Seek ancient poetry, the more the better.
The river wind may be half sunny and half cloudy. When you are worried about flowers, sing it every day. Loneliness and lateness,
Sailing, fighting, racing, ups and downs. I'm tired and stuck for thousands of years. There's nothing to worry about.
Looking at the waves from a distance, Chushan is safer than Yuncen.
Wangdongting
Yuxi Liu Tang
The lake and the moon know each other, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
"Back to Xijiang" Li Shen
The river wind may be half sunny and half cloudy. When you are worried about flowers, sing it every day. Loneliness and lateness,
Sailing, fighting, racing, ups and downs. I'm tired and stuck for thousands of years. There's nothing to worry about.
Looking at the waves from a distance, Chushan is safer than Yuncen.
Rivers do not wash away the ancient hatred of the present, and heaven and earth can know loyalty and righteousness.
"Rivers can know loyalty if they don't wash the past and present and hate heaven and earth", which means that those who have unfinished ambitions can't get rid of their inner resentment. A sense of loyalty is only known to heaven and earth, and it is a sigh and praise for the heroes who have unfinished business.
It's Lu You's famous saying.
Wang gives Shi Xiangyu a tour.
Distribute bare Puwei forest, and Ma Jun sends wine to comfort loneliness.
Rivers do not wash old and modern grievances, and heaven and earth can know loyalty and righteousness.
No couple sometimes invite the moon to fall, and they are crazy enough to cross.
Jade boat full of autumn dew, but hate goose.
Back to Xijiang Li Shen
The river wind may be half sunny and half cloudy. When you are worried about flowers, sing it every day. Loneliness and lateness,
Sailing, fighting, racing, ups and downs. I'm tired and stuck for thousands of years. There's nothing to worry about.
Looking at the waves from a distance, Chushan is safer than Yuncen.
Wangdongting
Yuxi Liu Tang
The lake and the moon know each other, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
Looking at Dongting from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.
Meng Haoran at night on Jiande River
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Mu Jiang Bai yin ju yi
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green.
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow.
Wang Tianmen Mountain Li Bai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
Bo Qinhuai Du Mu
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river. Spring is an ancient poem describing spring.
Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
How many fallen flowers are there?
Ancient poems describing spring
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Ancient poems describing spring
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Moisturize things silently.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
The fire of a river boat is unique.
Dawn sees saturated red;
Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
Ancient poems describing spring
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
It rings in the spring stream.
Ancient poems describing spring
Qingming (Du Mu)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Ancient poems describing spring
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Ancient poems describing spring
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
Ancient poems describing spring
In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Ancient poems describing spring
Chun Xing (Wu Yuanheng)
It's cloudy,
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Ancient poems describing spring
Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Ancient poems describing spring
Jueju (Du Fu)
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.
Ancient poems describing spring
Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
Charming warblers chirp in summer: summer nights sigh.
Don du fu
Before sunset, the inflammation was steaming and poisoning my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.
Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive.
Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other?
Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return early.
North city is sad, storks fly. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
Drunk book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th.
Su Shi
Dark clouds can't hide the mountains.
Bai Yu jumped into the boat.
The wind comes and blows away,
Overlooking the lake, the water is like the sky. Autumn: Liu Yuxi's Autumn Poems
Beautiful scenery, with frost at night, a few trees are dark red and light yellow.
Trying to get deep into the bone marrow is as crazy as spring.
Tang Zhangji of Qiu Si
The annual autumn wind blows to Luoyang city, and my wandering son doesn't know how his relatives in his hometown are; Writing a letter to peace has too much to say and I don't know where to start.
When the letter is written, I am worried that I have not finished what I want to say; When the messenger started, he opened the envelope and gave it to him.
Qiuyue Song Chenghao
The Qingxi River crosses Bishantou, and the empty water is clear and fresh in autumn.
Three miles away from the world of mortals, white clouds and red leaves are two long.
Moon-watching stone in Mid-Autumn Festival
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Song Chenghao in Autumn
Nothing is idle when idle, nothing is red when sleeping.
Everything is complacent when you are quiet, and you are happy when you are with people at any time.
