Poems about reeds 1. Poems about reeds
1, Nanchi night talk in the same year as Hou.
Author: Xu Hun in Tang Dynasty
Reed is pruned at dusk, and birds in the stream go fishing.
The dew is cool, the flowers are gathering in the evening, and the wind is quiet and bamboo contains autumn.
The slender figure of reeds stood in the dusk, and the poultry in the stream got on the fishing boat one after another. In the evening, the dew is cool and the flowers converge their petals. The wind is still, and bamboo smells of autumn.
2. "Send Geng Chu Shi"
Author: Jia Dao in Tang Dynasty
Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze.
In autumn, the mountains and grasslands look quiet, and reeds sing happily in the evening breeze.
3. "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene"
Author: Su Shi in Song Dynasty
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
Two or three peach blossoms are blooming outside the bamboo forest, and ducks are swimming in the water. They first noticed the warming of the river in early spring. The beach has been covered with Artemisia selengensis, asparagus has begun to sprout, and puffer fish is about to swim back into the river from the sea.
4. Eight Ships Entering Kuangshan in Late Autumn
Author: Guan Xiu in Tang Dynasty
Deep in the reed flowers, the fishing songs are long.
Although the heart recalls the past, the sails are like floating Hunan.
From the depths of the reed flowers on the river came the melodious fishing songs of fishermen. Although people are still thinking about the land of wuyue, the sails have set sail on the Xiangjiang River without nostalgia.
5. Walking among the reeds
Author: Song Author: Peng
The reed rustles in the evening wind, and the captain is painted in the rain.
Living is boring, but it's good to have an old fishing tube by the stream.
A misty evening breeze blew from the reed forest, and the boat was picturesque in the rain reed forest. I'm tired of the Jianghu things in my life and I'm fishing leisurely by the river.
6. "Send the German teacher from East Zhejiang to the West in the Imperial Palace"
Author: Zhang Ben in Tang Dynasty
The willows are gradually thinning the reeds, and I will send you home on a poor day.
Interpretation: The willow leaves are gradually falling, and the reeds are white. I'll send you back at sunset in the evening.
2. Ancient poems about reeds
Jiangcun is that thing.
[SiKongShu]
Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly.
Even if the wind blows at night and the boat is blown away by the wind, it just stops on the shallow shore of the reed catkin beach.
Jiang Cun wan tiao
[Dai Fugu]
The sunshine on the river head is flat, and the tide recedes and the fishing boat pavilion is inclined.
Bai Niao stood by the water and watched people start to walk into the reed flowers.
Qingxi guest song
[Wang Chongliang]
The wild king plays with his hand, and there is a continuous festival outside the door.
Show your eyebrows and smile in purple beard and autumn, with Curtin Moon in your sleeve.
Yin Shan's master carried Sesshū Tōyō, and the tent was tied to Qingxitou.
I don't know much about ear fever all my life. Do you want to stay in the clouds?
In the west wind, the reeds don't move and the seagulls fly.
Horseshoe still enters the green hills, and willow tips soak in the moon like water.
Ode to reed
[Yu Yafei]
Shallow water wetland with graceful reeds;
Swaying with the wind, unpretentious.
3. What are the ancient poems about reeds?
Bai Juyi stayed in the reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest on a stormy night, and when he stopped the boat, his thoughts were myriad. In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind. A hundred years later, everything is empty. When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth.
Liu Yuxi spent the night in cattle, bamboo and reed, and the autumn river gave birth to scales. The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing. The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit. No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
After the rain in Jia Dao, Liu Xu stayed in Chibixi in autumn to wash jade, and the place was clear. Reed sound and rain sound, lotus fragrance around the lamp. The ancient Qin road is on the shore, and the Han and Huangling tombs are on the pavilion surface. Jingsi spring is the foundation, and the cliff falls several layers.
At the end of autumn, Guan Xiu went to Kuangshan to sail eight reeds, and the fishing songs were long. Although the heart recalls the past, the sails are like floating Hunan. Stone otters hold fish white, while Mao Ting soaks waves yellow. It doesn't hurt to be idle for a thousand miles
Fishing boats in Zhenggu River cut off smoke, and reeds in the old river scattered. It is accidental to live or fall, and it is also accidental to die. Bai Bo is full of herons, and the yellow leaf forest gives off cicadas. Chariots are young, and they go to Suichuan to sing in operas in the morning and evening.
4. Poems about reeds
Jiangcun overlooks the night view of Dai Fugu.
The sunshine on the river head is flat, and the tide recedes and the fishing boat pavilion is inclined.
Bai Niao stood by the water and watched people start to walk into the reed flowers.
Qingxi guest song
Wang chongliang
The wild king plays with his hand, and there is a continuous festival outside the door.
Show your eyebrows and smile in purple beard and autumn, with Curtin Moon in your sleeve.
Yin Shan's master carried Sesshū Tōyō, and the tent was tied to Qingxitou.
I don't know much about ear fever all my life. Do you want to stay in the clouds?
In the west wind, the reeds don't move and the seagulls fly.
Horseshoe still enters the green hills, and willow tips soak in the moon like water.
