Wang Bo: Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou
Chengque assists the Three Qin Dynasties, and the wind and smoke look forward to Wujin. I want to say goodbye to you, we are both eunuchs. There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world. Inaction is on the wrong road, and the children are wet with towels
Li Bai: Drinking alone under the moon
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date. Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and make three people in the shadows. The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me. For now, the moon will be shadowed, and we must have fun until spring.
My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered. They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk. We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.
Li Bai: Song of the Four O'clock in the Midnight: Autumn Song
A moonlit sky in Chang'an, the sound of thousands of households banging their clothes. The autumn wind cannot blow away, but there is always love between the two. When will the Hu barbarians be pacified and the good men stop their expedition?
Wang Zhihuan: Leaving the Fortress
Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willow? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
Wang Changling: Leaving the Fortress
The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty was at the Pass of the Han Dynasty, and the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Hu Ma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountain!
Wei Yingwu: The first letter from Yangtze University to the Yuan Dynasty
Desolately go to my dear, and disappear into the smoke. Returned to Luoyang, with broken bells and trees in Guangling. If we say goodbye now, we will meet again somewhere. The waves of the world are on the boat, and you can stay safely along the boat.
Li Bai: Guan Shanyue
The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, among the vast sea of ??clouds. The wind blows tens of thousands of miles across Yumen Pass. The Han descended on the white road, and the Hu peered into the Qinghai Bay. The origin of the battle was that no one returned.
The garrison guests looked at the side with a sad look on their faces as they thought about returning home. The tall building is like this night, sighing is not enough.
Du Qiuniang: Gold Threaded Clothes
I advise you not to cherish your golden threaded clothes, but to cherish your youth. The flowers are ready to be cut off when they are in bloom, but don’t wait until there are no flowers left to cut off the branches!
Li Bai: One of the Three Qing Ping Diao Poems
The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, and the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is rich. If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon.
Anonymous: Miscellaneous Poems
The grass is luxuriant in the cold rain, and the wheat seedlings are covered with wind and the willows reflect the embankment. Until I have found my home, the cuckoo will stop singing in my ears.
Li Qi: He was a soldier in ancient times
He climbed the mountain to watch the beacon fire during the day, and drank his horse by the river at dusk. Pedestrians are fighting in the wind and the sand is dark, and the princess Pipa is full of resentments. There are no city walls in the wild clouds, and rain and snow cover the desert one after another.
Hu Yan flew away every night crying, and Hu Er shed tears. If you hear that the jade gate is still covered, you should throw your life away. The bones of war are buried outside every year, and grapes are rarely seen entering the Han family.
Li Bai: One of two Sauvignon Blanc poems
Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an. Luo Wei's autumn cries are in Jinjinglan, and the frost is desolate and the color is cold. The lonely lamp is full of thoughts and sorrow, and rolls up the curtains to look at the moonlit sky and sighs.
Beauty is like a flower in the clouds. There is the long sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lu River below. The journey is long and the soul is in pain, but the dream soul cannot reach Guanshan. Sauvignon Blanc is heartbreaking!
Li Shangyin: Jinse
The Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column reflects the past. Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his dawn dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke.
This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.
Wang Wei: Living in the Mountains in the Dark Autumn
After the new rain in the empty mountains, autumn comes late. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks. The bamboo noise returns to Huan Nu, and the lotus moves off the fishing boat. Break free to Chun-fang, Sun-self to stay.
Li Shangyin: Untitled
It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they die, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes. The morning mirror is full of worry, but the clouds on the temples are changing, and the moonlight is cold when singing at night.
There is not much way to Penglai, so the blue bird is diligent in visiting.
Zhang Jiuling: Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan
The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night! When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light is full, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.
Chang Jian: Inscribed on the Zen Temple behind Poshan Temple
Entering the ancient temple early in the morning, the first sun shines on the high forest. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees. The light of the mountain is pleasing to the birds, and the shadow of the pond is empty of the human heart. Everything is silent except for the sound of bells and chimes
Meng Haoran: Passing by my old friend's village
My old friend brought chicken and millet and invited me to Tian's house. Tree edge of the village together, Aoyama Guo oblique. Open a pavilion to enjoy the scene, drink and talk about mulberry and hemp. When the Double Ninth Festival comes, there will be chrysanthemums.
