Maihuasheng nostalgia
Zhang Kejiu
Beauty committed suicide on the bank of Wujiang River,
The war once burned Chibi Mountain,
The general is empty and old.
Sad Qin and Han dynasties,
The reader sighed.
Shanyang Tongguan nostalgia
Zhang
The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road.
Looking at the western capital, I hesitated.
Sad Qin and Han dynasties, ten thousand palaces have been made of earth.
Xing, the people suffer; People suffer when they die.
Tianjin Sha Qiu Si
Ma Zhiyuan
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.
Days net sand autumn
Bai Pu
The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei.
Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
Shan po yang Li shan nostalgia
Zhang
Looking around Mount Li, the house is brightly lit. Where was the luxury then?
I saw that the grass was sparse and the water was lingering.
So far, I hate the misty trees, and my country is Zhou, Qi, Qin, Han and Chu.
If you win, you will become dirt; Lost, all turned into dirt!
Tianjing shaquan
Bai Pu
The spring mountain is warm and cool, the pavilions and pavilions are withered, and the willows shake in the courtyard.
Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.
Tianjin shaxia
Bai Pu
Clouds collect rain and add waves, buildings are high and water-cooled and melons are sweet, and trees are shaded and eaves are painted.
The gauze kitchen is full of vines, and the jade person is lightly fanned.
Tianjin sand winter
Bai Pu
On a winter evening, as soon as the city gate came out, a crescent moon hung in the air and flowed slowly with the front of the snow-capped mountains.
Bamboo fence thatched cottage, light smoke grass isolated village.
Bi Xiaoyu
Hanqin Guan
Afraid to see spring return, willow branches fly.
Quietly cover the sweet boudoir, and Xiaoying sings outside the curtain.
I hate the end of the world, and I know everything about dreams.
Clothes are wide and waist is thin;
Chi, secretly gaunt.
Autumn scenery is worth mentioning, full of red leaves and mountain streams.
The loose path is suitable, and Huang Ju bypasses Dongli.
Obviously, the bottle fell down, and white glasses advised.
The official products are excellent. What are the benefits?
Come back and get drunk.
Four pieces of jade sigh the world
Ma Zhiyuan
I have temples. I'm over middle age, and my picture is very bitter.
All human insults have been broken. Plant a spring breeze on two hectares of land,
Stay away from the world of mortals. I'm here for fun.
Walk with the moon, walk with the stars, and eat cold food in your hometown in autumn.
Wife and children are fat, but we are thin.
Worry on the pillow, immediate worry, and rest after death.
Qing Jiang yin Yong mei
Guanyunshi
My heart is so attractive to people that I can't bear to fold it gently.
There is a faint smoke on the bridge, and the thatched cottage is full moon, which contains a little spring.
Qiu Si night boat
Ma Zhiyuan
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.
Xiaoxiang Night Rain in Shouyang District
Ma Zhiyuan
The fishing lamp is dim, the guest dreams back, and the sound is heartbreaking.
Wan Li, the home of a lonely boat, is a tear in the people's market.
Before the temple, Huan sighed and looked at ju.
Zhang
Poor autumn, a curtain of rain darkens the west building.
After the Chongyang Huanghua powder was scattered, the airflow decreased.
Shame on the yellow man. Flowers are still the same, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Pray for flowers to be silent, and flowers will worry about others.
Shouyang district yuan pu fan GUI
Ma Zhiyuan
The sun is setting, the wine is idle, and two or three flights have not fallen.
The fragrant shed is late, and the broken bridge sells fish scattered.
[Nanlu] Siyu Bieqing
Hanqin Guan
Since farewell, it is difficult to give up, when can I lose a little acacia?
Brush Yang Huaxue with diaphragm sleeve.
The stream is inclined, the mountain is covered, and people go.
Narcissus purpurea
Xu zaisi
Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams.
Snuff, chess is not closed, sigh Xinfeng stay for a long time.
After ten years on the pillow, two old worries in Jiangnan came to mind.
Qing Jiang yin Yong mei
Guanyunshi
My heart is so attractive to people that I can't bear to fold it gently.
There is a faint smoke on the bridge, and the thatched cottage is full moon, which contains a little spring.
Zuizui Dongfeng fisherman
Bai Pu
Huang Lu Anping Ferry, Green Di Yang Red Polygonum Beach.
Although there is no neck-and-neck communication, some people forget their machine friends.
Order Qiu Jiang Egret Sha Ou.
People who despise da are illiterate.
[Double Tone] Dade Gechun
Hanqin Guan
It is better to cry than to return, and the Tao is that people who return in spring have not returned.
After a few days, I added a haggard and fluttering Liu.
One spring, when there was no news from Fish and Goose, they saw Shuang Yan fighting for mud.
Sai Qiu Hong Xunyang is the scene.
Zhou Deqing
Wanli Yangtze River is as white as practice, and Hu Aishan Mountain is as green as a lake.
Fan Jiang is like an arrow, and the mountain spring thousands of feet flies like electricity.
Sunset dew, new moon learning fan.
