzhou is rich in immortals. Ziquan Shuzhu Liquid, Xuanyan Liedanpa.
I've always wanted to put on a dust net and climb on the cloud car. Love is extremely lonely, and the phoenix is tired.
This road is close to Peng Ying, which means it is only a bright spot in the market. Sitting idly and gloomily is empty on the river.
Wang Bo, "Yongfeng"
Su Su is cool and beautiful, and my forest is clean. Drive away smoke and find a stream of households, and roll the fog out of the mountain.
There are no traces of the past and the future, and interests are like love. The sunset is quiet, and the sound is loose for you.
Teng Wang Ge Wang Bo
Wang Teng Linjiang Pearl, Ming Luan continues to sing and dance. Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,
At dusk, the bead curtain rolled up the rain in the western hills. The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill.
Wang Bo's "Seeing the Immortal from the Inside"
The jade shelf is hidden, and the old traces of Jintan are lost. Take the flowers to Zixi, and step on Qingxi under the leaves.
The dew is still like milk, and the stone pulp is still like mud. Why climb a ladder when you can turn into wings?
Fourteen Poems by Li,
Wild people think of Mao Yu, while people in mountainous areas like bamboo forests. The piano is condescending, and the wind and moon are looking for it.
The path is suitable for grass, and the empty court never tires of flowers. Poetic life, fairy home I will be happy.
Bamboo scattered in three paths, flying flowers all around. Never in Yang Zi's house, no one from Shogen.
The wind feast tunes laurel trees and the moon diameter draws rattan cups. Straight into the garden, the study looks at dawn.
6. What are Wang Bo's poems that bid farewell to his friends with heroic feelings? 1. "Don't Xue Hua" Wang Bo in the Tang Dynasty
There are many difficult roads ahead, and only one person found his way in a hurry. On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.
Thoughts are wandering and life is short. Go or stay, it will be another person in the dream.
2. "Two Farewells to Qiu Jiang" Wang Bo in the Tang Dynasty
Other places are early autumn, and Jiangting Yue Ming brings rivers. I already feel that I have lost Sichuan, and I feel sorry for it. I saw Jin Shu hiding behind the boat.
Return to the boat and ride, facing each other in the south and north of the Yangtze River. Who said that waves are just a piece of water, and mountains and rivers are two townships?
3. Don Wang Bo's "Farewell to Deputy viceroy to Shu"
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
4. "Farewell" Wang Bo Tang Dynasty
The guest's heart hangs on the road, and the wanderer is tired of the river. Lotus is quiet, and the night window is cold.
Don't hate the sound of the piano, the scenery is in joy. It is better to feel that mountains and rivers are far away and it is difficult to travel far.
5. "A Long History of Autumn Farewell" Wang Bo Tang Dynasty
It's not a long journey, but it's a hundred years long. Wait for the sun in the west and change the beam in the north.
The wild color cage is cold and foggy, and the mountain light gathers dusk smoke. In the end, it was hard to serve, and Wilder died.
Introduction to Wang Bo:
Wang Bo (about 650-676), Zi An, Han nationality, was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Longmen, Gujiang County (now Hejin, Shanxi Province) was born in a Confucian family, and was called "four outstanding men in the early Tang Dynasty" with Yang Jiong, Lu and Luo. Wang Bo is the first of the four outstanding men.
Wang Bo was smart and studious since he was a child. According to Old Tang Book, he was able to write articles at the age of six, and he was known as a "child prodigy". At the age of nine, I read Yan Shigu's Notes on Hanshu and wrote ten volumes of Finger Defects to correct my mistakes. At the age of sixteen, he was appointed Saburo at the request of Su You Branch. He was kicked out of Pei Wang Fu for "cockfighting". After that, Wang Bo spent three years traveling in Bashu mountains and rivers and wrote a lot of poems. After returning to Chang 'an, he asked Zhou Guo to join the army. When he joined the army, he was demoted twice for killing government slaves privately. In August of the third year of Shang Yuan (676), he returned from visiting relatives across the sea and died of drowning. In the poetic genre, he is good at five laws and five sentences. His representative works include Farewell to Du DuDu's appointment in Shu. His main literary achievement is parallel prose, which is abundant and of good quality. His representative works include Preface to Wang Tengting and so on.
Major achievements:
Wang Bo's ideological personality combines many cultural factors such as Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. He directly inherited the Confucianism of his grandfather Wang Tong, advocated benevolent governance, longed for fame, and hoped to help the world. Although he has experienced ups and downs in the sea of officials, it is still difficult to give up when and how to help the world. From the perspective of personality spirit, Wang Bo is a Confucian madman at first. He is ambitious and enterprising. Brilliant, brilliant literary talent; But at the same time, it is lax and lacks strategy. Secondly, he is a proud man, with a proud figure, and he looks down on the world and the secular world. Wang Bochong believes in Buddhism and believes that Buddhism contains profound philosophy and plays a huge role in society.
