Poems about homecoming 1. Poems about ephemera
1, Untitled Tang Yin in Ming Dynasty.
There are several ephemera in the world, and Aconitum becomes bald in the blink of an eye.
Life is ephemera, and people turn black hair into white hair in an instant.
2, "Give Mao Xianweng" Li Cheng in the Tang Dynasty.
The vast dust is so tired that it makes the Mayfly look like a fairy. Idle fingers leave the purple peak, but return to Bailu Cave.
In the vast world, I am tired and ashamed of this dirty thing. I forcibly listed the ephemera as a fairy. Idle to point to the path of Zixiaofeng, but returned to Bailudong.
3, "Pay Wuqi to see and send" Tang Bai Juyi.
I am often afraid that the years are over and I will float to the purple smoke. Don't forget, among the ephemera, the Jinshi has the same year.
I often worry that the years have passed and gone with the wind. Don't forget, among the flies, there are also scholars in the same year.
4, "Shu Huai" Yang Jue in the Ming Dynasty
In the forbidden area, the east wind is getting quieter, and there are not many cool snow fruits. Mayfly feathers are clear before my eyes, and my heart is full of songs.
I can't help feeling that the east wind is getting milder and there really isn't much snow left. Petite Mayflies fluttered in front of my eyes and sang leisurely in my heart.
Fifth,' Ascension to Heaven' Sui Lu Sidao
You can hear the piano from a distance, and blowing sheng can hear it from a distance. I don't know how to live or die.
There is the sound of playing the piano in the distance, and you can also hear the music of playing the flute. Unconsciously, the sons of the ephemera died one after another.
2. Poems about dusk
Why the gaotang dynasty was in vain?
Li Chi Ngai's Walking on Shahe River, Green Crossing Dongshan Mountain
Worried that energy will destroy day and night.
Huang Tingjian's Jade Case: A Thread in the Smoke
Both sides are happy, happy and sad.
Zhao Lingzhi's recent love, a dream and clouds are still temporarily blocked.
Who knows what he is doing and who will be there?
Zhou Zizhi's "Water Dragon Hidden in Chushan Thousand Layers Floating in the Air"
The eaves are gurgling with water.
Wang Zhidao's butterfly lovers, Sneaking under the Roof, After Sunset.
But I'm busy at night
Shi Hao's Taiqing Dance
Rub the incense and smell it.
Hou Zhi's "Bodhisattva Man, Mo Xiang smells the ruins"
Where are you going?
Niannujiao in Ge Yong has been declining and lazy over the years.
For the eyes, morning and night.
Xin Qiji's "Jade Jiexing, Lonely and Countless Surrounded Mountains"
It doesn't matter, it's all in the world
Cat "What Heart Lang Xiuzhu Deeper"
Turn around and leave, sooner or later.
Wei Liaoweng's "He Xinlang Xia Tian Blows the Language"
In three years, the mountains and the moon went to dusk.
Wei Liaoweng's Jade Case, Middle-aged Fear of Stepping on Changting Road
Hundreds of poems, repeated in the morning and evening.
He Xinlang from Yan Ren, Lan Zhi and Guo Xiangdong.
3. Poems about sailing boats
The spring tide comes late and the rain comes urgent, and no one crosses the boat in the wild —— Wei Xixi Chuzhou
A boat, a bamboo coat and an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue —— Liu Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Li Bai was about to leave by boat when he suddenly heard someone singing on the shore-Li Bai's "To Wang Lun"
Li Bai's "Difficult to Go to the Sky" sometimes braves the wind and waves to straighten my muddy sail and build a bridge in the deep sea.
Du Fu's quatrains window contains autumn snow in Xiling, and Wan Li is moored at the door.
In the lonely Hanshan Temple outside Suzhou, the bell that rang in the middle of the night reached the passenger ship. Night berth near Zhangjifeng Bridge
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Fishing came back, but I was too lazy to tie the rope and let the fishing boat drift in the wind; At this time, the waning moon is already in the west, but I am sleeping soundly. Sikongshu
Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way. Tang Wenru's Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County
The following does not include the names of writers and poems ~
Shui Han fish don't eat in the quiet night, and the boat is full and empty.
There must always be a boat crossing when sleeping on the bridge, and running water should not compete with stubborn rocks.
I came to Jiang Yu's accommodation boat at night, and I couldn't bear to sleep.
In the moonlight, the curtains on the boat roll, and the fragrant dew is heavier than the flowers and trees on the shore.
4. About quite critical poems
It is leafy to open a courtyard, and it is sad to know that autumn is coming. -Tao Yuanming's "Appreciating Willow, Wood and Mulberry"
The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind moves the guests on the river. -Ye Shaoweng's Night Book
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
Facing the trees and leaves of other countries, I am lonely in the cold night. -Ma Dai's "Autumn Chrysanthemum on the Dam"
"Huainanzi" has leaves and knows the sentence of Sui mother; I realized the poetry under the leaves of horaba. -Xu Hun's "Three Poems in Early Autumn, the First Part"
Accompanied by leaves and autumn sounds, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams. -Xu Zaisi's "Water Fairy Night Rain"
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. -Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing Qiu Nostalgia"