Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. Thank the emperor for his kindness. Zhou Zizhi hangs a saddle and the moon is waning, and the road is long, and it is surrounded by mountains in Xiu Yuan.
Holding a cold mink alone is a frost dawn. Under the forest by the water, this life is a little lonely.
The stars are all over the temple, because who has it? Why don't we go fishing for a short time?
Call light gull to accompany the old man. Think also wins, look at people's eyebrows.
The world is a dream. When is it? You have many ways to visit Sanjue Mountain and Miracle Baishi, and you suddenly become poor.
Lonely peaks are like pavilions, and thousands of trees cover the starry sky. The theory of the world is changing at any time, and Zen has robbed the same.
The night is deep and the red sea is outside the window. Xie presented two songs of Wang Chu and Yu Yang to all Taoist friends.
Don't trip. Ask Qingzhou Lv Yun companion.
Everyone has a wonderful use, and every time he fasted, he was fragrant step by step. It's bright and sparkling outside the stars.
Huaying is really confused. Bobby Hua's key passes through Neiguan.
Then tie a knot and write a purple book, indicating that the sun rises in the clouds. Three Modern Poems Looking Up at the Starry Sky Looking Up at the Starry Sky in Wen Jiabao On May, 2007 14, I gave an impromptu speech to teachers and students in the Clock Hall of Tongji University, which said: A nation has some people who care about the sky, and they have hope; A nation only cares about what is under its feet, and it has no future.
Our nation is a promising nation! I hope that students will always look up to the sky, learn to be human, learn to think, learn knowledge and skills, and be a person who cares about the fate of the world and the country. I look up at the starry sky, which is so vast and deep; That infinite truth makes it difficult for me to pursue.
I look up at the starry sky, which is so solemn and sacred; That awesome justice filled me with love and awe. I look up at the starry sky, so free and quiet; That broad mind, let my soul perch and snuggle.
I look up at the starry sky, which is so magnificent; Eternal enthusiasm ignited the flame of hope and spring thunder in my heart. Watching the starry sky in Guo Xiaochuan (1) tonight, I'm standing on the street.
Look at the stars. Tomorrow, an urgent task will be placed on my shoulder again.
Can I give in? Only striding across the sea in the Wan Li; Can I speak out loud about the difficulties? Only by standing up straight can you bear the weight of 1000 kilograms. Atrium.
Don't be so excited! -at this moment, I should calm down. The starry sky is surprisingly quiet.
Late at night, the wind stopped and the thunderstorm fled to other places. Yun Fei is gone, the fog is gone, and the moon is hiding in the distance.
The sky is flat, without a ripple, and it is silent. But the starry sky is magnificent, rich and clear.
The vault is deep and wide, and in that mysterious world, it seems that layers of mysterious halls are erected. The atmosphere is thick and fragrant, and there seems to be a wonderful wine pulp in that wonderful ocean.
Stars, bright and bright, light eternal lights in the vast space. Galaxy.
Youyouyou, in the vast universe, build an endless bridge. Oh, starry sky, only you can live forever! How many times have you seen it: glaciers melt and volcanoes erupt! How many times have you been rewarded? Poplar spits green, willow frost! In that distant high place, in that magical place, you can appreciate the beauty of the world and the vicissitudes of the world.
Time is like space to you-endless and vast. (2) Oh, looking at the starry sky, I can't help feeling melancholy.
Say what: broad and vigorous, young and strong! How can you compare: your roots are deep-rooted and have a long history! How to say: be ambitious and have courage! How can I compare with you? Your broad mind has unlimited capacity! I love this world, I grew up in this world, but compared with you, this world is far from brilliant. Go to Qian Shan, travel across mountains and rivers, but I can't go to your palace.
Cross the ocean, cross the ocean, you can't drink your wine pulp. A thousand fires and ten thousand lights are not as bright as a little star.
Thousands of roads and bridges in Qian Qian are not as long as the Milky Way. I have traveled halfway around the world, from east to west.
The vastness of the earth aroused my surprise and appreciation. But who knows: how many stars in the universe are sisters of the earth! Who ever knew: how much land in the sky can be used as the hometown of mankind! Stars in the distance, can you see the earth? -It's chaos! Land far away, do you feel our existence? -How can you imagine! Life is precious, in order to praise the life of fighting, I wrote a book of poems; But on the road of life, how many times are there opportunities to look up at the stars! In the journey of life, how many nights have you seen the starry sky so quiet! In the space of the great universe, life is just a flash of a meteor.
In the long river of infinite time, life is just a tiny wave. Ah, starry sky, I can't help but feel melancholy, so I walked to the center of Beijing with a melancholy mood. (3) Suddenly, the magnificent starry sky suddenly changed its appearance.
It's getting dark, the stars are getting smaller, the sky looks dim, the clouds don't come, the wind doesn't blow, but it seems like a haze covers the sky. The sky narrows, the stars become lower, and the stars are no longer brilliant.
