Ba he Liu Shu poetry

1. What are the poems describing Bahe willow? Because of the custom of breaking willows to bid farewell in ancient times, the willows in Bahe River are related to the feeling of parting. Since "I have been to Xiaoya Cai Wei" in The Book of Songs, Liu has been attached to China's poems. The willow tree "Liu Baxue" spread all over the banks of Bahe River has become one of the famous "Eight Scenes in Guanzhong". Willow is a homophonic word for staying, so "10,000 people send guests here and fold the willow to bid farewell" has become a fashionable custom culture in Chang 'an. Many famous poets have written about the willow trees in Bahe River, so the willow trees in Bahe River have been passed down through the ages as ancient poems.

Li Bai's Memory of Qin E

Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.

Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

2. Juyuan Yang's "Fu Liu Bie Zheng Wai"

Willow is full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust.

3. Dai Shulun's "Ford Field Ting Liu"

Willow in the long pavilion, flowing clouds. Rain is thin and smoke is soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. How can I get late autumn with more discounts?

4. Luo Yin's Liu

It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.

2. What farewell poems describe the willow trees in Bahe River? The willows are green and dripping on the ground, and [1] the sunny flowers have stirred for a long time.

[2] The wicker is broken and the flowers fly away [3] Ask the pedestrians to return. Source: China's Poems-Sui Yi's name is Liu Biyu as a tree and Wan Lvsi as a tapestry.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Origin: China's poems —— Tang and Five Dynasties —— There are more than 100 branches in Yang Liuzhi, which hang in long strips.

The river was full of dangers, and suddenly there was a storm on the river. Poor phoenix in the nest, separated for no reason.

As soon as Liucha went to Tianchi, Weaver Girl was there. Who said that from the shadows of several countries, a twig stretched out to the southeast.

When my son came out of Nanpi before, where could he find Xuanwu vicious? The steed gallops in the northwest, bending left and right to hold the moon.

Even the money blocked the mud and the water, and the white jade hand plate fell. You said your husband didn't mean to be angry, so I was wondering if there was a monument in Yanshan.

Phoenix blowing in Shaw History, bluebird peeping at the window in spring. Holding a red agate cloud glass in his hand, according to the purple glass of the eclipse snail.

Once you become famous, you can't do it. This must be Wang Huai's fault. There is nothing to reuse Yi Cheung.

It's best to drink it in Levin Pool and bring it back at dusk. [1] You can tell before the Guandu camp who is at the gate of Wuchang.

I only remember that under the goose feather, the uncomplicated hair ponytail hangs down. If you want to leave a song with plum blossoms, * * * will play in the flute.

Origin: Han Poetry-Southern and Northern Dynasties-Zhang Tailiu, Zhang Tailiu of Tailiu School, [1] Is today the past? [2] Even if the strip looks old, climb over other people's hands. Source: China's Poetry-Tang and Five Dynasties-Hanrong Banyuhe Bridge, Cherry Mountain Road.

You will be infinitely far away from people, [1] and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze. [2] Source: China's Poetry-Tang and Five Dynasties-Zheng Gu's "Singing Willow" stirred the spring breeze. Who dares to go into battle light?

The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist. [1] Source: China's Poems-Tang Five Dynasties-Tang Yanqian On the banks of the Gudi River in Liu Ge, a tree is full of smoke.

If the silk does not stop, keep the boat. Source: China's Poems-Tang and Five Dynasties-Yong Yong Liu's chaos is not yellow, leaning on the east wind.

I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth. Origin: China's Poems —— Northern Song Dynasty —— Ceng Gong's Poem of Singing Willow belongs to the family Salicaceae, and there are many varieties, of which more than 3,000 are known all over the world.

There are more than 50 kinds of willows in China, especially weeping willows, river willows, dry willows, willows, yellow willows and long-leaved willows. Since ancient times, our people have loved willow trees very much.

With the help of lyric media, people express their feelings and write countless beautiful and moving poems. The Book of Songs is the first collection of poems in ancient China, among which there are poems about willows.

The poem says: "I have been there, and I cherish willow." With the help of catkins, this poem is filled with nostalgia. The famous poem "Chanting Willow" is a summary of the poem "Chanting Willow" written by the Tang Dynasty poet He: Jasper is loaded with trees, and ten thousand threads hang down.

I don't know who planted the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. In the poem, thin silk strips are used to compare wicker, and with the help of rich imagination, the poet sings charming spring in an ingenious way.

