The age of miscellaneous poems in the mountains: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Wu Jun sees smoke in the mountains, and sees the sunset in the bamboo.
birds fly to the eaves and clouds come out of the window. Zhuliguan Year: Tang Author: Wang Wei Genre: Five Wonders leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.
too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. Emei Mountain Moon Song Age: Tang Author: Li Bai Style: Seven Wonders Emei Mountain Mid-autumn, shadow into the Pingqiang River water.
At night, Qingxi flows to the Three Gorges, but I miss you and I don't see Yuzhou. The year when the flute was heard in Los Angeles on a spring night: Tang Author: Li Bai's genre: The sound of Yu Di's dark flying, scattered into the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.
I heard that the willow was broken in this nocturne, so no one can miss his hometown. On meeting a messenger to the capital Age: Tang Author: Cen Can Genre: The Seven Wonders Hometown is a long way to go, and the double-sleeved dragon bell cries.
I'll meet you immediately without paper and pen, and I'll report my peace with your message. At chuzhou on the western stream Age: Tang Author: Wei Yingwu Genre: Four Wonders Category: Mountains and rivers pity the secluded grass and streams, and there are orioles singing in the trees.
The spring tide brings rain late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the river in the wild. On meeting li guinian down the river years: Tang Author: Du Fu genre: Seven Wonders in Qiwang House, heard several times before Cui Jiutang.
It's the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's the time when flowers fall. Date of seeing Ling Che off: Tang Author: Liu Changqing Style: Five Wonders from the temple, deep in its tender bamboos, comes the low sound of an evening bell while the hat of a pilgrim carries the sunset, farther and farther down the green mountain Guest Date: Song Author: Zhao Shixiu Style: Seven Wonders Huangmei Season, it rains at home, frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
If you don't come to midnight on an appointment, you will knock the chess pieces and drop them in snuff. On the Age of Poetry: Qing Author: Zhao Yi Genre: The Four Wonders of Li Du's Poems, which have been passed down to ten thousand people, are not new so far.
there are talented people in the Jiangshan generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. 2. Ancient Poems and Notes in Junior Chinese Books
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Four Ancient Poems
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Four Ancient Poems
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where there is water, there are mountains and islands. Trees and paraquat grass, very luxuriant, the autumn wind blowing trees out of the sad sound, the sea is surging huge waves.
the autumn wind is bleak and the waves are surging. The trip to the sun and the moon, if out of it; Star Han is brilliant, if out of it.
fortunately, even, the song sings with ambition. [a mooring under north fort hill] Wang Wan Don under blue mountains we wound our way, my boat and I, along green water.
until the banks at low tide widened, with no wind stirring my lone sail. ...Night now yields to a sea of sun, and the old year melts in freshets.
at last I can send my messengers? Wildgeese, homing to Loyang. [Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake] Baijuyi Tang Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low at the beginning.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud. The colorful and colorful spring flowers will gradually charm people's eyes, the shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar. [Xijiangyue] Xin Qiji Song Mingyue does not surprise the magpie, and the breeze sings in the middle of the night.
In the fragrance of rice, it is said that there is a good harvest, and you can hear frogs. In the aroma of rice flowers, people talk about the harvest of the year, the ear of a wave of frogs, as if in a good harvest years.
In the old days, at the edge of the forest, the road turned to the stream. [Tianjingsha Qiu Si] Ma Zhiyuan Yuan withered vine old tree faint crow, small bridge flowing water people, ancient road west wind thin horse, sunset, heartbroken people in the end of the world. [Turtle although longevity] Cao Cao God turtle although longevity, sometimes.
the snake rides the fog, and it turns out to be dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles; The martyrs are full of courage in their twilight years.
the period of surplus and contraction is not only in the sky; The blessing of nourishing grace can last forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner aspirations.
Meng Haoran, Tang preparing me chicken and rice, old friend, you entertain me at your farm. The green woods were around the village, and the green hills lay outside the city.
we open your window over garden and field, to talk mulberry and hemp with our cups in our hands. When the ninth festival comes, please come here to see the chrysanthemum.
