Poems of Siming Mountain in Qing Dynasty 1. Poems praising Siming Mountain.
1. March in Jiangnan, flying grass grows.
2. Yulong roared at the mountains, and the hanging waves broke out, turning Cui Wei into a man. Return air can be flying rain, and * * * listens to Wan He singing spring thunder.
3. gurgling ancient snow and falling into the milky way.
4. 800 Li southeast of Siming District, Wuhuajia
5. It is said that the West Lake is better than a tour. Who believes that it is quieter around the lake? Nine holes are red, and the Wugui Building is green and deep. Feng Ming's lion roar shocked China, and the revolutionary monument was handed down from generation to generation. Who can be fascinated by the scenery? The poet has been chanting for a long time.
6. thousands of feet is dancing around, and you can see it in the Bitan mirror. Half a vine is misty and rainy, and the temple corner is rainy and cold all the year round. The wild has never been a landscape deity, and the straight bow is even more difficult. Buju is like Zhou Shu, and Gao Chen has no reason to go to Xie An.
I've been looking for it for a long time. I hope you can use it. O(∩_∩)O~
2. Poems describing Tomb-Sweeping Day
Qingming Festival
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A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Cold food is on the road.
Tangsong wenzhi
It's already on the way to late spring when I meet cold food immediately.
Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people.
The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal.
In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.
An outdated festival (Qingming Festival) that started one or two days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, when only cold food is served for three days.
Tang Han 'ao
In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden.
As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
The door is that thing.
Tang zhangji
The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and the fields are vast;
Try going to the Wumen Gate to see the county Guo, there is new smoke in Qingming.
Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties", also left a famous sentence describing Tomb-Sweeping Day for later generations: When the spring in the south reaches the halfway point, the wind and the smell of Ma Si. Green plums are like beans and eyebrows, and butterflies fly every day.
Qingming Festival
Huang Songting Jian
Peach and plum laugh at the festival, and Noda's wasteland is sad.
Thunder stung dragons and snakes, and the original vegetation in the suburbs was soft after the rain. "
Qingming Festival
Wang Song Yuqiao
I have lived in Tomb-Sweeping Day without flowers and wine. Like a monk in a temple, everything is depressing and lonely for me.
Yesterday, I discussed new kindling from my neighbor's house, and early in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I lit in front of the window and sat down to study.
Su Causeway is a tomb-sweeping day.
Wu Song prestige
Pears bloom in the light, and wanderers go out of the city in spring.
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler.
Cold food on the middle school
Song Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
Doing things in the suburbs is doing things.
Song Cheng Hao
Grass and green fields, spring around the mountains;
Zhu Xing Luan Hong wears Liuxiang, but sits in the imperial city because of flowing water;
Don't bid farewell to wine, lest the wind turn red;
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
Send Chen Xiucai back to the tomb of Shangshan Province.
Song Gao Qi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.
One-day Qingming Tour in Jiangyin, Qing Dynasty
Wang Ming Pan
Where is the non-smoking section in the west building?
Green fields and sunny roads.
Ma Si hissed through the willows,
People are laughing on the swing,
Yinger always teaches Chun to get drunk.
3. Ask for a modern poem praising the mountains and waters of Siming.
After a light rain in Siming Mountain, the clouds seem gentle, but in fact their desires swell. People who go up the mountain have learned to carry body oxygen in a serpentine way, and they can squander the mountain road. A rabbit crossing the road is hanging in the air, but the mountain people carrying wild bamboo shoots look around and have to walk in the mountain stream in the sea of clouds. Waterfalls struggle with clouds from time to time, which is the soul of bamboo sea and the bravest medicine for mountain people.
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4. Appreciation of the poem "Night Tour with Hermits in Siming Mountain"
"Climbing Siming Mountain at night and the hermits" seek seclusion in the middle of the night, climbing Guangxi and touching the clouds. Where can we play Yu Di when we are in no man's land? \x0d Emotion: Through the description of seeking, climbing, reaching and (listening to) the flute, it describes the author's quiet and leisurely elegance and unique harvest feelings, and expresses the poet's infinite worship of life and nature. I didn't go to Siming Mountain until "midnight" to find "quiet". Even though it was difficult, it finally reached the "no man's land" in the "mutual call" of several people. The biggest gain of coming to the mountains is that the sound of jade flute reverberates in the valley from nowhere, which makes people feel terror and excitement and sparks hope in the poet's heart. This flute sound is a perfect combination. Dispelled the fear of "calling each other". It is this flute that makes the poet no longer feel lonely on the mountain and gives the fear of going down the mountain a fearless power (meaning the future). It also shows that Siming Mountain is a magnificent mountain full of vitality. It is through this description of artistic conception that his works express his feelings for Siming Mountain and the flute. \x0d language:
5. Appreciation of the poem "Night Tour with Hermits in Siming Mountain"
"Climbing Siming Mountain with Hermits at Night" seeks seclusion in the middle of the night, climbing pine and touching clouds. No one to talk to, Yu Di blows.
Emotion: Through the description of seeking, climbing, listening and (listening to) the flute, the author describes his feelings of quietness and elegance and his unique gains in exploring and climbing. And express the poet's infinite love for life and nature.
