Poems of conquering the south in Ming and Qing Dynasties 1. Ming and Qing poetry
The other eye of the clock
It's raining, and the spring lantern will leave at night, and it's hard to sit when you're white.
Going out is the end of the world, and tomorrow you will miss the dream catcher.
Yan Jiangyue said goodbye to her friends in the post. Author: (Ming) Wen Tianxiang hates Dongfeng and doesn't borrow British things from the world. In the residual photos of Wu Hua, a bird of Shu, I can't bear to see the broken city, the copper finches in spring and the tears of the golden people in autumn. Who will hate this snow? Open firm but gentle, bullfight empty recognition of Qi Jie. That letter Jiang Hai spent the rest of his life traveling south to Wan Li. It was a ship. I want to leave a drunken eye for Ou Meng, and I want to look at the clouds carefully. Win by swallowing the column, go back to the flag, and be crowned through the ages. With insomnia, Qinhuai should be a lonely moon. The village drinks Li Jian Village, drinks the money of every family, and the bamboo fence is outside the pond. The spirit of Gu Si has always been at a constant price for a long time, so parents should not talk about their youth. In the drizzle, people return to the grass late, and Dongfeng cattle fall asleep. The seedlings have grown shorter than those in mulberry bud, and they are busy eating cold food at the vernal equinox. After crossing Shizhangrun Road in Shanjia County, Hubei Province, I returned to Shidi, and the old tree went out of the wall. Wild rivers are moist, and peach blossoms become villages. The fence crows chickens, and the children and grandchildren are happy. I will hide when I am old, and the front peak is opposite the door. Wu Chunzhong sent Li Sheng back to Chang 'an and Qian Qian B, where it was stormy and the river was dark, and he was worried that he would be ill and see him off. Yangzhou misty moon is like a dream, and Jiangshan Jianye is clear. At night, the crow folds the willow in front of the door, and the spring bird holds the cherry blossoms outside. Don't forget to drink in the early stage. I want to spend the rest of my life with my medicine bag. It's a blessing to go boating on the West Lake in summer in Hunan and Guangdong. After leaving Hangzhou for ten years, the wind blows me to the corner of the lake and mountain. It's really beautiful. I used to be a guest of Donghua, looking back at the boundless. Is it a flat business to kill dogs for fame and carve dragons to write scrolls? ! Xiao Su, a fellow villager, thinks that Ying Xiao Wo is not a plan. Just seeing a touch of sunset and half a embankment of vanilla, I feel sad. Where can I find the sound of socks, lonely delivery. Hatred blows a flute, crazy says a sword, two kinds of ecstasy. Like two spring dreams, the sound of oars swings into the clouds. The western suburbs are good, and the ancients wrote poems that hurt spring. The chariots and horses in the western suburbs are tired, so Mr. Ding 'an sells wine as a reward. Mr. Tan Chunren doesn't think so, but Mr. Song Chunren scoffs. You have to have three or four children when you call friends, and you will be completely confused as soon as you leave the city. Such as Qiantang chamber night Cang, such as Kunyang war morning invincible; If 84,000 heavenly daughters wash their faces, they pour rouge here. Why does Qin Gao's carp want to go to heaven? If the jade palace is washed empty, there will be no caterpillar eyebrows in the thirty-six realms. Another example is Mr. Wang's life anxiety, which is infinitely full of trance and grotesque. Mr. Wang has read three books, and he likes the clearer words in Vimo Volume. I also heard that the pure land is four inches deep, which is particularly charming when printed. The net country of the west has not yet arrived, so what's the point of writing next time? There are endless flowers on Andrew's tree, and it rains more and better. 360 days is the time when flowers bloom and fall. There are three autumn hearts, one is like the sea, but one autumn soul can't be recruited. Desert tulips in the arms, elegant ancient Yu Pei in the waist. The northwest is cold, and the sword is full of southeast flutes. There are countless big stars, and they fall into the forest in January. Secondly, suddenly an official came to the gate and the crowd could not pitch. New knowledge touches the eyes of spring clouds, and the older generation fills the chest and rains at night. It is difficult to get the correct answer if there is a spirit in heaven, and don't be false if the word yin is invalid. The Hakkas in Xiaolai are poor and rich, and there are countless people in southern Hunan. Third, my mind is full of aura where I think. If there is no road through Bihan, the soil will erode Hanhua and this tomb. A surname is buried in a certain water and mountain, and its taste is known by its hairpin and handkerchief. From the outside of the balcony, I can see a graceful autumn star or a gentleman. Walking on the beach in early spring-[Qing] Xu Canfang's grass has just sprouted, the pear flower has not rained, and the spring soul has become heaven and earth. Who are the crystal curtains for? The golden clothes fly to the cherry tree. The old country is vast, the boat is not so good, and the sunset flows away. Yun Lan still overlaps the old rivers and mountains, and the moon marks rest in peace.