[a buddhist retreat behind broken-mountain temple] Chang Jian Tang entered the ancient temple in the early morning, where early sunlight points the tree-tops. A winding path leads to a hidden spot, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded with boughs and flowers.
here birds are alive with mountain-light, and the mind of man touches peace in a pool. And a thousand sounds are quieted, only heard the chime.
[I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiaoyao from the left] Li Bai, Tang Yanghua, cried in all the rules, and Wen Daolong crossed the five streams. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hope to accompany you to the west of the Yelang.
[note on a rainy night to a friend in the north] Li Shangyin and Tang Jun asked about the untimely return date, and evening rain rose to the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about evening rain.
[Berthing Qinhuai] The smoke cage in Dumutang is cold and the moon is full of sand, and it berths Qinhuai near the restaurant at night. Business women don't know how to hate the country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
[Huanxisha] Let's have a glass of Yan Shu Song Yi Qu Xin Ci wine. Last year, the weather was old. When will the sunset return? There is nothing to do, but the flowers fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Small garden fragrant path wandering alone.
[After Song Yuan Morning Cooking and Lacquer Shop] Yang Wanli Song Mo Yan went down to the ridge, and it was easy for him to earn the favor of pedestrians. Just entering the Wanshan circle, one mountain is blocked by another. [Like a dream] Li Qingzhao Song Changji Xiting is at dusk, intoxicated and I don't know the way back. Always play to the fun to return, but lost to the fengzhu pool in the depths of the pool.
crossing, crossing, started a pool of gulls and herons. [Feeling of reading a book] When Zhu Xi's half-acre square pond was opened, the sky was clouded.
Why is the canal so clear, because there is flowing water from the source. In the seventh grade [Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains], Wu Jun Southern Dynasties saw smoke coming from the mountains, and the setting sun peeped from the bamboo. Birds flew to the eaves, and clouds came out from the windows. [Bamboo Pavilion] Wang Weitang, leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song, too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon [Emei Mountain Yuege] Li Baitang, Emei Mountain, in the half moon and autumn, reflected into the water of Pingqiang River, and at night, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, and Sijun did not see Yuzhou. [In the spring night, I heard the flute in Los Angeles. Scattered into the spring breeze full of Los Angeles. Who can't afford to miss the hometown? [on meeting a messenger to the capital] Cen Can Tang Hometown has a long way to look east, and the double-sleeved dragon bell has no tears to dry. Meet immediately without paper and pen, and report peace with your message. [at chuzhou on the western stream] Wei Yingwu Tang alone pities the edge of the grass, and there are orioles singing in the trees. Spring tides bring rain late, and no one crosses the boat. [on meeting li guinian down the river When the flowers fall, they meet the monarch again. [Send Ling Che to the Master] Liu Changqing Tang from the temple, deep in its tender bamboos, comes the low sound of an evening bell while the hat of a pilgrim carries the sunset, farther and farther down the green mountain. [Invite guests] It rains at home in the Song, Huang and Mei seasons in Zhao Shixiu, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. If you don't come for an appointment after midnight, you will knock on the chess pieces and drop them in snuff. [On Poetry] Zhao Yiqing's Li Du poem has been passed down from mouth to mouth, and it is not new so far.
there are talented people in the Jiangshan generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. How about Du Fu and Tang Daizong in the eighth grade? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak.
the Maker endowed all the mystic Nature grace here, and? a day at once into dawn and dusk comes by.. Colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye..
once climbing to the top of the peek, one would see, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.. [Spring Hope] Du Fu Tang though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses.
where petals have been shed like tears, and lonely birds have sung their grief. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold.
I stroke my white hair. It has grown too thin, to hold the hairpins any more. [Shihao Li] Du Fu threw himself into Shihao Village at dusk in the Tang Dynasty, and some officials caught people at night.
The old man walked over the wall and the old woman went out to watch. Why are the officials angry? Why bother when a woman cries! Before listening to the wife's speech: three men guarding Yecheng.
one man attached a book, and two men died in battle. Those who live and drag out an ignoble existence, the dead are long gone.
there's no one in the room, only the breast and the grandson. Sun Youmu didn't go, and there was no dress in and out.
although the old woman is weak, please come back from the official night. It is better to prepare for the morning cooking if you are in a hurry to serve in the river and Yang.
a long night's silence is like weeping and choking. Dawn will ascend to the future, leaving the old man alone.
