Horizon Canyon of Foreign Poetry

Shorts

It's late autumn, and a short rain falls on the courtyard. The threshold is sparse, and the shaft is messy and disabling. Sorry, Wangjiangguan. The clouds are hazy and the sunset glow is hazy. What a sad sight, overlooking the rivers and mountains, the afterglow of the sunset. Passing by all the way, pedestrians are a little sad and tired of listening to the gurgling water. Thousands of miles away in Wan Li, the road is difficult, and the road is so sad. I especially hate hearing the sound of running water from the long river. A lonely museum is like a year. In the posthouse, it's the same as each other, year after year. Dewdrops in the autumn wind began to get cold, and in the middle of the night, the pain in the chest became worse. On second thought. Night is always opposite to the scene, only a handful, thinking about the past. At that time, fame and fortune did not exist, but in Song Lou brothels and other scenic spots, the time consumed every year. The infinite city of the capital reminds me that when I was young, I just wanted to have fun every day. There are crazy friends, and when they meet songs, they compete for wine. However, after parting, time flies, and those fun and fun scenes are like a dream, with a little cigarette in front of us. Thinking about fame and fortune, haggard and lingering. It is those who have fame and fortune that make me so haggard and will fetter me. I feel a little cold because of the leaking arrow. Sobbing gradually, drawing a few corners. Silent to the window, the light went out and waited for dawn, and the shadow couldn't sleep alone.

Liu Yong

Qingping Li Yueqing photo

When I was a child, it snowed every year, and I often indulged in the enthusiasm of plums. Later, although the effect was in hand, I was not in a good mood to enjoy it. I could only rub it at will, but I got tears on my clothes. I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin. Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.

Su Shi in Jiangchengzi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.

Lin Yuyong (Song)

Cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.

All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them.

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 about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.

Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying.

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.

Customs are strange, who to talk to.

Guanyunshi 7 pieces

Lu Nan. Jin Zijing. Guiguan customs clearance marble

Moths' eyebrows can feel sorry for themselves and shed tears.

Wake up in the middle of the night without singing the fourth tone.

Lonely, late at night.

Plum blossom fragrance. Shi Tian Guan Yunshi

A new poem, Hunhu Savage, is idle and I don't know where Spring is going.

A domestic boy, Liu Bian, is idle fishing, and there are residual red gulls and herons all over the river.

"Zhong Lu. Hong Xiuxie. Guiguan customs clearance marble

Sit by the cloud window

Snuggle against the moon pillow and sing two songs.

Listen, calculate, worry, and be afraid of going to the early shift.

Four watches are not enough, and the night is like a boat.

God, what are the disadvantages of being a boudoir?

In front of the house. Chang Youzai Guan Yunshi

Spring breeze is everywhere.

I was helpless at that time, but I was always open to the sky.

I went back to Yuanming to be afraid of cranes complaining about mountain birds and monsters.

What is the fame in Zizyphus jujuba? I'm Su Anzai.

In front of the house. Drunk me Guan Yunshi.

Afraid that the west wind will blow the Guanghan Palace later.

Jade platform is not fragrant, and dreams are affectionate.

At this time, spiritual creation is very familiar.

After drinking, Yellow Crane sent Shan Weng to get drunk, and I got drunk in Shan Weng.

Water fairy. Tianjiaguan marble

There are two or three huts in the shade, with the back stream outside the mountain.

Wild peaches and apricot blossoms bloom infinitely, lest spring be fleeting.

I have to spend half a day in leisure and invite my neighbor Weng for company.

Let the family pass on an old casserole that is eaten straight.

Liang Xiao area. Autumn cloud time

Lotus reflects water, chrysanthemum is yellow, and Qiu Guang is everywhere.

The lotus leaf withered heron drills the golden wind.

Looking up at the Leifeng Tower of Guizhixiang.

Look at Qiantang school, the Yangtze River and the lake are clear.

There are two or three rows of new geese on the horizon.

Liu Zhi's Six Songs

The wild goose won when it fell off the belt. Herry Liu's farewell.

The wind is loud and noisy, the swallows are beautiful and bright, and the Yangtze River is flat.

Late rain, Qian Shan, still wine, farewell to you, folding willow, parting from love.

When I think of Liang Wan's flowers in my dream, I don't want to be alone in the Pavilion of the Acropolis.

Listen to the fourth sound of yangguan.

Alpine sheep Herry Liu, Yancheng Shuhuai

Yunshan has no intention of revealing his own style.

The west wind blows away fame and fortune, and tears come and go.

Then don't mention Qingshan, and try your best to get people drunk.

The gains and losses are all in his life.

Lose our lives.

Alpine sheep West Lake Drunk by Liu Zhenyun

Super Super Qiongshu Jiajiazhu Lake

How expensive is the road in front of Jiaosiguogu Restaurant?

What is worse than six bridges? They are all empty places in the classics.

Flowers fell into the water and flowed into the depths of the courtyard.

Help others.

Lu Nan. Four jade pieces. Tourism Appreciation of Willow Branches

Yizhou tea new sound pan-color boat

In front of the bottle, there is even an old friend: the gull pigeon on the wave.

Liushuhu

Laurel medal. Joe, Liu Zhi

The mountain is cold and yellow, and there are no seedlings.