Under the spring breeze, willows sprout and grow leaves. It was the spring breeze as thin as scissors that "cut" 10,000 green wickers and dressed the spring as full of green. Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi describes in detail Liu Xin's dancing and charm in early spring.

The poem says: "I am reluctant to restore my youth and seduce the spring breeze." White snow flowers are many and empty, and green silk strips are weak.

Han Yu, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, observed the shape of catkins very carefully. His Catkin on the Pond is a masterpiece: there is no wind on the pond, but light falls, and Yang Huaqing flies alone. In order to clear the mirror, it is wet but there is no dome, so it can't be returned.

Here, poplars are catkins. In Pan Hu at sunset, catkins are all over the sky, poplars fall on the water, soak in the water, and never fly again.

Through this detailed description, the poet embodies the interest of being intoxicated with the charming natural scenery. Wu Rong, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem "Huayang", but it has another taste: it is true that flowers do not occupy red, and they fly from sunny fields to snowy fields.

Flowers are long and hate the wind, but only Huayang loves the wind alone. Poetry is an affirmation of Huayang.

Although Yang Shuhua is not colorful, it has a personality that flowers don't have. It is not afraid of wind and rain, but it flies freely in the air like snowflakes with the wind, which is unique.

In the Qing Dynasty, Zhou Zhihui wrote a poem "Willow": poor in spring every year, no sleep for three times. The sadness is chaotic with the wind, and the rain is shining with enthusiasm.

Gudu wants to lead the wanderer out of the pavilion and give him a whip. This is a flute night. Look back at some trees and cigarettes.

Although the title of this poem is "Liu", it expresses the feelings of wanderers. The long wicker on the shore seems unwilling to swim, leading the departing ship.

Willow is personified. At dusk, the wanderers on the boat often look back at the weeping willows by the river, as if to say goodbye to their loved ones.

In ancient China, there were more anecdotes related to willows. This is just an example. The story of Zuo, the general of the Western Expedition in the Qing Dynasty, and the ode poems of later generations are still widely sung in the northwest.

During the Tongzhi period of the Qing Dynasty, the Russian army occupied the territory of northern Xinjiang, and the court sent Zuo as a general to fight against the enemies from the west. Five years of Tongzhi (1866), Zuo Jun marched into Gansu, but along the way, he saw "bare land like peeling, bald mountains thousands of miles away, and yellow sand flying."

The order was issued on the left: "Wherever the great army passes, it must be greeted by planting trees, otherwise both the governor and the county magistrate will look up." Military orders are like mountains, and soon, wherever the army goes tomorrow, the trees will naturally be planted.

Zuo led a great army all the way to northern Xinjiang. When I came back, it was already "thousands of miles away, catkin Nana" all the way.

On the way to the triumph, Zuo saw some bark fall off and die. When I got off the bus on the left, I found a donkey tied under a tree and gnawing the skin of a willow tree. Zuo immediately flew into a rage, ordered the guards to take the donkey under the Drum Tower in Jiuquan City, and then beat the drums to give orders to summon soldiers, civilians and officials to listen to the training.

Zuo stood on the Drum Tower, ordered the donkey to be beheaded in public, and announced that anyone who dared to destroy the willow tree would be punished as much as the donkey. People are so scared that no one dares to hurt another willow tree. A few years later, the willow became a shade.

In order to commemorate the contribution of General Zuo in planting trees and loving willows, the local people named the willows planted by General Zuo during his Western Expedition "Zuo", and Yang Changjun, governor of Gansu Province, also wrote a well-known poem to praise this achievement. Shi Yun: The general has not returned from the Western Expedition, and the sons and daughters of Xianghu Lake are all over the Tianshan Mountains.

The newly planted willows are three thousand miles long, attracting the spring breeze to cross Yumen. Willow and willow poems are amazing.

Liu Shiyu's clothes.