The night will never end, the moon will never rise and the sun will never rise. Oh, this sudden change confuses me. I can't help but look around with special surprise: right beside me, in Tiananmen Square, a wonderful Great Hall of the People has risen; In the hall, the cups in the banquet hall are full of friendship and fragrant wine pulp; On both sides of me, on Chang 'an Avenue, there are a long string of lights hanging. In that light, in the center of Beijing, a galaxy-like bridge was built.
Is this heaven and earth? No, it's a paradise on earth! Is this the land in heaven? No, it's a paradise on earth. The real world is not false at all; Describe it briefly, there is no need to exaggerate! Who said-the starry sky is brighter than the earth? Who is it-feeling sad under the stars? Tonight, it's time for me to calm down! Yes, I was wrong. I used to look so excited! Then I realized that I was the one who looked at the starry sky just now, not the starry sky.
We are alive, but the lifeless universe is neither born nor dead. The vault we think, but don't think, always shows our stupidity.
Starry sky, facing you, I am qualified to stand up.
2. The poem about the starry sky is 1, and a breeze ripples on the grass bank, through the night, and blows to my still tall mast. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. -From the Tang Dynasty: Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: the breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-mast boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward.
2, the stars are listed in the night, and the lights on the rocks are not heavy. It is my heart that hangs in the sky without polishing its luster. -From the Tang Dynasty: Hanshan's Night Catalogue
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: Many stars are arranged like chess pieces, which makes the night sky look deep. The unsinkable moon, like a solitary lamp, illuminates the cliff. Bright as a mirror, the moon is crystal clear without polishing. Hanging in the sky is my heart.
3, the star splashes Evian beads, the dew is about to drip, and the treasure is cut. The blue sky is like practice, and the light shakes the Beidou. -From the Yuan Dynasty: Meng Yun's "Clouds and Beads Splash on the Clear Sand"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: The meteors in the sky twinkle along the Milky Way, like splash and dew scattered, like a drop of jade liquid. In the night, bluegrass has withered, but it is still neat as scissors. The blue sky is like silk, and the big dipper is swaying with the waves.
4, the cloud is clever, the flying star spreads hatred, and the silver man is dark. -From the Song Dynasty: Qin Guan's "Qiao Yun, the Fairy of Queqiao"
Interpretation of vernacular Chinese: thin clouds change in the sky, meteors convey the sadness of acacia in the sky, and tonight I quietly cross the distant and boundless galaxy.
5. Wandering around the courtyard, the clouds hate Yu He's face. -From Yuan Dynasty: Zhang Kejiu's Sai Qiu Hong Chun Qing.
Interpretation of the vernacular: the stars are thin and the moon is light, the swing is empty, the sorrow is like a cloud, the hate is like rain, and the face is like a lotus.
3. What are the ancient poems about the starry sky? 1 One night abroad?
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world! .
The breeze blows the fine grass on the river bank, and the high-masted boat is moored alone at night. The stars are hanging in the sky, and Ye Ping looks very broad; The moonlight is surging with the waves, and the river is rolling eastward. Is my article famous? You should be dismissed even if you are old and sick. What's it like to wander around alone? Like a lonely Sha Ou between heaven and earth.
Step 2 look at the sea
Han Dynasty: Cao Cao
On the east coast, climb Jieshi Mountain to see the vast sea.
The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.
The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
Journey to the sun and the moon, if you go out.
Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise.
I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
Go east and climb Jieshi Mountain to enjoy the wonders of the sea. The waves are stirring, and the islands in the sea are listed and towering into the sky. Surrounded by lush trees and flowers, the bleak wind came, the vegetation shook, and the sea set off huge waves, rolling and whistling, as if to engulf the universe.
The ups and downs of the sun and the moon seem to come from the chest of the sea; The bright stars in the Milky Way also seem to emerge from the embrace of the sea. Ah, it's okay. It's wonderful. Let's sing and express our feelings freely.
3. Chang 'e
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Through the screen decorated with mica, the shadow of the candle gradually faded. The milky way sank and the morning star disappeared. Chang 'e regrets being lonely and stealing the elixir. Now only the blue sky and blue sea accompany her with a lonely heart every night.
4. Walking on Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight.
Song Dynasty: Xin Qiji
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. Daohuaxiang said a bumper harvest. Listen to the frogs.
In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian community was next to the forest. This road turns to the creek bridge.
The bright moon on the horizon rose to the treetops, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to bring cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice flowers, people are talking about the harvest year, and there are waves of frogs in their ears, as if talking about the harvest year.
There are light clouds in the sky, twinkling stars appear from time to time, and it is raining in front of the mountain. The familiar Maodian hut is still located in the Woods near the Earth Temple. Turning a corner, Maodian suddenly appeared in front of us.
5. Tianjiayuan Day
Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran
Bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east last night and got up again this morning.
I am forty years old. Although I have no official position, I am worried about farming.
A farmer working in a field full of mulberry trees is carrying a hoe and working with a shepherd boy.
Tian said that this year's climate is abundant.