It rains in an empty valley, and there is a bottom.

Wuyi Kanqiao Barefoot Maid Xiang Xuan Jing Road

Be a potherb slave and collect clouds to hide on the mountainside.

Water [□ mutual] Xiqiao returned to the mountains at dusk with wine.

The wild goose won when it fell off the belt. Herry Liu's farewell.

Hans Zhang, Anqiu Water Temple, Xie Yang, Dongshan

Changsha Qu Jiayi's Sunset Sads RoyceWong.

At the beginning of the wine, sit under the lamp and sword.

Ban Chao, a copper pillar in Ma Yuan, pointed to Yutong and looked at it from a distance.

There are more mountains on the clouds beside the bright moon Qiantang.

Tian Jingsha and Qiu Si.

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

[Lu Nan] Four Yutai Tiantai Road

The herbalist boy went out on a trip and was dissatisfied with Liu Lang's going down to the roof. Where is the spring breeze? Peach blossoms no longer bloom, poor scholar, who told you to come back.

Four Jade Xunyang River

In Qiu Jiang, Fujian, the pipa of a merchant woman is heartbroken. Do you know that Sima He is worried about listening? The moon wakes up drunk. The guests woke up at first.

Four Yumatuopo (South Law)

Sleeping in Haitang, doing it in late spring, I can't wait to see it in the hands of Ming Chengzu. Nishang is the chaos of the Central Plains. This Yuhuan is not a mountain, so how can we know that the Shu Road is difficult to walk!

Four Jade Wushan Temple [Southern Law]

Evening rain greets the clouds and disappears without a trace. Xiang Dui said balcony dream. Cloud is empty, rain is empty, how can we get twelve peaks?

Qingjiang attracts wild interest.

Dongli is a master of romance, and the evening festival is fun. A pillow gourd rack and several rows of poplars. This is a happy and leisure place.

[Out of tune] Night boat Qiu Si

At the age of one hundred, it is a shame to dream of a butterfly and look back. Spring has come today, and the bright flowers have withered. Emergency punishment: the midnight light goes out.

Li Bai's poems:

Drink the moon alone.

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.

Guan Shanyue.

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 soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.

The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.

Invite for a drink

Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?

Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

2. "Untitled" Tang Li Shangyin

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

3. Stone Town

Yuxi Liu Tang

The mountains are still the same, surrounded by abandoned ancient capitals, and the tide is beating against the lonely empty city as in the past.

In the old moon east of Huaishui, I also came to Nvbi at night.

Song ci:

1. Operator? Yongmei's "land tour"

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. It's dusk. I'm alone. It's windy and rainy. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

2. The latest love flower

Su Shi

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs. Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

◆ Yuanqu

Tianjingsha? Melancholy Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Dead vines, old trees, faint crows,

Small bridges and flowing water,

The ancient road and the west wind are thin.

The sun went down,

Heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

2. Xu Zaisi

"[double tone] the moon? Chun Qing "

I will not miss you all my life, but I will miss you. The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a flying catkin, like it, like it constantly. There is a lingering sound here. What is the hope of a thousand dollars? The symptoms are coming. When is it? It's when the light is half dark and the moon is half bright and half bright.

Children's poetry:

I am a willful child.

perhaps

I am a child spoiled by my mother.

I am very self willed

I hope

Every moment.

As beautiful as colored crayons.

I hope

You can draw on your beloved white paper.

Freedom to paint clumsily.

Draw the next picture Never.

With tears in my eyes

A piece of sky

A feather and leaf belonging to the sky.

Light green night and apples

I want to draw the morning.

Draw dew

The smile you can see.

Draw all the youngest

Love without pain

She has never seen a cloud.

Her eyes are the color of a clear sky.

She always looks at me.

Forever, watch

Never turn around suddenly.

I want to paint the distant scenery.

Draw a clear horizon and water waves

Draw many happy rivers.

Painting mountains—

Full of fuzzy fluff

I put them together.

Let them fall in love.

Let every acquiescence

Every quiet spring is exciting.

Be a little flower's birthday.

I also want to paint the future.

I haven't seen her, and I can't.

But I know she is beautiful.

I drew her autumn clothes.

Draw those burning candles and maple leaves

I paint a lot because I love her.

Extinguished heart

Hua wedding

Draw a festival to wake up in the morning-

There is cellophane on it.

And illustrations of northern fairy tales

I am a wayward child.

I want to erase all my misfortunes.

I think on earth

Draw all the windows

Let all eyes get used to the darkness.

Accustomed to the light

I want to paint a style.

Draw a mountain higher than the last one.

Draw the desire of the oriental nation

Draw the sea—

Endless sweet sound

Finally, in the corner of the paper

I want to paint myself, too

Draw a koala

He sat in the dark jungle of Victoria.

Sitting on a quiet branch

stare blankly

He has no home.

There is no heart in the distance.

He only has, a lot.

Berry dream

And big eyes.

I hope

think

But somehow,

I have no crayons.

Don't get a color moment.

I only have me.

My fingers and pain.

Just shredded pieces.

Beloved white paper

Let them find butterflies.

Let them disappear from today.

I'm still a kid.

A child spoiled by an imaginary mother

I am very self willed