Reed ode to Yafei
Shallow water wetland with graceful reeds;
Swaying with the wind, unpretentious.
5. Poems about reeds
Reed on the shore
At night, I sit on the swing and the wind blows.
Gently kissing the faint bamboo forest.
The crescent moon is hanging in the sky.
night with beautiful moonlight
Semi-rolling green light
Sleep on dark curtains.
When I'm drunk,
where am I going?
two
Starting with comedy,
Tragic curtain call
Salto nel vuoto
Like a veil carried away by the breeze.
Like petals washed away by running water
Like tears carried away by years.
three
Love wisdom
What kind of love is this?
Infinite ideas
Condense into eternal air
Raise a glass to ask for heaven
When can I invite Mingyue?
four
painful
Is a philosopher.
happy
It's a pig
Countless middlemen
For the faint question "Who am I?"
Stumble into pain
The way to find
Air condenses into iron.
Be completely defeated
But I still have no regrets
6. Complete poems about reeds
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Liu Yuxi
Title: Niuzhu at night.
Content:
Reed rises in the evening wind, and Qiu Jiang scales.
The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing.
The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit.
No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
Year: Tang Dynasty
Author: Jia Dao
Title: Send Geng.
Content:
A bottle of farewell wine is endless.
Wanshui Qian Shan Road, only a few months.
Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze.
If you don't return to China, you will pass on a false name.
7. What are the ancient poems about "reed"?
1, weeds.
Author: Tang
The land is self-contained, which is due to planting work.
Flowers spit snow, no rhyme and no wind.
A bird with a warped sand in its reflection is a worm with deep roots.
On a cold rainy night, Jianghan thinks endlessly.
2, "reed"
Author: Wang Zhenbai
Gao Shi wants to plant reeds in rivers and lakes.
The breeze comes from time to time, and the bamboo is thriving.
Tender feelings like thin sunshine and thick raindrops.
The frog jumped too fast, and the fighting finches curled up as if nothing had happened.
I didn't fence it to protect it, so I used bamboo to hold it up.
Make the smoke weak and willow, dip it in water and wash it.
Love is partial, and the piano bottle is not unique.
Thinking about flowers and fishing, blowing leaves and less Qiang chicks.
Cool dusk, autumn sounds far away.
Langyin should be interesting and chic.
3. Xihe and Wang Qian Zhaiyun.
Author: Song
What happened today. Who did this? Long bone GaiChuanYuan, I hate it.
Guanhe Wan Li is silent and smokeless, and the moon shines on reeds.
Sadness is common. Ruthless Mo Wen River. The west wind and the sunset fell miserably in the new pavilion, and several people shed tears.
What is good for war and peace? It depends on God's will to help solve the crisis. Only in this lonely place.
Is there no one, lying high? Who will deliver it for safety?
There will be a fixed stage, and there will be a letter urging the public. You must believe what you said before.
4, "Night Rain"
Author: Bai Juyi-Tang
There are reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest. When you stop the boat, you can think endlessly.
In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind.
A hundred years later, everything is empty.
When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth.
5,' River'.
Author: Zheng Gutang
Fishing boats are out of smoke and reeds are sparse.
It is accidental to live or fall, and it is also accidental to die.
Bai Bo is full of herons, and the yellow leaf forest gives off cicadas.
Chariots are young, and they go to Suichuan to sing in operas in the morning and evening.
8. Seek poems describing reeds
Search some and see which one you like! Author: Liu Yuxi Title: Niuzhu in the Evening Park Content: Reed rises in the evening breeze and scales are born in the autumn river.
The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing. The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit.
No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone. Author: Jia Dao title: send Geng content: a bottle of farewell wine, words and deeds are endless.
Wanshui Qian Shan Road, alone for several months. Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze.
If you don't return to China, you will pass on a false name. Guo Feng Qin Feng Jian Jia Title: "The Book of Songs" Author: Unknown Jian Jia Cang, White Dew is Frost.
The so-called Iraqi people, the water side, follow it back, the road is long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water.
Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water.
Note: Jia Jian is a reed. 4. Reed Weaving Five unique reeds are tall and long, and the reeds are like Melissa Zhou.
Reed knows the storm best, and reed knows the storm best. Reed is tall and long, playing hide-and-seek among reeds.
How many high-rise clubs have both fame and fortune? They were cowboys in those days. Reed is tall and long, facing each other across the mountain and across the water.
The reed here is my hometown, and the reed there is Wang Yang. Reed is tall and long. Reed is busy weaving while swinging.
Weave it into my bag and accompany me to sail from now on. Reed is tall, reed is long and reed flute is melodious.
Shepherd boys live in harmony in the distance, which makes people worry about their parents. "Leave a willow pond on Sima after the rain" Time: Tang Author: Jia Dao Lanxi autumn book, this place is clear.
Reed sound and rain sound, lotus fragrance around the lamp. The ancient Qin road is on the shore, and the Han and Huangling tombs are on the pavilion surface.
Jingsi spring is the foundation, and the cliff falls several layers. .
Bai Juyi stayed in the reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest on a stormy night, and when he stopped the boat, his thoughts were myriad. In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind.
