Poems about the ancient city of Beiting
1. Two poems about the rain after drinking Chu Qing on the lake. Secondly, Su Shi in Song Dynasty
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
if you want to compare the west lake to the west lake, it is always appropriate to make up lightly and heavily.
2. Remembering Jiangnan is good. Tang Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is old and familiar. When spring comes, the sun rises from the surface of the river, and the flowers on the river are brighter than red, the green river green more than blue grass. How can we call people not miss the south of the Yangtze river?
3. Send someone to visit Du Xunhe in Wutang.
When you meet in Gusu, people will try their best to sleep in the river.
There are few idle places in the ancient palace and many small bridges in the water port. (Water Harbor One Work: Water Lane)
The night market sells lotus root, and the spring boat carries Kirara.
I know from a distance that I haven't slept in the moon, and my homesickness is fishing songs.
4. Du Fu of Tang Dynasty in Longmen Town
The spring is light and ice, and the plank road is wet. Take the trouble to make this short-term scene urgent.
Shimen Snow Cloud Pass is a collection of peaks and valleys in ancient towns. The pole is miserable at dusk, and the feng shui is white and astringent.
Humatun has become a high-ranking person, so there is no point in preventing danger. You are far away from people, and you cry in the cold night.
5. Three poems about Tang Gaoshi
Bringing Qingyi Army into Juyong will take a long time, but the journey will be difficult. I don't know where to go, but I'm surprised at the guest's clothes list.
the sound of the cold spring is bitter, and the leaves of the trees are dry. Mo Yan is extremely closed, and the clouds and snow are still long.
at qingshankou, an ancient town, when the wind blows and the sun sets. Birds in the rocky mountains are just as late as ice and snow horses.
there's nothing you can do when you go out to the fortress, so you have to stay at home for a fixed period. Dongshan is full of pine and laurel, and returns to Jiemaozi.
Deng Deng drives his troops to ride, and he is too late to live. If you travel far today, it will be futile.
without the water, the peaks and clouds are * * * high. You can't be a white head, but you can't be a blue robe. 2. Poetry describing Zhaohua Ancient City
Zhaohua Ancient City is located in Zhaohua Town, Zhaohua District, Guangyuan City, Sichuan Province, with a long history and a rich collection of humanities. Formerly known as Yichang County, it was later changed to Zhaohua County. Located at the intersection of Bailong River, Jialing River and Qingjiang River, its Jialing River is full of water, and its water system is full of Tai Chi, which is known as the natural wonder of "Tai Chi is the best landscape in the world".
There are poems describing the ancient city of Zhaohua
1. Zhang Chuanshan's poem in the Qing Dynasty: "The two rivers still flow around the county, and the immortals in the Tang Dynasty have nothing to worry about. They only like to burn the imperial edict when drinking tea, so why not draw a boat with their waists tied?" Under the monument, farmers should shed tears, and mulberry women do not know how to worry. Xian Tong Jinshi Sun Qiao's pen often makes pedestrians pay attention to profits.
2. A Letter to Huang Longqing's Third Poem (Huang Tingjian)
Before the wind, the olive stars set, and at sunset, the sandalwood feather fan opened.
There are memories in Zhaomo Hall, and people are suddenly sent to clear their worries.
3.
Assistant Minister Wu Zihua makes the fox shine, and Sheren sighs for the last time that the white chrysanthemum has failed.
I was in pity for Xiang Xue, but suddenly I was surprised that the afterglow covered a clump.It's also like a witch whose face is slightly red after years of drinking.
4. Farewell to Kang Zhaoyuan, the prefect of Zhongzhou (Li Longji)
The end of the book is near the center, in memory of * * *. If there is no Tai Ge Ying, who will follow the good beauty?
it is in Houdian, and it is in Mingting. Swear to drink ice during the festival, and transfer people to guide water.
Jiasheng chi JIU Mu, Hui Hua Guang Qian Si. Time and rain are the sages of the past, and the fragrance runs through the previous history.
in your praise for Zhonghe, I will be your official.
5.
. The bailing police are forbidden, and the three mornings are raised.
the court is full of ceremony and music, and the banquet is full of teeth and tassels. Long live the longevity charm, and change the charm by 9%. 3. Poems describing the ancient frontier cities
Liangzhou Ci
(Tang) William Wang
luminous glass of grape wine,
If you want to drink pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield.
