Spring grass grows in the pond, and willow trees in the garden become songbirds.
In February, the lake is clear and every family sings in spring.
If the spring grass is affectionate, Shan Ye still contains Li Bai's Golden Gate Answering Su Xiucai in the Qing Dynasty.
There are no flowers in the fragrant trees, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain.
Just like deceiving each other, blowing off a few flowers in one night, Du Fu's "Nine Poems Wandering" in the Tang Dynasty
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, misty rain and apricot blossoms are cold. Dai Shulun's "Su Ming Zhu Yue"
Looking at the bright moon on the fifteenth night (Wang Jian)
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
Tonight, the moon is full of hope, and I don't know who Qiu Si will fall into.
Guan Shanyue (Li Bai)
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Drinking the bright moon alone (Li Bai)
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Night thoughts (Li Bai)
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Moonlit Night (Liu)
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Chang 'e (Li Shangyin)
The mica screen was dyed red by thick candles, and the Milky Way gradually tilted towards the morning star.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
The night of August 15th (Don Du Fu)
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Recalling brothers on a moonlit night (Du Fu)
The drums of the defenders cut off people's communication, and a lonely goose was singing in autumn in the frontier.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Looking at the moon and thinking of a distant place (Zhang Jiuling)
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Shuangyue (Li Shangyin)
When I first heard that there were no cicadas,
A hundred feet of water meets the sky.
Young woman Su E is hardy.
Frost war in the middle of the month.
There is a bosom under the autumn night and the moon (Meng Haoran)
Autumn moon hangs in the sky and Guanghua is wet.
The surprised magpie has not settled, and the flying fireflies are rolling in.
The courtyard is sparsely shaded, and the sound of the neighboring night is urgent.
What is the ceremony? Look at the sky and stand.
On the night of August 15, the moon was played in Taoyuan (Yuxi, Liu Tang)
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun led me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officer to come from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Yan Shu)
Ten rounds of frost shadows turn to court, and tonight is a lonely corner.
Su E is not without disappointment and hatred.
Mid-Autumn Moon (Su Shi)
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Looking at the moon in the pavilion on the fifteenth night of August (Tang Bai Juyi)
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Mid-Autumn Festival Waiting for the Moon (Lu Guimeng)
It is not enough to transfer to first frost, but it seems a good time to transfer to the later stage.
The curtain leans against the tree, and the feeling is infinite.
I like to listen to the sound of the sheng, and gradually watch the stars lose the south basket.
Who wants to reduce the first round and noon for the cooling power of the school?
Guizi of Tianzhu Temple on the night of August 15th (Tang Pi Rixiu)
Yu Xing got off the moon wheel and picked up the dew in front of the temple.
So far, the sky doesn't exist, but Chang 'e should be thrown to people.
Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and the wind return to the office before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.
Mid-Autumn Festival to climb the stairs and look at the moon (fee)
Like Huaihai's eyes, the long sea is as white as silver, and millions of rainbow-like lights are pregnant with pearl oysters.
If there is no labor in the sky, the osmanthus tree will grow long and break the moon.
Zhuang Ni Mid-Autumn Festival (Yuan Haowen)
Strong rice is too thin and narrow, and autumn is cool.
Do you know how difficult it is for children to remember their journey?
The exposed air enters the thatched cottage stream and makes a sound on the stone beach.
In the mountains, the night came, the moon came and the dawn came.
Ten landscape poems
Crossing sanshan island in the rain to see the sea
The sound of seagulls blows the dreams around the rocks,
The cool wind was wrapped in white smoke.
Spring rain is like ink,
Fish dragons want to make waves.
Star tea has a history of 3000 years.
Forty years in Shanghai.
Looking back on the rest of my life is like an instant.
Who will go to Sangtian in life?
Late autumn, Yueyang Waterfall
The lake and the sea are full of boxes,
Come to Yunmeng to visit Wang Yang again.