Tao passes through the material world and thinking enters the abnormal situation.
Wealth is not slutty, poverty is not happy, and men are heroes here.
"Jiande Night Sleeping" Tang Meng Haoran
Stop the boat in a foggy small state, when new worries come to the guest's heart.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon.
Tang Du Mu in Autumn Night
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand.
Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Xing Shan Dumu
In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red. February winter: Tang Libai
Wandering in the southeast, at home in Beijing. Floating without heart, suddenly returning to the northwest.
I visited Dai yesterday, hoping to find this phase. A sad face and a new love will not be known until the banquet is over.
Gong Yan and Han Ting are old friends, and Shen Yu is also a talented person. The price is heavy copper dragon building, and the pitch is heavy by the door.
I'd rather meet you here, and China Pavilion will accompany you. Snow is far from the peak, and cold city locks spring scenery.
My master expected, but I spread my wings and flew high. Feng shui is like seeing capital, casting extremely helps the emperor.
Feng Xue's sixth father returned to Beijing with a full title.
Tang Libai
Dragon and Tiger thanked the Spurs, and Phoenix ignored Dawn. Look at the cranes on the sea. Why are they like quails in cages?
Take the heart of heaven and earth alone, and the clouds are my body. Although the hairpin group is destroyed, if it is close to Xia Yan.
Ji's father is full of heroic spirit and has extraordinary eyebrows and eyes. Being an official is a dream, and I will return to the Western Qin Dynasty.
Dou Gong feasts and scholars come to realize. Yan Song falls on Hu Yan, and Qu Ying returns to Yangchun.
The horse is screaming and the car is moving. Hesitant, I love these four people.
When you leave the station, you will bid farewell to the empty hospitality place. When is the bamboo forest next to the infantry?
Yes, Xue was drunk and gave it to Wang Liyang.
Tang Libai
If you have a body, don't be Long Lin. Don't braid a tiger beard if you have hands. Looking at the past Runan City,
The white-headed fairy hides the jade pot. Ziyou heard the wind and moved the window bamboo, and invited * * * to get a cup of green.
When the sun is shining, snowflakes are flying and confusing. If you have wine at home, why should I worry?
Many guests are happy to travel by candlelight. Xie Shang can dance like a bird without shedding his hair.
Crossing the river in the morning, thousands of miles miss the bright moon building.
Sacrifice snow from my brother.
Tang Libai
Last night in Liangyuan, Brother Han didn't know.
Looking at Yushu in front of the court, my heart is broken and I think of branches.
Huaihai gave Xue a gift.
Tang Libai
It snowed for five days, and I crossed the Bohai Sea from the wind. The sea tree becomes spring, and the river sand is bright and beautiful.
Xing from Tunxi, thinking around Liangyuan. I gave you a song in Ying Zhong, and that song was cut.
On the snowy night of Qingxi in Qiupu, there are people who sing partridges.
Tang Libai
You are my mink and you are my white jade pot. As soon as the snow wine comes out, it feels cold at night.
Guests from Guiyang can sing partridges in the mountains. The breeze moves the window bamboo, and the birds sing more.
Take pleasure in this, why bother to be enemies with Sheng and Yu?
Give a friend a poem.
Tang Libai
I've been addicted for a long time. Knowing right and wrong at fifty, the ancients tasted it. Make amends,
Immortality. Huang Bao hides defects and stores this stubbornness. The sarcasm of the full moon makes me blush.
It's too late to realize that things have passed. Unfortunately, Lanfei has been there many times before. Group light folding axis,
Sink into the grave. All the hair is flying, all in the sky. The pawn fee is dark and embarrassing.
Sediment gathers in Egypt, and pearls and jadeites are not fresh. Xiangshan, away from smoke. The sky is full of waves,
Start with a trickle. With four countries, eight countries broadcast. Picking up dust and chasing bees, doubting the saints and guessing the saints.
Alas, my husband, who can keep his chastity? That woman's madness,
Not as strong as a magpie. Women's lewdness is not as good as quail's running.
An open gentleman has no words. If you continue to commit crimes, the crime is Kondo. Dumping current is evil,
There is nothing worse than evil. Life is really hard. Let's knit here. Accumulate money and destroy it, and make a sad song.
