it is hard to go and it is hard to go have many different roads. I will ride the wind and break the heavy waves some day, and then set the cloudlike sail and cross the sea.
the traveler sings on the road, and the musician sings on the tree
Li Bai was about to walk in a boat when he heard the singing on the shore. Even if the peach blossom pond is so deep, it is not as deep as wanglun to see off my love.
the thread in the hands of a fond-hearted mother, makes clothes for the body of her wayward boy. Before departure, a needle was stitched together, afraid of the son came back late clothes damaged. Who dare say that the children like the weak filial piety, can repay the love of the mother like spring SUNSHINE IN SPRING?
who's worried about * * * when the light shines in the alley? There are few pedestrians on the ancient road, and the autumn wind moves the grain and millet
There are many rains in Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
the new makeup should be placed under the Zhu Lou, which will lock the spring scenery in a courtyard. Going to the court to look up the new flowers, the dragonfly flew to the head of the jade hairpin.
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. 2.8 lines of ancient poems
1. Looking at Yue
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!? 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..
Ceng Yun, 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..
Translation:
What is the scene of Mount Tai, the head of the Five Mountains? On the land of Qilu, the green mountains have no end.
nature gathers all the magical and beautiful scenes, and the yin and yang in the south mountain and the north mountain are decomposed, and the morning and evening are different.
Looking at layers of clouds rising, it is refreshing; Watching the returning birds whirl into the mountains makes people's eyes want to break.
Be sure to climb to the top of Mount Tai and overlook the small mountains.
2. farewell to vice-prefect du setting out for his official post in shu
Tang Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
The land of Sanqin guards the majestic Chang 'an and looks at Sichuan through the clouds and smog.
I feel infinite affection when I leave you, because we are both floating and sinking in the official sea.
there are close friends in all corners of the world, even if they are far away, they are close at hand.
Never break up at a fork in the road, weeping like a little child.
3.
ten thousand ranges and valleys approach the Jing Gate, and the village in which the Lady of Light was born and bred.
she went out from the purple palace into the desertland, she has now become a green grave in the yellow dusk.
her face! Can you picture a wind of the spring?, Huan Peikong belongs to the soul of jathyapple.
song of the Tartars on her jade guitar, telling her eternal sorrow.
Translation:
Wanling in Qian Shan is like waves rushing to Jingmen, and the village where Wang Zhaojun grew up still exists today.
Go straight from Zitai to the desert beyond the Great Wall, and the green grave left alone in the wilderness faces the dusk.
Zhao Jun's face can be identified only by drawing, and Yamashita's wearing a jingle ring is Zhao Jun's return to the soul.
For thousands of years, the pipa has been playing the Alakazam tone, which clearly expresses the resentment of Zhaojun.
4. Farewell to Fu De Gu Yuan Grass
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
boundless grasses over the plain, come and go with every season.
wildfire never quite consumes them, they are tall once more in the spring wind.
sweet they press on the old high-road, and reach the crumbling city-gate.
o Prince of Friends, you are gone again, I hear them sighing after you.
Translation:
The Yuan Ye is covered with lush grass, and it is yellow in autumn and winter and thick in spring every year.
Wildfire can't burn all the weeds on the ground, and the spring breeze brings the earth green and tender.
the fragrant weeds in the distance covered the ancient road, and the green city was even deserted under the sunshine.
Today, I have come to bid farewell to my old friends, and even the lush grass is full of parting feelings.
5, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
knew the season of good rain, when spring happened.
sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently.
the wild trails are all dark, and the river boats are all bright.
if you look at the red and wet place, flowers will weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
translation:
Good rain knows the solar term of rain, and it is in the spring when plants germinate and grow.
As the spring breeze falls quietly at night, it silently moistens everything in spring.
In the rainy night, the field path is dark, and only the lights on the river boat flicker alone.