2. What are the poems about East, West, North and South?
1, I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. Tang Wang Wei's "Send Yuan 20 An Xi"
Sincerely advise friends to have another glass of wine, because it is difficult to meet old relatives when they go west outside Yangguan.
2, wordless alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. -Five Dynasties Li Yu's "Welcome Huan, Go to the West Building without Words"
Silent and lonely, I slowly climbed up the empty west building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue.
3. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms flow, and mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Hezhi, "Fishing Song, Egrets Flying in Front of Cisse Mountain" in Tang Dynasty
Egrets fly freely in front of Mount Cisse. In the river, chubby mandarin fish are swimming happily, and the peach blossoms floating on the water are so bright and full.
4, Xiayi Messi, folding plum to Jiangbei. -"Song of Xizhou" in the Northern and Southern Dynasties.
I miss plum blossoms and want to go to Xizhou, where I can fold them and send them to the north bank of the Yangtze River.
My middle-aged heart found its way, and I came to live at the foot of this mountain. Wang Wei in Tang Dynasty —— Going up the mountain to send an old friend to the city
After middle age, I had a strong heart for doing good, and I didn't settle in the border of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.
6. It is said that the spring in the south of the Yangtze River is not good, and it will reduce the mood every year. -Bai Juyi, early spring of Nanhu Lake in Tang Dynasty.
It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that my body and mind are getting older every year and my interest is decreasing.
7. See how Mount Zhongnan soars, with white tops over clouds. -Zu Yong's View on the Xuefeng Mountain in Central and South China in the Tang Dynasty
Looking at the south from a distance, the mountains in the north are beautiful and snowy, like a cloud.
8. Who will go to the North Building, the breeze will thank the public. -Li Bai's "Qiu Deng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building" in the Tang Dynasty
Besides me, who else would like to come to Xie Tiao North Building to meet Xiao Sa Qiufeng and Miss Xie?
9. In the twilight, the horses are fascinated by the north mountain. -Wang Bao of the Northern and Southern Dynasties "Crossing Hebei"
At night, I will drive my horse and get lost at the corner of Beishan.
10, Xie Tingbei sees the guests off and drinks at every gentleman. -Li Bai In the Tang Dynasty, "I was in the North Second Hill of Jingting when I bid farewell to Fujian, and I landed here when I met Cui."
I just met you drinking when I was seeing off guests in North Xie Ting.
3. What are the poems with South?
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks.
After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight.
Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.
People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.
At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?
Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The situation in Beijing has not changed for many years. Suddenly, I heard that the spring rain reminded me of Jiangnan.
My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. -Wen Tianxiang
The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
In the south, there is a beautiful woman whose face is as fragrant as Rong Ruo peach blossom and as beautiful as plum blossom.
Peacock flying southeast, Peacock flying southeast, wandering five miles, Hanging Southeast Branch
The song of everlasting regret has moved southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.
"Mulan Poetry" bought a reins in the south and a whip in the north.
"In the southeast corner of sunrise, according to my Qin Lou, Qin has a good daughter who calls herself Luo Fu."
