The poem about feeling beauty is 1. Poems about feeling beautiful need seven-word quatrains.
The thread in the hand of a kind-hearted mother makes clothes for her wayward son.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless.
Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home.
Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing. Tang; Li Bai's three-five-seven-character poems
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
Affectionate but always heartless, but I don't think I can laugh before I die.
The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. Tang; Du Mu's Farewell
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled
The moon is slanting and the autumn wind is cold. Will an old friend come tonight? Teach people to stand up and face the shadow of phoenix tree. Wutongying in Lv Dongbin
Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. Zhang Qin is leaving people.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse
Red bean trees grow in the south, and they will grow many branches in spring. I hope you will take more trouble. This is a symbol of our love. Wang Wei's Acacia
I know very well that this kind of love will not have any result, and it is clear that it does not hinder melancholy. Untitled Li Shangyin
A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er
Know what I mean, sympathize with you, you must ask for it. Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow
The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"
A face of slow smile, looking at each other with infinite affection. Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Song; Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.
Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth
The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. Zhu's Camellia
If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon
Before the day is old, I can't get rid of my feelings. My heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot inside. Zhang Sheng's Chitose
Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case * Yuanxi
If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court. Qinguanque bridge
Tender as water, the ceremony is like a dream.
Affectionate since ancient times, good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"
Love is blind. Huang Ming Hangzhou folk poetry anthology
Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions
Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"
Hold your hand and grow old together.
Mountains have trees, and trees have branches.
My heart lives for yours.
Looking for her in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light.
Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later.
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
Since ancient times, I have been affectionate and hate-free, but this endless sadness is endless.
I will never regret the widening of my belt, and I will languish for those who have disappeared.
Ask what love is in the world and teach people to live and die together.
Between water and water, there are no words.
You are a rock, my concubine is a reed, and the reed passes through like silk, and the rock does not turn.
The mountain has no edges, and the world is close, but I dare to break with you.
Want to spend the rest of my life with you.
Kindness is hard to tie the knot.
Don't blame nature for playing tricks on people.
I just sigh that beautiful women are too thin.
My heart is broken.
The shallow edge and the deep edge are all caused by heaven.
I only want to be together in this life.
In exchange for the afterlife.
If there is love, the horizon is close at hand.
Ruthless is far away.
There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't give up a forest for a tree.
In heaven, I wish I were a wing bird, growing together on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..
2. Beautiful poems. Beautiful poem
The years are quiet and the night is gentle.
How dare I grow old before you come? The past is dark, the color is clear and bright. After years of sorrow and joy, it is as clean as a mirror and as quiet as washing.
If I am white-haired and my face is withered, will you still hold my hand and be gentle? I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm passionate about it. what can I do? I am as beautiful as flowers and jade, and finally I get lost, like water passing by.
When I hold your sleeve and your hand, my life will be given to you. I will live and die. If you can be happy and stable in this life, who wants to be displaced? A plum tree in front of Bai Yutang, for whom?
Only the spring breeze cherishes each other the most, once a year. A bridge is called helplessness; A river, called Forgetting River.
On the banks of Sansheng Stone, Iraqis are still there. I am willing to accompany you to laugh three thousand times and leave without regrets; Remembering beauty as jade, sword as rainbow, breaking vanity; Unfortunately, Hong Fei has tried his best to worry about every word, and it is hard to think about it.
Between the flowers and the moon. He smiled and drank Meng Po soup.
She doesn't cry for beauty! And the rain is invincible, and the world is worried. If there is an afterlife, the beautiful city has no other shore, and the soul is still in Sichuan. I don't know the smoke and waves when I am drunk, and I don't know the cold lights in my dreams.
Flowers and leaves don't meet for a thousand years, and the fate is touching, and the flowers are endless, and the Buddha sighs at my heart. -Manzhu Shahuazeng, hold your hand and tell Zicheng that it's just smoke; Once, life and death were rich, and I grew old with my son, but it was fruitless; Deep in the world of mortals, I was robbed and taken away, but my heart was already scarred; Within the three realms, who did you cross, who shed tears, and mistakenly believed in the upper edge of Sansheng Stone.
That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not to understand, but to find a trace of your breath. That January, I turned all the chakras not to cross over, but to touch your fingerprints.
That year, I kowtowed and held dust, not to worship Buddha, but to stick to your gentleness. At that time, I traveled all over the mountains, not for the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
"That Me" Cangyang Jiacuo who took my hand and gathered my half-life madness; Who, kiss my eyes, cover my half-life displacement; Who touches my face and soothes my half-life sorrow? Who, with my heart, melted my half-life frost; Who, holding my shoulder, drives me to be silent all my life. Who, call my heart, cover up my life.
