I went out with a big smile. How can I be a person who has lived in the wild for a long time?
"Go out laughing, are we Artemisia people?" Li Bai is a typical unrestrained poet.
"Flying down three thousands of feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days" (Looking at Lushan Waterfall) is the masterpiece of Li Bai's forgetfulness.
"From a pot of wine among the flowers, I drank it alone. No one accompanied me until I raised my cup, and I asked the moon to bring me my shadow, so that the three of us could not drink, and my shadow marked me blankly; But for a while, I had these friends who cheered me up at the end of spring. I wander on the moon, I dance around. When you wake up, you have sex with each other, and when you get drunk, you break up. I will always swim tirelessly. " (The first episode of Loneliness under the Moon) shows his track of finding pleasure in life.
2. Li Bai's representative poems with different styles in different periods in his youth:
Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars into Wan Li. If the wind weakens, it can still lift away the turbulent current. -"Li Shangyong"
When I was young, I was full of ambition, and my poems showed great confidence.
In the prime of life: one day, I will ride the wind and waves and sail straight across the deep sea. -"It's hard to go"
Life is full of joy, never empty his golden cup at the moon. . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. -"into the wine"
After living in Chang 'an for a period of time, I am gradually disappointed with my political ambitions, but there is still a glimmer of hope.
Old age: I am a madman in Chu, singing a crazy song and arguing with Confucius. . Between the sky above and the sky below, the river is gone forever. . It's heartless to leave the world early —— "Lushan Folk Songs Send Lu's Empty Boat"
I totally devoted myself to seeking immortals and visiting Taoism, and gained insights from the mountains and rivers.
3. The seven poems expressing Li Bai's character look at the Lushan Waterfall, the Rizhao incense burner gives birth to purple smoke, and overlooking the Qianchuan Waterfall.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. The four wonders, early release of Baidicheng's resignation from Baidicheng, and a thousand miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man. Wang Bai was about to go by boat when he heard singing on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Gu Wu Yong Zhu Luo Shanxi Shi Yue Xi female, from Zhu Luo Mountain.
Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness. She moved the green water in the stream near Bianxi, as leisurely as clear water.
It is rare to see her smile and show her white teeth, because she is reflected in a weak voice. Gou Jian, the King of Yue, collected national colors and raised eyebrows at the history of Wu.
She was loved by the king of Wu and placed in the palace of the Children's Palace. Wu was defeated, and Wu never returned for a thousand years.
Farewell to Meng Haoran, an old friend on his way to Yangzhou, said goodbye to the Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. Sailing alone in the blue mountains, only the Yangtze River flows in the sky.
The dangerous building of Wuqishan Temple is 100 feet high, so you can pick the stars with your bare hands. Standing here, I dare not speak loudly for fear of disturbing the gods in the sky.
Yuefu Jingye thinks that the foot of the bed is so bright. Could it have been frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Looking at Tianmen Mountain, Tianmen Mountain interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward. The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain, birds fly high, and lonely clouds go to leisure alone. You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes.
Seven wonders, a guest tour of Lanling, the wine is tulip, and the jade bowl is filled with amber light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
In Nanjing, I climbed onto the platform of Phoenix, which used to play here, so that this place was named after them, but now I have abandoned it to this desolate river. Martial arts flowers were laid on deserted paths, and the number of relatives and friends in the Jin Dynasty has become a famine.
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.
Five rules: send friends to Sichuan; It is said that Can Cong Road is rugged. The cliff rises abruptly from the face of the human face, and the qi rises with the rise of the horse's head.
Flowers-like trees cover the path of Qin Ruchuan, the river that flows around the river, and the capital of Shu. Your advance and retreat have been decided, and you won't be asked about the good Kun Pei.
Five methods of autumn climbing Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building Jiangcheng is picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies. Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Yuefu Xia Sai Qu June Tianshan snow, no flowers, only cold. Spring can only be imagined in the flute "Folding Willow", but it has never been seen in reality.
