Li Bai's poem about grass 1. Li Bai's cursive poems
The grass bird in the tree bit Noda grass and strayed into the withered mulberry tree.
The ground is not so easy to be uprooted and rooted in the soil, and it will not die in spring. Although the vegetation is ruthless, because mutual dependence can still exist.
Why do leaves and leaves on the same tree have different fates? The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green branches.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. Spring breeze, you and I don't know each other. Why do I feel sad when it blows to Luo Zhang?
Fuling line bid farewell to Fuling pavilion, where the water is wide. There are no flowers in the ancient trees on the shore, but there are sad spring grass and lush tung trees on the shore.
I asked the Qin people for directions, and the cloud was an ancient road among Wang Shen. The winding path of the ancient road, Chang 'an City, and Ziyun in the Purple Palace rose to cover the red sun.
Just tonight when Song Jun heartbroken, although the oriole wan wan, sad heart, how can you bear to listen? The spring sun in Qiu Si is like yesterday, and the green trees sing orioles.
The grass grows at dusk and the cool wind blows. Under the autumn leaves, the moon is cold and the chickens are sad.
Sit and worry about the autumn fragrance, and the white dew will wither and bloom.
2. Ancient poems about grass
Grass's ancient poems:
First, the original work
Say goodbye to the ancient grass, say goodbye to the ancient grass.
(Tang) Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Second, the vernacular translation
The ancient grass bid farewell to vilen, covered with lush grass, withered and green every year.
Yuan's fire will not go out, but when it blows, it is full of vitality.
The fragrance of fragrant grass permeates the ancient road, and the city is desolate under the sunshine.
He also sent the wanderer on a long journey on the ancient road, and looked at the lush grassland, which was extremely sad.
Third, the creative background
"Farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass" was written in 788 AD (the third year of Zhenyuan in Tang Dezong), when the author was sixteen years old. This poem is an exam-oriented exercise. According to the rules of scientific research, the word "Fu" must be added to any limited poem topic at present, which is similar to chanting things.
Farewell to Cao Yuan in Fude Valley is a famous work by Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty.
Four. Brief introduction of the author
Bai Juyi (772 -846), a native of Xinzheng, Henan Province, was born in Taiyuan, Lotte, Xiangshan, and drunk. He was a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty and one of the three great poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen * * * advocated the new Yuefu movement, and together with Liu Yuxi, they called the world "Bai Yuan" and "Bai Liu".
Bai Juyi's poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms and simple and popular language, and are known as "the poet's magic" and "the king of poets". Official to Hanlin bachelor, Zuo Zanshan doctor. In 846 AD, Bai Juyi died in Luoyang and was buried in Xiangshan. Up to now, there are Bai's "Changqing Collection", and the representative works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Charcoal Man, Pipa Travel and so on.
There are cursive scripts in Li Bai's poems.
Lv Qi boarded the Phoenix Platform in Nanjing.
There used to be a phoenix on the phoenix platform, and the phoenix went to Taiwan, only Jiangdong returned. The path of Wu Palace was twisted and twisted by weeds.
Gold's clothes are ancient dust. The mountains are shrouded in clouds, such as blue sky, and the river is divided into two.
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
"Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. Finally, you want to go home,
Now when my heart is about to break. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
Melancholy Qiu Si
The spring sun is like yesterday, and the trees sing orioles.
The grass grows at dusk and the cool wind blows.
Under the autumn leaves, the moon is cold and the chickens are sad.
Sitting in sorrow and autumn fragrance, the Millennium withered and blossomed.
4. Poems about grass
Poetry about grass: the grass on the tree, Li Bai, a bird with the title of Noda grass, strayed into the dead mulberry.
The ground is not so easy to be uprooted and rooted in the soil, and it will not die in spring. Although the vegetation is ruthless, because mutual dependence can still exist.
Why do leaves and leaves on the same tree have different fates? Li Bai, who saw the Chinese Pulsatilla in the weeds, got drunk and went to the Tianjia wilderness to sing.
