What are the poems that begin with the word "cloud"

1, the five generations of Li Yu's Sauvignon Blanc, clouds and vortices;

A cloud, a jade shuttle, a thin shirt.

This snail is very light.

There are many autumn winds, the sound of rain is harmonious, and there are three bananas outside the curtain.

The night is long and helpless!

Interpretation: A bunch of coiled bun with a hairpin on it, a light-colored coat with a light-colored skirt, I don't know why I frowned slightly. Standing alone in front of the window, the wind and rain are mixed, and the bananas outside the window are also in twos and threes. What should I do in this long lonely night?

2. Wei Zhuang's Death Lane Ji Yun Falling in the Tang Dynasty:

Cloud bun falls, phoenix hairpin hangs, bun falls, hairpin hangs weakly, pillow letter.

The emerald screen is deep in the moon and leaks. I know what is on the earth and what is on the earth.

Interpretation: Like a cloud falling in a bun, Feng Chai hangs low in her ear and leans lazily on the pillow. The waning moon is sinking in the west, the jade embroidered screen is hazy, and the conversation is even more leaking, telling all kinds of human feelings, and the love of acacia is deep, only lovers know.

3. Shi Yue's interpretation of flowers, clouds and snow in Song Dynasty;

The clouds are covered with snow, and the twilight adds to the chill, overlooking the balcony.

The green bushes are deep. There is no place to get spring or small.

Quiet and graceful. Look at each other from a distance and smile.

Hua Jieyu, because there is nothing to say, his heart should be difficult to express.

Don't look at the wall black and old. The piano is called moonlight and the flute is called frost dawn.

It's early to protect the fragrance. Dongfeng, close-up painting Lan Qiongze.

Back to the dream. Song Luoyun is still shocked.

When I think of it, several screens are cold. ?

Interpretation: The winter clouds have frozen into snowflakes, adding a bit of chill to the evening. We climbed The Upper Terrace together, overlooking. In the barren green grass in the distance, there are several small plum blossoms calling for spring. It looks at us from a distance with a quiet and beautiful figure, and seems to understand human language with a smile. Why are you silent Maybe it has something hard to express.

Don't stay in the shade of the wall and wait for yourself to rot. You are best suited to stand by and watch the lyre in the moonlight. Bloom in the flute that people praise you, and show your smiling face in the cold morning frost. If you like plum blossom, you should watch it as soon as possible. As soon as the east wind blows, you will find that it has appeared by the pond around the painting column.

When I came back from climbing the mountain, you were entangled in my dream again. This song made me fall from my dream and into the clouds. I suddenly woke up and found that it was just an illusion. At this time, you should be catching cold on the screen next to the coffee table. ?

4. Zhou Bangyan's "Chun Qing Gong Yun Jie Pinggang" in the Song Dynasty;

Clouds meet Hiraoka, mountains surround cold fields, and roads turn back to lonely cities.

The weeping willows cry, the wind scares the geese, and the autumn sounds move.

Stop when you are tired, and you can see stars in the light smoke.

The dust is haggard, I am afraid of dusk, and my thoughts are entangled. ?

Huatang used to be enthusiastic. Flowers bloom and fall, and the fragrance disappears.

Chord tube leading, pity Feng Jiao, warm spring and clear night.

O, o, convey meaning, hate secret appointments, and fail in a hurry.

A lot of troubles, just for time, a pay.

Interpretation: Shu Juan Qiu Yun is far away from Pinggang, a cold and desolate place, surrounded by mountains, and the peaks turn around, only to see an isolated city. In autumn, crows crow and geese howl in vilen. After a tiring day's trip, when I checked into the hotel, I vaguely saw the starlight in the twilight. When it is dusk at this time, people will take a break. People who travel long distances often have this experience when their bodies are resting and their brains are busy.

When I was exhausted, I looked up in the heavy twilight and saw the stars in the sky through the thin clouds. Walking between heaven and earth, wandering in the rivers and lakes, the author is travel-stained, miserable and sad, and at dusk, the parting of sorrow becomes more and more intense. In the flower hall, tassels are wearing flowers, beautiful women are like clouds, strings are in a hurry, birds are dancing, and an unforgettable affair has taken place in the singing and dancing place.

The dazzling group of geisha music, the fragrance of beauty floating everywhere. Among the many musicians who played the piano, sang and danced, adding joy to China's banquet, there was a blowing sheng beauty who was deeply loved by poets. That melodious and moving sheng music is no less than. At the banquet, she made a sheng solo late at night, which attracted people's attention and was especially loved by poets. At that time, we flirted for an hour, and the beauty and I had a connection.

5. Yan Xuan Ba Pai Ren, Yun Suo, Huang Yan and Liu Xi in the Five Dynasties:

The clouds are yellow, the smoke is thin, the wind is red, and the notice still exists.

It's hard to hate this situation, I sit on my eyebrows.

Interpretation: smoke covers the forest, and willows hang yellow branches; Spring breeze blows up the roots of flowers, and even red berries keep dying. The beautiful scenery aroused women's infinite always in my heart. She is empty and bored, fidgeting, and her beautiful eyebrows are wrinkled.