What are the poems about Lin? 1. What are the ancient poems about Lin?
1. The afterglow of the sunset from the distant mountains rises, the sun shining on the winding flow. The cicadas sing, the woods are extraordinarily quiet; The sound of birds chirping in the mountains is more beautiful than usual. This place let me have a hermit heart, I have been tired of the official career but not retired and sad. -Wang Ji's Entering Ruoyexi
2. leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song. Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. -Wang Wei's Bamboo House
3. It's snowing, the clouds are full of lakes, and the balcony is bright and the mountains are extinct. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, and there are no birds in the forest. In the twelfth lunar month, you don't return to your wife and children, and you really entertain yourself. Where does the Taoist live? Baoyunshan road, pandong. Who is willing to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone in their mountains. Paper window bamboo house is deep and warm, sitting and sleeping in brown. In the cold weather, I am far from worrying about my servant, so I have to drive home and not leave. When I came out of the mountain, I looked back at the clouds and trees, but I saw the floating picture of the wild stork. I am more than happy when I swim, and I feel like a dream when I get home. It is difficult to copy a poem after it is lost. -Su Shi's "Visiting Huiqin and Huisi Two Monks in the Lonely Mountain in the La Ri"
4. The flat forest is vast with smoke, and the cold mountain area is sad and blue. When the color enters a tall building, some people are sad upstairs. The jade steps stand empty, and the birds are anxious to fly. Where is the return journey? Long pavilion with short pavilion. -Li Bai's Bodhisattva Man
5. Hey, hey, the danger is high! The difficulty of Shu Dao is difficult to go to the sky! Until two rulers of this region, pushed their way through in the misty ages! Forty-eight thousand years had passed, don't talk to Qin Sai. And the Great White Mountain, westward, still has only a bird's path, up to the summit of Emei Peak. Which was broken once by an earthquake and there were brave men lost, and then the ladder stone stack is hooked. High, as on a tall flag, six dragons drive the sun, while the river, far below, lashes its twisted course. Such height would be hard going for even a yellow crane, so pity the poor monkeys who have only paws to use. The Mountain of Green Clay is formed of many circles, each hundred steps, we have to turn nine turns among its mound. Panting, we brush Orion and pass the Well Star, then, holding our chests with our hands and sinking to the ground with a groan. We wonder if this westward trail will never have an end The formidable path ahead grows darker, darker still. With nothing heard but the call of birds hemmed in by the ancient forest, male birds smoothly wheeling, following the females. Jathyapple, and there come to us the melancholy voices of the cuckoos, sorrow empty mountain. It's hard to get through the Shu Road, but it's hard to get into the sky, even to hear of it turns the cheek pale! With the highest crag barely a foot below heaven, dry pines hang, head down, from the face of the cliffs. And a thousand plunging cataracts outroar one another, and send through ten thousand valleys a thunder of spinning stones. With all this danger upon danger, you've come a long way! Though Dagger-Tower Pass be firm and grim, and while one man guards it, ten thousand cannot force it. What if he be not loyal, but a wolf toward his fellows?. There are ravenous tigers to fear in the day, and venomous reptiles in the night; With their teeth and their fangs ready, killing people like hemp. Though the City of Silk be delectable, I would rather turn home quickly. It's hard to get to the sky because of the difficulty of the Shu Road. Look sideways to the west and ask for advice! -Li Bai's "Difficult Road to Shu"
6. As snow on the mountain, as bright as the moon between clouds. I hear you have two heart, so come to break with you. Today is like the last party, tomorrow will break up the ditch head. I slowly move the foot along the edge of the road, the past life is like a ditch water flow, not to return. When I decided to leave home with the king far away, not like the ordinary girls cry. Full of thought to marry a heart of affection, can fall in love to the old forever happy. Men and women love to vote is like the rod like the light and soft long, fish like live waves lovely. Men should be heavy in affection, lost sincere love is no treasure of money can not be compensated. -Zhuo Wenjun's
7. Emei is higher than the west pole, and Luofu is connected with Nane. The famous public thought and waved colored pens, driving away mountains and going to the sea to set their eyes. The hall is as green as a sweep, and the red city is full of smoke. Dongting is misty and fragrant, and the three rivers and seven rivers are in love. Where the stormy waves surge, the lonely boat will be lost for the new year. The sail does not move or spin, and it floats like falling into the sky with the wind. My heart is shaking and my eyes are broken. When can I get to the top of the three mountains? The west peak is towering with spouting springs, and the horizontal stones are rippling with water. The east cliff is covered with light fog, and the deep forest and miscellaneous trees are empty. In this, day and night are lost, and there is no cicada in silence. The following feather guest of Changsong, sitting in silence for Nanchang Xian. Zhao Fuzi, an immortal in Nanchang, was a brilliant scholar in the past year. -Li Bai's "Dangtu Zhao Yan Shaofu powder picture landscape song"
