2, the crowd looked for him for thousands of Baidu, and suddenly looked back, but the man was in the dim light. Last night, the west wind withered the trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. I don't regret the widening of my pockets, which makes people haggard for Iraq. One lovesickness, two leisure worries "Plum" by Li Qingzhao
3. This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. Zheng Chouyu's "Farewell"
4, this time, what a sad sentence. Li Qingzhao's slow whisper
5, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Yuan Zhen's "Four Poems Thinking"
6, there is a beautiful woman, I can't forget it, I haven't seen her for a day, and I feel crazy. Anonymous "Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge"
7, alone is dusk, more wind and rain. Lu You's Operator
8, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. Wu Fengqi of Liu Yong.
9, a piece of spring sorrow, gradually blowing, like a spring cloud. Liu Zaoqing from Jiang Chunlin
10, leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the hedge, the sun goes down, the willow is dark and the flowers are bright. Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
1 1, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward. The Mermaid by Li Yu
12, the sky is not old, I can't help it, my heart is like a double screen, and Qian Qian is in it. After nightfall, the east window is not white, and the solitary light goes out. Song Zhang Xian's "Thousand Years"
13, sadness is hard to give up. Jiang Kui's "The Slow Complaint of Changting"
14, thin shadow pity autumn water, you must pity me and pity you. resent indignantly
15, he brought sadness to spring, but he couldn't figure out where it would go. Xin Qiji's Zhu Yingtai is near.
16, how much leisure do you have? A cloud of smoke, catkins flying all over the city, Huang Meiyu. He Zhu's "Jade Case"
2. Find a poem about fantasy 1 The power of ups and downs is not strong, and people in the world only feel sorry for themselves.
There should be no heaven in the four seas, and kuya has no worries about the sky. Boring dreams are really realistic.
Who knows that ancient and modern times are illusory, and big trees linger on the south bank. Second, in the middle of the reflection, Vientiane presents a popular example of thinking.
Poverty, blue sky, 3,000 worlds, 200 cities in China. Seek the medicine that will not die on the moon, and see the rotten pestle.
I'm only worried about being too cold at the top, and it makes me sad and gloomy. Third, life is not willing to be a pillar country, especially death is not willing to be Yamaraja.
Yamaraja's point of view is that ghosts are always forbearing, and the state is more worried about civil affairs. I hope to be disease-free and painless for a hundred years, and I won't worry if I don't teach you.
Long-distance riding makes the liver of the worm-backed mouse peaceful. Fourth, I bought the top ten stationery in Yizhou and expressed my wishes to the sky.
Good flowers often make the sun shine, and the moon is full every night. All the springs on the earth have melted the wine, and the long forest has no trees and no money.
When the book is finished, it will be played by Feng Ling, and ghosts will blame God and worry about the night quietly. 5. It's insulting to ask for a jade pestle, and I plan to buy a watch.
The red line Tibetan mother is a swordsman, and Banji Xie is an official. The night with beads hanging in the tent is very difficult, but the snow on the screen is not cold.
If you have a dream, don't leave Wuxia Gorge, and invite Goddess Yu. 6. Worries and dangers in the world are also recurring, and we should weigh them for nature.
Rough terrain makes five shovels, and the sea teaches Jing Weiping. People can see from afar, and the Jiuquan family will live and die together.
It is better to seek illusion at sea and fly a sword far away. Seven, who will be in HarmonyOS, everything is in chaos.
If you do nothing but starve, you are rich and poor. A pair of smiling eyes often have no tears, and a centenarian is not an elderly person.
I'd rather be trillion, drought is rain, and heat is wind. Eight, smell the wisdom of Buddhism, where is nothingness.
Ask him to make sailing easier, so that I can be smarter than me. Expose the ground and lift the sky for the cause, and pour the sea for the article.
Self-pity root canal is finally flat and blunt, and Xijiang is safe to wash lungs and intestines. Nine, students don't want to seal Wan Huhou, once wanted to know Jingzhou.
He gave birth to Li's 1000 oranges, and he stayed in the 100-foot tall building. Idle with red pine and bright moon, drunk riding a yellow crane to Cangzhou.
I also know that it's good to be behind the elbow, but I just think everything is a cloud. Ten, however, the masses always have to live on, what's wrong with this.
A work leader like Han Pengquan is just like Du Li. You are a slave worker, you are a traitor, and you are glorious.
One by one, there was no inversion, and later generations were worried about military struggle. Eleven, the chicken in the urn is narrow and deep, and I will be the singer of the world.
Ghosts are made by gods to drive away, and water cannot be burned if the fire is not heavy. Rain, snow and frost are all jade grains, and iron stones are all gold in the house.
No birth, no extinction, no phase, and look at the vicissitudes of life. Twelve, the half-life livelihood between squid, the house is empty.
When graphics are built, once you feel the dream, you will get a bronze mountain. The golden lotus girl was helped back to the hospital, and the iron coupon Dan book was allowed to be placed in the room.
More begging for your kindness, such as congratulating the elderly, Jinghu Bay is full of smoke and waves. Thirteen, what are you worried about when you meet the sacred world? You will be happy with your family.
A hundred-year-old stern words, alive and well, the total celebrity of Kunji. Marry a wife like a son of Song, and have children like.
The handmaiden also knows that the bookslave loves the Lord, and this happy ending is not known to the ministers. Fourteen, it is not surprising that the scholar's bone strength is also the solution to quick thinking.
