Poetry about missing beautiful scenery 1. Poetry describing nostalgia
1, Doumen is ruthless, nostalgic, and Lanzhou is urging. -Liu Yong's Lin Yuling
There is no way to be sad here, now stay away from Changchun grass. -Li Bai's Song of Jinling Farewell to Fan Xuan
3. Pilgrims' hats are getting farther and farther under the green hills with the sunset. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"
4, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
5, life and death are rich, caring for each other. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous The Book of Songs.
6. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, sooner or later. -Qin Guan's "Queqiao Fairy"
7. When will Acacia meet? At this point, the night is awkward. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
8, there are beautiful people, I don't forget, I haven't seen them for a day, and I want to be crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiuhuang Qin Song"
9, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. -Zheng Chouyu's Farewell
10, enter my lovesick door, and know that my lovesick is bitter, long and short. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
1 1, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"
12, when can we meet harmoniously if the road surface dust is raised and the cement is muddy? -Cao Zhi's "Tall Buildings and Bright Moon"
13, after the bleak farewell, the two should be the same, at most, they can't clear their grievances under the moon. -"The Mermaid" by Nalan Xingde
14, Huijun Mingzhu burst into tears, wishing she could not meet each other and get married. -Zhang Ji's Yin Jiefu
15, how to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. To this end, I begged the Buddha for 500 years and asked him to let us have a dusty relationship. -Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree
16, the remaining shadows are all people. How can we live together but not die? -Chen Hengke's "Portrait of Chunqi"
17, the acacia tree said it was acacia, and Shiro hated Mandy. -Liang Qichao's Zhi Zhu Ci in Taiwan Province Province
18, the mirror has been black since the princess came out. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? -Xu Gan's Thinking in the Room
19, see each other, how heartless? -Sima Guang's "Xijiang Moon"
2. Nostalgic poems
Boarding in Yishui, Guazhou, Wang Anshi, Jingkou, Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. Spring breeze is green, and Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? Taxes are levied in the morning, and guests go to mourn for their hometown. Maodian chickens crow, Banqiao people frost. Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, and the walls of Zhihua Yi Ming are full of flowers. Because of Ling Du's dream, Hongyan returned to the pond. "Crossing the Han River" [Early Tang Dynasty] Song Wenzhiling was broken.
Now, when I meet people near my village, I'm afraid to ask the interviewees any questions: argent _ 1987- Senior Magician Level 7 12-6 18: 03-. Especially in ancient times when transportation and communication were extremely underdeveloped, once you leave your hometown, the road ahead is long. When will it be the year of return? Shanzhong, who will pass on the rural book? As a result, poets who are far away from home often feel sad, and beautiful and sad poems gush out and become popular poems for thousands of years.
Touch the scene and feel love. Poets' homesickness often rushes out because of some chance.
The rainy night, the bright moon hanging high, the setting sun, the flute sound beyond the Great Wall and so on will all affect the poet's yearning for his native land. Poets often express their poetry because of it.
This is the situation of Silent Night Thinking, which is called China's first homesick poem: Is there frost at the foot of my bed so bright? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
It was the bright moon in autumn that triggered the poet's homesickness. On the night of late autumn, a full moon hangs in the horizon, and the moonlight shines through the window in front of the poet's bed, so bright that the poet suspects that it is "frost on the ground".
A word "frost" not only describes the whiteness of moonlight, but also gives people a cold and lonely feeling. Then the poet involuntarily "raised" his head and "lowered" his head, from "looking" to "thinking"
Detailed movements vividly describe the poet's psychological activities. The poet looked up at the bright and clean tracts and dancing laurel trees and thought: How round and lovely the moon is tonight! How can we be reunited! So the poet remembered his hometown.
What do you think of your hometown? The poet didn't elaborate. Let us readers imagine.
Let's look at Li Yi's "Listening to the flute on the wall at night": the sand is like snow before Yuefeng, and the moon outside the city is like frost. I don't know where the bleak reed flute blows and I look at my hometown all night.
In this poem, it is also written that the moonlight is like frost, and it also renders a cold and desolate atmosphere. This kind of scenery, coupled with the soldiers stationed in the frontier fortress for many years, makes them feel more lonely.
In such an atmosphere, I suddenly don't know where the sound of the flute came from, and it was tactfully sad, like crying. The wind deeply touched the homesickness of the soldiers.
"One Night" shows the duration of thought; "Hope" points out the scope of infection. Similarly, Li Bai also wrote, "Who can't miss home?" This poem.