In the grass, there are Chinese Pulsatilla. Fold the mirror, and everything will decline with the temples.
Slightly fragrant like a slap in the face, I hate the east wind. Chang Xin Cao (a long letter to the palace, a song to express resentment) Cui Chang Xin Gong Cao is sad every year.
Therefore, the invasion of beads does not make jade step away. The Spring Grass Palace yearns for the invisible king of Liu Changqing, and the fragrant grass is the spring scenery of the old palace.
Or use the color of the skirt, green to show the Chu people. Provincial experimenters entered Liang Zhong Wudongheng Chuncao, where there was a piece of Lingcao and a stream beside it.
This is a mess of raspberry moss color, but it is still fragrant. It is called a far scholar, and it is held to serve the Ming king.
North Que Yan lives close, and Nanshan lives longer. Gold paste is wonderful, stone marrow is not good.
Touch a drop and you won't die. Weeding rhododendron is harmful to people, so why bother to repair it?
Its poison is very stinging, and its abundance is countless. Walking in front of the forest in the morning, the river color is still there.
How can I stay in the high autumn when the thorn pierces my eyes? When the frost is wet, it is difficult for the leaves to stay.
Lotus hoe is naive and still begging. Turn to the middle of the water, is it like a fishing boat?
Stubborn roots grow easily, and dare to make them higher. I feel more relaxed and quiet because of the wide obstacles.
You can't be embarrassed, and you can't believe in illness. The grass in the court is cold and blue at the beginning, and it comes into sight in spring.
Old leaves are raised low, and new leaves are heavy. You should go into battle lightly, and there will be repeated confessions when there is a banquet.
Look at the flowers with the order of the festival, and dare not be strong. Jiang Chuchun sent the judge Lu Huangfu Ranjiang and Hehe.
Miscellaneous weeds are constant, they want to live. Far away in the sky, leisurely, the rain is deep and the smoke is shallow.
Look embarrassed, worry increases, but the pace is slow and embarrassing. Li Pu Xi Xiang Bin, Si Fujun Xi sent beautiful women.
Chu Xiang Road, Xi, Wu Zhou District, far away from the isolated city, Yi Xi defends alone. When the new moon can separate the dew, the setting sun shines in the sky.
Ask what you want, it's too late to drown in the whirlwind. Tingzhou is full of grass, and Wang Sun is willing to read Home Returning Day.
Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with a cold current grass. Tourists can't get tired of seeing the grass beside Dongli Creek. Yu Fang is old in a secluded place and looks cold in a dark color.
Fortunately, I am very satisfied with my feelings and have not been rewarded with green. Chuncao rumor Gu Kuang Chuncao didn't understand the lines, so he took people to the east.
January and February are full of colors, and Wan Li is thousands of miles away. It was endowed with the grass of the royal garden. In the shady imperial garden, Yao grass has long sunshine.
Dysprosium contains smoke, and there is a faint sunset. The rain is denser and the wind is warm and fragrant.
Hold the edge of the staff and ride into the chapter. Wet smoke can't shake, and the fine shadow is messy.
If you are always afraid that it is too late, who can tell the difference? Caocao, caozhang.
Discount, look. Being born everywhere will make people old.
The golden palace is made of jade, and the ancient road is deserted. Qingqing is thousands of miles away. It's early spring.
Every time the north and the south leave, they pour things one by one. I am a mountain man, chatting with Wang.
Longchi Spring Grass Chen Yi Youth Guangfeng Garden, fine grass all over Longchi. Qu Zhu crossed the apple leaves and went back to the pond to provoke willow branches.
The wind blew and I tried to leave the shore. The ribbon golden dike is quiet, and the shade is connected with Yushu.
The sun is floating and the waves are moving unevenly. Whether it is farther than life, Fang Xin doesn't know.
