Even if it is cold at night, it can't be opened without warmth in spring. ?
If there is no landing plan, it is advisable to give up Jichuan materials. ?
I would like to send it to the sky, and the wind will return to Wan Li. Don Xiang Si
I suggest that God stand up again, let go of his talents and don't stick to a pattern. -Gong Zizhen
What are the poems written by the ancients about "running to the moon"? Every day is flowers and cigarettes, the moon becomes very white, people are sad and insomnia. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Sauvignon Blanc II" Who sent Yunjin Book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. _ _ _ _ Li Qingzhao's "A piece of plum, red lotus root fragrance, residual jade in autumn"
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? _ _ _ _ Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. _ _ _ _ Li He's Twenty-three Horse Poems (5)
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks. Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
Now that Li Bai has passed away, how long is the moon in the sky? _ _ _ _ Tang Yin's Song of Wine to the Moon
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. _ _ _ _ Liu Yong's "Yulin Chills"
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. _ _ _ _ Li Yu's Meeting You, Going to the West Chamber without Words.
The bright moon shines on Kyushu, and several families are happy and sad. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Kyushu Moon Bend"
Crows fell on the moon, crowed coldly, slept on maple trees, and slept in fishing lanes by the river. _ _ _ _ Zhang Ji's a night-mooring near maple bridge/Fengjiang Night Park
The curved hook moon hangs on the sparse buttonwood; In the dead of night, the water from the water clock has been dripping. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Divination Operator Huangzhou Dinghui Garden Residence"
At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. _ _ _ _ Yan "Linjiangxian, the balcony is locked after the dream"
The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's One Night in a Foreign Country
In the autumn of the first half of Mount Emei, the Pingqiang River reflected. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Emei Mountain Moon Song"
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's four poems about the bright moon (I)
The bright moon doesn't know how to leave sorrow and hate suffering. The morning light slanted on Zhu Hu. _ _ _ _ Yan Shu's "Butterfly Lovers, Threshold Chrysanthemum and Tears"
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds. Li Bai's Guan Shanyue
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai
The wine base is often worried about fewer customers, and the moon is cloudy. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon" is a big dream on earth
Clouds at dusk are full and cold. Han Yin silently turned to the tracts. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Yangguanqu/Mid-Autumn Moon"
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year? _ _ _ _ Su Shi's "Yangguanqu/Mid-Autumn Moon"
The bright moon building is high and lonely. Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears. _ _ _ _ Fan Zhongyan's "Su Curtain Covers Nostalgia"
As usual, there are plum blossoms in front of the window, and there are plum blossoms before the month. _ _ _ _ A cold night in Du Lei
When the moon is dark and windy, the fishing lamp is high, and the firefly is lonely. _ _ _ _ Check Shen Xing's "My Night Book on the Ship"
Let Dongting Lake enjoy some moonlight on credit and enjoy the moon and drink happily. _ _ _ _ Five Poems of Dongting Lake by Li Bai (Part Two)
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. _ _ _ _ Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande"
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. _ _ _ _ Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Full Moon Send Du Langzhong
* * * Looking at the bright moon and crying, for the heart, five places, all sick and willing. _ _ _ _ Bai Juyi's Thought of Looking at the Moon
Qian Shan has a vast sky, and Chengjiang has a bright moon. _ _ _ _ Huang Tingjian's "Deng Express Pavilion"
Acacia is written on the string of pipa. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds. _ _ _ _ Yan "Linjiangxian, the balcony is locked after the dream"
Liu Wanmei hangs on the cool moon, and the Zhongshan mirror looks more. _ _ _ Dai Shulun's "The Best of Lanxi"
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night. _ _ _ _ Liu Lun's "He Zhang Servant Shoots the Next Song, the Third Song"
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue. _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Bamboo House
The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. _ _ _ _ Li Shangyin's Frost Moon
Alone at the bottom of the river, I vaguely thought that the moonlight was like water. _ _ _ _ Zhao Wei's "Old Love in the River House"
What the binary star is going to do tonight is hook in front of my court. _ _ _ _ De Rong's Two Tanabata Songs, Part One
In the dead of night. The atrium is just shining with pear blossoms and snowy moons. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's "Midnight Song jathyapple"
The moon rises like a mirror, and the sea clouds twinkle like palaces. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Seeing Friends Off at Jingmen Ferry"
Just look at the glass and sing loudly, and the moonlight can grow in a golden cup. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's "Ask the bright moon, an old friend, make an appointment with wine"
One day, I will ride the wind and waves, and the poem of the ancients that is confident and not afraid of setbacks hangs straight on the sea of Yun Fan!
After many trials and tribulations, the east, west, south and north winds blow. zhen banqiao
A poem written by a poet while visiting Shanxi village.
Lu you
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
A glance at the famous sentences of ancient people describing chrysanthemum poems
(1) Autumn shrubs are like Taoist priests, and the edges around the fence are more and more inclined.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. (Yuan Zhen's Chrysanthemum)
(2) The west wind blows all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum")
(3) Stay in Qiu Lai on September 8th, and I will kill all the flowers.
Blooming chrysanthemums are in full bloom, Chang 'an is fragrant, the city is bathed in the fragrance of chrysanthemums-Italy, and the land is like golden chrysanthemums. (Huang Chao's "Chrysanthemum")
(4) Wang Sunmo is full of Artemisia selengensis, and its branches are nearly mane in nine days.
Dew sunshine makes the chrysanthemum more Feng Run, and its fragrance fills the pool shore, so it never envies the tile pine that is parasitic not very high. (Zheng Gu's "Chrysanthemum")
5] The dew is wet in the lonely east, according to the former gold and the sediment.