The soldiers fought the enemy in the golden drum during the day and slept in the saddle at night. I hope that the sword hanging around my waist can quickly pacify the border and serve my country.
Mountain soldiers go to the Great Northern Wilderness, and flax should be drunk in the south. It is a great honor to walk from one battlefield to another.
Holding Xue Hai rice, blowing sand to sleep. Why not break the moon and lift the pillow again?
Ma Rufeng, whip the bridge. Bend the bow to bid farewell to the moon, insert feathers and break the arrogance of the sky.
The array disappears, and the sea fog disappears. When he successfully drew Lin Ting, he was unique to Huopiao Yao.
White horse Kinsey, clouds of sand around the dream. This is a sad festival, and I remember the distant border town.
In autumn, the window of fireflies is full, and the moon frost is late. Destroy the leaves of plane trees and the branches of Xiao Sa begonia.
I never saw you, and I didn't know myself until I burst into tears. Sailu takes advantage of autumn, and the heavenly soldiers leave the Han family.
The generals are divided into tigers and bamboos, and the soldiers are divided into Wolongsha. With the bow shadow on the moon, Shuang Hu blows the sword flowers.
Jade can't get in, and young women don't grow up. The bonfire moves the desert and shines on the clouds in the spring.
Emperor Xian of Han raised his sword and called General Li. The soldiers are angry in the sky, and the drums are at the bottom.
Go ahead and bid farewell to the voyage at Jingmen Ferry. Soon you will be with people from the south.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. Flying under the moon, the sea clouds shine like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. The four wonders and the army crossed the white jade saddle, and the moonlight on the battlefield was cold after the war.
The drums and drums of Chengtou are still shaking, and the blood of the golden knife in the box is still wet. One of the seven wonders, I moved to Changsha and looked at Chang 'an in the west without seeing my home.
There was a flute sound of "Plum Blossom" from the Yellow Crane Tower, and another drop of plum blossom was seen on the river bank in May. A message to Master Meng Haoran: I salute you from the bottom of my heart. Your fame has risen to the sky.
In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead. Drunk moon, sage of dreams, bewitched by flowers, you turned a deaf ear to the emperor.
Gaoshan, how I long to reach you, that's all. The word Bodhisattva is quite flat, the forest is misty, and the Hanshan area is sad.
When the color enters a tall building, someone upstairs is worried. The jade steps stand empty, and the birds fly back in a hurry. Where is the return trip? The long pavilion is shorter.
Yuefu Nagato complained that Beidou was hanging in the West Building, and there was no firefly in the Golden House. Moonlight wants to reach Nagato Hall, so don't worry about the palace.
In Guidian, the long sorrow does not remember spring, and the golden house has autumn dust. Hanging in the clear sky at night, people take photos alone in Nagato Palace.
4. What poems reflect Li Bai's character? 1. This question is interesting, and its premise is:
First, Li Bai is a poet with distinctive personality; B, Li Bai's poems are like people, freely and accurately reflected in his poems; C. Li Bai's poems and songs are well-prepared, which can twists and turns or directly reflect his character;
2. The answers to the above three questions must be controversial in academic circles. For example, Gong Zizhen said: "The three religions cannot be combined, only the white road can be combined" (to this effect, please forgive me for not having time to prove it, because I quoted this sentence in 10), then the influence of the three religions can certainly not be summarized by a unilateral figure, including Confucianism, chic Taoism and super Buddha. I'm afraid it's hard to argue about the rest!
The questioner must not want to hold an academic seminar. Such questions will not be raised in formal academic discussions. Let's consider it universal. Here are some references:
1, one day I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up and cross the deep sea
Oh, let a brave man take risks where he wants to go. Spin a thousand silver coins and they will all come back!
(The above is original, hehe)
5. There are at least three ancient poems in Li Bai's works in different periods, which are Li Bai's representative works in different periods, namely "Listening to the Monks in Shu Playing Pipa", "The Monks in Shu Lifting the Blue Silk Pipa Box" and "Westbound Emei Mountain".
When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will. The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.
Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky. Appreciating these five laws is about listening to Qin and listening to a monk named Jun in Sichuan.
The first two sentences: "The monks in Shu went down to Emei Mountain in the west, carrying the box of green silk lute." It shows that this pianist came down from Emei Mountain in Sichuan.
Li Bai grew up in Sichuan, and the wonderful landscape in Sichuan nourished his magnificent soul and inspired his artistic imagination. Mount Emei appeared in his poems more than once.
He has always missed his hometown, and of course he is very kind to pianists from his hometown. Therefore, at the beginning of the poem, it means that the person who plays the piano is his own countryman.
"Luqi" was originally the name of a piano. In the Han Dynasty, Sima Xiangru had a piano named Luqi, which was used here to refer to a valuable piano. In just ten words, "A monk in the middle of Sichuan carries a violin case and goes down to Mount Emei in the west", which makes the musician graceful and expresses the poet's admiration for him.
Three or four sentences describe Shu monks playing the piano correctly. "Waving" is the action of playing the piano.
Ji Kang's Fu Qin said: "Boya waved and listened to the clock." This is where the word "wave" comes from.
"When I touch the strings, it brings me the breath of thousands of pines." These two sentences use the grandeur of the sound of nature to compare the sound of the piano, which makes people feel that the sound of the piano must be extremely powerful. "I heard him in Qingxi", literally speaking, means that after listening to the sound of the Shu monk's piano, a person's heart is like being washed by running water, carefree and happy.
But it has a deeper meaning, including an ancient allusion. Liezi? Tang Wen: "Boya is good at drumming, while Zhong Ziqi is good at listening.
Boya played the drums and the piano, aiming to climb the mountain. Zhong Ziqi said,' OK, I am as tall as Mount Tai!' Determined to manage water, Zhong Ziqi said, "Well, the ocean is like a river!" "This is the story of' high mountains and flowing water'. Through the medium of music, it expresses the feelings of the monks in Sichuan and their own bosom friends. The word "I heard him in the purified stream" is subtle and natural. Although allusions are used, it is not difficult, which shows Li Bai's superb language skills.
The following sentence "ringing into the frost bell" is also a classic. About the Frost Bell by Shan Hai Jing? Sun Yat-sen's classic: Fengshan ... for nine minutes, it was frost. "
Guo Pu's note: "The first frost rings, so you know what it says." The word "frost bell" points out the season, which echoes the following "cloudy autumn and sky"
"The lingering sound into the frost bell" means that after the music stops, the lingering sound is integrated with the temple bell at dusk. Liezi? Does Tang Wen have a "lingering sound"? , three days. "
In Song Dynasty, Su Dongpo used "reverberation" to describe Dong Xiao's reverberation in thousands of feet's Fu on the Arm. This is the imagination of fascinated listeners who are immersed in artistic enjoyment after the music ends.
The same is true of "ringing into the frost bell". The crisp and smooth sound of the piano gradually fades away. When the bell rings at dusk, I realize that it is too late: "But I don't feel the change, although the mountains are getting dark, the gloomy autumn is full of the sky."
After listening to monk Shu playing the piano, the poet looked around. I don't know when it started, the castle peak was covered with dusk, and the gloomy autumn clouds overlapped and covered the sky. How time flies! There are many excellent works describing music in Tang poetry.
Bai Juyi's "Pipa Journey" describes the high and low sound of the pipa with the words "like a plate of jade pouring beads", which shows the unique dense and changeable sound effect of the pipa. Li Qiyou, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem "Listening to An Wanshan Playing the Reed Flute", which described the changes of music tunes in different seasons and different scenery, and appealed the auditory feeling to the visual image, and achieved good artistic effects.
The uniqueness of Li Bai's poem in describing music is that there is no other metaphor to describe the sound of the piano except "Wan", but it focuses on the feelings when listening to the piano and the emotional communication between the player and the listener. In fact, the phrase "the breath of a thousand pines" is not a purely objective description. The poet's association from the sound of piano to the sound of pines and mountains and valleys is based on his own subjective feelings.
