1. Ancient poems about travel or seclusion
Ancient poems about travel or seclusion 1. Find 5 poems about seclusion (both ancient and modern)
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which are often like shadows.
Yu Yidong is a guest,
I pity you as a brother.
Drunken in autumn, sleeping under the quilt,
Walking hand in hand with the sun.
I want to be in a quiet place even more,
I am also looking for Bei Guosheng.
I feel happy when I enter,
I stand by the little boy Qing.
I can hear the cold pestle when I fall into the scenery,
Tunyun is facing the ancient city.
I have always chanted the ode to oranges,
Who wants to ask for the soup?
I don’t want to talk about hairpins and wats,
I love the sea.
Su Wang Changling lives in seclusion
Chang Jian
The clear stream is unfathomable, and there are only solitary clouds in the hidden place.
There is a faint moon among the dew among the pine trees, and the clear light is still for you.
There are shadows of flowers in the thatched pavilion, and there are moss-like patterns in the pharmacy.
When I left, I saw a group of Luan and Cranes in the Western Mountains.
Seclusion
Dynasty: Song Dynasty Author: Shao Tang
In Shuiyun Village of Jiewu, the dust from cars cannot reach the door.
The flowers are strong in spring, and the moon is left without a trace.
The ink ribbon is wet with new inscriptions, and the mash is muddy due to spinning.
There are many people who are famous and wealthy, but who can understand the solitary dolphin?
Send Li to live in seclusion
Du Xunhe
From the time when I was young to the time when I was old, I lived like clouds and cranes in response to difficulties.
You don’t have to spend money to buy Xishan, just come and see the winnings.
Two poems titled "Zhang's Living in Seclusion"
Du Fu
The Spring Mountains are alone without companions, and the Dingding Mountains are even more secluded when they are logging.
The rest of the stream is covered with ice and snow, and the sun sets from Shimen to Linqiu.
Don’t be greedy to know the gold and silver energy at night, and watch the elk swimming in the morning from afar.
I am lost in the excitement and am confused about where I came from, and I am suspicious of you.
My son met me when I was young, and I invited you to stay later.
There are wild grasses and deer in Jitan.
Du Jiu prefers to work and persuade, but Zhang Li does not ask for help.
The mountain road before the village is dangerous, but you will have no worries when you return home.
Drinking
Tao Qian
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
I ask you how you can do it, but your mind is far away and you are biased.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
◆Seclusion. There are birds in the sky. The clouds and water are silent. The light is colored. The mountains and rivers are tangible but lose their depth. You still smile without hiding your teeth. Apply pink on your face. It is lighter than the freckles. Is it your idea to live in seclusion among the freckles? But I looked at the photo and couldn’t guess what you were thinking
◆The beam was broken. Today, my father called and said - the beam in my hometown is broken. How come the beam in my hometown is broken? Although it is made of eucalyptus, it is also a pillar after it has been matured. At that time, it was smoked by my mother's cooking stove every day. It never cried out. We were all still making noises at home, and none of us paid attention to it (it was not eaten by termites), but in us Not long after the family went out, it broke without being exposed to the smoke. Could it be that he was used to our liveliness and suddenly couldn’t bear the weight of loneliness? Tomorrow, my father decided to go home
◆Jingquan Jingquan is in the mountains The summer is cool and the winter is warm, the mineral-rich cellar is sweet, and the birds take a sip. The well frog sings a love song beside the bamboo forest and listens to the moss on the edge of the green well
◆The red woolen yarn wore a silver crown that year when it snowed in Yuchan Mountain, and we were all there The forest screams cold. You wear a red woolen garment and lead the west wind alone, taking away the memories of those who walk in the snow
2. Poems about seclusion
Poems about "seclusion" include:
1. Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, "Drinking, Jielu in the Land of People"
Original text:
Jielu in the Land of People, without the noise of cars and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
Translation:
Living in the human world, but without the hustle and bustle of cars and horses.
Ask me why I can do this. As long as you are ambitious, you will naturally feel that the place you are in is secluded.
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely, the Nanshan Mountain in the distance comes into view.
The atmosphere in the mountains and the scenery in the evening are very good. There are birds flying back with their companions.
This contains the true meaning of life. I want to identify it, but I don’t know how to express it.
2. "Dwelling in the Mountains in the Twilight of Autumn" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the king and grandson can stay.
Translation:
The empty mountains were bathed in a new rain, and the fall of night made people feel that it was early autumn. The bright moon sheds clear light from the gaps in the pines, and clear spring water flows on the rocks.