Artistic conception: In order to avoid the messy crowd, I didn't go to Siming Mountain to find "tranquility" until "midnight". Even though it was difficult, it finally reached the "no man's land" in the "mutual call" of several people. The biggest gain of coming to the mountain is that the sound of jade flute from nowhere reverberates in the valley. It makes people feel horrible and excited, and it sparks hope in the poet's mind. It is this "whistling" sound that perfectly blends into the quiet and high-risk state of Siming Mountain and dispels the fear of "calling each other". It is this flute that makes the poet no longer feel lonely on the mountain and gives the fear of going down the mountain a fearless power (meaning the future). It also shows that the flute expresses that Siming Mountain is a magnificent mountain full of vitality. It is through this description of artistic conception that Zuo expresses his feelings for Siming Mountain Harmony.
Language: The author uses highly concise and emotional language to fully express his feelings of climbing Siming Mountain.
6. Poetry about the Qing Dynasty
Ode to the four quatrains of Tongxin Lan Qian Qing Qian Yi
When I stopped picking orchids for my new makeup, I suddenly saw a man who was bent on spitting.
Cherish God's cutting intention and mend your eyebrows.
"Inscription Painting Collection" clears Zheng Xie.
The bluegrass is in rows and the mountains are meaningful.
Loyalty is still self-embracing, why fight for the public?
orchid
Like thousands of feet, orchids are in the sky.
There are firewood pickers, so you can't reach out and pick them up.
Write proudly
No one dares to plant bluegrass and three sets.
Find a novel method and the ink will be blown out.
Taoguang Temple painted for Master Song Yue.
Painted on January 1st, sent to Guo.
Beyond Qianshan, we know much more than the old ones.
"Mirror Image of the King's Village" in Jiang Shiquan
There is no self-phase in the air, and the static wave stops.
Hand-picked orchids, such a wonderful fragrance.
"Write a letter from Shi Lan" Qing Zhiyong
An empty stone, some grass.
Write about the person who sent the dust, don't forget Lin Quan.
Ren in Painting Orchids
In ...
What about the smell of the room? The city wall is an empty valley.
One punch is ancient and charming, and one beauty is alone.
The second is.
Ethan thinks a lot, but my heart is far away? .
Paper window appeals to the soul, but dare not admire its appearance.
The third is.
Magnetic bucket sends beautiful stones, and the source is fragrant.
You came from Wangchuan and got this pink book.
"Lan" parted the horse's head.
Congfalan has a cliff, and Tuogen is near a slight cold.
Spring water flows out and the wind keeps blowing.
Orchids clear Cao Yin in winter.
Winter grass is cold and blue, and orchids are flowers.
As clear as a digger and as thin as a poet.
Cong Xiu has a few wisps of hair, with a double bun on the top.
The evening window smells fragrant, and the wind shadows want to make yarn.
Zhulanqing medical instrument
Su xiangfo rice, Zhu Rui Xianjie clothing.
Fame is expensive, but it is difficult to contain buds.
The prodigal son is willing to make peace, but the village mother is ashamed.
Spring is a clear wish, and it is easy to get rid of dew and flowers.
"When Zhuo Zi was appointed to the library to discuss poetry, Lan Shou put it" in Confucius in Qing Dynasty.
After the rain, the river was wet, so it was very cold to explore Ye Mei Temple.
Going back and forth to Dungu, chanting to comfort idle officials.
If you don't believe in poetry, you will always worry about this word.
Love words are long and smell worse than orchids.
"Painting Orchids" Qing Tan Stone
The wild goose sings Gao Jiang's dream, and Chu Zhuxiang rises at dusk.
Di Zi didn't come to Shan Gui to cry, but one day she wrote Li Sao.
Cambodian Wei Moqing is the source of Ji Shao.
Hui hugged Lan Huai and felt sorry for herself, but the beauty was pulled far away by Yun Lan.
If the east wind doesn't save the young lady, you may miss another year of youth.
"Painting Orchids" Sun Qing Yuan Xiang
Lisao, an old root seedling, is swaying in the water clouds.
Recognize the double shadow of the spring breeze, and get lost without smelling the fragrance.
The title of the book "The Orchid Map in the Empty Valley" was written by Wang.
Bluegrass is like a hermit's heart, arrogant and self-destructive.
Spring breeze gives birth to an empty valley every year, and the pipa remains fragrant.
The Orchid Book by Qing Li Fang Ying.
Don't laugh for heaven, you are always ignorant, but you also cherish the sadness of your temples.
When households have exhausted their worries and hoes, they are afraid of losing their fragrance when they get to the mountains.
Lanxi ren
Picturesque mountain city and small shore, half a balcony pillow through Tianjin.
Even if you don't reach Xiaoxiang Road, the famous flow of vanilla is even more touching.
"Jingmen Zayong" Qing Li Youtang
There are nine songs in the withered Hechi, and waves in the cave under the leaves of the maple forest.
Since ancient times, moths have injured their eyebrows, so they only use Qiu Lan to hang them and giggle.
"Painting Orchids" cleans the horse's head.
Yesterday, street vendors saw me write orchids and onions.
I once lost an onion and you stole it into my painting.