Who abandoned me and left me alone? Who can understand me and let me have no regrets in this life? Who can help my arm, unparalleled through the ages; Who can pour my heart, an inch of land is empty; Who can bury me and laugh at the emptiness of heaven and earth? My heart is crazy. Yi, cover my lips and dispel my past life; Yi, hold my arms, except for my frivolous past life.
Hold your hand and accompany you crazy; Kiss your eyes deeply and stay with you forever. Holding your hand, * * * you have weathered all your life; Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
I, holding your hand, take away all your life; I, caressing my neck, will protect you from the storms of your life. Here, hold the child's hair and hold the child for a lifetime; Here, hold your hand and go to a world of love; Once, in the name of the holy father, you were saved from sorrow all your life; Zeng, with my love, I wish you peace in your life! You say that spring is just right, youth is flourishing, and you only admire Yuanyang, but you can't keep spring. The yard is locked, and you are close to the painting hall.
You said that the jade emperor was flying, you were eager, and you tried your best to speak your mind. Later, Baoding was idle, the tea was still green, and the trace of Sri Lankans was slim. You said there was a beautiful man, Wan Ru, who was very young and met very well. Later, the ten-mile pavilion was long, so you were in a hurry to see it. You said that summer is blue, spring is getting old, and a exhausted love is slowly returning. Later, it was dark in Taicheng, and the smoke cage grew long, and amazing photos were taken. Song vicissitudes, a misty rain. You said that the years were quiet, the lotus flowers became one, and the clear sky and Wan Lifeng were calm. Later, Yun Zheyue was treated lightly, and the Millennium was frost. I don't know where the Iraqis are. You said that under the screen window, chess and tea are idle, and the jade fragrance is overflowing. Later, it was stormy and the hills were lonely. You said that the bride was a little angry when she first put on makeup. I took up all the amorous feelings in the small garden, and then the shadows were sparse and the moonlight shone on the window, which made it difficult to turn into mud. You said it was a beautiful scene, a kind of enjoyment, and the bright moon knocked at the door one night. Later, the world of mortals was lonely, the snow was full of Taihang, and people did not return. You said that the king had a dream, the goddess had feelings, and Sansheng Stone made an oath. Later, you lived in Ziyou, and my home was in Heyang. Often accompanied by ancient Buddha with blue lanterns, you said mountains and rivers, moonlight on the river, harmonies and soulmates. Later, Zhang Taiyou heard that it was Ma Chuiyang. At the end of that night, you said that the golden harp was shining, like running water, and the lights were fading away. It was destroyed later, and the heart has been built. You said that heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is boundless, and the moon is boundless. Later, on the river, there were clouds. Later, I forgot the rivers and lakes and was heartbroken. The ancient road is like a thin horse. You said that the valley was listening to the stream and looking for incense. In Qinggang, Yuen Long was full of flawless jade. Later, the jade belt hung in the forest and the water dried up. Where did the fragrant soul go? You say the Millennium is frost, and Iraqis are on the water side. Later, the Iraqis disappeared, the trace was hard to find, and they hugged their knees. Water heating by the river, playing ducks in pairs, then it snowed in Qianshan, and everyone disappeared. You said that Lou Lanmei was fishing in the Hanjiang River with an old man-snow, nine days of fairy shadow. Later, at the top of the Five Mountains, the magpie climbed to the top. You said you were lonely for ten years, and then you dreamed of going home, which only hurt people.
You said that tears are in the sky and good feelings are hard to pass. Later, taking Qi Mei as an example, you preferred bamboo and pine. You say that Mei Lian smells fragrant, and then your eyes are full of brilliance.
You said that the seas are dry and the rocks are rotten, and today's picture will praise the scenery. Later, things changed, only sighing about the impermanence of the old days. You said that prosperity is like a dream, and wine cooks the moon. Later, the wine was too sad and the night was cold.
You said the morning breeze was fading away and you were lonely. Later, in a love that consumed everything, the other shore was in ruins.
You said that things are impermanent, spring blossoms and autumn fruits, and then the wind blows in the snow. You say beauty is dying, who can appreciate beauty in the mirror? Later, I was fascinated and cried.
3. Beautiful sentences must be understood.
"Autumn wind is the purest wind, without any modification. You don't have to take care of rustling leaves when you pass through the garden-season is season, metabolism is metabolism, life and death are life and death, sorrow and joy are joys and sorrows. No need to participate, no need to linger. "
After all, the autumn wind has experienced and seen too much. Maybe at first, you will be sad and cry. But now the autumn wind has witnessed the fall of leaves in batches, but after all, everything will recover in the coming year, and there is no need to be sad. What about lingering? It is better to face it frankly. Autumn wind is the purest and most decorated, without nostalgia, out of the world, higher than the world.
