Poetry about lyric 1. Poetry describing lyricism
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")
2. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven and how close the moon is to the water! .
(Meng Haoran: "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")
3. Moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream.
(Wang Wei: "Autumn in a Mountain Residence")
4. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark.
(Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
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")
6. I don't know the month when I am an hour, which is called Bai Yupan.
(Li Bai: Gulangyu)
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")
When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. ..... 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")
1 1. Poor late September, dew like a pearl and a bow like a moon.
(Bai Juyi: Mu Jiang Yin)
12. He knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is so bright! .
(Du Fu: "Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night")
13. Moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream.
(Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Mountains)
14. An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
(Li Bai: "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou")
15 bright moon surprises magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.
(Xin Qiji)
16. Who sent the Yunjin book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
(Li Qingzhao's "A Prune")
17. However, the delicate curtains are opened and the moon shines through its crystal glass? .
(Li Bai: "Jade Family")
18. Affectionate Ying Xiao Wo gave birth to his son early, and it was like a dream on earth, and one statue after another returned to the moon.
(Su Shi)
19. In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room!
(Du Fu: Moonlit Night)
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of moonlight with her evening song.
(Li Shangyin's Untitled)
2 1. A chicken crows in a maodian month, and people swim in Banqiao frost.
(Wen Tingjun)
22. It's so light that no one can hear it except my partner, Mingyue.
(Wang Wei: Bamboo House)
23. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting")
24. Su E, a young woman, is cold-resistant. She fights in the mid-month frost.
(Li Shangyin's Frost Moon)
25. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon.
(Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking of a Man in the Distance")
26. When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly again last night, so my country could not bear to look back at the bright moon.
(Li Jue: "Yu Meiren")
27. Bow like a full moon, look at the northwest and shoot Sirius.
(Su Shi's poem "Jiangchengzi")
28. Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing.
(Wang Anshi's Spring Night)
29. If you want to ask Wujiang not to come, see you in your dream.
(Wang Changling's "Li Chang Cao Zhai Night Drink")
2. 10 Poetry about scenery and lyrics
A, "Jiande River Sleeping at Night" (Meng Haoran)
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.
This five-character quatrain was written by the poet when he was roaming on the Jiande River. This paper describes the scenery he saw on the boat when he stayed on the river at night during his trip, and expresses his loneliness and sadness when he was far away from home and living abroad.
2. Break up with Xin Jian (Wang Changling) at Furong Inn.
Misty rain enveloped Wu's day overnight; Send you in the morning, lonely and sad in Chushan!
Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
The first sentence is cold rain, when night falls, parting with sad scenery; Writing that the distant mountains in the fog in the early morning are particularly lonely, Loneliness of Chushan symbolizes the author's departure.
The author did not change his mind because of exile, and always maintained a noble character and a strong and optimistic spirit.
Third, the quatrains (Du Fu)
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
The whole poem first writes about the spring scenery of the thatched cottage, and then writes about the snow-capped mountains and rivers. It is quiet in motion and bright in color, creating a fresh and pleasant atmosphere. Expressed the author's extremely happy mood.
Fourth, sitting alone in Jingting Mountain (Li Bai)
The birds flew without a trace, leaving the lonely clouds free and unfettered. Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain.
The title of the poem is "sitting alone", and the word "independence" sets the tone for the lyricism and description of the whole poem, but the first sentence begins with the word "complexity" and then "exhaustion" with everyone, and the second sentence turns out to be "loneliness", which forms a strong contrast and shows the infinite loneliness in the poet's heart. Finally, the bird flew away, comparing people to mountains, as if "mountains" were lonely, and the author was in the same boat. He was in a lonely place. This not only makes Jingting Mountain lifelike, but also clearly sets off the author's feelings, which are really natural and unique.
Verb (abbreviation of verb) expresses one's mind at night (Du Fu)
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! . Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .
The first four sentences of the poem are written about what you saw and heard during the journey, creating a magnificent artistic conception; The last four sentences express the feelings of facing this magnificent moonlit river map and the current situation. "I hope my art can bring me fame and free me from the office in my sick old age!" It embodies and concentrates the poet's bitterness and injustice. The scene in the poem blends beautifully and seamlessly, highlighting the image of a lonely poet who regrets his life experience but refuses to forget his ambition.
6. Li Ning lives in Jia Dao.
Living leisurely here, few neighbors come, and the overgrown path leads to the wilderness. Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door.
Walking across this bridge, you can see the charming scenery of Ye Yuan, and the feet of clouds seem to be moving on the floating rocks. I will leave here for a while, but I will come back and retire with my friends on the appointed date.
The middle two couplets focus on scenery and narration, and the first and second couplets indirectly write the author's yearning for seclusion.