As the fate of the world wishes, everything in the world will always be a prophet. A thousand dollars to save a confidant, a sword to kill an enemy, became a best friend.
Liu Lame sometimes goes with Qingzhou, every year when he is looking at flowers. 15. What happened to Yu Xingyu? I saw Lapras enter the emperor's hometown.
To believe that the glory of the dynasty is still fading, it is wrong to distinguish smelly from lingering fragrance. A dog in white will become immortal, and a spirit will spread all over the world.
An idea suddenly returned to the cavity, still skinny, leaning back on the bed.
3. Fantasy poem title: A person is dreaming, and his fantasy is being shattered. Fantasy always forgives disillusionment, but disillusionment never lets it go.
In a conversation in the wilderness, the sunshine brought me closer to the poet and made me a friend in need with people living in heaven or hell. They invited me to drink China wine in heaven, sleeping like a stone and drunk like mud. A wild flower opened and fell in the past, opened and fell in the wilderness.
My heart is broken, and my blood is like a bottle of wine, affecting my youth and wading through mountains and rivers. On the edge of life, I fished in the cold river and crossed the river without a boat. I quietly visited dreams and ruins, and returned to spring from winter. I drew a poem in my mind, watched the petals burn and salvaged a pair of butterflies made in the sky yesterday.
The past is a life experience and a psychological burden. No, I'm holding a lantern. In front of the territory of China, I stepped on a pair of flower slippers and wore a pajamas. I found a trace of warmth in the rain outside the window.
4. What poems describe imagination? 1. Looking at nine cigarettes in qi zhou, a glass of water poured down. -"Dream of Heaven" Li He (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: Looking at Kyushu, China from a distance, at nine o'clock, smoke and dust drifted away, and shallow seawater seemed to pour out of a cup.
2. Prince blowing sheng, in charge of goose management, told Long Geng to plant Yao grass. -"Paradise Ballad" Li He (Tang Dynasty)
Commentary: In the sky, Wang Ziqiao is blowing the rain like Feng Ming. Sheng tube is long and beautiful. He smiled at idle clouds, sipped dragons and plowed fields, and planted fairy grass for thousands of hectares.
3. Wu sleeps in osmanthus trees and flies barefoot in wet cold rabbits. -"Li Ping's Quotations" Li He (Tang Dynasty)
Commentary: In the Moon Palace, WU GANG was attracted by music and stayed up all night under the laurel tree. The rabbit under the laurel tree also stood listening, regardless of the dew flying obliquely, chilly!
4, sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: With the gentle breeze, quietly enter the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth.
5. Ji Zuo's yellow spring should also brew old springs. -"Crying Xuancheng for Good Brewing" Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: Ji Lao is dying, and he will also brew old spring wine.
6. Her jade-white stairs were cold with dew, and her silk soles were wet, so she stayed there for so long. -"Jade Family" Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: White dew has been bred on the jade steps at night, and the dew soaked the stockings when standing at night.
7, according to the hook sample is small, Fan Chenghan unit. -"The Moon" Xue Tao (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: The thin moon is like a hook, becoming round day by day, like a woven round fan.
8, a setting sun in the water, half river rustling and half river red. -"Mujiangyin" Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: A sunset gradually sinks into the river, and the river is half green and half brilliant red.
9. Leave people speechless, the moon is silent, and the moon has light and people are affectionate. -"Moonlight Night Farewell" Ye Li (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: At the moment of parting, we were as silent as the bright moon. At this time, all is silent, the moonlight is all over the earth, and our hearts are full of moonlight-like tenderness.
10, Jiangyue walked only a few feet away, and the lanterns shone at night. -Du Fu (Tang Dynasty)
Interpretation: The moon shadow in the water is only a few feet away from me. The wind lanterns on the mast are shining in the night sky, and time is about to enter the third night.
5. A poem about fantasy A person is dreaming, and his fantasy is being shattered. Fantasy always forgives disillusionment, but disillusionment never lets go.
In a conversation in the wilderness, the sunshine brought me closer to the poet and made me a friend in need with people living in heaven or hell. They invited me to drink China wine in heaven, sleeping like a stone and drunk like mud. A wild flower opened and fell in the past, opened and fell in the wilderness.
My heart is broken, and my blood is like a bottle of wine, affecting my youth and wading through mountains and rivers. On the edge of life, I fished in the cold river and crossed the river without a boat. I quietly visited dreams and ruins, and returned to spring from winter. I drew a poem in my mind, watched the petals burn and salvaged a pair of butterflies made in the sky yesterday.
The past is a life experience and a psychological burden. No, I'm holding a lantern. In front of the territory of China, I stepped on a pair of flower slippers and wore a pajamas. I found a trace of warmth in the rain outside the window.
6. Poems about fantasy are urgently needed and must be original fantasy.
In front of you is an ocean of flowers.
Roses are blooming quietly there.
Elegant willow yiyi
My he leaned there gently.
Thick eyebrows and light frowning.
Reveal the worries and anxieties of others.
I stopped gently.
Hide behind him
The moment he turned around
There is light in the eyes.
Open your arms quickly.
Hold me tight in your arms.
I felt his enthusiasm.
His nervousness
His heartbeat
And his faint tobacco smell.
A drop of rain hit my forehead.
All the pictures stopped.
It was my fantasy.
Everything finally returned to the original footprint.