Last night, bucket handle of the Big Dipper turned to the east, and this morning, the new year began again. I am forty years old. Although there is no official position, I am still worried about farming. Close to farmers working in fields covered with mulberry trees, carrying hoes and working with shepherds. Farmers speculate on this year's harvest, saying that this year is a bumper harvest year.
4. Autumn night, an ancient poem about the starry sky.
(Tang) Du Mu
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
[Modern Translation]
In autumn night, white candlelight reflects the barren painting screen; I have a small fan in my hand, patting the firefly gently. The night in Tianjie is as cool as well water; Looking up at the starry sky on the couch, Altair is facing Vega.
Tianshangyao
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Tianhe night drifts back to the stars, and Pu Yin clouds learn the sound of water.
The osmanthus in the jade palace has not fallen, and the fairy concubine picks incense and hangs tassels.
Qin Fei rolled up the north window and planted a little green phoenix in front of it.
Prince blowing sheng, in charge of goose management, called on dragons to plant tobacco and Yao grass.
Pink rose red ribbon lotus root silk skirt, green island step pick up Lan Hengchun.
The east means that xi can lead a horse, and the dust of the sea will give birth to a stone mountain.
On a clear night, the poet traveled in space and was attracted by the bright starry sky, so he spread his imagination wings and flew to a beautiful paradise.
Dream day
Open classification: poetry, art, dreaming, Li He
The old rabbit is cold and the toad is crying 1, and the half-open wall of Yunlou is inclined to be white.
The jade wheel rolled to reveal the wet mass light 3, and Luan Pei met Gui Xiang Mo 4.
Yellow dust and clear water walk down three mountains, unchanged for thousands of years.
Looking into the distance, qi zhou lit nine cigarettes and spilled six glasses of seawater.
-Li He
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It is a blue sky again, and the old rabbit cold toad is sobbing in a low voice.
The moonlight shines obliquely, and the half-opened cloud floor powder wall is pale.
The jade wheel was exposed, and the light and shadow around Tuantuan were wet.
Guihua Lane and Luan Pei specialize in fairy moths.
Overlooking the vast sea and fields under the three sacred mountains,
A thousand years of uncertainty in the world is like a galloping horse.
Look at Kyushu, China, and nine cigarettes float.
Na Pianhai's water is as shallow as gushing from the bosom.
5. the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon describing space.
Year: Tang Author: Li Shangyin Genre: Four Musts
The shadow of mica screen candle is deep, the Yangtze River gradually falls, and the stars sink.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
Chinese Valentine's Day; Qixi Festival
Year: Tang Author: Du Mu Genre: Four Musts
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water, lying watching morning glory and Vega.
He Fu walked into the heaven of science for the first time and looked at the stars.
Yang Jiong
Hiding in the palace, the stars occupy Taiyi Palace. Tianmen is full of flowers and the atmosphere is lush.
Beyond the blue sky, Huang Tu is the whole world. If the city is surrounded by water, the gate will reach Xinfeng.
The jade sill is on the Kunlun side and the golden axis is on the east. The truth belongs to Beidou, and the south wind sings at the beginning of Yuan Dynasty.
Five Emperors of Han Temple and Eight Emperors of Huai. Taoist books are woven into bamboo slips, and spiritual liquid is poured into buttonwood trees.
The grass is green and the flowers are red. The stone building is picturesque and the ground mirror is empty.
The year of Sanghai should be accumulated, and Taoyuan Road is not poor. If Huang Xuan asks, he will live in Kongtong in March.
6. Ask if there are any particularly good poems that can be applied to the starry universe. I come from a distant planet.
That golden star,
Its name is Sun.
There is a blue planet around it,
Its name is Earth.
I can't remember the time and route,
My little spaceship lost power and direction,
I'm surrounded by darkness and emptiness,
The distant starlight is like the devil's eyes no longer flashing,
It is laughing at my frivolity and cursing my soul.
Why not go to hell and go to heaven,
Heaven is the same, dark and cold,
Devil,
I don't care about your ridicule, your sarcasm,
You can't understand the human spirit, you can't see the human heart,
They are not only going to heaven, but also to hell.
One day, you will understand that human beings go to the universe by their own strength.
Unlike you, you are born to play tricks on others.
Jesus Christ,
Please show me the way,
Here, I am closest to you, I am your child,
I hear your voice echoing in heaven,
In that white palace, there are many angels waiting for guests from afar.
They walked up to me slowly, dressed me,
Because I'm too cold to be strong,
I was finally saved by you and hugged by you.
I lay on the white bed and saw the angel's beautiful smile.
She greeted me and said she could take me home.
Great, great,
But she said she was not an angel, but a star.
He is a planet man far from the sun.
They wander here, wandering in the universe,
They charged my little spaceship,
Show me the way,
Say that the solar system is there, don't worry.
I asked them to come home with me,
But they said they didn't want to disturb the beautiful blue star.
They would rather wander than bless us.
I finally went home,
I saw the golden sun shining,
Shining on the beautiful land,
That place is called the motherland-China!