Looking for some ancient poems that describe the meaning of life, aspirations, and how to spend it.

Bai Juyi:

1. Farewell to the ancient grassland (also known as "Grass")

The grass grows in Liliyuan, and it grows with each year.

The wildfire cannot be burned out, but the spring breeze blows it again.

The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.

Sent Wang and Sun off again, full of love.

2. Dalin Temple Peach Blossom

The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

Eternal regret has no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn.

*Five Poems (Part 3)

I will give you a method to resolve doubts, without having to drill turtles and Zhu Pei.

It takes three days to test the jade, and seven years to identify the material.

The Duke of Zhou was afraid of the day of rumors, but Wang Mang was humble and did not usurp the time.

Xiang Shi died at the beginning, who knows whether he will be true or not?

(The second sentence is commonly used)

* ("Song of Everlasting Sorrow" and "Pipa Xing" are too long, so I won't post them)

The famous lines of "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" are:

The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever.

I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground.

"Pipa Xing":

Don't be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time.

We are both fallen people at the end of the world, so why should we have known each other before meeting.

Du Fu:

3. Go out of the fortress from the front (Part 6)

When drawing the bow, it should be strong, and when using arrows, it should be long.

To shoot a man, shoot a horse first; to capture a thief, capture the king first.

There is a limit to killing people, and all countries have their own borders.

If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more!

(Mainly the second sentence, often quoted in novels)

4. A gift from Wei Zuo Chengzhang’s twenty-two rhymes (excerpt)

In my youth , visit the state guests early.

Read thousands of volumes and write like a master.

5. Traveling at night to express one's feelings

The fine grass is gentle on the shore, and the boat is in a dangerous boat at night.

The stars hang down over the vast plains, and the moon surges across the river.

It is not famous to write articles. Officials should retire due to old age and illness.

What does Piao Piao look like? The sky and the earth are like sand gulls.

6. Walking alone by the river looking for flowers (Part 2)

Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches.

The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.

7. It was heard that the government troops were taking over Henan and Hebei.

Suddenly it was heard outside the sword that they were taking over Jibei. When I first heard about it, my clothes were filled with tears.

But seeing where his wife is worried, she fills volumes of poems and books with joy.

It is necessary to indulge in drinking while singing during the day. Youth is a companion for returning home.

That is, pass through Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge, then go down to Xiangyang towards Luoyang.

(Second and third sentences)

8. Gift to Hua Qing

The silk tubes in Jincheng are falling one after another, half into the river wind and half into the clouds.

This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the human world?

9. Wangyue

How about Dai Zongfu? Qilu is still young.

The clock of creation is beautiful, and the yin and yang cut off the dawn.

The clouds grow in the chest, and the returning birds enter the canthus.

You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will have a panoramic view of the mountains.

(Two more sentences, after all, it is too famous to mention it)

10. Spring Hope

The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is springy with deep vegetation.

I am moved to tears by the flowers, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.

The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming.

(Same as above)

11. Happy rain on a spring night

Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Looking at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.

(I can’t help this guy likes to write five rhymes)

12. Four quatrains (Part 1)

Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets Go to the sky.

The window is cold and the snow is snowing in the west ridge for thousands of years, and the ship thousands of miles away from Dongwu is moored at the door.

13. Climbing high

The wind is strong, the apes high in the sky are screaming in mourning, and the white birds are flying back from the clear sand in Nagisa.

Boundless falling trees rustle, and the endless Yangtze River rolls by.

Wanli is always a guest in the sad autumn, and he has been sick for hundreds of years and only appears on the stage.

Hard and bitter, I hate the frost on my temples, and my new wine glass becomes turbid.

(This time it is Qilu...)

14. In the Year of Li Gui in the South of the Yangtze River

It is common in King Qi's house, and Cui Jiutang heard it several times.

It is the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and you will see it again when the flowers are falling.

Du Mu:

15. Jiangnan Spring

Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flags are winding.

There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist.

16. Qingming Festival

It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

Ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.

17. Three Quatrains on Passing the Huaqing Palace (Part 1)

Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening in sequence on the top of the mountain.

