What are the ways of writing in poems?

The road is long and long, and I will search up and down. ----Qu Yuan

There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. ----Lu You

The road of life is now consistent, and my heart is at ease everywhere. ----Zhang Xiaoxiang

There is no rain on the mountain road, and the sky is green and people's clothes are wet. ----Wang Wei

The road to the east of my hometown is long, and my sleeves are full of tears. ----Cen Shen

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. ----Du Mu

Don’t worry, there is no one in your life. No one in the world knows you. ----Gao Shi

The wine and meat in Zhumen smells bad, and there are frozen bones on the road. ----Du Fu

The flowers on the fragrant trees are falling without anyone, and the birds are chirping all the way up the spring mountain. ----Li Hua

On the Danshan Road where the tung flowers bloom, the young phoenix is ??clearer than the old phoenix. ----Li Shangyin

After the war, the countryside was deserted, and the flesh and blood were scattered on the road. ----Du Fu

You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow. ----Cen Shen

BMW cars are full of fragrance on the road. ----Xin Qiji

Forty-three years, I still remember the beacon fire on Yangzhou Road. ----Xin Qiji

There is not much way to get to Pengshan Mountain, and the bluebirds are diligent in visiting----Li Shangyin

The snow is clear and the clouds are scattered, the north wind is cold, and the road to Chu River and Wushan Mountain is difficult. ----Jia Zhi

Thirty years of fame and fortune are dust and dirt, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. ----Yue Fei

Inaction is on the wrong track, and the children will be stained by the towel. ----Du Fu

Being a wild old man has no responsibility, and the homeless people on the road will eventually be tempted. ----Lu You

I often sell Guhou melons on the roadside, and Mr. Liu in front of my door. ----Wang Wei

Every year I see off guests on Hengtang Road, and the drizzle falls on my painting boat. ----Fan Chengda

The green mountains are winding and there is no way. Suddenly, thousands of sails are reflected. ----Wang Anshi has to go to wait for warmth. There is a road in front of the door. ("Night Sitting")

The old road in Qingshan is here, and I return home drunk. ("Farewell to Mr. Bai") Xu Ning

Although his wife is the emperor, she is the emperor and has no relatives. ("Book History") Liu Deren

The way out is the boat, and the official is a slave. ("Gift to the Master of the Salt Official") Shi Jianwu

There are many roads in thousands of miles, and the sky and the earth are narrow. (See Zhang Wei's "Host and Guest Picture" by Bao Rong)

The mules and camels arrived in the clouds, and the tigers pulled up the debris in the snow. ("Road to Shu") Lu Yanrang

Jiuquguancai secretly fights for the road, and the four seas are fighting against each other with different intentions. ("Chronicle") Shen Bin

Throwing silk over a long distance. ☆Yan Zhenqing's Seven-Character Couplet

It is difficult to tell when looking at the eyelashes of a leek, a mosquito, or a mosquito. ☆Jiaoran

A harmonious sentence in a dream: I have traveled far back to my homeland (Shansou), and I can see endless distances in the spring breeze. (Ren Jie

In the palace, spring grass grows on the chariot road, and flowers bloom in the forest. No matter how high you are, no courtiers know. Li Ang

Princess You Changning flows out of the second cup of the pool Fifteen poems: I walked lazily on the Tiantai Road, but climbed to the Difeishan Mountain. The secluded rocks are full of fairy osmanthus, and I climbed wildly today. Therefore, the grass on the roadside is less than the dust on the clothes. Nie Yizhong

Xianghe Song Ci·Zhaojun Ci: If the Han Palace is far or near, the road is on the sandy road and you will not be able to return until you die. How can anyone look south? Dai Shulun

Xianghe Songs·Three Poems of Resentment When you say goodbye, the flowers illuminate the road, and the weeping leaves behind you must be timely. Zhaojun complains that the border city is thousands of miles away, and it is difficult to travel through thousands of mountains. When you raise your head, you can only see the moon. Where is Chang'an? The willows are folded on the platform, and the spring grass is on the roadside. Cui Guofu

Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Ji Nange tells the story of Nancheng, the dusty Jingmen Road, and the beast hunter walks up to Fan Ji's tomb in the cold weather. p>

Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Xiao Changqianqu The moon is darkening the lake breeze, and the rivers and lakes are singing endlessly, knowing that they are in this pond.

Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Building the City. Qu Wujie said that it is necessary to work hard to build the city, but there are many possible routes for thieves. Yuan Zhen

In the early years, the gentle wind blew up the sky, and the ropes and branches were not soft. , I am tired of leaking. Chen Shuda

The stone moss of the East River should be able to be trampled, and the green stream is easy to climb. I will return by singing in the moonlight. Li Chushi went to the east stream, and the road was getting better. The spring wine in the mountains was ripe, so where could he stop? , looking at each other in silence. Lu Zhaolin

Answered Lu Li: How much wine can be made from pine leaves in spring?

Zhang Jiuling