8. Far away, the stone path of Hanshan Mountain is oblique, and there are people in the depths of white clouds. (Deep work: Living place) Stop and sit in the love maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. -Du Mu's Mountain Walk
9. No one asks the fallen flowers outside the door, and Ran Ran is all over the world. The orioles in the woods no longer crowed, but went alone to the banks of the grassy pond to listen to the frogs. -Cao Qian's "Spring Twilight"
1. The sky wants snow, the clouds are full of lakes, and there are no towers and mountains. There are plenty of stone fish in the water, and there are no birds in the forest. In the twelfth lunar month, you don't return to your wife and children, and you really entertain yourself. Where does the Taoist live? Baoyunshan road, pandong. Who is willing to live in a lonely mountain? Taoist priests are not alone in their mountains. Paper window bamboo house is deep and warm, sitting and sleeping in brown. In the cold weather, I am far from worrying about my servant, so I have to drive home and not leave. When I came out of the mountain, I looked back at the clouds and trees, but I saw the floating picture of the wild stork. I am more than happy when I swim, and I feel like a dream when I get home. Poetry is in a hurry to chase after death, and it is difficult to copy after a clear scene is lost. -Su Shi's "Visiting Huiqin and Huisi Two Monks in the Lonely Mountain in the La Ri"
11. Birds sing in the shade forest, deer and cypress trees. Alas, I am a fool, and my servants are chasing meat and millet. Take pity on the kite's shoulder and cover it with shame. Difficulties are still in the mountains, and I want to feed my own livestock. Step on the west stream and build a house in the north valley. The light is often hidden, and the jade touches the vulgar eyes. -Lu you's
12. Birds fly high, and lonely clouds go alone. You look at me, I look at you, between each other two, only me and the eyes of jingting mountain mountain. -Li Bai's "Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain"
13. Looking at Donggao at dusk, what is the desire to rely on? Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only shining. Shepherds drive calves back, hunting horses and bringing birds back. Care for no acquaintance, Long song Huai Cai Wei. -Wang Ji's Wild Hope
2. What are the poems describing the forest
1. The mountain wind blows the empty forest, whispering like someone.
In the Tang Dynasty, Cen Can, a tired horse, lies in Nagsaka, and the sunset brings Tianjin. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the empty woods, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest.
it's cool and rainy, and there is no flying dust on the stone road. Tens of millions of ideas, all in this evening in the mind, all the voices in the bleak morning sad.
the thrush sang last night, and the grass was old. Besides, the stranger who travels far away will naturally have a lot of hard and bitter hardships.
Interpretation:
Tired horses are sleeping on the long hillside, and the sun has fallen to the water. The autumn wind in the mountains blew into the empty forest, and the leaves rustled as if someone had entered the forest. Cold rain began to fall in the boundless sky, and there was no dust on the bluestone pavement.
thousands of thoughts come to mind in this evening, and the voices of all things lament in the bleak morning. The thrush was still singing last night, and the grass has begun to wither. Besides, I, a stranger who travels far away, will naturally have a lot of hardships and bitterness.
2. The flat forest is vast and smoky, and the Hanshan area is sad and blue.
Bodhisattva Man's Pinglin Desert is like a weaving. Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
Pinglin Desert is like a weaving, and Hanshan area is sad and blue. When the color enters a tall building, some people are sad upstairs.
the jade steps stand empty, and the birds are anxious to fly back. Where is the return journey? Long pavilion with short pavilion. (Even a short pavilion: a shorter pavilion)
Interpretation:
In the distance, the twilight over the stretched Woods is shrouded in mist, and it is still a sad green and blue. Night permeates the high boudoir, and someone is upstairs alone. On the steps of jade, hope stands in vain. The bird that returned to its nest flew at the urging of homing. Where is my return journey? Only the long pavilion on the road is connected with the short pavilion.
3. The maple forest is red and the late smoke is green, and the guests are full of gulls.
In the past 2 years, homeless people have planted bamboo, which is still named after bamboo.
before the spring breeze and the autumn wind arrive, it is light to grow old. I only composed my whole life as a song.
Interpretation:
The maple forest is red, and the smoke is green in the evening. Every day, I face the gulls living in Tingzhou, a water town where I live in peace, and everywhere I am full of exile and sadness. I love bamboo, and I have been homeless for 2 years, and I have borrowed bamboo as my name. The spring breeze has not yet blown out, the autumn wind has arrived, and I am old, and I despise all the dust. I only composed my life's experiences into the songs of boatmen and fishermen.