How many times have you fought in ancient times?
the song
[Tang] Lu Lun
(1)
the woods are black and a wind assails the grasses, yet the general tries night archery.
and next morning he finds his white-plumed arrow, pointed deep in the hard rock.
(2)
high in the faint moonlight, wildgeese are soaring, tartar chieftains are fleeing through the dark.
and we chase them, with horses lightly burdened, and a burden of snow on our bows and our swords.
west Gansu
(Tang dynasty) Wang Wei
walked ten miles.
one whip in five miles.
all protect the army.
Xiongnu surrounded Jiuquan.
it's snowing in guanshan.
there is no smoke in the beacon.
Send Yuan Er's envoy Anxi
(Tang) Wang Wei
The spring rain in Weicheng is light and dusty,
The guest house is green and the willow color is new.
I advise you to have a glass of wine.
There is no reason to go to Yangguan in the west.
Join the army
Wang Changling
Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,
Lonely city overlooking Yumenguan.
Yellow sand wears golden armor in many battles,
If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it.
Yingzhou Song
Young people in Yingzhou are tired of Yuan Ye, and fox, fur and velvet hunt at the gates.
drinking for thousands of minutes is not intoxicating, and Hu er can ride a horse at the age of ten.
Yan Gexing
the northeastern border of China was dark with smoke and dust, to repel the savage invaders, our generals, leaving their families.
strode forth together, looking as heroes should look, and having received from the Emperor his most gracious favour.
from the golden cutting drum to Yuguan, they circled the Stone Tablet with a line of waving flags.
till their captains over the Sea of Sand were twanging feathered orders, the Tartar chieftain's hunting-fires glimmered along Wolf Mountain.
On the extreme edge of mountain depression, but soon the barbarians' horses were plunging through wind and rain.
The soldiers lived and died in the first half, and still at the camp beautiful girls dance for them and sing.
West Gansu
(Tang Dynasty) Chen Tao
vowed to sweep away the Huns regardless of his body,
5, mink brocade mourned Hu Chen.
Poor bones beside the river,
I'm still living in a boudoir.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. Wang Wei's
and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky. Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, as if the pear trees blooming. Snow flakes fall into the curtain, wet the curtain, fur wear not warm Jinbei is also too thin. The general was Hand guard with cold hands, and the iron - clad steel was so cold that it was hard to wear. The desert iced over thousand feet and there was a crack, and the sky filled with gloom and gloom. Cen Can's "a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home"
has a strange scenery in Qiu Lai, and Hengyang geese go unnoticed, and all sides are ringing. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke and the sunset are closed. Fan Zhongyan's Fisherman's Pride
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and the lonely city is covered with Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the sad willow song to complain about the spring delay, the old Yumen pass, a spring breeze is not blowing ah! Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci
The desert sand is like snow, the Yanshan moon is like a hook, and Li He's Horse
There are dark snow-capped mountains in Qinghai, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. Wang Changling's
Join the Army
Liangzhou Qu Author: William Wang 4. Poems describing the ancient city of frontier fortressCen Can, on meeting a messenger to the capital
The road to the east of the old garden is long, and the double-sleeved dragon bell cries.
I'll meet you immediately without paper and pen, and I'll report my peace with your message.
a Song of Running-horse River in Farewell to General Feng of the Western Expedition
Have you seen it? Walking along the snowy beach,
and sand, up from the desert, flies yellow into heaven. This Ninth-month night is blowing cold at Wheel Tower,
and valleys, fill with the broken boulders like peck measures, that downward, headlong, follow the wind.
in spite of grey grasses, Tartar horses are plump, west of the Hill of Gold, smoke and dust gather and
o General of the Chinese troops, start your campaign!. Keep your iron armour on all night long,
send your soldiers forward with a clattering of weapons!, while the sharp wind's point cuts the face like a knife.
and snowy sweat steams on the horses' backs, five flowers with money spinning into ice,
your challenge from camp, from an inkstand of ice. Has chilled the barbarian chieftain's heart,
you will have no more need of an actual battle!, we await the news of victory, here at the western pass!.
a Song of White Snow in Farewell to Field-Clerk Wu Going Home
the north wind rolls the white grasses and breaks them, and the Eighth-month snow across the Tartar sky.