"The beauty of wild cranes is as clear as autumn water and as far away as autumn mountain, and it is elusive and worthy of the word' escape'."
Autumn water, no anxiety, no tension, no persistence, very simple, very chic, very relaxed. Quiet as autumn water, it must be very quiet. The author of Akiyama didn't make much introduction, but it can be seen that the distance is far away and there will be a mysterious feeling. Adding the meanings of "clear as autumn water" and "as far as autumn mountain" together can't really be regarded as an "escape".
"Wild cranes in idle clouds are the topic of autumn. Only the clear sky in autumn with faint white clouds can be worthy of the word' leisure'. "
In this sentence, wiping means a thin layer. You can feel that on a sunny day, there is a faint white cloud floating in the sky, which feels very leisurely and really deserves the word "leisure".
The beauty of the maple tree representing autumn lies not only in its frosty red color, but also in its cool breeze.
Wind and frost actually represent tests and tempering. And face it frankly, showing optimism and strength. It can be seen that the beauty of maple trees in autumn is not only able to stand the test, but also optimistic and strong in the face of test and tempering.
"The tall maple tree quietly covers the silence of a garden, and the heavy door behind the tree is deeply hidden. It is endless loneliness, as if I had lived in it and tasted the silence of autumn."
Although there are only a few descriptions, the elegance surrounded by plain red, the loneliness that can't be covered by heavy doors, the silent autumn in that garden, like a crystal ball, is displayed in my mind scene by scene.
"The most intriguing thing is the idle clouds in the autumn sky. That faint, leisurely, quiet away from the hubbub, disturbed by secular joys and sorrows, is no longer indifferent. "
It expresses the author's attitude towards things, and this is the kind of indifferent life that the author likes best, not disturbed by fame and fortune.
"When the leaves became sparse, Lin Qiu showed his elegance, which was a kind of free and easy without embellishment and detached from the worldly prosperity."
"Free and easy without modification" should mean natural and free and easy, which is one's own temperament, rather than deliberately pretending. "Indifferent to fame and fortune, detached from things" means indifferent to fame and fortune. Willing to live in seclusion. In fact, unadorned free and easy, detached and indifferent to secular prosperity, it should be said that it is autumn.
"Some people's eyes are like autumn, and some people's Shen Feng is like autumn."
"Some people's eyes are like autumn" is very Ming Che, "Some people's eyes are like autumn" is that their inner spirit is like autumn, that is, they are indifferent to fame and fortune and enjoy peace.
"This kind of beauty is from the heart. He has everything, but he wants nothing. "
He is indifferent to fame and fortune, detached from things, and has no harsh requirements. But his heart was suddenly enlightened, which made him understand life more truly. This kind of beauty needs to be cultivated in the heart, and we must learn some meaningless things, so that we can really enjoy life.
4. What are the beautiful poems?
1. Fold the plums and give them to the leading family. There is no better gift in Jiangnan, and flowers will send spring. -Southern and Northern Dynasties. Lu Kai's A Gift for Ye Fan
2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. -Don Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion
3. You can't see wet clothes in drizzle, and idle flowers smell silently. -Don't Be Yan Shiyuan by Don Liu Changqing
4. Purple jade hairpin slanting lamp shadow, red cotton powder cold pillow letter bias. -Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha"
5. Empty steps make it colder and rainy, and the weather is buried. -Qing Nalanxingde's "Golden Melody". Thinking about the death of a dead woman "
6. I don't know when to start, but remember that the next flower is a bow. -Modern. Wang Guowei's youthful beauty.
7. When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems. I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up. -Tang Wei Wu Ying, "Sending members up the mountain in autumn night"
8. Cherry blossoms fall to the end of the month, like a bed leaning on a fumigation cage. -Five generations. Li Yu's "Xie Xinen"
9. Plum teeth are sour and soft, and banana is divided into green screens. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air. Song. Yang Wanli's Taking a Nap in Early Summer
10. you can't spend your honeymoon with melancholy, and you will be covered with moss overnight. -Wu Song Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine Forest"
1 1. Night rain drops empty the steps and leaves the room in the morning. -Southern and Northern Dynasties. He Xun's farewell visit to the night
12. Thanks for the moon's mercy, but we can't stand the reunion tonight. -Song Zhu Shuzhen "Bodhisattva Man"
13. What happened in the mountains? Pine flowers make wine, and spring water decocts tea. -Bird Kejiu's The Moon is Full. The book in the mountains
14. Autumn cloudy frost flies late, leaving dry lotus to listen to the rain. -Tang Li Shangyin's "Falling Stone Pavilion and Cuizhou Love"
15. Looking back lazily, half the sky is cultivated, and half the sky is a gentleman. -Tang Yuan-zhen's Five Thoughts on Poetry, No.4.