Children in the world have no high rhyme, only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival. (Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival")
[6] After climbing the mountain, chrysanthemums are still new, and drunkards and poets are ignorant.
It's like a snob who can't make friends and relatives when he leaves the car. (Fan Ceng's "Three Chrysanthemums after Double Ninth Festival")
Once, shame was the same as spring flowers, and the shade was filled with the west wind.
You don't need to pull so far, you need several clumps along the fence. (Liu Kezhuang's "Chrysanthemum")
The flowers don't bloom together, so it's interesting to hedge independently.
I would rather hold incense in the branches and wait for death than be blown into the north wind! (Zheng Sixiao's "Cold Chrysanthemum")
Pet-name ruby fine chrysanthemum build by laying bricks or stones in sequence, eaves deep dew.
Mo Yan's roots are weak and he can stand the autumn chill. (Pei Chen's "Thin Chrysanthemum is Little Maid")
⑽ The soil flowers can be white and red, and the evening festival is lovely.
I would rather grow old with fragrant branches than dance with yellow leaves in the autumn wind. (Zhu's "Yellow Flower")
Tao Yuanming
Drinking-Fifth:
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. What can you do? The heart is far from being self-centered. Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are back. That makes sense. I forgot what I wanted to say.
Zheng Banqiao wrote in "Painting Chrysanthemums and Leaving Officials": "It is difficult to retreat after entering, and the official career is miserable. There is quite a hedge chrysanthemum in my house, and I will go back to the autumn wind to keep out the cold. "
Singing poems of a thousand years and drinking a glass of cold and fragrant wine is the mood of the great writer Cao Xueqin.
Li Qingzhao compared herself to a chrysanthemum and wrote: "The wine with the handle of Dongli has dark fragrance sleeves at dusk." The Tao never dies, the curtain rolls with the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Huang Chao said, "The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, but it's hard to find cold butterflies. If I were Di Qing in another year, I would report peach blossoms. "
Poets in Tang dynasty
Playing chrysanthemum with Hu Ling's "xianggong"
Liu Yuxi
Every family is yellow with chrysanthemums, and the Liangyuan is as unique as frost. Ying Jing Shu, clearly arrived at Yutang.
Fairy wears snow, but Motome doesn't wear red. Pink butterflies are hard to see, but flax ones are more fragrant.
Shake the feather fan against the wind, which contains dew and dew. Gao Yan is covered with silver wells and branches are covered with elephant beds.
Gui Cong is ashamed, while Mei Rui is jealous of Xiang first. Sing Hua Yao alone, and then play music.
chrysanthemum
Song Yuan
Lingju is planted on a cliff, and Ling Ying is freezing.
Spring dew is not stained, and autumn frost is not changed.
White Chrysanthemum at Chongyang Banquet
Bai Juyi
A yard full of golden chrysanthemums with a bunch of flowers in the middle, the flowers are so lonely.
It's also like the Chinese Pulsatilla Song Banquet and the Youth Playground.
How many poems describing time did the ancients have? Write them down and lament the fleeting time. -Lu You's Xie Chichun, Zhuang Nian and Joining the Army
I am afraid that next year I will become a dragon and fly away without leaving a trace. -Ji's "Hsinchu Fu"
But disappointed, the end of the world is old. -Wu Wenying's "Tianxiang Chimonanthus praecox"
I advise you not to cherish noble Yi, and I advise you to cherish youth. -Du Qiuniang's "Witch"
If young people don't work in time, they will only regret for life when they are old.
An ancient poem describing the sunrise. The ancients! 1. At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire. In spring, the river is as blue and white as green.
Sunrise in the east and rain in the west, the road is sunny but sunny. Liu Yuxi
When the sun rises, everything in the world is as beautiful as white.
4. Qinchuan looks at the sky, and the sunrise is in the east of Xin Li.
During the day, the Yellow River comes from Zhao Kuangyin.
Yongmei (Wang Anshi) is an ancient poem about flowers.
There are some plums in the corner.
Cold ling spoke alone;
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because of the faint fragrance.
Lotus on the pool of money
(Wen Zhiming)
In September, Jiangnan Hugh.
Lotus is wandering around zhongzhou.
The beauty crossed the water with a smile,
The sunset still gives birth to sadness.
Dew wash jade plate, golden palace cold.
The wind blows Luo to bring Jincheng to autumn.
It's no use looking at each other,
Don't use the pond as a secluded place.
Yongfu Rong
Shen Liang said in the Southern Dynasties
The breeze shakes the purple leaves,
Gently exposed Zhu's room.
Zhongchi is so green,
Treat me with a red light.
Old custom
Tang Libai
Bihe gives birth to a quiet spring, and the sunshine in the morning is bright and fresh.
Autumn flowers emit green water, and dense leaves emit green smoke.
Beautiful powder is peerless, who will pass the incense?
Sit and watch the flying frost fade.
Lu you's plum blossom quatrains
The flowers are full of wind, and the snow drifts all over the four mountains.
How can it be converted into hundreds of billions, one plum blossom and one tree fragrance?
Zaomei Liu Zongyuan
Early plum trees reflect Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
Hongmei sushi
Every year, the fragrant letter bears red berries, and the river hangs down to open.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
Yimei Li shangyin
Far from home, I don't want to see the scenery in spring.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year.
Bai Juyi, a newly planted plum blossom
Seven new plums were planted by the pool, and I wanted to wait until the flowers arrived.
Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
Tan Mei Yang Wanli
The quiet steps in the mountain are amazing, and it is already late at night.
A plum blossom is annoying on the highest branch.
Many of Michael Jackson's songs written because of the defendant are related to the white media's framing and racial discrimination against him, and they are also written for this reason. A "D.S." called the prosecutor who prosecuted him cold-blooded! There are some poems. He has a book of poems. You can have a look!