is like a spring gale, come up in the night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
it enters the pearl blinds, it wets the silk curtains, a fur coat feels cold, a cotton mat flimsy.
bows become rigid, can hardly be drawn, everyone is cold in his armor.
the sand-sea deepens with fathomless ice, the gloom is bleak and Wan Li is condensed.
but we drink to our guest bound home from camp, and play him barbarian lutes, guitars, harps.
till at dusk, when the drifts are crushing our tents, and our frozen red flags cannot flutter in the wind.
we watch him through Wheel-Tower Gate going eastward, into the snow-mounds of Heaven-Peak Road.
and then he disappears at the turn of the pass, leaving behind him only hoof-prints.
to vice-prefects li and wang degraded and transferred to xiazhong and changsha
Gao Shi
what are you thinking as we part from one another, pulling in our horses for the stirrup-cups?.
do these tear-streaks mean Wu Valley monkeys all weeping, or wildgeese returning with news from Heng Mountain?.
on the river between green maples an autumn sail grows dim, there are only a few old trees by the wall of the White God City.
but the year is bound to freshen us with a dew of heavenly favour, take heart, we shall soon be together again!.
Liangzhou Ci
(Tang) William Wang
Luminous glass of grape wine,
If you want to drink the pipa, you should be urged immediately.
You don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield.
How many times have you fought in ancient times?
Guan Shanyue
Li Bai
the bright moon lifts from the Mountain of Heaven, in an infinite haze of cloud and sea.
and the wind, that has come a thousand miles, beats at the Jade Pass battlements.
china marches its men down Baideng Road, while Tartar troops peer across blue waters of the bay.
and since not one battle famous in history sent all its fighters back again.
Garrison the border town, and think of home, with wistful eyes.
and of those tonight in the upper chambers, who toss and sigh and cannot rest.
Six songs under the plug (choose one)
Li Bai
It snows in Tianshan Mountain in May, with no flowers but cold.
I smell the willow in the flute, but I haven't seen the spring scenery.
follow the golden drum at dawn and hug the jade saddle at night.
I'm willing to cut Loulan with my sword at my waist.
Looking at the Jimen
Zuyong
Looking at the Yantai, the guests are frightened, and the drums are loud and the Han will camp.
in an endless cold light of massive snow, tall flags on three borders rise up like a dawn.
Hu Yue and mountain-clouds like chairmen bear the Great Wall from the sea are even on the battlefield.
though no youthful clerk meant to be a great general I throw aside my writing-brush, like the student who tossed off cap for a lariat I challenge what may come. 5. What are the poems about Shangyong in the ancient city?
Zhang has a few poems about Shangyong ...
Shangyong (Song Zhang)
Heaven will be confined to the Central Plains, and beasts will be wild. Crossbars and bridges are used to cross the water, and Mao Ruhuo is used to burn mountains.
Looking for witches and asking questions to see the meaning of turtles, harvesting grain with ears to overcome the difficulties of the new year. If you are not a desperate couple, you will still be able to return to the east when you are clear.
Jian Yan, Geng Xu, defeated soldiers, made it difficult for Han people to eat cold food, and turned to light. Worship, sweep, chase, admire and cry because it became one of the two poems (Song Zhang)
There are no flowers in the cold food, and the trees are green and budding. Today, I am sad about Jiuyuan Road, and I want to have no chickens and dogs to crow.
in the mountains, the grass on the moonlit night is fragrant and intense, just like the feeling of visiting the deer gate in the past years, and it is a poem (Song Zhangkui)
When the moon is light and the clouds begin to merge, the mountains and trees are clear. The dew is fragrant, and the grass is unknown.
I've been thinking about being invisible, and I'm thinking about going to the deer gate again. The years have passed, and the north and the south are different.
I cherish my past thoughts, but I don't feel my feelings. Remembering the homeland and the moon, the mountains and rivers are bright.