[Returning to the Garden] Tao Yuanming planted beans in the Eastern Jin Dynasty at the foot of the south mountain, and the grass was full of bean seedlings. Early in the morning get up early to eradicate the weeds, the night falls on the moonlight carry hoe to return.
the road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and my clothes are exposed in the evening. It is not a pity to wet my clothes, but I hope not to go against my will.
[make it to the frontier] Wang Weitang wants to ask about the border by bike, which is a country that has lived for a long time. Fleabane also floated out of Han, north to geese are soaring into the sky.
the desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. Xiao Guan rides every time, and all of them are protected in Yanran.
[bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry] Li Bai Tang Duyuan outside Jingmen, soon you will be with people in the south. Where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through wilderness.
the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. And the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
[Tour Shanxi Village] Lu You Song Moxiao, a peasant, is full of wine and wine, and keeps enough chickens and dolphins in good years. The mountain overlapping water flow twists and turns is worried that no way can walk, the willow green flowers suddenly appear a mountain village.
Xiao Gu follows the Spring Club, and his clothes are simple and antique. In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I must use a walking stick to knock at your door at any time.
[Long Song Line] The sunflower in Qingqing Garden, a folk song of Han Yuefu, is exposed to the sun. In the spring, Budeze makes everything shine. Often fear that the Chill autumn comes, the tree ye er yellow fall a hundred herbs also withered.
when will a hundred rivers go east to the sea and return to the west? A lazy youth, a lousy age.
[Yewang] Wang Ji Tang Donggao looked at dusk, and what did he want to rely on? Trees are all autumn colors, but mountains and mountains are only shining. Shepherds drive calves back, hunting horses and bringing birds back.
I have never known each other, and Long song is pregnant with Wei. [Early cold river pregnant] Meng Haoran pometia wild goose south crossing, and the water is cold with a wind from the north.
I remember my home; but the Xiang River's curves, are walled by the clouds of this southern country. Homesick tears in the journey, see the back of the sail in the horizon.
where is the ferry? Will somebody tell me?, it's growing rough. It's growing dark. [a message from lake dongting to premier zhang] Meng Haoran Tang here in the Eighth-month the waters of the lake, are of a single air with heaven.
and a mist from the Yun and Meng valleys, has beleaguered the city of Yueyang. I want to cross the water to find the boat and oars, the holy age of Homebound is really ashamed.
as I sit here and watch a fisherman casting, who has a feeling of being a fairy fish [Yellow Crane Tower], Cui Hao, Tang where long ago a yellow crane bore a sage to heaven, nothing is left now but the Yellow Crane Terrace. The yellow crane never came back, for thousands of years to see the long white clouds.
Qing Chuan. 4. All the explanations of ancient poetry in junior high school
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Du Shaofu's appointment as Shu Chuan Wang Bo
by this wall that surrounds the three Qin districts, through a mist that makes five rivers one. We bid each other a sad farewell, we two officials going opposite ways.
and yet, while China holds our friendship, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. Why should you linger at the fork of the road, children * * * with towels.
Cen Can, a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home
the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, as if the pear trees blooming.
it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy. The general was Hand guard with cold hands, and the iron - clad steel was so cold that it was hard to wear.
the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the gloom is bleak and Wan Li is condensed. In the manager's account, the wine is a farewell banquet, and the huqin pipa lute flute ensemble to add to the entertainment.
till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind. " Luntai east gate, welcome you to the capital, you go, snow cover full Tianshan road. ".
and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.
bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry Li Bai
sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. Where the mountains end and the plains begin, and the river winds through wilderness.
the moon is lifted like a mirror, sea-clouds gleam like palaces. And the water has brought you a touch of home, to draw your boat three hundred miles.
Wang Yue Du Fu
what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? Out of Qilu, still visible the green peak. Magic natural convergence of thousands of beautiful, the south of the mountains north of the separation between early morning and dusk.
colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, and the birds fly back and forth before my strained eye.. Try to ascend the mountain's crest: It dwarfs all peaks under our feet.
Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song
On the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, he was drunk and drunk, so he wrote this article as well as pregnant. <