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Ancient poems describing the evening scene

1, operator Yongmei.

Author: Lu You? (Song)

Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.

There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, sad enough, but destroyed by wind and rain.

Plum blossoms don't want to try their best to compete for favor, and they don't care about the jealousy and rejection of flowers. Even if it withers, grinds into mud and turns to dust, plum blossoms still exude a faint fragrance as always.

2. "Wang Yue"

Author: Du Fu? (Tang)

What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.

Layers of white clouds, cleaning the gully on the chest; The flat bird flew into the eye socket. Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

How majestic is the majestic Mount Tai? Walking out of Qilu, you can still see Qingfeng. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful scenery, and the mountains in the south and the mountains in the north separate the early morning dusk.

Layers of white clouds, clean up the gullies in the chest; Go back to the birds and fly into the eyes of the scenery. We must climb to the top of Mount Tai, overlooking the mountains, full of lofty sentiments.

3. "How deep is the yard?"

Author: Ouyang Xiu? (Song)

In the courtyard, deep willows pile up smoke, and the curtains are not counted. Jade music carving saddle tour smelting place, the building is not high, look at Zhangtai Road.

March storm, closing at dusk, not planning to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

The courtyard is deep. How deep is it? Willow Yiyi, flying with patches of smoke, a curtain with many layers. Luxurious chariots and horses are parked in the place where aristocratic childe plays. She went upstairs and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the way to Zhangtai.

Spring is dusk, and the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds. No matter how you hide the evening scenery, you can't keep spring. I tearfully asked Luohua if she knew my thoughts. Falling flowers are silent and chaotic, flying out of the swing bit by bit.

4. "Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden" Part I

Author: Lin Bu? (Song)

Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."

Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood gold statues.

Flowers wither, unique plum blossoms proudly bloom against the cold wind, and bright and gorgeous scenery occupies all the scenery in the small garden. Sparse shadows, sideways in shallow water, fragrant in the moonlight at dusk.

Cold birds want to fly down, first glance at plum blossoms; When butterflies know the beauty of plum blossoms, they will lose their souls. Fortunately, I can recite in a low voice, get close to plum blossoms, don't have to knock on sandalwood to sing, and insist on drinking and enjoying in the golden cup.

5. Leyou Scenic Area/Leyou Tomb

Author: Li shangyin? (Tang)

In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.

Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.

I was in a bad mood at night and drove to Guyuan. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, buried by the coming night.