[Looking at the Sea] 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. A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
[A berth under the North Fort Mountain] Wang Wantang
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.
[Qiantang Spring Tour] Bai Juyi Tang
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
[Xijiangyue] Xin Qiji Song
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.
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 was near the forest, and the road turned to Xitou.
[Tianjingsha Qiu Si] Ma Zhiyuan Yuan
Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses, sunset, heartbroken people at the end of the world.
Cao Cao, although the tortoise has a long life.
Although the tortoise has a long life, it has its moments. The snake rides the fog and eventually turns to dust. The old horse crouches, aiming at thousands of miles; The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
The surplus and contraction period is not only in the sky; Blessings that nourish grace can last forever. I am glad to use this poem to express my inner desire.
[Passing the Old Village] Meng Haoran Tang
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops. Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Chang Jiantang 】 【 Zen after Breaking Mountain Temple 】
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard.
[I heard that Wang Changling moved to Longbiao Kiln to deliver this] Li Baitang
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
[A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night] Li Shangyin Tang
When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.
"Qinhuai" Du
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
【 Huanxisha 】 Yan Shusong
A new song and a glass of wine. Last year, the weather got old. When does the sun set?
There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns. Wandering alone in the small garden, fragrant path.
[After the Song and Yuan Dynasties, Chen Chu Qigong Store] Yang Wanli Song
Mo Yan has no difficulty in going down the mountain and earning empty love; Entering Wanshan Circle, one mountain blocks one mountain.
[Like a Dream] Li Qingzhao's song
I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sunset, intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and lingering. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.
[Reading] Zhu
Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast. Ask where the canal is so clear, because there is running water at the source.
Seven (below)
Wu Jun's Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains
The mountain and the sky are connected into clouds, and the afterglow of the sunset can be seen from the cracks in the bamboo forest. Birds fly happily to the eaves and white clouds float out of the window.
Zhu wangwei
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.
Du Fu met Li Guinian by the river.
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
"Guest" Zhao Shixiu
Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
Liu Changqing, send it to Master Che Ling.
Blue chikurinji, near the distant bell in the middle of the night.
The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan.
Li Bai, Emei Mountain Moon Song
In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected.
In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou.
Go to Cen Can, the capital, to meet the messenger.
The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.
I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.
Li Bai, smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a spring night.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
Wei Wuying in Xixi, Chuzhou
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees.
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Eight (on)
Long song line/long song line
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
Wang Ji's fantasy
Looking at the dusk in Gaodong, I want to rely on it.
Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.
The shepherd brought the calf back, hunted horses and brought birds back.
Care for no acquaintances, Long song pregnant with Cai Wei.
Meng Haoran: I was pregnant with Leng Jiang early.
The south is a wilderness, because leaves are falling, and the wind from the north makes the water cold.
My home is wandering by the river, and the sea of clouds is far away.
Tears of homesickness in the journey, see the back of the sail on the horizon.
The smoke in the wind blurs where the ferry can be, and the vast river ripples in the sunset.
Looking at Dongting Lake from afar —— addressed to Premier Zhang
The autumn water rises and almost blends with the shore, mixing water and sky with the sky.
Ozawa's water vapor transpiration on the cloud soil is white, and the waves seem to shake the whole Yueyang.
I'm going to cross the water to find a boat and paddle. It's a shame to return home in the sacred age.
Sitting around watching other people's hard river fishing can only envy the fish caught in the fish.
Yellow Crane Tower
Don Cui Hao
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked at my hometown, and the twilight was getting thicker, and the mist of sadness was filled on the river waves.
Send a friend away
Tang-Li Bai
There is a blue mountain line north of the Great Wall.
To the east of the city is a white waterline.
Here you must leave me and drift away,
Like loose grass hundreds of miles away.
I will think of you in the clouds,
So think of me in the sunset.
We waved goodbye,
My horse brays again and again.
Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
Since ancient times, every autumn has been sad and lonely.
I say autumn is better than spring tide.
In the clear sky, a crane is walking among the clouds.
It brought poetry to Bixiao.
Lushan line
mei yao chen
In the early morning, the rolling Lushan Mountain, with thousands of peaks competing and beautiful, is spectacular, which just caters to my interest in natural scenery.
Along the way, the mountain range in front of me is constantly changing, and a person is immersed in the winding and deep wild road, but forgets where to go.
The sun rises, the snow melts, the mountains look more silent and empty, the silly bear is slowly climbing the tree, and the deer is leisurely sipping the stream.
I'm nothing but a chicken outside the cloud.
Huanxisha
Su Shi
Play Qingquan Temple in Qishui, next to the temple is Lanxi, and the stream flows west.
Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. At dusk, the rain is whispering.
Who says there is no shortage of life, and the running water in front of the door can still move westward? Don't bemoan the passage of old age!
1 1 April 4th, it was stormy.
Lu you
I lay sprawled in my lonely country, not feeling sad about my situation, but thinking about defending the frontier of the country.
The night will be over, I lie in bed listening to the sound of wind and rain, in a daze in my dream, riding an armored horse across the frozen river to the northern battlefield.