In autumn, Zhu Sai gave birth to Xiao Shuang.
The tide is spreading and the sky is fading.
Pitching, ups and downs, mourning for the country,
Thoughts on the sadness and joy of the sunset.
The west wind blows yellow leaves,
There is no smoke or water in Di Zi.
Autumn night by the Songhua River, occasionally.
The air is fresh and the dry clouds are lighter.
Hazy mountain shadows were born at night.
You don't have to hurt the goose on the trip.
Why should I cry when I turn to the earth?
Stars are redder than lights and warmer than autumn moon.
Water is as white as frost.
My heart is empty,
Vast emotions.
A topic of returning home
After singing, the spring breeze turned around.
The banquet on the balcony smelled of wine.
A thousand lights are drunk,
The pulsation of the river sounds cool at night.
A wanderer has no intention of becoming a prodigal son,
Hometown is as changeable as a foreign land.
If you get together once a year,
Who makes the return trip?
riverside
Ten miles along the river are covered with fine sand,
Yuntou at the foot of the rainy mountain is my home.
A tung leaf flies cold and has faith,
Lonely boat people talk at the beginning of the day.
I used to look at the world coldly,
Write autumn flowers alone.
Intention is never bitter,
Don't be surprised. Pictures are life.
Flood Taihu Lake at night
I heard about the beauty of Taihu Lake.
I crossed Taihu Lake today.
The bright moon rises from Dongshan,
The breeze rises at the end of the day.
Shuiyue is extremely empty and bright,
What a beautiful scenery.
Beauty can't be obtained,
I only envy Yan Ziyi.
I'm interested in Xiaoxiang,
Miss Lan Hezhi.
In a hurry,
There is a lot of smoke.
Wulingyuan
Past events in Wei and Jin dynasties,
Qingxi is poor.
I swim in the cold,
Fahua is incredibly beautiful.
It's hard to escape from Qin,
There is no way to find a good day.
Jiangshan is still there,
The wind and rain have been beating for thousands of years.
You Lushan Xiufeng Temple
I have long heard that mountains are the first.
Come here to call the soul of poetry.
Flowers are warm and fragrant,
Bananas are cool and green.
Water flows through the bamboo shadow,
The stone was broken and covered with moss.
Looking at the waterfall between the clouds,
You want to melt Kun.
Go boating on the lake at night
Pinghu is thousands of hectares wide.
Independent and lonely.
The autumn mirror hangs clouds,
Sit gently in the jade pot.
The smoke was drained,
The water is close to the sky.
I think the fisherman is drunk,
You can also shout across the boat.
Night on Xunyang Ship
The moon rises, the stars set, and the night is still young.
Flute and Xunyang Dream.
Fish and dragons accompany me in the river and sea,
Deer and horses were pointed to the temple.
Seven feet ashamed to live in a peach and plum account,
Think about fishing in the country,
Have you finished reading the pipa?
Looking at the mountains and rivers, the road is long.
Five landscape poems
Niannujiao/Huangshan Mountain
Four miles away, looking at the Milky Way without a trace, dome.
Gao Kuang. The seventy-two peaks are beautiful and angular.
It is green. Baili Hanging Ladder, Yan Qian Waterfall,
The wind is ringing when the valley is loose. Floating haze and clear blue, suddenly
Poetry is full of enthusiasm!
It turns out that at the foot of the sky, the rainbow and rain are falling.
Or smell Luan songs. Pointing to the battlefields of Chu and Wu, one
Like a palm, a few floating clouds shine at the moment.
Extinguish, plunge into the summit, Mo Yan returns, and
Look at the red sun facing west!
Nian Nujiao/Suzhou
Blow and paddle, swim in Suzhou, and swim across the country.
Reiki. Rain, smoke, thick spring water, endless poetry
Picturesque. Tao Wu seeks incense, Qiao Fengmeng dreams.
Walking in the blue waves, flapping clothes, Wu Nong speaks softly.
