Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Author: Ye Mengde Dynasty: Song Dynasty
The fallen flowers have danced before the style, and the yellow rain has been sent. Xiao Lai's courtyard is half red, but the sky is clear, with a thousand feet of hair. Yin will work hand in hand with you to make it perfect. Beauty doesn't have to gather moths' eyebrows, and I'm sentimental and helpless.
Translation:
Falling flowers have been dancing in the wind, and it is raining at dusk. In the early morning, half the yard was covered with residual red, and only spider silk was several thousands of feet long, floating and winding in the noble sky.
I warmly invited them to swim under the flowers, and frequently urged them to drink to enjoy this last spring. Beauty, please don't frown In the spring, the wine stopped and people dispersed. I was sentimental and didn't know how to get rid of my troubles.
2. What are the poems about "dance"? 1, dancing with a low heart and singing the bottom wind of the peach blossom fan.
-Yan's "Partridge Day". Note: I remember that year, you toasted with a jade cup in your hand, which was gorgeous and affectionate; I got drunk after one drink, and my face turned red.
Dance until the moon is on the roof, next to the treetops; Enjoy singing and making peach blossom fans. I'm exhausted. 2. After the dance, the skirt droops and the wine blushes.
-Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Home is Spring" Note: The sentence of "Dance" closely follows the voice of the previous sentence "Silk Spring" and writes songs and dances. The previous sentence focuses on * * * charm, and the name change focuses on * * * charm; The words "red" and "green" are the two most brilliant words in the whole word, which should be regarded as the genius of the whole word.
3, the red dragonfly learns to dance with a soft waist, and the spun dance clothes are dyed like palaces. -Yan's "Yulouchun Hong Kong Learn Soft Waist Dance" Note: * * Soft waist, dancing like a butterfly.
4. When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? -Interpretation of Lin Sheng's "Lin 'an Mansion": When did the singing and dancing of the West Lake stop in misty rain? Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
-Interpretation of Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow: The sound of silk and bamboo is endless, and the emperor never tires of watching dance. 6. Dance back to tea and gather green cymbals.
The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful. —— The article "Feeling Old and Feeling Old with Fifty Rhymes" Note: * * * The tea is turned over, which is beautiful.
7. Golden flowers fold the hood, and white horses come home late. Dance with wide sleeves, like a bird from the east.
-Li Bai's Koguryo Note: Dancing in white is like a bird. 8. Too many emotions are dancing in the evening, with the intention of slowing down the song. The wrist is too heavy, the waist feels awkward, the clothes are attracted by the wind, and the feelings are gently shaken.
Guan Qing Luo Jianhe, string surprised snow sleeve late. Sing one by one, and you will lose your hands and listen to music.
I am so sad, I am so sad. Stay at dusk and love this time.
-He Xun's "Maiko Poetry" Note: Beauty dances in the palm of your hand, which is beautiful. 9. There are beautiful women in the south, dancing with green waist.
In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Graceful as orchid, like Youlong.
The more gorgeous, the front flow stops, and Wu Ji stops white. The slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture bends to the end.
Low lotus waves, messy snow glory wind. When I fall, I look forward to it, and I want to repair it.
I just worry that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch the surprise. -Li Qunyu's "Green Waist" Note: Beauty dances gracefully, looks around and is full of coquetry.
The last sentence uses the words "fly" and "chase", which shows a vivid image of a beautiful woman dancing around her waist, just like blowing in the wind. Li Qunyu's "Green Waist" vividly reproduces the lightness and softness of the green waist, and lets the world know the dance of the green waist.
10. Plain muscle is innocent. You come to Yuli Yaochi at dawn. Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up.
Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance. It's still the same sentence: old fragrance is light powder, flowers are not like it, and people are haggard.
I want to call fairy Ling Bo. Boating, waves travel thousands of miles.
I'm only worried about looking back. The ice curtain is half covered, and the Ming Dynasty is falling. The shadow of the moon is sad, and the dew is scattered. Who leans on the small aperture?
* * * In Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and it is cold at night. -Notes on Lu Tong's Old Water Dragon Hidden: This image contrasts with the poet's haggard and noble image.
Although the snow heron is amphibious, it started and flew away, so the only thing left is the poet. The reason for starting is the cold night, which is very different from the day.
The poem about dance is 1. Dance back to tea and sing sad songs.