The word Saihong comes like a line.
Listen, blowing a horse
Bai Pu
When the stone breaks through the clouds, the jade tube should be clean.
In the frosty desert, the partridge wind wants to change direction.
The Phoenix Tower is covered with dusk clouds, and the plum blossoms are shocked by dusk snow.
People are very quiet, and the moon blows down the river bottom with a loud noise.
Song ci:
Pale crimson lips (emotional)-Wang Yucheng Luo
Rain hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty. Fish market in water town, a wisp of solitary smoke.
The sky is magnificent, like a tune in the distance. Life, at this time, who will care?
Jiang Nanchun-Kou Zhun
The waves are endless, Liu Yiyi. The grass in the lonely village is far away, and the apricot flowers fly in the setting sun.
Jiang Nanchun was heartbroken, and Pingman Tingzhou people did not return.
Walking on the Beach-Kou Zhun
Spring will pass, warblers will get old, and Hong Ying will fall into childhood. Everyone in the picture gallery is quiet and raining.
Pingshan half hides the fragrance.
Secret agreements are heavy, feelings are intangible, and the dust in Ling Hua is full of carelessness. Leaning against the building, speechless,
It's dark, even the grass smells good.
Walking on the Beach-Kou Zhun
Cold grass smoke is wide, and Wei water waves swallow it. Spring tide, rain and dust rest. Sign saddle hair.
Refers to the green willow, but also gently climb. When you feel gloomy, when will you know?
Another glass of wine and a song. Sighing life, it is the hardest to get together, and it is easy to leave.
Don't be intoxicated, listen to Yang Guanche. Miss the old friend, thousands of miles to the bright moon.
Yulan-Qian
The scenery on the city is chaotic, and the gate smoke is on the shore. When does the Populus euphratica stop?
Tears and sadness are broken first.
Feelings gradually became late, and both Luan and Yan were shocked and changed. In the past, I was sick and hated honor.
Today, I am honored for being afraid of shallowness.
Xiangsiling-Limbu
Wu, the moon is clear, and the green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting?
You are full of tears, I am full of tears, and my heart is not tied. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
Pale crimson lips-Lin Bu
Jingu is green every year, year after year, and it grows luxuriantly every spring. Who is its owner? The remaining branches were scattered in the drizzle.
It is also from autumn that people see off here at dusk. The traveler left and the grass was covered with grass.
Looking at the Moon in Han Dynasty —— Xu Xu, Li Zun
Clusters of yellow chrysanthemums were placed and dewdrops were decorated. Independent education is cold until autumn,
I hate Dong Jun's inattention.
Carve a new rain roll and lay a golden wick on the green moss. After this flower blooms, there is no flower.
I am willing to cherish, not equal to peaches and plums.
Fan Zhongyan-Su Curtains
Blue sky and yellow leaves. The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The mountain reflects the sunset, and the wave meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and the sunset is even more outside.
Dark homesickness, thoughts of chasing travel. Every night unless, sweet dreams make people unable to sleep. High-rise buildings in Yue Ming are exclusive.
Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.
Journey to Imperial Street-Fan Zhongyan
The fallen leaves are fragrant. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. The real bead curtain is empty,
The sky is pale and the milky way hangs down. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine. When the light goes out, the pillow is pressed.
Know the taste of loneliness. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape.
Pick a silver lamp-Shen Miao
The river is crisp in autumn and early in first frost, and the clouds are light and the moonlight is sweeping. When the geese first started flying, they cried and stung.
Its yellow flowers and hay are waiting for the light again, and the temples and stars in Pan Lang are old.
That's worse. I'm drunk and lonely. Looking thousands of miles, Chang' an laughs. There are traces of makeup on the arm,
How sad is the tear powder on the chest! Whose feeling is this? Unless it is, meet again.
Happy days and nights-Liu Yong
I remember the first meeting in the bridal chamber. Only together, often together. When will you have a little fun,
Change my feelings, the situation is bleak, and the spring is dusk. Yes, it's everywhere. Flowers are crazy.
I'm afraid of the beautiful scenery, so I'll go home with Yi.
Who caused loneliness? If you count the preface, you always ignore the negative side. If you had known it, it would have been difficult to spell it.
Regret not staying at that time. Not only honesty, but also people's hearts.
If you don't think about it for a day, you will have a thousand eyebrows.
The tail criminal-Liu Yong
At night, the rain outside the window drops on the empty steps, and the lonely hostel in the hostel suddenly wakes up, feeling sad and desolate inside. A carefree mood,
It's ugly. It looks like a painter. Autumn sees the old, the sound is bitter, the night will stop, and the snuff will fall.
I always have a good sleep alone in the most unprovoked places.
The beauty in the distance should blame me for not keeping my promise after parting. I remember when I cut Xiangyun for an appointment.
This is no time, deep in the boudoir, according to the new words, what is the flow of Xia * *? Laughed again,
Willing to put gold and jade pearls on the blog.
Yulinling-Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. If there is no emotion in your account, you will miss this place.
