Antique poems about painting

1. An archaic sentence to describe a good painting

Square-dried Shimen Waterfall

Rushing and pouring gargle also spray moss, which comes with metamization. Long pieces of hanging rock are as light as practicing, and the sound is swallowed by thunder far away from the cave. The air contains pines, laurels and thousands of branches, and clouds and clouds are painted together. The milky way is scattered all the time, and the broken drops are splashed on the roof.

Jiao Ran Yong Xiao Waterfall

If you don't hear about it, you will know that I am heartbroken.

Caosong Tiantai Waterfall

Wan Ren is named Yunshui Waterfall, which looks like a woven rooftop from a distance. Don't worry that the treasure ruler is difficult to measure, and you are afraid that the golden knife will be cut easily. Spray it on the forest tip to make a Xia Xue, and pour it on the stone as a spring thunder. If you want to know, it is the water of the Milky Way, but the fallen people will return.

Looking at Lushan Waterfall Spring at the mouth of Zhang Jiuling Lake < > Heavy clouds are scattered. The sunshine is like a rainbow, and the sky is clear and the wind and rain are heard. The Lingshan Mountain is full of beautiful colors and empty water.

Li Bai's topic about Shuzhou Sikong Mountain Waterfall

The cliff is like a melon, and the blue light breaks the cliff green. Tianhe comes from it, and the white clouds rise to the valley. The jade case is written in red, which is unreadable to the world. Photographed at Lingzhou. Or you can't forget in this life, the night rain in Qinhuai River entangles water droplets, and who plays the flute is the love owed to you in the previous life, which turns into the memory of this life. The lights in Jinling City are bleak and autumn, and the moss is changed for frost and rain.

Grind and smooth ink, fully display the Xuan paper, make a paper fan with black silk scarf, talk with Kan Kan, brush a little ink, jump flowers on the paper, paint a pale ink, dye a paper with piety, and dye a spring of tears.

the broken handwriting is thin, so where does the silk run out of ink? The yellow font of the paper is still clear, and the wrinkle of the paper can still be seen in the light of the day. People have gone with the wind

rain or buried with the rain, and the love has faded away with people or passed away at any time. Let's sigh and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever and has come and gone before I knew.

Little drops of ink and rain scattered in the snow, and Chu Xiao's makeup appeared on the paper, which became more and more intense. Originally, it was a piece of clear water and love history, splashing ink and writing love poems, quietly talking about the situation, loading mud, people entering boundless love, lotus with charm, people stained with ink, and writing countless chapters, but still expressing tenderness like water! 2. I've been writing for you all my life to draw your similar antique sentence

The vast land is broken with one sword, and where is the prosperity? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even though others laugh at me.

Let him be clear in everything, and laugh for you.

Send a song to Jun, regardless of the reunion at the end of the song.

who scattered the smoke, scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

listen to the string and break the three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, oblivion, once the wind ripples. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

there are trees on the mountain, but there are branches on the tree. I'm glad to see you, but I don't know.

whoever forgets each other forgets first, and dumping the country is the old country. I refused to play, and the shadows were amazing.

In the past, there were high-rise buildings that sang songs at night, and there were dancing sleeves on them.

I'll be alone with you when all the flowers and buds are gone.

once a young woman dies in spring, it's hard to know whether the flowers fall or the people die.

The still water is deep, and Cang Sheng sings; Three lives are sunny and round, and once you are sad and happy.

lights and stars, voices and songs are endless.

as beautiful as a flower, it's like a fleeting time. You can go back to the past, but you can't go back to the beginning.

the moon is covered with dark clouds, and there are no people left. I can't tell you how lonely I am.

It's the wind, the rain and the night when I leave you this time. You smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

it's hard not to get old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

it seems that this star was not last night, for whom the wind and dew stood in the middle of the night.

ten years of life and death are two boundless days. I don't think about it, but I'll never forget it. I'm lonely in my grave, and there's nowhere to talk about it.

butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

finally, the whole world was covered by the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

the mountains and rivers hand in hand and smile for you

a few sighs of sorrow and joy for generations

it's ridiculous that my life is up to me.

after a fleeting time

dreaming back to the waterside

watching the fireworks blossom into a full moon.

The fog cleared and I woke up. I finally saw the truth. It was Qian Fan's silence.

at the two ends of life, we stand on the shore of each other.

We are bound together like water, and we are burdened with the world, just for one sentence, waiting for the next meeting.

Look at the sun and moon that day; it's silent. Green mountains and rivers, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you have never left and never changed.

that's it, mountains and rivers will never meet again.

if you don't look back, why not forget.

since there is no chance, there is no need to take an oath.

all kinds of things today are like water without trace.

you are a stranger tomorrow.

If your heart is moving, you can't help feeling far away. Things are neither human nor human. Everything is not right. You can't catch up with the past.

