Appreciation of five poems by Li Bai

# Poetry Appreciation # Introduction Li Bai-"Farewell to Baling" was sent to Baling Pavilion, where the water was colorful. There are no flowers in the ancient trees on the shore, but there are sad spring grass and lush tung trees on the shore. I asked the Qin people for directions, and the cloud was an ancient road among Wang Shen. The winding path of the ancient road, Chang 'an City, and Ziyun in the Purple Palace rose to cover the red sun. Just tonight when Song Jun heartbroken, although the oriole wan wan, sad heart, how can you bear to listen? The following is the appreciation of Li Bai's poems brought to you by KaoNet, hoping to help you!

1. Appreciation of Li Bai's poems

Two Poems of Li Bai-Sauvignon Blanc

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

A thin layer of frost shone like a small mirror on my cold cushion.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Lonely as a flower, rising from the clouds. Above, I saw the blue and deep sky.

Below, I saw the green and agitation of the water. The sky is high and the land is wide; My sadness flies painfully between them,

Can I dream of crossing the mountain gate? . Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.

The sun is full of flowers and smoke, the moon becomes very white, and people are sad and insomnia.

I won't play with the phoenix carving on the pillar. I thought I was afraid of touching Yuanyang after playing with Qin Shu.

This is a song full of feelings, but no one has passed it on. I hope it will be sent to the distant Yan.

I miss you in a distant place, outside the blue sky,

It used to be an eye, but now it's a fountain of tears.

If you don't believe in sword cutting, please come back and look in the mirror in front of me!

Author:

Li Bai (70 1-762) is certainly recognized as one of the greatest gifted poets in ancient China, and most people think that he is also a great poet. Originally from Longxi (now Gansu), he was born in Central Asia, but he lived in Shu as a teenager. In his heyday, he roamed the world, learned how to learn the sword, drank good wine in Ren Xia and laughed at the prince. He once offered sacrifices, but soon left and was exiled to Yelang (now Guizhou). In his poems, the imagination is "holding the moon in the sky", and the momentum is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky", which is really unparalleled. In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, people found the words "Linping Desert is like smoke" in Bodhisattva Man, Remembering Qin E and Qin E's Dream of Breaking Qin Louyue, and respected them as the ancestor of ci. Some people suspect that it was entrusted by future generations, and the lawsuit has continued so far. In fact, Li Bai's Yuefu poetry was the origin of ci, and Yuefu poetry always occupied a dominant position at that time. As for these two poems, which have always been called "the ancestors of one hundred generations of lyrics and songs", their styles are superb and their weather is broad. If it doesn't belong to Li Bai, whose work is good?

Precautions:

Ran Yan: The name of this mountain is Hang Ai Mountain, which is on Mongolian territory.

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"Sauvignon Blanc" belongs to Yuefu Zaqu, which often begins and ends with the word "Sauvignon Blanc". The whole poem is written sincerely, which makes people sad to read. The former seems to have a moral, and the latter is about women's yearning for their loved ones during the expedition.

2. Appreciation of Li Bai's poems

Li Bai-Song of Dingdu Lake

Yunyang went to war, and merchants on both sides of the strait were spared.

Why bother tugboat when the black ox rests on the moon?

Turbid water can't be drunk, and the pot pulp is half turned into soil.

When I sang the song to protect the governor, my heart burst into tears.

Ten thousand people cut stones, but they can't reach the river.

You look at Shi Mang, and you hide your tears and grieve for the ages.

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Li Bai (70 1-762) is certainly recognized as one of the greatest gifted poets in ancient China, and most people think that he is also a great poet. Originally from Longxi (now Gansu), he was born in Central Asia, but he lived in Shu as a teenager. In his heyday, he roamed the world, learned how to learn the sword, drank good wine in Ren Xia and laughed at the prince. He once offered sacrifices, but soon left and was exiled to Yelang (now Guizhou). In his poems, the imagination is "holding the moon in the sky", and the momentum is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky", which is really unparalleled. In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, people found the words "Linping Desert is like smoke" in Bodhisattva Man, Remembering Qin E and Qin E's Dream of Breaking Qin Louyue, and respected them as the ancestor of ci. Some people suspect that it was entrusted by future generations, and the lawsuit has continued so far. In fact, Li Bai's Yuefu poetry was the origin of ci, and Yuefu poetry always occupied a dominant position at that time. As for these two poems, which have always been called "the ancestors of one hundred generations of lyrics and songs", their styles are superb and their weather is broad. If it doesn't belong to Li Bai, whose work is good?

Precautions:

Song of Ding Duhu: A work called Song of Ding Duhu, the title of Yuefu's Song Wusheng. In the Song Dynasty's Records of Le Shu, Xu Kui, the son-in-law of Emperor Wu of the Southern Dynasties, was killed, and Ding Yun, the satrap, ordered people to arrange the funeral. When Kui's wife asked Ding about the funeral, she always sighed and said "Ding Duhu". Later generations called it Ding Du Lake District. Li Bai wrote about the sufferings of civilian workers on this topic, and sincerely called it "we can feel her feelings, even before she appeared".