If the sky is not lost, what is it? Da ji destroyed the week, praised the female confused week. The sky is shaking,
The reason for this position. Han Zulu, eat beside it. After Qin Huang, poison was immoral.
? Cover the sun when in a daze. Wan er, what's wrong with men? Poor words,
Be straight. You talk nonsense, Haotian is an idiot. Ye Zi is good at listening. He can hear clearly on the floor.
God cannot escape, and ghosts cannot escape. No, I abandon you. I am loyal.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but arrogance; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum.
There are black holes in the well. The yellow dog is white and the white dog is swollen.
I like the sunshine in Dongshan after snow, and the red light in Yinshan mountain.
Waves are full of snow, peaches and plums are silent, a team of spring, a glass of wine and a shot. How many people in the world are like me?
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
The heavy snow changed everything. The back view of space, it is suspected that it is Yulong Dou! Flying in proportion, all over the universe in an instant. Riding a donkey across a small bridge, sighing that plum blossoms are fragrant!
Sing the moon: the moon
As thin as a hook, as round, as if woven into a round fan.
The thin shadow will be round and can be seen in several places in the world.
The moon shines on Kyushu (folk song (Southern Song Dynasty) Southern Song Dynasty)
The moon shines on Kyushu. How many happy families are there?
How many couples are together, and how many are wandering outside?
Li Bai: Drinking the bright moon alone.
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
Du Fu: The night of August 15th.
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
Du Fu: Remembering Brothers on a Moonlit Night
A vagrant heard the drums heralding the battle, which was the first call of a wild goose on the border in autumn.
The dew turns to frost tonight, and the moonlight at home is bright!
Brothers are scattered, and no one can ask about life and death.
Letters sent to Luoyang city are often not delivered, and wars often do not stop.
Wang Jian: Looking at the moon for fifteen nights
There are crows in Bai Shu and osmanthus in Coody Leng in the atrium.
I'm looking forward to the moon tonight. I don't know who will land in Qiu Si!
Wang Changling: Playing the Moon in Nanzhai.
Lying on the high seat in the south study, we opened the curtains-we saw the rising moon.
The clear water-flowing wood flows like waves on our windows and doors.
Time flies, calmly, beyond our wisdom, and the old and the new alternate.
Our chosen person, our friend, is singing, perhaps, a sad oriental song by the clear river.
A thousand miles away, there is a smell of orchids coming with the wind.
Su Shi: Mid-Autumn Moon
The twilight clouds are cold, and the silver-haired people silently turn to the tracts.
If you don't meet a good night in this life, where will you see the bright moon next year?
Miracle: The Moon in Mid-Autumn Festival
The sky in Wan Li is cloudless and wet, and the stars are pouring out to clear the rules.
Lin Dong doesn't interfere with getting up gradually, and seeing the road all over the world.
Can also clearly sing the spirit of Hao, willing to teach the dark to take Dan Zhi.
Poor Guan Ye Shan Juanying, waiting for five residual wines.
Li Bai: Guan Shanyue.
A bright moon rises from Qilian Mountain and crosses the vast sea of clouds.
The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed Yumen Pass.
At that time, Han soldiers pointed at the mountain road, and Tubo coveted the vast territory of Qinghai.
This is a land of wars in past dynasties, and few soldiers can survive.
The soldiers turned and looked at the border, thinking of home with longing eyes.
The soldier's wife looked at the tower and lamented when she would see her relatives far away.
Li Bai: Night thoughts
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
Liu: Moonlit night.
The moonlight is deeper than half a house, and the big dipper is withered south.
Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
Li Shangyin: Chang 'e
The mica screen is deeply shaded by candles, and the long river is gradually falling.
Chang 'e, I must regret eating the elixir, and now I am alone, in the blue sky, singing every night.
(Tang) Lipu: Mid-Autumn Festival
When the mirror rises in the sky, the clouds are silent;
A full round, accompanied by Wan Liyun;
The sly rabbit falls the string, and the demon frog rests in front of him;
Lingcha plans to go hand in hand until the Milky Way is completely clear.