Lanzhou urges hair. Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless. Reading it thousands of miles away,
The dusk is boundless and the sky is vast.
Emotional parting has existed since ancient times, and it is more comparable. It is also a cold autumn festival. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight?
There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. 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.
Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together?
Lotus Picking Order-Liu Yong
Moonlight harvests, and the moon shines in first frost. The western expedition, this time, the situation is tragic. Cuie held her hand and brought the branches.
Roll, roll, open Zhu Hu. Beautiful and charming face, standing yingying, speechless and tearful, suffering from censorship with heartbreak!
One-leaf orchid floats, and then you row to Ling Bo. I love sex, but I don't know how to leave. 1,000 square inches,
But who are you talking to when you hate it? Looking back, the heavy city has gone, and the horizon is cold.
There are two or three smoke trees.
Wu Fengqi-Liu Yong
Singing under the curtain, feasting outside the curtain. Although I love new voices, I can't see flowers. The tooth plate counts a string of beads,
Chen Liang dimmed the glass lamp.
Tong Hua is deeply lonely and resentful. Stop the sky gradually and don't let go of the clouds. Sitting on a teenager can't adapt,
Yushan breaks before it falls.
Set off a storm-Liu Yong
When spring comes, I am miserable, worried about the river and my heart is cocoa. Flowers bloom in the morning, yinger wears a wicker belt,
Still lying down with catnip, warm and crisp, bored like clouds (the word "boat" is added to the left of the word,
Duo) Tired of combing all day. Nothing! When hatred and fickle feelings are gone, there is no audio book.
If I knew, I would regret not locking the carved saddle. Looking at the chicken window, I only met a elephant tube.
Restrain teaching, follow the town, don't give up, sit with a needle and thread. And me.
Avoid youth, lightness and yin deficiency.
Tang poetry:
1, quatrains du fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
2. "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
3. Du Fu looking for flowers by the river.
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
4, quatrains Du Fu
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
My window framed the snow-covered western hills. My door often says "goodbye" to ships sailing eastward.
5. On the encounter between Du Fu's downstream and Li Guinian.
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
6. Imperial forces recovered Du Fu on both sides of the Yellow River.
The news of this distant western station! The north has been recovered! At first, I couldn't stop crying on my coat.
Where are my wife and son? There is not a trace of sadness on their faces. However, I packed my books and poems crazily.
On a green spring day, I began to go home, singing my songs loudly and drinking my wine.
Come back from this mountain, pass another mountain, go up from the south and then go north-to my own town! .
7. Send flowers and gifts
The city music under the overpass is soft and melodious, half of it goes with the river wind and the other half floats into the clouds.
This song should only exist in the sky. How many times can the world listen to it?
8. Wangfu
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen.
The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth in front of my nervous eyes. ..
Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
9. Du Fu of Deng Yueyang Tower
I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.
The vast lake tore Wu Chu apart, as if the sun, moon and stars were floating in the water.
There is no news from my friends or relatives. I am old and sick, drifting in a boat.
The battle of the north gate began again, and I cried through the railing.
10, Shufu
Where can I find the Shuxiang ancestral temple, deep in a pine forest near the Silk City?
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves.
The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his sincerity to two generations.
But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats.
1 1, Du Fu Deng
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
12, Du Fu abroad overnight
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast.
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
I hope my art can bring me fame and liberate my sick old age from the office! .
Flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! .
15, Du Fu in Eight Arrays
The three kingdoms, divided, have always been bound by his greatness, the famous eight-array map.
This river won't divert the stones from your disposal, and you will always regret that you will destroy Wu's unwise.
16, Du Fu on a moonlit night
In Fuzhou, far away, she is looking at the moonlight, looking at it alone from the window of her room.
For our boys and girls, poor little baby, too young to know where the capital is.
Her cloudy hair is sweet with mist, and her jade-white shoulders are cold in the moonlight.
When can we lie on the screen again and look at the bright light and stop crying? .
17, Hakkas went to Du Fu, north of me, south of me, spring water flooded, and I only saw seagulls day after day.
The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today.
The market for plate food is far from delicious, but here in my cabin there are old wines from our cups.
Shall we call my old neighbor to join us, call him through the fence and empty the jar? .
18, water sill sends heart to Du Fu
The hut is far away from the hustle and bustle of Chengdu, with a spacious courtyard, no villages around and boundless vision.
Clear water, almost drowning both sides; Green trees and flowers in full bloom in the evening.
It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky.
The city is crowded with thousands of people; There are only two Three Lamps District here, and it's free.
19, Du Fu in Jiangcun
The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer.
Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied.
The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
The only thing many diseases need is medicine, what else can they ask for?
Lipper
1, thinking about Li Bai at night
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
2. Li Bai's Moon Tour in Gulang
When I was young, I didn't know the bright moon in the sky, so I called it Bai Yupan.
I suspect it is Yao's platform, flying in the sky.
Immortals drop their feet, and osmanthus trees form a group.
The white rabbit smashed the medicine and asked who brought the rice.