Bai Juyi wrote poems about stones
1. Poems about writing stones
Poems about writing stones 1. Poems about stones
1. Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if they were idle . ——Yu Qian "Song of Lime"
It means: It can only be mined from the mountains after tens of millions of hammerings. It treats the burning of raging fire as a very common thing.
2. Love this punch stone, exquisite and natural. ——Cao Xueqin's "Inscription on Self-Painted Stone"
It means: If you like this punch of stone, you will be born with natural agility and exquisite seven orifices.
3. The stone in the river will not turn, and the hatred will be swallowed up by Wu. ——Du Fu's "Eight Formations"
Meaning: Despite the impact of the river, the stone remains the same. Thousands of years of regret are due to Liu Bei's mistake in trying to annex Wu.
4. A beautiful woman becomes an ancient stone, and the moss is covered with yellow flowers. ——Liu Fangping's "Looking at the Husband's Stone"
Meaning: Couples and loved ones have become ancient stones. The moss has been removed and grown again, and the flowers have bloomed and faded.
5. One or two pieces of bluestone and three or four branches of white lotus. ——Bai Juyi's "Lotus Stone"
It means: There are two green stones in the water, and three or four white lotuses are blooming.
2. Poems describing stones
Taihu Stone by Bai Juyi Looking at Lao Saga from afar, and the strange Xinyin from up close.
He is only eight or nine feet tall, and his power is as powerful as tens of thousands of people. Embedded in the hollow Huayang Cave, overlapping Kuangshan Cen.
The immortal palms are far apart, but the sword gate is deep. The shape and quality of the crown are modern and ancient, and the complexion is clear and cloudy.
Autumn has already begun to rustle, and the rain is about to begin. The appearance of the sky is different, but the time and use are not the same.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening, and pounding silk is not as good as an anvil. What is the master's intention is as important as ten thousand pieces of gold.
How could it be that the Creator alone knows my heart? Watching the husband stone Wang Jian Wangfu place, the river is long.
Turn into stone and never look back. It was windy and rainy day after day, and the stone responded to the words of travelers returning.
Inscribed on Self-Painted Stone Cao Xueqin Loves this punch of stone, exquisite and natural. The origin should be traced back to ancient times. When did it fall into the world? If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky.
Don’t ask for rewards from the public, just be a naughty fairy. The Two Stones by Bai Juyi are two pale stones with strange and ugly shapes.
It is useless for common use, and people of the time find it undesirable. The knot starts from the embryonic hole and is obtained from the mouth of Dongting.
The eternal waterfront is in my hands. Dan Diao came to the county to wash away the dirt.
The holes are black with deep smoke marks and thick moss. The old dragon is the foot, and the ancient sword is the head.
I suddenly suspect that things are rising and falling in the sky, which are not like those in the human world. One can hold my harp, and the other can store my wine.
The cliff is several feet high, and the col is as large as a bucket. Five strings are placed on the left, and a cup is placed on the right.
The wine bottles are not yet empty, but the jade mountains have been decaying for a long time. Everyone has their own interests, and everyone seeks their equal.
I am gradually afraid of young people, and do not tolerate old people. I turned around and asked Shuangshi if he could accompany me.
Although Shi can't speak, he promised me to be his three friends.
3. Ancient poems praising stones
1.
"Ode of Lime"
Thousands of hammers carved out the mountains, and the fire burned them. Take it easy.
Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in this world.
2.
"Taihu Stone" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
Smoky green in three autumn colors, with eternal traces of waves;
Cut into pieces of sapphire , cut off Biyun roots.
The wind flows through the cave, and the moss protects the cave door;
The three peaks are small in size and should be the grandson of Huashan.
3.
Inscribed on self-painted stone by Cao Xueqin
I love this punch of stone, exquisite and natural.
Tracing the origin to ancient times, when did it fall into the world?
If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky.
Don’t ask for rewards from the public, just be a naughty fairy.
4.
Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty "Inscribed on the Small Stone of the Newly Designated Basongyuan"
The raindrops shattered the beads, and the moss grew purple and green.
Let’s look at Xiaosan Peak when we arrive at Guguan.
4. What are the poems describing stones?
Climb the Yuhuatai in Jinling and look at the river
Gao Qi
The river comes from thousands of mountains, and the mountains The power is exhausted and the river flows eastward.
Zhongshan Mountain is like a dragon rising to the west, trying to break through the huge waves and ride the long wind.
