What is Wang Bo's poem?

Lead: Although the life of Wang Bo, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, was short, his poetic talent was excellent. Let's get to know it together!

1, bid farewell to the viceroy, and go to Shuzhong for his post.

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Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.

We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.

After all, the world is just a small place.

If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.

2. Eight Immortals Trail

Xi's center is eight, and Yan Song swims nine immortals.

Help Luo peep at the fog, climb the forest and lean on the clouds.

Lu 'an, representing the north, arrived, and cranes in western Liaoning rode around.

Finally, I hope to get rid of the dust net and know the sky with my wings.

3. "Tang Shaofu of Baixia Post Office"

The next post is poor, and the food year is long.

Get to know each other early, but stay in your arms.

The night in Pulou is low, and the country road is isolated from the wind and smoke.

How to get there? Chang 'an is near Japan.

4. "Don't Xue Hua"

There are many difficult roads ahead, and only one person found his way in a hurry.

On the way of thousands of miles of frustration, lonely cold will destroy life, but a hundred years of body.

Thoughts are wandering and life is short.

Go or stay, it will be another person in the dream.

5. Long Willow

In the morning, you smoke a cigarette, and in the evening, you rest in Yun Guan.

The evening breeze is clear and the valley is near, and the new moon shines in Wan Cheng.

The firewood in the suburbs sings back, and the golden fishing song returns.

I didn't meet the guests, and because of this, I eased my sadness.

6. Return to the suburbs in spring

Leisure and hey, take a staff member to Yanquan.

The grass is green for the new belt, and the elm is green for the old money.

Fish beds invade the shore water, and birds travel into the mountains.

Going to the mansion again, flowers and trees are full of spring fields.

7. "Spring Banquet Garden Enjoying Rhyme"

The cold light in the emperor is exhausted, and the gods look forward to spring.

Plum blossoms in England fall late, and willow spots surprise the first leaves.

Flowing water draws strange tricks, and clouds collapse and disperse fragrance.

Qingzun is not empty. I'm glad to meet you for the time being.

8. "Spring outing"

The guest thinks endlessly, and the tears are doubled in spring.

Today, under the flower tree, I can't feel the love of years.

9. Spring Garden

Two nights in the mountain spring and one garden in the spring.

Still drunk for a thousand days, * * * for a hundred years.

10, Chunzhuang

Lanyedao is in the mountains, and Liyuan is outside the city.

I'm afraid of being quiet, and I can't feel the birds singing.

1 1, "Spring in the City"

The mountains and rivers are close, and the scenery is new at the beginning of the sunny day.

There are flowers and willows all over the mountains and there is no Yichun.

12, Looking for Winter Suburbs

Guimi rock white, pear leaves red.

Gao Jiang's cold hope was exhausted, and he returned to see the sign of the tent.

13, "Spring Garden with Wine"

Throw it under the mountain pavilion and carry the wine river beam.

Shaanxi water paints a long mirror, and high flowers send incense.

Many songs are like songs, and butterflies dance.

Drunk naturally, not just thinking about the light of the year.

14, "Leave Beijing to immerse yourself in the windy day"

In the emperor, the golden stems go, and the pillars that help the wind come.

The mountains and rivers have not gone, and the road is long.

15, Watching the Buddhist Temple

The lotus is full of beauty, and the pine cliff is full of holy toes.

The old gold trace is shallow and the land is long and sparse.

Decadent China is facing a curve, and the shadow is thrown away.

* * * she yuan, Russia regards the city as empty.

16, Huaixian is in view.

The jade shelf is hidden, and the old traces of Jintan are lost.

Take the flowers to Zixi, and step on Qingxi under the leaves.

The dew is still like milk, and the stone pulp is still like mud.

Why climb a ladder when you can turn into wings?

17, Two Miscellaneous Poems on a Cold Night

( 1)

The smoke in Beishan began to be boundless, and the frost in Nanjin was gray.

In autumn, there is no doubt about the guest's mind, and it begins at midnight.

(2)

The courtyard is wide open, and the autumn wind and bright moon shine on Jiang Lai.

The old friend gave a banquet because of love and turned a blind eye to each other.

18, Sleepwalking Fairy

Servant on the river, trace on the side.

There is a pair of spirits in the middle of the night.

I climbed to the first place, but I crept back.

Electric strategy drives the dragon lantern, and the smoke path is embarrassing.

Take the moon to wear a gold medal, even the stars will solve Joan Pei.

It is easy to go back to Russia, but it is difficult to swim again.

Loneliness and reverie, qi zhou is a relic.

Vulgarity is not my hometown, why not let the dust fly?

Huaixian 19

Hecen has a strange way, and Linzhou is rich in immortals.

Ziquan Shuzhu Liquid, Xuanyan Liedanpa.

I've always wanted to put on a dust net and climb on the cloud car.

Love is extremely lonely, and the phoenix is tired.

This road is close to Peng Ying, which means it is only a bright spot in the market.

Sitting idly and gloomily is empty on the river.

20. Ji Chun

The guest's heart is tired for thousands of miles, and the spring is once.

I also hurt the North Garden and saw the fallen flowers flying.

2 1, Farewell

The guest's heart hangs on the road, and the wanderer is tired of the river.

Lotus is quiet, and the night window is cold.

Don't hate the sound of the piano, the scenery is in joy.

It is better to feel that mountains and rivers are far away and it is difficult to travel far.

22. "Wei Bing Cao"

Sign up for the wild age, don't be miserable.

The floating smoke of Sichuan Ji converges, and the mountains are bright and shining.

The eagle wind withered the late leaves, and the cicada dew cried the autumn branches.

The pavilion is far away and the clouds are far away.

We know that autumn night brings tears, so we hold hands with Chunchao.