The flowers are scattered by the wind, and the streams flow through Shi Ping. At that time, I swam to the ground, and who went through it again.
guests scratch, and the night is invisible. Xiao's scattered trust is appropriate, and he is only full of grief and indignation today.
sui su (song Zhang kui)
the world abandoned Lu Shi in chaos, eating bitter and poor in the middle. Set the field on Yongshan Mountain, slightly adjacent to the agricultural mu.
there is no geometry in the income of the year. Fortunately, the old farmer guided me, sowing and planting should be self-diligent.
in the morning, we have food, and we cut trees along the Xijiang River. Shetian went last autumn and stored millet this spring.
the fat is half a hundred mu, and the good seedlings are born evenly. The children of the supervision class are troublesome to the people of Li.
I hope to be satisfied, but I dare to be miserable. And at this age, I will take a bow and kiss myself.
the outstanding fees are concerned but deeply concerned. Going home and studying, I am ashamed of being a hundred years old. 6. Ask for a poem about a thousand-year-old city
A thousand-year-old city (prose poem)/Lv Heyi
I met you where I didn't meet you.
about a thousand years ago.
how did you get through this Millennium? I don't know.
after a thousand years, I met you in reincarnation.
your bronzed skin, like my bronzed thoughts, is a thousand years.
You were my lover a thousand years ago, and you will never get old.
after a thousand years, when I met you, there was no verbal communication, only the fusion of eyes and the tacit communication of hearts.
I can't imagine what it will be like if blood and water are mixed and exchanged after thousands of years.
I can't imagine what it will taste like when the tears and blood are mixed and exchanged after thousands of years.
a thousand-year-old city, my thousand-year-old lover. 7. What are the poems about "Jingzhou Ancient City"
1. Jingzhou Song
Tang Dynasty: Li Bai
The foot disturbance in Baidi City, who dared to cross Qutang in May?
When the wheat in Jingzhou is ripe, it becomes a moth.
I'm sorry to call Gu Fei Ming.
translation:
The river near Baidi City is full of stormy waves caused by strong winds.
Who dares to sail across Qutang Gorge in May?
During the wheat season in Jingzhou, moths have emerged from cocoons, and silkworm rearing has been completed. Every family is cooking and reeling cocoons.
I miss you while reeling. I miss you more than a messy thread.
When cuckoo cries, I miss you even more. What can I do?
2. Give someone back to Jingzhou
Tang Dynasty: Huangfu Zeng
The grass color followed the horses and went out of the Qin Dynasty.
Water spreads clouds and dreams, and mountains connect Dongting Spring.
the sail shadow is connected with the Three Gorges, and the ape sounds are close to the neighbors.
once qingmen broke up, it was hard to see duling people.
Translation:
You ride a Qingqi horse, along a grassy path, starting from the Qin land and going all the way away.
The flowing water in front of us is like the morning glow of a cloud and a dream, and the mountains and rivers beside us are like the spring scenery of Dongting Lake.
Your boat seems to have reached the Three Gorges, and you are surrounded by mournful ape cries from all sides.
alas, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to see me again when you leave!
3. Send a message to Prime Minister Zhang of Jingzhou
Tang Dynasty: What did Wang Wei
think? He looked down at Jingmen.
there is no acquaintance in the world, and I think about the old gratitude all my life.
Fang Jiang will cooperate with the agricultural nursery and plant the old hill garden.
I've seen all the geese flying in the south, so why send a message?
Translation:
Where is the person I miss? The mountains are stacked, and you can only look at Jingzhou in the distance.
I am full of talents, but no one in the world appreciates me. Without your promotion as Prime Minister Zhang, I'm afraid I would still be unknown. I will never forget your kindness in meeting him.
You have suffered misfortune and been demoted to Jingzhou. I will follow you and quit this dirty officialdom. Retire to the countryside.
geese flying south, you are flying high, but how can you spread my thoughts to my old friend in Jingzhou?
4. Mourning (II)
Song Dynasty: Lu You
Jingzhou was in early October, and it was plum spring, and I was really the same as getting off the Sakamoto wheel.
there is no need for a poor and strong man in heaven and earth.
Drank the evening in the pavilion, and make a generous sad song.
If you want to hang zhanghua, there's no question. The ghost town frost makes Hazelnut wet.
Translation:
October in Jingzhou is a small spring climate with early plum blossoms. The past Shuiyue is like a downhill wheel, and it will never return. There is always a day, and there has never been a heart that leads to poverty and hardship for a strong man; Since ancient times, due to human errors, many loyal ministers and scholars like Qu Yuan have left their homes and been exiled in rivers and lakes.
at dusk in Changting