The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful. 2, waterspout Lutong old muscles are not dirty or naive, and Xiao Lai Li Yu Yao Chi.
Graceful and covered, full of beauty, very clean when making up. Too mobile to turn over, it's time to dance.
It's still the same sentence: old fragrance is light powder, flowers are not like it, and people are haggard. I want to call fairy Ling Bo.
Boating, waves travel thousands of miles. I'm only worried about looking back. The ice curtain is half covered, and the Ming Dynasty is falling.
The shadow of the moon is sad, and the dew is scattered. Who leans on the small aperture? * * * In Fang Meng, there are still amphibious snow herons, and it is cold at night.
3. Picking lotus and dancing in Gong Rui Pear Garden. Listen to Juntiandi's music and know him several times.
Struggle like a human being, picking a new biography of lotus. The waist of the willow is light, and the tongue of the warbler is squeaky.
Who is bound by the smoke of freedom? Helpless, the shift has been urged.
But driving in Cai Feng, Furong expected. May I accompany you to this party every year?
Watching Gong Sundaniang's disciple's swordsmanship: On October 19, the second year of Du Fu's reign, the Kuifu family watched the swordsmanship of Li Linying's Twelve Niangs, which was magnificent; Asked his teacher, he said, "I am also a disciple of Gong Sundaniang." In the fifth year of Kaiyuan, when I was a child, I recorded it while watching Gongsun Jianfa in Yancheng, and I made a clear file.
Since Gaochou Yichun and Liyuan Erjifang, they have been admired by people. Xiao is a dancer, but at the beginning, Sun was just a person. Jade looks gorgeous and white.
Today I am a disciple and a bandit. Since we can distinguish its origin, we can know the wave.
Generous, talk as a sword. Zhang Xu, a former Wu native, is good at cursive script and calligraphy. He often saw Gong Sundaniang dancing Xihe Sword in Yexian County. Since then, cursive calligraphy has improved and I am grateful, that is, Gongsun knows.
A few years ago, there was a beautiful Gongsun who danced her dagger from all directions. The audience is like a mountain lost between them, and the world moves back and forth with her movements.
As bright as a shot of nine days, as swift as a dragon on the front wing of an angel; She began to be like a thunderbolt, venting its anger and ending the shining calm like rivers and seas. But those red lips and pearl sleeves disappeared, and no one except this student smelled of her fame.
This beautiful woman from Linying, White God Town, still dances and sings happily. When we answer each other's questions, we sigh together and feel sad for the changes that have taken place.
There are 8,000 ladies-in-waiting in the harem, but none of them can dance short sword like Mrs. Sun. Fifty years later, the royal family fainted in the dusty cave with a flick of a finger.
The musicians in the pear orchard floated by like fog, and now one or two female musicians are trying to fascinate the cold sun. The golden millet piled nanmu has been arched, and the grass in Qutang Shicheng is bleak.
The song has been sung, the slow-string allegro has stopped, the joy is in full swing, the moon in the east rises, and the sadness follows. And I, a poor old man, don't know where to go. I must sharpen my feet towards illness and despair on a lonely mountain.
4. What is the poem about dancing? Dance with a low heart and sing the bottom wind of the peach blossom fan.
After the dance, the skirt hung green and the wine blushed. The red yarn learns to dance with a soft waist, and the spinning dress is dyed like a palace.
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.
Dance back to tea and sing sad songs. The lights in the hall are bright and the seats are beautiful.
The golden flower folds the hood, and the white horse returns late. Dance with wide sleeves, like a bird from the east.
(Li Bai's Koguryo) The new balcony building is singing and dancing. The sudden rush waved the shirt, revealing half a shoulder.
(Xue Neng's "Zhe Zhi Ci" The wind returns to the sleeve, and the day turns to flowers. Compassion promotes the column, but shadow removes the dangerous string.
(Wang Chang's Poems on Dance) Floating back to the light snow, Youlong laughed in surprise, lowered his hand, and the willows were weak, dragging his skirt sideways. (Bai Juyi's song of clothes and hats).
5. The poem "Dancing in a Jade Girl" about dance-Tang Taixuan's dance moves with the wind, and his singing sounds very rhyming.
Thousands of times I went to the music festival to write lyrics, and my eyes flowed into my temples like waves. Cao Yu's Nineteen Dances —— Tang Yuanzhen was so anxious to control the QingNong frequency that his dancing clothes were tied.
