Try five poems as follows:
1, "Into the Wine" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Have you ever noticed how the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, never to return? Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! . Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! . Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me. What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized. Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! . Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
Explanation:
Don't you see? The water of the Yellow River seems to fall from the sky, and the waves roll straight into the East China Sea, never to return. Don't you see? Old parents lamented the white hair at the other end of the mirror, but it was still blue in the morning and turned into snow at night. When you are proud of your life, you should enjoy the joy to the fullest, and don't empty the golden cup for the bright moon.
God created my talent, which will be useful, and I can get it again after Huang Jinhua's death. And take cooking mutton and slaughtering cattle as a pleasure, and if necessary, drink 300 cups happily. Cenxun, Yuan Danqiu, drink quickly and don't stop.
I'll sing you a song. Please listen carefully. The luxurious life of delicacies is not precious. I just wish I could lead a drunken life, not wake up. ?
Since ancient times, sages have been lonely, and those who can drink can leave a good reputation. At that time, Wang Chen Cao Zhi hosted a banquet to entertain optimistic people, drinking expensive wine and having fun. Why do you say I don't have much money Just use this money to buy drinks. Precious five flowers and good horses, expensive leather clothes, call your son out and change all this into wine. Let's eliminate this endless pain together!
Introduction:
In the third year of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai was refunded for offending powerful people. So many years later, Li Bai still has a lingering fear. He wrote this poem at a party with friends Cenfuzi and Shan Qiusheng. "Into the Wine" is not long, but it is full of five tones and extraordinary weather.
It is full of pen and ink, sad and angry, wild and uninhibited, and its language is extremely bold and calm. The whole poem is full of heroic momentum, unrestrained feelings, fluent language and strong appeal. Li Bai "used the topic to play", used wine to drown his sorrows and express his anger.
2. Song of Eternal Sorrow: Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.
However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace.
It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.
On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.
He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person.
The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family.
When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.
Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shocked the whole earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feathers.
The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate.
People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird.
The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path.
Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky.
He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves.
The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital.
Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? .
Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. (one day flowering: flowering at night; Nannei Yizhou: Nanyuan)
Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. , he will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep. ..
Bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *.
The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration.
People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere.
Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness.
There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers.
So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy.
She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose.
A breeze blew her cloak and fluttered with her movements, as if she were dancing with a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. (Lan Tong: column; Fluttering: floating)
But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan.
But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy.
However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together.
She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world.
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
Explanation:
Tang loves women and has been looking for beautiful women. He has ruled this country for many years, and he can't find a satisfactory one. The Yang family has a daughter who has just grown up and is kept in a boudoir. Outsiders don't know that she is absolutely beautiful. Natural beauty made it difficult for her to be buried in the world, and soon she became a concubine around Tang. Looking back, she smiled so charming that all the other concubines in the palace were eclipsed.
In the cold spring, the emperor bathed her in Huaqing Pool, and the warm spring water washed her white and moist skin. The maid-in-waiting helped her to be tender and graceful, and began to get the emperor's favor. The sideburns are like clouds, and the face is like a flower head, warming the lotus curtain and the emperor's spring night. I only hate that I slept for a short time in the spring night until the sun rose high, and the king never went to court earlier.
Thanks to the favor of the emperor, I am too busy to have a moment's leisure. Go out with the emperor in spring and sleep with him every night. There are no fewer than 3,000 concubines in the harem, but only she enjoys the favor of the emperor. The Golden Temple dresses up, coquetry leaves the king every night, and the Jade Building drinks and feasts, adding a bit of charm. Brothers and sisters are all proud of her, and Yang's brilliance is enviable and yearning.
Therefore, parents all over the world have changed their ideas and become more concerned about giving birth to girls than boys. In the Huaqing Palace in Mount Li, the Jade Qionglou towers into the sky, and the cool breeze of Yue Xian floats in all directions. It is more vivid to dance in harmony with orchestral melody, but the king never tires of watching it all day. The drums of Yuyang chaos were deafening, and the colorful feathers stopped playing in the palace.
There was a war in Jiuchongmen, the capital, and the king fled to the southwest as soon as possible with his ministers and beauties. The emperor's guard of honor stopped and walked to Maweipo, which is more than 0/00 miles away from Chang 'an/KLOC. The body-guard stopped, demanding the execution of Yang Guifei, and had to kill Yang Yuhuan at the foot of Mawei Slope. The ornaments on the head of the imperial concubine were discarded on the ground, and precious headdresses such as broom, hairpin and Hosta were one by one.
The emperor couldn't hide his face and cried when he tried to save him. When he looked back, he saw the scene of the tragic death of the imperial concubine, and blood and tears could not stop flowing. The wind blew up the yellow dust, which was particularly bleak. The team crossed the plank road and set foot on the Jiange ancient road. There are few pedestrians under Mount Emei, the standard is colorless, and the sun and the moon are dull. The beautiful scenery of Shu attracted the king's love. I feel sad when I see the moonlight in the palace, and my heart breaks when I hear the bell at night.
When the situation improved, the emperor returned to Chang 'an and passed Maweipo, thinking about things and people. In the desolate yellow tomb under Mawei slope, the beautiful scenery has disappeared, only the tomb lies in the mountain. The monarch and his subjects looked after each other with tears in their wet clothes, but they looked at each other unintentionally and sent them back to Beijing. When I came back, I saw that Chi Yuan's place was still there, and the hibiscus by Grandfather's pool was still a weeping willow in Weiyang Palace. Furong's face is like Yuhuan, and Liu Yeer's eyebrows are like Yuhuan. How can I not shed tears?
