(Wang Wei)
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
2. Zhulou
(Wang Wei)
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Step 3 say goodbye
(Wang Wei)
Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset. Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?
4. Gum Arabic
(Wang Wei)
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
5. Miscellaneous poems
(Wang Wei)
You have just come from our hometown, and we must understand the world. Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house?
6. "Send Cui Jiu"
(Pei Di)
If you want to go back to the mountain, whether it is deep or shallow, go and have a look; These mountains and gullies are pure and beautiful, which are worth appreciating. Instead of learning from Wu Lingren described by Tao Yuanming, he stayed in the Peach Blossom Garden for a few days and then hurried out of the mountain.
2. The sadder the five-character poem, the better. 2010-11-218: 21The best answer is the sunrise southeast corner of Sanghan Yuefu. Look at my Qinshilou.
Qin has a good daughter who calls herself Luo Fu. Luo Fu likes raising silkworms and picking mulberry in the south corner of the city.
Moss is a cage system and cassia twig is a cage hook. There is a bun on the head and a bright moon in the ear.
Xiang Qi is the lower skirt, and Zi Qi is the upper skirt. When Monkey saw Luo Fu, he straightened his shoulders and smoothed his moustache.
When the teenager saw Luo Fu, he took off his hat and put on a towel. The tiller forgets to plow, and the hoe forgets to hoe.
In spite of resentment, he sat watching Luo Fu. You come from the south, and five horses stand upright.
Your majesty sent officials to ask whose family it was. "Qin has a good daughter who calls herself Luo Fu." "What is the date of Luo Fu?" Twenty is not enough, fifteen is enough.
Your Majesty thanked Luo Fu: "Would you rather recite it?" Luo Fu preface: "You are such a fool! You have a wife, and Luo Fu has a husband. " "One thousand people ride the east, and the husband is at the top.
What's the use of knowing your husband? A pony's white horse; Hair tied with ponytail, horsehead covered with gold; Deer sword, a deer in the waist, can be worth more than 10 million. Miniature biographies of fifteen families, doctors in the twentieth dynasty, middle-level officials in their thirties, and urban residents in their forties.
He is white and has a beard on his temples. Ministry of Industry and Service of Ying Ying, Ran Ran and Zhong Chao.
There are thousands of people sitting in the room, all of whom say that their husbands are extraordinary. Chai Lu (Wang Wei) There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. Zhuliguan (Wang Wei) I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. Farewell (Wang Wei) friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, and I didn't close the thatched door until it was dark.
Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? Acacia (Wang Wei) When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. Wang Wei: You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? Send Cui Jiu (Pei Di), although you want to return to the maze of this mountain, oh, let them fill your heart with surprises! . Instead of learning from Wu Lingren described by Tao Yuanming, he stayed in the Peach Blossom Garden for a few days and then hurried out of the mountain.
Zuyong, look at the snow in the south, and see how the Zhongnan Mountain soars, with white tops over clouds. After the snow in Chu Qing, the afterglow of the sun shone from the forest. It was late, and Chang 'an was even more chilly.
Sleeping at Jiande River Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Xiao Chunmeng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up carefree and there were birds singing everywhere. But now I remember that night, that storm, I wonder how many flowers were broken? Thinking that the foot of Li Bai's bed is so bright at night, will it have frost? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Hate Li Bai, how beautiful she is, how quietly she leans against the pearl-like window sash, and how annoyed her brow is! .
You can see the bright tears on her cheeks now, but you can't see the man she loves so much? Du Fu's reform of the country into three parts and the Eight Fortresses were built on his reputation. This river won't divert the stones from your disposal, and you will always regret that you will destroy Wu's unwise.
Wang Zhihuan heron lodge, the mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. By going up one flight of stairs, look further.
Send Che Ling to Liu Changqing, and from the temple, deep in its tender bamboo, there comes the deep sound of the evening bell. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
Liu Changqing, your seven strings are like the sound of playing the piano in the pines and the cold wind. Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
Can a floating stork be a tenant in our world if it is sent to Liu Changqing? ! Please don't buy a famous mountain, it's a world-famous place. Autumn Night Message Autumn, Wei, I am walking on a cool autumn night, thinking of you and singing my poems.
I heard the pine cone fall on the mountain, and you seemed to wake up. Listen to Duan Ming and Zheng, all shining on the golden lyre.
Trying to please Zhou Lang as much as possible, you see she deliberately dialed the wrong string. On the third day, the bride Wang Jian cooked instead of me and washed her hands to make bride soup.
I don't know the taste of mother-in-law. Let's make the taste of good sister-in-law first. Yutai untied my wallet last night, Quan Deyu, and now [Insect Joy] is going to fly.
This is my pigment, this is my powder, welcome to put on my shackles again. Jiang Xue LiuZongYuan hundred mountains without birds, thousands of paths without footprints.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. Palace Yuan Zhen is in the faded old palace. Peony is red, but no one comes to see them.
Several white-haired footmen were sitting around talking about the emperor of the Tang Dynasty. A suggestion to my friend Bai Liu Juyi: There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the static furnace.
With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine? Zhang Hu, He Manzi is 1000 miles away from her home. A maid-in-waiting has lived here for twenty years. However, ask her for this song and use the first few words of this song to see how she tries to hold back her tears.
3. Poems expressing sadness, preferably beautiful. Many ~ Shao Hua didn't stay for teenagers, but he hated you. He took a break (Jiangchengzi by Qin Guan), and the river was full of tears and worries (Jiangchengzi by Qin Guan). When will he see you again? There are tears on the sleeves (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan), and cardamom has old grievances. Ten-year dream is just a glimpse (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan). Clouds are light and the wind is light, and it rains in succession.