The red concubine on horseback smiled, but no one knew it was lychee.

18. Three Quatrains on Passing the Huaqing Palace (Part 1)

Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening in sequence on the top of the mountain.

The red concubine on horseback smiled, but no one knew it was lychee.

He Zhizhang:

19. Ode to the Willow

The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.

I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

20. Two poems about returning to hometown (Part 1)

When a young boy leaves home and his elder brother returns home, his local pronunciation remains unchanged and his hair on his temples fades away.

Children don’t recognize each other when they see each other, and they laugh and ask where the guest is from.

Su Shi:

21. Evening Scene of the Spring River in Huichong

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

The ground is covered with wormwood and short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.

22. Drunk writing at Wanghu Tower on June 27th

Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.

The ground wind comes and blows away suddenly, and the water under Wanghu Tower is like the sky.

23. Titled Xilinbi

Looking horizontally, it looks like a ridge and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far.

I don’t know the true face of Mount Lu, just because I am in this mountain.

24. Two poems about the first clear and then the rain on the drinking lake (Part 2)

The clear sky is good when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange.

If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup.

25. Shui Tiao Ge Tou

On the occasion of the Mid-Autumn Festival in Bingchen, I was drunk until the end of the year, so I wrote this article because I was pregnant with my son.

When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine.

I don’t know what year it is today in the palace in the sky.

I want to ride the wind back home, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the high places.

Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?

Turn to the Zhu Pavilion, where you will find a low-rise house, and the light will make you sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?

People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times.

I wish you a long life and a long life.

(It is a poem, but when talking about Su Shi, one cannot but talk about his poems. In view of the topic, I only chose the most famous one)

Han Yu:

26. In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Water Department was outside

The light rain on Tianjie was as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looked far away but not up close.

The best thing about spring is that it is better than the smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

Ouyang Xiu:

27. Sheng Chazi

On Yuan Ye last year, the lights in the flower market were as bright as day.

The moon is above the willow branches, and people are meeting after dusk.

On the Lantern Festival this year, the moon and lights are still the same.

I can’t see the person from last year, and the sleeves of my spring shirt are filled with tears.

(Same as above, choose the most famous one)

*Die Lianhua

How deep is the courtyard?

The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless.

The jade-carved saddle is in the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.

It rains and the wind blows wildly at the end of March.

The door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring.

With tears in her eyes, she asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.

Wang Anshi:

28. Bochuan Guazhou

Between Jingkou and Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?

29. Plum blossoms

There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone.

I know it’s not snow from afar, because there is a faint fragrance coming.

30. Yuan Day

The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.

Thousands of households are always replacing old talismans with new peaches.

Liu Zongyuan:

31. Jiang Xue

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

A man in a lone boat with a coir raincoat fishing fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.

Yang Wanli:

32. Small pond

The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle,

The shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clear and soft water.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners,

A dragonfly has already stood on its head.

33. Seeing Lin Zifang off at Jingci Temple at dawn

After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of the four seasons.

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

Lu You:

34. Visiting Shanxi Village

Mo Xiao’s farmhouse is full of wax and wine, and in good years there are enough chickens and dolphins for visitors.

The mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.

The flutes and drums follow the spring society, and the clothes and clothes are simple and ancient.

From now on, if I am allowed to take advantage of the moonlight, I will knock on the door all the time and night with my stick.

(Mainly the second sentence)

35. Shi'er

After death, I know that everything is in vain, but the sadness is not the same as that of Jiuzhou.

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and he never forgot to tell Nai Weng about family sacrifices.

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With melancholy, I have been away for a few years,

Wrong, wrong, wrong.

Spring is as old as before, people are empty and thin, and the tears are red and the crocodile silk is transparent;

Peach blossoms fall, Xianchi Pavilion,

Although the mountain alliance is still there, the brocade book It’s hard to trust,

Mo, Mo, Mo.

Tang Wan's antithesis:

The world is thin and human beings are evil. When the rain comes at dusk, flowers tend to fall;

When the morning wind dries, the traces of tears remain,

< p>When I want to write down my thoughts, I speak alone on the diagonal column,

Difficult, difficult, difficult.