Yunyang: Danyang County, Jiangsu Province today.

Wu Niu Chuan Yue: Buffaloes in Jianghuai area are afraid of heat, and they are suspected of breathing the sun when they see the moon.

Why bother: how difficult it is.

One: auxiliary words to strengthen the tone.

Mangshan: Mangshan and Dangshan, collectively called Mangshan, are in the northernmost part of Anhui today.

Appreciate:

The poet traveled between the Yangtze River and Huaihe River in the heat. When he saw the civilian worker taking pains to carry huge stones for the ruler, he expressed deep sympathy and wrote a call for it. Between the lines, we can see how resentful and angry the poet is to the ruler!

3. Appreciation of Li Bai's poems

Li Bai-Guan Shanyue

A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.

The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.

At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.

This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.

The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

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Li Bai (70 1-762) is certainly recognized as one of the greatest gifted poets in ancient China, and most people think that he is also a great poet. Originally from Longxi (now Gansu), he was born in Central Asia, but he lived in Shu as a teenager. In his heyday, he roamed the world, learned how to learn the sword, drank good wine in Ren Xia and laughed at the prince. He once offered sacrifices, but soon left and was exiled to Yelang (now Guizhou). In his poems, the imagination is "holding the moon in the sky", and the momentum is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky", which is really unparalleled. In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, people found the words "Linping Desert is like smoke" in Bodhisattva Man, Remembering Qin E and Qin E's Dream of Breaking Qin Louyue, and respected them as the ancestor of ci. Some people suspect that it was entrusted by future generations, and the lawsuit has continued so far. In fact, Li Bai's Yuefu poetry was the origin of ci, and Yuefu poetry always occupied a dominant position at that time. As for these two poems, which have always been called "the ancestors of one hundred generations of lyrics and songs", their styles are superb and their weather is broad. If it doesn't belong to Li Bai, whose work is good?

Precautions:

Guan Shanyue: the title of Yuefu Hengchui Song. Deng Bai: Today there is a Deng Bai in the east of Datong. Liu Bang, the Emperor Gaozu, led an army to fight against the Huns and was trapped for seven days.

Appreciate:

This poem describes the scenery of frontier fortress, the experience of garrison soldiers, the pain of turning to garrison soldiers and the homesickness of women. The description at the beginning is for rendering, paving the way for the back, and the focus is on the feelings caused by the moon. The poet's brushwork is bold and has made great progress.

The first four sentences of this poem mainly describe the vast frontier picture composed of three factors: Guan, Shan and Yue, and express the homesickness of the expeditioners. The middle four sentences specifically describe the war scenes, and the battlefield is fierce and cruel; The last four sentences are written to ask people to look at the edge of the land and miss their hometown, and then infer that their wives sigh at the tall buildings in the moonlight. These last four sentences are in the same style as "And you finally want to go home and now my heart is breaking" in the poet "Spring Thoughts". And Wang Changling's "Today is yellow dust, and its remains and bones are scattered in the grass" are synchronized with "and retired without a war".

4. Appreciation of Li Bai's poems

Li Bai —— Song of Lu Xuzhou, the Imperial Advisor of Lushan Mountain

I am like a chariot catcher, singing phoenix songs and laughing at Kong Qiu.

Holding a green jade stick in his hand, he bid farewell to the famous Yellow Crane Tower early in the morning.

All five holy mountains, no distance, according to a constant habit in my life.

Lushan Mountain stands beside Nandou, and the clouds stretch like nine screens.

Its shadow in the Crystal Lake deepens the green water. The Golden Gate Bridge leads to two mountains.

A silver stream hangs down to three stone bridges. Within sight of the huge tripod waterfall,

Back to the cliff, the mountain is green. A cloud in the morning light,

No birds can fly to Wu there. I climbed to the top. I look around the world,

The river is gone forever. The yellow clouds were blown away by the wind for hundreds of miles.

A snow peak is surrounded by a vortex of nine streams.

I like singing for the majestic Lushan Mountain, which thrives because of its scenery.

When looking at the stone mirror to purify the soul, Xie Lingyun's footprints were covered with moss.

I will take the elixir of life to eliminate the world and practice the three Dan and three products.

Watching immortals in colorful clouds, holding hibiscus in hand.

Immortals have met in nine days, and I hope to see you invite me to visit Taiwan.

author

Li Bai (70 1-762) is certainly recognized as one of the greatest gifted poets in ancient China, and most people think that he is also a great poet. Originally from Longxi (now Gansu), he was born in Central Asia, but he lived in Shu as a teenager. In his heyday, he roamed the world, learned how to learn the sword, drank good wine in Ren Xia and laughed at the prince. He once offered sacrifices, but soon left and was exiled to Yelang (now Guizhou). In his poems, the imagination is "holding the moon in the sky", and the momentum is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky", which is really unparalleled. In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, people found the words "a vast expanse of smoke and mist in the flat forest" in memory of Qin E's Bodhisattva Man and Qin E's Dream of Breaking Qin Louyue, and respected them as their ancestors. Some people suspect that it was entrusted by future generations, and the lawsuit has continued so far. In fact, Li Bai's Yuefu poetry was the origin of ci, and Yuefu poetry always occupied a dominant position at that time. As for these two poems, which have always been called "the ancestors of one hundred generations of lyrics and songs", their styles are superb and their weather is broad. If it doesn't belong to Li Bai, whose work is good?

