What are the poems about people?

1. Poems that describe many people. 1. How much hate, in my dream last night. Just like in the old days, cars were flowing in Ma Rulong, and flowers and the moon were in the spring breeze. -"Looking at Jiangnan"

At first glance, there was a sea of people, and people in the street jostled shoulder to shoulder.

There are so many people, you can't see the margin at first glance!

There are as many people as ants.

Look over there, there is a sea of people, as far as the eye can see, that man has more brains than ants!

6. Gradually, more and more people gather and keep coming from the entrance. The edge of the flower bed is full of people, and the edge of the fountain is full of people.

7. The crowd in the square is like the stars in the starry sky.

8. There are as many people coming and going in the street, rubbing their shoulders and rubbing their heels, as there are jiaozi in the pot!

There are so many people in the street that it is crowded. Everyone raises their clothes and sleeves like a colorful cloud.

10. The southeast is invincible, the city of three Wu, and Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times.

Smoke willow painting bridge, wind curtain and green curtain, interlaced with 100 thousand people.

Clouds and trees surround the dike sand, and the raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural hazards are endless.

Pearl in the city, luxury in every household.

Sanqiu cassia seed, Shili lotus flower.

Qiang tube clear sky in Wan Li, night, enjoy the lotus.

Riding a thousand times with high teeth, listening to flutes and drums and enjoying the haze.

The map of the future will be good. I will go back to Fengchi to boast.

There are only two poems and some sentences.

2. What ancient poems describe people? 1: There are beautiful women in the north who care about the city and the country.

2. The cloud needs clothes, flowers and tolerance, and the spring breeze blows the threshold to show wealth.

If Yushan didn't see her, it would be Yaochi meeting under the moon.

3: Who is the Han Palace like? The poor swallow leans against her new makeup.

4. Famous flowers pour into the country and appreciate each other, and are often laughed at by kings.

Commentary: the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is northward.

5. how beautiful she looks, opening the pearly casement, how quiet she is and how troubled her brow is! You may see bright tears on her cheeks now, but not the man she loves deeply.

6. employ more than thirteen people, and cardamom will end in early February. The spring breeze travels ten miles along Yangzhou Road, so it is better to roll a bead curtain.

7: A generation of the whole city chases waves, and the martial arts palace misses the children's home. Don't laugh at your neighbor's daughter in the east. You are still wearing gauze on Baixi's head.

8: Glaring with shame and smiling at the corners of your mouth. Wind-rolled grape belt, Rizhao pomegranate skirt

7: Two bends are like frowning brows, and a pair seems to be happy but not happy.

The state has two sorrows, and it is sick. Tears a little, breath slightly.

Laziness shines on the water like a beautiful flower and acts like a weak willow.

The heart knows better than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west.

8: Clear water produces hibiscus, which is naturally carved.

9. Looking back and smiling, the powder and paint of Liugong faded into nothingness.

10: Like spring rain falling on pear flowers.

Go when you are satisfied.

3. Some ancient poems are about people. This long poem describes Yang Guifei's life (from birth to death). It is one of the most vivid, comprehensive and lamentable ancient poems, as follows: Song of Eternal Sorrow in Tang Dynasty: The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, searched for his throne for many years and never found it.

Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day.

If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin.

Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head.

But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night.

There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly.

Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire.

... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes can never stare at her.

Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses.

The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths.

The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears.

Hidden in the yellow dust blown by the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack in the path of the dagger tower. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun.

But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest.

When I returned to Yulong this day, the emperor clung to it and refused to leave. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? .

Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Spring breeze blows on your face, peaches and plums bloom at night, and autumn leaves fall all over the ground after autumn rain.

The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard. .

Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear.

Yuanyang tile frost, jade cold. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream.

There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. Thinking of the king, they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her.

He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places.

Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth.

And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he came to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell the perfect person.

When I heard the messenger of the Han family, she was surprised to see the dream of Jiuhua and Huagai. Pulling clothes and pushing pillows back and forth, the silver screen of pearl foil opened.

Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. The wind blew the fairy, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat.

Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her.

Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust.

So she took out the keepsake he gave, and gave him a shell box and a gold hairpin through his messenger. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken.

"Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath.

On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. (Qing Dynasty) Zhao Yi's Du Lishi has spread to thousands of people, and it is not new so far.

There are many talented people all over the country, and their poems and popularity will last for hundreds of years. If the sky is not sincere with me, Qi has nothing to worry about, Duke Zhou is afraid of gossip, and Wang Mang is a leader.

I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon hung on the ditch. Mountains and rivers produce talents, each leading the way for 400 years. Xi Wei, beauty is all over the world, how can history keep its place? . Washing clothes by the lake in the south at dawn, and there was a great lady in the palace in the north that night.

One day humble, no different from others, the next day promoted, everyone praised her .. at the invitation of Fu Fenfen, or arranged a silk robe on her shoulder. ..

The more the king loved her, the cuter she became, which made him lose his wisdom ... The girls who had washed silk beside her were left at a distance from her chariot. ..

The place where Shudu Prefecture is located is the famous Prime Minister Temple, which is 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.

4. What are the poems that praise people? 1. Looking back and smiling, the powder and paint of the Sixth Palace faded into nothingness.

Said by: Song of Eternal Sorrow by Don Bai Juyi.

She looked back and smiled, charming and moving, and all the six officials' concubines were eclipsed.

2, Xi Shi Yuexi female, Zhuluoshan people.

Her charm has been passed down to this day, and Lotus sees her shyness.

From: Tang Li Bai's Zhuluoshan Fu.

Shi is a woman by the stream of Yueguo, born in Zhuluo Mountain. Her charm has been passed down from ancient times to modern times, and lotus flowers are shy when they see her.

There are peerless and independent beauties in the north.

Take care of the city first, then the country.

From: Song of Li Yannian by Li Han Yannian.

There is a beautiful girl in the north, independent and secular. She looked at the soldiers guarding the city. The soldiers laid down their weapons and the wall collapsed. She glanced at the emperor who ruled the world. The emperor fell in love and the country fell.

4, hibiscus is not as good as beauty, and the water temple is fragrant.

From Don Wang Changling's Autumn Hatred in the West Palace.

The blooming hibiscus flowers can't compare with the delicate makeup of a beauty. The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of pearl beauty is floating in the palace by the water.

5. Who is cuter than her? However, she lives alone in an empty valley.

Said by: Beauty by Don Du Fu.

There is an incomparable beauty who lives in seclusion in an empty valley.

5. What are the poems about admiring a person? 1, Bai Ye's poems are invincible and full of thoughts. Li Bai's poems are the fresh wind of Yu Xin's poems and the backbone of Jun Zai's works. -Du Fu's Spring Memories of Li Bai

Master, I cheer you from the bottom of my heart, and your fame has risen to the sky. In the rosy youth, you gave up the importance of hats and chariots and chose pine trees and clouds; Now whitehead. -Li Bai's A Word to Meng Haoran

The third call aggravated his state affairs, and he gave his heart to two generations. But before he conquered, he died, and since then the heroes have been crying on their coats. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"

4. Do it at sunrise and do it at sunrise. A well can have water to drink, and crops will not be hungry. This kind of life is uncomfortable, and no one envies the power of the emperor. -Anonymous "Song of Digging the Earth"

5, the creation is silent but affectionate, and every time it is cold, it feels spring. Colorful arrangements, just waiting for the first sound of the new thunder. -Zhang Weiping's "New Thunder"

6. Those towering skyscrapers are happy and don't remember the year. Clear the thick clouds for the ancient road of Gu Shan, and the strange trees listen to the painting springs. -Li Bai's Seeking Harmony, Respecting Teachers and Living in Seclusion

7, not seeing Li Shengjiu, madness is really sad. The whole world wants to kill people, and I only care about talent. -Du Fu's "No See"

8. The cost of pure wine, a gold cup, a hip flask of 10,000 copper, and a jade plate worth 10,000 dollars. I threw the food bar and cup aside. I couldn't eat or drink. I pulled out my dagger. I peeped in four directions in vain. -Li Bai, "It's hard to go"

In the past years, there were fanatics who were called immortals. Put pen to paper shocks the wind and rain, and poetry becomes tears. Since then, fame has never spread. The talent of literature is extraordinary, and it will spread unparalleled. -Du Fu's "Send Li Twelve White and Twenty Rhymes"

6. 1 About the poem "Guest" by et al.