They are all induced by the sound of reed flutes, revealing deep homesickness. Sad and touching.
Philip Burkart recalled from a distance. The former kind of ancient poetry is often the homesickness of the poet because of the scenery, but the specific content of homesickness is not explained by the poet.
Another kind of poetry expresses the poet's homesickness through the specific scene of missing his hometown. For example, Wang Wei's "I miss my brothers in Shandong on vacation in the mountains": I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my relatives twice every holiday.
Knowing where my brother climbed, I inserted one less person in the dogwood. Japan should be a time for family, friends and relatives to reunite, but the poet was "alone" in a "foreign land", so he "missed his loved ones twice".
What did the poet miss? The poem conceives such a scene: on this double ninth festival, all the brothers in the family climb up. They are singing and dancing one by one, lively and active.
But just as they rummaged through cornus one by one, they found that one person was missing. Brothers may be quiet at once, holding a cornucopia in their hands and chanting about me on a long trip.
Here, from "all over" to "one less person" naturally aroused feelings. Through imaginary scenes, the poet showed his homesickness in twists and turns, graceful and touching.
Coincidentally, Bai Juyi's "I am homesick from Handan to the night": every winter to the sun in Handan, there is a light to hug my knees. If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.
On the night of winter solstice, poets who are far away in a foreign land are inseparable. At this time, only the light shadow accompanied me, and it was chilly, so I sat on my knees.
Lonely lamp Leng Yue will naturally remind you of the warmth of home and family. But the poet didn't write about homesickness, but guessed that his family would stay up late and think about themselves at this time.
They are probably talking about my life in other places at this time. In fact, the poet guessed that his family missed him, and Qu Zheng Pan showed his deep yearning for his family.
Simple and affectionate. Ask Mei Ju.
"Beauty is not beautiful, hometown water; Pro than pro, hometown people. " I can imagine the excitement and joy of meeting people in my hometown in a distant place.
When meeting, many things will come to mind: Is the family safe? What is life like in my hometown? Wait a minute. But there is such a poet who doesn't ask these questions, but only asks whether the cold plum in front of the window is in full bloom: you are from your hometown, tell me what happened there! .
Come to the window and open its first cold flower? ? -Wang Wei's "Miscellaneous Poems" love for hometown is not abstract, but embodied in loving the landscape, land, scenery, human feelings, and even every grass and tree in the hometown. You see, the poet asked about Han Mei's hometown-"the window", so careful and so concerned-"Is it blooming?" It can be seen that poets always miss their hometown.
Plum blossom is often a symbol of nobility and holiness, and the cold plum in the poem clearly represents the hometown. How beautiful the hometown in the poet's mind is! Poetry looks small. On the surface, it looks like a glass of fresh water.
In fact, in the plain place, there is a deep poetic sentiment, which shows the poet's deep attachment to his hometown. I often wonder if Wang Wei was inspired by the Southern Dynasty writer Jiang Zong when he wrote this poem. Nine days in Chang 'an: The heart was driven away by the southern cloud, and the shape followed the northern geese.
How many flowers have bloomed under the hedge in the old garden today? In the poem, I first wrote my "heart" and "shape" backwards, and vividly and concisely wrote the heart that traveled but flew back to my hometown. The poet misses his hometown and imagines the pure and beautiful chrysanthemums by the fence. "How many flowers are there today?" Is it one or two, three or four? Reading such a poem, we seem to see that the poet wants to count one by one, and that kind of eagerness and infatuation comes to the fore. It's really crazy! Write a book and send a message.
It is difficult to send brocade books over mountains and mountains. Homesick people can only sing the songs of the moon, right.
3. Poems that miss the beautiful scenery in winter
I don't know if I started spraying water recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum")
Morning Plum is a four-line poem written by Zhang Qian, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. Different from other Yongmei's poems, this poem focuses on the word "early", which means that plum blossoms bloom early. The whole poem begins with the plum blossom that is like jade but not snowy, and rises near the water, writing the shape and spirit of the early plum blossom. At the same time, it also wrote the cognitive process of the poet's exploration and search, and wrote the spiritual fit between the poet and Han Mei through the surface.
Overall appreciation
This poem eulogizes the nobleness of Zaomei, but the author does not comment or praise it, but clearly depicts the noble character of Zaomei and the poet's praise.