4. Jiangnan poetry
Year: Tang Author: Han Yi
Send Li Xiu to Jiangnan (a work to send Sun Ge back to Jiangnan).
Cross the Huaihe River to rest grass and return to the East for thousands of miles. Wild water comes out of Wushan, and birds fly to Yue.
Lotus fragrance goes with it, and Meiyu orders clothes. Many Cangjiang customers, such as Junda, are rare.
Year: Song Author:
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
For the brothel banquet, the pretty girl recommended Yao Cup. A piece of Baiyun River looks at the moon, and the international evening tide drags on. The character was mistaken for Yaotai. Drunk wine brushed my cheek. The delicate face is no longer pink, and the fragrant red is better than the snow cage plum. The standard is particularly dusty.
Year: Song Author:
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Think about your moments in the air. One step, Huaying is in a state of confusion, and tears hang down two lines. When will the victory be? Disease is the hardest thing to keep. There is no place to put it in my heart, and the tea rack was delayed last month. Who knows that melancholy.
Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Butterflies in the south of the Yangtze River, sunset in pairs. He looks like he lang is full of powder, but inside he looks like Han shou loves stealing incense. Talent and frivolity. After a light rain, thin wings are tired of smoke. I accompanied the bees to the yard and flew over the east wall. The dragon is busy sending flowers.
Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Willow in the south of the Yangtze River is soft. When the flowers fall, they touch the wine lamp and the wicker blows under their heads. Everyone is romantic. The moon in Jiangnan is as complicated as a mirror. Like a mirror, it doesn't invade your face, like a hook without hanging a curtain. Dragons are pressed to leave their sorrows.
Year: Song Author:
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Jiangnan wine, a place with strong flavor. Drunk in the deep lane of the spring breeze, looking for the east of Xiaoqiao Township. Bamboo leaves are covered with gold. When sandalwood is drunk, people's faces turn red. On the green apricot, yellow plum and bamboo pavilion, the shad are in the bitter bamboo shoots and jade plates. As drunk as a fiddler.
Year: Song Author:
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Smoke in the south of the Yangtze River blows the wind of embroidered curtains. In February, the pond news agency opened, and the lair of the Six Dynasties Palace was empty. I am arrogant in the west. Wang Xiefu used to be in Qitang. Smoke flies far away, and dreams are in a hurry. It occupies the apricot garden red.
Year: Song Author:
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Bamboo in the south of the Yangtze River is pure and moist. Shenjing wants to live in Shuangfeng lodge, and the backyard is lonely. The wind and the moon are falling. Cold jade is thin, and frost and graupel urge each other. Tears are empty, and the sheep cart was once brought by Cui Zhilai. Don't cut the dragon flute easily
Year: Song Author:
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
The grass in the south of the Yangtze River is as complicated as a trace. The fallen petal warbler's tongue is disorderly, and the green fan Nanpu's soul disappears. Fight the blue robe every day. The wind is about to turn, and softness is invincible. Far and green, after the night rain, the cold sand belt is faint. Who dreamed of Lan Heng?
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Spring is getting old, when will spring clothes change? The winding water is low, the banana leaves are stable, and the dancing wind is soft and light. The music rose to. After a light rain, there is no impulse to plow. A hundred tongues are silent, peaches and plums are exhausted, and the depths of Zhelin are singing. Spring belongs to radish.
Year: Song Author: Zhou Bangyan
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Wandering prostitutes scattered around the embankment alone. The grass is full of smoke and water, and the west of the city is cloudy and dark. Nine strangers never touch mud. Under the peach and plum blossoms, the Spring Festival Gala was unsuccessful. Outside the wall, flowers find their way around, and Liu Yin crosses the warbler. There is sadness everywhere.
Year: Song Author: Li Gang
Wang Jiangnan/Yi Jiangnan
Return passengers to ride across the river. Maodian chickens crow cold and tease the moon, and Banqiao is cold and frosty. Look at Chu Tianchang again. Early spring letter, mountain wild plum fragrance. The curtain reflecting water and wine rises obliquely in the sun, and fishing boats ring quietly in the forest. The sun sets.