Artistic conception is the core issue of poetry creation and appreciation theory. The so-called "artistic conception", as far as the creative subject is concerned, is an artistic picture formed by the poet's subjective feelings, the reasons and shapes of the objective things expressed, and the unique feelings of God and the poet about real life. The vast majority of poems do not take portraying characters and describing stories as their own responsibility. What they want to show is the fragments of the poet's mind and thoughts, which are often endowed with spiritual and perceptual thoughts with the help of the corresponding shapes of mountains, rivers, plants and other things. Their different artistic forms are unique and ingenious displays of poets.
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Beautiful and artistic sentences
1. What happened to love? If you were still with me now, then we might be really happy now.
Look into my eyes and you will find what you mean to me.
3. The world out of my generation, into the rivers and lakes, someone reminded; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.
Compared with the attachment to love in a winter, decadence is crimson burn marks, yellow fingers and silent heart.
My dream is you and him, but I can't choose between you because you don't like me.
6. There are thousands of stars in the sky, just one is enough; There are thousands of girls in the world, and it is enough to love one. Know Jane in life.
7. There are many reasons for not loving in the world: being busy and tired, for your own good. And so on, and there is only one expression of love: I just want to be with you.
8. What happiness always passes by? When I miss you occasionally, let ... memories accompany me.
9. Sigh red face and tears, the hero dies, and the world is much more bitter. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
10. Dreams in the wind can't stop. The wind in the dream does not need to be retained. I would like to go with the wind and keep that dream.
People can live happily, but we choose complexity, sigh!
12. You are hot and cold to me. You just want me to care about you? Do you think I should care about you because I love you?
13. People have no tears when they are most sad and afraid. Tears always flow at the end of the story, at the end of everything!
14. You tell time to wait for me. Time turns your back on you, and it's not only the back that flies away, but also the unfinished obsession you left behind.
15. My love for you has always been there, but you don't know, and you have been avoiding me until you ask me.
16. When people ask about you, I say I forgot. If I think of those painful memories, how should I mention them to others?
17. I thought we would come to the end, but that was just my idea. An unfulfilled idea
18. Such a spoiled child doesn't know that people's hearts will hurt, and they are naive and cruel.
19. This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
20. There is a feeling that insomnia is always "acacia"; There is a kind of fate, which is always regarded as "eternal" after waking up from a dream.
6. The sentence about the feeling of artistic conception (beautiful) is urgent.
That's all I can find from you. I like some sentences very much. See if they like it or not! Beautiful and artistic sentences 1. What happened to love? If you were still with me now, then we might be really happy now.
Look into my eyes and you will find what you mean to me. 3. The world out of my generation, into the rivers and lakes, someone reminded; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.
Compared with the attachment to love in a winter, decadence is crimson burn marks, yellow fingers and silent heart. My dream is you and him, but I can't choose between you because you don't like me.
6. There are thousands of stars in the sky, just one is enough; There are thousands of girls in the world, and it is enough to love one. There are many reasons for not loving in the world: busy, tired, for your own good.
And so on, and there is only one expression of love: I just want to be with you. 8. What happiness always passes by? When I miss you occasionally, let ... memories accompany me. 9. It is much more painful to lament the hero with tears.
Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy? 10. Dreams in the wind can't stop.
The wind in the dream does not need to be retained. I would like to go with the wind and keep that dream.
People can live happily, but we choose complexity, sigh! 12. Don't you just want me to care about you? Do you think I love you because I should care about you? 13. People have no tears when they are most sad and afraid. Tears always flow at the end of the story, at the end of everything! 14. You tell time to wait for me. Time turns your back on you, and it's not just the back that takes off, but also the unfinished obsession you left behind. 15. My love for you has always been there, but you don't know, knowing that you didn't ask me, you have been avoiding me. 16. When people ask about you, I say I forgot. If I think of those painful memories, how should I mention them to others?
17. I thought we would come to the end, but that was just my idea. The unrealized idea is 18. Such a spoiled child doesn't know that people's hearts will be hurt, innocent and cruel.
19. This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. 20. There is a feeling that insomnia is always "acacia"; There is a kind of fate, which is always regarded as "eternal" after waking up from a dream.