4. The smoke is winding across the forest, the mountains are sinking far away, and the bells and drums are ringing at dusk.
Tian Xiang Yan Luo Heng Lin Song Dynasty: He Zhu
Yan Luo Heng Lin, the mountains sink far away, and the bells and drums linger at dusk. Candles reflect the curtains, flies remind the machine, and * * * bitter autumn wind dew. Sleepless thinking about women, Qi Yinghe, several anvil pestles. Disturb the world's tired officials, and you will be in the twilight of your life.
In those days, drunkards were conceited, and they were called Dongjun, paying with spring. Wandering in the north road, visiting Nanpu, I hate no one to talk to. Lai Mingyue, who once knew the old place. If you come with the clouds, you will dream away.
Interpretation:
Smoke enveloped the forest and the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently at dusk. Candlelight shines on the window like a reminder, and everyone hates the wind and dew in the clear autumn. Those poor homesick women who can't sleep, send a sound anvil in the sound of wind and insects. The sound alarmed the weary travelers who wandered around the world, only to find that it was the end of the year again.
I used to be conceited with drunkenness in those days, thinking that the spring god delivered the beautiful scenery of March. Unexpectedly, I wandered around the North Road all the year round, and sometimes I left Nanpu by boat, and there was no one to talk about my deep thoughts. Rely on the bright moon to know where she went in the past, and bring her to me and send her there.
5. leaves are dropping down like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river always rolling on.
"Climbing the Heights" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
in a sharp gale from the wide sky apes are whimpering, birds are flying homeward over the clear lake and white sand The endless trees rustle the fallen leaves, the Yangtze river is not expected to roll in the Pentium.
I have come three thousand miles away. Sad now with autumn, and with my hundred years of woe, I climb this height alone. After going through hardships and bitter hatred, the white hair was full of hair, and the waning of the wine glass cup was suspended.
Interpretation:
It's very sad when the wind is urgent and the sky is high, and there are birds hovering on the river with clear water and white sand. The endless trees are rustling with fallen leaves, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Sad to autumn scenery, I feel that Wan Li has been wandering all the year round, and he is sick all his life, and today he is alone on the high platform. After all the hardships, the white hair was covered with temples, and the cup of sorrow was suspended.
3. What are the poems describing the mountain forest?
1. The mountain wind blows the empty forest, whispering like someone. -
a trip to the mountains in late autumn Tang Cen Can translation: the autumn wind in the mountains blows into the empty forest, and the leaves rustle as if someone had entered the forest.
2. When viewed horizontally, the ridge side becomes a peak, with different heights. -
Song Sushi's translation: From the front and side, the mountains of Lushan Mountain are undulating and the peaks stand tall. From the distance, near, high and low, Lushan Mountain presents various appearances.
3. The smoke is winding across the forest, the mountains are shining far away, and the bells and drums are lingering at dusk. -
Song Hezhu's translation: Smoke enveloped the forest and the setting sun fell into the distant mountains, and the bells and drums sounded intermittently at dusk.
4. after rain the empty mountain, stands autumnal in the evening. -"an autumn evening in the mountains" Tang Wangwei
Translation: The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and at night, the air is cool, as if it is autumn.
5. where sunlight, entering a grove, shines back to me from the green moss. I hear a mountain pine-cone fall, you also seem to be awake. -"Luchai" Tang Wangwei
Translation: A touch of afterglow from the sun returned to the deep forest and shone on the moss in the forest.
I think pine nuts are falling in the empty mountain at the moment, and my friends who live in seclusion must still be awake.
6. In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. -"Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" Tang Baijuyi
Translation: In April on earth, all the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples in the mountains have just bloomed.
7. The empty mountain is quiet, and the water and the moon are all dark. -
translation of "Shuidiao Tou, Topic Xishan Autumn Cool Map": Empty mountains and Fanbai, hidden caves, this secluded mountain forest, does not provoke a trace of secular dust.
8. The flowers in the forest are in a hurry. Helpless, the cold rain comes in the morning and the wind comes in the evening. -"Meeting Huan" Five Dynasties Li Yu
Translation: The red flowers in the Woods have withered, and it has only been a few days since the flowers began to bloom. It is really too hasty to go. It's helpless, too. How can the flowers stand the devastation of the cold and rain day and night?