The noisy sound in the bamboo forest is thought to be the return of the washer girl, and the swaying of the lotus leaves is thought to be wandering up and down the boat. The fragrance of spring may as well be allowed to fade away, but the kings and grandsons of the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.
3. "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields (Part 3)" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty
Original text:
At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. I wake up in the morning to sort out the wasteland and filth, and return with a hoe in the moonlight.
The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. It's not enough to regret the stain on your clothes, but your wishes are fulfilled.
Translation:
Beans are planted in the fields at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. The result is lush grass and sparse bean seedlings. I get up early in the morning and go to the fields to weed out weeds. At dusk, I carry the hoe back under the moonlight.
The narrow path is overgrown with vegetation, and in the evening dew wets my clothes. It's not a pity that my clothes are wet, I just hope I don't violate my intention to go into seclusion.
4. "Residence in the Mountains" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Loneliness covers the wood door, and the vastness faces the falling light. There are crane nests and pine trees everywhere, and few people visit the pigeon gate.
The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes. Fireworks are going up at the crossing, and water chestnuts are being collected everywhere.
Translation:
She closed the fence door tightly in silence and looked at the setting sun in the vast twilight. Cranes roosted all over the surrounding pine trees, and visitors to Chaimen were sparsely neglected.
The tender bamboo joints have been covered with a new layer of pink, and the old lotus flowers have long shed their red robes. There are dots of fishing sparks at the ferry, and people fishing for water chestnuts are coming and going in boats everywhere.
5. "Questions and Answers in the Mountains" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
Original text:
Ask me why I want to live in the green mountains, and I will smile without answering and my heart will be at ease.
The peach blossoms disappear in the flowing water, and there is no other world than this world.
Translation:
Someone asked me why I live in seclusion in Bishan. I smiled and didn't answer, feeling at ease.
The peach blossoms are in full bloom and the flowing water disappears into the distance. There is a different world here, how can it be the human world?
Sogou Encyclopedia - Drinking and making a house in the human environment
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3. Poems about seclusion
Tao Yuanming's one thing is that he has no vulgar rhyme, and his nature is love. Qiu Shan. I accidentally fell into the dust net, and I have been gone for thirty years. The birds in the pond are nostalgic for the old forest, and the fish in the pond are thinking about the old deep water. I have opened up the wilderness in the south, and I have returned to my garden. The square house is more than ten acres, with eight or nine thatched houses. The rear eaves are shaded by elms and willows. In front of Taoliuo Hall. In the distant village, the smoke in the ruins is warm. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, and cocks crow on the top of the mulberry trees. The courtyard is dust-free, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature. The second outdoor area There are few people and things in the back streets. During the day, the thorns are hidden behind the trees, and I have no thoughts about wine. At that time, people came to the market again, wearing grass and walking around. When we met, there were no words, but the road was full of mulberry and hemp. The day of mulberry and hemp was gone. Long, my soil has been vast for a long time. I am often afraid of the arrival of frost and grazing, and the scattered grass is scattered. At the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean seedlings. I wake up in the morning to sort out the waste and filth, and return with the moon and the hoe. The road is narrow, the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew is stained. My clothes are stained and I don't care much about them, but I have fulfilled my wish. For the past four years, I have been traveling in the mountains and marshes, and had fun in the wild woods. I took my children and nephews with me and walked in the deserted ruins. I wandered among the hills and ridges, and people still lived in the wells and stoves. There are ruins of mulberry and bamboo trees. I asked the firewood collectors, how are they all like the firewood collectors? He told me that there is no remnant after death. I have abandoned the court and market for a lifetime, and this statement is true. Life is like an illusion, and it will end up in nothingness. The five sorrows and hatreds are returned alone, and the rugged and rugged mountains are clear and shallow. When I encounter them, I wash my feet. Drip my newly cooked wine, and a chicken is approaching. When I enter the house every day, the thorn bushes replace the bright candles. The happiness comes and the evening is short. , has returned to Tianxu.
4. What are the poems about "seclusion"
1. "Questions and Answers in the Mountains" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
He asked me why I wanted to live in the green mountains without smiling. Answer with ease.
The peach blossoms disappear in the flowing water, and there is no other world than this world.
2. "Mountain Dwelling" by Tang Wangwei
Loneliness covers the wood door, and the vastness faces the falling light.
There are crane nests everywhere and pine trees, and few people visit the pigeon gate.
The green bamboo contains new powder, and the red lotus sheds its old clothes.
Fireworks start at the ferry, and water chestnuts are collected everywhere.