[Song] Zhao Shixiu

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs.

It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

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Mei Huangshi, everyone was flooded by the rain, and there were bursts of frogs on the edge of the grassy pond.

It's past midnight and the invited guests haven't come yet. When I lit the oil lamp, I beat the chess piece bored and broke the knot on the wick.

2. A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night

Li shangyin

When you ask about the return date, it's hard to say, evening rain, Manqiuchi.

When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night.

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When you ask about the date of return, it's hard to say clearly. It rained cats and dogs all night in Bashan, and the autumn pool was full.

When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.

When welcoming a messenger to the capital.

[Tang] Cen Can

The distance from the east home is very long, and the tears are wet and the sleeves are still flowing.

I'll meet you immediately, without paper and pen. Please tell my family that I'm safe.

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Looking east at my hometown, the road is long and long, and tears are still flowing on my sleeves.

There was no pen and paper as soon as we met. Please tell my family that I am safe.

4. "People miss home every day."

Xue Daoheng [Northern and Southern Dynasties]

It has been seven days in spring, and I have been away from home for two years.

The day of returning home is behind the bird's return to the earth, but the idea of returning home has existed before the spring flowers bloom.

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It's been seven days since spring and two years since I left home.

The day of going home will fall behind the geese flying north in spring, but the idea of going home exists before the spring flowers bloom.

5, "autumn wind words"

li po

Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,

When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.

Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.

If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know.

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The autumn wind is clear and the autumn moon is bright.

When the leaves in the wind gather and disperse, Western jackdaw in the west has inhabited and was awakened by the bright moon.

Friends are looking forward to meeting each other, but I don't know when, at this time and on such a night, it's hard not to miss each other.

Walk into the door of lovesickness and know the pain of lovesickness.

Forever lovesickness, forever memories, short-lived lovesickness is endless.

If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I might as well have never met each other.

7. What sentences describe people? 1. He is about thirteen or fourteen years old. A small black and fat face with a pointed nose. Long hair, I haven't cut it for a long time A pair of big eyes are shining under thick eyebrows, and black eyes are turning proudly.

The bush was pushed away and a child's head stuck in. This is a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a dark, thin face and dusty hair about two inches long. It's a mess. It looks like a magpie nest.

Tweety is a beautiful girl, and she is famous in the mountains near here. She spends every day in the wind and rain, but she won't wither, her face is white and her eyebrows are clear. When you smile, your mouth flaps like a calm meniscus, and when you speak, your voice sounds like an oriole's hoof.

A boy stuck to me as soon as I entered the garden gate. He is about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a red vest, blue shorts and a drooping belt. All dirty, like a small landowner. Hairy crew cut and small round white face remind me of dandelions. He wandered around in front of me like a moth on fire, craning his neck to look at my spotlight.

5. This surprised me. Looking up, I saw a 12-year-old girl sitting high on a branch, holding a harmonica in her hand and preparing to play. She is wearing a lux cashmere sweater and a pea-green skirt. Two little feet in lux shoes are hanging and pulling, which is very comfortable. Her pigtail head leans on her right shoulder, her big watery eyes blink at me, and her nose is slightly upturned, revealing a naughty look. As soon as you see her, you will like her from the bottom of your heart.

6. Xiao Ju is fourteen years old this year, but his figure is not high, his arms are still so small, his cheekbones are still protruding, and his ten fingers are like a pile of dead bamboo branches, which seems to be broken when folded; Because she is thin, she looks very light.