"A tree with cold plum and white jade belt" describes the beautiful appearance of early plum blossoms. "One tree" is actually all trees, describing the dense and colorful flowers; "Cold plum" refers to the early flowering, still in the cold season of late winter and early spring, followed by the word "early"; "White jade strip" vividly describes the white and beautiful charm of plum blossom, which is as dazzling as pieces of white jade. This is a description of the appearance of plum blossoms, which is tangible and fascinating.
"Near the village road, beside the stream bridge" shows the noble character of Zaomei from the growth environment. Flowers and plants are ignorant of the growing environment, but the poets here are integrated with people's ideas in the real scenery, as if Han Mei deliberately stayed away from the village road and walked to the remote bridge by the stream, quietly opening alone. This gives jujube sister the noble character of not fighting for the world and grandstanding. In this way, the artistic conception of the poem is broadened, which highlights the nobleness of early plum. The last two sentences express the poet's feelings when he first saw the plum blossoms blooming by the bridge. "I don't know how to get up near the water first" is a turning point after two sentences about early plum, which expresses the surprise of early plum near the water with amazing tone. "Doubt is not sold by winter snow" writes the reason "I don't know", and the word "doubt" is more vivid, vividly rendering the poet's surprise at that time. It seems that the poet can't believe that his eyes see plum blossoms, but he doubts whether the unmelted winter snow is pressing on the branches. This closely echoes the "white jade strip" in the first sentence, which is a metaphor for the white and awe-inspiring image and character of plum blossoms, thus putting poetry into practice implicitly and tactfully, further deepening the theme of poetry and strengthening people's worship of early plum blossoms.
A quatrains, only 28 words, can write the plum blossom so beautifully. In addition to the novel conception, the poet can capture the characteristics of early plum, such as color (whiteness), location (remoteness), season (early spring), temperament (cold resistance) and posture (beauty), and refine and summarize it artistically with the help of "white jade strips". Mei and Xue often form an indissoluble bond in the poet's works. For example, Xu Hun's poem "Early Plum" says: "A tree is plain with snow", which describes plum blossoms as snow, but this poem suspects plum blossoms as snow with different intentions. For cold plum blossom hair, all kinds of jade are like snow, and many poets have had similar illusions of doubt.
4. Write landscape poems to express ideas.
Poems describing scenery
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng.
At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. -Bai Juyi
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He is Zhang Zhi.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. -Su Shi
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. -Du Fu
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. -Li Bai
Poetry expressing ideas
May I be like a star, like the moon, shining every night. -Fan Chengda
I know I've been in love for a long time, and I'm disappointed with the sound of the river in Wangjiangtou. -Li Shangyin
How many lovesickness one-night stands are there? The ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. -Su Shi
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi
He is infatuated with love, and there is no place in the world where he misses it. —— Kuang Zhouyi
Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. -Li Shangyin
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. —— Ouyang Xiu
A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation? -Xin Qiji
5. Poetry describing nostalgia
Poems describing homesickness: all kinds of poems describe no mood, homesickness, and blue boat rush (from Yulin makes me feel cold).
Original work: the rain bell is cold and sad, the pavilion is late, and the shower begins to rest. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start.
Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, feelings have hurt and left, and the autumn season is even more worthy of being left out! Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? The cicada after autumn is so sad and urgent. Facing the pavilion, it was at night and a sudden rain had just stopped. Outside Kyoto, farewell dinner, but no mood to drink. When I was reluctant to go, the people on board had already urged me to start.
Holding hands, looking at each other, my eyes were full of tears, and I couldn't speak until the end, and I couldn't say a thousand words in my throat. Thinking about going back to the south, this journey is another journey. Thousands of miles away, there is a wave of smoke and the dark night sky is endless.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for passionate people is to leave, not to mention this bleak and cold autumn, how can this parting stand! Who knows where I will wake up tonight? I'm afraid only Liu 'an faces the sharp morning breeze and the waning moon at dawn. It's been a long time since I left each other, and people who love each other are no longer together. I think even if we meet fine weather and beautiful scenery, it just seems like nothing.
Even if it is full of affection, who can you enjoy it with? Creative background: Liu Yong loves benevolence and writes lyrics for singers and musicians. This word should be Liu Yong's farewell to his lover when he went south from Bianjing.
Appreciation of works: Thanks to the close cooperation of artists, Liu Yong was able to change the old into the new, and created a large number of slow words on the basis of this poem in the Tang and Five Dynasties, which made Song Ci begin a new stage of development. The tune of this word is Yulin Ling, which is copied from an old Tang Dynasty song.