5. Poems about adventure
An ancient poem describing the war: 1, people want to sleep, but generals have white hair and tears.
(Fan Zhongyan's "Pride of Fisherman") 2. Work hard, then decline, and finally get tired. 3, air flow, cold light iron.
("Mulan Poetry") 4. Go to Taiwan to recruit old employees and lay off Yamaraja with 100,000 as the standard. (Chen Yi's meiling three chapters) 5. In autumn, the horn is ringing all over the sky, the rouge is stuffed, and the night purple is condensed.
(Li He's "Wild Goose Gate Taishouxing") 6. Lying at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. (Lu you November 4 storm) 7. After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.
(Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 8. When you are drunk, you will look at the sword and dream of blowing the horn. Give the roast beef to the men and the band will play northern songs.
This is a military parade on the battlefield in autumn. (Xin Qiji's Breaking the Array-Giving Strong Words to Chen Tongfu) 9. If the broken sand iron is not sold, I will wash it and recognize the former dynasty.
(Du Mu's Red Cliff) 10, the gentleman is in service, I don't know his date. The Book of Songs, Gentleman's Words 1 1 Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers last forever, and all the plants are in spring.
(Du Fu's "Spring Hope").
6. Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty, Ming and Qing Dynasties. The poet's poem about the moon
1. "The moon hangs in the sky, making the night lonely"-Many of Du Fu's moon poems are bitter, cold, desolate and tragic, reflecting the war, paying attention to the "An Shi Rebellion" and revealing the great disaster brought to the people.
Du Fu's The First Nine Embankments, The Last Five Embankments and The Northern Expedition are all representative works of this kind. "Midday hangs the bright moon, which makes the severe night lonely" (the second part of the last five chapters) is stuck in the empty realm. The night when the bright moon hangs high should have been the time for people to rest and fall into sweet dreams.
This is not the case. In Hu Jia's mournful voice, under the lonely moon hanging high, and in the serious military atmosphere, the foot soldiers dare not be presumptuous and cannot slack off. They can only be silent and sad, at the mercy of war, and have no freedom. Such a profound and vigorous scene with broad artistic conception makes people feel like they are in a jam.
The Northern Expedition can be said to be a typical representative of Du Fu's epic. The whole poem is huge, with 700 words in 140 sentences, which is the longest of Du Fu's five-character poems. The Anshi Rebellion, the demise of the country, the changes of the times, and the fate of individuals are all in the poem; The whole poem is full of complicated feelings, thinking about the past, sighing about the reality, thinking about the future, and galloping wildly, which is called the swan song of the ages.
Among them, "the night passes through the battlefield, and the cold moon shines on the bones. Tongguan million divisions, who died? " The poet crossed the battlefield in the middle of the night. Under the gloomy shadow of Leng Yue, countless bones are telling heartbreaking tragedies and accusing the people of endless disasters caused by the Anshi Rebellion.
The style of writing is simple and profound, full of feelings of worrying about the country and the people, with the desire of national rejuvenation, reflecting the political situation and social reality at that time, thus expressing the resentment of ordinary people. "Color trail, high curtilage watergate.
Between the thin clouds and the rocks, the solitary moon turns over. Storks chase silence, jackals eat noisily.
Insomnia and anxiety, unable to work hard. Du Fu has always been concerned about the rise and fall of the country and the safety of the people. He wrote many sleepless nights in different modes, and expressed his magnificent feelings of caring about current events and people's livelihood through what he saw, heard and thought during his sleepless hours.
The lonely moon churning in the waves is even more desolate in the melee between storks and jackals, echoing the poet's sad feeling of worrying about Gan Kun but unable to turn back when he was awake in the last two sentences. Therefore, the lonely moon is not only a simple water moon scene, but also a portrayal of the poet's sad mood. As mentioned above, there are many poems reflecting the desolation of frontier fortress. "The quiet building is dark and straight, and the mountains are faint and the moon is oblique."