Words are like water.
We should laugh at Wu Yue Spring and Autumn Period, when Wang Tu thought of everything but nothing.
What a joke. Eternal fresh air and the moon, this
It's just an article. Chinese calligraphy style, Donglin cuisine
Sound, rhyme and song blowing. Three kinds of flowers and plants, some
People can appreciate the real taste!
Shuidiao Getou/Taihu Lake
Dream of Taihu Lake for two years, send Taihu Lake in autumn for a long time. river
Jiangnan's first smoky water, since the ages. Jing Li rou
Like a virgin, like a galloping horse, everything is singing.
Eyes. The sun and the moon depend on throughput, and the heaven and earth Committee ups and downs.
Over the clouds, Yang Liuan climbed the building alone. lift
When you think of wuyue, you think of China. Favorite hero
Children, give up the king's career and join hands in the boat.
The lakes and mountains are still there, who will continue to love?
Liang Zhu/Hanging Xue Tao's Tomb
There are thousands of meditation among the guests, and there are pipa in the door and lane.
Move in the autumn. Gu Jing's bones are tearful, and Tao writes a few words.
Who will send the page?
A generation of amazing talents, outstanding, the world surprised. Who is it?
Is it painful to know? Looking around, the only thing is the sunset.
From the grave.
Wushan Duan Yun/Fengjie Xige Duyinfu Chu Shi
The river overflows with anger, and Kuimen touches the palm. Wang Chunshen
Women are silent, and it's getting dark.
Xanthium sibiricum is hard to find, sir. I only ate half a meal. Ronaldinho
Wushan under the wood, every grass and wood is cold.
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The representatives of pastoral school are Wang Wei, Meng Haoran and Chen Ziang.
Wang Wei is a representative of the pastoral poetry school in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. He inherited and carried forward the landscape poems initiated by Xie Lingyun, and was unique, which made the achievements of landscape pastoral poetry reach its peak and occupied an important position in the history of China poetry. Wang Wei also has excellent works in other aspects. Some reflect the life of the army and the frontier fortress, some show chivalry, and some expose the shortcomings of the times. Some small poems that bid farewell to relatives and friends and write about daily life, such as "Farewell to Yuan Er Shi Anxi", "Acacia", "Thinking of Shandong Brothers in the Mountain" and "Farewell to Shenzifu Jiangdong", have been passed down from ancient times to the present. These poems are all five-character poems or seven-character poems, which are sincere, unadorned, simple and profound, comparable to Li Bai and Wang Changling, and represent the highest achievement of quatrains in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. His poems, which should be written, sung and preached to Buddha, are occasionally famous, but they are not enough. Wang Wei has the highest attainments in five laws, five unique skills and seven unique skills, and he is also good at other aspects, which is very prominent in the Tang Dynasty poetry circle. Its seven methods, either vigorous and gorgeous, or beautiful and elegant, are all imitations of the seven sons of the Ming Dynasty. The seven ancient forms are neatly arranged and the momentum is erratic. Prose is quiet and meaningful, full of poetry, such as The Mountain and Pei Xiucai's Book. Wang Wei enjoyed great fame both before and after his death, and was known as "the literate sect in the world" and "Shi Fo". Have a great influence on future generations.
It is precisely because he often looks at everything with the eyes of a Zen master that his poems have a kind of beauty of tranquility, openness and quietness that other poets can't reach. In particular, the dynamic images in his description of nature in A Moment are so pure and quiet and full of Zen, such as: "People are idle with osmanthus fragrance, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty." When the birds are startled in the moon and the springs are singing. "("birdsong ")" In the autumn rain, there is a shallow pomegranate flow. The jumping waves splashed from themselves, and the egret was shocked. The famous sentences "(Luan Jia Se) and" Moonlight in the pine forest and crystal stone in the stream "(Autumn Night in the Deep Mountain) often purify readers' hearts and give people endless reverie.