The country and the country are strong and do not give in to each other, and the physical victory competes to praise the world.
The Emperor of Qin has this golden sky, and his good fortune is still there.
Why am I so depressed? After drinking heavily, we walked to the south platform of the city.
Sitting there, I feel the vastness of eternity, far away from the desolate smoke and the setting sun.
The roar of the waves roars under the stone city. Who dares to cross the thousands of armed cavalry?
How auspicious it is that the yellow flag enters Luo, and the iron chain across the river is not solid.
In the first three kingdoms and the later six dynasties, the grass-grown palace was so shabby!
The hero took advantage of the current situation to separate his empire, and fought several bloody battles.
I was lucky enough to meet a sage who came to the southern country in my life. At the beginning of the chaos, things calmed down and I rested.
From now on, the four seas will always be our home, and there is no need to limit the Yangtze River to the north and the south.
Appreciation
This poem opens with an eye-catching start, directly showing a majestic and spectacular scene of a country competing for victory and a king's spirit. Then the two sentences "Why should I be so depressed? I walked up to the south platform of the city while drunk", which organically connects the beauty of Jinling and the nostalgia for the past. The poet took the stage and looked into the distance, thinking about the past thousands of years, galloping vertically and horizontally, and expressed his deep historical emotions. It is precisely because of his clear understanding of history that the poet praised Zhu Yuanzhang's contribution to unifying China and making the world his home in the last four sentences. The whole poem combines scenery, narrative and lyricism, and is full of momentum, giving people a hearty and hearty feeling.
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Jia Dao
Knowing that you have a place to return, it is difficult for the mountains and rivers to be unified.
When I went to Xiaoxiang, I didn’t hear the ape’s cry.
The cave leads to the bottom of Mao Ridge, and the tide is full of rocks to the west.
Independence gives rise to distant thoughts, and Qiuyuan is getting lower and lower.
Playing with the moon at the Sun Chu Restaurant in the west of Jinling City, singing and playing songs at dawn, getting drunk day and night
Li Bai
Yesterday, I played with the moon in the west city, and a jade hook hung from the blue sky. Jinling wine is sold in the morning, and Sunchu Tower is played and played.
Suddenly I remembered the embroiderer, taking a boat to go to the stone. The grass is wrapped in black gauze scarf, but it is covered with purple fur.
People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait clapped and laughed, thinking it was Wang Ziyou. There were dozens of drinkers, all drunk.
The tourists were joking about the waves and shouting at Aoyang Hou. When I met Wu Ji halfway, I rolled up the curtain and came out to tease her.
I remember you here, and I don’t know how to be arrogant or ashamed. As soon as I see you in January, I will return to my radius after three cups.
The boats and boats went hand in hand to the Nandu Bridge. Xingfa sings about green water, and Qin guests are shaken by it.
The rooster crows and calls to each other again, and the feast is in the sky. Give me hundreds of words, and each word is like a breeze.
On the tied clothes and fur, we recall each other’s long ballads.
Heavy Thoughts
Li Shangyin
The Yu Zhang Ya Banner has to go upstream, and the safety must be worried by the Lord.
Dou Rongbiao has come to Guanyou, and Tao Kanjun should pick up the stone.
There is no dragon worrying about losing water, let alone eagles and high autumn.
Howling day and night and showing a quiet presence, morning and evening the stars are off and the snow is falling.
Sending the Seventh Brother to Yangzhou to Shuaimu
Lu You
It was first reported that the beacon on the edge was shining on the stone, and I heard that Hu Ma gathered in Guazhou.
Who among you will listen to Chu’s advice? We have nothing to worry about.
The heavy snow hits the window and my heart breaks, and I shed tears when I look at the dangerous building.
Little did I know that Huainan Road today would be filled with flying flowers to see off passenger boats!
Stone City
Liu Yuxi
The motherland is surrounded by mountains, and the empty city is lonely in the tide.
In the old days on the east side of the Huai River, the moon came over the female wall late at night.
Nostalgia for the past in Xisai Mountain
Liu Yuxi
When Wang Jun landed in Yizhou by boat, the king of Jinling lost his spirit sadly.
Qianxun's iron lock sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag fell out of the stone.
Although the past has been forgotten several times in this life, Yamagata is still pillowed by the cold current.
From now on, the four seas are home, so the fortress is rustling and the reeds are rustling in autumn.
5. Collect poems describing stones
"Lotus Stone"
Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
One or two pieces of bluestone, three or four branches of white lotus .