Precautions:

Lu Xuzhou: A native of Tang Suzong, he was once the imperial adviser of the ancestral temple. Chu madman: refers to Lu Jieyu, a madman in the state of Chu. He once sang wildly in various places and advised him not to be an official. Two peaks: censer peak and double sword peak.

Emerald staff: A staff used by immortals.

Nandou: that is, the star of the stars.

Nine-fold screen: It describes the overlapping peaks, like a screen.

Indigo: cyan and black.

Jiudao: According to ancient geography, the Yangtze River flows into Xunyang and is divided into nine schools.

Xie Gong: It refers to Liu Song and Xie Lingyun.

Three-fold mind and soul: Taoist training term, which means to calm the mind.

Yujing: Taoism says that the Buddha of the Yuan Dynasty was above the heavenly heart and was called Jingshan.

Appreciate:

This poem came to Jiangxi from Hankou in the second year after the poet returned from exile. This poem not only describes the beauty and magic of Lushan Mountain, but also mainly shows the poet's wild and unruly character. The poet at that time had gone through a lot of hardships, and he was always unwilling to bow to the reality that tortured him. It is more urgent to seek immortality and learn Taoism.

The whole poem is rich in imagination and broad in realm, giving people magnificent aesthetic enjoyment. "All the five mountains are sacred, and there is no distance" can be used as a career pursuer.

5. Appreciation of Li Bai's poems

Li Bai-Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream

A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.

However, when the Vietnamese talk about Tianmu Mountain, they can still see it through clouds of different depths.

On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.

The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.

My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.

The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.

Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.

I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.

Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.

Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended.

Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.

God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. The stone gate is broken and ventilated in the deep pit of heaven.

An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace.

Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.

With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.

I move, my soul flies, and I wake up with a long sigh.

My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.

This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.

When will you return it when you leave, but let me raise a white deer on my green slope.

When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those high-ranking people?

A person who will never be seen with a sincere face.

author

Li Bai (70 1-762) is certainly recognized as one of the greatest gifted poets in ancient China, and most people think that he is also a great poet. Originally from Longxi (now Gansu), he was born in Central Asia, but he lived in Shu as a teenager. In his heyday, he roamed the world, learned how to learn the sword, drank good wine in Ren Xia and laughed at the prince. He once offered sacrifices, but soon left and was exiled to Yelang (now Guizhou). In his poems, the imagination is "holding the moon in the sky", and the momentum is like "how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky", which is really unparalleled. In the early years of the Northern Song Dynasty, people found the words "Linping Desert is like smoke" in Bodhisattva Man, Remembering Qin E and Qin E's Dream of Breaking Qin Louyue, and respected them as the ancestor of ci. Some people suspect that it was entrusted by future generations, and the lawsuit has continued so far. In fact, Li Bai's Yuefu poetry was the origin of ci, and Yuefu poetry always occupied a dominant position at that time. As for these two poems, which have always been called "the ancestors of one hundred generations of lyrics and songs", their styles are superb and their weather is broad. If it doesn't belong to Li Bai, whose work is good?

Precautions:

Yingzhou: One of the legendary Three Fairy Mountains on the sea, the other two are Penglai and the abbot. Tianmu: The mountain name is in the east of Xinchang County, Zhejiang Province. Chicheng: The mountain name is located in the north of Tiantai County, Zhejiang Province and the south of Tiantai Mountain. Jinghu Lake: Also known as Jianhu Lake, is located in the south of Shaoxing City, Zhejiang Province. Tongxi: The name of water is in the south of Sheng County, Zhejiang Province. Xie: Southern Dynasty poets Xie Gong and Xie Lingyun. According to the "Biography of Southern History Xie Lingyun", he "seeks mountains and must build dozens of heavy stones in the secluded mountains, so he is prepared to climb to the top. Always wear clogs, pull out your front teeth when you go up the mountain, and pull out your back teeth when you go down the mountain. " Jinyintai: refers to the residence of immortals. White deer: the legendary beast.

Appreciate:

Li Bai wrote this poem in the second year after he was excluded from Chang 'an, that is, in the fourth year of Tianbao (745), when he was preparing to go south from Donglu (now southern Shandong Province) to express his feelings for his friends. The whole poem is not only about dreams, but also about reality. Clever in conception and rich in imagination, it wonderfully interweaves myths and legends with reality. This is the poet's yearning for the immortal world after repeated setbacks, and he feels that only dreams are more worthy of nostalgia; However, dreams always wake up, and once they come into contact with reality, they can only shout "Oh, how can I solemnly bow and scrape to those who are officials and people in high positions". The whole poem is full of enthusiasm, full of feelings, completely free from the constraints of form, and only a great poet like Li Bai has such a magnificent momentum. The title of this poem is also "Don't be Dongdong".