A famous long poem

Famous long poems: Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream, Song of Eternal Sorrow, Song of Autumn Wind Breaking the Cottage, Here comes the Wine, and Song of Peach Blossom Temple.

1, Dream of Mount Tianmu-Li Bai

A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible.

But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible.

On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China.

The roof is 18000 feet, and at this point, it begins to turn southeast.

My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight.

The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.

Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves.

I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.

Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space.

Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended.

Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains.

Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.

God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. Cave stone gate, drain in tiankeng.

An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon light up the gold and silver terrace.

Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.

With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows.

I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow. My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived.

This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.

So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me raise a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan.

Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!

It is really difficult for overseas tourists to find a smoke wave when they talk about Yingzhou. Vietnamese people talk about Tianmu Mountain, which can sometimes be seen in the fog. Tianmu Mountain seems to be connected with the sky, blocking the sky. The mountain is higher than the five mountains, covering Chicheng Mountain. Although Tiantai Mountain is 48,000 feet high, it seems to lean to the southeast and bow down. I sleepwalked to wuyue as the Vietnamese said, and one night I flew over Jinghu Lake under the bright moon.

The moonlight on Jinghu Lake shines on my shadow, always accompanying me to Tongxi. The place where Xie Lingyun lives is still there today. The clear lake is rippling and apes are singing. Wearing Xie Gong's special wooden shoes on his feet, he climbed the mountain road and went straight into the sky. Halfway up the mountain, I saw the sun rising from the sea, and the crow of pheasants came from the air. Numerous rocks overlap, the road twists and turns, and the direction is uncertain. I am obsessed with flowers and walk on stones, and I don't feel that it is getting late.

Bears are growling, dragons are ringing, springs in rocks are shaking, making forests tremble and mountain peaks tremble. The clouds are dark, as if it's going to rain, and the water waves fluctuate and raise smoke. Lightning and thunder, the mountain seems to have collapsed. The stone gate of Xianfu opened from the middle and gave a loud cry. The blue sky in the cave is boundless and there is no end in sight. The sun and the moon shine on the palace made of gold and silver. Dressed in rainbows, riding the wind like a horse, the immortals in the clouds descended to earth one after another.

Tigers play the piano, birds drive, and immortals flock. Suddenly, my soul was disturbed, and I woke up with a start and couldn't help sighing. When I woke up, there was only a pillow mat around me. The smoke and clouds I just saw in my dream were gone. The joy of the world is like a dreamland. Since ancient times, everything has gone forever.

Say goodbye to friends and go to Donglu. What time are you coming back? For the time being, put the white deer between the green cliffs, and when you want to travel far, ride it to visit famous mountains. How can I grovel for the powerful, so that I can't have a comfortable smile!

2. Excerpt from Song of Eternal Sorrow-Bai Juyi

The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her.

However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. 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.

It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride.

On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing.

The emperor of the Tang dynasty longed for beautiful women, and he ascended the throne for many years, but he never got what he wanted. Yang's daughter grew up in a boudoir and was unknown at first. God created beauty, and she was finally elected to the court of the Ming emperor. Looking back, she smiled, with all kinds of amorous feelings, and her appearance overwhelmed the concubines in the palace. In early spring, Ming Taizu sent her to Huaqing Pool to take a bath, and the hot spring water caressed her jade-like skin.

The maid held her delicate body, which was a prelude to the king's favor. The hair is lined with beauty, and the pearls are in perfect harmony, enjoying the joy of spring night in the embroidered account. The daughter of Spring Night is really anxious, and Ming Di, a gentle town, is reluctant to leave.

3. The Hut was Blown by Autumn Wind-Du Fu

In August and autumn, the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs. Hair flew over the river and sprinkled on the periphery of the river. The highest one hangs a long forest tip, and the lower one floats to Shentang 'ao.

The children in Nancun bully me. I can stand being a thief. I openly carried Mao into the bamboo forest, and my lips were so dry that I couldn't breathe. When I came back, I sighed on crutches.

In an instant, the wind will set the color of the clouds and ink, and the autumn will be bleak and dark. This cloth has been as cold as iron for many years, and Joule has been lying down and cracking. There is no dry place in the bedside table, and the feet are numb with rain. How can you get wet all night since you are in a mess and don't get enough sleep!