According to Ming Taizu Miscellaneous Notes, during the Anshi Rebellion, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty took refuge in Shu, and when he heard the bell ringing in the rain on the plank road, he remembered the idea of mourning for Yang Guifei, and "chose his voice as" Yulin Order "to show his hatred". There are five lines in Wang Zhuo's "Biji Manzhi": "Today's two-tone" Lin Yuling Slow "is quite sad, and the original song still exists."
Lin Yuling, the earliest two-tone slow ci work in the history of ci poetry, should be the first one. Liu Yong made full use of the sad and long tone of this word and wrote euphemistic and sad feelings, which can be described as incisive and enjoyable.
The first paragraph of the word is about a couple's farewell dinner Write the first three sentences about another time, and point out the place and order of the festivals.
"Book of Rites and Moon Order" says: "It's cold in Qiu Meng." It can be seen that the time is probably July of the lunar calendar.
But the poet does not describe the natural scenery purely objectively, but through the description of the scenery, the rendering of the atmosphere, the feelings come out of the scene, and the meaning is deep. In autumn, the scenery is bleak; And the value of the day is late, and the twilight is gloomy; After the rainstorm, it was followed by chilling and sadness: what the poet saw and heard was bleak everywhere.
In addition, the syntactic structure of the sentence "Late in Changting" is one, two and one, which is extremely frustrating and swallowing, and more accurately conveys this bleak situation. Through the description of the scenery, the first three sentences also pave the way for the "not in the mood" and "in a hurry" in the last two sentences.
In Doumen Drinking on Credit, Jiang Yan wrote: "Du Dong drinks on credit, and Jingu sends guests off." His lover held a farewell banquet for him in the pavilion outside Doumen, but the poet was not interested in wine and food.
It can be seen that his mind is focused on his lover, so the word goes on to say: "homesickness, Lanzhou urges hair." These seven words are completely realistic, but they describe the typical environment and typical psychology with concise pens: on the one hand, they have a deep relationship, on the other hand, they promote youth. How sharp such contradictions and conflicts are! Lin Bu's "Acacia Order" says: "You are full of tears, I am full of tears, my heart is not tied, and the tide is flat."
It's just a hint that the ship is about to sail, and lovers are inseparable. Liu Kezhuang's "Sauvignon Blanc" says: "The smoke is far away, the water is far away, and it is planned to be scraped by the river, and the boat people frequently report the tide."
Although it is obvious, it still does not break away from Linz's model. However, the "Lanzhou Cui Fa" here wrote the urgency of parting with a straight pen. Although not as touching as they are, they are tall and slim, which can promote the deepening of feelings.
Then the words "holding hands and staring with tears, but speechless and choking" came out in generate. The language is popular and affectionate, and the image is realistic, such as in front of you.
Eleven words, a close call! In later legendary operas, there are often lyrics of "heartbroken people are heartbroken at the sight of tears", but they are not as concise and powerful as Liu Ci. So what did the poet choke on? The sentence "think about it" is his inner monologue.
Ci is a lyric poem attached to music, so we should pay attention to the flat yin and yang of each word, especially the disyllabic words. The word "year" is used very well here.
Qing Wanshu's "The Law of Ci" said: "Where nouns swing, they should be silenced more. Why? Among the three tones, the upper tone can be leveled, but the outer tone is different. ..... If you use it, you can't afford it if you don't go. "
This word takes the word "year" as the leading case, connecting "choking" with the natural turning point, and breaking through "thousands of miles" below. After the word "read" is used with the word "go", it shows more and more strong feelings. After reading a word, I feel that the road is endless, and the road is Xiu Yuan.
"A Thousand Miles Down" has harmonious colors and picturesque scenery. It is not only "smoke wave", but also "twilight" and "heavy", and the coloring can be described as heavy; It is both "a thousand miles" and "wide", and the space can be described as broad.
In such a vast and distant space, it is full of such a thick and deep haze, and its sadness is unimaginable. Say goodbye to the opening credits, this is the ending; The next film, first of all, makes a general discussion, from the individual to the general, and draws a philosophy of life: "Love hurts and leaves since ancient times."
It means that parting is not from the beginning, but from ancient times. Coupled with the phrase "clear autumn season is more worthy of being left out", it is said that when autumn is cold and desolate, it is more than usual.
The word "clear autumn festival" is mapped to the first three sentences. Before and after taking care of it, the needle and thread are extremely dense; The three empty words titled "Gengnakan" strengthen the emotional color, which is more obvious and profound than the first three sentences. The three sentences of "tonight" come from the last sentence, which is the warning strategy of the whole article, and later became the object of Su Shi's victory.
