I want to learn to write poetry, modern poetry or ancient poetry. What books can you recommend? Thank you!

I want to learn to write poetry, modern poetry or ancient poetry. What books can you recommend? Thank you! I suggest you go to Xinhua Bookstore to find some books suitable for you, which are more comprehensive.

I want to learn to write poetry. Can someone teach me? Ancient poetry, modern poetry can be! This thing needs no teaching. It is natural to read more books by yourself and write with the help of God.

Beginners are beginners in writing modern poems. Do you have any good bibliography recommendations? Look at Xu zhimo's

Modern poetry and ancient poetry should be classified, such as writing season (spring). Modern poetry can be classified according to the author's name. Thank you, Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran).

In the spring morning, I woke up easily.

Birds are singing everywhere around me.

But now I remember that night, that storm,

How many fallen flowers are there?

Ancient poems describing spring

Liu Yong (He)

Jasper dressed up as a tree,

Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.

I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Ancient poems describing spring

Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)

Good rain knows its correct time;

When spring comes.

The wind blows its mouth at night;

Moisturize things silently.

Dark clouds filled the wild lane;

The fire of a river boat is unique.

Dawn sees saturated red;

Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.

Ancient poems describing spring

Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)

When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,

The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.

The moon is full of surprises,

It rings in the spring stream.

Ancient poems describing spring

Qingming (Du Mu)

It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Pedestrians on the road want to die.

Excuse me, where is the restaurant?

The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

Ancient poems describing spring

Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)

The world in April is full of beauty,

Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,

I don't know how it got like this.

Ancient poems describing spring

Late spring (Han Yu)

The grass knows that spring will come back soon.

All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.

Huayang has no talent for pods,

Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.

Ancient poems describing spring

In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.

The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.

Ancient poems describing spring

Chun Xing (Wu Yuanheng)

It's cloudy,

All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.

The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.

Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.

Ancient poems describing spring

Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)

On this day last year, in this door,

Peach blossoms set each other off in red.

People don't know where to go,

Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Ancient poems describing spring

Jueju (Du Fu)

Later that day, Jiang,

Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.

Muddy swallows,

The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.

Ancient poems describing spring

Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)

Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.

Butterflies have been dancing,

The charming warbler chirps.

Chunyouhu Xufu

When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water. The bridge is broken in the spring breeze, and the ship leaves Liu Yin.

Bai Juyi, peach blossom in Dalin Temple

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed. I hate that spring is nowhere to be found, but I don't know how to turn to it.

Titu Chengnanzhuang Cuihu

Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.

Su Shi, Hui Chong Chunjiang Evening Scene

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.

Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang and Yang Wanli.

It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.

South of quatrains

The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Fengle Pavilion Youchun Ouyang Xiu

Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless. Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.

Du Fu, a unique flower explorer by the river.

Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low. Wandering butterflies always dance, while charming yinger just cries.

Su Xiting Dai Shulun

The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days? The eaves of the house don't return to spring late, and the apricot blossoms are cold and misty.

Spring's resentment against Liu

At dusk, the screen window is falling, and no one in the golden house sees tears. The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.

Liu Yuxi, a poet in spring

It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.

Enjoy spring

Spring breeze caresses cheeks,

Peach and willow praise spring scenery.

Singing spring poems in the room,

The meaning of spring has increased a little.

Spring Festival travel rush peak

Du fu in Tang dynasty

Susu tidbits are late,

Feifei lycopene is light.

Long-lived male birds,

Chun yuan zi Jing

Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji

Tang hanyu

The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

The biggest advantage is that one spring,

It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.

Chunjiang moonlit night

Zhang

Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.

I drift with the tide for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.

Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.

There is no dust in the sky on the river, and there is a lonely moon in the sky.

Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?

Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.

The white clouds have gone, and Qingfeng is at a loss.

Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?

Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.

The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.

At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.

Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.

Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.

In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.

I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.

spring

Chu Hsi

Win the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya,

The boundless scene is new for a while.

Waiting for the spring breeze,

Countless reds and violets only show spring.

Who has modern poems or ancient poems about wind and rain? Thank you, Don. Wei Zhuang

Fusang is already at a low ebb,

My home is in Fusang East.

Who will go with the teacher?

A boat full of bright moon and a boat full of breeze.

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I want to learn classical Chinese and modern poetry well, and recommend some good books to me. I must learn Tang poetry and Song poetry well, mainly by my own feelings. Learning Chinese well requires not only knowledge and skills. More importantly, accumulate, think, feel, express, communicate, collide and write.

Recommend some modern poems, thank you for feeling that this one is good as follows (the author is ominous):

year

The wind stopped again? I suddenly remembered who.

It's dark? I am several years old.

Warm-hearted? The world is sometimes lonely and needs another kind.

Love to accept and give? None of us are perfect.

Is the dream broken again? We had several chances.

I know Wang Guozhen.

Happiness is the pillar of life.

Pain is a journey of life.

I know

When your heart is heavy

The best gift

Is to send you a quiet sky.

You will be confused.

I'll be sober, too

When night falls.

You will feel

Have a pair of warm eyes

I know

When you dry the tears on your cheeks

You will smile brightly.

At that time, I will gently say to you

Let's leave now. look

Sophora japonica is fragrant and the moonlight is bright.

Qilixiang (the author is ominous)

This stream is eager to flow to the ocean.

The tide is eager to return to land.

In front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers

I waved goodbye so easily.

After 20 years of changes,

Our souls come back every night.

When the breeze blows.

It became a garden full of fragrance.

Ferry (author ominous)

Let me shake your hand.

Then gently pull out my hand.

Know that missing takes root from now on.

Clouds and mountains during the day are solemn and gentle.

Let me shake your hand.

Then gently pull out my hand.

Time stopped from now on.

Tears flow into a river in my heart.

It is such a helpless stare.

I can't find a flower to send to the ferry.

Pin your blessing on your lapel.

What about tomorrow

Tomorrow is another world.

The above is for reference.

Recommend some books to teach writing modern poetry. Thank you for appreciating China's modern poetry, prose, novels and poetry creation.

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