There are tens of millions of luxury houses in Ande, which greatly protect the poor in the world, with a spring breeze and a mountain of wind and rain. Oh! When I suddenly see this house in front of me, I will freeze to death alone!

In late August and autumn, the wind roared and swept away several layers of thatch on my roof. The thatched grass flew across Huanhuaxi and scattered on the other side of the river. The high-flying thatch is wrapped around the high treetops, and the low-flying thatch floats and sinks into ponds and depressions. A group of children in Nancun bullied me, so they had the heart to be "thieves" to grab things face to face and run into the bamboo forest with thatch in their arms.

I'm thirsty and I can't stop drinking. When I came back, I sighed alone on crutches. After a while, the wind stopped and the dark clouds in the sky were as black as ink. In late autumn, the sky becomes dark and foggy. This cloth has been covered for many years, cold and hard, like an iron plate; The child's sleeping posture is not good and the quilt is torn. When it rains, the roof leaks, and there is no dry place at home. The rain on the roof keeps leaking down like hemp thread.

Since the Anshi Rebellion, I haven't slept much, and the nights are long, and the house leaks even when it rains. How can I stay until dawn? How can we get thousands of spacious and tall houses, generally shelter the poor people in the world and make them smile, while the houses are unmoved in the wind and rain, as stable as Mount Tai? Alas! When will such a towering house appear in front of me? At that time, even if my hut is blown down by the autumn wind, I will willingly freeze to death myself!

4, "Will Into the Wine"-Li Bai

How the water of the Yellow River flows out of heaven and into the ocean, which is gone forever.

Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night.

Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .

Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again.

Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.

Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.

What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.

Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.

Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand gold coins at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said one-liners

Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .

Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.

You can see the Yellow River water falling from the sky and the waves rolling straight to the sea, never to return. You can see white hair in the mirror of the Tang Dynasty, moss in the morning and snowflakes at night. When you are proud of your life, you should enjoy yourself, and don't let the golden cup be empty to the bright moon. God has made me useful, and even if I run out of all my gold, I will get it again. Let's enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle, and don't drink too many cups at once.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, drink quickly and don't stop. I want to sing a song for all my friends here. Please listen carefully. It is not uncommon for Chinese music food to be so rich. I'd rather get drunk than stay awake forever. Sages and benevolent people have been silent since ancient times, and only those who are good at drinking leave a good reputation. At that time, Wang Chen and Cao Zhi feasted, and a barrel of fine wine was worth ten thousand yuan, so they drank as much as they could.

Master, why do you say there is not much money? Just bring me wine to drink with my friends. Whether it's expensive or fox grass, let the waiter change all into wine and drink it with you to melt this eternal sadness.

5. Peach Blossom Temple Song-Tang Yin

Taohuawu Taohuaan, Taohuaan Taohuaxian.

Peach Fairy nurtures peach trees and breaks flower branches for drinking.

When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you will sleep.

Before and after the flowers, day after day, drunk every year.

I don't want to bow in front of horses and chariots, but I want to die of old age.

Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.

If wealth is better than poverty, one is underground and the other is in heaven.

If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.

I can't see through the world laughing at me.

I remember the tombs of the five great heroes. There was no wine and no flowers to plow the fields.

There is a Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, and there is a peach fairy in the Peach Blossom Temple. Peach Fairy planted many peach trees, and he picked them to exchange drinks. Sit quietly in the flowers when you wake up, and sleep under the flowers when you are drunk. Half awake and half drunk, day after day, year after year. I just want to die of old age in the peach blossom wine room, and I don't want to bow before the horses and chariots of dignitaries.

Flow is the interest of nobles, and wine glasses and flowers are the fate and hobbies of poor people like me. If you compare the wealth of others with my poverty, one is in the sky and the other is in the ground. If I compare my poverty to the horses and chariots of the powerful, they work for the powerful, but I get the pleasure of leisure. Others laugh at me for being too coquettish, but I laugh at others for not seeing through the world. You haven't seen those rich families once brilliant, but now you can't see their graves, just for farmland.