Rhyme pays attention to leveling, antithesis and strict meter. However, Li Bai's five laws are extremely fresh and lively, which seems to be effortless at all.
In fact, no matter the conception, conception, knot, turn, or antithesis and allusion, it has been arranged skillfully, but there is no trace. This natural artistic beauty of "clear water produces hibiscus, natural carving" is more touching than all sculptures.
The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran's old friend on his way to Yangzhou, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
This poem was written by Li Baichu when he lived in Anlu. Li Bai, who just finished his trip to wuyue in the south of the Yangtze River, met Meng Haoran, who is twelve years older than him. They hit it off, and when they sent Meng Haoran to Yangzhou, Li Bai wrote this masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages.
Dynamic situation and broad artistic conception are the most prominent features of this poem. The Yellow Crane Tower is located in Jiangxia, hundreds of miles away from Guangling (now Yangzhou, Jiangsu). The poet lifts his weight easily, and Chu people and Wu Tiandu are included in just four poems.
In the first sentence, my friend Meng Haoran bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower and began to sail eastward. In the second sentence, he described the beautiful scenery of friends walking along the river in March. The last two sentences, the solitary sail hidden at the end of the blue sky and the river connected with the sky, are like an invisible rope, which narrows the distance between the Yellow Crane Tower and Yangzhou in the readers' minds and makes this poem describe and contain a vast space. Every sentence in this poem uses a verb: "Ci", "Xia", "Jin" and "Liu", which shows the chronological relationship from different angles (traveler and sender) and gives people a sense of fluidity. The verb itself brings momentum to the poem, making the whole poem magnificent and magnificent, showing a profound and lofty artistic conception.
The reason why this farewell poem can be so magnificent and profound is not only the poet's talent, but also its objective reasons. The Yellow Crane Tower in Tang Dynasty is located on the West Yellow Crane Rock in Wuchang (now the bridgehead of Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge in Wuchang). It is surrounded by mountains and waters, and can climb the building on all sides. The railing can reach thousands of miles away, so it is called "the first building in the world".
Boarding a boat to bid farewell to Fujian is enough to strengthen people's hearts. This is one of them. Not long after Li Bai's trip to the south of the Yangtze River ended, "Fireworks going down to Yangzhou in March" may have his own experiences and feelings. At this time, when a friend goes down to Wuyue and Guangling, it will naturally remind him of Guangling, because Wuyue is in his chest.
In this way, the poet's poems can travel across Wu Chu, so that he can show a variety of weather.
6. About Li Bai's classic poem 1, the most desolate scenery description poem: how the water of the Yellow River moved out of heaven and entered the ocean, never to return.
2. The most confident poem: I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back all! ! 3, the most arrogant and unruly poem: Laughing and going out, my generation is Artemisia! 4. The most helpless poem: The road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan. 5. The most popular sad poem: But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, it is even more sad to raise a glass.
(Gu Long's favorite quote) 6. The most subtle landscape description poem: the clouds are dark and the rain is dark, and the stream is light and foggy. 7. Poetry has become a classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people.
8. The most soul-stirring landscape description poem: It flies down three thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. 9. The most tearful poem: It's embarrassing to drift away, and I can't eat it after three thanks.
10, China people are most familiar with the most classic poem: My foot of the bed is so bright, will it have frosted? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
1 1, the most lyrical poem: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. 12, the most embarrassing poem: ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountain and laugh without answering his heart.
Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world. 13, the most romantic and affectionate poem: I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
14, the purest poem: When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. 15, the most melancholy poem: the grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into moss.
When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago. 16, the most heroic poem: ah, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to those high officials who will never be seen with sincere faces! 17, the richest poem: spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all back! .
18, The Most Killing Poem: Xiangyun Paixiao Array, Killing He Changhong. 19, the most chic poem: The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart.
20. The noblest poem: Luo Wei curled up, as if someone was opening, and the moon was straight in, with no intention of guessing. 2 1, the poem that most violates the party's ethnic policy and is not conducive to building a harmonious society: the enemy can be destroyed, the head can be destroyed, and the intestines are involved in blood.