Maybe it's the marriage in a previous life

Maybe it's the fate in the next life

Wrong meeting in this life

Only adding a fruitless feud.

always born in a casual year. Looking back on the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is long. 3. What are the two words about the beautiful ancient style of painting?

The two words about the beautiful ancient style of painting are: splash ink, Dan Qing, Shan Dai, letter pen 1. Splash ink is a painting method of Chinese painting, which splashes ink on paper or silk.

if the ink is spilled, the picture is bold and unrestrained. It is also a metaphor for the dark black of weather or scenery.

2. Danqing Dā n q Ο ng, Dan refers to cinnabar, and Qingqing refers to green pheasant (sound "Huo"), which are two kinds of minerals that can be used as pigments. Because in ancient China, scarlet and cyan were commonly used in painting.

Dan Qing became a synonym for painting art. For example, The Biography of Hanshu Su Wu: "It is contained in bamboo and silk and painted by Dan Qing.

The ancients called painters painters painters painters, excellent painters painters painters painters, and folk painters painters painters painters painters painters. Danqing lasts longer than plant pigments and is not easy to fade, so it is often used to describe faithfulness: Danqing will never change.

3. Shandai shān dài explains the lush mountain colors. Jin Cai Songnian's poem "Partridge Sky" says: "The mountains and mountains are far away, the moon wavelength, and the twilight clouds and autumn shadows are dipped in Xiaoxiang.

"Ming Shen Zhou's poem" Crossing the Lake "reads:" The trees are far away, and they are like empty plants. Sparse prescription Miao ran, Shandai an eyebrow plug.

"Qing Yan Changming's poem" Going to Huashan from Fushui Post Road the day before the Ninth Festival "reads:" After eating enough, I will meet Shandai at last. "4. The letter pen XIN B ǐ refers to writing casually and carelessly.

Wen Xin, etc. by Xia Mianzun: "This is different from being unrestrained and writing indiscriminately." . 4. Ancient poems about painting

and twenty poems inspired by Mr. Zheyang

Author: Liu Fu Dynasty: Song

silently observed the sacred book of Xi, and was born with Fu Kun. Wonderful painting tools, Senlihe graphic. Cosmic swimming business, the sun and the moon brown words rush. Take advantage of the endless, anti-poverty. Through the fame and fortune, along this moral door. Hard work is not precise, how can it be repeated frequently?

topic: A blue pavilion under the sea clouds

Author: Pu Shoubi Dynasty: Song

lean on the fence with a clear mind, and ten thousand faces are polished with copper. If you want to paint, you can't make excuses. The mountains are far and near, and the water is west and east day and night. I don't know who will, but the gull catches the Weng alone.

painting water wall in Haihui Temple

Author: Shi Dekui Dynasty: Song

Poetry: Have you noticed that once upon a time, people painted a water on ten days, and the caves were rubbed up at will? If it weren't for the chest swallowing the rivers and lakes, it would be a wave of peace. I came to Xiao Temple to see the wonders, and there was a faint dragon in the wall. At first, I suspected that I was riding the wind to control the weak water, and suddenly I sat in Penglai Palace. It is also suspected that autumn water overflowed last August, and the evil wind hit the corridor and it was wet. Who knows that the painter is clever, and Dong Yu is still ashamed to die. This water is not a painting, one water is the same as the other. Sitting on this all day, although future generations can't draw. How can it be that Piling has a strict wall, and Haihui North Corridor is the first?

Zeng Deli, Mo Mei, Zhu Zhuzhuan, and Li Zhuzhuan are all fine years old, but they are not as good as Mo Mei.

Author: Zeng Feng Dynasty: Song

Poems: The northern branch is stubborn and heartless, and the southern branch is alert as a god. Fang Dangqun had an urgent home to return to, but suddenly he was too lazy to steal the spring. Painting is clear and refined, and a little bit of cleverness attracts others. It's similar to Huan Tian where I live. Zhou Yimin shines on the water by the stream, and he is a poet in Jin Dynasty under the eaves. The chest is still full of ink, and the pen end is more realistic. The South Gold newspaper is still lightly discussed, and Zhao Bi is not disgusted. Only now, with the spread of my family in the south, I draw a picture of the mountain.

Wang Cuiyan writes poems about bamboo

Author: Zhao Mengjian Dynasty: Song

Poems: Ancient paintings are amorphous, and the shapes with them are realistic. Secondly, the ancestors had a teacher's rope, such as Yin Yinni following his predecessors. It is still doubtful that the house will be rebuilt under the house, and it is enough to participate in new ideas. Hundreds of years have passed since the Jin and Wei Dynasties, and whoever offers a broken string will solve it. Besides, Gao Li Du edited it, and rivers and lakes competed to sell new poems to read. May you plant a thousand acres of Weichuan, eat enough and go away. The wind, the rain, the mist and the rain all enter your mind, and you spit it out from Sensu.