People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing;

The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark,

Afraid of people asking, swallowing tears to pretend to be happy ,

Hide, hide, hide.

Li Qingzhao:

36. Summer Quatrains (also known as "Wujiang")

Live as a great person,

Death will also be a great one Ghost hero.

I still miss Xiang Yu,

I refuse to cross Jiangdong.

*Drunk Flower Yin

The mist is thick and the clouds are full of sorrow. It’s the Double Ninth Festival and it’s the Double Ninth Festival. The jade pillow and gauze cupboard are cool in the middle of the night.

After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. There is no way to lose one's soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

(Mainly the last sentence)

*Ru Meng Ling

Last night it rained and the wind blew, and the remaining wine could not be consumed by the heavy sleep.

When I asked the person behind the curtain, I found that Begonia was still the same.

Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, red and thin.

(very famous)

*Slow voice

Looking and searching, deserted and miserable. It is most difficult to breathe when it is suddenly warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine are no match for him. The wind comes late and the wind blows. The wild geese are passing by, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, and they are haggard and damaged. Who is worthy of picking them now? Watching the window, how can you be alone in darkness? The phoenix trees are covered with drizzle, and it rains bit by bit at dusk. This time, how could there be such a thing as "sorrow"?

Looking northwest to Chang'an, one can see countless mountains.

The green mountains cannot cover it, and it will flow eastward after all.

Jiang was feeling sad at night, and heard partridges deep in the mountains.

*Partridge Sky

Ode from Generations

The tender mulberries on the road are broken, and some silkworm seeds are already growing in the east.

The fine grass in the flat hills sings the yellow calves, and the cold forest spots the dusk ducks in the cold setting sun.

The mountains are far and near, the roads are sloping, and there are people selling wine in Qingqi.

The peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, while the shepherd's purse flowers bloom in Xitou in spring.

Talk about sorrow.

Now that I have experienced all the sorrow, I want to say goodbye,

I want to say goodbye, but I say it’s been a cool autumn.

Wen Tianxiang:

37. Crossing the Lingding Ocean

After a hard encounter, there are only a few stars in the surrounding area.

The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters and the catkins float, and the life experience is ups and downs, and the rain and the rain are scattered.

Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.

No one has ever died since ancient times, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history.

Qin Guan:

*Magpie Bridge Immortal

The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and Han people travel far away in secret.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can’t bear to look at the magpie bridge on my way back.

If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night?

Liu Yong:

*Die Lianhua

Standing in the dangerous building, the wind is blowing softly, looking forward to the sorrow of spring, and the gloomy sky.

In the grass-colored smoke and the lingering light, it is speechless who would lean on the fence.

I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the music is still tasteless.

The clothes are getting wider and wider, but I don’t regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of Yi.

Wang Wei:

38. Send Yuan Er envoy to Anxi

Weicheng Chaoyu is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

I advise you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west.

39. Acacia

Red beans grow in the southern country. How many branches will grow when spring comes?

I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

40. Miscellaneous Poems

You come from your hometown, you should know the things in your hometown.

Will the winter plum blossoms bloom in front of the beautiful window tomorrow?

41. Birdsong Stream

The people are busy, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.

The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

42. Reminiscing about Shandong brothers on September 9th

We are strangers in a foreign land, but we miss our relatives even more during the festive season.

I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere.

Wang Zhihuan:

43. Climbing the Stork Tower

The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea.

If you want to see a thousand miles away, take it to the next level.

44. Two Liangzhou Ci poems (Part 1)

Far above the Yellow River, among the white clouds, is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.

Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.

Wang Changling:

45. Going out of the fortress

The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty passed the Han Dynasty, and the people of the Great Wall have not yet returned.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and Huma is not taught to cross the Yin Mountains.

46. Marching to the Army

The snow-capped mountains are covered with long clouds in Qinghai, and the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.

The yellow sand will wear golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken.

47. Farewell to Xin Jian at Furong Tower

The cold rain came to Wu at night, and I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning.

When relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, their hearts are filled with ice in a jade pot.

Li Bai:

48. Wanglu Mountain Waterfall

The incense burner in the sunshine produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river.

Flying down three thousand feet, it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky.

49. Jingye Si

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Look up at the bright moon and lower your head to think about your hometown.

50. The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling

The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and fireworks descended from Yangzhou in March.

The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.

51. Looking at Tianmen Mountain

Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point.

The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and a lonely sail comes from the sun.

52. Early departure from Baidi City

The White Emperor bid farewell to the colorful clouds, and the rivers and tombs of thousands of miles are returned in one day.

The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

53. A gift to Wang Lun

Li Bai was about to leave in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.

The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun’s love for me.

54. Looking at Tianmen Mountain

Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point.

The green mountains on both sides of the strait face each other, and the lone sail is coming from the sun.

*Will be drinking

If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.

Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun, and don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.

I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after spending all my money.

It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng will (qiāng) drink wine, and don’t stop drinking.

A song with Jung, please listen to me:

Bells, drums, food (zhuàn) and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will stay drunk and not wake up.

In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, only the drinkers left their names.

In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets (lè) and have a lot of fun and banquets (xuè).

What does the master mean if you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.

The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

*Drinking alone under the moon

A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without any blind date.

Toast a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other as three people.

The moon does not know how to drink, but its shadow follows me.

While the moon is about to be shadowed, we must have fun until spring.

My singing moon lingers, my dancing shadows are scattered.

They make love together when they are awake, but they separate when they are drunk.

We will travel together forever, and we will meet each other in Miao Yunhan.

Those who disturb my mind will have many worries today.

The long wind sends the autumn geese flying thousands of miles away, and you can enjoy this high-rise building.

The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair.

We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon.

If you cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more. If you raise a cup to relieve your sorrow, your sorrow will become even worse.

If life is not satisfactory in this world, the Ming Dynasty will be ruined.

(Second to last sentence)

Li Qiao:

55. Wind

Three autumn leaves fall, but February flowers bloom .

Thousands of feet of waves cross the river, and thousands of bamboo poles slant into it.

Zhang Ji:

56. Night mooring at Fengqiao

The moon is setting, the crows are crying, the sky is full of frost, the river maples are fishing and the fire is facing melancholy.

At Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rang at midnight to reach the passenger ship.

Ye Shaoweng:

57. It’s not worth visiting the garden

You should pity the clogs with green moss on their teeth, and the small buckle firewood door will not open for a long time.

The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

Jia Dao:

58. Those who seek hermitage are not found.

Panasonic asked the boy and asked the teacher to go collect medicine.

Only in this mountain, I don’t know where the clouds are.

59. Swordsman

After ten years of sharpening a sword, the frost blade has never been tried.

I will show you today, who will have any injustice?

60. Title: Li Ning lives in seclusion

Living idle with few neighbors, the grass path leads into the deserted garden.

The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk knocked on the door under the moonlight.

Crossing the bridge separates the colors of the field, and moves the roots of clouds when you move rocks.

I have been away for a while and come back here, and I will live up to my promise.

(The story of the second sentence of "examination")

Meng Jiao:

61, Wandering Zi Yin

The thread in the hands of the loving mother, the wandering boy T-shirt.

Before leaving, I am worried that I will return later.

Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.

The spring breeze brings joy to the horse's hoof disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

Meng Haoran:

62. Spring Dawn

I don’t realize the dawn when I sleep in spring, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen.

63. Stay on the Jiande River

Moving the boat to Yanzhu, the guests are worried about the new arrival at dusk.

The sky is wide and the trees are low, the river is clear and the moon is close to people.

Cao Zhi:

64. Seven-Step Poetry

Boil beans and hold them to make soup, and use drums to make juice.

The leaves are burning under the cauldron, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron.

They are born from the same roots, so there is no need to rush into conflict.

Tao Yuanming:

65. Drinking (Part 5)

The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.

How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.

The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.

There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.

Huang Tingjian:

*Qingpingle

Where does spring go? Lonely and without a way to travel, if someone knows where spring is going, he can call him back to live with me.