3. What farewell poems describe the willow trees in Bahe River? [1] The willows are green and drooping on the ground, and the poplars are flying all over the sky. [2] Willow branches are flying, and [3] I ask pedestrians not to return. Source: China's Poems-Sui Sui's anonymous Liu Yu decorated a tree, with thousands of strands of moss tapestries hanging down ... don't have a long strip hanging down. The river is rushing to the roots and plants, and suddenly there is a storm in the river. The phoenix in the poor nest was separated for no reason. When Liucha goes to Tianchi, she should see the Weaver Girl. Who said that he had never visited several countries, but he used a twig in the southeast? Where did you find Xuanwu vicious? The steed galloped northwest, turning left and right, riding on the moon, even with money and mud. Zhu Bird Peeks at the Jade Girl in the Spring Window. She holds the cloud mirror of red agate and shines on the purple glass during the solar eclipse. Once she is famous, she can't. She must be mistaken, and nothing is wrong with her. Why don't you drink Levinchi, and when she returns at dusk, we'll leave. [1] Who would see the confession at the gate of Wuchang, but she knew it before Guandu Camp. She only remembers flying under goose feathers, but she doesn't remember getting her hair back. [2] Even if the strip looks old and drooping, it should be climbed by others. Source: China's Poetry-Tang and Five Dynasties-Han Yi.

4. Six Bahe Willow Poems, 1, Li Bai's Memories of Qin E.

Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.

Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

2. Juyuan Yang's "Fu Liu Bie Zheng Wai"

Willow is full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust.

3. Dai Shulun's "Ford Field Ting Liu"

Willow in the long pavilion, flowing clouds. Rain is thin and smoke is soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. How can I get late autumn with more discounts?

4. Yang Liuzhi of Liu Yuxi.

Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.

5. Yang Liuzhi, Zhou Dehua

Qingjiang Qianliu was the Boss Bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.

6. Li Bai's Grandma Pavilion

The saddest place in the world is this farewell acie law. Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.

7. Luo Yin's Liu

It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.

5. Six Bahe Willow Poems, 1, Li Bai's "Recalling Qin E", the sound of the flute swallowing, Qin E dreams of breaking Qin Louyue.

Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died. Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent.

The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty. 2. Juyuan Yang's "Fubiewei" is full of smoke and spring, climbing for pedestrians every year.

Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust. 3, Dai Shulun's "Fu De Chang Liu Ting" Zhuo Chang Liu Ting, Yin Lian Zha Shui.

Rain is thin and smoke is soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past.

How can I get late autumn with more discounts? 4. Liu Yuxi's "Yang Liuzhi" blows wine flags outside the spring breeze, and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.

5, Zhou Dehua's "Yang Liuzhi" Qingjiang Liu Qian's a tune, the boss bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.

6. Li Bai's "Lao Laoting" is a sad place in the world, and Lao Le sees off guests. Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.

7. Luo Yin's "Willow" came to bid farewell on the sunny shore, and it won't last long. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.

6. Taking Bahe Willow as a farewell poem, folding willow began in the Han Dynasty, and it is also a long-standing farewell custom in China.

According to "Sanfu Huang Tu Bridge", "Baqiao Bridge is in Chang 'an East, crossing the water is the bridge, and the Han people send guests to this bridge, and the willows are folded to see them off". Outside the east gate of Chang 'an, the capital, there is a Baqiao, and willows are arranged on both sides of the Bahe River. Known by the world as baqiao willow and willow smoke spring, it is climbed by pedestrians every year.

Seeing off relatives and friends who left Chang 'an eastbound, they often stopped at Baqiao to say goodbye. Here, willows are lined up on the shore, and the silk is swaying. Farewell takes the homonym of "willow" and "stay", and folding the willow to bid farewell not only expresses the feeling of reluctance, but also implies that people are going to other places, just like willow trees are beaming and thriving.

During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, it was more popular to fold willows to bid farewell, and this custom was also described in many literary works. The poem "Farewell" in the Sui Dynasty wrote: "The willow is more important than the ground, the flowers of the sun fly in the sky, the wicker is broken and the flowers fly out, so please don't return."

It vividly describes the feeling of giving away the willow. I don't know how many parting feelings the Eight Bridges bid farewell to. Over time, Baqiao was renamed as "Bridge of Love" and "Bridge of Broken Hearts".

1 Baling willow is harmless every year. How many things are immersed in mourning for Qin E? Why do wuyue beauties wander thousands of miles in the land of Qin? Moonlight reflects weeping willows, its rustling sound lingers in the boudoir, and the remnants of the Han family's mausoleum are drowned in the historical dusk due to the suffering of the west wind. At this time, on the bank of Bahe River, only the farewell willow branches swayed with the wind, and the snow in Baling reminded us of countless stories of standing on the bank of Bahe River and folding willows and looking back at the sky in Chang 'an. The drizzle fell from Li Bai's words, and an umbrella passed by me. I feel lost. No one walked with me, and no one folded a willow tree for me to say goodbye. I went back to Bai Juyi's Yang Liuzhi Ci in the Tang Dynasty along the original road, with thousands of spring breeze, tender as gold and soft as silk. Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this? Bai Juyi, a tree in Liutang, Qingmen, is sad and has been complained by several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. Suzhou Liutang Baijuyi Jingu Garden is yellow and graceful, and Qujiang Pavilion is swaying.

Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows. Floccules on baldness touch your face, leaving you helpless in spring.

Chen Guangjiu in Xinliutang, Chang 'an, is at the beginning of the cloud, and the yellow willow is new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.

The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.

In May, the roots of Liutang Cuihu Lake near the water are very elegant and the shadow is very shallow. Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer.

The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered. Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew.

A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised. Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring.

Liu Tang, the wind is slow, dragging smoke and brushing water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.

Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.

In new Liu Tang, Cui Mi is ruthless and soft, and spring comes to urge her, as if she can't stand the wind and lean on the ancient platform. What do you hate in the past and present? The color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.

On the levee, Liu Tang and Dai Shulun weaved farewell to Spring. Pedestrians climb high, when my concubine heartbroken.

The unique Liuting, the Liuting of Dai Shulun in Tang Dynasty, and the flowing water in the shade of trees. The rain grinds the gold thread thin and the smoke soft.

Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. Give more and take more, and you will get late autumn.

The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where is the shadow dance? Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.

Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.

Du Mu, the only willow in the Tang Dynasty, smoked a willow and shook it for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.

Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring. Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.

New Liu Tang Du Mu is unable to shake the wind and dawn the new color, and his waist is like jealousy. The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.

A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust. More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.

From Du Xunhe's "Fishing Gully Flowing Pond Method" to Yugou Spring, the color of willow beside the ditch is new. The cage passed through the forbidden water and gently blew to North Korea.

The sun is near, the sun is early, and the sky is low. Gu Ying's habitat is unstable, so it is difficult for maids to draw.

Chu shook the waves in the air, and the Sui dike darkened the dust. How to get to the imperial city, you must first cover the golden dragon.

Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.

Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.

A cage of gold thread bent a bridge in Liutang Hanwo, and several children hurt her waist. But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.

Tang Gu Yun's two poems about Liu Yong are full of dew and smoke, yellow, green and white. There is no wind floating in the long beach, and the wide stranger begins to pity the sun.

Draw a feast and steal a dance, and learn to frown in the dressing cabinet. Stay in the pavilion, don't let go of the spring dusk, and fold a thousand branches.

Idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, and their eyebrows are wrinkled and their stems are uneven. Begging for the strength of the east wind will not waste a spring.

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? Fr=qrl3 sings Liu He (Tang) Jasper dressed as a tree, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Du Fu (Tang) was heartbroken. Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms chase water.

But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? ? Who can't get homesick when they hear that there is another village in the serenade? Yang Liuan, the morning breeze and the waning moon! The willows brushed their faces. I was gone in the past, but now I think about it. Rain and snow are falling, willows are hanging on the ground, and flowers are flying all over the sky.

The wicker broke and the flowers flew away. I wonder if pedestrians will come back. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves by the breeze of the waning moon, and their flutes danced in the dark and scattered all over the room.

In this serenade, I heard that the willow tree was broken. Who doesn't remember the withered skin of Bai Juyi, an old willow beside the road in Zhou Bei? That short strip should be broken frequently. But I don't know who the first seed is when I see half the failure.

Snowflakes are getting less and less every year, and tobacco leaves are sparse and new. Don't say that old plants are less fragrant, and spring is not as good as spring.

[Tang] He Biyu dressed up as a tapestry with thousands of strands of hair hanging from a tree (tāo). I wonder who cut the thin leaves.

7. Who has an ancient poem about Bahe Willow 1, and Qin Yi E by Li Bai?

Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.

Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.

2. Juyuan Yang's "Fu Liu Bie Zheng Wai"

Willow is full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust.

3. Dai Shulun's "Ford Field Ting Liu"

Willow in the long pavilion, flowing clouds. Rain is thin and smoke is soft. Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past. How can I get late autumn with more discounts?

4. Yang Liuzhi of Liu Yuxi.

Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.

5. Yang Liuzhi, Zhou Dehua

Qingjiang Qianliu was the Boss Bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.

6. Li Bai's Grandma Pavilion

The saddest place in the world is this farewell acie law. Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.

7. Luo Yin's Liu

It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.