Looking at the rain-soaked flowers at dawn, the whole Jinguan City has become a world of blooming flowers. 3. What are the poems about travel
1. Tang Xu's
Cuiyi Hong Ting is near Yujing, and the dream soul is still in Qingcheng.
Billy came out to see the scenery of the mountains and rivers, but he was seen by the mountains and rivers.
2. Don Meng Jiao's
Travel thousands of miles step by step. In order to take the scenery, pretend to be lonely.
The Taihang Mountain is green and the top is high, and the mouth is blue and shining. Obviously, there is no mirror, and I generally forget the gull.
3. Tang Jia Dao's
The pool is full of wind and bamboo, and it is always refreshing. The sound of the chicks is the same, and the picture shows the truth of the old monk.
a few steps a month will bring flowers to all the neighbors. The rivers and lakes are self-conscious, and you can't hang a headscarf.
4. Tang Meng Haoran's "Going to the Gorge to Send My Brother"
I used to study with my children, often behind closed doors. I have never risked turbulence, so I don't care about it.
since then, I've been in the Jianghu, and it's hard to talk about hard work. Travel disadvantages, digging Yu Gongcun.
the walls stand tall and steep, and the rivers flow and rush. I've been here for a few nights, and I've never heard of apes.
when you fall in love, you lose your dream in the boat. Tears touch the Moon Gorge, and my heart breaks.
it is difficult to gather from the broad stars, and the autumn dew is already numerous. Because you went to South Chu, this book shows your hometown.
5. Tang Lu Lun's
Zhu Zanxu turned to wait for the officials, and the apes and birds were silent. The state of Chu paid a lot of money, but
it was difficult for the Han family to keep a good shepherd. Copper and lead can be rich in mountains, and geese are cold in groups.
after a few days of political news, Jiujiang enjoyed traveling together. 4. Poems with lines
1. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar. (Qiantang Lake goes in spring, Tang Juyi)
2. It makes me go to the morning and get the water back at dusk. (Orphans go anonymous)
3. Go back to your ears, and don't go back to the road when you are abandoned (Poems of Yuefu, a book about women's illness) A line of egrets rises to the sky. (Du Fu's quatrains)
5. In the mirror of pedestrians, in the screen of birds. (Li Bai in Qingxi)
Original text:
1.
Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
In the west of Jiating, Gushan Temple, the water level is flat and the feet of clouds are low.
several early warblers compete to warm the trees, whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud.
flowers are becoming more and more attractive, and shallow grass can lose its horseshoe.
I like the lack of eastward travel of the lake, and the white sand embankment in the shade of green poplar.
2.
An Orphan's Journey
Anonymous (Han Dynasty)
Orphans are born, but when they are born in solitude, they have to suffer alone.
when parents are away, take a hard car and drive a horse.
my parents have gone, and my brother and sister-in-law ordered me to go.
Jiujiang in the south and Qi and Lu in the east.
when the twelfth lunar month comes, you dare not talk about it.
the head is full of lice and the face is dusty.
big brother promises to cook, while sister-in-law promises to treat the horse.
go to the high hall and take your royal highness's hall.
the orphan cried like rain.
it makes me draw in the morning and return to the water in the evening.
the wrong hand is the first step.
there are plenty of tribulus terrestris.
when you pull out the sausage of tribulus terrestris, you feel sad.
I shed tears, and my tears are heavy.
there is no recovery in winter and no clothing in summer.
if you are unhappy in life, you'd better go early and go underground.
in spring, the grass sprouts.
sericulture in March and melons in June.
it will be a melon cart, and it will come home.
the melon cart repeats itself. There are few people who help me, but many people who eat melons.
I'd like to pay my respects, brother and sister-in-law.
when you are alone and in a hurry, you should make plans for your school.
Luanyue: I don't want to send a ruler book in the middle school.
I will live with my parents, brothers and sisters in the underground for a long time.
3.