Eight (below)
For the first time, I visited Lotte Yangzhou (Liu Yuxi Tang), a desolate place of Bashan and Chushui, which was abandoned for 23 years. People come back. Like people in Michelle, I can only play the flute, and I am disappointed. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Today, listen to you sing a song, drink a glass of wine and cheer up.
Chibi (Du) lost its halberd and sank its sand and iron, not selling it, but washing away the former dynasty. If the east wind is not convenient for Zhou Yu, I'm afraid the outcome will be Cao Cao's victory and Er Qiao's detention in Tongquetai.
After a tough battle with Ding Yang (Wen Tianxiang), there are few stars around. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. The beach of fear says fear, and there is a sigh in the ocean. Since ancient times, no one has died in life, leaving a heart that shines through history.
Shui Diao Ge Tou (Su Shi)
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, happily drank the next morning, drunk, wrote this word, and missed my brother Su Zhe.
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
Goat Tongguan Nostalgia (Zhang Yuan) peaks are like gathering, waves are like anger, and mountains and rivers are all on Tongguan road. Looking at Xijing, I hesitated, saddened by the Qin and Han Dynasties, all the palaces were made of mud. Xing, the people suffer. Death makes people suffer.
Drinking (Part V) (Tao Yuanming) Building a house is in a humanistic environment, but there are no chariots and horses. When you ask him what he can do, your heart is far from self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely. The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. There is real meaning in this, but you forgot what you wanted to say.
It's hard to go (Li Bai) and the pure wine cost, gold cup, 10 thousand copper a hip flask, jade plate is rich in food. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain.
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of sailing a boat towards the sun. It's hard to walk, it's hard to walk, a lot of roads, and today's safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
The hut was broken by the autumn wind (Du Fu)
In August and autumn, the wind roared, and it swept my triple grass. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.
I can't stand being a thief because the children in Nancun bully me. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I could hardly breathe. When I came back, I sighed.
In a blink of an eye, the wind sets clouds and ink, and autumn is bleak and dark. Cloth is as cold as iron for many years, and jiao er lies in it. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet of rain are not cut off. Since the chaos, I have had little sleep and the night is wet.
There are tens of millions of buildings in Ande, which greatly protect all the smiles of the poor in the world, and the wind and rain are as quiet as mountains. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!
A song "Bai Xuege" sent Tian Shuji Wu home (Tang)
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Snowflakes fell into the curtains and wet them. The fur was not warm and the gold cup was too thin. The general used cold hands to protect his hands. The armored steel was too cold to wear.
The desert freezes over/kloc-0.000 feet, with a crack, and the sky is full of darkness and melancholy. In the manager's account, this wine is a farewell party, and the Huqin Pipa flute ensemble adds luster to this entertainment.
In the evening, in front of the headquarters gate, heavy snow fell, the red flag froze, and the wind could not drag. Luntai East Gate, welcome to the capital. Go, the mountain road is covered with snow.
I haven't seen you in the winding mountain road, leaving only a row of horseshoe prints.
Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems (Gong Zizhen Qing) are far away from the world. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
To my brother (Liu), pine in Tingshan and caress in the valley. When the wind is strong, pine branches are strong. First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex.
After resigning from the viceroy, Tang went to his post in Shu through the wall of Sanqin and a layer of fog. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions. After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Youzhou Tower (Chen Ziang Soup) Where are the lost years in front of me? Behind me, where are the future generations? . Only the boundless universe, boundless, can't stop the tears full of sadness.
My retreat in Zhongnanshan
Wang Wei
After middle age, I have a strong kind heart, and I didn't settle down at the edge of Mount Zhongnan until my later years.
Interest concentration is often unique to play and have a happy thing to enjoy self-appreciation.
Sometimes go to the end of the water to seek the source, or sit and watch the ever-changing clouds rise.
Occasionally I met a village elder in the Woods, and I chatted with him until I often forgot to go home.
Yesterday, I said goodbye to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa (Li Bai) in Xuanzhou, and I had to leave Bolt and me. It hurts my heart even more today. Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie. We are all lofty distant thoughts, longing for the sky and the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with the sword, the sadness is back, although we drown them with wine, because the world can't satisfy our desire, I will let go of my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow.
In the early spring, it was raining lightly outside the Ministry of Water (Hanyu), and the grass color in the distance was close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Untitled (Li Shangyin Tang Dynasty) It was long before I met her, and even longer after we parted, the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Meet Huan (Li Yu of the Southern Tang Dynasty in the Five Dynasties) and go to the West Building alone. There is nothing to say, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart.
Dengfeilaifeng (Wang Anshi in the Northern Song Dynasty) flew to Chihiro Pagoda on the mountain and heard the cock crow. As written in a China poem, we are not afraid of dark clouds covering our sight, because we are already on the top of the mountain.
10. Su Mu Fan Zhongyan Northern Song Dynasty
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn colors, cold smoke, green waves.
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing the idea of traveling, staying in bed every night unless I had a good dream.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.