According to Yu Wenbao's Record of Blowing Sword, "On the Jade Hall Day in Dongpo, a monk sang a good song, so he asked,' What is my character like Liu Qi?' .
6. Poems and sentences describing beautiful scenery
1 Tianjingsha Qiu Si Ma Yuan Zhiyuan withered vines old trees faint, small bridges flowing water people, ancient roads swimming in the west wind, sunset, heartbroken people in Tianya 2 lonely phoenix trees, deep courtyard locked in the clear autumn, 3 distant cold mountains with sloping stone paths, Bai Yunsheng has been people.
I passed by my old friend Zhuang Menghaoran and prepared chicken and rice for me. Old friend, you entertain me on your 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. Zheng, a native of Wuyi, I will come back in the chrysanthemum season and wait for my holiday in the mountains: as bright as a mirror, the fishing raft is not lost in the wind.
A few reed flowers float clean, and the sunset lake in Ban 'an Mountain is low. There are thousands of frost on herons flying over the Rocky Mountains, and the fish weave waves.
It has its own fishing platform, which can send autumn colors across the west of the city. 6 Pu's "Clear Sand and Autumn" The sunset in the lonely village, the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, the light smoke, the shadow flies a little.
Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. Now the mountain is cold and blue. From my cabin in Wangchuan to Pei Di, autumn water is flowing every day. I leaned against the door of the thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, listening to the cicada singing in the evening breeze, the sunset hovering at the ferry, the midnight snack-kitchen smoke floating up from the house, and the summer value was drunk. In his later years, Wang Wei chanted a wild poem in Wuliu? And the deputy magistrate Zhang is quietly, regardless of anything. He has no long-term plan for his care, but he knows that he will return to Lao Lin. The wind breaks the belt, and the mountains and the moon play the piano. It makes sense for the group to ask questions about poverty, and the fishing song is deep. Weicheng Qu Weicheng light dust and rain city, guest house green willow new.
Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. On an autumn night, Guibo gave birth to Qiu Wei Lou, who was thin and never changed clothes.
Andrew worked hard all night, but she was afraid to leave the room and couldn't bear to go back! Qingxi I have driven the Huanghua River, carrying a green stream. Ten thousand laps around the mountain in less than thirty miles.
The rapids buzzed on the piled rocks, but the light dimmed among the dense pine trees. The surface of an entrance swayed with nut horns, and weeds grew along the river bank.
In my heart, I have always been as pure as this clear water. Oh, stay on a wide flat rock and cast the fishing line forever! In a farmhouse by the Wei River, cattle and sheep go home along the path in the country where the sun is slanting.
A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves.
The farmers who came back with hoes greeted each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! .
Since Xi is beautiful all over the world, how can Shi stay at home humbly? . Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night.
One day she was humble, no different from others, and the next day she was promoted, and everyone praised her ... She no longer powdered her face with her own hands, nor put a silk robe on her shoulders. ..
The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom ... The girls who had washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot. ..
None of the girls in her neighborhood can imitate her beauty! There should be no hermits in a happy period of rule. After money is tied at home, smart and capable people should discuss it together. Even you, a mountain hermit, no longer imitate Boyi and Shu Qi Shu Qi to pluck hair.
Come all the way to the golden gate, only to find that your piety is in vain? You passed by JAC during the Cold Food Festival last year and stayed in Beijing. We also bid farewell to the wine on the outskirts of Chang' an, and our bosom friends will be separated from me now.
You are going to sail south, and you can detain your Chai Men in a few days. The trees in the distant mountains cover your shadow, and the sunset is beautiful and colorful.
When you were not hired, it was purely accidental. Don't think that this friend is rare! You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! .
Did the plum blossom when you came to the engraved window of my house? Send Zhu Da to the Five Mausoleums of Qin Dynasty to avoid people. This sword is worth 1000 dollars. After breaking up, I will give it to you. I live in my whole heart, Chai Lu. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant.
In the bamboo house, I leaned alone among the dense bamboos, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Farewell, friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain, until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back? Acacia when those red berries come in spring, they blush on your southern branches? People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
An empty mountain after the rain, an autumn night in the deep mountains, stands in the autumn evening. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe. Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
The clear river, through the bushes, flows to Songshan Mountain, like my chariot driving slowly. I became a traveling companion and went home with the birds at dusk.
An abandoned city wall is above an old ferry, and the autumn sunset drowns the peaks. In a distant place, next to Songshan Mountain, I will close my door and get peace.