Who knows if there is no trace of spring? Unless you ask for oriole. No one can understand a hundred warblings, because the wind flies over the roses.

Zheng Xie:

66. Bamboo and Stone

Stand firmly on the green mountains and never let go, the roots are still in the broken rocks.

After countless hardships, I am still strong, regardless of the wind from east to west, north or south.

Yan Shu:

*Huanxisha

A new song and a glass of wine, the weather is the same as last year.

When does the sun set? Helplessly, the flowers fall away,

The familiar swallow returns. The fragrant path in the small garden wanders alone.

Yuan Zhen:

67. Chrysanthemums

The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over.

It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.

68. Five Poems of Lisi (Part 4)

Once upon a time, the sea was difficult to overcome, except for Wushan, it was not a cloud.

Looking back lazily at Huacong, I am half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king.

The clothes have been put on and all is seen, but the needle and thread are still there and cannot be untied.

I still miss my old love and pity my maidservant, and I also gave money to her in my dream.

I sincerely know that everyone has this hatred, and poor and lowly couples suffer from everything.

Wang Ji:

*Enter Ruoye River

How common is the boat, the water is empty and long.

The clouds rise far away from Xiu, and the sunshine gradually flows back.

The noisy cicada forest is more than quiet, and the bird singing mountain is even more secluded.

I miss this place so much, and I have been traveling there for so many years.

(Third sentence)

Wang Bo:

69. Send Du Shaofu to Shuzhou

Chengque assists the Three Qin Dynasties. The wind and smoke look at Wujin.

I want to say goodbye to you, both are eunuchs.

There are close friends in the sea, and there are neighbors in the world.

If you go astray by doing nothing, your children will be spoiled for choice!

(Third sentence)

Wang Han:

70. Two Liangzhou poems (Part 1)

Grape wine luminous Cup, if you want to drink, Pipa will urge you immediately. < /p>

This horse is an extraordinary horse, Fangxing is actually a star.

Knocking the thin bones forward still has the sound of copper.

72. Twenty-three Horse Poems (Part 5)

The desert mountains are like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook.

How can I be a golden person and walk quickly through the autumn.

73. Nanyuan

Why don’t men bring Wu hooks and collect the fifty states in Guanshan?

Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, as if you are a scholar and a marquis of ten thousand households.

74. Mengtian

The old rabbit and the cold toad are weeping in the sky, and the walls of the cloud tower are half-open and slanting white.

The moon is rolling with dew and the light is wet, and the Luan Pei meets the fragrant osmanthus street.

Under the three mountains of yellow dust and clear water, the changes for thousands of years are like running horses.

Looking at the nine-point smoke in Qizhou from a distance, a glass of sea water is pouring out.

The sound of the trumpet fills the autumn sky, and the night is purple when stuffed with swallow fat.

A half-rolled red flag is near the Yishui River, and the sound of heavy frost and cold drums cannot be heard.

Report your favor on the golden platform, and guide the Jade Dragon to die for you.

*Autumn is coming

The wind in the tung trees is frightening and the strong men are suffering, the lamps are fading and the wefts are weeping in the cold weather.

Whoever reads Qing Jian's compiled book will not send flowers, insects, mealy bugs, and beetles away.

My thoughts will be straight tonight, and the cold rain and fragrant soul will hang on the scholar.

The ghosts in autumn graves sing Bao family poems, hating the blue of the earth for thousands of years.

* A trip to the fields in Nanshan

The autumn fields are bright, the autumn wind is white, and the pond worms are clicking their tongues.

The rocks on the mossy mountain with cloud roots are cold red and weeping with tender dew.

In the barren borderland in September, there are teeth of rice forks, and the stinging fireflies fly low and the long path is slanted.

Stone veins, flowing water, springs dripping sand, ghost lanterns like paint dotted with pine flowers.

Li Shangyin:

75. Leyouyuan

Feeling unwell in the evening, he drove to Guyuan.

The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it’s almost dusk.

76. The night rain is sent to the north.

You asked about the return date but it has not yet been announced. The night rain in Bashan swells the autumn pond.