Wang Bo's poems directly inherited the spirit of respecting Confucianism in Zhenguan period, and injected a new flavor of the times, which was magnificent, beautiful and generous. Specifically, farewell poems are magnificent, such as "Farewell to Deputy Magistrate Du in Shu", which expresses the feelings of parting, comforting with "However, China has our friendship and the sky is our neighbor", and the artistic conception is open, sweeping away the deep breath of farewell and injury; Or beautiful and quiet, vaguely misty, such as "Jiang Ting jathyapple Farewell", and the second song is "Smoke Cages Build a Blue Sky and Fly to the South". Silent and secluded from the pavilion, Jiangshan is cold tonight ",which depicts a beautiful moonlit map by the river, and the picture is beautiful and fascinating; "Or focus on expressing the sadness in their life experiences, such as Farewell to Xue Hua. The whole poem does not express the feeling of parting, but always expresses the sadness and pain of one's life experience everywhere. The image of "smoke" appears very frequently in Wang Bo's farewell poems, which is an external manifestation of Wang Bo's confusion and confusion about his future and destiny. For example, in A History of Farewell to the King in Autumn, the wild color is cold and foggy, the mountains are hazy in the thick autumn fog, the distant peaks gather in the heavy dusk, and the Shan Ye color is dreamy in the cold and foggy dusk. Acacia poems express the feelings of staying abroad thousands of miles away: missing hometown, missing relatives and friends, hurting the feelings of spring, such as "embracing spring", and expressing deep homesickness through writing scenes. Landscape poems in gardens are vivid, refined, beautiful and full of vitality, such as "Suburb Xing". At the same time, a new attempt has been made in description and poetic development, and remarkable artistic effects have been achieved. Distant landscape poems not only fully show the magnificent scenery on the way to Sichuan, but also show deep sadness and profound connotation because of stagnation.
7. Poems reflecting heroic feelings are for reference only:
1 Laugh at the sky and go out. Are we Artemisia people? Li Bai's "Nanling children don't go to Beijing"
The river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages. Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The river is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. At the thought of kilograms, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked dashing. A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon. Su Shi's Niannujiao. Chibi nostalgia "
In those days, Jin Ge's iron horse swallowed Wan Li like a tiger, and Xin Qiji's Looking Back at the Ancient Pavilion in Koubei.
4 Chu Tian is thousands of miles away in clear autumn, and the water goes with the sky, and the autumn is endless. Looking at the distance, mourning for hatred, hairpin, sunset tower head, broken sound, falling in the south of the Yangtze River. When I saw Wu Gou, the railing was afraid of change, and no one would, so I boarded it. Don't say chop up the perch to cook delicious food. When the west wind blows it, I wonder if that one has come back? People like Xu Si who only buy land for themselves should be ashamed to see Liu Bei who is brilliant and complete in these two aspects. Unfortunately, time passes like running water. I'm really worried about the country's ups and downs. As Huan Wen said, the trees have grown so much! Red scarf and green sleeves, heroic tears, who can I change? Xin Qiji's Deng Jiankang Shangxin Pavilion
Jieshi looks at the sea in the east. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean. Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out. Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire. Cao Cao's ocean view
You are drunk, looking at the sword and dreaming of blowing the horn. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn. Horses run like Ma Delu, bows and arrows fly like thunder. He saved the king's world and gained fame before and after his death. Poor hair has become a white-haired man! Xin Qiji's Fu Zhuang Ci for Chen Tongfu
The old man talked about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left and holding pale on the right, wearing a gold hat and mink fur, and riding a thousand troops on a flat post. In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan. The wine is full and the box is still open. Why not put some cream on your temples? When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei? I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun. Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting"
That's all I can think of for the time being If I think of anything, I'll tell you.
8. What poems of Wang Bo express heroic feelings? Wang Bo, Suddenly Dreaming of Immortals.
Servant on the river, trace on the side. There is a pair of spirits in the middle of the night.
I climbed to the first place, but I crept back. Electric strategy drives the dragon lantern, and the smoke path is embarrassing.
Take the moon to wear a gold medal, even the stars will solve Joan Pei. It is easy to go back to Russia, but it is difficult to swim again.
Loneliness and reverie, qi zhou is a relic. Vulgarity is not my hometown, why not let the dust fly?
"Huaixian" Wang Bo
Hecen has a strange way, and Linzhou is rich in immortals. Ziquan Shuzhu Liquid, Xuanyan Liedanpa.
I've always wanted to put on a dust net and climb on the cloud car. Love is extremely lonely, and the phoenix is tired.
This road is close to Peng Ying, which means it is only a bright spot in the market. Sitting idly and gloomily is empty on the river.
Wang Bo, "Yongfeng"
Su Su is cool and beautiful, and my forest is clean. Drive away smoke and find a stream of households, and roll the fog out of the mountain.
There are no traces of the past and the future, and interests are like love. The sunset is quiet, and the sound is loose for you.
Teng Wang Ge Wang Bo
Wang Teng Linjiang Pearl, Ming Luan continues to sing and dance. Draw a building facing Nanpu Cloud,
At dusk, the bead curtain rolled up the rain in the western hills. The shadow of the idle cloud pool is long, and things change for a few years.
Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill.
Wang Bo's "Seeing the Immortal from the Inside"
The jade shelf is hidden, and the old traces of Jintan are lost. Take the flowers to Zixi, and step on Qingxi under the leaves.
The dew is still like milk, and the stone pulp is still like mud. Why climb a ladder when you can turn into wings?
Fourteen Poems by Li,
Wild people think of Mao Yu, while people in mountainous areas like bamboo forests. The piano is condescending, and the wind and moon are looking for it.
The path is suitable for grass, and the empty court never tires of flowers. Poetic life, fairy home I will be happy.
Bamboo scattered in three paths, flying flowers around. Never in Yang Zi's house, no one from Shogen.
The wind feast tunes laurel trees and the moon diameter draws rattan cups. Straight into the garden, the study looks at dawn.
That should be all.