A hundred years later, everything is empty. When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth.
In Duane County, there are occasionally two Qiu Ge songs, both of which are stirred by centrifugation, with deep dreams and deep rain. Since the big leaves on the steps, why should we mourn?
Du Fu Guanting sits at dusk, playing a short story, ten small rooms, south cold pestle, Xijiang Japanese car. Guests worry about crickets, pavilion ancient.
No moss, burn a night candle. The old man must be the landlord. Think carefully about the cloud.
Lu Lun sent the long history of the dynasty to the old scene in the south of Beijing, where Yuan Yu thought about the old scene and dreamed for several nights. There is rain in summer and drums and horns in autumn.
On the Three Gorges Road, the Jiujiang boat in Langli.
9. Seek poems describing reeds
Search some and see which one you like!
Author: Liu Yuxi Title: Niuzhu in the Evening Park Content: Reed rises in the evening breeze and scales are born in the autumn river. The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing. The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit. No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
Author: Jia Dao title: send Geng content: a bottle of farewell wine, words and deeds are endless. Wanshui Qian Shan Road, alone for several months. Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze. If you don't return to China, you will pass on a false name.
Guo Feng Qin Feng Jian Jia Title: "The Book of Songs" Author: Unknown Jian Jia Cang, White Dew is Frost. The so-called Iraqi people, the water side, follow it back, the road is long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Note: Jia Jian is a reed.
4. Bian Wei Five Musts
Reed is tall and long,
Reed flowers are as big as Melissa Zhou.
Reed knows storms best,
Reed knows best that it is raining.
Reed is tall and long,
Hide and seek among the reeds.
How many dignitaries, celebrities,
They were all cowboys at that time.
Reed is tall and long,
Over the mountains, over the water.
This side of the reed is my hometown.
Beyond the reeds is Wang Yang.
Reed is tall and long,
Reed is busy weaving.
Weave it into my bag,
Go sailing with me from now on.
Reed is tall and long,
Search some reed flutes and see which one you like!
Author: Liu Yuxi Title: Niuzhu in the Evening Park Content: Reed rises in the evening breeze and scales are born in the autumn river. The sunset glow suddenly changes color, and geese sing. The drums are absolutely perfect and the fishermen are brightly lit. No one can recite history and travel on the moon alone.
Author: Jia Dao title: send Geng content: a bottle of farewell wine, words and deeds are endless. Wanshui Qian Shan Road, alone for several months. Autumn in Chuanyuan Garden is very quiet, and reeds sing in the evening breeze. If you don't return to China, you will pass on a false name.
Guo Feng Qin Feng Jian Jia Title: "The Book of Songs" Author: Unknown Jian Jia Cang, White Dew is Frost. The so-called Iraqi people, the water side, follow it back, the road is long. Swim back from it, in the middle of the water It's been a long time, and it hasn't changed for thousands of years. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Tracing back and forth from it, the road is blocked and broken. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Jia Cai, peace and prosperity have not passed. The so-called Iraqis are in the water. Go back and follow, the road is blocked and turn right. Swim back from the inside and swim in the water. Note: Jia Jian is a reed.
4. Bian Wei Five Musts
Reed is tall and long,
Reed flowers are as big as Melissa Zhou.
Reed knows storms best,
Reed knows best that it is raining.
Reed is tall and long,
Hide and seek among the reeds.
How many dignitaries, celebrities,
They were all cowboys at that time.
Reed is tall and long,
Over the mountains, over the water.
This side of the reed is my hometown.
Beyond the reeds is Wang Yang.
Reed is tall and long,
Reed is busy weaving.
Weave it into my bag,
Go sailing with me from now on.
Reed is tall and long,
How sweet the reed flute sounds.
The shepherd boy in the distance is calm,
Let people worry about their parents.
"Leave a willow pond on Sima after the rain" Time: Tang Author: Jia Dao
Blue creek washes jade and autumn colors, and this place is clear. Reed sound and rain sound, lotus fragrance around the lamp. The ancient Qin road is on the shore, and the Han and Huangling tombs are on the pavilion surface. Jingsi spring is the foundation, and the cliff falls several layers. .
Bai Juyi stayed overnight in the rain.
There are reeds beside the bitter bamboo forest. When you stop the boat, you can think endlessly.
In the spring rain, moss falls to the ground, white waves hold up the sky and make the sun wind.
A hundred years later, everything is empty.
When will I wander in this life, in a wisp of heaven and earth.
In Duane County, there are occasionally two Qiu Ge songs, both of which are stirred by centrifugation, with deep dreams and deep rain. Since the big leaves on the steps, why should we mourn?
Du Fu Guanting sits at dusk, playing a short story, ten small houses, south cold pestle and Xijiang Japanese cars. Guests worry about crickets, pavilion ancient. No moss, no night candle. The old man must be the landlord. Think carefully about the cloud.
Lu Lun sent the long history of the dynasty to the old scene in the south of Beijing, where Yuan Yu thought about the old scene and dreamed for several nights. There is rain in summer and drums and horns in autumn. Mingyue Three Gorges Road, Langli Jiujiang Boat