In the evening, Qingxi went to the Three Gorges, but the four gentlemen did not see Yuzhou. The Yellow Crane Tower bid farewell to Meng Haoran's old friend on his way to Yangzhou, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. One spring night in Los Angeles, I heard the flute. The sound of the flute was dark and the spring breeze filled Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick. Li Bai, a gift for Wang Lun, was about to go by boat when he heard a song on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Seven wonders? It is said that Wang Changling moved to the left of Longbiao kiln, which sent Huayang into the sub-gauge, and Wendao Longdu five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
2. What is Li Bai's poem about missing his loved ones?
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? Looking up, I found that it was the moonlight sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home.
Song of the Emei Mountain Moon, Tang Libai
Emei Mountain is half moon and autumn,
Shadow into the Pingqiang River.
At night, Qingxi flows to the Three Gorges.
Yuzhou can't see you.
Yellow Crane Tower —— Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
On a spring night, I smell the flute in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
A gift for Wang Lun.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Seven wonders? I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiaoyao to deliver this.
After the easy autumn, cuckoo clock, I heard you pass five streams.
I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang.
3. A poem written by Li Bai that misses his hometown. Tang Libai's The Flute on a Spring Night in Los Angeles
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
2. Guan Shanyue Tang Libai
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 garrison soldier looked at the remote border town, and his hometown could not help but look sad. The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
3. "Jingmen Ferry Farewell Friends" Tang Libai
Sail from Jingmen Ferry, and soon you will be with southerners. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
Flying under the moon, the sea clouds shine like palaces. The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles.
Meditate at night
The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light.
Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon.
Looking down, I feel nostalgic.
Li Bai stayed at the foot of my bed for several hours in such bright light. Is there frost already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Think of my brothers on a moonlit night.
Du Fu
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
However, if there is something wrong with letters in peacetime, what can I expect in wartime? .
Looking at the moon, thinking of a distant one.
Zhang Jiuling
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world.
Bring a separated heart, and be considerate for a long time at night!
Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes.
You can't have beautiful moonlight, just want to meet you in your dreams.
Prelude to water melody
Su Shi
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine.
I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time.
I want to go home in the wind, lest it be too cold on the roof.
Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.
There should be no hate, and nothing can be done.
People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.
I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
5. Homesick Poetry: Yu Jiefen (Tang) Li Bai
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
Qiu Pu's 13th Song (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
The water is clear and plain, and the egrets fly to the moon.
Lang listened to the girl picking ling and returned with a nocturne.
Drinking alone the bright moon (Tang) Li Bai
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.
(Tang) Li Bai
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.
Looking at the Moon in 1989 (Tang Dynasty) Li Bai
When will there be a moon in the sky? I will stop for a drink and ask:
People can't climb the moon, but they follow people to the moon?
As bright as a flying mirror, has the green smoke gone out?
But when you see the night coming from the sea, would you rather know that it is going to the clouds?
The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life?
Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients.
The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon.
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup.
Two Poems of Bai Kubei by You Qiupu
Lipper
Where the night goes, the truth will be revealed in the moon. Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches.
However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back. People come to the heart, and there is acacia here.
The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold. Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere.
The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan. Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west.
Li Bai [Tang] smelled the flute on a spring night in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
6. Landscape poems by Li Bai, Du Fu and Wang Wei, writing poems that miss the hometown of relatives; Memories of Jiuri Mountain's East Brothers in September Wang Wei was in a foreign land, and he missed his relatives every festive season.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me. Say goodbye to your friend, Li Bai, at Jingmen Ferry, and sail from Jingmen Ferry. Soon you will be with people in the south.
At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness. The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. Zuo Wang Lunnian: Tang Author: Li Bai School: Four Unique Categories: Li Bai left by boat, wanted to go, and suddenly heard singing on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. The poet compared Wang Lun's friendship to thousands of feet, and wrote profound feelings and friendship with exaggerated techniques (Tan Shenqian is not true), which is very touching.
This poem embodies the poetic feature that the romantic poet Li Bai wants to fall from the sky. The Age of Quiet Night Thinking: Tang Author: Li Bai Style: Yuefu Category: Walking on such a bright line at the foot of my bed, will there be frost already? .
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Look at the moonlight in front of the bed, will it have frost? .
Looking up at the mountains and the moon, and sinking again, I suddenly remembered home. Note: 1, lift: lift.
The bright moonlight sprinkled on the bed, which was suspected to be autumn frost. Look up at the bright moon and look down at homesickness.
Comments: This is a poem about the homesickness of distant guests. The poem carves out the artistic conception of a quiet and intoxicating autumn night in clear language. It does not pursue the novelty of imagination, and it also abandons the exquisite beauty of rhetoric; It expresses rich and profound contents with fresh and simple brushwork.
Environment is environment, emotion is emotion, so vivid, so moving, never tired of reading, intriguing. No wonder some people praised it as "wonderful in ancient and modern times"
Early Baidicheng era: Tang Author: Li Bai Style: Four Unique Categories: Farewell to Baidicheng in the DPRK and a one-day tour in Jiangling. Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are crying endlessly, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man.