Send me to Dongluo, my heart and things will follow each other.
The stone leans against the tree in front of the wind, and the lotus is planted in the pond under the moon.
I know the place of resettlement from a distance, and I predict it will happen. Rongshi.
How far you have come from leading the county, it is too late to return home.
Don’t say farewell thousands of miles away, but you have expectations at the end of the year.
"Looking at the Husband Stone"
Wang Jian of the Tang Dynasty
Looking at his husband, the river is long and long. He turned into stone and never looked back.
On the top of the mountain, it is windy and rainy every day, and the stone responds to the words when travelers return.
"Sun Qiqiao, the Friend of the Mountain"
Tangjia Island
At this time, the atmosphere is low and the Qinyuan can respond.
The crane seems to have nothing to do, and the wind blows and rains all over the mountain.
Pines grow on the blue rocks, and springs fall among the white clouds.
There are paths leading to the high tops, and the hearts are waiting for each other.
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"The Stone of Looking at My Husband"
Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
I look at my husband all day long and never come back, turning into a solitary stone in pain and longing for lovesickness.
Looking forward is already here It has been thousands of years, just like when I first looked at it.
"Each Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with a thing to get a quiet path stone"
Wang Wei of Tang Dynasty
Stone Dongxi Above, the cliff remains blocked by repairs.
After the rain, there is a mist of bluestone, and the moss is green at the end of the year.
It has never been changed, but today it is left for others.
"Looking" Husband's Stone"
Anshi, King of the Song Dynasty
No one is dating the cloud servant girl Yan Yan, and she will never come back once she goes to the horizon.
She is still like the girl at the foot of Jiuyi Mountain, Qianqiu A long look at Shun's clothes.
6. What are the ancient poems about stones?
"Qinhuai", "Homesickness by the River", "Farewell on the River in Late Spring", "Farewell to the Master of Yue" "Living in Jiangshan", "Remembering Farewell"
1. Qinhuai
Author: Zhou Yuru
Moling is nowhere to be seen, and the Li River is flowing forward.
Why not teach me to go down to the east and turn my heart to stone.
2. Homesickness by the River
Author: Zhou Yuru
Looking north is filled with sadness, but when I return I look down at the blue stream.
Although the beach flows into the South China Sea, Xiang also connects to the Baliu River.
The Tianque is like a bull fighting, and the Taicheng is a pillow.
Where the Nong family grew up, there is a lot of faith all year round.
3. Farewell on the river in late spring
Author: Zhao Jinyan
The sound of tide falling under the rocks, the farewell at the river pavilion makes people sad.
The poor weeping willow silk is thousands of feet long, but it will not be able to sail on the spring river.
4. Sending Master Yue to live in Jiangshan
Author: Zhang Yu
Luoluo Chenxing, an old man who was old and rare, worked hard to save the crisis.
Sometimes the stone road is slippery, and the clouds on the top of the mountain are deep and dreamless.
The sail leaves are blown by the wind and the white waves are blown, and the clothes are wet with snowflakes and dew.
Wherever the eight merits are discussed in water, there should be river birds sitting in their seats and flying.
5. Reminiscing about Farewell
Author: Zeng Qi
The family went to live together for two years, and Xiao Ran's luggage left Beijing again.
I still remember the stone city where the smoke and rain stopped after the cold food.
7. What are the ancient poems describing "stones"
Inscribed on the stone painting by Cao Xueqin
I love this punch of stone, exquisite and natural.
Tracing the origin to ancient times, when did it fall into the world?
If you have the ambition to return to perfection, you have no talent to mend the sky.
Don’t ask for rewards from the crowd, just be a naughty fairy.
Two Stones by Bai Juyi
Two pieces of blue stone, strange and ugly in shape.
It is useless for common use, and people of the time find it undesirable.
The knot starts from the embryonic hole and is obtained from the mouth of Dongting.
The eternal waterfront is in my hands.
Dancoo came to the county to wash away the dirt.
The holes are black with deep smoke marks and thick moss.
The old dragon is the foot, and the ancient sword is the head.
I suddenly suspect that things are rising and falling in the sky, which are not like those in the human world.
One can hold my harp, and the other can store my wine.
The cliff is several feet high, and the col is as large as a bucket.
The five strings are placed on the left, and the cup is placed on the right.
The wine bottles are not yet empty, but the jade mountains have been decaying for a long time.
Everyone has their own interests, and everyone seeks his or her counterpart.
I am gradually afraid of young people, and do not tolerate old people.