Why should I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan?

77. Untitled

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

Spring silkworms will not run out of silk until they are dead, and wax torches will turn to ashes before their tears dry up.

When you look into the mirror at dawn, you are worried about the clouds on your temples. When you sing at night, you should feel the cold moonlight.

There is not much way to get to Pengshan, and the blue bird is diligent in visiting.

78. After mourning the death, he went to Eastern Shu to seek refuge and encountered snow at Sanguan.

Jianwai joined the army far away, without a home or clothes to send.

After three feet of snow, I return to my dream of old mandarin ducks.

*Anding Tower

The hundred-foot tower in Gaocheng is far away, and the green poplar branches are beyond the Tingzhou Island.

Jia Sheng was young and weak and shed tears, and Wang Can came to travel further in spring.

I will always remember the rivers and lakes and return to my white hair, and I want to return to the world and enter the boat.

I don’t know what it feels like to be a rotten rat, but I guess the chicks are still alive.

*Two untitled poems (Part 1)

Last night the stars and the wind blew, west of the painting building and east of Guitang.

I don’t have the wings of a colorful phoenix, but I have a clear mind.

Gouchun wine is given to every other seat to warm it up, and the wax-covered lamps are red.

I listened to the drum and went to answer the official question, walking around Malantai and turning around.

(Second sentence)

*Jinse

Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, each string and one column is reminiscent of the past.

Zhuang Sheng was obsessed with butterflies in his morning dream, and looked forward to the emperor's spring heart with cuckoos.

The moon in the sea has tears, and the sun in Lantian is warm and the jade produces smoke.

This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss.

(Last sentence)

*Chongguo Holy Maiden Shrine

The white stone rock is covered with green moss, and the superior Qing Dynasty was relegated and returned late.

In a spring dream, the rain often floats, and the wind is full of dissatisfaction.

The green calyx flower has no fixed place when it comes, and the fragrance of Duran has not moved away yet.

Yulang read this book of immortality and recalled asking about Zizhi from the Heavenly Order.

Li Shen:

79. Compassion for farmers

It is noon on the day of hoeing, and sweat drips from the soil.

Who knows that every meal on the plate is hard work.

Zhu Xi:

80. Two poems with reflections on reading books (Part 1)

Half an acre of square pond opens, the skylight and cloud shadows linger *** .

Ask the canal how clear it is, because there is a source of living water.

Liu Yuxi:

81. Visit Xuandu Temple again

The hundred-acre courtyard is half covered with moss, and all the peach blossoms are in bloom.

Where did the peach-growing Taoist priest go? Liu Lang came to visit him before.

82. Looking at the Dongting

The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished.

Looking at the Dongting landscape from a distance, there is a green snail in the silver plate.

83. Bamboo Branch Poems

The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on the Langjiang River.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

84. Wuyi Alley

Weeds and flowers bloom beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.

In the old days, the king Xietang Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Wei Yingwu:

85. Chuzhou West Stream

The lonely grassy stream grows beside it, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.

The spring tide brings rain late and comes quickly, and there is no boat crossing the wild river.

Wen Tingyun:

86. Morning trip to Shangshan

Starting in the morning to recruit priests, the traveler mourns his hometown.

The sound of chickens is heard in Maodian and the moon is shining in Banqiao.

The oak leaves have fallen on the mountain road, and the orange flowers are bright on the post wall.

Thinking of Du Ling’s dream, the geese filled the pond.

Cen Shen:

87. Bai Xuege sent Magistrate Wu back to the capital.

The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the snow falls in August.

Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed.

The bead curtains are scattered and wet, the silk curtains are wet, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade quilt is thin;

The general's horns and bows cannot be controlled, and the protective iron clothes are cold and hard to wear.

The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds condense thousands of miles away.

The Chinese army prepares wine and drinks for returning guests, as well as playing fiddles, lutes, and flutes.

The snow falls one after another at the camp gate, and the red flag is blown by the wind and does not turn over due to the freezing cold.

I saw you off at the east gate of Luntai. When you left, the Tianshan Road was covered with snow.