Liu Yuxi: Temple of the First Master of Shu
The heroic spirit of heaven and earth will remain awe-inspiring for thousands of years! The potential is divided into three tripods, and the industry is restored to five baht coins. If you get a prime minister, you can build a country, but if you have a son, you will not be like a virtuous man. The old prostitute from Shu came to dance in front of Wei Palace.
Bai Juyi: Farewell to the ancient original grass
The grass grows in Liliyuan, withering and flourishing every year. Wild fire, in spring. The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.
Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower
People in the past have taken the Yellow Crane to go there, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here. The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds remain empty for thousands of years. Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, and the grass is luxuriant and Parrot Island is green.
Where is the country gate at dusk? The misty waves on the river make people sad.
Li Qi: Farewell to the capital of Wei Wan
I heard the wanderers singing Li songs in the morning, and I first crossed the river with a slight frost last night. The swan geese can't bear to listen to the sorrow. The situation of Yunshan is like that of a guest. The color of the trees in Guancheng is getting colder, and the sound of anvils in the imperial garden is getting louder in the evening.
Don’t see the happy place of Chang’an, it will make the years easy to be wasted.
Wen Tingyun: Su Wu Temple
In front of the Han envoy, Su Wu’s soul was overwhelmed, and the tall trees in the ancient temple were at a loss. The wild geese cut off Hu Tianyue by the clouds, and the sheep in Longshang returned to the grass smoke. When I returned to Japan, the tower was not a tent. When I left, Guanjian was in the year of Ding.
There is no marquis seal in Maoling, and I am crying towards the autumn waves in the river.
Li Shangyin: Untitled
Last night the stars and the wind were on the west side of the painting building and on the east side of Guitang. There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart. Separate seats are served with spring wine to warm them up, and separate seats are covered with candles and covered with red lamps.
I listened to the drum and went to answer the official question, walking around Malantai and turning around.
Yuan Zhen: Two of Three Poems on Relieving Sorrow and Feelings
In the past, we joked about the things behind us, but now they are all before our eyes. The clothes have been worn, but the needle and thread are still there. I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave him money in my dream.
I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.
Wei Yingwu: Send Li Dan Yuanxi
Last year I saw you farewell in the flowers, today the flowers bloom for another year. Things in the world are uncertain and difficult to predict, and spring sorrow makes me sleep alone. I miss the fields when I am sick, and I am ashamed of my salary when I am in exile.
When I heard about the Tao, I wanted to come to inquire about it. How many times did I look at the full moon in the west tower?
Du Fu: Three of Five Poems on Ancient Relics
Going to Jingmen through mountains and valleys, there grew up the village of Mingfei Shangyou. Once we go to Zitai and Shuomo Desert, we will only leave the green tomb facing the dusk. Draw a picture to understand the spring breeze, wear a ring in the sky and return to the soul under the moon.
For thousands of years, the pipa has been playing nonsense, and there is clear resentment in the music.
Du Fu: Night in the Pavilion
At the end of the year, the yin and yang rush to short scenes, and the sky is frosty and snowy. The sound of drums and horns at the fifth watch is solemn and solemn, and the shadow of the stars in the Three Gorges wavers. Thousands of families cried in the wild when they heard about the war, and fishermen and woodcutters sprang up in several places in Yige.
The crouching dragon and the leaping horse end in the loess, and the human affairs news and books are lonely.
Du Fu: Sufu
In the clear autumn, the shogunate's well was cold, and I stayed alone in the river city with the remains of a wax torch. The trumpet sounds sadly to itself in the eternal night, who can see the beautiful moonlight in the sky? The wind and dust are passing by, the music and books are gone, and the pass is desolate and the journey is difficult.
I have endured ten years of loneliness and forced myself to move to a safe place.