When night comes, birds will die and crows will be killed. ("Farewell") In the clear autumn, Zhao Ao said in "A Detailed Interpretation of Du Fu's Poems": "Every sentence is about singing scenery, and every sentence is about love. Speaking of sour feeling, people want to cry.
Second, "he knows that the dew will be frost tonight, and how bright the moonlight is at home!" " -Nostalgia and Affection Du Fu has been wandering all his life, often far away from his hometown and relatives. His thoughts about his hometown and relatives are deep and deep. The representative works in this field are Moonlit Night and Moonlit Night Remembering My Brother.
Since ancient times, the moon has been the most basic maternal complex, pinning people's thoughts on their loved ones in their hometown, as the saying goes, "the moon sends acacia thousands of miles away." "In Fuzhou, far away, she was watching the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is. The fragrant mist wets the temples, and the jade shoulders are cold.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? . "-(Du Fu's Moonlit Night) After the An Shi Rebellion broke out, Du Fu placed his wife and children in Zhangzhou, and in August, the Prince ascended the throne in Lingwu. The news came that Du Fu ran from Zhangzhou to Lingwu, hoping to do something for the new emperor, but was captured by Anshi rebels halfway and escorted to Chang 'an.
The poet lives in Chang 'an, which has fallen, and cares about his wife in Zhangzhou. One autumn at the foot of the mountain, Du Fu wrote this sincere and touching homesickness.
The outstanding feature of this poem is that the poet intentionally expresses his feelings of missing his wife, but it is written from his thoughts of his wife, which makes the thoughts fly from the other side and makes Du Fu's thoughts more and more profound. As Wang Siyuan, a poetry critic in the Ming Dynasty, said, "Homesickness of the masses and families has reached a new level.
I mind that my children can't think, and I have entered a new level. My temples are wet and my arms are cold, so I can watch the moon for a long time.
The better the moon is, the more bitter it is, and the more beautiful the language is. At the end of the day, when I think of getting together, I feel sorry for the shape of the moon, and my words are graceful and earnest. I saw this old love. "
("Du Yi") The whole poem evokes feelings with the bright moon, and the same bright moon embodies the mutual thoughts of the two places. The long and distant yearning, intertwined with the hazy moonlight, forms a beautiful and profound atmosphere, which makes readers feel sad and sad. The long-lasting affection, the shift of time and space, and the excellent artistic conception make this poem the most outstanding representative of Du Fu's Five Laws, and also make this poem a model for thousands of years.
Du Fu not only misses his wife and children, but also cares about his siblings. The turbulent situation and hard life aroused his infinite affection for his loved ones.
"A tramp hears drums foretell a battle, and a wild goose is in autumn. The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death. Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop. "
Under the threat of war, Du Fu tied his brothers together in the moonlight and the sound of lonely geese on the night of the Millennium Festival and wrote the above poem. The world is the same bright moon, but due to different time, place and mood, the degree of moonlight is also different. The loneliness of brothers' separation makes Qinzhou month naturally inferior to the warm hometown month where brothers and sisters meet, and the night view of dewdrop moon contains infinite affection.
The whole poem expresses the poet's pain in the destruction of the country and his family in fresh language, and expresses his deep and pure friendship with his brother. It can be said that every word is vivid and artistic appeal is extremely strong. In addition, Du Fu also has some famous poems about the moon to express the poet's concern about the future and life and death of his old friend Li Bai, as well as his unforgettable feelings for his old friend, such as "I woke up, and the moonlight shone on the rafters like your face, still floating in the air" (the first of "Li Bai's two dreams").
Third, "The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the moon is lonely all night"-Du Fu has always adhered to his personality ideal and lofty ambition of "worrying about Li Yuan in poor years and sighing in his intestines" no matter what difficulties and hardships he encountered in his life. Although he was depressed for a long time and could not be used, he never forgot.
"The breeze rippled on the grass shore, through the night, and blew to my still high 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, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . "
On a lonely moonlit night, the poet was alone.