1. Poems about ordinary life
Poems about ordinary life 1. What are the poems that describe "ordinary"
1. "Magnolia" Slow·Walking towards the leisurely courtyard"
Era: Modern Author: Gu Sui
Taking a walk towards the leisurely courtyard, I forget what year it is today.
Listening to the barking of dogs and the crow of roosters, you realize that you are in this world.
Heaven.
Silent and silent, he looks at the world with thousands of flashes of stars.
Wherever there is a beautiful building, there are many vicissitudes of life.
Solemn.
Still ordinary.
Winter goes and spring returns.
Ask Xiao Liyin who it is, it’s late at night and the dew is cold, and he doesn’t remember the clothes list.
Open disabled.
There are several small plum blossoms, only a few are left, and the branches are slightly sour.
There is still vitality in the illness, no one can say it is like poetry and Zen.
2. "He Zhushengyu Farewell Rhyme"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Wang Yan
The young man was sleepy and wanted to take the Gui group.
It is just for the purpose of getting out of Xiuyun, not for rain to moisten things.
Three years later, the fuji fell into the river margin among the reeds.
Worrying that the temples will wither first, I exclaim that my temples are empty.
The expiration date relieves the heavy burden, and the joy becomes more and more present.
It’s hard to be sincere in throwing hairpins, but it’s also hard to tie up burdens.
The Han Dynasty scholars in the north of Hebei cannot be counted.
Taking care of me is the most ordinary person, but I humiliate you and mistakenly recommend me.
The emperor's bright light shines on all the workers, the sky is high and the sun is shining at noon.
Although Haiyue accepts both, trickling Ai will not help.
If you are busy planning your life, life will be full of hardships.
The Xuan Mian is rich, but the golden jade is difficult to store.
See how the colt is lifted from the shaft like a yellow swan.
Don’t wait for marriage, just become the master of Songju.
Hiding in the city, the master loves the house.
The number of phases is the same as that of the past, and the concubine is the same as the past.
3. "Ninety-Eight Ode to the Ancients"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Shi Yinsu
It is difficult to say what is meant, but what is meant is ordinary, and there is little righteousness and harmony in the world. same.
In the spring, all the flowers are smiling, and only one wind decorates the flowers.
4. "Forty-two Poems"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Ancestor Shi
A wise bow, a strong arrow,
Shoots the void into two pieces. Haimen diagonally moves two or three lines, startling the wild geese on the sand in the dusk sky. The bull's head is gone,
The horse's head is back, and the iron wall and silver mountain are rolled away.
The jade pond in Shangyuan is just thawing, and the lake light reflects Cui Wei.
But he laughs at the far-off things in ordinary years and does not lead the future from Congling.
5. "Jianlian Ling"
Era: Song Dynasty Author: Hu Yin
In October, there is no rain, and in mid-winter, the trees are still flourishing.
It was originally a cold jade pendant, thinking about the clear wind.
The son has no time to do anything, and he is looking for the remaining rabbits.
Having arrived with my business, I felt that the restaurant was full.
In the book cloud festival of Huang County, the sound of rain is written on the empty eaves.
Loneliness and nothingness, vast and leisurely.
Surrounded by dense grass and trees, the clouds and mountains look flat.
The sorrow adds to the embroidery thread, and the local flavor is golden and orange.
Drinking alone in the vast sky, singing loudly to achieve the darkness.
When you are drunk, you just rely on the music, but when you are poor, you don’t miss Brother Fang.
Poetry is afraid of being clumsy when reciting it, but reading the book will make it more refined.
Wen Catalpa forgets victory or defeat, and Green Qi becomes a loser.
Suddenly I saw Jiang Meirui, as if she were covered with auspicious snow.
Comfort and recommend each other during the trip, and the time is clear.
It’s time to wait for Tuci, but I still want to see the art of Zhusheng.
If the grass and firewood can be pressed, it will be my glutinous rice soup.
2. What are the poems that describe "ordinary"
1. The warm sun and wind in the spring mountains, the curtains of the tall pavilions, and the willow swings in the courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red. ——Bai Pu, Yuan Dynasty, "Tian Jing Sha · Spring"
Translation: The mountains are green, the sun is getting warmer, and the warm spring breeze is blowing. On the pavilion, the girl leaned on the railing and looked out, the curtains were rolled up, the willows cuddled in the yard, and the swing swayed gently.
Outside the courtyard, there are flying spring swallows, singing oriole, gurgling water under the small bridge, and red falling flowers.
2. I was in a state of drunkenness and dreaming all day long, when I suddenly heard that spring was coming and I was going to climb the mountain. When I passed the bamboo courtyard, I met a monk and talked to him, so I had half a day's leisure. ——"Inscribed on the Monk's House in Helin Temple" by Li She of the Tang Dynasty
Translation: I have been in a chaotic drunken dream for a long time, wasting this limited time in my life for no reason. One day, I suddenly realized that spring was coming to an end, so I gathered my energy and climbed up Nanshan Mountain to enjoy the spring scenery.
While visiting the temple, I accidentally had a long chat with an eminent monk. It was a rare moment of leisure in this turbulent world.
3. The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing against the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites. ——"Village Living" Qing Gao Ding
Translation: In the spring of February when the vegetation is growing and birds are flying, the willows brushing against the embankment are intoxicated with smoky water vapor.
It was still early when the children in the village came home from school, so they quickly took advantage of the east wind to fly their kites into the blue sky.
4. A child with unkempt hair is learning to fish, sitting sideways and reflecting on the berry moss. Passers-by asked and waved, fearing that they would be frightened and ignored. ——"Children's Fishing" by Tang Hu Linneng
Translation: A child with disheveled hair and green face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways on the moss, with his figure silhouetted against the green grass. When a passerby asked for directions, the child waved his hand indifferently, not daring to respond to the passerby for fear of disturbing the fish.
5. Take a leisurely walk around the pond and watch the fish swim while the children are fishing. There are different kinds of fish lovers. I am here to feed you and hook you - "Watching Fish" by Tang Bai Juyi to children tinkering with fishing boats. We both like fish the same but have different mentality. I come to feed you but you come to fish.