9. but in fallen leaves that have heaped the bare slopes, how should I ever find his footprints!. -"a Poem to a Taoist Hermit Chuanjiao Mountain" Don Wei Yingwu
Translation: But autumn leaves fall all over the empty mountains, where can I find your tracks?
1. The flat forest is vast and smoky, and the cold mountain area is sad and blue. -"Bodhisattva Man Ping Lin Mo Mo Smoke Like Weaving" Tang Li Bai
Translation: The smoke in the distant Woods is like a textile, and the mountains in autumn are like a belt, which is sad and green. Twilight entered the high boudoir, and someone was upstairs alone.
4. What are the poems that begin with the word "Lin"?
Jiao Ran
The forest is inseparable, and the water steps are hard to distinguish. Wangyuan village
Wang Bo
The forest pond is full of flowers and the moon, so it's not like a spring. Sitting in the forest pond on the night of the mountain
is still waiting for an old friend to come. Other people's four songs are the third
Wei Yingwu
Look at Yi in the forest, and the gulls are idle on the stream. Answer Li Huan's three songs
Lu Lun
the woods are black and a wind assails the grasses, yet the general tries night archery. And Zhang Busshe's second song
Si Kongtu
The forest birds frequently peep at the silence, and the family members also laugh carelessly. That is, the seventh of the nine stories
Liu Changqing
incense is burned in the forest during the day, and osmanthus flowers are silent. Send to Longshan Taoist Xu Faling
Zu Yong
and a warm sky opening at the snow-line, while the town in the valley grows colder and colder. Looking at the remaining snow in the south
He Zhizhang
You don't feel old in the cup, and it's even more spring in the forest. Spring
Jia Dao
The moon is covered with clouds, and the mountain lights shine sadly. Stay in Quanyi
Xue Tao
The forest tops are singing and the pine path is lonely at night. The wind
5. The poem of the word Lin
I don't know if the sunset will fall today, but it is suspected that the forest flowers bloomed last night.
One mountain, one water and one temple, one forest, one yellow leaf and one monk return.
stop and sit in the love maple grove
the woods are black and a wind assails the grasses, yet the general tries night archery.
leaning alone in the close bamboos, I am playing my lute and humming a song.
too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon
Tourists can't do anything if they go to the Maple Forest at night and the moon is full of empty mountains.
Wuqu Mountain is high in clouds and deep in air, with long-term misty rain and dark forests.
there are guests in the forest who don't know each other, but it is the eternal heart in the sound.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers.
it's better to listen to the golden cage than to sing freely in the Woods.
too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.
Take a look at Yi in the forest, while gulls are idle on the stream.
in the late autumn, the smoke rises, and the maple trees are rustling.
The warbler sings in the silent place, and the frog is heard alone in the grass pond.
in the pure morning, near the old temple, where early sunlight points the tree-tops.
when the frost falls, the bear rises to the tree, and the deer in the forest drinks the stream.
Fang Fung Lam travels as a wild goose, waiting for the pavilion to make noise as a mountain crow.
6. What are the poems about "Lin"?
I don't know if it's sunset today, but it's suspected that Lin Hua bloomed last night.
the woods are black and a wind assails the grasses, yet the general tries night archery. Too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers. The orioles in the woods no longer crowed, but went alone to the banks of the grassy pond to listen to the frogs.
I don't know if it's sunny today, but it's suspected that the forest flowers bloomed last night. -------Interpretation of Song Zhiwen's "How to Deal with Snow in the Garden": I didn't know it was snowing in the courtyard today, but I thought it was blooming on the branches of the courtyard last night.
(Tingshuo: refers to snowflakes falling in the courtyard) the woods are black and a wind assails the grasses, yet the general tries night archery. ----------Interpretation of Lu Lun's "Shooting with Zhang Servant: Part II": It's amazing to see the wind and grass in the dark forest, and the general is brave to draw an arrow and bow at night.
(startled wind: suddenly blown by the wind) too softly for anyone to hear, except my comrade, the bright moon. -------Interpretation from Wang Wei's Zhuliguan: The bamboo forest is secluded and deep, and no one knows it; But accompanied by the bright moon, diligent to take photos.
stop and sit in the maple grove late, and the frost leaves are redder than the February flowers. ----------Interpretation of "Mountain Walk" by Du Mu: The poet stopped while walking, because he liked the scenery of maple trees in the evening; After the baptism of frost, the maple leaf is even redder, more gorgeous and lovely than the spring flowers in February in Jiangnan under the setting sun.
The warbler sings in the silent place, and the frog is heard alone in the grass pond. --------Interpretation of "Spring Twilight" by Cao Xian: Yingge is resting, and the grass pool is green.