I turned around and asked Shuangshi if he could accompany me.
Although Shi can't speak, he promised me to be his three friends.
Wang Jian’s Stone Wang Jian
The place where you look at your husband is the long river. Turn into stone and never look back.
It was windy and rainy day by day, and the passers-by returned and said something to the stone.
Taihu Stone Bai Juyi
Looking at Lao Saga from afar, and seeing the strange Xinyin up close.
He is only eight or nine feet tall, and his power is as powerful as tens of thousands of people.
The Huayang Cave is embedded in the sky and overlaps Kuangshan Cen.
The immortal palms are far apart, but the sword gate is deep.
The shape and quality of the crown are ancient and modern, and the complexion is clear and cloudy.
Autumn has already begun to rustle, and the rain is about to begin.
The appearance of the sky is different, and the time and use are not the same.
Sharpening a knife is not as good as sharpening, and pounding silk is not as good as an anvil.
What is the master’s will is as important as ten thousand pieces of gold.
How could it be that the Creator alone knows my heart?
8. Poems about stones
The poems I wrote for stones. The golden mirror is silent and the flowing light is silent. The long branches of the red apricot stems are forked. The light clouds disperse and do not cover the moon. May the light fall on thousands of homes. The breeze kisses the leaves and goes away, and the setting sun is accompanied by the sunset. The golden autumn is still not awake in winter, and the red leaves are falling home. The white crane spreads its wings and dances, and its beautiful feathers stretch before the eyes. It is like the breeze that does not tire, and is naturally soft. There are layers of green bamboo and green water in the fairyland, and poets gather in the teahouse after leisure. The cool breeze blows through the window deliberately, and the kingfisher sings crisply beside the house. The peaks are like a fairyland with frequent traces of cranes, and the clouds are like fresh charm. There are ancient paintings in Zhangjiajie, and the infinite scenery is on the stone. Stay. There was a full moon tonight in ancient times, and I never stop admiring the moon and chanting it. It is the moon that gives infinite love, turning it into a bright and beautiful world. The lotus leaf is always used as an umbrella when the sun shines. I am attached to the corner of the field but not the mountain. I only hope that the grain will eventually be Companion, there are cheap insects making a delicious meal. Looking at it is like a waterfall, flowing down without hearing the sound. It is surprisingly quiet so close to you, because it is the intention of God's painting. The white clouds are like a child walking in the sky, and the holy mountain is like a mother's long thought. The child is gone. Don’t forget your mother’s concern, call her, don’t worry. The eternal poem is sung tonight, just waiting for the moon to rise above the willow branches. The full moon is generous, shining silver light into the night like day. There are white clouds in the sky, the sails of the boat are calm, and there are no dangerous shoals. Follow the Singing along the clear water, smiling at the morning sun and sending off the rays of rays. The two heroes compete in the sky, and the clouds are flying thousands of miles away. From a distance, the sky is a little far away, and from a close look, the river seems to be floating. Gentlemen grow in clusters in front of the court. Autumn is cool and summer is cool, and the summer is frost-resistant. Keep it alive for a lifetime. The breeze is bright, and the idle boy reports that he is safe. He bends both ends and plays with them as golden hooks. If he is a child again, the projectile can be lifted into the bow. Last night, we drank water from the Yangtze River. Now we are destined to go on a date. We are speechless but can be determined for life. We are together with smiles. Follow. The quiet night is silent, the moon is lonely, and the stars twinkle in the Milky Way. The moon blows away the clouds and clears the sky, calling the stars to accompany you. The master has not painted for a long time, and the ink left behind is a good horse. He has never heard the horse neighing, but he can walk hard. All over the world, Buddhists wear cassocks when they are enlightened, and the Dharma robes protect their body and mind with compassion. They hang beads on their hands and chant sutras, and they will always be a Zen person. The spring is full of warm water, and couples meet to travel together. The flowers are fragrant and colorful insects are flying all the way, and the mandarin ducks just turn around frequently. Summer is during the Dragon Boat Festival The mood was so strong that thousands of people flocked to both sides of the Jiajiang River. The boats in the water were like arrows flying, and the athletes fought hard for glory. As dusk receded, the moon became full, and the evening breeze brought bamboos to sway. The legs of the overpass crossed the ditch, and only two shadows were seen accompanying the water flow. The gentle breeze brings the catkins swaying, and the microwaves reflect the waist of the tree. The swallows pass through without leaving a sound, and the birds know the spring and sing songs. They are