Tang Li Bai
Original text
The Yellow River came from the west to decide Kunlun Mountain, roaring that Wan Li touched Longmen Mountain. The waves are monstrous, and Yao Zi-hao. Dayu cares about all rivers, but he doesn't peep at home when he cries. Killing turbulent floods, Kyushu began to silkworm hemp. The harm is to go away and be at a loss. Being mad and crazy, the morning runoff wants to be ridiculous? Others do not hesitate to stop their wives, and the public has no difficulty crossing the river. The tiger can fight, the river is difficult, and the male fruit drowns and flows to the sea. There are long whales with white teeth, like snow-capped mountains, hanging in the middle. I didn't pay back what I was sad about.
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Author: Du Fu In the Tang Dynasty
Two orioles sang green willows, and a line of egrets rose to the sky.
The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and the Dongwu Wan Li boat is moored at the gate.
5.
Qingxixing/Xuanzhou Qingxi
Li Bai (Tang Dynasty)
Qingxi purifies my heart, and the water is different in color.
I'd like to ask Xin 'anjiang, why?
in the pedestrian mirror, in the bird screen.
cry to the late orangutan, and you will wander far away in sorrow. 5. What are the ten lines of ancient poetry?
The standard of ancient poetry is four lines and eight lines, and ten lines are very few. For example, my concubine is unlucky-Cao Zhi
likes to ride with a jade hand, and
flies north to Yunge.
the fishing platform is empty, and
the pond is fun to watch the marsh.
Looking up at the dragon boat green waves,
Looking down at the grass and branches.
I miss Fu Fei Luohe,
I bid farewell to Xiang E, a Chinese woman.
Guitian Fu
Zhang Heng
Traveling to the capital city is permanent, and ignorance is used to assist the time;
when you go to Linchuan, you will find a fish, and once the river is clear, it will be over.
I feel Cai Zi's generosity, and I doubt it from Tang Sheng.
I'm afraid of the ignorance of heaven, and I'll chase the fisherman for fun.
the dust is far away, and it is a long time to say goodbye to the world. 6. What are the poems describing "travel"
1. Wan Li is still far-sighted when he comes to travel, but it is more difficult to rely on danger for more than three years. -
2. -"the fifteenth night of the first month"
3. I have traveled from Zhaoti and stayed in Zhaoti. -Fengxian Temple in Youlong
4. sailing far off from Jingmen Ferry, soon you will be with people in the south. -bidding a friend farewell at jingmen ferry
5. phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them, have abandoned it now to this desolate river. -"on climbing in nanjing to the terrace of phoenixes"
6. Walking three hundred miles, five days for a period. -Wuling Spring
7. father, mother, son, wife, stare at you going, till dust shall have buried the bridge beyond Chang'an. -
8. Why don't you take care of your brain? Go quickly and step on the clear autumn. -"Twenty-three Horses Poems, the Fifth"
9. till the rolling of a drum, alas, calls me to my duties, and I mount my horse and ride away, like a water-plant cut adrift. -"Two Untitled Songs"
1. You don't need to cut the red crown on your head, and you will walk in the future with white. It did not dare to cry in his life, when it was called, the doors of every family were opened. -"Painting a Chicken"
1. Two songs on the Yueyang Tower, Chen Yuyi
On the west of the Dongjiang River in Dongting, the curtain is still and the sunset is late.
When boarding Wu and Shu, you will migrate to the lake and the mountains.
It's still a long way to go for a trip to Wan Li, and it's more difficult than three years.
In the ancient wind and frost, the old Mu Cangbo is infinitely sad.
It's sunny in Pinghu and NO FENG フウカ, and the evening sails and geese are floating in the air.
after the autumn, the guests at the top of the building are in the vitality of Junshan at sunset.
I can look back to Baishou in the north, and I can chat with Danfeng in the south.
Hanlin is looking for a few points to stay, and the poem has not yet been finished in Baling.