Du Fu: Climbing high
The wind is strong, the ape high in the sky whistles in mourning, and the white bird flies back from the clear sand in Zhugong. The endless falling trees rustled, and the endless Yangtze River rolled in. Wandering With Melancholy, a century on stage alone and sick.
Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes muddy.
Du Fu: Climbing the Tower
The flowers approaching the high-rise building hurt the hearts of the guests. It is difficult to climb here in all directions. The spring scenery of the Jinjiang River comes to heaven and earth, and the floating clouds of the jade barrier change the past and present. The North Pole court will never change, and the Xishan bandits will not invade each other!
The poor queen returned to the temple and sang for Father Liang at dusk.
Li Bai: Farewell to friends
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds the east city. Say goodbye in here, then fight in the lonely and long way. The wandering clouds convey the love of an old friend. I waved my hand and went away, the horses roared.
King Luo Bin: Singing Cicadas in Prison
Cicadas sing on the West Road, and guests in Nanguan think of invasion. That shadow with mysterious sideburns is coming to greet Baitou Yin! It is difficult to fly in due to heavy dew, and it is easy to sink due to the strong wind. No one believes in Gao Jie, who can express his sincerity?
Cen Shen: Bai Xuege sends Magistrate Wu back to the capital.
The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and it snows in August. Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloom. It scatters into the bead curtain and wets the Luo curtain, and the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin.
The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the guards' iron coats are cold and cold. The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away. The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for the returning guests, playing fiddles, lutes, lutes and flutes.
Dusk snow falls one after another on the camp gate, and the wind blows and the red flag remains frozen. I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the road to Tianshan Mountain was covered with snow. You can't be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.
Meng Haoran: Returning to Lumen Folk Song at Night
The bells of the mountain temple are ringing. It is already dark, and the fishing boats are noisy as they scramble to cross the river. People followed the sand road to Jiangcun, and I also took a boat back to Lumen. The moonlight at Lumen opened the smoke trees, and suddenly I came to Pang Gong's hiding place.
The pine path in Yanfei is long and lonely, with only lonely people coming and going.
Li Qi: Qin Song
The master has wine to enjoy the evening, please play the qin Guangling guest. The moon shines on the top of the city, half of the crows are flying, and the frost and wind are blowing into the trees. The candles in the copper furnace increase the brightness, and the concubine Chu after playing the Lu River for the first time.
After a sound, all the animals fell silent, and the four silent stars seemed to be scattered. Qinghuai has been envoys for more than a thousand miles, dare to tell Yunshan from now on?
Li Qi: ancient meaning
The man is on the Long March, and he is a young and quiet Yanke. The winning horse's hooves are seven feet lighter. Don't dare to kill someone, you must be like a hedgehog.
The white snow flies at the bottom of Huangyunlong, and cannot return without repaying the favor. The young woman from Liaodong was fifteen years old and used to play the pipa and sing and dance. Today, the sound of the Qiang flute has made our entire army burst into tears!
Wang Changling: Song on the Fortress
The cicadas sing in the empty mulberry forest, and the road is Xiaoguan Road in August. Going out of the plug and back into the plug again, there are yellow reeds everywhere. We have always been friends and guests, but we all grow old in the battlefield. Don't imitate the knight-errants and praise Ziliu modestly.
Wang Changling: Sai Xia Qu
Drinking the horse across the autumn water, the water is cold and the wind is like a knife. The sun has not gone out in Pingsha, and I can see Lintao dimly. In the old days of the Great Wall Battle, Xian Yan was in high spirits. The yellow dust is enough for the present and the past, and the white bones are a mess of wormwood.
Chang Jian: Su Wang Changling lived in seclusion
The clear stream is unfathomable, and there are only solitary clouds in the hidden place. There is a faint moon among the dew among the pine trees, and the clear light is still for you. The thatched pavilion houses the shadows of flowers, and the medicinal courtyard grows moss-like patterns. When I left, I saw a group of Luan and Cranes in the Western Mountains.