With laziness, Dongfeng tears (Wang Shen's Memories of Time Past) ruined his life, and only a few evenings passed (Zhao Lingzhi's Qing Ping Le). How much leisure is there? Yichuan smoke, full of wind, plum rain (He Zhu's "Jade Case") was originally planted on the grass, showing early, and the old building was new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges.
Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only. Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")?
I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
(Liu Yong's "Butterfly Loves Flowers") The fragrance is not in the core, the fragrance is not in the calyx, and the fragrance is in the bone (Yan by Chao Buzhi). Who knows (Mrs. Wei's "Wu") gaunt and tired in the south of the Yangtze River, unbearable, anxious to get back together (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Fang"), looking at the moon pavilion with his hand, and smelling the flute on the bridge. It is already midnight in the city. The horse is slippery and frozen, so it is better to have a rest. It's better to walk less (Zhou Bangyan's youth brigade). Everyone knows it's like Iraq. How can it be like a slave loss (an isolated spirit)? Only Guanshan is thousands of miles away, when will Su Guangtong (Jiang Shenzi of Xie Yi) sail to Wan Liyun? Send a lonely soul and your eyes will be cut off.
Who sings the golden thread for me (He Xinlang of Ye Mengde)? I hate you, not the moon, not the north and south, not things. East, west, north and south, only each other.
I hate you, but I've been on the river for a month, and I'm still losing money when I'm full. When it is full, it is still a loss. When is the reunion (Lv Benzhong's Mulberry Picking)? It is better to warm the sun and lose to Yingying Yanyan.
The courtyard is full of flower curtains, and the heartbroken grass is far away (Zhu Jinmen). He sits alone, advocates enjoying alone and lying alone. It hurts to stand still, but it hurts to touch someone lightly (Zhu's Magnolia Reduction). Simple and naive, not afraid of people guessing, sleeping with clothes.
When I was leaving, I was too lazy to come to the dresser again (Zhu's Qing Ping Le) for fear of parting. How many words I want to say and have a rest (Li Qingzhao's Phoenix Stage), but the water in front of the building, I should miss you and stare at you all day. Seeing the place has added new worries since then (Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai to Blow the Flute"). The west wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers (Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"). Now, with the cold wind, the temple is afraid to go out at night.
It is better to look under the curtain and listen to people's laughter (Li Qingzhao's "Forever Happiness"). When it is cold and lonely, it is most difficult to rest (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can we beat him? It's late and urgent (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice). This time, how can we get a sad word (Li Qingzhao's Slow Voice)? We should pay attention to Yao Qin, who will listen when there are few bosom friends (Yue Fei's The Hill)? It is even more important.
The lights in the banana window outside the window are infinite. Dreams are hard to achieve, and hatred is hard to level.
People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall. (Si Wan Yong's "Sauvignon Blanc") Dongfeng Xie, with a subtle sense of joy and a melancholy mood, left Suo for several years.
Wrong, wrong, wrong (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") Spring is the same, people are empty, tears are full (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"), peach blossoms fall, and the pool is idle. Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.
Mo, Mo and Mo (Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix") are lonely at dusk, and there is more wind and rain (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), and everyone is jealous. Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only the fragrance remains unchanged (Lu You's "Bu Operator"), only the dream soul can reunite, and the dream can not be made (Lu You's "Dead Hua Lian"). I'm not afraid of silver and steel, but I'm afraid of the wind and rags (Lu You's Die in Hua Lian). I'm afraid spring has already opened, not to mention countless red flowers (Xin Qiji's "Fishing"
I look forward to seeing you again in the Ming Dynasty. We should also be surprised to ask: How many buildings in Fahua (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) have been deserted recently? Old You Yanfei can say (Xin Qiji's Nian Nu Jiao) that teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow and fall in love with the next floor.
Fall in love with the floor and worry about adding new words. Now that I know what it's like to worry, I want to talk about it.
I want to say that I still have a rest, but it's a cool autumn (Xin Qiji's ugly slave) and nobody cares. What's more, who advised Ti Ying to stop (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai), because he brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't know what to do in spring (Xin Qiji's Near Zhu Yingtai). Looking back, the man was there. It's hard to let go of sorrow (Jiang Kui's "Long Pavilion"), Leng Xiang flew to poetry (Jiang Kui's "Nian Nu Jiao") for a long time, and was dyed by acacia in early spring (Jiang Kui's "Walking on the Sand"). Spring is not green, temples come first. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time.
I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling. (Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky") The green carving is easy to cry, and the red calyx is silent and nostalgic (Jiang Kui's "Dimfragrance") is nothing like the spring breeze. No matter what it is, the golden house has been sorted out long ago.
He also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but complained that Yulong's elegy (Jiang Kui's "Thin Shadow") was on the verge of breaking the shore and a new green was born; This is a place that turns red with sadness. I remember the flowers blossoming in the front door and cutting the lights in the middle of the night (Shi Dazu's Luo Qixiang), worried that Cui Dai's eyebrows would be damaged. Flowers bloom every day (Shi Dazu's "Double Words"), and there is a dark green road in front of the building, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness (Wu Wenying's "The Wind Into the Pine"). You can't spend your honeymoon with melancholy, and the moss rises to the secluded stage overnight (Wu Wenying Du Qiuniang, Tainiang Bridge).
The wind is floating and the rain is falling. When will you go home and wash your robe? The silver word is the tone, and the heart word is the fragrance.
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