Affectionate solo, staggered sleeves. You can turn the wind back into snow.
Persistence is often complicated. "Changsha No.9 went to the East Building to watch the dance" —— Don Li Qunyu Part I: There are beautiful women in the south, dancing lightly.
In late autumn, the banquet is full of flowers. Graceful as Lan Diancui, Wan Ru Youlong leads.
The more gorgeous, the more beautiful. Second: the slow state can't be bad, and the complicated posture is over.
Low lotus waves, messy snow lingering in the wind. When I fall, I flow and I want to return to the air.
I just worry that I can't catch it, so I fly away to catch the surprise. "Dance of Chen * * *"-graceful Tang returns to the sky like a fly, and Lihua's sleeves are like jade.
* * * A self-taught dance, which broke the name of Jiangshan Army. Song and Dance-Don Li Shangyin stopped Yun Ge's bell and danced back into the snow.
As long as the monarch flows, he will be utterly defeated and ruined. Poetry of Harmonious Song and Dance —— In the Southern and Northern Dynasties, Yu Xin's bridal chamber was filled with flowers and candles.
Yan danced. Follow the footsteps.
In a low voice, loudly. Step by step.
This shirt is not finished yet. Luan returns to the mirror full.
Hegu city should be tilted. I went to school yesterday.
Trust is born in the world. "Hu-abstain from learning near school"-Tang Bai Juyi Hu, Hu.
The heart should be a chord and the hand should be a drum. Double sleeves and drums, snow floating back to dance.
Turn left and right, never tired. There is nothing like human beings. The wheels are slow and the whirlwind is late.
At the end of the Song Dynasty, he thanked the emperor again, and the emperor was slightly embarrassed. Hu out, out of the Shu family, came to Wan Libai.
The Central Plains has its own Hu Xuan, so it is better to fight for energy. Tianbao season wants to change, and everyone learns to change.
One of them is Taizhen Wailushan, and the two have the highest skills. The books in the pear garden are princesses and the golden roosters are children.
Lushan Hu Xuan fascinated your eyes, and the soldiers undoubtedly crossed the Yellow River. Princess Hu Xuangui has confused your heart, and she abandoned Ma Wei deeper.
From the earth's axis to the sky, it has been impossible for 50 years. Hu, Mo Kongwu, sing this song a few times and you will understand the Lord.
"Tian Meiren dances like a lotus in the north (this song was originally from the same city in the north)"-Tang Meiren dances like a lotus, which should not be seen by the world. Gao Tang's eyes are red, and there is no dance in the world.
This song was introduced to Han by Hu Ren, and all the guests were surprised and sighed. The slow face is full of fiber, and the light brocade flowers are lush.
When you roll up your sleeves, if it snows, you will blow a whirlwind from left to right. Pipa flute without turning, Huang Yunhe in Huamenshan.
Suddenly there was a sound of stuffing, and the white grass was cold and rustled. Over and over again, if god helps, see the old and see the new.
I just know, the song is incomparable, picking lotus and falling plum leaves makes me deaf. The world only learns to dance, how can it be so unrestrained?
"Dance"-Tang Liqiao's wonderful words travel to the golden valley and enjoy the stone city. Xiayi bench turns, flowers and snow move forward.
Qinfeng and Qing, the sound of returning to Luan should be elegant. If you don't want to be heavy, who will enjoy a light waist
"Dance"-Zhang Tang Hu Jingtai is a wonderful dance, and sex is semi-naked. When you twist your waist, your sleeves will fly.
The fog is light and red, and the wind is bright and purple. There are not many disciples in the world.
"Mantra Dance"-Tang Xiao Deyang leaned over and hugged Yu Pei, lifted his sleeves and brushed off Luo Yi. Doubt rises on the eaves, and snow flies like flowers.
"Dance"-Don Yang Xidao (Yang Shidao's works) 28 Like snow, three spring flowers are early. Branches turn into candles, a kind of oblique wind.
"chanting and dancing"-Tang Yu-Shi played countless strings in the south and returned to Luan with long sleeves. A couple should be harmonious, but they look like a mirror.
Dancing poetry-Xiao Yan's wrist weakness in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. The body becomes lighter and returns to the vertical.
It can be said that writing is self-satisfied. Fang Fang and Xin Zhou * * *.