Bai Juyi's ancient poems

Bai Juyi was born in Taiyuan, Shanxi Province. His name is Lotte,No. Xiangshan Jushi andNo. Drunk. Bai Juyi is a great realistic poet and one of the three great poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen * * * advocated the new Yuefu movement, and together with Liu Yuxi, they called the world "Bai Yuan" and "Bai Liu". Bai Juyi's poems have a wide range of themes, various forms and simple and popular language, and are known as "the poet's magic" and "the king of poets". Official to Prince Shaofu, minister of punishments, Hou of Fengyi County. In 846 AD, Bai Juyi died in Luoyang and was buried in Xiangshan.

His main works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Pipa, Selling Charcoal Weng, Farewell to the Ancient Grassland, Spring Tour in Qiantang Lake, Remembering Jiangnan, Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple, Remembering Yuanjiu, Zhishu Province, Sauvignon Blanc, Yueyang Tower, and the View of Cutting Wheat, etc.

There are other women in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. -"Song of Eternal Sorrow"

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. -"Song of Eternal Sorrow"

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Song of Eternal Sorrow.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day, both will end, and this situation is endless. -"Song of Eternal Sorrow"

It takes three days to test the authenticity of jade, and it will take seven years to distinguish wood. -"Say five songs (the third song)"

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. -Spring Tour of Qiantang River

Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. -Spring Tour of Qiantang River

String coagulation refers to the throat stop, affectionate 10 thousand. -"Night Zheng"

A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. Mujiangsong

I might as well stay at home in Huang Ju and get drunk with you. After drinking and having an appointment with a dream.

However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us. Pipa tour

... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. Pipa tour

Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Pipa tour

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. Pipa tour