Zhong Nanshan, with its huge height near the city of heaven, connects a thousand mountains to a corner of the sea. The white clouds merged behind, and the blue mist melted into the mountains and disappeared.
The central mountain peaks separate the southwest, and the valleys are also different. Want to find a house to live in the mountains, is it convenient for the water guide to ask the woodcutter?
Ji Xiang Temple, not knowing the way to the Temple of Heaped Fragrance Road, misty mountains and clouds. Through the ancient forest without human footprints, but now I hear bells on high? The spring water in the mountains hits the dangerous rocks, and the sun in the pine forest is cold.
In the evening, come to the empty pool and meditate quietly to suppress the dragon.
7. Poetry describing the beauty of sunset
Ordinary love is dying, and the sunset is different.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and you can't see your home when you look at the end of the world. _ _ _ "Homesickness" [Song] Li Gou
A thousand miles away, the lonely city is closed _ _ —— The Fisherman's Passion (Fan Zhongyan)
The setting sun is crazy in Pingsha, and the stars are high and low in Gansu.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. The road to success (Wang)
As time goes by, the water is clear and the waves are cool. Li Bai's "Climbing the Xinping Building"
Nostalgia [Song] Li Gou
People say that the sunset is the end of the world.
"Miscellaneous songs, water tune songs"
The sun sets in Pingsha, and the stars in Gansu are high and low
Bai Juyi's Gao Ting, Yu Shengping's New Residence in Heyuan, Eight Servants and Four quatrains
Take a good look at the sunset, a piece of spring haze reflects half a ring.
Two Problems of Du Mu in Qi 'an County
On the bridge of Erji Sunset Creek, half a ray of light smoke is in the willow shadow.
Du Fu's Sunset
Sunset is on the curtain hook, and spring is quiet by the stream. Fang Fei is near the shore garden, firewood is leaning against the beach boat, birds are fighting for branches, and flying insects are swimming around the yard. Whoever makes you muddy will dispel thousands of troubles with one action.
Poetry about (describing) the sunset (sunset)
To see the sun, for all his glory, but near dusk.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
The green hills are still there, and the setting sun is a few degrees red.
The mountain reflects the sunset and the sky meets the water, the grass is ruthless, and the sunset is more outside.
All the valleys are full of sounds, including the sound of dusk. The peaks are silent and the sun sets.
I will think of you in the clouds, so think of me in the sunset.
Sunset lingers at the ferry, and the smoke from supper rises from the house.
There are many weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.
Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.
Yamagata Xiaomei
Songlinbu
The fragrant people all shook off their brilliance and occupied the small garden with a variety of customs.
The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant.
The frost bird steals its eyes before going down, and the pink butterfly breaks its soul if it knows it.
Fortunately, there is a rhyme, and there is no need for sandalwood boards and golden jars.
Love in autumn night
Song Zhu Shu Zhen
The slender crescent moon hangs at dusk, and people are dying in the secluded boudoir.
The stationery was taken apart and changed, but the cup was lifted again.
Snuff's heart is burning, and his sleeves are long enough to cover his tears.
Regret is more than romantic feelings, and love is the root of trouble.
Huanxisha
Song Qingzhao
The spring is chilly, the jade stove sinks and the smoke lingers, and the dream returns to the mountain pillow to hide flowers.
Haiyan will mow the grass in the future, and Jiang Mei has covered the catkin cotton. At dusk, the rain wet the swing.
Slow voice
Song Qingzhao
Looking around, cold and desolate. It is the hardest to stop when it is warm and cold at first. Three glasses and two glasses of wine are better than his coming late and in a hurry! Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Zui Hua Yin
Song Qingzhao
The fog is thick, the clouds are sad forever, the spirit is refreshing, and the golden beast disappears.
After dusk, the wine in Dongli Bar has a faint fragrance and sleeves. You can't forget it. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Ruan Langgui
Song sushi
Hazy fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. There is a tree in front of the hall. Why does the east wind enter the west neighbor? Children often close the door.
The snow is cold and jade is true, and the cheeks are not evenly powdered. Fold flowers and send them to Lingtou people.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Song sushi
Ice muscles are naturally thin. After that, the long curtain looks at dusk. At dusk, it becomes charming.
You also know the bitterness of lovesickness. How can you have the heart to throw away your slave? I don't care about going all the way through this mountain. I'm afraid it's easy to be apart from you, but it's hard to see you.
well
Qingnalanxingde
In the courtyard of slender moon dusk, secret language teaches you to get drunk. Do you know that?/You know what?
Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.