Hanging in the sky, with beard and purple plug buried. Hu Wuming, Han Daochang.
22. The poem that we changed badly: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard the cry for help in the water and jumped with a splash. He picked it up and saw that it was Wang Lun. 23. The noblest and most self-rewarding poem: whitewashing the pipa.
24. The most ambitious poem: The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky. In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows through Yumenguan from thousands of miles away. 25. The most artistic poem-Lanling is full of wine and nectar, and the jade bowl is full of amber light.
But it's not just a foreign land that intoxicated the host. 26. The most carefree poem-Li Bai's drinking poem 100, sleeping in a restaurant in Chang 'an.
The son of heaven didn't get on the boat and claimed that I was Brewmaster! 27. The bleakest poem: the west wind setting the sun, the tomb of the Han family. 28. The most helpless poem: Friends in the circle of friends take time off, and jade is empty.
(Otherwise, there is a saying, "The scenery is not good at present, and Cui Hao writes poems on it.". 29. The most backbone poem: Swear not to bow down to serve the powerful, and those who suffer losses will never show an honest face.
30. The most obscene poem: The beauty is coming, and the eyes are full of flowers. When a beauty goes, she stays on the bed, and the embroidery on the bed is not rolled up. It has been fragrant for three years. People don't come until the fragrance goes out.
Acacia yellow leaves fall, white dew moss. 3 1, the fastest poem: ten steps to kill one person, a thousand miles to stay! 32. The poem most in line with Jin Yong's setting: three cups of spit promises, five mountains are light. 33. The most free and easy poem: Two people blossom in the mountains, one cup after another.
I'm so drunk that I'm going to sleep. Ming Dynasty is going to play the piano. 34. The most profound poem: The sober man and saint in the old days were forgotten, and only the drinker kept his name.
35. The most affectionate poem: You are a radish grass and your concubine is a dodder flower. A hundred feet away, lingering into a family. 36. The most philosophical poem: Today people don't see Gu Yue, but this month they took photos of the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon. 37. The simplest poem: The fire shines on the heavens and the earth, and the red star is in chaos.
On the night of the moon, copper smelters sang, and their songs resounded through the cold valley. 38. The most lovesick poem: autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright.
When the fallen leaves gather and disperse, Western jackdaw in the west will be surprised, and lovesickness will know when to meet. At this time, this night is embarrassing! 39. The most exquisite landscape description poem: Clouds are dark because of rain, and streams are light because of fog. 40. The most heroic poem: One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight and cross the deep sea.
("It should be that the fairy got drunk and smashed the white clouds." The sentence is also heroic enough) 4 1, the most tearful poem: It's a pity that you are drifting away from your mother, and you can't eat it after three thanks.
42. The most fascinating poem: I pulled out my dagger, and I peeped in four directions in vain. (seems to want to cut people? ) .43. The most error-prone poem: But for a period of time, I still had these friends, which made me happy at the end of spring.
44. Poetry has become the most classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people. 45. The saddest poem: From from a pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone. No one is with me.
46. The most stretching poem: "The mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness". (Much like Du Fu's "The stars come down from the clearing and the moon comes up from the river". Hu Yinglin in Ming Dynasty seems to have compared these two sentences and thought that Du Fu's poems were "too strong" and slightly inferior to Shi Li.
I personally prefer the phrase "the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness". ) 47. I like Li Bai's poem best: a strong woman in the business world doesn't know how to forget her country and hate her, and wants to sing "Flowers in the backyard cross the river".
48. The most spectacular poem: I climbed to the top. I look around the world, and the vast rivers are gone forever. The sky is grey and windy, and the river flows like a snow-capped mountain.
49. My favorite poem: Let me sing a song for you! Please listen to me. 50. The most generous poem: five flowers, a golden jubilee, hand-delivered to teenagers, in exchange for good wine.
7. To describe the most desolate scenery in Li Bai's classic poems: how the water of the Yellow River goes out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return.