Seven nights-parked near Fengqiao (Zhang Ji)
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.
A night-mooring near maple bridge is a lyric poem written by the poet Zhang Ji when the country was in war, falling behind, suffering, hesitation, sadness and helplessness.
3. Ancient poems about lyricism
Hairpin Feng Yi: Lu You red crisp hand, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow; Dongfeng evil, with a faint sense of joy, has been sad for several years, wrong, wrong, wrong.
Spring is as old as ever, people are empty and thin, and tears are red and sad; Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books, mo, mo, mo. Two: Tang Wan's world situation is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk; The breeze is dry, the tears are broken, and I want to worry about it. A person says it's hard, hard, hard.
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away; The horn was cold and the night was dim. I was afraid of being asked. I swallowed my tears and pretended to be happy, hiding, hiding, hiding. Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.
Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night.
If you are lucky enough to have a beautiful dress, you will wish Fan Zhongyan's Ten Odes to Suzhou on the same day that Lingyan Temple has been prosperous since ancient times and white-haired monks have returned to the temple. The smoke flies, the geese fly, and the Wu palace is half crying.
Spring breeze is like an old flower that is still smiling, but the past is still a stone. Only Yanling was defeated and fled, but lofty and noble revealed the old base.
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.
A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no.
Spring is still the same, people are empty and thin, and tears are red. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books.
Momomo. The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late.
The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult.
People are different, today is not what it used to be, and the sick soul is like a thousand miles. The trumpet is cold, the night is dim, people are afraid to ask, and tears make up.
Hide, hide, hide. Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
4. Ancient lyric poetry
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Chen Ziang
Works: Youzhou Tower
Content:
No one can see the ancient wisdom of the ancient king, only those wise men who can't see the afterlife can see it. Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Du Fu
Works: Hope of Spring
Content:
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Shi Zhongshan
1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue")
2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu's "Looking at Yue"
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers continue, and cities are full of spring grass and trees. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Chai Lu by Wang Wei)
Water in poetry
1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jia Jian ")
Where there is water, there are mountains and islands. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo "Singing Goose")
4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain")
5. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
Chinese and Japanese poetry
1. Sunrise southeast corner, according to my Qin Shilou. ("Han Yuefu? Shang Mo sang ")
2. The mountains cover the day and the Yellow River flows people. (Wang Zhihuan is at Heron Villa))
It's beautiful when the sun sets, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. (Du Fu's quatrains)
4. The setting sun is far away, the weather is freezing and the house is poor. (Liu Changwu's "Snow House Furong Mountain Master")
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Wang Wei, "Let It Go to the Fortress")
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's Silent Night Thinking)
2. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven and how close the moon is to the water! . (Meng Haoran's "Jiande River Sleeping at Night")
3. Moonlight in the pine forest. Crystal gems in the stream. (Wang Wei's "Autumn in the Mountain")
4. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)
5. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us. (Li Bai's "Drinking the Moon Alone")
5. Lyrics
1, hold your hand and grow old with your son. Drumming sound
2, know what I mean, feel pity, this kind of situation must be true. More leaks
3, this time, what a sad sentence. A slow voice
4, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Leave an idea
5, on the moon, the head of the willow shoots, people are about after dusk. Hawthorn Tree: Lantern Festival
6, frost night, Jiang Feng fishing and sleeping.
7. Take a hug home for me as a symbol of our love. gum arabic
8. I hope to get a heart and never leave. Baitouge
9. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sun faded and old memories began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran at night on Jiande River
10, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Liang Zhu Liu Yong
1 1, a red dew is fragrant and heartbreaking in vain. Pingping tone words
12, the heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Your Royal Highness
13, how heartless is love? Xijiang moon
14, it was long before I met her, but it was longer than we were apart. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Untitled
15, no words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Jiangchengzi
16, I have nothing to say when I go to the west building, and the moon is like a hook. Meet you.
17, I want to know you, and live a long life. Shangxie
18, ask the world what love is and teach life and death. Touch the fish
19, how much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Young mermaid
20, the past has become empty, still like a dream. Midnight song
2 1, when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia. lily magnolia
22. The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. The Everlasting Regret
23, think of dragons, hate dragons, hate back. Endless longing
24. It's parting. It's not just the general taste. Meet you.
25, ten years of life and death, do not think about it, unforgettable. Jiangchengzi
26. Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Untitled
27. The mountains have no tombs, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony, but they dare to break with you. Shangxie
28, life is infatuated, this hate has nothing to do with romantic. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
29. Flowers are lazy to review, and half the sky is half the sky. Leave a yearning
30. If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you. Break the order of laurel
3 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim. Yuxia
32. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. Magpie fairy
33. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn. Farewell II
34, flowers from Shui Piao to water, a kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure. Cut plums
35, flowers can be folded straight, don't wait for no flowers to fold. witch hazel
36. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. gum arabic
37. In Hanshan Temple outside Gusu, the midnight bell rang to the passenger ship. A night berth near Fengqiao.
38. Affection has been hurt since ancient times, and it is more comparable, leaving the Qing Autumn Festival in the cold. Yulinling
39. Family ties have been idle since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Flower moon mark
40, sunrise in the east and rain in the west, sunny but sunny on the road. ancient folk songs of four seven-character lines with love or local topics as their theme
6. Are there any lyric poems?
The moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it (Li Shangyin)
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. (Liu Yongfeng Wuqi)
Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life. (Li Shangyin's Untitled Sixth Third)
Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint. (Liu Yong stayed up all night)
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. (Li Shangyin travels alone in Qujiang in late autumn)
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. (Xu Zaisi won the laurel)
Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. (Yuan Haowen, the first of two songs)
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. Heart like a double screen, with Qian Qian knot (Zhang Xian Qian Qiu Sui)
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. (Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun)
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. (Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking of a Man in the Distance")
I can't eliminate this situation,
Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart. (Li Qingzhao)
People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. (Nalan Xingde biography Huanxisha)
How many lovesickness one-night stands, the ends of the earth are not long (Zhang Yanzi Building)
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. (Liu Yongyu, Ling Lin)
7. Lyric ancient poems
Untitled 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! .
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.
Tang, Preface to the Autumn Knee King Pavilion.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine.
Tang Li Bai's Farewell to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou & gt
Lyrics by the moon
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. -look up at the bright moon in the sky and bow your head to miss your hometown.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. -When there is a beautiful moon, ask the sky with a glass in your hand.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me? The south bank of the spring breeze river is green, when will you return to your hometown under the bright moon?
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. In spring, the river tide is connected with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea rises and falls with the tide.
Night parking on Jiande River.
Author: Meng Haoran
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.
This is a poem about twilight in Qiu Jiang. Write about staying overnight first, and then add sunset sorrow; Then I wrote that the universe is vast and quiet, and the bright moon is closer to people. A hidden, a present, virtual and real alternate, two sets off, complement each other, forming a special.
Although there is no word "sorrow" in artistic conception poems, the Qingjiang River is vast and the "autumn colors" are distinct. The whole poem is light and elegant, containing but not revealing; Natural outflow, natural charm, quite distinctive.
Night berth near Fengqiao (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.
A night-mooring near maple bridge is a lyric poem written by the poet Zhang Ji when the country was in war, falling behind, suffering, hesitation, sadness and helplessness.
Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang
meng haoran
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.
Wang yue
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 around in front of my nervous eyes ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
Borrow things to describe people:
(Tang) Luo, "Political Prisoners Listen to Cicada"
Cicada sang in the western land and ordered me to make up my mind in my cell.
However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.
His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.
Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? .
(Tang) Yu Shinan's "Yong Huai Yong"
Chuirui drinks clear dew, and the sound is like sparse tung.
Cicada is far away from cicada because cicada is on a tall tree, not relying on autumn wind.
Li Shangyin's Chanting in Tang Dynasty
The pure heart is hungry because of this, and you sing in vain all night.
Oh, this last broken breath, in the green indifferent trees! .
Yes, I am like a driftwood. I have made my garden full of weeds.
I thank you for your sincere advice and live a pure life like you.
(Tang) Li He's Thirteen Songs of Jiangnan
The flowers and grass in his eyes are all in bloom, and Xiao Bai's red cheeks are Yue Nv.
Poor sunset, Xiang Yan falls, marry Dongfeng without media.
8. The ancient poems about lyricism are as follows
Home is the cold plum in Wang Wei's Miscellaneous Poems. "Before going to bed tomorrow, will the first cold flower bloom?" .
Home is the bright moon in Li Bai's "Thinking of a Quiet Night", "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then looking back, I suddenly thought of home". Home is Ma Zhiyuan's "sunset, heartbroken people in the end of the world" in Qiu Si. Home is, but I look towards home, the twilight is getting deeper and deeper, and the river waves of the Yellow Crane Tower in Cui Hao are covered with a sad mist.
A wisp of melancholy. Home is Li Bai's "Smelling Flutes in Luoyang City on a Spring Night". "The rest of the flutes fly in the dark, scattered in the spring breeze and full of Luo".
That sultry nocturne. Home is the nocturne of "Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the midnight bell goes to the passenger ship" in Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge.
Home is Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou", "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me?" Home is a note written by Li Shangyin to a friend in the north on a rainy night. * * * Cut the candle at the west window, it's time to say it's raining late.
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