You can’t be seen on the winding mountain road, leaving a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

(Second sentence)

88. Meeting the envoy to Beijing

Looking eastward from my hometown, the road is long, and my sleeves are full of tears.

We will meet soon without pen and paper, and I will rely on you to send messages of peace.

89. Late Autumn Mountain Tour

The tired horse lies on the Changban, and the sun sets over the river.

The mountain breeze blew through the empty forest, rustling as if there were people.

Cangminji has cool rain, and there is no flying dust on the stone road.

Thousands of thoughts gather in the twilight festival, and thousands of people feel sad.

The wormwood sounded last night, and the grasses are already old.

Being a traveler, it is naturally a lot of hardship.

The wind roars on the September night in Luntai, and the gravel in the river is as big as a bucket, and the rocks are scattered all over the ground in the wind.

The Xiongnu grass is yellow and the horses are fat, smoke and dust are flying in the west of Jinshan Mountain, and the Han generals are marching west.

The general did not take off his golden armor at night, and the troops fought against each other in the middle of the night, and the limelight was cut like a knife.

The horse hair is covered with snow and sweat is steaming, the five-flowered money is swirled into ice, and the grass and inkstone in the curtain are condensed with water.

The captive cavalry should be frightened when they hear this. Unexpectedly, they do not dare to fight against the enemy, and the chariot driver Ximen stands still to show off his victory.

Gao Shi:

90. Two poems by Farewell to Dong Da (Part 1)

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds are shining in the daytime, and the north wind is blowing wild geese and snow.

Don’t worry, there will be no friends in the future. No one in the world will know you!

Yu Qian:

91. Song of Lime

Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if nothing happened.

Don’t be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must remain innocent in the world.

Wang Mian:

92. Ink Plum

The tree at the head of the pond where I wash inkstones has flowers blooming with faint ink marks.

Don’t let anyone praise you for the good color, just leave the pure energy to fill the universe.

King Luo Bin:

93. Chanting Goose

Goose, goose, goose, the song is singing to the sky.

White hair floats on the green water, and anthurium stirs the clear waves.

Gong Zizhen

94. Two Miscellaneous Poems by Ji Hai (Part 1)

The anger of Kyushu relies on wind and thunder, and it is sad that thousands of horses are silent.

I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind.

95. Two Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai (Part 2)

The sun is setting in the daytime when I am about to leave, and I chant my whip to the east and point to the end of the world.

The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers.

Wang Jian:

96. Looking at the moon on the fifteenth night

Crows roost on the white trees in the atrium, and the cold dew wets the sweet-scented osmanthus silently.

Tonight, when the moon is bright and everyone looks out, I wonder who is missing in autumn?

Li Yu:

97. Poppy

When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come, how much do you know about the past?

The east wind blew again in the small building last night,

The motherland cannot bear to look back in the bright moon.

The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has been changed.

How much sorrow can you have?

Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The cutting is constant,

the order is still chaotic,

it is the sorrow of separation,

the feeling of separation is still in the heart.

Zhao Xia:

98. Feelings of Jianglou

When I go up to Jianglou alone, I feel lonely, the moonlight is like water and the water is like the sky.

Where are the people who came to look at the moon together? The scenery looks vaguely like last year.

Han Yuefu:

99. Chang Ge Xing

The sunflowers in the green garden are waiting for the sun to set.

Budze in spring brings brilliance to all things.

I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.

From the east to the sea, when will the rivers return to the west?

If a young man does not work hard, the old man will be miserable.

Zhang Jiuling:

100. Look at the moon and embrace the distance

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time.

Lover complains about the distant night, but falls in love at night.

When the candle is extinguished, it is filled with pity and light, and when I put on my clothes, I feel the dew.

I can’t bear to give it away, but I still have a good night’s sleep.

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Yue Fei·Man Jiang Hong

He was so angry that he was leaning against the railing, and the misty rain stopped. Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong feelings. Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't wait to see the young man's head grow white, and it will be empty and sad. The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished? Driving a long car, crossing the gap in Helan Mountain. The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty. It’s time to start over, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky!

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