Hu Ling's "xianggong" saw what the new orchid was, and ordered Liu Yuxi to be the grass in front of the national court and move it to Xunzi in Hanshui. Although Zhumen is different, Yushu is cloudy.
Brilliant colors condense and spread, and the fragrance never returns. Guanghua juvenile Pei has a soft heart.
Cherish the night in Philip Burkart and enjoy the solitude in the air. Those who send a message to know each other play the piano in the wind.
The scenery of the province is floating on the grass. Liu Yuxi is bustling with beautiful spring scenery and lush green grass. The calendar is chaotic and fresh, and each has its own shortcomings.
At first glance, I suspect that I am in cotton and have a little money. The shadow breaks through Lambert, and the fragrance turns to clusters.
The smoke is colorful and dewy. Fortunately, due to the adoption date, this is Fang's era.
Say goodbye to Bai Juyi's ancient grass, the boundless grass on the plain, which comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Grass in the tree Zhang Hu Grass in the tree is not dangerous to support its roots. Grass grows a tree but dies. You can know glory and death.
Hurt grass like a guest, die first every year. There is no reason to accompany the flowers, just because of the wind for the time being.
Grass in the yard Cao Ye The grass in the yard is very shallow, and nature has done nothing. I dare not complain about the spring breeze.
In the residual rain south of the abandoned garden wall in Ye Luo, the color of robes is velvet. The faint fragrance secretly stirs the footsteps of tourists, and far green is the only way.
The three Chu people hate their guts, and it's hard to meet them outside the gate of Wuhou. Every year, there is a spring breeze with 10,000 wheels.
In Tianjie on the banks of Qujiang River, there are many chariots and horses in both places. Unlike seeing you in Nanpu, half and half.
Enjoy spring (one is fragrant grass and the other is a spring outing). The fragrant grass in Ye Luo is warmer and greener, and the road to leisure is temporary. Check human affairs every year, only the spring breeze does not love the world.
Don Yan Qian, Chuncao, entered the pond with his dream, but he was not in Jingu. The green wind blows all over the world year after year.
Spring grass Tang Yanqian went around the roadside from north to south, and there were roots everywhere. Growing up is always a heartless thing, and it has been blowing for another year.
Spring grass in Qujiang is in the valley, flowers fall on the bank of the river, warm smoke disappears, and the color of rain and grass is far away. Don't roll the incense wheel until it is green, and leave it to the sad people to get drunk.
During my five or five years in Guanghua, I publicly visited the province to test Cao Chun's green poetry. The title is Zheng Gu Changhong's new work "Blood Stains", which covers the riverside. If you want to find a flower path, you must be fascinated by Cui people.
The window screens meet and build by laying bricks or stones, which is beautiful in jade. The sky borrows a new sunny color, and the clouds bypass the sunset and spring.
Grass and Wu Rong can't be dyed, and painting can't be obtained. When Changhong was alive, there should be no such color.
Spring grass is green, the east wind blows, and the grass is new in color. Thousands of miles in depth, fighting for a spring.
The tender leaves are in the smoke, and the fragrance moves to the shore. On the golden pool lighting day, the road is fragrant dust.
How wide is the contribution of nature? Yang and force are self-balanced. Today, when it happens, I sincerely wish it a wonderful day.
Spring grass is blue, Yin Wengui's fine grass is blue and sad, and there are thousands of faces in Nanpubin. Growing up is like hating farewell, and growing up hurts spring.
Rain smoke is China Resources, and the sunset is fine and even. Flowers are sticky and colorful, and people win with softness.
The shallow reflection reflects the water in the palace pool and faintly covers the dust on the road. Du Hui, if you can get married, swear to pay your debts.
Grass Xu Yin waste garden wasteland is covered with green moss, and it is hard to open a long letter and hate. Gusu elk eats and thinks about food, whether the prince and grandson of Chuze will come or not.
The color is tender like dyed blue juice, and the leaves are cut like scissors. After Zhao Yan's death, celebrities came forth in large numbers, and Guo Kuitai remained immortal.