It is sad that the spring breeze blows away the flowers of peaches and plums, and the scene of autumn rain dripping on the leaves of buttonwood is even more terrible. Xingqing Palace and Ganlu Hall are covered with autumn grass and fallen leaves, which have not been cleaned for a long time. The hair of the singers and dancers in the pear garden is white, and the beauty of the maids in the pepper room has faded. At night, fireflies danced in the palace, and Xuanzong quietly missed the imperial concubine, but the lights were still hard to sleep. The slower the bell and drum sound, the longer the night, and the milky way will light up during the day.
Who sleeps with the king in a cold jade quilt? Yin and Yang are separated by one year. Why have you never appeared in my dream? A Taoist priest came to Chang 'an from Lin Qiong. It is said that he can attract the soul of the imperial concubine with his heart. He was moved by the feeling that the king missed the imperial concubine, so the Taoist priest tried his best to find her soul. Walking like lightning, I search the sky and the ground.
I searched for nine days and nine places, but I still couldn't find what I could find. I suddenly heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, surrounded by clouds. The gorgeous and exquisite balcony is held up by colorful clouds, and countless fairies are light and feminine. There is a character whose words are too real and whose skin is like snow. It seems that the king is looking for Yang Yuhuan.
The emissary came to the west of Jinque, knocked on the gate of the jade carving, and called softly, so the courtyard of Xianfu had to be notified repeatedly. It is true that the angel of the king has arrived and woke up from the beautifully embroidered curtains. Put on clothes, push the pillow out of bed, and the bead curtain and the silver screen are opened one after another. I just woke up with a cloud on my head and came out of the hall with a wreath before I could dress up.
Gentle fairy wind fluttered the sleeves slightly, just like China's court music and dance. Lonely and sad, tears are always flowing on my face, just like pear flowers with rain in spring. Gazing at the emissary of the son of heaven with emotion, I deeply thanked the king, and after a long farewell on Mawei Slope, there was no sign of him. The marriage of Zhaoyang Temple has long been cut off, and the lonely time of Penglai Palace is still very long. Looking at the world from fairyland, you can't see Chang 'an, where dreams linger, but only the vast dust and fog.
I can only express my affection with the keepsake of that year. You can take that box of gold hairpin to the king as a souvenir. The gold hairpin and the cymbal box are divided equally, and the king and I each keep half. I hope our loving hearts are as loyal and hard as Huang Jinbao's, and there will always be opportunities to meet each other in heaven and on earth. When I left, I politely asked the messenger to send a message to the king. Only the king and I know the oath in the letter.
On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, there was no one in the middle of the night, and we vowed to each other. In heaven, I would like to be a bird flying with me. On earth, I would like to grow branches together. Even if it lasts forever, there will always be an end, but this life-and-death feud will never end.
Introduction:
Song of Eternal Sorrow is a famous poem written by Bai Juyi in the first year (806). The song of everlasting regret is the song of everlasting regret, which is the theme of the poem, the focus of the story and a touching seed buried in the poem.
Although China and new ideas about this poem have been arguing endlessly, people still tend to think that the focus of this poem lies in allegory, which exposes the "long-term hatred" that "the emperor of China longs to shake the beauty of the empire" and condemns the debauchery of Emperor Tang Ming, which led to the Anshi Rebellion, in order to warn later monarchs, instead of praising the love between Emperor Xuanzong and Yang Yuhuan.
This should start with the thoughts of ancient literati. It is said that "femme fatale" has been passed down since ancient times. For the "culprit" who led to the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty, Yang Guifei was a natural disaster, while Li Longji was a "bad king" obsessed with women. For Bai Juyi, who is obsessed with national unity and hates the separatist regime in the buffer region, it is hard to imagine that he will sing the so-called love between Tang and Yang Guifei at length.
As an immortal narrative poem, Song of Eternal Sorrow has a high artistic achievement. Throughout the ages, many people have affirmed the special artistic charm of this poem.
3, "Spring Hope" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Explanation:
Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred. The continuous war has lasted for more than half a year, and there are few letters from home. A letter is worth twelve thousand gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.
Introduction:
After the Anshi Rebellion, Du Fu was captured by rebels in Chang 'an. This poem was written by Du Fu when he witnessed the depression and fragmentation of Chang 'an City in the occupied areas. The whole poem is full of scenes and deep feelings, which has become the poet's special feeling under special circumstances, and also reflects the desire of ordinary people to love peace and look forward to social stability. It shows the poet's noble feelings of worrying about the country and the people and being sad at times.
4. Wuyi Lane Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
There are some weeds blooming by the Suzaku Bridge, and there is only sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane.
Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Explanation:
Suzaku Bridge is desolate, covered with weeds and wild flowers, and the sunset is in broken walls at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. Swallows under the eaves of Xie 'an in Wang Dao have now flown into the homes of ordinary people.
Introduction:
This poem expresses the poet's infinite feelings about the rise and fall of society. Suzaku Bridge and Wuyi Lane remain the same, just overgrown with weeds and desolate, which implies the poet's sensitive experience of the rise and fall of the dynasty. The last two sentences express the poet's feelings about the vicissitudes of the world through Yan Chao.
5, "Mountain Residence Autumn Night" Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Explanation:
After the new rain, the valley is empty and fresh, and the weather is particularly cool in early autumn and evening. The bright moon reflects the quiet pine forest, and the clear spring water flows on the rocks. The girl in the bamboo forest came back from washing with a smile, and the lotus leaves swayed in the canoe. Although the beauty of spring has faded, autumn scenery in front of us is enough to make people linger.
Introduction:
An important artistic technique of this poem is to express the poet's personality beauty and an ideal social beauty with natural beauty. On the surface, this poem only uses the method of "Fu" to shape mountains and rivers, and gives a detailed and touching description of the scenery. Actually, it's full of comparisons. The poet expresses his ambition through the description of the scenery, which is rich in content and intriguing.