Su Dongpo's transcendental and broad-minded poems

Su Dongpo's poem about open-mindedness is 1 Su Shi's poems are optimistic and open-minded

Su Shi's optimistic poems in Song Dynasty are as follows:

1, where life is like, it should be like walking through the snow in Hong Fei. -"Nostalgia for the Past" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Life is alive, coming and going, leaving some traces carelessly. What do you think it looks like? I feel really like a swan flying around and accidentally landing in the snow somewhere.

2, the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are rainy. (Meng Tong: Meng) —— Two Poems on Drinking Rain in Chuqing Lake (Part Two) Song: Su Shi

In the bright sunshine, the water in the West Lake is sparkling and beautiful. On rainy days, under the cover of rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are foggy, and if there is anything, it is wonderful.

3, the old man talks about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding the sky on the right, wearing a golden hat, and riding a thousand rolls. -"Jiangchengzi Mizhou Hunting" Song Dynasty: Su Shi

Let me express the arrogance of young people, holding the yellow dog in the left hand and the goshawk in the right hand. The accompanying soldiers, wearing colorful hats and clothes made of mink, led thousands of followers to ride through the flat hills.

4. Life is like a dream, and there is a statue on the moon. Life is a work: the world; Zuntong: Zun) —— Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia Song: Su Shi

Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay homage to the bright moon on the river.

5, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. This matter is old and difficult. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. (One Work in Long Direction: Deviation) —— Song Dynasty: Su Shi

People have changes in joys and sorrows, and the moon has changes from cloudy to sunny, which is difficult to be comprehensive from ancient times to now. I only hope that all the relatives in this world can be safe and healthy, and even if they are thousands of miles apart, they can enjoy this beautiful moonlight.

2. What are Su Shi's open-minded poems?

Despite the thunder and lightning, my heart is still there.

I don't hate the narrow escape in the south. I have traveled all my life.

From a constant point of view, then things are infinite to me, so why envy them? "

"Look back at that desolate place and go home.

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Why not sing and walk slowly? (Calm down the storm)

In the dead of night, calm, dying, the ship died, and Jianghai spent the rest of his life. Linjiangxian

I don't hate the narrow escape in the south. I spent the rest of my life traveling. "This is Su Shi.

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The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. (

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There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea! (

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People have joys and sorrows,

This matter is ancient and difficult to complete. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. (

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"The old man talks about juvenile madness, pulling yellow on the left, holding a warehouse on the right, wearing a golden hat, riding a thousand troops to roll Hiraoka", refer to the link.

3. A few poems that show Su Shi's broad mind.

Nian Nujiao's "Red Cliff" is nostalgic for "The River of No Return", and the waves are exhausted, becoming a romantic figure through the ages.

To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.

The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time.

Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.

The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon. When will there be a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time, and thousands of miles will be full of rivers and grapes will be dark blue. Or bring your own, sea of clouds and waves, Jinjiang spring scenery.

You are a legacy of Nanshan, and I am homesick for foreigners. Are you heartless about this room and the scenery? Speak diligently.

Biography of Jiang Biao, stop reading. Crazy Chu Shi, what a pity.

The empty continent is desolate for parrots and reeds. Don't just laugh at the literati fighting the bottom, Cao Gong and Huang Zu are erratic.

May you give immortal poems and chase the yellow crane. I like his Pre-Red Cliff Fu and Post-Red Cliff Fu best.

4. Su Shi's optimistic poems,

Despite the thunder and lightning, my heart still doesn't hate. My life is wonderful, Crossing the Sea on the Night of June 20th. If I regard it as the same, things and I will be endless, but what can I envy? "Red Cliff Fu" "Looking back at the bleak place, there is no wind, no rain and no sunny." Ding Storm doesn't listen to the sound of leaves beating in the Woods, so why not sing slowly? (Ding Storm) In the middle of the night, it was calm and flowing, so the ship died and stayed in the river for the rest of my life. I don't hate Lin Jiangxian's narrow escape, so my life is wonderful .. ("butterfly lovers") People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of ups and downs, which is an old and difficult thing. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. (Shuidiao) "Jiangchengzi Mizhou Dedication" "The old lady talks about teenagers, holding the yellow position on the left, holding the warehouse on the right, wearing a golden hat and riding a thousand volumes",

5. A few poems that show Su Shi's broad mind.

Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia

The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old base, humanity is the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.

In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, a statue is still on the moon.

Prelude to water melody

When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world.

The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.

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Jianghan comes from the west, and the tall buildings are deep grapes. Or bring your own, sea of clouds and waves, Jinjiang spring scenery. You are a legacy of Nanshan, and I am homesick for foreigners. Are you heartless about this room and the scenery? Speak diligently.

Biography of Jiang Biao, stop reading. Crazy Chu Shi, what a pity. The empty continent is desolate for parrots and reeds. Don't just laugh at the literati fighting the bottom, Cao Gong and Huang Zu are erratic. May you give immortal poems and chase the yellow crane.

I like his pre-Red Cliff Fu and post-Red Cliff Fu best.