Xu Yin, a roadside grass, made a ceremony in Qinyuan Bay, Li Ping, who taught the roots to the roadside. Bare-hoofed embroidered hub looks like a platform, but it is not glorious when it is glorious.
Spring grass and fragrant grass are not only full of pools, but also sweet words in dreams. The spring breeze has enough power to reach the ancient city wall.
Grass Su Zheng, sympathy for fatigue, dedication. Every year, I help the world. I plant the noble and the humble.
Because there are many grasses, everyone who wants to pick them knows. If the branches are gods, how can the daughter be straight?
Raw grass is not a crude drug, so it can't show virtue. Crude drugs don't grow grass, so there's no way.
5. Li Bai's complete works would rather read human poems.
1, one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea.
It is hard to go to 2, but because the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords, sadness comes back, although we drown them with wine. Uncle Yun Lou in Xie Tiao, Xuanzhou 3. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai.
"Popular in the North" 4. Since God has given talents, let them find jobs! , spin one thousand silver, all come back! . "Into the wine" 5. You don't see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky and into the ocean, which is gone forever; Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . "Into the wine" 7. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain 8. Sailing alone in the blue sky, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky. Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way from the Yellow Crane Tower to Yangzhou 9. Suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days.
Looking at Lushan Waterfall 10, three mountains and a half fall out of the sky, and Bailuzhou is full of water. On Climbing Nanjing to Phoenix Terrace 1 1, laughing and watching the sky go out, are our generation Artemisia people?
Children from Nanling entered Beijing 12. The highest cliff was less than a foot from heaven, and dry pine trees hung down from the surface of the cliff. A cloud rises between the light of heaven and me, hiding his city from my melancholy heart.
When I boarded the Phoenix Terrace 14 in Nanjing, I would think of you in the clouds, so I would think of me in the sunset. Send a friend 15, here is the end of the mountain, the beginning of the plain, and the river winds through the wilderness.
"Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry" 16, the forest is vast, the haze is vast, and the area around Hanshan is sad and melancholy. "Bodhisattva Man" 17, I have sorrow in my heart. When the moon is bright, I will always follow you until Yelangxi.
"I heard that Wang Changling moved to the Longbiao kiln on the left and sent this message" 18, Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's. To Wang Lun 19, with white hair and three thousands of feet, looks like a long sorrow.
Song of Autumn Pu 20. Oh, when will the Tatar army be conquered? My husband will come back from a long battle! . Midnight Wu Ge 2 1, until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us.
Drinking the bright moon alone 22. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. Early Baidu City 23. Ladies-in-waiting are like spring palace, but only partridges are flying today.
Visit to Ancient Vietnam 24. Today, people can't see the ancient moon. This month, they have taken photos of the ancients. 25. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking people? They will never tolerate others showing them a sincere face.
In China, Li Bai is more than just a poet. He became a legend like the wind, blowing us and making us unable to open our eyes to reality.
When I read his name, the wall seemed to be flooded with wine. When I read his name, my heart seemed to be beating the drum of heroism.
Read his name, noble emperor. Read his name, and the arrogant slave in power will take off his skin for him.
Reading his name in a low voice, they saw Shuiyue swaying gently, and even death became romantic and feminine because of him. "Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he likes, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty!" Please put aside some trivial matters for a while, let's get drunk with Li Bai, the fairy in the sky, and have a beautiful inhuman feast.
2. Biography: Li Bai (70 1 ~ 762), whose word is Taibai, was born in Suiye (under the jurisdiction of the Northern Court of Tang Dynasty, now it belongs to Kazakhstan), was born in the first year of Dazu after the Tang Dynasty dance, and died in the first year of Suzong Baoying at the age of 62. Around the age of five, Li Bai moved to Jiangyou in the middle of Sichuan with his father, young; Li Bai read widely and soon learned to write poems and compositions.