free under the water, rising and falling without leaving a trace. Sit and watch the fisher, with his heartbeat in his hands. Po Tu Bu Gao Sheng A few branches, knowing clearly that they are unknown flowers. I want to pick them off and give them to my friends, but I feel so pity that I can't do it. The gentle breeze in the wilderness ruffles my sleeves, and the thrushes in the distant mountains sing on the branches. The master's mind is refreshed while walking, and he recites witty words casually. The lotus leaves and lotus water are cool. , the shepherd boy played the pipa on the cow's spine. His clever fingers played the song "Missing Sister", which attracted pedestrians to stop. The water under Lianfeng Mountain was clear, and the fish in the water held their heads high in the sky. Don't be afraid of the old man fishing, just enjoy the boundless beauty of the scenery. The clear water shows the full moon. Sitting quietly on the shore, my heart is leisurely. I look up at the moon in the sky and miss the people in my hometown far away. I empty my mind of distracting thoughts and sit quietly in the tranquility. My mind is relaxed. If I don’t learn, the flowers will appear for a while, but if I practice hard for a long time, my hard work will be deep. The breeze is gentle and the mountains are quiet and clear. The clear spring water flows over the rocks. In the cool shade of the towering pines, there are wild flowers growing on their branches. The smell of coconut blows in the wind, and there are imprints on the sand when you step. Looking at the sky, the shadows of sails are thin, and you can hear the roar of the waves on the seaside. A few gentlemen are growing in front of the court, in the cool autumn. The summer is cool and cold frost is tolerant. Keep the breeze bright all your life, and the children who do not work will be safe. The green bamboo festivals live high, and the moist green leaves are stained with pearls. Tourists pass by the Guangming Festival, and the birds come to visit and sing. The Lijiang River and the mountains are painted with magical strokes. Boating on the beautiful Qingshui Lake. You can take in the scenery in the painting and want to take a boating trip across the river. The green bamboos are leaning against the Qingshui Pool, and the tourists still stay in front of the pavilion. Listening to the crisp flute, I admire the beauty of the south of the Yangtze River. The wind and clouds are rolling in the waves. The sound of green pines and cypresses enters the picture. A powerful song circles the mountain ridge, thousands of cranes and ten thousand herons dance together. The water reflects the sunset, and the scenery is slanted, and the wild geese are accompanied by red clouds in the evening. The reeds shake their white heads in the wind, and the boat sings and is returning home. A long journey The snowy sky shines silvery, and the hearts of the blossoming flowers sprout red stamens. Braving the cold and welcoming the spring breeze, you are glowing in the wilderness. The autumn wind blows the fallen leaves all over the ground, and the smoke from the huts rises upward. The sunset goes westward, and the sound of birds is the time to return. The fifteenth full moon is shining with silver light, and my thoughts of looking for the moon are flying far away. There is no moon anywhere in the world, but I am most homesick at this time. The stern of the wupeng boat is rocking the oar, and the mist on the river is misty in the distance. The Yu family hopes that the weather will be smooth and they will enjoy peace all year round. . They have flat beaks and long white feathers, and they paddle in the water with their palms happily. The loveless mandarin ducks form a pair, and they sing with their necks high and their voices are crisp. The branches are long and short, and they sprout spring buds. When the two birds meet, they sing and chatter. Today they meet and call each other brother and sister, and tomorrow they will love each other. Build a love nest. The vast sea is vast, and the red whale plays with the water with boundless power. The huge giant is stronger than the mosquito dragon, and the power is boundless and majestic. The mountains are like three brothers standing on the earth, not afraid of thunder and rain from God. The lightning is only as bright as the electric light, and it falls. Snow can be used to wear cotton clothes. The sun shines on the earth in the sky, and the rain and dew moisten the green leaves. The branches are dotted with evergreen trees, and the garden is full of spring. It is still cold at first and the morning dew is shining.
Catkins dance in the wind by the lake. The green sleeves of the clothes reveal the spring light, and the clear water reflects a picture. A lake with clear water connects to the sky, and the gentle breeze blows through the water. In the morning, cast the net to welcome the rising sun, and in the evening, the boat will be filled with fat fish. The cliff can hold up the sky, but the sky is only a few feet away. The cliff is so high that I am not afraid of it. I am so proud to bravely climb the height. Looking at the distant view and the close view, this scene is just like that scene. There are rows of reflections in front of the mountain, and the reflection under the trees is even more wonderful. ..