2. On the fifteenth night of the first month, Su Weidao
the fire trees and silver flowers are closed, and the star bridge is locked.
the dark dust goes with the horse, and the bright moon comes one by one.
all the prostitutes are full of plums, and all the songs are in vain.
Jin Wu can't help staying up all night, and jade leaks don't rush each other.
3. Du Fu of Youlong Menfengxian Temple
has traveled from Zhaoti to Zhaoti.
the shadows are empty, and the shadows are scattered in the moonlight forest.
the sky is like a weft, and the cloud is lying cold.
to smell the morning bell is thought-provoking.
4. 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.
5. on climbing in nanjing to the terrace of phoenixes Li Bai
phoenixes that played here once, so that the place was named for them, have abandoned it now to this desolate river.
the paths of Wu Palace are crooked with weeds, the garments of Jin are ancient dust.
Three mountains and a half fall in the sky, like this Island of White Egrets dividing the river.
a cloud has arisen between the Light of Heaven and me, to hide his city from my melancholy heart. 7. What are the poems describing the trip
1. Lonely sails were sent out overnight to see weiyun off in the moonlight.
Lin Jiang Xian Send Qian Mufu Song Dynasty: Su Shi
When he left, he changed his door to fire, and the world was full of red dust. When I meet with a smile, it is still as warm as spring. Your heart is like an ancient well, not water, and Gao feng is like a bamboo pole in autumn.
The melancholy lonely sail was sent out overnight to see off Danyue weiyun. The girls of peijiu girls didn't have to be too sad for the glass. Life is a difficult journey, you and I are a passer - by, like in different hotels stop and go, go and stop. (Zuntong: Zun Zun Zun)
Interpretation:
We haven't seen each other in Beijing for three years. You are always wandering around the world. When we meet and laugh, it is still as warm as spring. Your heart is always like an ancient well, and the high winds and bright knots are like bamboo poles in autumn.
I'm disappointed that you will set sail overnight, and when you see me off, the clouds are dim and the moonlight is faint. Don't frown with your glass in your hand. Life is a difficult journey, and you and I are both passers-by.
2. The rail stops at the beginning of the land journey and starts at Guchuan Road.
The Poem from Pan-South Lake to Shifan in the Northern and Southern Dynasties: Xie Huilian
The rail stopped at the beginning of the land journey, and the road to Guchuan began. Ripples are numerous, and the peaks are staggered.
Xiao Shu is wild and interesting, and white clouds rise. Trekking hard,? Hope to be happy.
that is, play is exhausted, and there is no fun in it.
Interpretation:
Just stopped the land vehicles and horses, and the tour on Juba Lake began. Ripples are numerous and rippling, and distant mountains stand at random. The village is sparse and wild, and the endless white clouds rise. Climbing the mountain is hard to trudge, and enjoying the scenery is in my heart. There must be an end to having fun, and I can't stop being interested.
3. The boat goes back to Lanpu, and the person goes, and the rustling bamboo path passes through Qingsha.
Five generations of Dingfengbo: Yan Xuan
The river is heavy and the sails are shadowed, and the fish swims through the cold waves at night. There are white birds flying in the ferry, smoke curling, and hidden fishing songs in the depths of reed flowers.
The boat goes back to Lanpu, but the person goes, and the rustling bamboo path goes through Qingsha. There is no wind and new rain in the middle of the night, and the moon is cool, and the dew welcomes the beads into the round lotus.
Interpretation:
The river is deep, and the shadow of the sails is across the river. Fish in the water swam in the cold river waves from morning till night, and Bai Niao flew in pairs at the ferry. Clouds and smoke are everywhere, and fishermen are singing fishing songs and hiding in the depths of reeds.
Paddle the boat back to the water with bluegrass, and people leave. The bamboo forest on the path is constantly rattled by the wind, and the road is covered with blue sedges. Late at night, the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The moon shines in the cold sky, and dewdrops roll into the lotus leaves one by one.
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