At that time, Shi Su, the governor of Yizhou, was surprised by Li Bai's talent. He said: "It's a strange genius. It's a little good to learn, so it's comparable." At about the age of twenty-five, Li Bai began to roam around places of interest in Sichuan. In the spring of the 13th year of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty (AD 725), Li Bai bid farewell to Sichuan and traveled all over the country along the Yangtze River. He said that when he was young, he traveled to Yangzhou, "within one year, he dispersed more than 300,000 yuan, and he knew everything when he had a soliton" (History of Shang 'an Peichang), and once lived in Anlu, Hubei Province for quite a long time. Yan Yuan traveled in the Central Plains, feasted, and even "learned the sword and came to Shandong", taking Yi (now Jining, Shandong) as his home and visiting Laishan with Kong Chao's father Han Zhun and Pei Zheng. Drink, indulge in wine.
It can be seen from his life. Li Bai's roaming period is in the prime of the new century, and many of his poems fully show his artistic talent.
In the early years of Tianbao, he was called to Bajing. He Zhangzhi saw his article and sighed, "I am also a fairy." Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty attached great importance to him and asked him to worship imperial academy and draft a letter. Later, Li Bai was slandered by Gao Lishi, and Xuanzong gave him money to return to the mountains and wander around, becoming close friends with Du Fu.
In the 14th year of Tianbao (AD 755), the Anshi Rebellion broke out, and Li Bai joined the team of Wang Yong Li Lin, trying to help him quell the rebellion. He never shied away and killed Li Lin. Li Bai was compensated for "disobedience" and deserved to be beheaded. He was saved from death by North Korean general Guo Ziyi and sentenced to exile Yelang (now Guizhou). When I was forgiven, I started the last vagrancy in my life.
This roaming lasted for more than three years, mainly in southern Anhui. According to legend, he was drunk and tried to catch the moon in the water and drowned.
3. Masterpiece: Preface to the Spring Banquet of Peach and Plum Gardens: This article is selected from Li Taibai's collected works. Although the name is prefaces and postscripts, it is different from prefaces and postscripts, and it should belong to ancient prose with miscellaneous notes. Although Li Bai's essays are few, they are often unique and distinctive.
"Preface to the Spring Banquet in Peach and Plum Garden" is just an ordinary scene in daily life, but Li Bai has written an extraordinary poem, which shows his heroic spirit with both poetry and painting. At the beginning of the article, I don't write about spring, and I don't order banquets. Instead, I start with the following words: "He who lives in heaven and earth is the reverse of everything; Time flies, and a hundred generations have passed.
"Two parallel essays dressed as Gong Li express the vastness of heaven and earth and the eternity of time." Life is like a dream, because happiness is geometry. " Facing the eternal time and space, I can't help sighing my smallness and fragility.
Then, the author changed the style of writing, and used the phrase "Spring brings me smoke to the scenery, and I write articles in big festivals" to draw people from the long fantasy into the scene of indulging in Fiona Fang, Li Tao, calling for "group season", gathering together for "handsome show", gathering wine for the month, enjoying flowers and singing poems, and talking about drinking, so that they can express their feelings like meeting lotus flowers and relaxing. The lively and cheerful voice turned into tears.
"Open Joan banquet sit flowers, flight feathers drunk. If there is no masterpiece, why open your arms? The poet is willing to do whatever he wants, telling the beauty, confidence and desire of life to the fullest.
Full of heroic self-affirmation. Looking at Lushan Waterfall: This poem describes the magnificent scenery of Lushan Waterfall and reflects the poet's love for the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.
Sauvignon Blanc: Sauvignon Blanc is an old topic in Yuefu Zaqu. The meaning of the title is taken from an ancient poem: "One side is Sauvignon Blanc, and the other side is reunion after a long separation.
6. Are there any poems or sentences about grass?
The drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.
The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.
Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.
Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.
Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.
The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.
Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.
Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season; Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
Grateful to the humble grass