Note: 1, Bai Di: Fengjie 2, Sichuan, and Jiangling: Jiangning County, Hubei. County.
3. One-day round trip: You can arrive in one day. Rhyme translation: In the morning, bid farewell to Baidicheng and soar into the sky; Jiangling is a thousand miles away, but it takes only one day to sail.
Apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait still crow in their ears; Unconsciously, the canoe has passed ten thousand mountains. Comment: Poetry is about scenery.
In the second year of Gan Yuan, Tang Suzong (759), the poet exiled Yelang and went to Bai Di for forgiveness. From time to time, he took a boat back to Jiangling to write this poem. The poem is about the Yangtze River from Bai Di to Jiangling, where the water is fast and ships are flying.
The first sentence is about the height of Baidicheng; The second sentence is written in Jiangling Road, and the ship is fast; Three sentences fly into the boat, accompanied by the sound of mountain shadows; Four sentences write that the boat is as light as nothing, pointing out that the water is like diarrhea. The whole poem goes straight and pours down, and the clippers have far-reaching joy.
No wonder the wise man Yang Shenzan praised: "You are crying because of the wind and rain!" Year of Travelling: Tang Author: Li Bai Style: Four Unique Categories: lanling wine Tulips, Jade Bowls Full of Amber Light. But I got the host drunk and didn't know where it was.
The annotation is also Hakka Zuo Zuo [annotation] (1) Lanling: place name. (2) but make: as long as.
The wine produced in Lanling is full of delicious tulips, which look like amber in a jade bowl. As long as the host likes to drink with me and get drunk, I don't care if she is at home or in a foreign land! Expressing the sadness of leaving home is a common theme in the creation of ancient poetry.
However, although the title of this poem is a guest masterpiece, it expresses the author's other feelings. "Sitting alone in the era of Jingting Mountain" Author: Tang Author: Li Bai style: Five categories: mountains and rivers, birds flying high, lonely clouds wandering alone.
You look at me, I look at you, and there are only my eyes and Jingting Mountain's eyes. Note [Note] (1) Jingting Mountain: in the north of Xuancheng County, Anhui Province.
Birds fly away, and a solitary cloud floats alone. I stood at the top of the mountain, staring at Jingting Mountain, and Jingting Mountain looked at me. I couldn't get tired of it for a long time. Jingting Mountain, located in Xuanzhou (now Xuancheng, Anhui), is a famous county in the south of the Yangtze River since the Six Dynasties. Great poets such as Xie Lingyun and Xie Tiao once served as satrap here.
Li Bai traveled to Xuancheng seven times in his life. This five-line poem was written in the autumn of the twelfth year of Tianbao (753), and it has been ten years since he was forced to leave Chang 'an in Tianbao for three years. The long-term wandering life made Li Bai taste the bitterness of the world and see through the coldness of the world, thus deepening his dissatisfaction with reality and increasing his sense of loneliness.
The interest of this poem when sitting alone in Jingting Mountain is a portrayal of the poet's life with lonely feelings and seeking comfort in the embrace of nature. Spring Times: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Five Laws Category: Although the country is divided, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the vegetation turns green in spring.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin. Note: 1, National Break: Chang 'an, the capital, was occupied by rebels.
2, feel that sentence: because I sigh about current events, I will cry when I see flowers. 3. hey: it's simply.
4, invincible: because of less hair, even the hair clasp can not be inserted. Chang 'an fell into the country, but only the mountains and rivers remained. Spring has come, the city is empty, sparsely populated and the vegetation is dense and deep.
Sentimental state affairs face flowers, tears can't stop splashing, and relatives and birds are scattered, which is shocking and increases the sense of hatred. Since the beginning of spring, wars have been frequent and spread in March. Where is your home? There is little news from the country, and a letter is worth thousands of dollars.
Worried about scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and my hair is falling short and less, so I can't insert it. Comments: In July, the fifteenth year of Tianbao of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty (756), the Anshi Rebellion captured Chang 'an, and Su Zong ascended the throne in Lingwu, changing Yuan to virtue.
On his way to Lingwu, Du Fu was captured by the rebels to Chang 'an, and wrote this poem the following year (the second year of Zhide). The poet witnessed Chang 'an's flute falling and homesickness in adversity, and he couldn't help feeling deeply.
One or two couplets of poetry, writing about the defeat of Spring City, are full of sighs; Three or four couplets are about relatives, full of feelings of separation. The whole poem is calm, sincere and natural, which embodies the poet's feelings of loving the motherland and caring for his family.
Modern people such as Xu Yingpei and Zhou Rongquan commented on this poem: "The meaning is straightforward, the scenery is not free, the feelings are strong but not floating, the things are rich but not miscellaneous, and the meter is rigorous but not rigid." This theory is quite appropriate.
"A letter from home is worth a thousand pounds of gold" is also a famous saying that has been passed down through the ages. Eight-month-old: Tang.