Qiu Guang painted a cold screen with a silver candle, and lightly fanned the fireflies. The night in day order is as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and the weaver star.
2.
Du Fu in Tang Dynasty, silk pipes in Jincheng are in full swing, half in the river and half in the clouds. Such music should only be in heaven, where can we hear a few times?
3. "Picking Lotus Songs" Tang Wang Changling
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face. You can't see the chaos like a pool, and you can't hear someone coming until you hear the song.
4. Wang Yue? What a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai! Tang Du Fu
what a majestic sight of holy Mountain Tai!, vast greens stretch across Qi and Lu, the two lands high.. Magic natural convergence of thousands of beautiful, the south of the mountains north of the separation between early morning and dusk. Colorful clouds lave? my bosom free and easy, 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..
5.
though a country be sundered, hills and rivers endure, and spring comes green again to trees and grasses. Sad state, can not help but tears burst into tears, the birds stunning, the grief of parting hate. The war has lasted for more than half a year, the letter from home is rare, and a hundred and thousands of gold. Melancholy winding, scratching head thinking, the more scratched the white hair, it is almost impossible to insert a hairpin.
6. "Bo Qinhuai" Tang Du Mu
The smoke cage is cold and the moon is full of sand, and the night is near Qinhuai. Business women don't know how to hate the country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
1. operator (song) Wang Guan
water is the eye-wave, and mountains are the eyebrows. Where do you want to go? To the intersection of mountains and rivers. Just take the spring, and send you back. If you go to the south, you can catch the spring, you must keep the scenery of spring.
2. Xijiang Moon walks in the middle of Huangsha Road at night (Song Dynasty) Xin Qiji
The bright moon surprises birds, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night. The cool night breeze seemed to spread to the distant cicada. In the aroma of rice flowers, people talk about the harvest of the year, the ear of a wave of frogs, as if in a good harvest years. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.
3. Su Shi's
When will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid it's too high to be cold. Dancing to see the shadow is like being on earth.
turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and take photos without sleep. There should be no hate, why should we leave? Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days. I hope people will live for a long time.
4. Su Shi's "Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia"
river of no return is a romantic figure through the ages. In the west of the old camp, people said that it was the battle of the three kingdoms, the battle of the red cliff. The steep rock walls, such as the thunder of the waves against the river bank, the waves of spray like to roll up tens of millions of snow. The majestic river shan qi, such as the picture, how many heroic heroes emerge at a time. Thinking back in the days of Zhou Yu's spring breeze, beautiful beautiful young Joe just married him, his heroic heroic spirit full of. Hand feather fan head in a white figure, laugh and talk, the enemy's warships burn the ashes. I am fugue today in the battlefield, I am feeling the a feeling heart, prematurely born with white hair. Life is like a dream, and sprinkle a cup of wine to pay tribute to the moon on the river.
5. Li Qingzhao's "A Prune"
The fragrance of red lotus root can last forever. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud? When the word geese returns, the moon is full of the West Building.
flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.
6. Xin Qiji's
How many pedestrians shed tears when Yugu Platform entered the Qingjiang River? Looking at Chang 'an in the northwest, there are countless poor mountains. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. In the evening, the river is full of worries, and the mountains are full of partridges.
1. It's clear and sandy in autumn
The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke of the old tree Western jackdaw, a little flying under the shadow. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
2. Ma Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si"
Old trees with withered vines faint crows, small bridges flowing with water,
Old roads with thin horses in the west wind. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.
3. Zhang Yanghao's "Mountain Sheep Tongguan Nostalgia":
The peaks and mountains are like a gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are inside and outside Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, I hesitated. Sad Qin and Han dynasties, the palace que ten thousand rooms have been made of soil. Xing, the people suffer; Death, people suffer.
4. Sunny sand. Spring in Bai Pu
It's warm and windy in the spring mountains, and the curtains of the decayed pavilions are in the courtyard of the willow swing. Singing warblers and dancing swallows, the flowing water on the small bridge is flying red.
[5. Double tones. Indulge in the east wind] autumn scenery Lu Zhi
hangs on the precipice, languishes and leans back, and the sunset leaves Qi Fei alone. Surrounded by endless mountains, I can see endless water. The west wind is blowing all over the sky in autumn. The night is quiet, and the moon shadow is low in Yun Fan, taking me in Xiaoxiang painting.
6.[ Double tune] [Folding laurel order] On the 9th, Zhang Kejiu
forced the black gauze on the Castle Peak, and returned to Yan Hengqiu, tired of homesickness. Cui sleeves are diligent, gold cups are scattered, and jade hands are pipa. When people get old, the west wind will turn gray, and butterflies will worry about the future. Looking back at the end of the world, a touch of setting sun, a few points to the crow.
1. A generation of Gu Cheng
gave me black eyes at night,
but I used them to look for light
2. Waiting for you in the rain by Yu Guangzhong:
Waiting for you in the rain, in the rainbow-making rain
cicadas sink, frogs rise
A pool of red-violet is like a red flame. Through this drizzle
eternity, instant, instant, eternity
waiting for you, outside time, within time,
waiting for you, in an instant, in eternity
If your hand is in my hand, at this moment
If your fragrance
is in my nostrils, I will say, little lover
. In Mulan boat,
a star hangs from the cornice of the Science Museum
an earlobe hangs like a pendant
The Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you come
Red-violet after the rain, dancing, you come
like a poem
You come from a love story
From Jiang Baishi's words, rhythmically,
4. Xu zhimo: farewell to Cambridge
I left gently, just as I came gently;
I gently waved and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river, < P > is the bride in the sunset; The beautiful shadows in the waves are rippling in my heart.
the green grass on the soft mud is oily and swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of Cambridge,
I am willing to be an aquatic plant! That pool under the shade of elm,
is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky crushed among floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream.
dreaming? Support a long Artemisia, and wander back to the greener place of the grass.
Load a boat full of splendor and sing songs in the splendor of splendor. But I can't play songs. < P > Quietly is a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly, just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
5. Nostalgia Yu Guangzhong
When I was a child/Nostalgia was a small stamp/I was here/my mother was there;
When I grow up/homesickness is a narrow ticket/I am here/the bride is there;
Later/homesickness was a short grave/I was outside/my mother was inside;
and now/homesickness is a shallow strait/I am here/the mainland is there.
6. If I were a snowflake, Jinbo
If I were a snowflake,
Where would I fall?
float into the river,
turn into a drop of water,
play with small fish and shrimp?
Float to the square,
Make a snowman,
Looking at you and smiling?
kiss her,
and then melt happily.