The most confident poem: I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, come back all! ! The most arrogant and uninhibited sentence: laugh at the sky and go out, are we Artemisia people? The most helpless poem: The road is long, but it's Xiu Yuan. However, since the water is still flowing, although we use the sword to cut it, it is most in line with Jin Yong's plan to spit out three cups of Xu, and the five mountains are lighter in sad poems, raising a glass to eliminate sorrow.
Fang De and his son quoted how beautiful she looked, opened the poem "Pearl Window" that Li Bai used to pick up girls, and then sat there frowning deeply. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.
The most exquisite landscape description: clouds are darkened by the darkness of rain, and streams are pale by the pallor of fog. Poetry has become a classic idiom: one person's strength is above ten thousand people.
The most thrilling description of the scenery: the flying stream goes straight down to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. The loneliest feeling: until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon, which brought me my shadow and made us three most puzzling sentences. I pulled out my dagger and peeped at the most tearful poems in four directions in vain: This is a shame, drifting from mother to mother, you can't eat three thanks.
China people are most familiar with the classic poem: There is such bright light at the foot of my bed, is there frost already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
The most artistic poem: the mountain is flat and primitive, and the river winds through the wilderness. The saddest sentence: I pulled out my dagger from a pot of wine among the flowers, and when I was drinking alone, I peeped in four directions in vain. No one accompanied me, it was the most wretched one: when a beautiful woman came, it was full of flowers, and when she left, she stayed in bed, embroidered and rolled up. So far, I have never been tired of hearing Yu Xiang's most artistic poems for three years, only Jingting Mountain.
The most ambitious: kill one person in ten steps and stay a thousand miles away! The brightest sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the bloodiest ones prepare themselves with their teeth and fangs, killing people like hemp. The most backbone is to swear never to bow down to serve the powerful, the least to suffer is a sincere face, and the most helpless is a sincere face. Cui Hao wrote a poem about the strongest life. He drank wine and climbed the stairs.
The most insincere: sigh. The most depressing poem: Big Pengfei, eight generations of shock, heaven is powerless to destroy.
The afterwind excited me. I swam with the help of mulberry trees. Later generations have this story, Zhong Ni died, who cried! The most Bai Juyi style: Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
The most ambitious: the bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, and in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, the wind blows through Yumen Pass from thousands of miles away. The most sensational: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
The most embarrassing thing: ask Yu why he lives in the blue mountain, and smile without answering his heart. Peach blossoms are opening, and it is another world.
The most romantic and affectionate: I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset. The purest: when you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood.
Most resentful: the grass in your north is blue as jade, and the mulberry here is curved and green. When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.
The bleakest west wind setting sun, the most heroic cloud of Han tombs: Ah, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking officials whose sincere faces will never be seen! Helpless poem: when friends take time off, jade looks empty. The richest sentence: spin 1000 pieces of silver, all come back! .
Most bloodthirsty: Xiangyun lives in the dawn array, and He Changhong is bloodthirsty. The most chic: The Yellow River falls into the East China Sea, and Wan Li writes it in his heart.
The most sublime: the curtains are rolled up, as if someone is pulling them open, and the moon is coming in directly, with no intention of guessing. Other widely circulated poems, two people fall in love, one cup after another.
I'm so drunk, I'm going to bed. When the Ming Dynasty first arrived, it snowed at night. What a lovely piano locked in a bright mirror! Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and go fishing tomorrow. Acacia knows when to meet. At this time, it is embarrassing to know that the soldier is the murder weapon. Pulling out my dagger's face, I peeped around in the void mountain, and the peach blossom pool was deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun's affair. I brushed my clothes and hid them, and the apes on both sides of the strait cried. The canoe has passed Chung Shan Man. I sang. The moon encouraged me, and my dance was chaotic.
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, sail straight up, ride the wind across the deep-sea Dapeng, and soar nine Wan Li! We all hold high our yearning for the distance and want to go to the sky to embrace the sun and the moon. Since yesterday, I have to leave Bolt and me behind. It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.