3. "Answer" The Hermit of the Tang Dynasty
Occasionally, he would come to sleep under a pine tree and sleep on a stone.
There is no calendar day in the mountains, and it is so cold that I don’t know the year.
4. "Partridge Sky: Lin Duanshan, Bright Bamboo Hidden Wall" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Lin Duanshan, Bright Bamboo Hidden Wall. A small pond filled with cicadas and decaying grass.
I can see birds from time to time when I turn over the blank page, and the red pods in the water are fragrant and fragrant.
Outside the village, next to the ancient city. The stick quinoa slowly turns to the setting sun.
It rained in the middle of the night last night, and it was cool all day long.
5. "Partridge Sky: Living in the Green Smoke and Falling Lights" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
Living in the Green Smoke and Falling Lights, nothing in the world matters.
I poured out the remaining jade and walked through the bamboo, rolled up "Huang Ting" and lay down to look at the mountain.
If you are greedy and arrogant, you may as well show off your appearance wherever you go.
Yuan Zhi’s creation has a different heart, but he is old and heroic!
5. Ask for classic and famous poems or sentences in classical Chinese about ancient poets living in seclusion (requiring specific sentences)
1. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely 2. Morning The management is desolate and filthy, and I return home with a lotus in the moon. 3. I don’t care about the stains on my clothes, but my wishes are true. 4. After passing Cao Jun, he lived in seclusion in Qianqi (Tang Dynasty). Tsuen Hui has a strange nature, and he is fragrant. , The son of Lin Chun, Ning Lao Kong, upholds integrity and maintains truth in writing. The plain books are exhausted, and the flowing water and resentment are new. They help the guests, and the smoke and the sky are devoted to their bodies. Who should promote Xuan Yan and not make him a good minister? 5. Returning to the garden and living in the fields·One of the young people has no suitable vulgar charm, and his nature is to love the hills and mountains. He accidentally fell into the dust net and was gone for thirty years. The birds in the tethered trees nostalgic for the old woods, and the fish in the ponds missed their old abyss. They opened up the wilderness in the south, and returned to the gardens and fields in a humble manner. The square house is more than ten acres, with eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows are shaded on the back eaves, and the peach and plum blossoms are in front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is lingering. Dogs bark in the deep lanes, and roosters crow on top of the mulberry trees. The courtyard is dust-free and empty. There is more leisure in the room. After being in a cage for a long time, I can return to nature. Secondly, there are few people in the wild, and there are few people in the back streets. In the daytime, the thorns are covered, and the empty room is free from dust. Sometimes, in the ruins, there are people walking around in the grass. .We met without saying a word, but the mulberry trees were growing long. The mulberry trees have been growing for a long time, and my land has become vast. I am often afraid of the arrival of frost, and they are scattered together with the grass. At the foot of the southern mountain, there are three kinds of beans. It was desolate and filthy, and I returned home with a lotus and a hoe in the moon. The road was narrow and the grass and trees were long, and the evening dew stained my clothes. I didn’t regret the stains on my clothes, but my wish was fulfilled. I spent four days traveling in the mountains and rivers, and had fun in the wild woods. I tried to bring my children and nephews, wearing a Walking in the deserted ruins, wandering among the hills and dragons, people still live in the past. There are remains of wells and stoves, and decayed mulberry and bamboo trees. I want to ask the firewood collectors, what are these people like? The salaryman said to me that there will be no survivors after death. I will live in different dynasties in one life, and this statement is truly true! Life seems to be an illusion, and it will be empty in the end. The five sorrows and hatreds are returned alone, and the rugged journey is like a haze. The mountain stream is clear and shallow, and when I encounter it, I wash my feet. I pour my newly cooked wine, and the two chickens move closer. When I enter the room, it is dark, Thorns and firewood replace bright candles. Joy comes but the evening is short, and it has returned to the morning sun. 6. "Hermitage" (ancient poem) Author: Wang Ke The lush green covers the secluded path, and the flowers cover the wood door. The wind in the forest is desolate, and the mountain birds greet each other. Return. Humanity in ancient times was indifferent, and living in seclusion declined. I found a quiet place, and sat leisurely with the distant clouds flying. King Su Wang Changling lived in seclusion in a clear stream with a deep and unpredictable place, and there were only solitary clouds in his hiding place. The moon was dewed between the pines, and the clear light was still king. Mao There are flower shadows in the pavilion, and there are moss patterns in the pharmacy. When I leave, I see a group of luan and cranes in the Western Mountain.